that spirit of christmas

Twelve Days of Christmas. On the Eighth Day of Christmas-

A/N: In which each day, Kagome gives Inuyasha a gift signed by his Secret Santa in hopes of bringing back his Christmas Spirit.

I got the idea from Hallmark as a prompt. Im just using the idea for the story, the only thing I kept the same from the movie is the newspaper and some of the S.S. notes, so don’t sue. I do not own Hallmark or Inuyasha and Co. So, enjoy! I’ll post a ficlet a day until December 25th. Enjoy everyone!

Last chapter I posted said chapter Eight, but I mistyped. It was chapter SEVEN and this is the real chapter EIGHT. I went back and changed it, but whatever. Anyway, this is a cliffy -YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED- but I did it for a reason. 

Anyway, to my main squeezes once more. This is for you.

@keichanz @mmhinman @inunanna @kagomeforever @akiza-hades-rose @purekagome @grapefruitwannabe @adorableears7 

Day Eight December 19, 2016:

—IK—

The bedroom door creaked open as two different kinds of footsteps padded across the hardwood floor. The large bed positioned in the middle of the master bedroom, dipped as the invading parties jumped on the slumbering half-demon in the center. “Wake up!”

Inuyasha nearly had a heart attack as his golden orbs flew open. Gasping for breath and clutching his chest, he came face to face with his niece and his dog. As much as he wanted to say what he was really feeling, he took a deep breath before opening his mouth. “Rin, you scared the hell outta me. What are you doing here?”

Rin rolled her eyes and giggled. “Daddy and mommy are down stairs making breakfast and I was told to come wake ya up!” Bang barked happily next to his owner.

Groaning, Inuyasha threw the duvet off, swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood up. He pulled on a tee-shirt to go with his sweats before he made his way back to Rin. “Come on squirt.” He bent down and let the giddy little girl jump on his back as she rode piggy-back down the stairs.

Inuyasha turned the corner to his kitchen, Bang hot on his heels, and placed Rin on a bar stool. “What the hell are y'all doin’ here so early on a Monday? I have things to do before I go into work.”

Kagura smirked, placing a bowl of dog food on the floor for Bang, whom ran as fast as he could to gobble it up. “We know what you have planned. I wish you would just ask her out and stop pussy-footing around.”

Inuyasha cut his eyes at her and growled. “Mind your own, wind wit-.” When a large hand made contact with the back of his head, Inuyasha squeaked and turned to see his brother leaning against the counter.

“What your tone, little brother. I’d hate to kill you so close to Christmas.” Rin made an audible gasp at her father. He cut his golden eyes to her. “Oh fine. I hate to maim you so close to Christmas.”

“That ain’t much better, daddy.”

The daiyoukai shrugged. “To answer your crude question, Kagura has some things to do in town today and since Rin is out of school for the holidays, she is tagging along to do some shopping.”

“I closed the shop up today so I could get everything we need for Christmas day. Besides, since this year your heart seems to have grown three sizes, -thanks to a one Miss. Kagome Higurashi-, you’ll be spending Christmas with us. We came by to see how you’re doing is all.”

Inuyasha snarled and flopped down on a bar stool next to Rin. “I don’t get why you didn’t cook breakfast at your own home.”

Kagura’s crimson gaze lifted from the bowl of pancake mix and settled on his face and unruly hair. “Well, would you like for me to take my famous pancake batter and leave?” His ears rotated in her direction.

Inuyasha gulped. “Um- no. No, you, Rin and the pancakes can stay, but can he leave?” A clawed thumb was tossed up in Sesshomaru’s direction.

Kagura laughed. “So plans for today? I know with who, but what are you two going to do?”

“I haven’t made it to get my parcel yet, but its-”

“Right here.” Sesshomaru slid the familiar brown package across the counter. “I stopped by to sign some paperwork this morning and Sango met me at the front door. Said to give you this and it would save her a trip out here.”

“Thanks.” Inuyasha mumbled.

Finishing the last of the pancakes in the skillet, the wind sorceress wiped her hands on the red apron she sported and leaned against the counter on her forearms. “Well?”

“Well what?”

“Open it stupid.” The words held no venom or hate as she slid the package to her brother-in-law.

Sighing at the three sets of eyes on him, Inuyasha took the package and ripped it open. A red, glossy box met their stares and on the lid was an old-timey movie reel with a box of popcorn decorated with white, black, yellow and red stock paper. He removed the lid and out fell the note. Rin picked it up and smiled. Inside the box was a string of popcorn.

On the Eighth Day of Christmas,

My Secret Santa gave to thee;

The colors of Christmas,

Are oh so Bright.

But nothing beats,

The black and white.

Merry Christmas, your Secret Santa.

“That’s clever.” Sesshomaru mused. “A traditional black and white movie. I don’t think I would have ever thought of that.”

“That’s because you’re an ignoramus.” Inuyasha mumbled. Once again a large hand made contact with the back of his head. “Stop doing that!” He growled. The oldest Tashio merely crossed his arms with an eye roll.

Flipping four large pancakes on a plate, Kagura slid it to Inuyasha with a smile. “I take it you’re going to invite Kagome?”

“Yeah.” No one missed the faint blush that spread across his nose.

Snatching the plate from her Uncle with a smirk, she lifted the canister of syrup. “So, any idea who the real S.S is, Uncle Ash?” Rin asked, pouring a glob of thick, sugary goodness on her pancakes.

“Those were mine!” He whined before Kagura slid another plate to him. He gathered it up and scooted down a seat from his niece. Sticking his tongue out, he poured some syrup on his stack and took a large bite out of the side. “No.”

“No?” Rin sighed. “It’s romantic right?” The females smiled dreamily as the men rolled their eyes.

“Inuyasha, do you plan to watch this movie tonight?”

Around another mouthful, -which was too much for a human to consume at once- Inuyasha nodded. “Ye'h. W'y?”

“Because tonight is the new moon.” The fork clattered against the plate. “I take that as you forgot all about it.”

“Ugh! I hate this time of the month. Geeze, it’s like having a damn period.”

Kagura snorted. “Yeah right. Menstrual cycles are ten times worse than loosing your demonic side for one night. Ours last five to seven days and we actual bleed out of our-”

“AH! Shuddup! Shut the hell up!” Inuyasha shouted as he pinned his ears back. “I’m sorry I brought it up.”

“Does Kagome know about it?”

“I guess she’ll find out tonight.” Inuyasha scarfed down his breakfast and made a beeline for his room. He needed to get out of his house before blood was really shed and no, not the female kind. He shuddered at the thought.

—IK—

Kikyou giggled as Suikotsu kissed her neck as she made omlets for the three of them. “Stop, before Kagome walks in here.” Her fiancee smiled against her smooth skin, but the assault did not waver.

“Too late.” Kagome gagged as she covered her eyes with a delicate hand. “Get a room.”

“I would love to, if your sister would put down the spatula.”

Another round of mock gagging noises ensued. “Grosssss.”

“Oh shuddup you. If it was Inuyasha you’d be all giddy.” Kikyou placed three omlets on three different plates with a side of coffee. “See, that bright, red flush speaks volumes.”

Kagome was indeed quite red at the mention of Inuyasha. “Whatever.” She took a plate and a cup of coffee. “Anyway, ‘Kotsu, are you planning on keeping the house you own in Harperville or are you going to finally move around here? It’s a pain to drive an hour just to see you.”

“I was thinking the exact same thing. Finish y'all’s breakfast. I have a surprise.” He wiggled his brows as he took a bite of his omlet and groaned. “Oh gods, Kiki, this is fantastic.” He took another big bite.

“Pace yourself.” The twins warned.

As soon as the food was eaten, the coffee was drank and the table cleared, the three made their way out the door. “So what’s the surprise?”

“Kags, if I told you, it wouldn’t be a surprise.”

She huffed and puffed out her cheeks. “Meanie.”

Kikyou laughed and wrapped her arms around Suikotu’s for warmth. “I’m excited!” With a laugh from the man beside her, he bent down and kissed her temple.

Across town near Hilltop, where Inuyasha and Kagome had their fifth day together, black, iron fencing with a large gate, surrounded a beautiful two story, New England-style colonial house. The exterior was white clapboard with dark, gray shutters and front door. The roof was steep-slanted with three triangular, casement windows and narrow eaves. The best feature was the covered, front porch that extended form one end of the house to the other with white pillars and rails. Kikyou and Kagome stared far longer than Suikotsu thought they would as he leaned over to close both of their gaping mouths.

“Well?”

“It’s beautiful!” Kagome exclaimed as she leaned against the fence. “I didn’t know they remodeled it!”

“Last month they finished. You never noticed?” He asked and all she did was shake her head with stars in her eyes.

Clearing her throat, Kikyou looked up at him. “What are you trying to say by showing us this? Because I know you.”

Kagome looked back at the two of them. “Who lives here now?”

Kikyou turned back to the house. “I don-” The sound of jangling keys cut her off.

“You and I do, or we will after the wedding.” He placed the keys in her palm.

Tears gathered in her brown orbs as she stared at her hand, her twin’s squeals in the background fell on her deaf ears. Kikyou looked up. “Are you serious? Don’t mess with me because this is like, the greatest gift ever and if you’re pulling my leg, so help me 'Kot-” He bent down, embraced her tightly and planted his lips firmly against hers. Kikyou gasped then kissed back with equal fever.

Kagome pulled out her cell with a quiet awe, and snapped a couple of photos. Kikyou would want to add this to her best-things-to-ever-happen-to-me box. When they pulled apart, tears were falling down her sister’s cheeks and both their faces were deep red. When he confirmed that it was indeed their home, Kagome laughed. “Let’s go check it out!”

—IK—

It was nearing six o'clock when Kagome was making her way back the Gazette. Inuyasha had sent her a text earlier in the day to ask her to meet him there that night so he could share his latest gift with her. Of course she already knew what it was, but she didn’t know what movie it was going to be or where. As soon as the large, brick building came into view, so did a head of black hair and deep brown eyes. Kagome was taken back as she slowed her pace. Who is that? In her defense, he was handsome, very handsome, but nothing compared to Inuyasha.

Kagome hesitated before nearing the door. “Can I help you?”

“Yeah, I’m waiting on a beautiful woman to accompany me to a movie. You wouldn’t happen to be free would you?” That voice was just so familiar.

Pervert much? Her cheeks flushed as she turned away. “Well- that’s great and all, but I actually have a date with someone else, so if you would ex-”

“Kagome, it’s me. I’m Inuyasha.”

Her heart skipped a beat as she turned around to face him. “Inu- what the crap? You’re human?!”

He laughed. “Yeah. I’m half-demon remember? I turn human on the night of the new moon.” He gestured up to the sky and she followed his now blunt finger up to the moonless sky. Yup, no moon in sight.

“Oh, I feel stupid. I read that before in one of my grandfather’s old books. I can’t believe I never even asked. You know I knew your voice sounded familiar.”

Inuyasha leaned close to her. “It’s nice to know you’d turn down a good-looking stranger for my half-demonic self.” His breath fanned against her cold cheeks.

“Yea- wait, who said anything about good-looking?!” She stuttered.

He only laughed and pulled her into his side. “Come on. I have a movie picked out, since my latest gift was to watch a black and white movie with popcorn!”

“Really? That’s really cool! I love black and white movies! What did you pick?”

“A classic. A Christmas Carol from 1951. I also have a large box of buttered popcorn. You in?”

“I am so in!” She was getting excited. “Where will we be watching this movie?”

“My house of course. Come on, wench.” His brown eyes sparkled in the street lights and Kagome’s heart melted once more.

Tucked into his side, Kagome snuggled in a little bit deeper as he guided them to his home. This was a great idea. He seems so much more Christmas-y. She tried to hold in her giggles.

Inuyasha was holding her a bit to tightly, but he blamed the cold, snowy weather. After all, wasn’t he supposed to keep her warm? As they neared his house, -which was now decorated with a ton of christmas lights around the edges of the roof and windows- his only hope was that his family was gone. They ascended the stairs and before they walked in, Inuyasha turned her to him and smiled.

Kagome was about to ask about the delay, until she looked up and noticed a bundle of mistletoe dangling from a red ribbon above the doorway.

“My niece and sister-in-law decorated the house today, including the outside.”

Kagome grinned. “Oh really? Well, then I guess we shouldn’t waste all their hard work then.” She fisted his red scarf and brought him down to her level. As her pink lips pressed against his, he only wished he could smell her scent that usually engulfed him at a time like this. Instead, he wrapped his arms around her waist and deepened the kiss. Her tongue danced with his as they explored the other’s moist cavern. Hands moved from body to hair in a matter of seconds and soon the kiss was no longer gentle, but full of raw passion and hunger.

When air became to much, they parted. Inuyasha cursed his human side in that moment when he could no longer hold his breath as long. His eyes focused on her delicate face, swollen lips and her pink tongue that slid along her bottom lip before disappearing back inside. “That was amazing.” She whispered.

Inuyasha nodded as he wiped a stray snowflake from her reddened cheek. “It was, but let’s get inside, you’re freezing.”

They shared the same hundred-mega-watt-smile as they crossed the threshold and closed the door with a soft click.

—To Be Continued—

Until tomorrow my loves. Check back and see what day nine has in store for our favorite couple!

7

Christmas was coming. One morning in mid-December, Hogwarts woke to find itself covered in several feet of snow. The lake froze solid and the Weasley twins were punished for bewitching several snowballs so that they followed Quirrell around, bouncing off the back of his turban.

7

why are we never talking about the grinch?

WE ARE THE GRINCH

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*all i want for christmas is you playing muffled in the distance*
gabe is really festive guy pass it on

lokāḥ samastāḥ sukhino bhavantu / लोकाः समस्ताः सुखिनो भवंतु (χίντι): μακάρι όλοι οι κόσμοι να γίνουν χαρούμενοι