Not a star
Title: Not a star
Chapter: One-shot
Author: kiroyo
Genre: Humour, Fluff
Warnings: Zilch
Disclaimer: I own no one!
Rating: PG13
Pairing: Maya x Aiji
Synopsis: Christmas is nearing...
Comments: Comments make me happy, like little bits of candy :3
As that day grew nearer, Aiji's nerves grow nearer to hitting the roof as well.
He turned around for the umpteenth time that day, to see his only other band mate bouncing off the walls of their studio, sticking shiny things here and there and humming merrily to himself. Aiji slapped his palm against his forehead. "For the hundredth time, calm down Maya. There's still like, I don't know 5 days to go to whatever?"
The said person spun around, mouth agape with a horrified expression on his face. "Aiji!? There's only 3 days left to Christmas and Christmas is so not whatever!" Maya wailed, dropping all the sparkly trinkets in his hands before he stormed out, leaving Aiji alone in the studio which was scattered with all kind of ornaments imagined.
Aiji sighed, running his fingers through his hair. It was completely understandable that Maya would be riled up for Christmas as that man was practically a kid himself, but this year he seemed to be going way over the top. Maya insisted on decorating not just the studio, but the entire recording company on his own and forbade any of the staff from helping him out. This year, all they were responsible for was to point at any of the alternatives when Maya ran up to them, huffing and puffing, holding 2 or more decorations in his hands. Maya even tried to do up the entrance of the building too, but he was stopped when clusters of fangirls started spawning in the vicinity.
Glancing at the clock on the wall, Aiji decided to head home seeing that he could not get any more done for the night. Not to mention, he was handling twice the workload this festive season for reasons everyone knew why.
After toeing off his boots, he made his way to his bedroom and collapsed onto the comfort of his bed, allowing slumber to take over him.
The next thing Aiji knew when he woke up was that it was the most dreaded day. He had been in comatose for more than 2 days, which should rightfully recharge his energy level and chase away his fatigue. He patted himself on the shoulder before the mirror and told himself that all he had to do today was to survive this 24 hours before everything would go back to normal, well, for about a year that is.
When Aiji swung open the door to the studio, multiple light rays from everywhere sprung into his eyes so hard he cursed and had to step back out of the door for a moment. What the hell had Maya done!? Aiji groaned and carefully pushed open the door again, this time slowly opening his eyes to adjust to the light.
Hundreds or maybe thousands of decorations of all sorts, ribbons, streamers, mini snow mans, etc etc, giant chupa chups… were all over the place. Aiji had to roll his eyes at the last one. It was after all a Christmas tradition at their company that the tree would not be topped by a star, but by that thing. He looked around the room, surprised that his paper work were miraculously still where he had left them. All the decorations were more than done up, but where was the person behind this mess work?
He entered the studio, calling out to Maya as he did so. When he reached the far end of the studio where the tree was though, Aiji's eyes widened.
His eyes took in the giant lollipop on top (which was strawberry & cream flavor this year), as he trailed down the tree, there laid Maya on the floor beneath it, surrounded by various colourful parcels all around him.
"Aiji!" Maya squeaked, waving his hand to motion Aiji towards him, "Merry Christmas!" he grinned, "Come here to collect your present!"
Aiji blinked. Tree. Maya. Floor. Present?
His feet moved forward of its own accord, and kneeled down next to Maya.
"Present huh?"
He looked down at his band mate who was still on the ground, and noticed a huge silver bow on his flaming orange head. So, present.
"Yep!" Maya inched himself out from beneath the tree and propped himself up to sit cross-legged in front of Aiji. He wound his arms around the shorter man and brought their faces close, planting a small kiss on his lips. "Merry Christmas Aiji" Maya breathed against the other's lips which now formed a silent "o".
Aiji smiled in response, nodding slowly as he finally understood the whole rationale behind Maya's erratic behaviour and the ridiculous embellishments. "Merry Christmas Maya," Aiji wished back, looking at the other who was positively glowing with Christmas joy and newfound happiness. Maya glanced up to the ceiling for a second, then down again back at Aiji, and giggled. Aiji tilted his head quizzically to the side and looked up at the ceiling too. His eyes widening in surprise again.
The entire ceiling of the studio was shrouded with white berries and yellowish-green leaves.
Maya giggled again, scooting himself closer and tightening his hold around Aiji's neck, and whispered huskily against the shell of his ear, "Looks like we'll be in here for awhile huh?"
For the first time in his life, Aiji thought that he might grow to like Christmas, before his mind short circuited and blacked out again as the pair of strawberry pink lips met his once more.