Y/N: Yay for happy endings. This is the last chapter in this entire story that I wrote any part for. I wrote all of it actually. I really like Chika, and I find her to be adorable. Kana is less adorable, but she's still nice to write, since everything she deals with is tame, compared to 08. I hope you like the way that these characters wrap up their stories, and I hope you enjoy the last three chapters too. I liked reading them myself-and only partly because I didn't have to write the end of a story for once!

Title: Here Comes Santa Claus

By: YukiraKing

Disclaimer: We don't own Digimon or its characters.

Chapter 19: Christmas Kisses

Kana Hida:

Louisa, Tenshi, Renjiro and I were all sitting together, talking about Louisa's big news. She and Haruki were probably dating—though he seemed to be hiding from her after her marriage comment—and she was telling us every detail about their big first kiss. No one was nearly as interested in the details as she seemed to think we should be. I sort of tuned her out, honestly, because I was lost in my own head.

Josei came over and was adorable as she gave me a large box. She waited with baited breath as I opened it and pulled out...a doll dressed in a frilly pink dress. She was so happy with her choice that I couldn't help but smile with her. The book that was in the box would be of more use to me, but she was so proud of herself.

"You'll have to come and visit me a lot, so you can play with her," I told Josei. She beamed and nodded excitedly. I offered her the doll then, and she took it, skipping off happily to play with the gift she'd given me. I smiled at the sight.

"I'm exhausted," Elliot groaned, flopping down beside Lousia—well, he was half on her. She grimaced and pushed him away with her hand in his face. He licked her hand and she squealed out with disgust. He laughed and sighed. "Kids should be banned."

"You've been watching Madlyn, haven't you," Louisa realized with a snicker.

"Don't laugh," he said. "You get the next shift."

"Hello, Haruki," Tenshi said pleasantly. Louisa pretty much shoved Elliot off of the couch, freeing up space for Haruki, if he wanted to sit down. He didn't. He was holding a box with a bow on it. Louisa nearly died of happiness...only for Haruki to hand it down to Elliot on the floor.

"Thanks," Elliot said with a grin. Louisa nearly cried. Haruki smiled at her tentatively, but caught sight of his brother trying to do a handstand by the tree, and raced off to stop him. Louisa sighed sadly, and I figured now would be a good time to perk her up. I handed her the Secret Santa gift I'd gotten for her, and she opened it in two seconds flat, ripping the paper hastily. She pulled out the scrapbook and looked from page to page and started bawling.

"This is so nice!" Louisa cried. "I bet the kids at school didn't get anything this nice."

"You like it?" I asked hesitantly.

"No," she corrected. "I love it. It's our friendship told in pictures, and friendship is magic."

"You're weird," Elliot declared, walking off with his unopened gift—probably so he could open it in front of his friends, rather than his sobbing sister.

Christmas was far crazier than I was expecting it to be. I was now the proud wearer of a friendship necklace from Tenshi. It was beautiful, and it was so sweet. Mine matched perfectly with Renjiro's, which made my heart kind of flutter, and Tenshi and Louisa's were so different, but they fit with ours too. It was good to know that I would be taking a piece of them with me when I went off to school. I wouldn't be going to the same school as Haruki and Mai were. I wouldn't be living at home while I attended to my post-secondary education. I would be in Tokyo, and they wouldn't be. I'd have to leave them behind.

Renjiro might've ended up being left with them.

My heart was torn and I couldn't decide which path to follow. I loved Renjiro, but did that love override all of my dreams and plans. I knew, logically, that my future school wouldn't actually set me for life. There were other schools that could benefit me on my quest to become a dentist. But I wanted to go to this school. I'd wanted it for years and it was being dangled in front of me, while Renjiro was calling me backwards.

I shouldn't have been trying to figure out my entire future when we were meant to be having fun and celebrating Louisa's favourite holiday. But I couldn't put my whole heart into it—not while my mind was so clouded.

What should I do?

I wanted Renjiro to be happy, but I didn't want to sacrifice my goals to achieve it. But the way he was wearing a near permanent frown and the way his shoulders sagged made my happiness half as potent. I wasn't going to enjoy myself while getting my education if I knew that the administrations offices had turned away my future partner in dentistry. I wondered for a brief second if having two schools educating us would provide us with a larger supply of knowledge and a better understanding of dentistry, but realized it wouldn't matter if I was too unhappy to learn anything.

Searching my soul for answers was definitely far too heavy for a day of joy, but I needed to know. The next year would be starting soon, and I would begin attending the university of my choice in April. That wasn't much time to properly think my decision over.

But I needed to have Renjiro with me. We'd done everything together since we were born practically. Our dads were best friends, and it was only natural with how much time they spent together that Renjiro and I would become best friends too—and eventually something more. We'd even gotten our Crests at the same time! We hadn't done anything important without the other one right by our side.

"Kana," Koushiro said to me while I sat down on a couch cushion, directly beside Renjiro. Hideto was crouched down in front of him, while Koushiro chose to stand in front of me. "I've known since you were born that there was something special about you."

"Like what?" I asked, inquisitively.

"You have the spark of Knowledge in you, the same spark that made Gennai chose me to be the Digidestined that represented that trait," he told me. "And now you're old enough to understand what it means. The time has come for me to pass the Crest to you. It's not meant for me anymore. A Crest needs to be held by an innocent child. It has shaped me into who I am, and I hope that it can help you achieve your destiny, though your path will differ greatly."

"I can't just follow the same one you did?" I asked, pouting, because that seemed to be an easier option than the one that he was suggesting to me.

"Of course not," he said with a small smile. "Each Crest affects each person differently. Sora and I needed to learn each others' Crests in order to fuse, and while Love to me was romantic, love for her was not. My Knowledge was an ever present need to use knowledge, and ultimately wisdom, where Sora needed to simply understand. For you, it will take another path. You cannot look to the forbearers—in this case Izumi, and then myself, for the answers."

"Because that would be cheating, and not Knowledge at all," I summarized.

"Exactly," Koushiro told me.

"Renjiro," Hideto said to him. "Your Crest is Pride. Learn it, live it, embrace it, but don't become arrogant about it, because arrogance isn't Pride, or something. I don't even know what to say. I didn't know we were supposed to come up with speeches. No one told me to. So I didn't. Sorry, buddy."

"It's okay," Renjiro said, looking confused.

Right. I needed to look towards my own path. Knowledge to me wasn't just something to have. It was something to strive towards so that I could help people. It wasn't a selfish desire, and I couldn't put my own wishes above such a serious goal. I wanted to help people, and it wouldn't matter what school I got into. I would be able to achieve my dreams regardless.

"Renjiro," I said softly. "Can we talk?"

"I guess so, yeah," he said, looking sad. I knew he had no pride in himself. He had no confidence that he was intelligent anymore, all because he hadn't gotten into one school. He was disregarding all of the other schools that he'd gotten accepted into. His sadness over not going to the same school as me was really hindering his ability to have fun during the holiday.

"Renjiro," I said, when I'd dragged us into the laundry room. There were towels and blankets and dirty clothes everywhere, and I wondered if Nikko had just tossed everything in here to hide it, instead of actually cleaning before we arrived. But I pushed those thoughts from my mind, because they weren't important. "Renjiro, I know you haven't gotten into the school you wanted to, and I'm sorry about that. I love you though, and I don't want to hurt you in any way. I want you to know that I'll do whatever you need me to do. If you need me to go to a different school, then I will. I won't even hesitate."

"Don't do that," he said quickly, shaking his head and putting a hand on his forehead.

"I just want you to feel comfortable in your own skin," I said gently. "You're an amazing guy, Renjiro, and you're so smart and patient. You're going to be a great dentist some day. The school you end up going to isn't going to matter in the end. And I want you to know that I don't care what school I go to. I just want you to be happy."

"I don't want to keep you from your happiness though," Renjiro said shaking his head. "I can do things on my own. I don't need you to sacrifice anything for me. I don't want our relationship to be built on that."

"It's not," I said. "I want you to be happy, and I want to be with you. Those are separate facts, they're not dependant on each other. I love you, Renjiro."

"I love you too," Renjiro said. "And that's why I want you to go to that school. We've both wanted to for so long, and you get that chance. Make us both proud."

"But what about you?" I asked, feeling both touched and slightly irritated by his declaration. I was trying to make us both happy, but he was determined to ignore that. It was sweet, but he was ignoring my decision too, so...

There was a sharp knock on the door, followed my Makoto's voice. "I don't know what you're doing in there, but you should probably stop. I've got something for Renjiro. It's not really a present, so you should probably open the door."

I did, because we weren't doing anything secretive, and I looked at him with one brow raised. "Yes?"

"Oh, good," he said, relaxing. "I really didn't want to interrupt. Anyway, your parents gave me this. I was supposed to give you this yesterday, but I forgot. I was a little preoccupied with the Secret Santa thing. Sorry about that."

It was an oversized envelope. My heart was pounding in my chest. I was so excited for him. I saw the name of our dream school on the envelope and nearly screamed in excitement. Renjiro was far more reserved than I was. I took the envelope and threw it at him, and slammed the door in Makoto's face.

"You're welcome," he said sarcastically. I felt bad and instantly called my thanks through the door, since Renjiro was too shocked to say anything.

I waited for him to open the envelope, but he was too nervous to do it. I was confused, before I realized he thought there was a chance it was a rejection. "They don't send big envelopes if you don't get in."

"R-right" he said, sounding much brighter. He opened it hastily, and there was a packet of confetti among the various documents. I took the confetti and threw it up in the air, jumping up and down, excited for him. He dropped the papers and threw his arms around me, lifting me into the air, and planting a kiss on my lips—something I usually had to initiate, since he was so shy about doing it.

"We're going to be together!" he exclaimed.

"We both win!" I retorted. I wanted us to be together, and he wanted me to go to our dream school. Now we both won the argument. And we were both going to be going to the same school. Life was great, and Christmas was turning out to be amazing!

Chika Izumi:

I was enjoying the presents. I hadn't thought they would be as much fun as they were. I had a large collection of paper going, and a lot of candy, which was my favourite thing. That made me a pretty happy camper. I couldn't wait to share it all with Motimon. I really missed him, but he was going to be with me very soon, and I was so interested to hear what stories he had to tell.

There was one present that I was super excited about, and I knew I would need to remember every little detail about her reaction, because Motimon had helped me come up with the idea and it was a really good one. We were both very proud of the present we'd put together.

I watched other people get their presents from the Secret Santa and with each present, I grew more confident in my present of choice. I was sure she would like it.

"Oh wow," Hiro said. "What is it?"

"It's a dirty old box I found on the side of the road," Madlyn told him. "Even I don't know what's in it!"

"I might just open it later," Hiro said awkwardly.

He was really missing out. I found boxes all over the place and I always looked in them. There were some of the most amazing trinkets and treasures found inside old boxes. A lot of people didn't see the beauty in something that was a little bit—or a lot—broken. It was unfortunate, because broken things were still good. It wasn't nice to just throw them away without trying to find something that could give them new life. A broken plate could become a mosaic with just a few more broken pieces—like those of a glass bottle, or of an old flower pot—and ripped shirts could be sewn together to make a quilt to keep you warm in the middle of the night. I had a quilt made from my old baby clothes so that Motimon would stay toasty warm even in the middle of winter.

I never gave up hope on something without trying my very hardest to find something useful for it. I'd made dozens of wind chimes just to keep things from being thrown into the garbage. Palmon and I used them to decorate the garden outside, tying them to tree branches so that the flowers always had beautiful music to keep them entertained. Bored flowers didn't bloom as brightly, so we had to keep them happy.

"It's not much, sorry," Makoto said to his friend Osamu. That didn't sound very promising. But he was just handing him a bag from a candy store, instead of a wrapped present. "I had something better, but there was a mix up at the post office so I had to improvise."

"That's okay," Osamu said, taking the bag from my brother. He didn't seem upset at all, and why should he? Candy was the best present anyone could ever give. It was sweet and delicious. But Makoto seemed embarrassed, and was looking at his shoes, like he did when he was a little nervous, or was lying. I wasn't sure what was wrong with him.

"I'll get you the other present whenever it shows up though," Makoto said.

"You don't need to," Osamu told him. "We got Aika back, and that's all I really need."

"Well, I already reordered it, so...either you take it, or I'll have to keep it," Makoto said awkwardly.

"Well, in that case..." Osamu said with a smile. Makoto just nodded before coming over to me. He was looking at my collection of candy. He took a bag of gum and took threw some in my mouth, looking at me only after it was already in his mouth. I really liked candy, but I liked my brother too, so it was okay that he took some without asking.

"Sorry," he said, with his mouth full of gum.

"Why did you lie to Osamu?" I asked him. He nearly swallowed that big wad of gum, because he was so shocked that I'd noticed. I didn't know why. I noticed things like that. I noticed a lot of things. I was observant. I didn't have much else to do. I only had one human friend, and Makoto and his friends just took her away from me. I hoped that didn't mean that Yokomon wasn't coming over anymore, because she was my friend too. Yokomon, Motimon, Palmon and Tentomon were my only friends now. It was sad, a little bit, but they were really good friends, so it was totally okay. Humans were overrated anyway.

"I didn't exactly lie," Makoto hedged. But I wasn't going to be distracted. I watched my snow-Motimon melt all the way yesterday because I didn't want him to be alone for even a second during his prolonged death, and I wasn't going to let Makoto get out of telling me the truth. Again, I didn't have much else to do, without Motimon there to play with me. "Fine. I gave his present to someone else that needed it more in a fit of uncharacteristic kindness. I have to wait for her copy to come in so that I can give it to him."

"It's not uncharacteristic for you to be kind," I said, shaking my head. "You're nice a lot, you just get embarrassed about it. You shouldn't though. It's a good thing to be so nice."

"It kind of goes against this whole pompous actor thing I've got going on," he said, laughing to himself. But then he sighed. "That's not helping me any either though."

"Nope," I agreed. "You've got to embrace humility."

"I know," he said. "But acting is way more fun. Tanemon always gets a kick out of it anyway."

"I miss Tanemon too," I said, adding my brother's partner to my mental list of friends. It was always good to find another friend.

"They'll all be here soon, Squirt," Makoto said, rolling his eyes. "Don't worry about it."

"I'm just a little lonely," I admitted, trying to set a good example for him. I could tell the truth without trying to find a bright spin on it. If I could do that, then he could be humble. Neo gave me the Crest of Honesty, after all. Maybe Motimon would digivolve quicker if I was less optimistic and blunter about things. I didn't want to change my entire personality, but maybe I could say how I really felt about things sometimes.

"Kid, here's a Crest," Neo told me. "It's yours now. It's Honesty."

Neo hadn't exactly given me any instructions when he gave me the Crest. But Motimon really wanted to digivolve before Tanemon, so I ought to do that much for him.

"There are lots of people around," Makoto pointed out. He didn't understand what I meant though, and I didn't blame him for that. He was never lonely because he had lots of friends and an infectious personality. I sighed, and he looked a little lost.

We both looked over towards Madlyn when we heard her screaming. Louisa was giving her the present she'd bought for the Secret Santa, and Madlyn was throwing masks and dress up shoes and costumes all over the place in her haste to look at everything all at once. She screamed again and threw herself at Louisa, knocking her off her feet. Louisa crashed to the floor onto the pile of costumes.

I laughed, and held tighter to my present. I needed to find Emiko to give it to her. She was going to be so surprised. I didn't want to leave Makoto alone though, so I made him come with me. He put up a fuss, but I could see right through his acting. He came with me, and I walked right up behind Emiko, who was trying to trick Azura into letting her get at the gingerbread house, but he was too smart for her, and wasn't going to let her go. I cleared my throat and reached out to tap her on the back. She turned around and had to look down, because I was still so short. I was waiting for my growth spurt—which Dad promised I'd get, but I still hadn't.

"What's up?" Emiko asked.

"Happy Secret Santa," I told her. She looked worried for a second, but she took the present, eager to see what it was. She unwrapped it and found a glass container full of dirt. "It's an ant farm!" I told her excitedly.

"Where are the ants?" she wanted to know.

"Oh, well they went missing, because I opened it up. I thought they might need air, but they all decided to go on a journey instead. I don't even know where any of them are, but they might come home still," I said, sheepishly.

"Oh dear lord, a bucket of dirt," Emiko said. She didn't sound very excited, and I thought maybe I did a bad job at picking her present out, and I started to feel really sad. Makoto put his hand on my shoulder though, and pretended to cough and Emiko looked at him. I didn't know what he did, but suddenly Emiko was much more excited. Maybe he told her that he knew where the ants were. "Thanks, kiddo," she said. "It's just what I always needed. Maybe the ants that invade my house every spring will like having a new vacation home, other than my counter."

"Maybe," I said eagerly. "It's really deluxe. Motimon designed it with me."

"It's real...swell," Emiko said, putting a smile on her face.

"It's more than you deserve," Makoto said grumpily. "You tried to trick everyone into giving you presents."

Emiko turned a funny shade of red, and sputtered some excuses before she wandered off, leaving me very confused. Makoto looked to me and told me to follow him, so I did, and he led me over to his friends. He told me to sit down and then he sat down next to me.

"Chika's our friend now," he declared. "She gets to hang out with us."

"She's always been my friend," Aika said reaching out her hand to me. Nikko's eyes lit up and he grinned at me, and Osamu smiled and Hiro nodded his head. They all wanted to be my friend! I was so happy that I started crying.

"What did I say?" Makoto asked, confused again.

"It's okay, Chika," Aika said, patting my back and hugging me. "You're awesome. You deserve lots of friends."

"You also deserve to have the best Secret Santa present of them all, which is why I went back in time to find you a genuine ancient Egyptian artefact from Egypt while they were still making the pyramids," Nikko said, proudly holding out a clay urn. "I filled it with candy, because I know you like that."

"Oh, how cool," I said, opening the urn and looking inside to see hundreds of candy hearts. "I won't eat that candy, because the urn's for dead body parts and that doesn't seem safe. And also, I'm not really interested in ancient Egypt."

"What? No," Nikko said, looking very confused. "I saw your room."

"Oh, I redecorated yesterday, before coming to the party," I explained. I held out my tablet and showed him my new space themed room with a rocket ship bed and constellations mapped out on the ceiling. Mom and Dad both helped me with those, which was really fun. Nikko seemed really shocked by how different my room looked. I thought it was funny. "I really like the present though, because you put so much thought into it, and went to so much trouble."

"We almost died," Makoto grumbled, while I leaned over and kissed Nikko's cheek. Makoto gasped and tried not to growl, and I thought that was pretty funny too. "If you two are gonna date, try not to do stuff in front of me."

"Date?" Nikko said, excitedly. I smiled shyly, and my face flushed. I didn't know where Makoto got that idea, but I had to say that I wasn't entirely opposed to it—even if Makoto was.

Featured Evolution Line: Madlyn: Zerimon—Gummymon—Sistermon Noir—Sistermon Awakened—Cho Hakkaimon—QueenChessmon

Iris and Madlyn: Mastemon (Fusion)