[fic] TGZ: 12 Days of Christmas
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ysabet: Oh, remember Kaito kissing the ninja? I put that back in, moving it from the end of the chapter.
ickaimp: ...Wait, isn't the gay cousin the ninja?
ysabet: Yup.
ickaimp: Yes! Ha!
Good Idea: Putting Ferret!Crack on the ferrets so I can clip their toenails without protest while they lick every molecule up.
Bad Idea: Spilling Ferret!Crack on me. The ferrets luuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurve me. ~_~
The Twelve Days of Christmas
By Icka! M. Chif
On the Twelfth Day before Christmas, they pulled the box of Christmas ornaments and decorations down from the attic. Mum was like a drill sergeant, having a battle plan to decorate the house and woe to those who might lollygag or attempt to duck out of decorating duty.
Kaito was a Magician. He had mastered rope tricks about the same time most kids learned to tie their shoes properly. Evasion tricks were his secret speciality, escaping from impossible situations, usually while bound, blindfolded and sometimes gagged. Complex knots and handcuffs opened for him with a roll of his wrists. He was put in charge of untangling the strands of sparkling holiday lights.
The third time Saguru had come to his rescue and gotten him free of the lights, the detective had smirklingly threatened to decorate him instead of the tree. Kaito thought it was partially unfair. There was no way the lights should have gotten so tangled up in just a year. Well, two. Mum had been in Japan last year. He'd seen how obsessive compulsive Saguru was when packing things away.
And somehow, all Saguru had to do was seemingly touch the lights and they fell away in nice neat little circles. Kaito still wondered if Saguru had some sort of neatness freak factor that made messy tangles just fall apart neatly.
If he did, it was that express ability Mum wanted Saguru to use to place decorations symmetrically on the tree.
But they'd let him literally scale the walls to place decorations in high places without a ladder, so it all worked out.
On the Eleventh Day before Christmas, Kaito and Hirokini called up Uncle Eroica and sang bawdy and twisted holiday songs.
The art thief was appreciative. Saguru was not.
Saguru also wanted to know what he was giving Auntie Kitty for the holidays. Kaito refused to tell him, which sent Saguru into a temporary snit, muttering about stolen gems.
Kaito thought that was mightily tacky of Saguru.
You never gave another Kaitou gems unless you knew that no one was going to be able to track them as stolen. Using friends as pawn shops for jewels just was not done.
He'd sent her a holiday card instead with a coupon for a day at the spa.
He and Hirokini had specifically hacked the spa's database just for her. After all, what good was being a thief if you couldn't steal your fellow felons a holiday gift?
On the Tenth Day before Christmas, he helped Saguru hunt down several suspects on a case. Everyone hated cases during the Holidays and petty crimes like shoplifting seemed to suddenly increase.
Unfortunately, this time the chase lead to someone being pushed off off a bridge. Kaito did the first thing he could think of, a tossing out a line of knotted silk scarves. And miraculously, perhaps magically, it worked, the leading scarf had wrapped around the guys wrist, the man grabbing the scarves like a life line.
Saguru and the officers had been impressed as they'd helped to haul the unfortunate person in. Kaito had smiled and shook of their praise uneasily before wandering off to sit in the shadows by himself for a while.
He'd only had a few scarves up his sleeve, not a rope length of them. The Kaitou Kid was the one who did three impossible things before breakfast, not Kuroba Kaito.
As the panic faded and logic returned, he found himself wondering just how long he'd been doing things like this and if this was the first time he'd actually realised what he'd done instead of being distracted by other things going on.
By the time Saguru eventually found him he had sufficient control over his expressions again. The detective kept him close for the rest of the day anyway.
On the Ninth Day before Christmas, Hakuba and Saguru each received a package in the post.
They were from Kudo Yusaku and his wife. Curious as to what they could be, they'd torn open the packages to find Publisher's Proofs of the latest Night Baron book inside. Each book was personalised and autographed by Kudo-sensei, with a note thanking them for their help.
Curious and wary, they'd each retreated to a different part of the house to read their copies.
Only to meet up with each other about midway through the book, mutual thoughts of homicide on their minds.
The Kaitou Kid wasn't in the book. However, there were two side characters, a Mr. Black and a Mr. White, who appeared to be in an ambiguous relationship. Mr. Black had dark hair and was a person of questionable skills who worked with/for/under Mr. White, an information broker with pale hair.
Hirokini-kun had helpfully added that rumour of the characters had reached the internet and female fans of the Night Baron books were already squealing in delight.
The books were quickly finished and revenge plotted out.
Then delayed until after the New Years.
The Kudo couple would probably be hard pressed to figure out why the publishers they were usually hiding from suddenly knew where they were at all times after the first of the new year. Kaito wished them a peaceful Christmas, it was the last bit of peace they were going to get for a while.
On the Eighth Day before Chirstmas, Saguru informed him that he could not go around asking people 'Cake or Death'. Especially around the holidays when everyone was stressed out.
Kaito countered with he had more than three cakes. Which he did. He also had a large mallet on the cart as well, just in case. It never hurt to be prepared.
Saguru groaned and proclaimed he was never ever allowing Mum to educate Kaito in British history again. And certainly not by showing him 'Black Adder' or 'Eddie Izzard'.
On the Seventh Day before Christmas, both he and Saguru were forced to attend some sort of Upper Class Holiday party by Uncle Dorian. Uncle Dorian had also gleefully dressed them for the occasion. Saguru had been put in a cut away tuxedo with tails, a style more appropriate for a hundred years prior but still classy. It definitely made him stand out.
Kaito had been put in a black version of his Kaitou Kid suit. There was even a monocle. He wasn't nearly as amused as he should have been and refused to wear the monocle. However, kept the gloves and Saguru kept a close eye on him. There were quite a lot of sparkling jewels around.
--in his defence, he didn't take any, but he did swap various pieces around, the wearers none the wiser.
The highlight of the evening had been Sir Integra Hellsing, a pale cold woman with an icy gaze who didn't appear to be happy to be there. She'd set his instincts screaming, raising the hairs on the back of his head. But not nearly as much as her subordinate, a busty blond haired woman with red eyes in a blue uniform had. He'd physically hidden behind Saguru when she'd passed them on her way to giving Sir Integra a message.
Kaito had watched as the the blond talked briefly to Sir Integra. Saguru, paying attention to his particular set of instincts, had watched a dark haired guy panic and attempt to run.
Only to have the busty blond suddenly intercept the runner. She'd crossed the room in less than a blink of an eye. Kaito had seen a brief flash of a gun barrel, then the runner dissolved into a pile of dust and ash.
Saguru had grabbed Kaito's hand, fingers clenching Kaito's so hard he'd sworn that he'd have bruises come morning, blue eyes staring at where a man had been a moment ago. The busty blond saluted at her superior, then disappeared. Sir Integra left shortly there after, puffing on a slender cigar despite the no smoking rules.
No one had seen anything. Or if they had, their minds had dismissed it. People didn't turn to dust when killed.
People weren't shot dead in the middle of high class holiday gatherings.
Therefore, no one had seen anything.
Kaito had unintrusively clung back to Saguru, whispering at him not to logic it away, not to dismiss what he had seen as the facts. After all, Kaito had seen it too.
Kaito had also spent years searching for a jewel that caused immortality. It had existed.
So this could exist too. No matter how frightening the thought was.
On the Sixth Day before Christmas, Kaito attempted to find out what everyone was getting for Christmas as Saguru attempted to wrap presents. Saguru was a better gift wrapper than Mum --that neat freak factor again-- so she usually gave him gifts in taped boxes to wrap for her.
This involved sneaking around the house to discover all the places Saguru and Mum had hidden gifts.
Get dragged out Saguru's wardrobe and shoved out of the room.
Climb outside to peer into room from window ledge.
Get locked into his room for pulling such a stupid stunt.
Cunningly distract Saguru out of his room with plate of cookies stolen from downstairs where Mum was baking.
Get dragged out from under Saguru's bed and shoved out of the room.
Stare at Mum make chocolate chip cookies until realisation that she was doing this as a distraction so Saguru could wrap her gifts sinks in, sneak upstairs to invade Saguru's room.
Get dragged off Saguru's celing and shoved out of the room.
-Kaito spent a good portion of the day locked in the mews with Watson, because Mum would kill him if he damaged the hawk's housing to escape.
The hawk said several unkind things to him about sharing her space.
On the Fifth Day before Christmas, Saguru's Dad showed up unannounced, as a present to both himself and his wife. Mum was thrilled. Kaito hid. This time not in any celling corners where he would be spotted by the jolly laughing man.
Saguru's Dad also brought a bunch of mistletoe as a Christmas Present that Koizumi had specifically given him to give to them.
Both he and Saguru quickly decided to have nothing to do with it. The logical detective may not have believed in sorcery, but he was wary enough of it's effects.
Kaito just knew better.
On the Fourth Day before Christmas, they found out exactly what kind of spell Koizumi had put on the mistletoe.
From the way that Mum and Hakuba's Dad were making out on the sofa, the odds of it being a high level lust spell were pretty much certain.
Saguru declared he was blind and shuddered the rest of the day every time he glanced towards the living room. Kaito couldn't blame him. That was one scene he could have lived the rest of his life without seeing. He also couldn't blame Saguru for wanting the sofa steam cleaned before he sat on it again.
Kaito had to give them points for throwing distance. The range on the clothes tossed about the room had been impressive.
As Saguru walked up stairs muttering about gouging out his eyes with various blunt objects, Kaito pulled out his mobile phone and took a picture, one feminine leg showing above the couch, one very large pair of men's underwear prominently showed.
Which he then e-mailed to Koizumi without Hirokini's help, with the message that Saguru's Mum and Dad enjoyed her gift immensely. There were some things he didn't feel right showing the young AI.
On the Third Day before Christmas, Saguru greeted him at the breakfast table with a whack up side the head with a bundle of folded up newspaper. When he mutely protested innocence to the swat, the detective had unfolded the papers and shown both he and Mum the headlines on two of the London Papers.
The Kaitou Kid had broken into the Queen's sleeping chambers.
And left a Christmas card.
Scotland Yard, the Guards and all the various law enforcement officials were in an uproar over it. There had been no evidence of the kaitou's entrance or exit, no witnesses, nor any indication of anything missing. Just the card miraculously appearing on the Queen Mum's night table.
The prank had also somehow been smuggled to the associated press, there had yet to be any official word from her Royal Highness.
Kaito smiled and helped himself to another sausage as Saguru, his Dad and Mum debated the display of devilment.
Later that day, after Saguru had gone through several hours on the phone calming various law enforcement down, he found his cellphone had been reprogrammed to play 'God Save the Queen' as the ring tone with a Union Jack as the background. He tried all day to change it back with no success.
On the Day before Christmas, they attended Midnight Mass. Kaito had never been in a church before. He'd attended a few Western style weddings before, but that was the extent of his introduction to Christianity.
The stained glass, the carvings and the statuary were beautifully made, but the expressions on some of the statues faces were a little confusing. With the exception of the Mother statue, they all seemed to be either highly constipated or in the process of rolling their eyes. The bloody tortured guy on the cross didn't help the festive mood much.
The stand up, sit down, rah-rah-rah didn't make much sense either, but from the whispered comments Saguru made when the mass of people weren't silent to listen to the guy wearing an embroidered dress in the front talk or singing, the detective explained it was the birthday of the bloody tortured guy on the cross, named Jesus Christ.
Kaito thought that they would have let the poor guy have the day off for his birthday and taken him down. But it made him especially leery when they got to the ‘this is my blood and this is my body’ part, because the guy was skinny enough as it was without carving him up for snacks.
Saguru and his father looked mostly bored during the service, but Mum had sort of a tranquil glow around her, like the rituals brought her peace, which he figured was the point of it. People needed to believe in something greater than themselves sometimes.
So he amused himself by naming off various gods –-Bishamonten, Guardian of the Divine Treasure House-- and figuring the best way to break in and steal the candleholders. At least until Saguru told him not to take anything from the offering plate that was passed around.
Then he planned pranks to pull on the detective.
On Christmas Morning, Mum assigned Kaito the task of waking Saguru up after Kaito had finished taking care of his doves and the detective still hadn't risen. Animal tending took precedence, even on a major holiday.
Saguru grumbled, sluggishly refusing to leave his bed and function after less than six hours of sleep. After repeated jabs and off key carols, the detective finally mumbled into his pillow that he was up.
Kaito pulled back the covers and checked. Parts of the blond certainly were anyway, which he cheerfully informed Saguru.
He'd never seen anyone fall out of bed so fast before. The bellow that followed Kaito as he quickly fled out the door had been impressive too.
He'd stayed out of the way as Saguru had made his way down stairs and to take care of Watson's food, the two of them intending to take the Sparrow hawk flying later, after gifts and the holiday festivities mellowed some.
Saguru had come back in, only a few minutes later as Kaito was warming his hands around a mug of tea, a perplexed expression on the detective's face.
"Kaito? You wouldn't happen to know why is Watson -eating- a Partridge in a Pear Tree, would you?"
-fin-
The gift wrapping with Kaito was inspired by How To Wrap A Gift (With Help From Your Furry Friend...)
The part about Midnight Mass is not intended to insult anyone, it is intended to be the viewpoint of someone walking into a Roman Catholic/Anglican/Christian Church for the first time.
The rest of the fic was done a month ago, we’ve been sweating over that damn section, trying to figure out how to avoid the possiblity of insulting anyone before giving up and letting Chibi-Kaito do what he wanted.
-Except steal out of the offering tray.
BTW? Saint Nicholas –is- the Patron Saint of Thieves. >D
ysabet: Oh, remember Kaito kissing the ninja? I put that back in, moving it from the end of the chapter.ickaimp: ...Wait, isn't the gay cousin the ninja?ysabet: Yup.ickaimp: Yes! Ha!Good Idea: Putting Ferret!Crack on the ferrets so I can clip their toenails without protest while they lick every molecule up.
Bad Idea: Spilling Ferret!Crack on me. The ferrets luuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurve me. ~_~
The Twelve Days of Christmas
By Icka! M. Chif
On the Twelfth Day before Christmas, they pulled the box of Christmas ornaments and decorations down from the attic. Mum was like a drill sergeant, having a battle plan to decorate the house and woe to those who might lollygag or attempt to duck out of decorating duty.
Kaito was a Magician. He had mastered rope tricks about the same time most kids learned to tie their shoes properly. Evasion tricks were his secret speciality, escaping from impossible situations, usually while bound, blindfolded and sometimes gagged. Complex knots and handcuffs opened for him with a roll of his wrists. He was put in charge of untangling the strands of sparkling holiday lights.
The third time Saguru had come to his rescue and gotten him free of the lights, the detective had smirklingly threatened to decorate him instead of the tree. Kaito thought it was partially unfair. There was no way the lights should have gotten so tangled up in just a year. Well, two. Mum had been in Japan last year. He'd seen how obsessive compulsive Saguru was when packing things away.
And somehow, all Saguru had to do was seemingly touch the lights and they fell away in nice neat little circles. Kaito still wondered if Saguru had some sort of neatness freak factor that made messy tangles just fall apart neatly.
If he did, it was that express ability Mum wanted Saguru to use to place decorations symmetrically on the tree.
But they'd let him literally scale the walls to place decorations in high places without a ladder, so it all worked out.
On the Eleventh Day before Christmas, Kaito and Hirokini called up Uncle Eroica and sang bawdy and twisted holiday songs.
The art thief was appreciative. Saguru was not.
Saguru also wanted to know what he was giving Auntie Kitty for the holidays. Kaito refused to tell him, which sent Saguru into a temporary snit, muttering about stolen gems.
Kaito thought that was mightily tacky of Saguru.
You never gave another Kaitou gems unless you knew that no one was going to be able to track them as stolen. Using friends as pawn shops for jewels just was not done.
He'd sent her a holiday card instead with a coupon for a day at the spa.
He and Hirokini had specifically hacked the spa's database just for her. After all, what good was being a thief if you couldn't steal your fellow felons a holiday gift?
On the Tenth Day before Christmas, he helped Saguru hunt down several suspects on a case. Everyone hated cases during the Holidays and petty crimes like shoplifting seemed to suddenly increase.
Unfortunately, this time the chase lead to someone being pushed off off a bridge. Kaito did the first thing he could think of, a tossing out a line of knotted silk scarves. And miraculously, perhaps magically, it worked, the leading scarf had wrapped around the guys wrist, the man grabbing the scarves like a life line.
Saguru and the officers had been impressed as they'd helped to haul the unfortunate person in. Kaito had smiled and shook of their praise uneasily before wandering off to sit in the shadows by himself for a while.
He'd only had a few scarves up his sleeve, not a rope length of them. The Kaitou Kid was the one who did three impossible things before breakfast, not Kuroba Kaito.
As the panic faded and logic returned, he found himself wondering just how long he'd been doing things like this and if this was the first time he'd actually realised what he'd done instead of being distracted by other things going on.
By the time Saguru eventually found him he had sufficient control over his expressions again. The detective kept him close for the rest of the day anyway.
On the Ninth Day before Christmas, Hakuba and Saguru each received a package in the post.
They were from Kudo Yusaku and his wife. Curious as to what they could be, they'd torn open the packages to find Publisher's Proofs of the latest Night Baron book inside. Each book was personalised and autographed by Kudo-sensei, with a note thanking them for their help.
Curious and wary, they'd each retreated to a different part of the house to read their copies.
Only to meet up with each other about midway through the book, mutual thoughts of homicide on their minds.
The Kaitou Kid wasn't in the book. However, there were two side characters, a Mr. Black and a Mr. White, who appeared to be in an ambiguous relationship. Mr. Black had dark hair and was a person of questionable skills who worked with/for/under Mr. White, an information broker with pale hair.
Hirokini-kun had helpfully added that rumour of the characters had reached the internet and female fans of the Night Baron books were already squealing in delight.
The books were quickly finished and revenge plotted out.
Then delayed until after the New Years.
The Kudo couple would probably be hard pressed to figure out why the publishers they were usually hiding from suddenly knew where they were at all times after the first of the new year. Kaito wished them a peaceful Christmas, it was the last bit of peace they were going to get for a while.
On the Eighth Day before Chirstmas, Saguru informed him that he could not go around asking people 'Cake or Death'. Especially around the holidays when everyone was stressed out.
Kaito countered with he had more than three cakes. Which he did. He also had a large mallet on the cart as well, just in case. It never hurt to be prepared.
Saguru groaned and proclaimed he was never ever allowing Mum to educate Kaito in British history again. And certainly not by showing him 'Black Adder' or 'Eddie Izzard'.
On the Seventh Day before Christmas, both he and Saguru were forced to attend some sort of Upper Class Holiday party by Uncle Dorian. Uncle Dorian had also gleefully dressed them for the occasion. Saguru had been put in a cut away tuxedo with tails, a style more appropriate for a hundred years prior but still classy. It definitely made him stand out.
Kaito had been put in a black version of his Kaitou Kid suit. There was even a monocle. He wasn't nearly as amused as he should have been and refused to wear the monocle. However, kept the gloves and Saguru kept a close eye on him. There were quite a lot of sparkling jewels around.
--in his defence, he didn't take any, but he did swap various pieces around, the wearers none the wiser.
The highlight of the evening had been Sir Integra Hellsing, a pale cold woman with an icy gaze who didn't appear to be happy to be there. She'd set his instincts screaming, raising the hairs on the back of his head. But not nearly as much as her subordinate, a busty blond haired woman with red eyes in a blue uniform had. He'd physically hidden behind Saguru when she'd passed them on her way to giving Sir Integra a message.
Kaito had watched as the the blond talked briefly to Sir Integra. Saguru, paying attention to his particular set of instincts, had watched a dark haired guy panic and attempt to run.
Only to have the busty blond suddenly intercept the runner. She'd crossed the room in less than a blink of an eye. Kaito had seen a brief flash of a gun barrel, then the runner dissolved into a pile of dust and ash.
Saguru had grabbed Kaito's hand, fingers clenching Kaito's so hard he'd sworn that he'd have bruises come morning, blue eyes staring at where a man had been a moment ago. The busty blond saluted at her superior, then disappeared. Sir Integra left shortly there after, puffing on a slender cigar despite the no smoking rules.
No one had seen anything. Or if they had, their minds had dismissed it. People didn't turn to dust when killed.
People weren't shot dead in the middle of high class holiday gatherings.
Therefore, no one had seen anything.
Kaito had unintrusively clung back to Saguru, whispering at him not to logic it away, not to dismiss what he had seen as the facts. After all, Kaito had seen it too.
Kaito had also spent years searching for a jewel that caused immortality. It had existed.
So this could exist too. No matter how frightening the thought was.
On the Sixth Day before Christmas, Kaito attempted to find out what everyone was getting for Christmas as Saguru attempted to wrap presents. Saguru was a better gift wrapper than Mum --that neat freak factor again-- so she usually gave him gifts in taped boxes to wrap for her.
This involved sneaking around the house to discover all the places Saguru and Mum had hidden gifts.
Get dragged out Saguru's wardrobe and shoved out of the room.
Climb outside to peer into room from window ledge.
Get locked into his room for pulling such a stupid stunt.
Cunningly distract Saguru out of his room with plate of cookies stolen from downstairs where Mum was baking.
Get dragged out from under Saguru's bed and shoved out of the room.
Stare at Mum make chocolate chip cookies until realisation that she was doing this as a distraction so Saguru could wrap her gifts sinks in, sneak upstairs to invade Saguru's room.
Get dragged off Saguru's celing and shoved out of the room.
-Kaito spent a good portion of the day locked in the mews with Watson, because Mum would kill him if he damaged the hawk's housing to escape.
The hawk said several unkind things to him about sharing her space.
On the Fifth Day before Christmas, Saguru's Dad showed up unannounced, as a present to both himself and his wife. Mum was thrilled. Kaito hid. This time not in any celling corners where he would be spotted by the jolly laughing man.
Saguru's Dad also brought a bunch of mistletoe as a Christmas Present that Koizumi had specifically given him to give to them.
Both he and Saguru quickly decided to have nothing to do with it. The logical detective may not have believed in sorcery, but he was wary enough of it's effects.
Kaito just knew better.
On the Fourth Day before Christmas, they found out exactly what kind of spell Koizumi had put on the mistletoe.
From the way that Mum and Hakuba's Dad were making out on the sofa, the odds of it being a high level lust spell were pretty much certain.
Saguru declared he was blind and shuddered the rest of the day every time he glanced towards the living room. Kaito couldn't blame him. That was one scene he could have lived the rest of his life without seeing. He also couldn't blame Saguru for wanting the sofa steam cleaned before he sat on it again.
Kaito had to give them points for throwing distance. The range on the clothes tossed about the room had been impressive.
As Saguru walked up stairs muttering about gouging out his eyes with various blunt objects, Kaito pulled out his mobile phone and took a picture, one feminine leg showing above the couch, one very large pair of men's underwear prominently showed.
Which he then e-mailed to Koizumi without Hirokini's help, with the message that Saguru's Mum and Dad enjoyed her gift immensely. There were some things he didn't feel right showing the young AI.
On the Third Day before Christmas, Saguru greeted him at the breakfast table with a whack up side the head with a bundle of folded up newspaper. When he mutely protested innocence to the swat, the detective had unfolded the papers and shown both he and Mum the headlines on two of the London Papers.
The Kaitou Kid had broken into the Queen's sleeping chambers.
And left a Christmas card.
Scotland Yard, the Guards and all the various law enforcement officials were in an uproar over it. There had been no evidence of the kaitou's entrance or exit, no witnesses, nor any indication of anything missing. Just the card miraculously appearing on the Queen Mum's night table.
The prank had also somehow been smuggled to the associated press, there had yet to be any official word from her Royal Highness.
Kaito smiled and helped himself to another sausage as Saguru, his Dad and Mum debated the display of devilment.
Later that day, after Saguru had gone through several hours on the phone calming various law enforcement down, he found his cellphone had been reprogrammed to play 'God Save the Queen' as the ring tone with a Union Jack as the background. He tried all day to change it back with no success.
On the Day before Christmas, they attended Midnight Mass. Kaito had never been in a church before. He'd attended a few Western style weddings before, but that was the extent of his introduction to Christianity.
The stained glass, the carvings and the statuary were beautifully made, but the expressions on some of the statues faces were a little confusing. With the exception of the Mother statue, they all seemed to be either highly constipated or in the process of rolling their eyes. The bloody tortured guy on the cross didn't help the festive mood much.
The stand up, sit down, rah-rah-rah didn't make much sense either, but from the whispered comments Saguru made when the mass of people weren't silent to listen to the guy wearing an embroidered dress in the front talk or singing, the detective explained it was the birthday of the bloody tortured guy on the cross, named Jesus Christ.
Kaito thought that they would have let the poor guy have the day off for his birthday and taken him down. But it made him especially leery when they got to the ‘this is my blood and this is my body’ part, because the guy was skinny enough as it was without carving him up for snacks.
Saguru and his father looked mostly bored during the service, but Mum had sort of a tranquil glow around her, like the rituals brought her peace, which he figured was the point of it. People needed to believe in something greater than themselves sometimes.
So he amused himself by naming off various gods –-Bishamonten, Guardian of the Divine Treasure House-- and figuring the best way to break in and steal the candleholders. At least until Saguru told him not to take anything from the offering plate that was passed around.
Then he planned pranks to pull on the detective.
On Christmas Morning, Mum assigned Kaito the task of waking Saguru up after Kaito had finished taking care of his doves and the detective still hadn't risen. Animal tending took precedence, even on a major holiday.
Saguru grumbled, sluggishly refusing to leave his bed and function after less than six hours of sleep. After repeated jabs and off key carols, the detective finally mumbled into his pillow that he was up.
Kaito pulled back the covers and checked. Parts of the blond certainly were anyway, which he cheerfully informed Saguru.
He'd never seen anyone fall out of bed so fast before. The bellow that followed Kaito as he quickly fled out the door had been impressive too.
He'd stayed out of the way as Saguru had made his way down stairs and to take care of Watson's food, the two of them intending to take the Sparrow hawk flying later, after gifts and the holiday festivities mellowed some.
Saguru had come back in, only a few minutes later as Kaito was warming his hands around a mug of tea, a perplexed expression on the detective's face.
"Kaito? You wouldn't happen to know why is Watson -eating- a Partridge in a Pear Tree, would you?"
-fin-
The gift wrapping with Kaito was inspired by How To Wrap A Gift (With Help From Your Furry Friend...)
The part about Midnight Mass is not intended to insult anyone, it is intended to be the viewpoint of someone walking into a Roman Catholic/Anglican/Christian Church for the first time.
The rest of the fic was done a month ago, we’ve been sweating over that damn section, trying to figure out how to avoid the possiblity of insulting anyone before giving up and letting Chibi-Kaito do what he wanted.
-Except steal out of the offering tray.
BTW? Saint Nicholas –is- the Patron Saint of Thieves. >D
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Date: 2005-10-08 07:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-10-08 07:16 am (UTC)Don't care, it's DONE.
Besides, it's got plot points we need later. ^^
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Date: 2005-10-08 04:33 pm (UTC):: claps :: Never too early to get into the Christmas spirit!
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Date: 2005-10-09 01:16 am (UTC)Been working on this one since the middle of August, so really can't argue about the too early for Holiday Spirit! ^^;;
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Date: 2005-10-08 07:44 pm (UTC)Icka, this is Marvelous! I want a picture of Kaito with the tree lights. *grins*
This has so many great bits, I've no idea which line is my favorite... *snickers and goes off to re-read it*
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Date: 2005-10-09 01:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-10-09 01:39 am (UTC)Ah, Akako, you never thought that would happen with your gift?
I really like it. Very funny and well written.
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Date: 2005-10-09 12:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-10-09 03:25 pm (UTC)Lot's of fun~!
And Hirokini appears! I'd been missing him ^___^-
Aaand Kudo's book XcD And the wrapping XcD
But shouldn't it be Lady Integra? Or is this due to the series of itself? (Am only slightly acquainted with Hellsing ^^; )
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Date: 2005-10-09 05:54 pm (UTC)One nitpick -- if it's a tailcoat, it's not a tuxedo. A tuxedo is a dress suit with a dinner jacket; a tailcoat is a tailcoat, possibly cut away so that you can draw any weapons you may be happening to carry more easitly.
But all in all, this made me very happy, with all the details (locked in the mews because his own sense of honor would keep him from breaking them! The Christmas card for the Queen! [Or was it the Queen Mother -- it was a little unclear] "Part of you, anyway!") and goodwill and everything.
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Date: 2005-10-10 12:43 pm (UTC)Should be shook off.
think it should be