Good Morning/Evening/Whathaveyou,
Chapter Four has been written. Have a good night!
Title: Silent Challenges
Series: Chapter Four, 598 words
Pairing/Character: Mori & Haruhi
Rating: T
Summary: "The multi-colored lights of the tree reflected off of their skin, covering everyone in a festive, holiday glow.."
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morixharuhiLink to FF.Net The multi-colored lights of the tree reflected off of their skin, covering everyone in a festive, holiday glow. It was Christmas Eve, and save for one Takashi Morinozuka, everyone was gathered at the Suoh's second mansion for an evening of Christmas cheer. Having invaded the foyer and living areas, Tamaki had made certain to have his way with the home. He wanted to bring a familial element of holiday warmth that he was sure not everyone who worked within the mansion had known.
"In France, the entire Christmas month is beautiful!" Tamaki gushed, "Everywhere you go, the towns and the cities are lit up. People are generous to one another, and children leave their shoes by the fireplace, where they are left gifts by Pere Noel…"
For once, Tamaki's zeal was not lost on his friends, as this idea of Christmas differed drastically from the sort they had grown up with. Even Kyoya, who was aware of his friend's traditions, had put away his pen in favor of listening to Tamaki entirely.
"There are carolers everywhere, too. My mother loves to sing, but winter time isn't very agreeable with her, so we mainly spent our time together, singing the hymns right at home. If we were all in France tonight, Christmas Eve, then we would go to a midnight Mass, then come home to le reveillon: an enormous late-night feast!"
Tamaki sighed. "It would be wonderful to have another Christmas in France. At the very least, I'd like to see both my parents and my grandmother all around a kotatsu…"
"Aw, it's okay, Tama-Chan! Give it time, and I'm sure both will happen someday."
With his persevering remark, Huni abandoned his tree decorating duties and rounded a corner.
"Look, Tama-Chan! I brought presents, so if you want, we can have le reveillon a little early."
Bounding across the room, Huni began handing white and red boxes to each of his friends; the contents being monogrammed cakes. Accompanying the desserts were small golden spoons, each with a familiar bunny etched onto it.
"Wow, Senpai," Hikaru reveled, "These are almost too pretty to eat!"
"But you have to! I made sure each of you got your favorite!"
Grabbing himself a box, Huni settled down next to Haruhi, who was readying to open her own. Lifting the lid, she found a small velvet pouch seated to the side of a rather decadent piece of strawberry cheesecake. Certain that no one else's treat came with such a thing, she was unsure whether or not to take the pouch out. She opted to open it quietly, instead.
Inside laid a silver necklace, adorned by a single dove. Alongside the necklace was a piece of paper.
See you soon.
Takashi.
The singing came soft from beneath the woven grass roof, where no more than a dozen men, women and children sat in the candlelight, whispering their hymns.
Standing outside of the home was Takashi Morinozuka. Sighing deeply, he attempted to find the happy medium between moderate comfort and extreme vigilance. Hoping for an uneventful, peaceful night, he listened to the voices coming from inside. In the morning these people would leave behind the only place they had ever called home, replacing it with a new one; and Takashi would help lead them there.
Shoving his hands in his pockets, he thought of his own loved ones while gripping onto a small golden spoon. He tried to imagine what sort of evening they were having, and hoped that they were wishing he could have been there.
Takashi glanced up at the sky.
"Merry Christmas."