I love this pairing, so I'm writing a fanfic about them It's in progress, but I don't know when I'll write the next chapter for it P

R&R please and enjoy!

"Yuki."

"Yu-ki.."

"Oy, are you listening to me?!"

Touya stepped in front of his white-haired friend as they padded through the deep snow. One part of him was worried his friend would freeze in this cold. He always looked so delicate to him.. Even though Yukito had told him that wasn't true. He lifted his chin, looking into his framed eyes. He sighed again as he got no reaction. Yuki was like that sometimes even though he would turn to normal later. He always wondered what he was thinking of, and if he was talking to the angel inside him. Well, the angel named Yue.. Touya took his hand from under his chin again, and proceded with walking beside him again. When they reached the Kinomoto residence, he turned to Yuki again, who seemed to get to his senses and realize the cold.

"So snow bunny's get cold too, hehe.." he said with a twisted grin.

"Stop teasing, To-ya!" the smaller of the two said. Touya's name didn't come out like usual, but he didn't mind. It was like natural for him to pronounce it that way, it would be strange if he didn't.. "Admit it, you're cold." Touya continued, a soft smile on his face.

"Kind of." Yuki said. "Hey Yuki, do you want me to walk you home?" "I'm really fine To-ya" he said, a soft smile appearing on his face. Toya smiled back, and waved his goodbye.

"Bye Yuki.." "See ya"

Touya slowly whirled around to face his front door, and walked towards it. But he felt it, something was wrong. He sighed, wondering if it was Yuki that was bothering him. It usually was.. An image of his best friend's happy face flashed through his mind, and at his surprise, he felt a warm feeling rise to his cheeks.

He was blushing. About Yuki. His mind fogged up as he thought deeper about it. Did it mean he was.. In love with him? Liked him? He was quickly broken from his thoughts as his sister opened the door.

"Onii-chan! What are you doing standing in the cold like that?" she said, a worried look in her face. Of course, Touya couldn't resist..

"Ah, good afternoon, Miss Cardcaptor Kaijuu.." he chimed, a smirk crawling to his face as he waited for a reaction. That he got as his sister ran at him and started to pound on his chest. He actually felt happy, despite the fact his sister was mad at him. Not that he ever minded her getting mad, he actually thought that was quite funny..

"ONII-CHAN! I'm not a monster!" his sister yelled, as she ran back inside, attemping to shut the door. Touya simply put his foot between the door, about to walk in, when he heard something behind him. He whirled around as Sakura, who didn't notice, shut the door, leaving him back outside.

"To..ya?"

"Yuki?" Touya said as he spotted his friend behind him, his silken hair wavering in front of his eyes. He seemed to be doing his best to stay steady on his feet.. Slowly Touya walked up to Yuki, gently putting a hand on his shoulder.

"To-ya.. Something's wrong with me.." he continued, as he desparately looked into his eyes. Touya looked back, and spotted something different..

His eyes. His eyes were still amber. But in those eyes he spotted something different. Violet.

"Is it.. Yue?" he said, hesistantely saying those words. After he said that, Yuki's eyes fluttered shut and he fainted into Touya.

"Oy- Yuki?!" he said, before picking him up. "He fainted.." Touya sighed and kicked against his front door. He wasn't planning to let Yuki stay alone like this. And why were his eyes-

"Onii-chan!" she said surprised. Then she spotted Yukito, and her face turned paler. "Yukito-san fainted again?" she said, opening the door wide.

"Yeah, I'll put him in my room for now." he said before proceding to walk the stairs. He did think it was quite strange for Yuki to be fainting again, since he had given his magic to him. Since that time his sister had been helping him with regaining his magic, and it was going quite well. He carefully took of Yuki's jacket and boots, and put him into his bed. He took his glasses and put them on the bedside table. Then he walked back downstairs.

"Should I tell her what I saw?" he thought, before waving that thought away.

"Maybe."