JJ and Mi-mama: ... Yukina's POV, just to let you know. And we swear, if you review in the review box, asking 'Who's narrating?', we will murder you. (JJ: We were kidding!! ... Kind of...)

DISCLAIMER: JJ y Mi-mama own nada in this story except the plot. If the plot resembles someone else's work, then it was a coincidence!

I tread down the beat-down path, impervious to the 'down-right freezing' temperature. I look about the forest, spotting something that catches my eye.

A sakura tree. In the middle of winter, which was the most unusual sight to see. Every tree I have seen that used to be full of the cute flowers withered and died. I get so curious, so curious that I trudged up towards the tree, still impervious to the deep, icy snow that went up to my knees. A small crrnch, crrnch was heard as I walked towards the tree.

As soon as I got to the tree, I reached towards a random branch and snapped one off that was full of the blush pink flowers. I grabbed a flower and stared at it.

So beautiful.

Yet it burned with passion.

Like fire.

I slowly brought the small flower and sniffed it, closing my eyes lightly as I did so.

Smells delicious.

And sweet.

Like candy.

I sighed softly, opening my eyes slowly. Snow was starting to fall. I dropped the sakura, watching it fall to the ground ever so gently.

So soft.

And light.

Like a feather.

The sakura touched the soft snow, still looking fresh and new. I stared at the delicate flower before I knelt down, putting the branch at the base of the tree, on top of the fluffy snow.

So soft.

So sweet.

Like him.

I stood up, seeing a cloudy sky. The sun barely showed, but it was perfect in my opinion. All I could see was him.

His beautiful, fiery red hair, with a handsome and gentle face, and angelic emerald eyes that gleamed, yet all at the same time, he was calm.

Kurama.

He makes me feel so weird.

Butterflies flap their wings in my stomach.

His voice make my knees shake.

I burn up whenever I think of him.

I sigh when I hear his name.

He makes me feel like...

Like I'm in love.

But...

What's love?