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0hmydekiru · 5 years

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“You’ve always felt like home.” “Don’t you dare throw that snowba-, goddammit!” With Adi and Jamie and maybe a side of Bart and Gigi (like them all as friends?) please!?!?

!!! i am super excited to write this and only hope i can do Gigi justice! it got a little out of hand but i think it's good???

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Gigi belongs to @melyaliz

Adi glanced around out the window of the camp. Adi, Gigi, Bart, and Jaime had been chosen to work undercover in hopes they could discover just what was happening to the teens there as more than a few had turned up missing in the recent months.

Gigi and Adi had already unpacked their things in the room they were given to share in the cabin; there were some rather loud conversations occuring in the boys room making it clear that things were not going as smoothly.

"Oh!! It is raining cotton from the sky!" Adi said gaining Gigi's attention and pulling the boys from their room in concern as they hadn't heard her words, just her voice sounding alarmed. Gigi started laughing at the looks the boys were giving Adi before seeming to understand that there was nothing wrong.

"It's snowing!" Gigi corrected her before starting to hum a song that was vaguely familiar to Jaime but neither Bart or Adi could place it. "Let's go play outside!" Gigi added as she jumped up in excitement.

"We aren't here to play around, Gigi" Jaime said trying to remind her this was a mission but the girl waved him off. Bart looked just as excited as Gigi while Adi looked concerned though over what, he wasn't certain.

"The snow means the team won't be able to reach us. Plus, we are trying to blend in to uncover secrets. We gotta play in the snow." Gigi said in an almost logical way though Jaime still wasn't completely convinced. He allowed himself to be pulled along while reminding Khaji Da to be keeping an eye out for anything suspicious.

Gigi was quick to start teaching Adi the proper way to play in the snow. She directed Adi in making a snow angel before demanding Bart and Jaime help them make a snowman. Soon the quartet was laughing and joking around. Gigi had borrowed Jaime's beanie for the snowman's hat and borrowed the remains of Adi's broken bracelet to be used for the Snowman's face.

Adi was rambling happily about something to Jaime when she was hit by a snowball; Jaime saw it had come from Bart. Adi looked hurt and confused as she did not yet understand but Jaime was quick to point a finger at Bart. “Don’t you dare throw that snowba-, goddammit!” Jaime said when he was hit by two different snowballs.

Gigi was laughing from the opposite side of Jaime from Bart as both had thrown a snowball at him. Jaime quickly started whispering to Adi who straightened as she dove to start making a snowfort for herself and Jaime to use. Gigi and Bart had started making piles of snowballs when Jaime and Adi had been perfecting the snowman.

Jaime joined her in the fort once he had retaliated a few times and they began making their ammunition with the displaced snow from the fort. Jaime started planning strategies quietly aloud and Adi found herself laughing quietly when their shoilders bumped into each other.

"Come on out, you Cowards!" Gigi called to the pair and Bart's loud agreement could be heard in the background. Jaime and Adi share a look before they start grabbing their ammo as they prepare an assault. Silently, they count to three before standing up and throwing their snow at Bart and Gigi.

The snowball fight goes on for what feels like hours until they are all panting for breath and their bodies are shivering from the cold. Bart is practically gushing about the fight to Gigi who is leaning on him from laughing at some of the more exaggerated words.

Adi is beaming while she tries to remove the snow and pine needles from her hair. Bart had tackled her at one point to stuff snow in her face and she had fallen over. She stilled when she felt Jaime grab her shoulder before he directed her to sit on the couch.

Once she sat down, Jaime started helping remove the pine needles while a smile tugged at his lips. "There are so many tangled in" he said barely holding back a laugh. Bart and Gigi could be heard shuffling around in the makeshift kitchen. There was a loud bang before Bart was heard questioning if she knew what she was doing and Gigi's loud reassurance that she knew how to make the best hot cocoa.

"I am thinking of cutting my hair" Adi mentions quietly and she glances up with Jaime stills. "I- i just feel that it might suit me better?" Adi added sounding distinctly anxious as if Jaime's opinion mattered to her a great deal.

"If that's what it takes for you to feel like your own person... to make you feel at home with the team" Jaime said pausing as he pulled a few more pine needles free. "It looks good as it is but I'm sure it will look just as nice if it's shorter." Jaime added not wanting to discourage her if it was what she really wanted to do.

Adi's expression softened and Adi gently grabbed Jaime's free hand before words slipped from her lips accidentally, “You’ve always felt like home.” she looked about to apologize with her face bright red and her eyes avoiding his when Bart came bursting in followed by Gigi carrying mugs.

"Hot cocoa, my recipe!" Gigi exclaimed happily as she handed Adi her mug as Bart handed Jaime his despite Jaime having to all but yank his hand back from Adi's hair qmd hands to actually grab the mug.

Adi carefully took a sip of the brown concoction only to find herself humming happily at the sweet drink. "Delicious!!" Adi told her friend happily and Gigi cheered while Bart snorted mid-swallow leading to hot cocoa shooting out his nostrils. Jaime choked on his cocoa while Adi started laughing almost hard enough to spill.

Bart started complaining while Gigi tried to help him and Jaime bit back a laugh when his eyes met Adi who was still in tears. Jaime found himself rather pleased about being on the mission despite not having found anything yet. Adi looked happier than she had in a long while.

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classysassy9791 · 3 years

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Sometimes its the quieter moments that speak the loudest. A story of love, laughter, and friendship carried through the years during the most wonderful season of all. Full of fluff and Christmas cheer. Interconnecting One-shots.

Fandom: Inuyasha Genre: Romance/Friendship Pairings: InuKag, MirSan, SessKagu Ch. 1 l Ch. 2 l Ch. 3 l Ch. 4 l Ch. 5 l Ch. 6 l Ch. 7 l Ch. 8 l

Chapter 9: The Night Before Christmas Word Count: 2140 Can also be found here

Kagome sipped on her hot cocoa gingerly as she perused the text messages she had received from Inuyasha moments ago. He had sounded upset about something and needed to come over to vent, so after pushing aside her gift wrapping and a quick, ‘See you soon!’, she had meandered into the kitchen to brew a hot pot of water and brought out a plate of cookies she had baked the night before.

Waiting patiently in the kitchen, the low hum of Christmas music playing in the background, she watched as Inuyasha pulled up in his beat-up red Ford truck. She smiled and raised a brow as he killed the engine and got out of the car, slamming the door behind him. His quick walk up to her front door spoke of boiled-over frustration, and she knew he would need a minute to vent.

“Hello, Inuyasha,” she greeted, beaming brightly up at him as she opened the door.

His pinched brows and stiff posture were anything but friendly as he stepped into the foyer, slipping off his boots and hanging his coat on the rack. “Hey,” he grumbled before making his way into the kitchen.

She followed after him as he helped himself to some hot cocoa and cookies, making himself at home as he often did. She leaned up against the counter and let him get settled at the table.

He peered around as he bit off a piece of gingerbread. “Where’s your family?”

“Out Christmas shopping,” she answered, pushing off the counter and taking a seat beside him, glad he was at least being civil this time. Usually, his foul mouth was running before she even greeted him. “Souta needed to buy some thing for his friends, so Mom and Gramps went with and made a day of it.”

Inuyasha hummed with acknowledgement and they sat in silence for a moment, Kagome waiting patiently for him to voice his true reason for visiting. Not that she was complaining - as seeing her boyfriend was always enjoyable regardless of the circumstances.

“Traffic sucked this morning,” he finally grumbled.

Kagome shrugged. “It wasn’t so bad.”

He rolled his eyes. “Keh, were we sitting in the same rush hour? Just because it fucking snows, everybody forgets how to drive!” She cleared her throat, a quick reminder to him regarding his foul mouth. “Sorry,” he off-handedly commented. “Its just that work sucked, and then I get home and nobody had shoveled. At that point it was practically ice! Never let anyone tell you snow is light – they obviously haven’t tried shoveling their driveway.”

She nodded, letting him express his irritation. Souta had been off school because of a snow day, and had spent the morning clearing their driveway, so she had gotten lucky when she came home from class that afternoon. Inuyasha, however, still lived with his father, and although often Toga would pay a neighborhood kid to shovel their driveway while he was at work or holed up in his home office, apparently today he had forgotten and had left Inuyasha to his own devices. Not uncommon for Toga, but still annoying all the same.

“Not to mention, Dad’s been in a foul mood this month because of how cold its been. Our bills are going up because of trying to keep the house warm, and he’s been cranking down the thermostat, so we practically freeze at night.”

“You can borrow my electric blanket,” she offered, knowing how much her boyfriend loved curling beneath it with her on cold winter nights.”

He scoffed. “And get my head chewed off by dad? No thanks.”

She scrunched up her nose at his brash words, but kept her opinions to herself. This was just Inuyasha’s way.

“Then I had to swing by the mall because my snow boots have holes in them and my gloves are falling apart, but of course ever since the day after Thanksgiving, everyone’s on a shopping spree for the holiday rush. I was so fed up with the crowds, I left before I even bought anything.”

Kagome glanced over at the entryway to Inuyasha’s boots, which indeed looked worse for wear. They had to be a few years old, if she remembered correctly, and he was a simple person in the fact he only had perhaps five pairs of shoes at best. Its no wonder they needed replacing.

Inuyasha exhaled deeply and took a long sip of cocoa before cramming a cookie into his mouth. Kagome took this as a sign that he was finished and gave him a smile. “You sure are grumpy for it being the Christmas season,” she pointed out.

“Bah Humbug.”

She chuckled. “Come on,” she said, standing up and placing her empty cocoa mug on the counter. She moved to the entryway and started wrapping her scarf around her neck.

Inuyasha raised a brow. “Where are we going?”

Kagome practically glowed as she smiled. “To bring you some Christmas spirit.”

He rolled his eyes, already used to his girlfriend’s Christmas antics, but didn’t deny her request. Still not really in the mood, he grumpily pulled his jacket back on and slid on his boots that were damp with snow.

She pulled him out into the front yard, breathing in the crisp evening air. A light snowfall had begun only an hour ago, gently beginning to cover the roof eaves with a thin layer of snow.

“Do you want to build a snowman?” she said in a sing-song voice.

He rolled his eyes and stuffed his hands into his pockets, replying with a clipped, “No,” that almost snuffed out her Christmas spirit. But she somehow always knew the way to cheering him up.

They started walking toward the town square, which Inuyasha griped about the whole way. Kagome simply brushed off his complaining. She smiled and tilted her head back, opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue.

Inuyasha shot her an incredulous expression. “What are you doing?”

“Catching snowflakes on my tongue.”

He shook his head. “You’re ridiculous.”

She chuckled. “Hey! It’s harder than it looks.” Her eyes brightened as excitement filled her voice. “I know! Let’s see who can catch the most!”

“No way.”

“Come on, Inuyasha,” she urged, nudging him playfully. “Are you scared I’m going to win?”

And after so many years of knowing her, Inuyasha shouldn’t have been surprised she was able to find his weakness. Challenge him to any competition, and he was sure to get fired up.

“Doubtful,” he replied with a smirk, the frustration and anger he had come storming over with beginning to melt away. “I’ll kick your butt any day.”

He opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue just as she had done moments ago, causing her to laugh with amusement as she mirrored the action. For several minutes, the pair sidestepped each other as they wandered down Main Street – receiving several humorous looks from bystanders – each diving to catch a snowflake, shouting out numbers for each successful attempt.

“Thirty-four!” Inuyasha shouted triumphantly as they neared the enormous Christmas tree in the square.

Kagome moved to catch another one, determined not to lose this particular game, but managed to bump into Inuyasha, sending her off-balance toward a patch of grass and careening backwards into the snow. As soon as she hit the ground, splayed out on her back, she laughed at the silliness of it all.

Her boyfriend towered over her, chuckling at her predicament. “You okay?” he asked, holding out a hand for her to take.

“Snow angels!” she simply responded with a laugh, beginning to move her arms back and forth in the snow.

He rolled his eyes at her childish behavior, but couldn’t deny her infectious energy. He plopped down beside her in the snow-covered lawn and coped her action, waving his arms in the snow, watching as snowflakes fell from the sky, the soft glow of Christmas lights illuminating the town.

After a while, their laughter died down and they laid still. Inuyasha’s arms remained outstretched as he watched his breath puff into the frigid air. The cold of the snow soaked through his clothes, but it felt good as the searing hot anger he felt less than an hour ago dissipated completely.

Kagome suddenly rolled over and tucked herself to his side, leaning over him with a smile. Her eyes were bright, shining from the lights of the tree, snow melting into her raven hair, her cheeks blushed prettily from the cold.

“You’re beautiful, you know that?” Inuyasha murmured, reaching up and tucking a stray piece of hair behind her ear affectionately. And he meant it, in more ways than one.

She tilted her head thoughtfully. “I’ve been told that once or twice,” she teased, leaning down and giving him an Eskimo kiss.

He chuckled. “Let’s head home, you goof.”

He helped her to stand, and the pair locked hands as they ventured back toward her house. As they walked, a couple of kids rushed by them, laughter filling the air, as they carried a brightly painted star. Two townsfolk wearing angel wings and home-made halos sat near a manger, strumming on guitars and singing Christmas songs. And almost on every corner stood a man of faith, murmuring Christmas prayers to each person that walked by.

Kagome sighed deeply, and for once, Inuyasha mimicked the feeling. Ever since his mother’s death, it wasn’t often that Inuyasha felt Christmas spirit. But walking down the snow-covered street, buildings alight with multi-colored bulbs, and festive songs in the air… with the most beautiful woman of all… He couldn’t help but feel a sense of peace settle over him.

It wasn’t long before the pair escaped back into the warmth of Kagome’s home. She disappeared upstairs to fetch Inuyasha an extra set of clothes he had left there a while ago – a pair of sweatpants and his favorite hoodie – and once they were both dry, Inuyasha curled up on the couch in front of the fireplace while Kagome disappeared into the kitchen.

Expecting hot chocolate, Inuyasha was surprised when Kagome returned with a stash of eggnog. “Let’s listen to Christmas albums and get drunk,” she proposed with a grin.

Inuyasha chuckled, unsure how he could love this woman anymore than he already did, as she sat down beside him, pouring them glasses and turning on the stereo, a chorus of Do You Hear What I Hear belting out through the speakers.

He sipped on his eggnog, enjoying the creamy taste hug his throat, as Kagome curled up beside him with a throw over their laps. “You know,” she said off-handedly as they watched the flames curl and sway. “I think the best part about Christmas is that you don’t ever have to grow out of it.”

Amber eyes glinted curiously. “Is that so?”

“Yeah,” she said with a nod. “You don’t have to be a kid to love the mystery of it all. To sing in harmony. To believe in the imaginable.” She pursed her lips thoughtfully, and then, “The heart of Christmas isn’t something tangible. It isn’t found wrapped in presents or on store shelves. It isn’t even found in wonderfully cooked meals.”

He frowned. “But I love Christmas dinner.”

She giggled and slapped him playfully. “I mean, I believe that the heart of Christmas is found in you. And in me.”

For the first time, the unadulterated lingering sadness that had followed Inuyasha around year after year, especially during the holidays, evaporated completely. There would always be a part of him that would miss his mother dearly, but his desperate loneliness that had started upon her death was a little less hopeless. He would always cherish the memories of Christmas morning with his mother – bright eyes, a cup of coffee, eager anticipation, tinkling laughter – but he knew that there was another woman in his life he was making memories with; someone who made him love Christmas again.

Inuyasha leaned down and kissed her, catching her completely unaware, and causing their eggnog to spill. But he kissed her deeply, lovingly, unaware of the song ending and a new one beginning. His fingers curled into her obsidian locks as he held her tight, loving the way her body melted into his.

They inevitably pulled apart, taking shaky, shallow breaths. Kagome looks up at him, her head foggy as she tried to string a thought together. And finally, she found her voice. “Pass me the eggnog.”

Laughing, Inuyasha did as he was told and filled their glasses, receiving a stern scolding from her regarding the mess he made, before she found her place in the crook of his arm again. And as the evening wore on and the eggnog disappeared, he knew years from now they would both be looking back on tonight as a cherished memory.

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