Prologue~

Clear white covered the ground as more began falling from above. A small girl about 8 years old walked alone happily humming to herself. She had long red hair and golden eyes that glowed, visible with happiness and innocence. "Lalala it's snowing" sang the little girl walking in a park that harvested evergreen trees. She loved when it snowed it filled her with wonder as the little snowflakes fell down to the ground, each unique just as she was. As she walked on, she saw a leg near one of the ever green trees.

Worried, the girl's steady walk became staggered and panicky as she walked towards the forever green tree. When she saw the boy her face blushed. 'What is a boy doing here?' the little girl thought as she bent down near the jet black haired boy. She checked his pulse, luckily he was alive. The girl took off her scarf and wrapped it around his neck and mouth. The white scarf glowed brightly as his black hair scattered across it. She helped him up even though he was unconscious and carried the boy on her back.

"God he's heavy" complained the girl as she began her walk home. She looked back at the boy over her shoulder and then walked on 'What on earth was he doing here….Why was I helping him I don't even know him…? Was he homeless…?' Thought the red head as she continued walking. She kept walking and walking glancing at the boy a few times then looking on ahead. Silence was the only thing that accompanied them.

Finally she reached her house but a frown formed on her face. The front door oh her house was broken, the windows shattered. I carried the boy inside with me as I looked though the house. Chairs and tables were broken. Glass on the floor from broken windows, vases and any other glass like items all destroyed. I laid the boy on the sofa and laid my coat over him so he could keep warm. I went upstairs with a taught in my head 'where are my mom and dad?' AS fast as I could I ran upstairs and looked through my parent's bedroom and then mine.

I saw them two lifeless bodies on the floor a man with red spiky hair and emerald green eyes and a woman with long brown hair and golden eyes. 'They were dead…Lifeless like a statue who done this….' Thought the girl as tears flowed down her face. "MOTHER! FATHER! DON'T LEAVE ME!" She screamed as she fell to her knees. The floor was covered with a pool of blood but she didn't care, all she could do was cry her heart out.

The girl wept eternally on the wall, not noticing her sobs arousing the boy who now shuddered awake by her deafening blows on the wall. But that was the first thing he heard. The first thing he saw was a kishin creeping up behind the girl to kill her. His eyes widened, and before he knew it, he was blocking the girl's back as the kishin instead slashed his.
He coughed up blood that spilled onto the girl's scarf that she had lent him. The girl stopped weeping and then her teary eyed eyes became deadly, murderous eyes. "DON'T," she thundered, turning around. She hugged the boy close to her chest and thundered on. "YOU DARE DESTROY EVERYTHING IN MY WORLD." Her golden eyes turned into a sharp, angry thunder.
Before the boy could speak, the girl bent down near his ear and whispered, "Run." Then, before he knew it, she had darted away, kicking the kishin square in the gut. Surprised by her speed and unseen attack, the kishin coughed painfully. The girl hopped away keeping distance and her eyes fixed below the kishin's right arm. Tears started to fall again as she shouted, "RUN!" and again attacked the kishin. But she was powerless without a weapon. She had practiced so many times using her father, but now…
The boy ran. He ran alright, but towards her. He stood in front of her and wiped the blood that had been drying on the side of his mouth. The girl behind him opened her mouth to say something, but the boy's hand blocked her vision of the kishin. His cold yet gentle voice that sounded like snow melted through the girl as he said, "I'm December… a weapon." He hesitated to mention the last part.
The girl stood there, frozen, but then smiled and soon started to laugh. Her golden eyes looked like lightning now as she smiled bravely. "Coincidence or not, I'm a meister," she said, fully revived. She grabbed his arm and twirled around as his body shown ice blue. She stopped, foot behind one other as if in ballet class and the scythe around her body as if it were embracing her. "Rinako Dreams, ready to fight," she said glaring at the kishin who was about to meet its fate.

She charged forward slashing the scythe forward at the monster. I dodged and jumped in the air above her. She blocked it and swung again this time she hit it. "GET OUT YOU MONSTER!" Rinako screamed charging again whilst the kishin smirked bloodlust clear in his eyes. "AGRAAAHHH I WON'T LET YOU WIN!" she continued as the blade made contact with the kishin. The kishin blocked forward as the girl added more force into the attack. "YOU'RE NOT GOING TO WIN! I AM!" she screamed again pushing the scythe forward until it sliced the kishin in half. All that was left was a red soul that floated calmly. The weapon glowed a blue color and then transformed into a boy again. He walked over to the red soul and grabbed it. He smirked and then ate it. "Thanks for the meal" said December looking over to Rinako. "…Yea your welcome…." She said with a weak smile. She wobbled a little and looked like she was going to fall or something. December took notice and ran toward her to catch her from falling. "…U-um… t-thanks…." She said blush appearing on her face. The boy blushed too nodding at what she said then letting her walk freely. Not knowing what to do he quickly spoke up "so…are you the one who brought me here…?" The girl looked confused from the sudden question "…Um….yes I did I saw you freezing to death so I thought I'll be alright if I brought you home… with me…." She blushed more. The boy was shock of what she said or what she thought she said. 'I thought I'll be alright if I brought you home with me…. She said. Is this for real?' Thought the boy. "O-Okay…" he said blushing.

Rinako, a person who hated awkwardness, tried to avoid this scenario by saying, "You want me to make you dinner? You're probably hungry…" Her voice faltered as the thought of December eating the soul but then she continued, "Even more now that you had something to eat. I'll cook something for you if you want." She lingered in the doorway of the blood scattered room which held the bodies of her parents. She wanted to get out of here quickly but had to wait for December to reply.
"Uh… sure…" he said, adding an 'I guess' very quietly at the end. He stood there uncomfortably as Rinako slipped out of the doorway and down the stairs in a rush. He had no idea what to do, but then Rinako appeared from the doorway.
"You could take some of father's clothes for now. We'll go shopping tomorrow, okay? Good. I'm going to make dinner now," she said hurriedly running downstairs leaving December to find out where the clothes were. Rinako tapped her foot impatiently in the kitchen, thinking what exactly she should make for December to eat. She shrugged and just took any random ingredients. Today would be one of her random dinner days.
What came in her hands were: potatoes, carrots, lettuce, cabbage, pork, honey and… salt. Rinako laughed in her mind and muttered, "Guess we're having potato soup for dinner." She started to cook and drop almost everything into the pot except for the honey. Who would want honey in that? She put in a dash of salt and chopped one carrot. Peeling off some lettuces and cabbage strips, Rinako didn't see December coming in from behind.
A hand came over her head as she was sitting on a stool in front of the stove peeling the veggies. It lifted the pot and a wave of the potato soup swam out of the pot and clouded above her head. "It smells good," December complimented. "Let's just hope it doesn't taste horrible."
Rinako put down the veggies and pouted, "My mom taught me, thank you very much. Her cooking was very delicious and…" Rinako's eyes dropped at the memory of her now forever gone parents. She had hoped cooking would've blown them away, but all it did was remind her of her parents. She stood up, almost knocking December's arm that still held the lid, and started to stir the soup. "After this, you're leaving in the morning right?" she asked, a bit harshly as she forgot that he had been abandoned.

The lid was set down a bit noisily onto the counter besides the stove as December said, "I was hoping that I could stay here since… but if you want me to go, then I will." He started to move and Rinako knew that she had said something harsh.
Her hand that stirred the soup stopped and she turned around to hug December's back. Her tears now fell down like a waterfall. "Don't… don't leave me alone," her voice said muffled in the back of December's shirt. December's face was blushing so red that it shone as bright as Rinako's hair.
"F-Fine," he said at last. "I'll stay… and I'll protect you too." Rinako's right hand fell off of December's chest and rose shakily in front of him.
"P-Promise me," she muttered into the shirt December borrowed. December, trying extremely hard not to show Rinako his anxiousness, sighed and put his pinky next to hers. They locked and Rinako's left arm around December hugged him even tighter than before. "Th-Thank you, December," she muttered as her right arm hugged December again.
December, blushing as bright as the sun, stuttered, "Ri-Rinako?" He heard a mutter from behind and he continued. "W-Will you be m-my m-m-meister?"
There was a child-like laugh and Rinako said, "If only you will protect me." They stood like that for a long time, but that was their new beginning in life.