AN- I was bored, very, very bored. This is what happens when you allow me to create an OC's past as I write about them.
Yuki no Hana
"Well Snowflower, what do you have planned for today?" The memories flooded her. Every time he had called her Snowflower, every time she'd protested. It had been his name for her. She had been his Snowflower, his baby sister. "Thanks, Snowflower." She knew why she had hated the name. It made her seem pretty, like a flower. She knew better. She understood that ice is only pretty in the firelight. Now, with Axel's spirit living in her, Arlexia was always pretty, since his fire burned in her. But it wasn't the same. When she remembered the fact that she now held Axel's flame, the memory of the last time Axel called her Snowflower, just moments ago, hit her. "I- I'm sorry, Snowflower." Her tears were ice before they hit the ground. "You have nothing to be sorry for, brother."