It was a night filled with snow, a harsh snowfall decorating everything below the clouds in a white powder and transform the landscape into a magical land full of wonder and undiscovered mysteries. People were all snuggled up comfortable in their homes surrounded by warmth as Christmas drew closer. Somewhere in a less populated area, there was a little cottage. It seemed to sit lonely out in a population of trees, thick smoke rising from a chimney. Right inside there the only light source was a dim light from the fire place. There sat a figure, the light too dull to provide a good image. But what was identifiable was a large novel sitting upon their lap.

"Ah, I was waiting for your arrival." They said, quiet, still their face covered itself in the shadows.

"Come join me. Let me tell you a story." He patted three taps on the cover of his book. And with that he opened it, a fresh page filled with a sea of words.

"Hm? What story?" A faint chuckled followed his question.

"Well a Christmas story of course. Now let's save the questions and dive in."

A flash of white light...let the story of the Christmas in Yokohama begin.

Twas the night before Christmas...

And all we can see...

For there right there in the snow...

Was a girl walking gleefully...

(Y/n) skipped through the white colored streets, the crunch of her shoes in the snow very audible. They detonated like a Christmas crackers every time she hit the ground. She enjoyed the sound, the sight, and just the atmosphere of the winter. Which is why her walk to the Agency took longer than usual. People would be shocked to see her just standing in the bitter cold for so long, but she didn't mind. She gathered snow in her hand from time to time, feeling it fall apart, and melting from the heat of her hand. She giggled, tiny puffs from her heated breaths condensed in the air. But unfortunately she was late already, and fearing a scolding from a certain blond haired detective she continued her walk.

And not far from her, she saw someone buried in the piled of snow.

"Eh?" She blinked, once...twice...three times, and she still saw the figure buried underneath the snow. She panicked running over and inspecting the body.
"Uh hello?!" She cautiously approached them. She wiped away the snow seeing a familiar tuft of brown hair.

"Ehh?!" She took a hold of the upper torso by the shoulders, and there she saw a good old friend of hers.

"D-Dazai-san?!" She exclaimed in extreme confusion. He shivered, but opened his eyes, quite abruptly making the poor girl nearly have a heart attack. The male hummed pursing his lips in a pensive manner, and he scanned the snow covered area before his eyes landed on (Y/n). He blinked himself, and both paused in confusion.

"(Y/n)?" He seemed disoriented as he just now identified the female. Suddenly a frown appeared on his face. His expression forming a pout.

"Aww, you interrupted the perfect suicide plan." He whined pouting even more.

"What?" (Y/n) seemed even more confused, suicide plan? She knew the detective had a..strange knack for suicide. But she wondered why he would want to attempt this on a special day. The more she tried, the more confused she got.

"And here I had the greatest plan to become a snowman. No suicide is more creative than hypothermia." He said grinning, his smug expression showing so much pride in his idea. (Y/n) sputtered, she couldn't believe how serious he sounded. She changed from confused to annoyed in an instant, her fingers came up to pinch and stretch his cheeks.

"Owww~" He drawled out in a pained whine, muffled by his stretching cheeks. (Y/n) continued pulling his cheeks wider.

"Dazai-san, please don't try to commit suicide on Christmas. It's supposed to be a happy day, besides everyone at the agency is waiting." She scolded, still pulling at his cheeks. He tried to protest but even if he tried his cheeks hurt too much to produce words. She finally let go, crossing her arms and giving a stern glare. Dazai rubbed his red cheeks, he huffed standing up and brushing off his clothing. He met (Y/n)'s stern glare and backed off.

"Ok ok (Y/n)." He said chuckling. Everything calmed down and the pair stood in the cold air. Dazai thought for a moment, and then his eyes lit up much like Christmas lights. He grabbed both of (Y/n)'s hands, looking into her eyes. His face was close as she stared into his gleaming brown eyes.

"(Y/n), I know what I want for Christmas." Dazai suddenly claimed.

"W-What? You do?"

He nodded, even a grown man like him seemed like an excited child awaiting their gift at this moment.

"I want you..." He whispered, if possible moving closer to her face. She let out a little squeak of surprise, and couldn't help the blush that creeped upon her red face. His expression changed to a very serious one as he continued staring at her.

"To commit a double Christmas themed suicide with me!" He then exclaimed, changing back to a child like expression. Immediately (Y/n) knocked him on the head, her heart still beating at a fast pace.

"Jeez! You never do change do you!" She exclaimed rubbing her fist.

"Owie!~ Ok Ok I'm done for real, but don't dismiss it as a joke~"

He dodged another fist sent his way by her. She only huffed, and then backed off.
"Besides, spending the holiday with you is nice." He said. She stiffened feeling the blush again, he always did that. How he always managed to charm her like that was a mystery in of itself, but even she had to admit she was happy herself. She enjoyed spending the holiday with him too, as well as everyone else. Speaking of...

"Wah! We're really late now!" She cried grabbing his free hand and tugging him. He just followed her for the fun of it.

"I pray for a Christmas miracle that Kunikida doesn't scold us."

"Shut up and run!"

So the two fled..

To the celebration held annually by the Agency...

As they ran they viewed the whole city decorated in green, white, and red

Although to their dismay, someone was already waiting for them quite angrily.

Kunikida tapped a finger on his elbow, his forehead scrunched with a vein pop up at his temple as he tried his best to keep calm. But he was failing. His eyes glanced at the door and the clock, and yet he saw no sign of a very annoying detective. He growled growing more irritated by the second. His anger induced daze interrupted by a tap on the shoulder. Atsushi chuckled nervously as he saw Kunikida glaring at him.

"Um...I'm sure they're fine Kunikida-san." Atsushi's voice even shook slightly as he spoke. Kunikida sighed, adjusting his glasses as he forced his stressed mind to calm itself down.

"I know that. I'm just annoyed...those two didn't even come help setting up the decorations!" He yelled pointing at the lights Tanizaki, Naomi, and Yukiko were trying to set up. Atsushi sweat dropped, even he checked the door concerned.

"Atsushi...why are there socks hanging on the wall?" A younger girl dresses festively in a kimono was pointing curiously at the decorations. Atsushi chuckled, patting her shoulder.

"Those are called stockings Kyouka-chan. Santa puts presents in there like he does under the tree." He explained. He had some knowledge of Christmas himself, but he never actually celebrated it. Even Kyouka, who looked in child like curiosity at the decorations, and whose eyes shined at the mention of Santa. It was their first time celebrating Christmas...with people that actually cared for them. It was better than any gift.

"Move it a bit to the left!" Yosano exclaimed, and Tanizaki struggled to shift due to his height and the place Yosano wanted to place the lights.
"Hey! Ranpo-san can't you help a little?!" He called to the other detective. He was at a desk reading through some papers while a candy cane stuck out of his mouth. He grinned mischievously, ignoring all of the yelling Tanizaki did. For he had his own plans these two nights of Christmas.

"OI RANPO-SAN!" He yelled even louder. This caught Ranpo's attention.

"Oh?"

"What the hell are you doing? Would you come help us?" Tanizaki repeated once again. A vein popped on him when Ranpo shook his head.

"No can do. I got plans." He said even giving an ominous chuckle afterwards.

"Plans? What plans?"

"Plans to capture Santa."

Everyone except Kyouka keeled over, they couldn't believe the words that came out of his mouth.

"CAPTURE SANTA?!" They all exclaimed in question simultaneously. Some even worried for the poor detective's sanity. They were in disbelief, someone of that age still believed in Santa.

"Uh... Ranpo-san...there might be a problem with that." Atsushi said sweat dropping, he actually kind of felt sorry for him.

"What problem would that be?"

"That Santa doesn't exist?" Tanizaki spoke out the truth that everyone dread to say.

"Of course he does, can you prove he doesn't?" He asked back in retort. Tanizaki wanted to facepalm, but was still currently occupied with the lights. He grumbled and argued no further, letting Ranpo live in his Santa fantasy. Kyouka observed Ranpo's plan with interest, and her eyes sparkled.

"Are we going to see Santa then? Are we going to see flying reindeer?" She asked, her monotone voice emitting a small amount of excitement. Ranpo laughed as he slugged his arm around Kyouka's shoulder and pointed forward.

"Of course! Being as smart as I am, as the greatest detective, I shall prove Santa's existence along with your help of course, Kyouka-chan!" He exclaimed once again producing a loud and proud laugh.

"Y-You two.." Atsushi sweatdropped but alas they were already dedicated. There was no point in arguing anymore.

"Ho Ho Ho!" A voice heard from the other end of the door. Too muffled to be identified, but it caught everyone's attention.
The door burst open, revealing Dazai...in a Santa hat and white beard. Behind him was (Y/n) with her fingers pinching the bridge of her nose, and ironically smiling.

"Merry Christmas!" He exclaimed. He imitated Santa's voice, Kunikida however didn't seem amused.

"Santa...?" Kyouka mumbled staring at Dazai. Now Atsushi was concerned about her. Kunikida didn't wait further to grabbed Dazai by the shell of his ear, a very frightening aura surrounded him, and it caused everyone to shiver.

"Oi...you know how long we all waited for your ass to come here. Idiot detective..." He said, his voice quite dangerously low. Dazai sweatdropped as he chuckles nervously.
"Now now Kunikida, don't be such a grouch at such a festive time. You know that we should enjoy this day." He tried to calm Kunikida but to no avail as that only seemed to further irritate the detective.

'Yeah right Dazai... you just attempted suicide not too long ago.' (Y/N) thought to herself.

(Y/n), even if she were dragged in late because of Dazai, still stepped in. She placed a gentle hold on Kunikida's wrist.

"Now now. Don't hurt him just yet, we still have a Christmas party to celebrate." Kunikida stiffened still keeping a strong hold on Dazai, but her expression and tone of voice calmed him, even his cheeks turned pink. He obliged, he let Dazai go, which in turn made Dazai fall to the floor.

"Ow. This Santa is just getting pushed around by naughty children today." He rubbed his sore face. (Y/N) helped him up only to flick his cheek, her expression still showing signs of scolding.

"Oh hush. You were late and kept everyone waiting. The least you could do is help everyone out now." He huffed but stretched up and went to the remaining lights. (Y/N) smiled at the scene, everyone gathered around for Christmas. A sight for the eyes to behold, especially since she were apart of it. The Agency were their own family, and it was the best experience to share Christmas with all of them. (Y/N)'s heart filled with a blissful joy that she couldn't express.

"Hello (Y/n)-san." Atsushi greeted her bowing. She ruffled his hair grinning at him.

"Heya Atsushi! Are you excited for Christmas?" She asked.

"Ah yeah.." He said. His lips formed a smile and his cheeks developed color to them as he saw her excitement.

He looked around himself, "Everyone's so excited huh?"

"Of course! It's the time of year everyone gets to spend with loved ones, give gifts, I wanted to make it extra special for you and Kyouka-chan this year." She said. Her smile was genuine and her tone so gentle, Atsushi could feel his heart skip. And her words so honest, directed just for him and Kyouka, he felt so touched. He couldn't help the burning in his eyes. (Y/n) noticed so she gingerly wiped the moisture near the brim of his eyes.

"Hey now, don't cry." She cooed still ruffling his white hair tenderly. It reminds her of the sublime pure snow.

"I never got to experience this sort of thing... so I'm just so grateful." He choked, his hands rubbing his eyes. She took his hands in hers gently squeezing them.
"Christmas miracles are around every corner you know. Now come on cheer up!" She went into her own cheerful tone, her mind didn't attempt to hide her colored cheeks. Atsushi could feel his face burn from his blush, and he nodded. She glanced out of the corner of her eye, catching Kyouka observing the conversation. (Y/n) had keen observation skills to catch the little tears even Kyouka had. (Y/n) squealed leaving Atsushi in a flash and wrapping her arms around Kyouka.

"Awww you too Kyouka-chan!" (Y/n) exclaimed smoothing the younger girl's hair. Kyouka wiped her eyes with her sleeves through the tightness of the hug.

"I-I wasn't crying." She denied in a soft voice. But she didn't fight against the hug, and instead relaxed herself in the embrace. How warm and safe she felt in (Y/n)'s hugs, the type of warmth she wanted for a long time.
"Thank you (Y/n)-san."

"Of course! I'd do anything for you two and everyone else!" She declared. Warmth, Security, it was what she spread throughout the Agency. She was their own little Christmas miracle.

"(Y/nnnnn)!" As soon as she let go of Kyouka she got tackled by another person, Ranpo.

"Ranpo-san." (Y/n)'s voice was strained, tapping his arm with her free hand.
"Will you join my plan in catching Santa?" He asked with his sparkling emerald eyes.

"Wait what?"

"Don't ask." Atsushi said once again sweat dropping as his fingers callously rubbed his temple. Ranpo is still with that plan of his.

"Finally done!" Tanizaki was on his knees pumping his fists. Naomi giggled into her hand, she hugged him; drawing her finger along the side of his cheek.
"Now we get to spend the time together don't we?" She asked in a quiet, even a little seductive voice that made him shiver.

"Keep it PG please!" (Y/n) called to them, they suddenly felt embarrassed by the sudden call out and stepped away.

The tedious task of decorations finally finished, the whole Agency ready for a good Christmas.
"And just in time too!" Another cheerful voice rang. Kenji walked through the door carrying in his arms boxes of sweets, as well as presents. The boy's strength never failed to impress and shock both Atsushi and (Y/n). He set the presents down near a tiny tree in the corner of the room, and brought the boxes of sweets to the desks.

"Luckily I got them before the stores closed!"

Ranpo was the first one to run up and grab himself a lot of sweets. His love for them knew no bounds.

"Ranpo. Save some for the rest of us." Yosano scolded him, and he only shrugged. Everyone went off as the celebration gradually began.

"Let's not forget Christmas alcohol!" Dazai popped out a bottle of expensive wine.

"Uh...where'd you get that Dazai-san?"

"I paid Chuuya a little visit, and took a bottle." He said, even sounding as if it was the most normal and obvious thing to do. Everyone's jaws dropped in shock.

"Dazai-san..."

"Idiot." Kunikida said face palming.

"I see the celebration has started already." A deep voice said, President Fukuzawa, walked through the door. He wasn't as festive or cheerful as the rest of them but he felt the spirit.

"Ah, hello. I'm glad you could come Fukuzawa-san." (Y/n) bowed at him only for him to let out a very small chuckle.

"You did so much planning just for all of us. So I've come to enjoy it myself." He said treading to the rest of the Agency.

And so the festivities began...

Each member letting go of their woes for the time being...

How smoothly everything ran..

Christmas spirits all around overseeing...

(Y/n) giggled going on and enjoying the festivities. It was a rather simple Christmas party, but it meant so much more to them. Just spending Christmas together with each other. (Y/n) could feel her heart pound as she interacted with everyone. Most of the younger members, and Ranpo, seemed the most excited at opening presents. Kyouka seemed to like a bunny hair accessory (Y/n) got her. (Y/n) cooed even more at her at how adorable she looked.

Dazai and Kunikida seemed to get a little tipsy with the wine they drank. Kunikida seemed borderline drunk, however, and kept mumbling stuff under his breath. Dazai giggled, lifting his head from the desk, his head felt light.

"(Y/nnn)~" He called. Suddenly (Y/n) felt a force hanging on her. Dazai still giggling uncontrollably closed in on her face.

"Heeey, you know there's something else people do on Christmas~" He said in a drunk drawl. From his pocket he took out a familiar item. A Mistletoe. (Y/n)'s eyes widened as they set upon the item, her blush returned...only more heavier. Dazai's hands rested on her shoulders, his eyes were sort of dark as they laid upon her.

"How about it?" He whispered, his voice low as he leaned in. (Y/n) was frozen, still, even processing his words a faint ghost of a touch on her lips. But that was yanked away, by Kunikida, once again very pissed off. The only difference was that he was also a bit drunk.

"Oiiii you...the hell are you doing?" He shook Dazai by his collar glaring at him. Dazai once again only gave a drunk giggle, he seemed unaffected by Kunikida's intimidations. Kunikida kept on scolding and yelling while (Y/n) sat stunned. Atsushi shook her slightly.

"(Y-Y/n)-san...are you ok?" He asked.

"Huh?"

"Oh yeah. I'm good." She said adding a nervous chuckle. Her face was still red, and she cleared her throat. Atsushi sighed giving a stern glare in Dazai's direction.
"He shouldn't do that..." He mumbled inaudibly.

"Ahhh! Noo! I want to kiss (Y/n) too!" Ranpo tackled her again, only this time he seemed slightly more angry. His expression formed a jealous pout, his emerald eyes gazing at her unsheathed by his eyelids. (Y/n), just as she was recovering, blushed at the word kiss. Yosano sighed and dragged him off at the back of his collar, he whined in response.

"Ranpo! Give her some space!" She scolded.

"Oh jeez." (Y/n) mumbled watching now two sets of scolding going on. Another little force hit her at her side, and this time Kyouka was hugging her.

"Eh? Kyouka-chan?" She didn't listen as her gaze was directed towards the other four. (Y/n) chuckled and pat her head. Meanwhile Atsushi, stared in the same direction, except unknown to anyone else, he also felt like Ranpo. He just was nervous about saying anything. (Y/n) sighed shaking her head in amusement, the members always had this crazy side to them. But it was just another thing she loved about them. Yes, she never wanted this to change.

She checked the clock on the wall, catching how a few hours have passed already. Her eyebrows furrowed, and she suddenly she remembered something. There was another place that needed her presence.

"Ah, I forgot. I needed to head somewhere, to drop off some gifts." She said.

"Oh? You're leaving?" Atsushi asked.

"Just for some time, there are some other important people that need a little Christmas cheer per say." She said. She jogged over grabbing some boxes and her coat as well. She opened the door, not before bidding good bye of course.

"I'll be back!"

She ran out of the Agency, turning to a very different place. A place much more darker, yet a place that just had the same warmth hidden.

And so the girl ran...

Away from one important place...

To somewhere more somber, more terrifying for an ordinary man

To spread some joy, as well the Christmas grace.

A place full of special people, who have their own celebration for this time of night.

''Twas the night before Christmas

The story's about to take a turn,

To the Port Mafia we go to where our story with (Y/n) shall return.

A/N: MERRY CHRISTMAS YOU WONDERFUL PEOPLES I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THE CHRISTMAS SPECIAL. I DID NOT WORK ON THIS ALONE EITHER. NOPE THIS CHAPTER WAS COLLABORATED WITH THE EVER FABULOUS aimar_ AND I AM SO HAPPY. IT TURNED OUT PRETTY GREAT RIGHT? THREE HOURS AND THREE K GOING ON FOUR K WORDS. THE SECOND PART YOU ALL KNOW WHERE THIS IS HEADED. MAR'S GONNA WRITE THE SECOND PART ALTHOUGH IT MAY BE A LITTLE CHRISTMAS BELATED. ALL OF YOU PORT MAFIA LOVERS WILL BE REWARDED FOR BEING SO PATIENT.