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Toshiro looked at the window display with his hands in his pockets and his lips bushed together. The sinking feeling he felt every single time he saw Christmas decorations or someone mentioned his birthday pounded at his chest. A tug came at his sleeve causing him to look up at someone.
"What can I get you for Christmas Toshiro?"
The boy looked away from Karin. "Nothing."
"Nothing... we're friends aren't we. Best friends to be exact."
"I don't celebrate Christmas."
"Why..." Karin sighed instead and looked at the display. The two continued walking down the street looking at the displays. After awhile she spoke again. "Toshiro... was I wrong for asking you to come look with me?"
"What do you mean?"
"You don't just celebrate Christmas. You hate it? What is wrong with getting gifts from people who care about you?"
"Said gifts end up being the only thing left of them." Another tug.
"I'm not going anywhere!"
"You're assuming that I group you with those people." The boy heard the hurt sound Karin let out. He turned to her. "I do. If I get a gift from you does that mean something will happen?"
"No Toshiro. It doesn't."