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Snowflakes of a variety of patterns covered the streets with it's pure, glacial drops.
It had been months since the Representative Battle took place. No news had been told to the oblivious Mist Guardian.
Chrome walked the streets while clutching her scarf. She could see each breath she took. A soft sigh left her chapped lips.
Suddenly, a violent cough came out. Short wheezes came out as she tried to breathe with her sickness in the way.
As she walked down the bridge toward her old home in Kokuyo, she stopped and glanced at the scene.
Christmas decorations decorated the small town with bright lights and greens of many colors. People with warm coats and mates walked down the streets with one goal and one goal only.
Christmas shopping.
Their rosy cheeks brightened their face and their small puffs of air drifted into the star-lit night.
Chrome sighed again and continued walking.
A man with a black trench coat and a pineapple hair cut walked toward Chrome.
Right when they were inches away, Chrome's vision blurred and she collapsed on the hard and iced surface of the bridge.
...
Chrome shifted. Her eye opened and she rubbed it to aid her vision.
Worn walls and broken floor boards were seen. The battered, plum colored curtains swayed with the movements of the bitterly chilling winds.
The girl leaned into the comfy sofa that cushioned her from the cold, cold floor.
A feeling of warmth coursed through her as she snuggled into the warmth of the surprisingly heated couch. Never before has she felt so... warm. So... right.
A soft breath of air tickled her cheeks as she leaned into it's embrace.
Then it hit her.
She looked behind her and came face to face with a sleeping Mukuro.
Stray strands of hair covered his delicate features. With a slow and quiet motion, Chrome pushed them behind his ear and watched as some rebellious strands fell down once more.
A small smile graced her face as she blushed and fell back asleep, grasping onto his arms that were snaked comfortably around her small form.
Unknown to her, the sly Mukuro was awake the entire time, observing her movements.
A smirk made it's way to his face as he kissed Chrome's pineappled head and drifted off into a much needed slumber of his own, clutching his dearest and savoring the warmth.