Disclaimer: Watsuki owns it all. I own only what came out of my brain one afternoon after testing...
A/N: The Rurouni Kenshin fandom has become flooded with these lately, hasn't it? Oh well, one more can't hurt, right?
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Snow fell from a gray sky, perfect as a newborn child. Even the
smallest breath would disturb the gentle flurries, so he held himself
still.
He did not belong in this world of gray and white. His hands would stain the colorless, soundless perfection.
Laughter startled the silence as a little girl tramped out onto the blanket of white, her mother close behind.
Red hair, yellow shirt, purple ribbons and suddenly, the world was brimming with color.
He sat back as his wife and daughter pressed soft, wet snow together, creating, playing and watching snowflakes waltz about, whole and unbroken.
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