Crisp virgin snow fell from the sky as the stark of day approached. It was beautiful, and it reminded me of all the times I spent with my mother. I smiled, as I sat at the window sill, grateful for all that had been given to me, my time with the Sohma's, and a wonderful life filled with all those who loved me. I will never take any of these things for-granted. I was yet so grateful but I had no idea how to repay all those who stood by my side, and with those thoughts I started to cry.
Suddenly there was the sound of approaching footsteps but I had not noticed. I suddenly heard someone ask me if I was alright but I couldn't answer right away so I turned around, it was Yuki and I was suddenly ashamed for getting caught crying. "I'm sorry" I said. "I truly never meant to bother you so early in the morning" I said with a false smile plastered on my face, a smile that was unable to keep the tears from running down my cheeks. I closed my eyes. I was too embarrassed to see the expression on his face; I was scared that maybe he would think that I was being unappreciative or that I didn't like it here, but to my surprise, none of that was true. I felt warm fingers brush against my face, cleaning my face of all the tears that had began to spill down my cheeks. When I opened my eyes, I was greeted by a warm smile which brightened my mood. I watched as he sat down beside me, both he and I watching the untouched snow. He never pried for me to tell him what was wrong; he just sat there, holding me close to him, keeping me company as we let time go by. Yuki, in more ways than one, was like the virgin snow, seemingly so lonely but a beauty in its own right, and that's what I loved most about him.