Mistletoe
Title: Mistletoe
Pairing: Ryutaro x oc
Rating: PG-13
Author: fujikawarinfr
Genre: Romance
AN: - i'm sorry if it's fail DX
- I only own the plot
- I'm sorry if there're grammatically wrong..
- The idea was from JB's Mistletoe
yo minna.... it's like years i havent post any fic on LJ LOL.. after long time, finally i made a new fic yeey~ but i think it's fail :s so yeah.. please do read it and put ur comment XD
It’s Christmas again, a wonderful season all over the world. I always love this time, but I guess not just me. The Christmas spirit is spread around, season of joy, the most beautiful time of the year. We’re having a Christmas gathering at Keito’s home, all the members and friends are invited, it’s a perfect moment to share Christmas spirit.
You can see people are smiling at each other, children are playing in the winter snow, adults too, chestnuts roasting, everyone is gathering around the fire, not just because they’re chilling, but because of the Christmas warmth we share. I should be playing with my friends in the snow now, or be a helping hand around the kitchen, or cheering with the others by the fireplace, not missing out the holiday, but all that I do is just standing by the window, I can’t stop staring at her.
“Ryu, let’s have some snowball battle outside,” asks Yuto to me, “It’s gonna be fun, man!”
“Nah.. I’ll pass this time. I’m enjoying myself here,” I wink at Rin’s to tell Yuto that she’s the reason why I’m staying inside.
“Aa… I understand, Rinchan ne… I would do the same if I were you,” he winks at me back and leaves to the yard.
It’s not her clothes, a pair of blue jeans and white sweater, or her pretty face that is carved perfectly by the Creator, or even her beautiful smile that has been widely decorated the room since morning, no, not all of those physically seen things. It’s the feeling that I get every time I look at her, the warmth that I feel when she’s near, the rumbling stomach when she smiles at me, the can hardly breath and rapid heartbeat when her hands in mine, and who I am when she’s with me. The feeling that I wouldn’t trade with anything in this world.
She’s laughing cheerfully over some jokes told by Hikaru, the clown, look how cute she is under her wooly hat. Does she know that I like it? Her blushing cheeks tell that she feels warm under the cold air here, the smile and laughter tell that she’s happy, does she know that I like it too?
I still remember our Christmas last year, what I felt that time, and it hasn’t been less yet grown warmer than before. Like the wise men followed the star, I also followed my heart that led me to my miracle. Santa gave what I wished for last year, and this year, I don’t ask for anything but the miracle to stay still and never go away. Guess that it’s a big wish to be listed, but that’s what I’m asking for this year.
I glance outside the window, my friends are throwing snow balls at each other, they look so much fun, maybe I should join them, but my feet can’t move, because all my senses told me to stay put. The fun scene outside can’t attract me to come over, but what I have inside has led me to my miracle.
I can’t stop staring at her, the decorations and scenery have been blurred by her. I’m completely blinded by the snow angel in front of me. Does she know that I’m in love all over again?
I’m standing under the mistletoe, and all that I ever want is to have her right next to me here, under the mistletoe. To feel her warmth in mine, kiss her under the mistletoe.
But then, as she could listen to my heart, our eyes meet and she smiles at me. Instantly, like it has been programmed, my smile greets hers and she’s walking across the room, to me. My hand, magnetically, reaches for her, and just like the southern pole attracting the northern, her hand welcomes my call.
“Hello, stranger… “ she said.
“Hello, angel… “
“Were you stalking me?”
“Yes, I was, I’m your biggest fan.”
“Ooohh… I have a fan now?”
“Yeah.. and you have to live with it..”
“Should I get a bodyguard for this?”
“Nah… you shouldn’t, because this stalker will make sure that no one else comes hurting his idol.”
“Hmm… in that case, this stalker can’t be called as a stalker then…”
“Oh really…. What should he be called then?”
“A stalky-guard….”
Hahahahahahahahahahahahaa We laugh together, what a funny made-up name it was.
“I’m fine with any name, as long as I’m the only stalky-guard that you have.”
“Well, my brothers are also my stalky-guards though, so I guess we should make up a new name for this fan.”
“What suits him best then?”
“Ehm, this fan is my guardian angel.. How’s that?”
“Guardian angel? I like that…”
“Okay then, and so be it…. My guardian angel…”
“Guarding an angel…..”
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(c)fujikawarinfr
I posted my Xmas fic today since I dont think I can post it on 25 Dec :s