Hello everyone! Merry Christmas! Happy Hanukkah! Happy Holidays! For these festive times (God, I sound like a commercial…) I have decided to write a story! (you can groan if you want)

Since this story is going to be little confusing because I will be referring to the characters with multiple names I am just going to spell out who is who.

Dasher is Sasuke, Dancer is Sakura, Prancer is Neji, Vixen is Ino, Comet is Shikamaru (wouldn't he be cute with antlers!) Cupid is Naruto, Donner is Yamato, and Blitzen is Kakashi

Also, when they say "D and B" they are referring to Donner and Blitzen.

To make it easier to understand, Naruto doesn't refer to them by their reindeer name, her refers to them by their human name. Kakashi will mostly refer to them by their human name, but he will reference their reindeer name when talking about their duties or during arguments and such. Neji refers to everyone by their reindeer name, and Sasuke uses the reindeer name to refer to himself, sometimes, and also when it insults the others (sorry if it's confusing) Everyone else just switches between their human and reindeer names.

SUMMARY: Santa has been missing for over eighty years. The reindeer, who have been reincarnated, have been desperately looking for his reincarnated self. They have from the Harvest Moon until the Winter Solstice of each year to locate him and get him ready for his duties. But what if Santa doesn't believe what his reindeer are telling him? How will they ever convince him to fulfill his duties? Many of the reindeer are losing hope, but Dancer is determined to help him believe in the power of Christmas!

A black haired teenage boy stood in the doorway to her room, almost invisible in the shadows because of his dark attire. A black sweater with a low-cut triangle neck hung loosely off his form, revealing the pale skin of this chest. His jeans were worn and faded, but still retained their dark gray color. He looked stoic and serious, nothing warm about him at all. His eyes were cold and detached, and his pose was uninviting.

The person he was looking at had not noticed his presence; had not noticed, or had not cared. She stood by the large window looking out to the snowy paradise devotedly, searching for something, waiting for something, with every fiber of her being.

She was the youngest and most gentle out of everyone living in the large house by the woods. She was also the most innocent. She had not caused any violence, and had not participated in any of the small rivalries going on throughout the house. She had only looked out at the world through the reflective pains of glass windows and searched above in the open skies.

Her hair was a rose like shade, reflected in the light it almost looked like a soft pink flower, only now it was covered by a tan Newsboy hat slanted slightly to the side. Her eyes sparkled like a child's every time she saw the snow fall, and her soft pink lips were never the owners of any course words or foul language.

Today she had dressed in a short light brown skirt, her legs being covered by wool leggings of a creamlike color extending only an inch or two below the ruffled skirt. Her boots weren't necessarily made for winter, more for fashion than defense against the cold. Tanned Eskimo Uggs with a good three to four inch covering of faux fur at the top of each boot. They weren't long, only extending to just below her knee, but they had two stings attached to each one where a ball of faux fur hung. She had a long hide coat that hung loosely down to her knees. It could be tied with a belt as well as buttoned up, but she had just let it hang slack and open, revealing the pale creamy green scarf that wrapped around her neck and hung down her chest.

Bored, the black haired boy leaned his body against the doorframe, blowing a strand of hair covering his face away with a soft huff of breath.

The boy cleared his throat, slightly irritated that he had to be the one to tell her.

"Sakura, D and B have returned."

The girl tore her gaze away from the window, looking at him expectantly, her light red hair flying around her in a halo. Before even uttering a sound, she had sprinted past the stoic boy and out of the room, vanishing down the hall.

They've returned! They've returned! They've returned! she thought excitedly as she scurried down the steps, barely focusing on her footwork in her speed, but considerate enough not to jump down the entire twenty step staircase in her frantic journey.

The sounds of talking and laughter filled her ears, and the scent of eggnog, spices of nutmeg and peppermint, and the rich scent of hot cocoa filled up her senses, all of it which made her adrenaline rush to an even higher height as she made her way closer to the kitchen, where the only door leading to the snowy wonderland of the outside world was located.

Her hands slammed against the family room doors, separating her from the reunion, and as soon as they were open enough to fit her small figure, she burst through them into the crowded room.

"Did you find him?" she demanded, breath heavy and ragged from her adrenaline rush. She was talking to the two oldest people in the room, almost glaring at them with her expectant eyes.

The room went silent.

A brunette haired man in his early thirties was the first to give way.

He caught her eye, only for a moment, and had to look away, a sad and solemn look on his face.

Sakura's eyes widened slightly, then looked even more desperately at the other man, the silver haired one.

His black winter scarf was wrapped around his face in such a way that you could only see up to his eyes, but his silver bangs hung so long that it covered an one of those eyes. This meant that you could not tell what he was thinking unless he told you.

"Please, Blitzen, tell me you at least found a trace of him!"

He closed his one visible eye, and shook his head slowly from side to side.

Her heart sank, but before she could whimper the protests of her grief, Blitzen cut her off with his smooth nostalgic voice.

"We're still only able to move on the one fact we know. He is somewhere in this city, but no matter where we look we can't seem to catch a new trail of his scent. The city is too big and there are too many other scents mixing with his. We can sort through it all, but it will take longer. Don't worry, we'll find him, it's only a matter of time."

"That's just skepticism, you should know that Blitzen. You and Donner have been searching for him since the day he went missing over eighty years ago. I've been here only seven years, and even I can tell that it's hopeless."

Blitzen glared at the occupant with the attitude, the black haired teen that retrieved Sakura. "Then why are you still here, Sasuke." he snapped sharply, a snarl of ill-intent dripping into his voice.

"Ah, Dasher and Blitzen are going at it again. So troublesome…" came the tired voice of another dark brunette haired teen, a loud yawn making its way out of his mouth as he stretched in his station on one of the chairs by the table, his arms stretching lazily across its wooden surface. "Try to keep it down this time."

A small yet loud laugh made its way through the corner of the room. "Ha! Take a look at that! Even Shikamaru woke up because of your pointless arguing." a blonde haired loud mouth laughed. "Bets! Bets anybody! My money is on Kakashi!" he shrieked.

Blitzen and Sasuke just ignored him, again, for this was the usual kind of action he took during tense times like these.

"You are a selfish egotistic kid, Sasuke. If you don't wish to find him then hurry up and leave so that Dasher can come back and find him like he's supposed to. The world doesn't revolve around you."

Sasuke clenched his hands into fists at his sides. "I am Dasher, Kakashi," he spat, disrespect obvious in his tone. "I'm free to think what I want when I want. Just because I've seen things for what they are doesn't mean that I'm not one of the eight!"

"Oh, I know that. You are one of the eight. Sixth out of the eight! And I, the first, have been ordered by Master himself to keep all of you in line. Now, go to your room and think over that self-absorbed attitude of yours!"

The black haired Sasuke was about to voice a protest, but couldn't. Kakashi was, after all, correct. Blitzen had been put in charge and was the oldest and most experienced out of all the reindeer. He had never been reincarnated, meaning he had never lost hope or view of his duty. So, instead of arguing back against him, Sasuke merely shifted his weight to his left leg, and shoved his hands in the pockets of his white cut-off pants. "Hn." he said, as if that was what won him the argument, and casually started walking toward his room, as if that was what he had intended to do to begin with. After all, Dasher could never refuse an order sent by Blitzen. It was impossible.

After the awkward fight was over and dealt with, and Sasuke had left the room, the silver haired adult had begun striking up conversations with the few remaining people in the room. As soon as the fight had broken out, Donner, the brunette that had come with Blitzen, as well as Naruto had left to go into the living room to take a break from the loudness. The only people in the room were now Sakura, the lazy Shikamaru, and a pale eyed stoic boy named Neji.

"So, where's our lovely little blonde?" the silver haired Kakashi said happily, now that the stress of returning home was out of the way.

"Vixen went on a date." The pale eyed boy said. "She said they were going to a movie and that she would be back by tomorrow."

Kakashi sighed. "Again?"

Shikamaru yawned again. "That's Ino for you."

Not liking where the conversation was going, Sakura left the kitchen and made her way into the family room where the two others were located.

"So, Yamato, how was the trip through the city? How far did you go? Did you meet any girls? Did you get shot at!?" The loud blonde was asking impatiently.

The older brunette lifted his hands in order to try and quiet him down, but was still bombarded with question after question.

"Okay, Okay, I'll talk. I'll talk!" he laughed at the eagerness of his younger companion. "The trip was okay, just long. We traveled block after block, circled a few times when we thought the scent was strong, but ended up being misguided and had to go look somewhere else just to come back to the exact same spot. Kakashi and I stayed human. It would attract attention in a city, but it would also cause a liability. Hunters are getting more fearless. They've been shooting at deer in the park even, thinking no one will notice since it's so wooded, but we do. I'm not scaring you too much, am I, Naruto?"

The blonde swallowed nervously and tried to laugh it off, but it was obvious that he was a little bit afraid, after all, hunters were something to be feared.

After regaining his aloof composure, Naruto placed his folded hands behind his head and leaned back into the blue recliner chair. He stared at the ceiling for a while, the silence becoming heavier and heavier.

Sakura closed her eyes, a slight tiredness had come over her from her disappointing day.

"Hey, Yamato…" Naruto said finally, his eyes locked on the setting sun illuminating through the window by Sakura's nearly sleeping form.

"Hrm?" he answered absentmindedly.

"Do you think we'll ever find him?"

Yamato sighed, "I don't know."

"Wait a sec, you haven't been reincarnated either, just like Kakashi, but if you're doubting then shouldn't you have been born again, at least once?"

Yamato thought a bit, then answered. "Well, me and Blitzen have different points of view on the situation. He believes that it is our duty to look for our master, he once had the thought that this was a test to see how loyal we were, but that was a long time ago. I, on the other hand, think he'll come back on his own. He left of his own free will, he'll come back on his own free will. I think Kakashi only looks for him because he can't stand to be away from him. We're all connected to him after all, and he had been the closest to him since he was together with him the longest. That's a large part of his life that just went away."

Naruto blinked a bit, letting it all sink in.

"Wait a minute, you referred to Blitzen as Kakashi… You mean there was a difference between the way Blitzen is now than the way he was then?" he asked confused.

Yamato let out a loud laugh. "You could say that. Blitzen has become more concerned about all of us, he thinks of us like his kids. Back then he was a very stern guy. He wouldn't whine about being hungry until Master fed us, he wouldn't bend the orders of Master either, he had to do everything exactly as was said. He was annoying to be around actually. I looked up to him, sure, but sometimes I couldn't stand him. I once had the thought that Blitzen wouldn't even take a dump without Master's orders."

"Really?" Naruto laughed, almost not believing that the aloof acting leader of them had once been so strict and uptight. "Hey, Yamato, do you think we'll ever meet him again?"

"Oh? Why would you ask that?"

"Well…" Naruto looked away in embarrassment, "I'm starting to think we'll never find him."

Suddenly, Sakura bolted up out of her chair, no signs of tiredness were apparent on her face anymore. She walked toward the direction of the window, pushing its doors open once she got there.

"Where are you going?" Yamato demanded, as he watched the youngest member of the house put her booted foot onto the sill of the window, not wanting to lose tabs on any of his companions.

"To go look for him."

With those words she threw herself out the window, letting the cold air fill her lungs as she fell. In less than a second she had the will to shift. As though she had never been human, her body transformed into a sleek deer with a coat of red copper, silver hooves galloping against the air as she rose in height, and disappeared into the coming evening.

Yeah, I know that today is Christmas, but I finally finished the plotline for the story and began writing. (I would rather write than sleep after being stuffed with awesome food *drools* My mom's Creamed Corn is the best!)

R&R Please!

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!!!!!!!!!