25 Days of Ramen (A Noblesse fic)

Chapter 3: Decorations

Dec. 3

Hey. 'Sup. Pretty much nothing to say about this one. Except maybe that it's an AU??? I don't even know. Maybe if you squint. I know this one will focus on everybody's favorite school guards, (Why doesn't my lame American school have awesome, super-sexy guards? This needs to change), but I'm not too sure what universe it's going to take place. Idk. You'll see I guess. Friendship, implied M-21/Tao/Takeo, no yaoi yet!!! ;) That'll come later eheheheheh. No smut though. Maybe. I'm so bad at writing that stuff. But reading it is amazing, am I right? Enjoy!

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Red and green, multicolored, or white...? What to do... It needs to be good... Are those cookies for free?

Takeo wouldn't like it if I used his hairbands as slingshots would he? Agh! Focus! ...Those cookies do look really good.

"Tao, quit drooling on the cookies." M-21 flicked him on the forehead with a flour covered finger, leaving a white print on Tao's already pale skin.

"It's not my fault I'm being deprived of the sugary goodness." He looked pointedly up at his silver-haired comrade, who was too busy putting another batch of cookies into the oven to notice.

"Well if we didn't deprive you, there wouldn't be any left for the rest of us." Tao jumped, almost falling out of the stool he was sitting on. Grinning he looked up at Takeo, who stood next to him with his hands on his hips.

"When did you get here? You almost gave me a heart-attack."

"A couple of minutes ago. You were too busy gazing at the cookies you didn't notice. Aren't you supposed to be decorating outside?"

Tao flipped his hand, turning away. "Yeah, yeah, I'm getting to that. I just need the perfect setup, you know? You handled the tree, doggy here got the cookies going, so once I eat of few of them, and the tree is in here, then I can start."

M-21 growled. "You won't be getting anything if you keep calling me that."

Tao grinned sheepishly, but he wasn't the least bit sorry, and they all knew it. "Well fine. But I can't start decorating outside unless we get some Christmas spirit in here!"

"The only reason we are doing this is because you made us." M-21 called over his shoulder, scrubbing the flour off of his hands in the sink. "Since when are you so into Christmas anyway?"

Tao mumbled something about getting the lights from the closet and stepped out of the kitchen.

Takeo looked at M-21 who had paused his scrubbing to look at Tao's retreating figure. They caught each other's eye and Takeo shrugged, not daring to say anything while Tao was in earshot.

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Tao spent the next couple of hours out on the roof, stringing the lights out across it. M-21 and Takeo spent that time setting up their side of Tao's 'deal' about the holiday decorations. The tree was soon put up in the corner of their living-room, however, putting ornaments on would have to wait until Christmas Eve. M-21 had finished baking, and the stacks of circular pieces of heaven were piled onto large platters, and set to cool in the kitchen. Everything was done. Except Tao's decorating.

M-21 and Takeo were thoroughly bored. The purple-haired man had taken to cleaning his guns, and the parts were strewn about the floor on towels, each carefully scrubbed and inspected to perfection. Twice.

M-21 had been on the balcony a total of twenty-three times, checking for Tao's feet pounding on the overhang, or his laugh to come wafting down the rooftop. But whenever he looked, and strained his ears, there was nothing. Even when he called the hacker's name, no response came. M-21 knew he was up there, he could smell him- as weird as that sounds- even over the strong blizzard blowing over from the mountains.