Mika Nakashima – Yuki No Hana (Snowflower)
"This year, the first snowflowers bloom
As we draw closer
As I look upon this time
The happiness overflows me"
It was one of their rare afternoon strolls together. Throughout the reckless week they served who they worked under, but the weekends were theirs. It was indeed their love that kept them sane.
Winter was swiftly beginning to creep into Tokyo. Ino pulled her knit hat down when the crisp wind licked at her ears. She looked over at Deidara, his golden hair floating in the cold breeze. He refused to wear a hat. She pulled him closer to her side, burying her face in the sleeve of his wool jacket. The cold didn't matter; his love kept her plenty warm.
DeiIno fluff. LOL.