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Color of Snow

Part 1

Long fingers adjusted the heavy fabric of the winter hat protecting a dark head of hair from the harsh wind that blew the snow in an almost horizontal line. The hat kept moving on Kurogane's head. He didn't see why he had to wear the hat, or the jacket with so much padding he couldn't move his arms without an effort. He looked over to his lighter haired companion and a growl bubbled up in his throat. It was all Fai's fault that his fingers were freezing as he messed with the hat he had forced onto his head. He gave up on keeping the hat on his head and stuck his hands in his pockets.

The snow continued to fall and the wind continued to blow. The tall man was beginning to wonder if they were ever going to get to the temple the townspeople said held a magical power. Sayoran automatically thought it was one of Sakura's feathers. The only reason he wasn't with them was due to Sakura's collapsing moments before they departed. The concern on his face had left an impression on Kurogane. He didn't know if he had ever felt that strongly for anyone. He'd felt for the princess, but it was as if it was his duty to feel for her, he wasn't sure if it he did anymore.

"Are we there yet?" Fai's voice shocked him out of his thoughts and he searched the snow covered field. It was white for what seemed like miles, but hopefully it was that far, they had been walking for hours and even if their pace was slow they should almost be there.

Kurogane shrugged, but it was doubtful Fai saw it, between the snow and the pure bulk of his jacket.

"Do you see that?" The blond's long arm was pointed in front of them. A dark blur was barely visible, but it was there. They quickened their pace. The blur slowly started to change into the temple they were after.

They stepped onto a bridge, frozen over from the cold. During warmer weather the bridge was an entrance that arched over a peaceful stream. The wind quickened as they neared the door. Kurogane pushed on the large door and it opened enough for them to slip in before slamming shut. They leaned against the door gasping for breath.

"What do we do now?"

"Find the feather and go." Kurogane closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "The wind should calm down by then."

Fai pulled off his outer jacket and set if on the floor near the door. The clean white of the fabric looked angelic against the dirty decaying brown of the floor. Kurogane's eyes fell on Fai, they slid along the lean length of his back. When Fai turned he looked to the ground and shrugged his jacket off. It fell down on top of his companion's, covering its pure white with a black that seemed to draw in the light.

The temple was a long building its hallways seemed to stretch on forever. The dark corridors were empty of any life whatsoever. As Fai walked down the hall, he trailed a gloved finger along the dust covered walls. He didn't know what they were looking for, the people of the town had only said the temple held a magical power. They never said anything about a feather.

A thump and an eerie sound swept behind Fai. He turned quickly, his breath caught and his heartbeat quickened. There was nothing. The hall was still empty. He let out his breath and turned back.

He bumped into something and fell to the ground, shutting his eyes tight in the process. He opened them and found himself looking up at an angry Kurogane. Then again he always looked angry so you could never really tell.

"Something wrong?" The dark haired man asked as he offered a hand to the one on the floor.

Fai looked back as he rose, but there was still nothing. "No, Kuro-pii." He looked around them, the temple appeared to have been abandoned years ago, and the rooms were all empty.

"There isn't anything here," Kurogane said, irritation plain in his voice.

"Let's go back then."

The taller man shrugged and started walking back to the door. He struggled with his jacket and pulled open the door as Fai was working on his. The wind howled and pushed hard enough on the door that Kurogane was pushed back. He groaned and pushed on the door, just trying to get it shut. The door slowly started to shut. A gust of wind blew and only with Fai's sudden help did the door keep from being blown open.

Laughing, Fai leaned against the door as it shut. He shrugged off the one sleeve he had gotten on and turned to Kurogane, who was staring off down the hallway.

"Do you need help with that?"

He took the bulk jacket material in his hands and moved to take it off, but Kurogane started running down the hallway.

"Stay!" He ordered as he rounded one of the few corners in the temple. Fai let his hands fall as he stared after him in disbelief.

A few hours later Fai was still near the door. He paced back and forth. The eerie sound from before whispered along the walls again and he turned to the corner where Kurogane had gone. He set off, and when he turned the corner he heard a yell. He turned but the hall was bare, and he couldn't tell if it was truly a yell, or the wind playing a trick on him.

"You seem jumpy." Kurogane's voice was barely a whisper and was brought so close to Fai's ear that he gasped. "It seems that we aren't alone here. We should find someplace to... until the storm lets up." The wind howled loudly covering Kurogane's words.

Fai nodded and went back to the door. He picked up his jacket and continued down the hall. He'd seen a room earlier that had a window and decided that would be the best place. He opened a door, and waved Kurogane in.

The room was one of the monk's bedrooms. Everything in it was covered in layers upon layers of dust, confirming how long it had been since anyone had been there. "Who else is here?" Fai asked as he walked to the window. Kurogane locked the door and turned to the room with a wicked smile. He advanced on Fai who was staring mesmerized at the endless white.

"Such a pretty color," Kurogane said as his hand slid around Fai's chin. He tried to turn, but the fingers, that were so soft on his skin, held him with an iron grip. His head was turned and light kisses on his neck sent shivers down his spine. Fai leaned back resigning himself to the other's advances.

A growl echoed out of Kurogane's neck. That one sound froze Fai in his spot. His heart beat quickened and he tried to pull away. He got away, but was spun back to face the serious expression of his companion. He looked up his light eyes filled with an apprehensive fear.

He could have moved back to avoid Kurogane, but he didn't. Instead he leaned up to meet his lips. The touch was soft, but only for a moment. As if an uncontrollable hunger filled him, the dark haired man tightened his grip on the smaller's arms. His lips pushed harder, a mouth crushing kiss. Fai pulled back enough to gasp in air, and in that moment he was pushed onto the bed.

A suffocating cloud of dust rose up and Fai coughed each cough only filling his lungs with more of the dust. Finally it settled and he could breathe again. He took a breath in and with that breath Kurogane was on him, pulling at clothes and covering him in kisses. There was aggression in those light touches, aggression that he didn't want. He tried pushing him off, but he was too strong.

"Kurogane!" Fai yelled, trying to break his friend from the spell he appeared to be under.

The door suddenly burst open and a dark blur flew at Kurogane.

"Get off him you lecherous old monk!"

Fai blinked as he saw two Kurogane's standing before him. One had a face of bruises and was holding his ribs as he breathed heavily, while the other stood rigid before him glaring. The glaring one roared and moved forward. Fai could have sworn he saw Kurogane flinch, but the movement was gone as the other disappeared.

"You finally got my name right." The remaining, and true Kurogane turned and with a smile collapsed to the ground.

A/N: So. I redid some of this... its mostly the same, just fixed a bit.