Dlbn: So, I decided that this year, I will write for Chanukah separately from Christmas, since they are far apart this year. Expect one chapter a day for the next eight days.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Loveless or anything in it. that all belongs to Yun Kouga. I make NO money off of writing this fic.
Dedication: Happy Chanukah to all my friends, readers, and reviewers who celebrate it!
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Lighting the first candle on the Menorah he had placed on the kitchen counter, Nisei sighed and folded his hands together in a silent prayer; grasping a long, thin candle between his fingers. A stick of incense was still lit and hanging over the sink, flame dancing in a tantalizing pattern. He finished his little prayer and put the candle back in the center holder. Taking a step back, he watched the mesmerizing flame dance around in front of him. He kept his apartment completely dark whenever he lit candles, but this time it was dark due to the electric bill not being paid and thus getting the electricity cut off. He sat, precariously perched on the edge of the top of one of the barstools that he had put near the counter for large amounts of guests. Of course he never had guests other then Seimei or Mimuro-sempai. But Mimuro was with his mother for the holidays, and Seimei had run off somewhere after his defeat, so neither could be present. After the disaster the year before at the Chanukah party at his family's home, he was afraid to set foot in Kyoto again, let alone in his parents' house. With neither other friends nor family to speak of, he was left alone. He didn't really mind the solitude, but the lack of electricity was a bit of an annoyance. What was he, the self-proclaimed Hacker Genius, supposed to do without his machinery and electricity? He could always grab some scrap pieces and try to fashion something new, but the light from the two lit candles on his countertop didn't shed enough light to work on something as delicate as that.
Sighing to himself, Nisei slowly slid off of the barstool and made his way to the refrigerator. He grabbed a clear container from the top of the fridge and brought it to the table. Inside were a small, black half moon shape, a Dreidel, and a bunch of chocolate coins and other assorted candy. He opened up some Smarties and poured them into little piles, putting one coin in each. He began to play a few rounds with himself until only two piles remained. He then grew bored and pushed the candy aside. He sighed and stood from his barstool that he had sat back down on. it just wasn't fun playing the game. Last time, he had played with his younger sister, Mimuro, and Seimei. It had been fun watching Seimei stumble about with spinning the wooden toy and forgetting the rules pretty easily. It was more entertaining then what he was doing now, by dim candle light. Nisei spun the Dreidel one last time before standing and going to the counter. He blew out the candles and incense. Humming the lyrics to The Dreidel Song and shuffling his feet as he walked down the hallway, the raven haired former Sentouki retired to bed for the night.
The clock on the stove indicated that it was 10:30 PM in bulky, red, digital letters as the Dreidel stopped spinning and fell onto its side on the table. The toy rocked side to side before falling to rest. A blue letter in Hebrew was displayed on the top.
Nun; player does nothing.