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The day before the winter break starts, the academy was filled with decorations for the holidays. Unfortunately, Yumemite was the one in charge of them.
For this exact reason, Mary found herself under a mistletoe with somebody and was kissed for far too many times than she's comfortable with.
At the beginning of the day, it was hilarious for the blonde. Specially when she got to witness Igarashi almost combusting in panic and anger after Kirari was subjected to the tradition with Kaede.
The president seemed to be genuinely amused and looked to the white-haired guy with a raised eyebrow, daring him to do something. Igarashi appeared to be on the verge of passing out when Kaede pushed the metal between his glasses and turned to the Momobami head.
Everyone, namely the other members of the student council plus Saori, Mary and Itsuki, we're actually holding their breaths.
Then in a blink of an eye, Manyuda managed to put Sayaka in his place and dashed away until he disappeared.
Their gazes followed him then returned to the duo underneath the mistletoe...
...who is now composed of a smirking Kirari and a very flustered Sayaka.
Yomozuki started filming. Ikishima encouraged her classmate loudly. Yumemite cheered. Yuriko remained indifferent. Ririka rolled her eyes. Itsuki whispered, "I bet Igarashi will pass out before pres could even kiss her." to which Mary snorted and answered, "I bet Igarashi will pass out after Kirari kissed her."
Really, Itsuki should've given the Momobami head more credit-- with how the older girl ends up ruining people's lives everyday-- the first year should've known better.
Their bet was settled when Kirari get tired of listening to Sayaka's fumbling attempts at refusing or explaining and wrapped an arm around her secretary's waist while her other hand went to the back of the sophomore's head before kissing her passionately in front of the small crowd surrounding them.
Runa whistled, her phone still directed at the first victims of the mistletoe agenda. Ikishima yelled, "Go get it Sayaka!" Yumemite and Saori clapped happily. Yuriko shook her head, embarrassed at the display. Ririka glanced at Mary with longing. The blonde, however, is busy grinning smugly at Itsuki, who is pouting and narrowing her eyes at the still kissing pair.
When they finally pulled away from each other and blue orbs meet dark violet ones, Sayaka flushed so bad smoke came out of her ears before she flat out collapsed in Kirari's arms.
//
A kiss on her left cheek, out of nowhere, startled a small squeak out of Mary.
Itsuki snickered. "You should be careful Mary senpai," the freshman grinned cheekily, "or you'll be caught off guard by those," she points at the ornament hanging above them, "a lot."
What the heck?! They're at the entrance of the cafeteria, for fuck's sake!
What's worse is that the student council announced that those who refused to comply to the tradition involving mistletoe will be fined one hundred thousand yen. Ridiculous!
And so Mary did her best to be careful the whole day.
But for unknown reasons she still somehow falls for it without her notice.
She and Ryota were entering the library when Runa suddenly stopped them.
"Hey there, heads up!" the midget smirked at them.
The twinkle in their senior's eyes already gave Mary an idea on what the intervention is about. She and Ryota lifted their gazes and sure enough - the blasted ornament is dangling over their heads.
Mary tsked. Ryota eeped.
"You know what to do kids." Runa cajoled.
Well... there's no way Mary's putting her lips on Ryota.
There's only one person whom her lips are comfortable of landing upon.
"Get on with it, Suzui." the blonde growled.
"Are you sure?" he whispered.
"We both don't have enough budget to pay the fine." Mary shrugged. "Just make it quick."
"Oh, okay." Ryota lightly and quickly pecked the side of Mary's forehead that she barely felt it.
"Lame," Runa drawled.
She was exiting the girl's restroom when she bumped into a body. Mary's reflex acted up that she absentmindedly tugged on the person she collided with to keep their balance.
"Hey, watch it!" Mary chided.
"Oh! Sorry..." a timid voice said, "Mary?"
"Ririka?"
"Uhm, yeah." the older girl greeted while staring at Mary expectantly.
That's when the blonde realized that she's still holding on to her friend. She hastily let go. "Right, sorry." she muttered with awkward shuffling, making way for her friend to enter the comfort room.
"See you around then."
A tug on her sleeve stopped her before she can completely move away.
"Mary," Ririka softly called.
"Yeah?"
The scholar froze when she felt something soft suddenly but gently pressed against the corner of her lips.
Her widened eyes regarded the vice president with shock and confusion.
Ririka gave her a shy smile and pointed up.
Mary glanced up then scoffed. Of course.
A trip to the garden had her stuck under a mistletoe with a stranger guy. Mary glared at the student so hard that the boy volunteered to just pay the fine.
She unknowingly entered the class at the same time with a girl classmate and to her chagrin, the whole class reminded her that the annoying ornament is hanged at the entrance of every classroom. The other student giggled and smirked at the blonde. Mary is not aware of the girl's name but she's cute enough so Mary just let her plant a kiss on her right cheek. (She caught a glimpse of sparkling red eyes and an adorable pout before she took her seat.)
Mary's unusual bad luck continued. She and Yuriko were caught together, to the enjoyment of everyone else except the two of them. The scholar was very grateful when the third year declared that she would rather pay the fine. Following that were a random first year female student who apologized then hurriedly pecked Mary's jaw, and a gentleman senpai who gave Mary a coy wink after kissing her hand.
By the time all their classes and extra curricular activities are over and after she received a very unwelcome loud smooch on her cheek from Yomozuki, of all people, Mary had had enough.
She was on her way to the lockers when a hand suddenly covered her mouth and a strong arm abruptly grabbed her, she found herself pulled to what seems to be a janitor's closet.
"Sshhh..." a familiar voice hushed.
Mary's brow furrowed and she elbowed the culprit.
"Ow!" Ikishima groaned as she release Mary.
"Ikishima, you freak!" Mary screeched. "What do you think you're doing, dumbass?!"
The leader of the beautification council scratched the back of her head. "I thought you were Yumeko."
"Why would yo-" Mary stopped when she noticed the dreadful ornament on Ikishima's hand.
Midari raised an eyebrow at the angry blonde and followed her line sight.
"Oh this," the one-eyed girl lifted the mistletoe, "I've been trying to catch Yumeko and use this so I can kiss her but she has managed to avoid and escape me the whole day. I never succeeded so I thought I'll just launch a surprise attack on her before she reach the lockers." Midari frowned. "So far you're the third person I pulled inside this closet that is not Yumeko."
Mary tensed as her ire makes itself obvious after she heard the crazy girl's words.
"Give me that!" Mary harshly took the ornament off Ikishima's hand and swiftly turned around to get out, she strongly slammed the door on the masochist's complains.
//
Itsuki informed Mary that the young woman she's searching is currently occupying the Jabami lounge.
"So this is where you've been hiding."
"Oh!" Yumeko was joustled by the voice coming from the room entrance, she stood up. "Mary-san?"
The person who Mary actually wanted to be under the mistletoe with, Mary can't help but heave a sigh as she thinks about how she finally had the chance to be with her before the winter break. She only had fleeting moments with the ravenhead throughout the day and it sucked.
"I've missed you."
Yumeko's expression softened at the quiet admission, she spread her arms, silently asking for a hug.
Mary didn't mean to blurt that out but Yumeko's beautiful smile and wordless gesture informed her that it's very appreciated and she shouldn't feel embarrassed by it.
She walked closer to her girlfriend.
Yumeko gave her a quizzical look when the blonde halted her steps instead of fully closing the distance like Yumeko's expecting her to.
Mary smirked as she raise her right arm, revealing the mistletoe that hangs on her fingers above their heads.
Yumeko giggled and her gaze turned coy. "Oh my, what's that?"
Mary playfully rolled her eyes. "With a bunch of these placed all over the academy, I'm quite sure you know what this is, Jabami-san."
"Ah yes," Yumeko cheekily grinned, "I heard you've been caught under them with several students today." the heiress crossed her arms and mock glared at the scholar. "Must be nice, being kissed that much."
Mary huffed. "Trust me, I derived no joy from having those lips on any part of my body. Besides, we both know I don't have the money to pay the fine."
The kakegurui pouted. "I could've easily paid them for you, Mary-san."
"I'd rather you spend that money for my gift, idiot."
Yumeko shook her head. "I'm not stingy, Mary-san."
"I'm aware of that, miss rich kid." Mary teased. "If it helps, I didn't kissed any of them." she said with a comforting smile. "My lips seemed to dislike the idea of landing upon someone else aside from you," Mary crinkled her nose, "as cheesy as that sounds."
The ravenhead chuckled. "I'm very glad to hear that, since I worked quite hard to preserve my lips as well. Paying fines and doing everything to get away from Ikishima-san and her silly attempts to kiss me."
"I know," Mary grinned, "as a matter of fact, I got this," she waves the mistletoe between them, "from Ikishima."
Yumeko frowned. "How?"
"She pulled me into the janitor's closet. Apparently she's been doing that to capture you. I got mad when I found out that she's the reason I hardly saw you today so I took this from her before leaving her there."
"I knew she was planning to do something that crazy that's why I hid here and told Itsuki-san to inform me once Ikishima-san gives up at last. I really don't get that girl most of the time."
"Me too," Mary shrugged, "but that doesn't matter now. What matters is this," she dangles the ornament above them once again. "We have to respect tradition, Yumeko."
"Ara, ara," Yumeko smirked, "it seems that we're in a predicament, Mary-san."
Mary's brow furrowed. "Why? Is something wrong?"
"It's just that... I also have this," Yumeko uncrossed her arms and showed the mistletoe pinched by her thumb and index finger. "What do you suppose this means? Having two mistletoes with us."
Mary burst out laughing. Of course, her girlfriend had always been ahead of her.
The heiress' visage tells how proud she is of herself at making Mary laugh.
The blonde tapped a finger on her chin. "I suppose we should double the kissing then."
Red eyes shines with much adoration. "My sweetheart is such an intellectual."
"Mine is such a smooth talker." Mary quipped before she throws the mistletoe to occupy her hands with Yumeko's face.
"Yumeko," the scholar softly sighed against the kakegurui's forehead. Yumeko gently wrapped her hands around Mary's wrists.
Then the shorter girl proceeded to kiss her girlfriend's eyelids. "Yumeko," she husked against each closed eye. She's making up for the times she wasn't able to utter the taller young woman's lovely name because of today's event. Yumeko's answer is the soothing brushing of her thumbs on Mary's wrists.
Next, Mary plants her lips tenderly atop Yumeko's nicely shaped cheekbones, "Yumeko," Mary muttered, to which the owner of the name responded with a content hum.
Then Mary pecked the tip of the taller girl's nose. "Yumeko," she whispered. Yumeko giggled.
Crimson and gold meet before they both leaned in.
"Yumeko," Mary rasped, luscious red lips curving up against her own.
Mary captured Yumeko's bottom lip then sucked, causing the kakegurui to moan loudly.
The blonde pressed a short peck before she pulled away. Yumeko adorably blinked at her. Mary offered a small smile then she put a hand on Yumeko's shoulder, lightly pushing the ravenhead, silently coaxing her to sit on the sofa behind her so they can both get more comfortable. She's planning to kiss Yumeko a whole lot more, after all.
//
Itsuki wondered why Yumeko was not replying to her text informing the older girl that Ikishima finally went home so she went to the Jabami lounge.
She was about to knock when a loud low sound stopped her followed by a squeal of "Mary-san!" then by another noise, that Itsuki now recognized as moaning.
Her face breaks into an expression of disgust. These hormonal teenagers. Oh well, she knows from experience how scary these two can become when they're interrupted.
She figured she should just leave the lovebirds alone. For now.