((each part is a different ship/couple I love))
Blade snuck into The Cave. Her steps were silent as she adjusted the bag over her shoulder. The clock that read 3:23 A.M on the wall, even seemed to sleepily drag on.
Slowly she she tip-toed to the stockings and dropped a small present in each one labeled with her teammates names.
A smile painted her lips as she turned to the hallway. Quietly she walked towards her destination, but stopped as a small figure stood in her path.
"S-santa?" The black-haired girl muttered still trying to rid the sleep from her eyes.
Blade stood shocked, her eyes wide, her voice wordless, finally she squeeked,"Yes, it's me, Santa, little Melissa."
"But you're a girl.." Mel clearly was still stuck in a dreamy sleep.
"You see, little one, all people think San-.. er.. I'm a jolly, white-bearded, old man, but I'm a lady."
"But Santa, you're suppose to be fat!"
I spike of annoyance jabbed at her,"I went on a diet! Now get to kitanda litte one before I put wewe on the naughty list!"
"Okay, Santa." Mel hugged Blade's legs before walking into her room.
Relief flooded over Blade as she placed a present before each room's door. Soon she was finished and stood in front of her door and gazed at each present, red, orange, green, purple, all the colors with different bows caressing each box. No one would know. No one needed to. Blade dropped the bag on the floor and it sounded a thump.
"Hmmm?" She peered down and reached inside and removed the box, a medium-sized, peircing blue, one. Smiling she read the name,"Terror." Her fingers traced the name trying to hold back tears of longing. Not seeing him for awhile had taken it's toll, but she still loved him. Placing her hand on the door knob she sighed before entering. Blade threw the box gently on her kitanda and walked to the window. It was open.. why?
Leaning her head out, she let the salty air brush her cheeks. So Lost in the feeling, she yelped as two hands wrapped around her waist. Blade turned, ready to give the intruder a peice of her mind but her words clogged in her throat and a red blush glowed on her face.
"Surprised?" The demon smirked softly.
"T-Terror?" Her hand traced his face to prove to herself he was real.
"I'm real.." He laughed as he gazed at Blade, she was in a mid-thigh strapless red dress, white fluff trimmed the juu and bottoms and a black ukanda rounded her waist with a jet black bow in the middle, she had black boots that came to her knees, and a santa hat that topped her head,"You're way zaidi goregous than the Santa I'm used to." He pulled her closer.
Blade's blush radiated off of her face,"Thanks.. but.. you.. me... here?" Her words struggled to get out but failed.
"Shh... I owe wewe so much, I know, but first..." He looked up and Blade copied.
"Terror I l-" She swallowed her words as he cupped her face and kissed her. She was utterly lost, she swore she felt like she was melting, his warm embrace heated her in the cold room. Blade's fingers Tangled in his hair as his moved to her sides. Her attempt to pull back and swali him was gone as his tongue lingered in her mouth; exploring every inch of the moist cavern. Terror broke away and stared at her his eyes blazing,"Merry Christmas, Blade. I upendo you."