*Irie's POV*

Kiba didn't take the truth as well as I had hoped. He ignored me for the first few days then he stuck around trying to get used to my presence but there was still tension. To a point I was quite thrilled when it was time to go home for Christmas; my family was over the moon that I had my memory back. Kenji always knew me best, so when he got the chance he asked about my relationship with Kiba and I told him what really happened.

"Oh Irie," he gave me a hug "You are such a stupid sister."

"I'm not that stupid," I argued trying to push away but he held me tighter.

"You say that, yet you still do stupid things like lie about having memory loss. And to top it off you used the memory loss to get together with another guy. Hate to say it but your turning into mother."

"Oh now that is going too far," I shoved him off.

"Think about it. The one thing you hated about mother was that she strung multiple guys along just so she can experiment with different types of guys. You were going out with Kiba; he stayed with you hoping the memory loss will subside while you used it to your advantage to date Sasuke."

I thought about it for a moment then felt sick to my stomach "You're right. Excuse me, I think I'm about to puke."

Christmas morning, the family sat around the tree as gifts were being passed along one at a time per person. My father gave me a telescope, my mother gave me a makeup kit and a mother daughter spa package. Both of my brothers said that their gift was too big to fit under the tree but I'll get it later in the evening. Everyone liked the gifts they received; as tradition we only spend enough money to give each other one gift, even if mother tends to break that rule.

The dining room was large and sophistically decorated; the long table was turned into a buffet. Tonight was going to be something different, normally Christmas dinner was just family but this year my mother and father had invited co-workers. My brothers had a handful of friends coming, while I debated on inviting Kiba but didn't think he'd want to leave his family for a dinner with mine.

"Okay little sister time for my gift to you," Shinji pulled me to his bedroom "I'm giving you a special Christmas makeover; clothes, hair and makeup package courtesy of your actor search brother."

"You don't have to do that," I complained.

"Yes I do."

I growled as he sat me down on his bed. Shinji went to work on my hair, as he let the curls set he started on the make up. The dress he put me in was knee length and completely custom made using both fabric and red Lindt chocolate wrappers. When he took out the curls they bounced around my face and he made sure to use lots of hair spray.

"Can I look in a mirror now," I inquired itching to get up.

"No, you'll just have to trust me," Shinji handed me a pair of red strapping shoes "Put these on and go see your search brother."

I grimaced taking the shoes. Once on I left the bedroom only to be greeted by Kenji on the other side of the door. He took me in his arms kissing my forehead.

"You look beautiful," he guided me back to my bedroom "Now it's time for my Christmas gift to you. Don't waste it."

"Huh?" I turned to him confused as he pushed me into my room "Kenji!"

"Merry Christmas Irie."

I turned from the door to see Kiba "Merry Christmas."

"You look beautiful."

"Thank you," I looked down at my dress feeling the tension in the room "My brothers haven't let me see what they've done."

He held out his hand "That's just unacceptable."

I took his hand moving closer to him and the full length mirror "Oh, wow."

"My Christmas gift to you," he reached around to attach a necklace around my neck.

"No," I touched the simple silver dagger and turned to face him "You being here after every terrible thing I've done is gift enough for me."

"We've gone through a rough patch."

"You don't deserve me," I started to remove the necklace.

Kiba took my hands in his "No I don't. It's true you do some pretty stupid things and neither one of us is perfect."

"Kiba-" he silenced me with a light kiss.

"Your positives out weigh your negatives, and through it all I still love you Irie Tama."

"Kiba, I really don't deserve someone as great as you."

"Maybe not, but you've got me and I hope you want to keep me."

"I never let you go," I paused "I love you Kiba, but can you really take me back after the pain I sent you through?"

Kiba went to sit on the bed running his hands through his hair "I'm looking at all this as a positive thing. It was a rough patch in our relationship but we still love each other and it'll never happen again. If we survived this then we can survive anything."

I started to cry "You'd really keep me?"

"No question about it," I fell to the ground "Don't cry, you'll ruin you're make up."

Kiba lifted my chin and wiped my cheeks of tears. I couldn't believe he could still love me after I betrayed him with his best friend. He leaned forward softly kissing me, I leaned forward trying to get a better taste of him. He got down on the floor wrapping an arm around my waist as I reached up to play in his hair.

There was a knock on the door "I hate to break up the reunion but supper is ready."

I pulled away ever so slightly "Give us a minute."

"Only a minute?" Kiba whispered.

"Don't take too long sis."

"Let's clean up your make up a bit," Kiba helped me up "Your family might kill me if they see that you've been crying."

I laughed "They wouldn't kill you, just kick you out immediately."

I cleaned up my make up then the two of us went down to the dinning hall where family and friends started to find seats around the giant table. Kiba pulled out my chair then sat down beside me; my brothers gave me a knowing look. The rest of the night was light and cheery, just like some of my brothers friends Kiba also stayed the night getting picked up the next morning by his mother.