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A crashing noise sounded from the room Izumi was headed towards.
"Argh, stay away from me dammit!" That sounded like Kaoru.
"Aw, c'mon Hakaze! Is it really that bad?" Chiaki.
Izumi stood in front of the door, unsure if he really should be going in there.
At Eichi's suggestion, class 3-A was having a small class party to celebrate... Christmas, was it? Izumi really didn't want to go, but it wasn't the greatest idea to defy him, and Eichi was kind of... scarily into the idea. So, in the end, Izumi decided to play it safe and show up for a while then make up an excuse to leave. He was running a little late, but now was having second thoughts after hearing the commotion.
Before he could turn around and leave, Keito's voice, a lot closer, started as well, "Don't you dare, Morisawa! I said, no--!!"
The door flung open, and Izumi took several steps back to avoid having it break his nose. It seems Keito had backed up into it, struggling with Chiaki who was wearing... a mistletoe headband? Keito was pushing back at the arms that were trying to envelope him, leaning as far back as possible. He looked like he was going to burst a vein.
Izumi sidestepped them quickly, not wanting to get involved as Keito shouted, "Stop it already!!"
Inside, Kaoru was reorganizing chairs that had fallen, probably what that crashing noise was earlier. "It'd be one thing if it was a cute girl, but I definitely do not want that kind of thing from you," he muttered, agitated.
"Ah, Sena-kun, you're here," Eichi, wearing reindeer antlers, stood by a table with a very out of place ice sculpture with a moat of fizzy looking drink around it. Was that supposed to be his addition to the party...?
"Yeah..." he started when a slamming noise cut him off. Both his and Eichi's gazes were redirected towards the door, now closed, and Keito storming back from it. Chiaki was nowhere to be seen.
"Haha," Eichi put one hand to his mouth, "Everyone seems to be getting along well, hm?"
How!?
Eichi, a santa hat in hand, went to meet a ranting Keito halfway, and Izumi placed the cake he brought next to the huge ice swan.
There, now he had played his part and added to the party. He exchanged 'Merry Christmas's with Kaoru and exited the room while the other two were preoccupied.
Closing the door softly behind him, he spotted a dejected figure, crouching with head in arms across the hall. So, this is where Chiaki was... did he get kicked out? Christmas seemed right down his alley; it was weird to see him so depressed at a party. Well, whatever. Today, Izumi had planned to avoid all trouble. Just ignore him, he thought.
Then, something crunched under his foot.
It was... a mistletoe?
He glanced at Chiaki's lowered head. The mistletoe part of his headband that used to be attached with a wire was snapped clean off, probably by Keito.
Well... it was Christmas time. And, he did feel a little bad for Chiaki...
He knelt in front of the brunet who was still radiating dejection, reattaching the mistletoe by wrapping the wire around his headband.
When he felt hands at this head, Chiaki lifted his face, "...Sena...?"
"This isn't like you, Chia-kun," Izumi kissed his cheek, "Now, take this ridiculous thing off and enjoy the party."
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Three heads turned towards the door, listening to yelling and a squeaking noise that sounded a lot like the rubber soles of sneakers against the tiled floor as someone was being dragged across them... or someone trying to hold on to something moving away.
"SENA, ONE MORE, JUST ONE MORE, PLEEEAASSEEE."