TMNT: 2003 Boyfriend scenario - Love Is Blossoming.

A Christmas kiss - Michelangelo

The whole month of Decembrr you and Mikey had shared one mutual wish: To spend Christmas together. Both of you had been extremely excited about it all, but one of you had been even better to share the high-spirit than the other.

You didn't really mind Mikey's excitement. Actually you found it really adorable that he kept a mistletoe with him everywhere he went. You barely got a moment of peace where he wouldn't pop up some odd place or sneak up on you and peck you a kiss.

In the mornings he often woke you up with a quick kiss on the cheek or on the nose. Later on through the day he'd either surprise you under lunch or dinner, or he'd catch a kiss from your lips while you were making homework. At some point it had gotten annoying. Not for you, but for everybody else as he kept insisting that the rest of the family should follow the rules when he borrowed the small plant to them.

Raph had thrown several of the mistletoes out or crushed them to dust. Somehow however, your orange-maaked ninja always had managed to pull a new one out a few moments later. It almost was magic and you silently wondered where he'd keep them stock at. Master Splinter hadn't let his son run free with it either, but also he had to give up in the end when he became aware his son was not to be stopped.

It was once again Mikey's turn to wash the dishes after dinner. Willingly you had chosen to help him, so you could go to bed together a little earlier. It was only few days before Christmas Eve and just because you were doing a choir, it didn't mean your dear boyfriend would let a chance to kiss you pass.

You giggled as MIkey pulled back from another peck on your cheek. Hearing your amusement, a wide grin showed on his green face. "Merry Christmas again chica," he repeated like he had just a half hour ago.

"Merry Christmas silly," you answered once more while putting back a plate to its rightful place. You glanced towards MIkey, knowing immediately he was planning on a new attack. You laughed lightly, shaking your head. "You know. There's more to Christmas than mistletoe."

He handed you a cup while waving your comment off. "I know that. There's delicious food, decorations, songs, presents, candy...All the good stuff..." You nodded in a agreement as you returned the cup to its home. "But I don't really care about that this Christmas."

By his surprising words you turned to face him, looking mildly confused. "Why not?"

"Because," he started and dried his hands in a towel before approaching you. "All I want for Christmas is you."

You blinked taken aback by his sudden state of seriousness. What you were even more surprised about, was the kiss that followed. MIkey kissed you for the 30th time that evening, differently though this one was long-lasting and on the lips. It was filled with more than simple fun: it was filled with love.

When he separated from you, he hugged you tightly. You stood like that for awhile, but it had first really dawned for you many hours later: The last kiss was without a mistletoe in present.