. It cost me a lot, because I thought I was hard put in the word but finally succeeded.
Christmas Roses.
L as Chopping Market Street woke up this morning with a soft white killed on the streets, almost glued to the houses. That night had its first snowfall, several weeks after that nothing happened, but all in all the people were satisfied and that no children.
also had many decorations in almost all commercial. Red and green ribbons, shiny and tiny spheres of various colors with bright garlands around columns and windows of most houses.
The store was once Hatter Hats, many people began to join in in droves. Whether for the holidays or the simple fact that the wizard Howl was attending, the business seemed to burst.
Sophie worked as he could receive support from Markl and grandmother. Should put flowers in the vase, watering them, wrap them in a nice paper and stuff. How long have you got the poster of 'Home Delivery' ? I did not know, and if it would ever learn to speak very clear Howl.
-Sophie ...
"Not now," said Sophie Markl hoarse, uneven cutting stalks of red roses incredibly.
imaginary sweat Removed the forehead wearily. At least for once, just once, would have liked to prepare roses instead gives it to her. But Howl was almost unpredictable, so do not expect anything from him.
"But, Sophie ...
Snorting, she turned to see the boy that looked a pitiful way.
- What, Markl?
Él se acercó a la mesa donde ella estaba trabajando, sus ojitos azules brillaban intensamente. Sophie sabía cuando utilizaba esa mirada. Lo vio usarla cuando Howl quiso mandarle un hechizo muy complicado.
–¿Puedo salir con Heen a jugar?
Permaneció callada, observándolo. Era simplemente un niño que la miraba de una manera muy suplicante, deseando salir a jugar a la nieve junto con su perro. Entrecerró los ojos y pensó que ese niño era muy suertudo.
"But bundle up," agreed Sophie, hearing the exclamation of joy and could not help smiling a little. At least someone if they would entertain.
was bored. Tired. Harta. Enough was enough! For three days it was spent locked in that room, trying to order! And each time was more and more! This was worse than when I worked with hats.
rebel Sophie had the feeling of throwing everything and lie on the sofa, opposite Calcifer and a delicious hot chocolate. She smiled as she imagined the soft, comfortable sofa, the warm heat given off by the fireplace and the sweet smell of roses ...
blinked. Does the smell of chocolate roses? Then, he realized he really was smelling like roses. Howl turned and saw his head down, his face really tired.
- What time is it?
He
moved up into the chair that was next to Sophie. Was held with the hind legs, resting his feet on the table.
-Low the foot of the table, "Sophie grumbled, frowning, but Howl hardly paid any attention -. You should get back to work.
Howl laughed, between tired and fun.
I closed the shop, he was tired of so many people replied with a yawn -. Sophie, tomorrow is Christmas ... Leave that thing.
Ha! It was so simple! It sounded great to leave things half done. Sophie could not believe that Howl had little responsibility, but she was not. If he started something, finish it was, so it was taught as hats.
-I end. Go upstairs and prepare something to eat. There's bacon in the closet and bread on the table, "said Sophie, linking a nice bouquet of white roses.
sighed, loosening the shoulders. As he liked the roses.
- And leave you here alone? Nonsense! "Howl complained, quickly removing his foot from the table and support for the four legs of the chair -. Sophie ... Your hands ...
She looked without understanding, until he noticed his hands. Were reddened due to cold water the flowers and hurt, since roses have thorns. Sophie was used to that, he had already happened before with hats as they sewed.
"I'm fine, not hurt," Sophie said with a big smile to remove this face worried, but did little.
Howl seriously looked at and stood up, holding his wrist. She let out a protest that was widely overlooked, and was dragged almost against his will into the house. Doing as if he had not seen the grandmother dozing in front of the fireplace, Howl Sophie left on a chair and went looking for a teapot.
- Howl? What are you doing? Sophie asked, bewildered, like a magician watching the kettle filled with cold water and then went to the fireplace, placed a Calcifer distracted.
- Ey-...! Hey! What? Calcifer cried almost disoriented, his eyes peering under the kettle.
-Sophie is hurt. "Let me know when the water is too hot? He asked with a smile persuasive, to which he nodded Calcifer annoying.
- E ... Wait! Indeed, it is not necessary! "The girl continued to insist now that Howl had a cloth over his right shoulder and a source on their hands.
Howl
But acting as if they were listening. When Calcifer said water was well, removed the pot and poured its contents on the source, which left a faint vapor. He pulled up a chair, wet the cloth and told Sophie that extended their hands.
-Howl, really, just ...
He looked straight in the eye with a straight face.
- Do you mind if I heal you?
opened his eyes in surprise and shook his head quietly, quickly. So, with some shyness, Sophie showed him his hands and began to spend Howl very gently on the wounds.
stifled a groan as the warm cloth touched his skin cold and hurt. He closed his eyes and let Howl continue to do so. It was delicate with the fingers, passing twice in order to remove the trace of the small blood and soil.
"This wound is very deep finger Howl murmured, peering Sophie index finger -. Does it hurt?
She did not answer.
-Sophie ..
sighed, defeated.
"A little.
Howl smiled a little. She liked to see this obstinacy. But he frowned as he could not leave the wound on his finger just like that, it was very deep, probably would have gotten the spine and had to remove it.
He approached the cuff of his shirt to his mouth and teeth tore it before the astonished gaze of Sophie. She tried to protest, but to no avail because Howl was still deaf ears. He wet the white strip in the warm water, like a bandage around his injured toe Sophie.
"Then I'll have to coserte shirt choked the girl protested, looking at his finger with the white cloth.
Howl laughed fun.
"Do not worry, I can fix it myself," approached her and kissed her temple -. Want to make milk chocolate?
Sophie stared for a moment and sighed, resigned. She had no choice but to nod his head.
- ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... -
Christmas.
It was Christmas. Howl opened his eyes, remembering what they did the night before, ate turkey, chatted a bit and did not open the store during the afternoon. Then, after a quiet dinner, all rose up and went to sleep. Tomorrow was another day.
Leaving the bathroom, he looked at Sophie's room. It seemed a bit upset that her out of work and more to break his shirt, but certainly he liked having healed a bit.
knocked on the door but nobody answered. Sensing that maybe he was sleeping, opened it and discovered the bed perfectly and without Sophie lying inside. Will there be returned to the shop at night? No, Sophie did not.
went downstairs. He could not help to smile a little bigger. Calcifer was dozing in the fireplace, hidden between the logs and on the sofa with a blue package in his hands, slept most beautiful and sweet girl he had known.
He walked slowly, watching her sleep. His mouth was half open, silver hair, his face partially tapaban and moved because of his breathing. She was so beautiful as when he saw her sleeping for the first time.
But, realizing his presence, Sophie frowned slightly and opened his brown eyes. Lazily blinked and lifted his face.
Howl
was there, leaning on the back of the sofa, smiling somewhat tender.
"Merry Christmas, Sophie.
opened his eyes in surprise. Then, a red dye appeared in her cheeks and looked timidly his blue package, then Howl and finally extended the package to him, shamefully.
-Fe ... Merry Christmas, Howl.
The magician walked around the couch and sat beside the girl, taking the package as happily as a child and opened it desperately. Sophie crossed his fingers behind his back, biting her lip.
Howl
What took the package was a sack, which had similar gray diamond. It was blue with silver cuffs, a line like the lapels and buttons. He was silent for a moment, carefully observing every detail.
- Did you do, right?
Sophie's eyes looked Howl. Shone like tiny stars.
"Yes.
Slowly saved the suit, and looked guiltily.
"So ... Did you ... hands hurt by this?
nodded shyly. Howl closed his eyes, forming a big smile and hugged her tightly, pressing her against him. Sophie was ...! Oh, this girl was amazing! He had managed to save him from Madam Suliman, returned the heart and hurt your hands now to make a Christmas gift.
loved her more and more, and more and more. And more grateful than ever to take back his heart. If not, never have been feeling the warmth on your chest that only she could wake up.
"I think that you like, right? Howl murmured, spreading it in order to show the white rose that was in his hands.
-Howl ... Gra ... Thank you ... "Sophie stammered almost inaudibly, with a large lump on his throat. No one had given her a rose.
nervously took her hands and felt its aroma. Many memories came to mind and they were all related to Howl; her perfume reminded him when he left the bathroom, and that freshness is always with him.
"Merry Christmas" repeated Howl, kissing her temple but staying close to his cheek.
Both looked into his eyes, and slowly started coming.
"Merry Christmas, 'said Sophie, before closing your eyes and feel the soft lips against his magician.
I had never thought that Christmas could smell like roses.
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