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Dedicated to anybody who likes the Hikaru and Renge pairing.

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S n o w f l a k e s

love as pure as the snow.

"I seriously don't know why you made me stay late, of all people." Hikaru grumbled as he wrapped his wooly, brown scarf around his exposed neck, the flesh that was unprotected from the unsympathetic winter winds. He turned his head slightly to glance at the girl that was attempting to catch up with his past paced strides.

"Well, it was for the better." Renge scoffed as she shoved a knitted black hat over her head, one that had little black kitty ears sewn on. The snowflakes caught in her mocha-coloured locks melted at the warm touch of the yarn. She huffed for breath after rushing through the ankle deep snow, her face stained with a nice, rosy blush from the cold.

Hikaru's paced slowed down drastically as he fully turned his head to look at the girl. "For the better? AS if." He rolled his eyes at the bothered female. "If not for you." He leaned forward and poked her thick, black jacket. "I could be home with Kaoru. And we could be doing 'fun' things."

"AS if." Renge mimicked as she stuck out her tongue and rejected the sarcastic comments. "Kaoru is at Kyouya's house, doing a homework project or something." She mockingly pocked his shoulder, with a little more force than anticipated.

"How would they be able to do that? They're not even in the same class! Let alone grade." Hikaru ran his fingers through the fur lining of her large hood. "What could they possibly be doing at Kyouya's house?"

Renge was about to begin spouting a list of possibilities before her eyes became locked with Hikaru's. His eyes locked on her full, rosy lips. "Uh…" He gulped as he watched a cluster of snowflakes fall upon them, and dissolve, wetting her lips.

"Ew!" She slapped his pale face, causing him to stagger back a few feet. "I highly doubt they're doing what you think they're probably doing." She resumed her regular pace, leaving Kaoru's other half standing in the snow.

"W-wait!" Hikaru called, as he dashed through the snow. He placed a cold hand over the place where she had slapped him; the sting of the wind against his slender hands beginning to give the sensation that his skin as ripping. He ran up beside Renge, walking beside her once again.

"What did you mean—" Hikaru paused. He now had understood what she was thinking about. "Ugh, you are kidding me." He scowled, turning his face away from hers. She looked at him thoughtfully. "Does Kaoru really matter that much to you?"

The question caught him off guard. She looked so serene, and for once, she was smiling a smile of sincerity.

"O-of course!" He stuttered, forgetting about the ripping sensation because he had lost all feeling in his hands. "Why do you ask?" He turned his head to look at hers, and once again he blushed.

"Well, because…" Her large, liquid eyes turned and stared into his. "I'm thinking of…"

Hikaru moved a little closer to her, his hand brushing lightly against her small one. The sensation of being so close to an actual female, so close to one that was willing to talk to him and take him seriously…it made a shiver crawl up his spine. Not like he never talked to girls; he talked to them everyday, entertained them everyday, wooed them everyday…

"Replacing your 'brotherly love' act with a 'forbidden love' act. Involving Kaoru and Kyouya." Renge finished, her eyes seeking a mock form of amusement in Hikaru's expression.

"No, wait! You can't…" He muttered, his brows burrowing at the look of Renge's innocent smirk. "Stupid Otaku."

"Shut up."

"Well, it's your own fault for slapping me in the first place." He pouted, and the laughed.

"Since when does this have to do with any of this?" She laughed back, and looked at his hand. It was dry and red, and small cracks were forming on the surface. She stopped, and grabbed his wrist before jerking it away from his face.

"Awh, princess." She cooed, her eyes twinkling with the reflections of the falling snow. She took his hand, and intertwined it with her own. He felt blood rushing up to his face, and a few, unusual wave of heat surging through his hand.

"My, Hikaru, your face is awfully red." She poked his cheek with her free hand. "Is it because of my dazzling beauty?" A large, happy smile appeared on her face before she felt Hikaru pull away.

"Yeah, right." He relaxed his intertwined hand, as it slipped out if it's little knot. She leaned down, and formed a little ball of snow.

"Wait, Hikaru, what're you—"

Smack.

The wet snow came into contact with her upper shoulder, just barely missing contact with her face. Her head whipped around and looked at the cheeky boy, his soft locks tousled and topped with snow, his inviting face almost saying 'Come and get me.'

"FINE!" She yelled, and ran towards him at full speed, evidently pinning him down, his face flat in the snow. They wrestled for a few moments, rolling around and laughing in the snow and leaving prints of their little tussle. They stopped for a moment, to catch some air. She sat atop him; her chestnut honey locks spilling out of her hat and across her face.

"You can be so annoying sometimes, you know?" Hikaru grumbled, his eyes locking onto hers. "And heavy. Would it kill you to lose some weight?" He wiggled under the dating-sim fanatic's weight, his lungs heaving with a dramatic flair. "Gosh…" He gasped. "So…heavy…"

"You're just too weak then." She mashed a hand of snow against his face, and quickly retreated off of him, and stood up. Her cat hat was slipping to the side, but she didn't care. She was getting fairly hot from their little wrestle; small beads of sweat were forming on the back of her neck.

"Yeah… you just keep thinking that." They had almost reached the front gates of the prestigious academy. "Were you serious about the 'forbidden love' thing?" His voice turned mellow and serious. Renge laughed and shook her head.

"Well, it could work out you know…" They stopped at the gates. Hikaru smiled at her. Renge blushed, but it was fairly hard to tell since her cheeks were already bright red from the harsh blows of the wind. It was a strange feeling; Hikaru had always just called her a stupid otaku before. "Kaoru has Kyouya now,

The snowflakes blew across their faces, getting tangled in their hair. He held her face in his passably cold hands, and brushed his lips with hers before attaching himself to her full, snowflake-kissed lips ever so softly.

"And I have you."

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