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merry merry christmas, and I want you to know

Who: YOU
What: KISSLETOES
When: December 14th - January 1st
Where: Everywhere
Warnings: Sloppy makeouts.

SUDDENLY, AND WITHOUT WARNING...

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The entire school has become covered in mistletoe overnight. It grows out of the walls! The ceilings! Everywhere you least expect it? HOW CAN THIS BE??

It's probably best not to think about it. Attempts to uproot the plants or burn them away only makes the plants grow back faster. For the time being, it seems the school must live with it.

[OOC INSTRUCTIONS:
+ Post dudes, get kisses!
+ Some (NOT ALL) plants are cursed. If you manage to step under a cursed plant, you will exchange a memory when or if you exchange a kiss. The memories will be first-person and very vivid, and characters will feel like they are experiencing the memory in real time, though in reality the transfer is instantaneous. Memories can be as short, long, happy, sad, or traumatic as you like.
+ If you'd like to participate, we highly suggest making a list of a few memories (with accompanying links/descriptions) that are up for grabs, and linking or posting the list in your top-level comment. Memory exchange is COMPLETELY OPTIONAL. When in doubt, OOC communication!
+ PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE TAG YOUR CHARACTERS
+ That's it, we love you.]

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At least it was a moderately comfortable silence. It wasn't laden with tension. A little awkwardness, yes. But nothing that twisted the gut into knots.

Though, finally, he had to speak, giving voice to an earlier thought.

"...one day, I'd very much like it if we could kiss just because we wanted to. As opposed to it being due to cursed mistletoe or little cupid robots."

A little brash, maybe. But it was honest, at least.

She hadn't expected him to say that, and the surprise on her face said it all. She looked back up at him, face red as she thought about the implications of what he suggested. "Ah... That would... That would be nice, yes," she finally said.

The look of shock on her face, at first, made his heart sink. He wasn't good with this stuff and never had been and probably never would be. Though, she followed it up by saying it would be nice. So. That was something.

"Not that I'd.... well. You know. If the idea isn't your cup of tea, I'd understand."

Blaze hated feeling so confused, so out of control of her own emotions. For someone for whom romantic attachment seemed like something only other people would experience, here she was, with a frankly gorgeous wolf man basically asking her to kiss him. And if she were being honest with herself... she wanted to. It was a hard thing for her to admit to herself, the idea that she was so attracted to him, man and beast both. He was stoic, but patient. He cared about her far more than she ever expected him to. But didn't he have that Charizard girl? And then there was Felicia, whose memory Blaze had just been privy to. If she did give in, was there any future when his heart was so divided?

Not to mention her own? Her thoughts drifted to Sonic. Her first friend. And truthfully, her first love. She had fallen for him. Although admitting it to anyone wouldn't happen any time soon. And of course she had no idea how he really felt about her, as his nature wouldn't have allowed him to show it. And now that he had come back into her life like this, he occupied her thoughts more and more. But was there any future there either...? Her duties were to her kingdom. Whatever dalliances she had in Final Destination City couldn't last when she returned home and had to leave them behind, and that was true for both Sonic and Jon.

She hated this. She hated feeling like whatever decision she made it would be like betraying at least one of them. And that would hurt her just as badly as them. And the thought gnawed at her.

"That's not it," she finally told him, getting over the initial shock of it. She struggled to find something, anything to say to him, but couldn't stop kicking herself over it.

"Alright." Jon replied, scratching at his chin with a handful of long claws. It really seemed as though something was on her mind. And he'd like to know what it was. Maybe help clear things up for her, if he was able.

He sat down, right there, assuming a lotus position. Hey, if they were going to be here for a bit, might as well be comfortable. And it didn't seem like either of them was in a hurry to leave.

"You know, you can talk to me, Blaze." he said quietly. "I am, if nothing else, a good listener."

"I know you are, and I appreciate it, I really do," Blaze told him, arms crossed and shaking her head. "It's fine, really. I don't need to talk about anything," she tried to convince him. How could she discuss something like this with him, when he was part of the problem in the first place? She had to sort things out...

"...you say that." Jon replied. "But I can't help thinking it's not the whole story."

He sighed and shrugged, just slightly, careful to look her in the eye.

"I'm sorry if what I said upset you. I've never been particularly good with.... emotions and the like. Even with experience, I seem to fall flat more often than I shine. If I was too forward or made you feel uncomfortable, then please, you've my most sincere apologies."

He bowed in her direction. He really did mean it, of course - the last thing he wanted to do was make her feel bad.

"It's not that at all, I promise," she told him, immediately on the defensive. He did nothing wrong, and making him feel bad for what was her own problem was something she didn't intend on. This was getting her nowhere. And looking down at him... She finally resolved to say something. This had to be put out there.

She sat across from him. "If you really want to know, then fine. I'll tell you. But promise me you won't say anything until I'm finished, deal?"

"Absolutely." Jon replied, drawing two claws around his muzzle to imitate zipping it shut.

She took a few deep breaths to work up the courage to say what she had to say. She and Jon had danced around the issue long enough. It was time to get it all into the open...

"I think it's fairly plain to say... you have feelings for me. And, well... I have feelings for you too. Though I suppose that's also fairly obvious... I think you're a wonderful man. You've been nothing but kind and patient, and I appreciate it so much."

"But... You're not the only person I have feelings for. That memory you saw... Sonic... He means so much to me. He's the first friend I've ever had. And... the first person I ever... loved." She looked him square in the eye. "I've never told that to anyone before. Anyone. Not even him. I have no idea if he even feels the same..."

She shook her head, forcing herself to continue even as her heart raced in nervousness. "It's not fair to you for me to keep that from you. I don't want to hurt you or anyone. But if I chose... I'm sure I'd hurt someone. And, well... I know you have feelings for other girls too. Felicia, Riwane... I don't know that it's fair to them either."

"I don't even know what I'm trying to say anymore... I just... don't want to give you any misconceptions about where my feelings lie."

Her silence afterwards gave him permission to speak again, even though her stomach was wound into tight knots at the thought of what might happen next.

That was probably the most he'd ever heard her say in one conversation. And to be fair, it was a lot to take in. He'd seen Sonic through her eyes and knew her feelings for him at that time... and apparently they hadn't changed much. It was something he'd process on his own time.

He reached over and took up her hand, giving it a squeeze.

"I.. ah. I appreciate the honesty, Luv." he said once he was absolutely sure he could unzip his lips. And he did appreciate it. But how did he FEEL about what she'd said? That was a Gordian knot he was probably going to take a while to work through. He wasn't lying when he said he'd never been great at dealing with his own emotions. Even the discipline of the Martial Arts could only take him so far.

"You're right. I've feelings for you. Quite strong ones. I have for some time. You're.... You're a wonderful person and my life feels richer for having you in it, for what that's worth." he said, offering her a sheepish smile. Or as sheepish as his wolfish face would allow. "Neither one of us is really good with this sort of talk and so it's probably overdue, I'd wager."

He looked away for a moment, gathering his thoughts. He wasn't sure what to say. What to do. She'd explained her relationship to Sonic... he should probably do the same.

"Riwane is a free spirit. She's a couple of lads she's very close to and I don't question what goes on, there. I don't. I'm not jealous or possessive with her because that's not... It wouldn't be right in her regard. I'm her trainer and we have a very close bond, but it's also a very open thing. As for Felicia, that's a bridge I burned long ago. That's not to say I don't feel for them. So, I know what it is to have something of a divided heart."

He shifted a little uncomfortably. So... where did that exactly leave them?

Blaze squeezed his larger hand back when he finished, and nodded in understanding. "My heart doesn't know what it wants, or what it should have," she told him quietly. "This is something I need to think about myself. I'm sorry I can't give you a better answer than that."

She reached up to cup his cheek, tilting his head down. Then, she sat up, pulling his face closer to give him a soft kiss on his lips. She held it there, closing her eyes. And when she finally let go, she said, "I care about you, Jon. And I'm sorry."

He closed his eyes and let their lips linger on one another. Well. This was what he'd asked for, wasn't it? There were no cupid bots around. Months too early for those. And the mistletoe overhead had already been rendered null and void. And yet, here they were, kissing.

How could he feel so great about that and so dour at the same time? It was like his heart had taken wing, sung a single joyous note and then gone ahead and rammed itself headfirst into a window.

When she drew back, he opened his eyes and looked at her.

"I'm sorry too, Blaze. I very much am."

Though....

"...no matter what might be between us, we ought to at least promise to remain friends. Because matters of the heart aside, I meant what I said. My life is vastly better for your presence in it. I'd not want to lose that."

She nodded. "On that at the very least we're in total agreement," she said. "You're a very dear friend to me. And no matter what happens, I don't want to lose the friendship we have." She squeezed his hand tighter. "I promise that I won't stop being your friend, so long as you'll have me."

"You've my word, I'll always be your friend and ally, likewise." he replied, squeezing her hand back. It wasn't exactly a hand shake, but he didn't think they needed it. Her word was as good as gospel, so far as he was concerned.

"...I'm glad the mistletoe caught me, today."

Because as much as things might be confusing and a little painful? They'd been honest with one another, and that went a long way.

"...Me too," she admitted. "I'm just sorry it's taken me this long to say anything to you... I guess I was afraid of losing your friendship. And I don't think I could've handled that."

"I'm glad, then, that we've cleared up that misconception. It's a done deal now - you can't lose it. You're stuck with me, in fact."

He offered her a smile. It wasn't his strongest, but it was genuine.

"Honesty isn't always easy, but it's also a two way street. It isn't as though I've been an open book either. We'll try and do better with that, both of us, I'm sure."

She couldn't help a small smirk at his comment. "Somehow I'll manage," she teased.

With a nod, she added, "Agreed. And it goes both ways. If you need to talk about anything... I'm here."

"Perfect."

He gave her hand one last gentle squeeze before letting go. Reluctantly, but he didn't want to belabor the moment. They were both smiling right now. That was probably better than he could have expected, considering the conversation.

"I probably ought to let you get on about your day, eh?"

"Ah, I suppose so," she said, getting to her feet. "Don't need to sit here on the floor all day... I'll see you again soon, yes?" she asked hopefully.

"I'd be disappointed, were it any other way." he replied. "If you need me - for anything - you know where to find me."

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merry merry christmas, and I want you to know

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MY EMOTIONS orz

FEEL YOUR FEELINGS IT'S OK

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Shortest tag. XD

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