Author: One day late! Sorry! I was a way from my old dinosaur computer and was unable to upload this! Better late than never, right? This takes place during high school! The so cliche Christmas Special, high school edition! Kimiko mentioned is an OC who belongs to thelegendoficarus here on ! You should go read her story, by the way, starring Kimiko! Instead of me usually promoting you guys to leave reviews, I'm promoting her awesome Ouran fanfic, "To Knit a Family."

Happy holidays, everyone!

Tinsel hanging. Tree decorated and lit up. The fresh smell of shaped sugar cookies that just came out of the oven. Lights strung around. It was snowing lightly outside.

Yuki was intensely staring at a piece of paper between customers. She was sitting on her couch, squinting and trying to read the letter. Damn dyslexia is giving her a lot of problems.

"Whatcha reading?" The paper was snatched from Yuki's hands from behind, by none other than Hikaru and Kaoru. Yuki whipped her heads to face them as they read the letter.

"Give it back!" Yuki commanded.

"Who's Kaito?" The twins asked Yuki in unison.

"No one! Just give me the damn letter back!" Yuki barked.

"Is he a secret boyfriend?" The twins teased.

"I'm sorry. I didn't quite catch that." Kyoya's icy voice startled all three of them.

"No! They're just making up crap." Yuki reassured Kyoya.

"No, we're not~" The twins sang merrily. Yuki glared at them.

"Care to explain?"

Yuki hung her head. "Um, well, the thing is..." She turned away and sat stiffly on the couch and kept her head down.

"Is Yuki-chan hiding something?" Hunny suddenly appeared, placing his hands on Yuki's lap and looking up at her face innocently with Mori standing behind him.

"Wah!" Hunny had startled Yuki she threw her head back. Yuki jumped to her feet and immediately backed away from the group. "I'm not hiding anything!"

"Now, now, gentlemen! What's the problem here?" The group had attracted the attention of the King of the host club, Tamaki. Yuki had backed right into him, who he pulled her under his arm, startling her.

"There is no problem!"

"It sounds like to me that Yuki has a secret! Do you not trust us enough to share all of your secrets with us?" Tamaki looked hurt as he strode away from Yuki dramatically. "I thought we were family, Yuki! I cared for you like my own child! I've shared all of my secrets with you! We just want to keep you safe! Off the streets and out of poverty! Let us help you, Yuki! Let us carry your burden!"

The twins had joined Tamaki in dramatic crying.

"We loved you as if you were our real blood sibling, Yuki! Is this what we get? Is this the treatment that we receive? After all we've been through?" The twins added.

Yuki groaned and rolled her eyes.

"Knock it off, guys! Leave Yuki alone! Have some respect for her privacy!" Haruhi scolded, joining the whole group, making it complete.

"Haruhi, you're my savior!" Yuki had started crying dramatically as well as she clung onto Haruhi. Haruhi sighed.

"You still have not told me about your secret affair." Kyoya reminded. Yuki's jaw dropped as she stared at him.

"Stop! Stop! Stop! I'm not having a secret affair with anyone!" Yuki snapped. "I can't tell you guys what's going on because it's a secret! I can't tell anyone! So give me that back!" Yuki grabbed her letter from the twins' clutches and went to her customers.

"She's up to something!"

Yuki walked to her local grocery store after club. She managed to just barely get away from the host club. The sun was setting. Yuki slipped right inside. Right there in the front of the store was a table set up. Next to it was a fake mailbox. There was a few sheets of paper on the table, along with a few pencils.

Little did Yuki know that she was being followed.

Yuki pulled out a stack of papers from her school bag and set it on the table. She also replaced the pencils with freshly sharpened ones. Then, Yuki opened the mailbox and pulled out all of the letters inside it, stuffing them in her school bag before quickly leaving before she could be noticed.

"Go, go, go!"

Yuki was suddenly tackled to the ground by the twins, Hunny, and Mori, who were obeying Tamaki's orders. Yuki let out a scream and slipped away from their grasp and got to her feet.

"What in the bloody hell are you wankers doing?!" Yuki screamed in her accent angrily.

"We could ask you the same." Kyoya countered. Yuki opened her mouth, and then closed it.

"First, how much did you see?"

"We've been following you since club ended."

Yuki face palmed herself.

"Okay. That's everything." Yuki sighed. "My New Year's resolution this year was to make a miracle happen. Something miraculous or big or whatever."

"Yeah, that's great, but we're talking about Christmas." The twins pointed out, deadpanned. Yuki glared evilly.

"I am not finished yet." Yuki hissed. "Listen, I set up a table and fake mailbox in my local grocery store for kids to write letters to Santa Claus. Kids who don't come from the greatest homes who are told that Santa didn't come because he ran out of presents. Everyday, I've been coming here, refilling the paper, resharpening the pencils, and I would take the letters from the mailbox so I can read them. I'm going to grant all of the children's Christmas wishes. And on Christmas, I'm going to deliver all of them."

Tamaki, the twins, and Hunny were all teary eyed. Haruhi rolled her eyes at them.

"That's so touching! So sweet! So selfless!"

"Here's my question: how are you going to afford all of those presents? You have quite a bit of letters today, and I'm assuming that you have been doing this since for a week or so now." Kyoya inquired. Yuki frowned. She opened her mouth, and then closed it.

"Dammit." Yuki stomped her foot down.

"Do not fret!" Tamaki said with a flourish, pulling Yuki under his arm once more. "We'll help you! We'll create a Christmas miracle together! Yuki, you have a heart of gold! Gentlemen, let's open up our checkbooks!"

"A donation?" Kimiko cocked her head to one side the following day at the host club.

"Yeah, Kimi-chan!" Hunny replied happily. Kimiko was one of Hunny and Mori's regulars. "It's Yuki-chan's idea! We're raising money to help underprivileged kids have a great Christmas! So, what do you say, Kimi-chan?" Hunny looked at her with an adorable look on his face.

"I suppose I have something." Kimiko fished through her school bag. She pulled out a good sum of yen and dropped it in the jar at Hunny and Mori's table.

"Yay! Thank you, Kimi-chan!" Hunny happily danced around adorably.

"Can I contribute to the cause in any other way?" Kimiko offered.

"Hey! You're really good at knitting, Kimi-chan! I always like to watch you make the dolls! Can you knit something for them?" Hunny suggested. Kimiko smiled as she got an idea.

"Maybe I can knit them a sweater? I'm not quite sure if they want something else, but I'll think of something! I can also help wrap presents too or something." Kimiko offered.

"Thanks." Mori said to Kimiko. Kimiko smiled brightly, although there was a faint pinkness spreading across her cheeks.

"Here you go, my love." Renge said dramatically to Kyoya as she handed him a check. Kyoya looked up from his computer at the beaming Renge. "I heard about your fundraiser! Don't worry! I'm here to help! Renge to the rescue! I can help raise some more money around here and organize a proper schedule so those monkeys over there can get stuff done!" Renge proposed.

Kyoya brought a hand to his chin as he thought about Renge's proposal.

"I suppose that could work."

"Of course it would! It'll be ten times efficient! I'll work them like dogs! We can make groups that we divide up to get our shopping done! And then we have wrapping teams, and delivering teams! And, I have the cutest elves costumes for them to wear!" Renge explained happily.

"I hope you're not referring to us." The twins spoke up, deadpanned.

"You will do as I say!" Renge hissed, her hair becoming Medusa-like as she chased them around.

Kasanoda donated so much money to the cause for Haruhi. It kind of turned into a competition between Haruhi's regulars, Kasanoda included, and Tamaki. They were just competing for Haruhi's attention and praise, really.

"Kyoya." Yuki groaned. She was lying on his bed, reading a pile of letters as Kyoya worked at his desk.

"Hm?"

"I can't read this damn letter." Yuki grumbled. Kyoya smirked. "Damn dyslexia."

"Give it here." He held out his hand and Yuki placed the letter in it. "I'll read the letters, and you make a list of who wants what." Yuki pulled out a paper and pen. Kyoya scanned the letter.

"Honoka is six, and she wants a dollhouse this year for Christmas."

Kyoya read every letter and told Yuki what to write. They made a long list of every child's name and what they asked for Christmas. Yuki also wrote down their address. That's how she grouped the kids, by neighborhood.

Yuki also wrote out a list of supplies they will need, like how much wrapping paper and tissue and tape. Kyoya had proposed Renge's idea at o Yuki, who agreed. They divided up the host club of who could do what.

For example, Yuki wanted the twins separate, and also separate from Tamaki. Tamaki would work hard to impress Haruhi, so she decided to give them similar jobs. Yuki gave herself the job of wrapping presents with Kaoru, Mori, and Haruhi. The others wouldn't get much done. There were many volunteers and donations from the customers, and Kyoya agreed to selflessly donate some of the host club's profit. Yuki had mocked fainting from shock of Kyoya doing such a nice thing.

The host club decided-sorry, Tamaki decided-to do secret Santa this year. Yuki tried rigging it so she can get Kyoya. But the twins already rigged it. Kyoya caught all three of them and put himself in charge. He decided to have them all draw from a hat. Yuki got Tamaki. She thought he would be easy because she could just buy him something from a commoner's store, but Kyoya pointed out that it wasn't good enough, which made her give him the cold shoulder for a day or two.

And then the shopping day came around. It was the host club, plus Kasanoda, Renge, and Nekozawa, who volunteered. Tamaki insisted they all wore Santa hats. It was a real disaster, really. Yuki and Haruhi were trying to control the chaos, but then Haruhi lost Yuki once she found the food court. The twins were endlessly pranking everyone, until Yuki finally straightened them out at the end of the day. Kimiko had knitted a few sweaters and dolls for the underprivileged children.

Afterwards was wrapping. Yuki gave Tamaki a simple job: put the bow on top of the neatly wrapped presents.

"Look, Haruhi! I'm your Christmas present!" Tamaki said to her when he put a red bow on his head. He looked up at her with an adorable puppy-dog face, begging for her attention.

"Knock it off, sempai! I'm busy wrapping." Haruhi responded.

Yuki tried pulling the same thing on Kyoya, who didn't find it amusing much either.

Yuki was actually very challenged when wrapping presents. She had never done it before. So she was stuck next to Tamaki as they both sulked and put bows on presents.

And the place was covered in mistletoe Yuki had set up. Nobody got any work done because Tamaki and the twins kept trying to kiss Haruhi, and Yuki was trying to kiss Kyoya.

It was the Christmas ball at Ouran Academy, hosted by the host club themselves. Everyone was dressed in a variety of colors, primarily green and red and gold and white. Many ladies came and they admired the sparkling Christmas decorations.

"Ladies, we sincerely thank you all for your wonderful and generous donations to truly make a Christmas miracle happen. You have our gratitudes." Kyoya announced at the top of the stairs. "We'd like to express our appreciation with some gifts for each and every one of you."

Yuki was standing off to the side of the top of the grand staircase, dressed in a tuxedo with her arms crossed, watching the ladies listen to Kyoya with a smirk on her face. And then, she hit a switch on the wall with her hip. And then, the ceiling opened up. Falling from the ceiling were small presents attached to mini parachutes, each one had a name for each girl down below. The girls reached up and caught their presents as they rained down on them gracefully. Luckily, none of the presents got caught in the tinsel or the streamers decorating the ceiling.

The room was filled with squeals of delight and cries of surprise.

"Please enjoy our party and help yourselves to refreshments! Most of the Christmas cookies offered were baked by our own Ikeda Yuki." Kyoya added, looking over at her. Yuki winked at him.

"Don't mind if I do." Yuki said jokingly as she strolled down the steps.

"Ah." Kyoya grabbed her shoulder. "They're for the ladies."

"I'm a lady." Yuki pointed out quietly, yet teasingly. "Have you forgotten?"

"We have tonight. We all have, and you should too." He warned. Yuki rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, yeah." Yuki went to go join the party and dance with the women. "Happy holidays, everyone!"

The hosts spent most of the night doing that. Dancing with the women and entertaining them as usual. Usually during these balls, Yuki and Tamaki were the ones dancing the most with women because Tamaki is the king and Yuki was the best dancer out of all of them.

It rained confetti as Yuki and the twins set off confetti canons and individual cones full of confetti where you pull the string and it flies out. Everything and everyone was covered in a rainbow of glitter.

And Kyoya was unable to stop Yuki from eating a lot of food, but it wasn't like she didn't share. Yuki also swept Haruhi away from Tamaki, as usual, just to tick him off.

But they had a job to do after the party. After the fun and games. After the dancing and music. After the eating and the laughing. After entertaining and pleasing the women.

"Remember! Be quiet! Like a ninja!" Yuki reminded in a hush tone. They were now dressed out of their expensive suits and wore dark clothes.

"We're freezing our asses off." The twins grumbled with their arms crossed. Everyone was shivering. It was the night of Christmas Eve and Yuki had dragged them all with her to the neighborhoods.

"Be quick and you'll warm up! This is nothing! Toughen up cupcakes!" Yuki barked. She also had given them all Santa hats. And they all carried their presents in sacks. But there were cars waiting full of more presents. They had a lot to do in one night.

"Yukkkiiii! It's too cold! Haruhi's going to get frostbite!" Tamaki whined.

"Stop being sissies! Call me if it's an emergency! Let's move out, everyone! Go, go, go!"

Yuki had vanished into the night, heading towards her neighborhood silently.

The host club dropped off the presents on the doorstep of every house they received a letter from. They went from house to house, endlessly running and avoiding night animals.

Tamaki as constantly slipping on ice. Hunny lost his mittens, so he spent a bunch of time, him and Mori, searching for them. The twins got in a snowball fight. It was like taking care of children. Yuki and Haruhi and Mori ended up pulling their weight.

And on Christmas morning, the children all opened their front doors to find a present on their doorstep. All of their reactions were similar: gasps, squeals, screams, cries, all for joy and surprise. And what made it even better is that every single got a response letter from "Santa Claus." It was such a happy Christmas this year. All of their Christmas wishes came true.

"Now if only my Christmas wish would've granted like Cure Flower and I could become a Pretty Cure..." Yuki said tiredly with a yawn as she rubbed her eyes. She rolled over to face Kyoya, who was still asleep. Yuki should still be sleeping now, but she had one last delivery to do.

Yuki climbed out of Kyoya's bed quietly.

"Going somewhere?" Kyoya looked just as tired as Yuki. He sat up and yawned.

"I have my Secret Santa delivery!" Yuki grinned as she approached the door. Kyoya reached for his glasses and put them on. Then he got up out of bed and sluggishly followed Yuki. "No, stop. You're tired. You've been up all night. Go back to bed."

"A proper gentlemen escorts his mistress." Kyoya protested with another yawn. Yuki pulled his glasses off.

"You're not going anywhere but bed. I'll carry you there myself. You're tall, but I'm strong. I'll sling you right over my shoulder." Yuki threatened playfully.

"Give me my glasses back."

Yuki shook her head. "Nope." She smiled and then looked up. "Oh, look! Mistletoe! I wonder how that got there!" Yuki quickly kissed Kyoya on the lips before she left swiftly.

"You still have my glasses!"

"Merry Christmas!" Yuki responded.

"What are you doing here, Yuki? I was having my beauty sleep! But you look like you need it more than I do. You're so hardworking, my daughter dearest! Go rest! Your sacrifice was so heartwarming in this icy winter!" Tamaki dramatically babbled. He was in his pajamas at his mansion. Yuki had woken him up so she can give him his present.

"I'm your Secret Santa!" Yuki announced. Tamaki's eyes lit up like a Christmas tree.

"You are?! Yay!" Tamaki looked at Yuki's empty hands, hoping for a big present. Instead, Yuki went in his bedroom and found his computer. Tamaki frowned. "Um, what are you doing? That's my laptop."

"Giving you your present." Yuki replied. She typed and clicked for a few moments. Tamaki waited patiently, looking over her shoulder, which prompted Yuki to smack him away. Otherwise it would ruin the surprise.

"C'monnnnn!" Tamaki whined.

"Okay, okay. Here you go! Merry Christmas!" Yuki stood up from sitting as his desk and moved out of the way of the screen. On the screen was a video chat. And the person that was on the other end of the video chat was Anne-Sophie de Grantaine, Tamaki's mother.

"Merry Christmas." She greeted with a warm smile. Her eyes were filled with tears threatening to escape. Tamaki was temporarily in shock. He plopped down on the desk chair and stared at the screen. He touched the screen, to see if it was real.

"He says 'Merry Christmas' too!" Yuki said to Tamaki's mother, squeezing in the picture.

"Mother..." Tamaki whispered. He was at a loss of words for once. He just stared at her picture in awe. "H-how?" He asked Yuki.

"I did a thing, then Kyoya did a thing, and then I did another thing and things happened and ta-da!" Yuki explained poorly. "I'll leave you two alone. You guys don't have to worry about a thing. I got it covered. Talk as long as you want! Bye-bye!"

"I thought you were busy with work today." Kyoya was sitting at the dining table with his father, brothers, and sister. He had found an old pair of glasses to replace the ones Yuki had stolen.

"We did, but we received a phone call that reminded us that today is Christmas and we should be spending it as a family. That's what your mother would've wanted anyway." Yoshio replied, sipping his coffee.

"A phone call from who?" Kyoya asked.

"We don't know." Yuuichi answered.

"Must be a Christmas angel." Fuyumi joked. She winked at her baby brother.

"Why is there mistletoe all over the place?" Akito questioned Kyoya. Kyoya internally scowled at Yuki, who wasn't there.

"There wasn't any other decorations." Kyoya lied.

Yuki did return that day, but she remained in her room to allow Kyoya to spend time with his family. Her room was packed to the ceiling of Christmas presents. And they were all from Kyoya.

Yuki did come out to cook a Christmas dinner for them.

"I'd like my glasses back." Kyoya murmured to Yuki as she served him his appetizer. Yuki smirked and pretended she did not hear anything. They're supposed to act as servant and master around Kyoya's family, except around Fuyumi and especially around Akito's watchful eyes.

"Yuki." Kyoya tried once more when she served the main course.

"My room is stuffed with presents." Yuki informed Kyoya softly.

"Merry Christmas." Kyoya smiled at her.

"Were you my secret Santa?"

"I might've."

"Did you rig it?"

"I might've." Kyoya looked smug.

"Well, thank you. I love them all." Yuki dropped Kyoya's glasses on his lap and retreated into the kitchen.

And at the end of the day, Kyoya went back to his room to find a painting waiting in there for him. The painting looked almost like a photograph, it was so realistic. It was of the host club, all of the members including Kyoya and Yuki. And they were smiling and laughing as usual, all gathered inside Music Room Three.

"Merry Christmas." Yuki repeated as she stood in the doorway. Kyoya turned around to face his girlfriend, who was smirking.

"Did you paint this?" He asked her as he delicately stroked the painting, testing it's reality.

"Gotta do something in my free time when I'm not dancing. It takes my mind off things." Yuki explained. "I'm just full of surprises."

"It's excellent. A really beautiful piece of art..." Kyoya murmured. "I wish I got you something more compared to this..." Yuki laughed.

"No way! You got me so many things!" Yuki reassured.

"You don't like my presents?"

"No! I mean, no, you're wrong. Yes, I love them!" Yuki cried. "I need to properly thank you." Yuki walked up to Kyoya smiling. "Thank you." Yuki murmured. She looked up at the ceiling. "Oh, look! Mistletoe. I wonder how that got there." Yuki said innocently. She kissed Kyoya once more, which he returned.

Yuki abruptly stopped and frowned almost seconds after their lips met. A look of realization came across her face as her jaw dropped.

"What's wrong?" Kyoya asked, startled by her sudden movement.

"I forgot! The season premier of Doctor Who is on!" Yuki screamed. She ran out of Kyoya's bedroom and towards her own.

There was a sign placed on Yuki's door. It said, "Gone for the Winter." And below it, in parentheses, (Secretly mourning Matt Smith's death).