"How did this happen?" Yukimi asked. Both Miharu and Yoite were standing in the front doorway to Yukimi's apartment. Miharu was completely soaked while Yoite, staring at Miharu with a hint of worry in his eyes, was entirely dry.
"It wasn't even snowing!" Yukimi said. The ground was thick with snow, but they haven't had a snow fall in a few days.
"Well, you see…" Miharu began to explain to Yukimi how he was walking with Yoite, and as they passed under a tree, a large pile of snow fell from a branch covering Miharu, and even toppled him over. Yukimi laughed.
"That's karma for ya, you little devil!" Yukimi snickered as he allowed the two younger ninjas into his home.
"I got some dry clothes for you, but I doubt the pants will fit you," Yukimi said as he went through his closet.
"A shirt is enough. I'm small enough," Miharu replied.
"Shorty…" Yukimi mumbled to himself as he handed Miharu a long-sleeved button- down shirt. Miharu thanked him and proceeded to change in the bathroom. Yoite walked over to sit down on the couch, and Yukimi started to warm up some lemon cider.
Miharu emerged from the bathroom wearing Yukimi's shirt. As Miharu had predicted, the shirt was more like a dress on him.
"Are you sure you're not a girl?" Yukimi teased, noticing Miharu's obvious shota-appeal.
"What an extremely pedophilic thing to say at a moment like this," Miharu teased right back, his devil wings appearing.
"You little brat!" Yukimi yelled and Miharu snickered quietly. Yoite sat silently on the couch with his arms wrapped around his knees, obviously not comfortable with the current topic.
"But seriously, kid, don't walk around at night by yourself. Creeps love little squirrelly boys like you," Yukimi continued.
"Squirrelly?" Miharu questioned. Yukimi noticed Yoite's expression of confusion and slight terror.
"Haha, don't worry, Yoite!" Yukimi said, wrapping an arm around Miharu's shoulders, "No one's going to lay a hand on your precious Miharu."
"Shut up." Yoite said coldly. Yukimi was surprised at first, but walked over to Yoite and started to playfully slap him on the back while laughing. Yoite tried to swat him away with his large gloved hand. Miharu couldn't help but notice Yoite's bright blush across his face, almost hidden beneath his big hat. Miharu smiled to himself.
Yoite tilted his head to the side and laid his head down on his knees to hide his blush from the two. He focused instead on the medium-sized Christmas tree in the corner of the room as Miharu and Yukimi continued in their bizarre conversation.
"Yukimiiii~~~," Miharu whined like a little kid, "you don't have any snacks at all here. You should go to the store and buy some cake. Plee~~aase?"
"Heck no. Do you know how cold it gets at this hour?" Yukimi answered.
"Well, what if I give you something in return…?" Miharu said as he gently lifted up the bottom on his shirt, revealing more of his dainty legs.
"GAH. I'll go! I'll go! Just, STOP THAT!" Yukimi exclaimed at the devilish boy as he grabbed his wallet and rushed out the door.
"He's so easy to mess with," Miharu said. Yoite didn't respond and continued to stare blankly at the Christmas tree.