Love could be told
by a simple vow
or even just a tiny, budding plant
Vash's fingers curled around the flower
only to be loosened slightly from the Edelweiss flower
as it was much more fragile
than his fingers were
"Thank you, Roderich."
It was a simple statement
almost told with out emotion
Little Roderich felt those accursed butterflies in his tummy again
"I-I think I love you."
The nervous murmur seemed even more fragile than the flower
The quick tilt of a head
and lips pressed to a cheek
Vash's cheeks turned pink as if frosted by the cold
or at least that was the only reason that young Roderich knew of
though his cheeks were tinted pink also
All was told in the simple Edelweiss flower
A promise for however long was possible
to be had by children as they grow