A/N: Tori again~ Requests/suggestions are always considered and normally always used (Eventually XD).
Black*Star
"Oh dear god its cold!" You hastily pulled your scarf up higher and tucked your arms in to conserve whatever heat you had left.
You were currently scoping out a small Russian town called; Yabluchne, looking for the Serial Killer known as Andrei Chikatilo A.K.A The Butcher of Rostov, the Red Ripper or the Rostov Ripper, His soul had turned into a Kishin egg after committing the murders of 52 women and children, Shinigami-Sama had demanded his soul to be collected as soon as possible. (Real Russian Serial Killer, if you want to know more google him.) Due to the circumstances, Shinigami-Sama had recommended for you to take this mission as a tag team, to which Black*Star had Jumped at the chance to show off his stardom.
Which brings us back to our current setting. Whilst you were freezing your rear off, Black*Star was running around and jumping up on buildings whilst boasting about his skills being 'no match for such a lowly being', Tsubaki was failing miserably at trying to quieten him down and Nova... Well Nova was preparing a snowball army, with a rather mischievous gleam in her eyes as she eyed Black*Star up.
"I THE GREAT BLACK*STAR WILL MAKE YOU PERI- ARGGHHH!" A direct hit to the face cut the poor boy off and caused him to fall to the floor, you raised an eyebrow as you turned to look at a satisfied Nova who was casually brushing her gloved hands off, you rolled your eyes but allowed a chuckle to escape your frozen lips. Nova sent you a grin and shrugged "What? He wasn't shutting up~"
You strolled over to him, giving him a once over to see that no actual damage had been done, so you held out a hand for him to take. "Come on, you don't want to turn into a 'fallen star' do you?" He stared at your hand for a few minutes, before gladly taking ahold of it. But instead of allowing you to pull him up, he tugged you down causing you to land on top of him, you stared wide eyed for a moment at the unexpected change of events, before looking at him in confusion. For a split second you saw a warm, comforting and... loving? smile cross his face, not an obnoxious grin, not a condescending smirk, but an actual smile... and it was enough to make your frozen body melt.
However, a second later you were lying in the cold, crystal-like white snow, as Black*Star stood in a proud stance finger pointed to the sky. "I'm a 'Shooting star' and don't any of you mortals forget it!"
Soul
Getting woke up at 3:00am was never a good thing, in fact many have been severely injured for waking you up in the past. However, after catching sight on the sloppy, frozen wet ball that was slowly sliding down your window all thoughts of murdering someone left your mind. You quickly run over to your window, your jaw dropping as your gaze took in the snow white picturesque scene below, another snowball hitting your window made you jump out of your shocked state, looking down and seeing a wrapped up Soul with a lopsided sharp toothed grin, you flung your window open to see what he wanted. "Well what are you waiting for? It'd be uncool to let all this snow get used up before morning!"
Smirking you cockily replied back, "It is morning you dork!" Soul frowned for a moment, as he rolled his eyes. "You know what I meant woman. Now are you coming or not?" Nodding your head furiously, you ran over to your wardrobe and pulled on your warmest set of clothing, then ran out of the house, being extra careful not to wake Nova up though, knowing that she's an even worse morning person than you are.
"How's it even snowing anyway? We're in Death City, Nevada, Utah. Also why are you awake?" Soul shrugged whilst picking some snow off of a nearby window, "Freak weather? And I couldn't sleep." You nodded kicking some untouched snow about, you glance at Soul from the corner of your eye and back to the snow, grinning mischievously you slowing bent down to not catch his attention and grabbed a handful of snow, molding it into a ball you pulled your arm back and then let it loose, it made contact with the back of his already snow white hair, making the teenage boy tense up at the unexpected and intensely cold impact, he turned around slowly and shot you a challenging glare. "Oh, you wanna play that game do you?"
And thats when the epic, late night (Technically early morning) Snowball fight commenced. You spent at least an hour trying to dodge the icy balls of doom and you were now running down the street in a retreat from Souls snowball bombardment, when you were suddenly bear tackled to the ground from behind. "Argh, Soul what the hell!" you flipped around the best you could whilst having an albino like teen above you, seeing him grinning cockily at you. However, it dropped into a sly smirk as he lowered his head to your right ear. "I win (Nickname)~" Before he raised his head, he made sure his teeth lightly tugged at your ear and that his lips grazed your cheek.
It was safe to say that the snow around your head didn't stay frozen for much longer.
Death the Kid
It had magically managed to snow during the night and everyone (Yunno the whole gang) had decided to get together to have a 'Snow battle' as Black*Star had so proudly put it. You had all decided to get into teams of two; Liz and Patti, Maka and Tsubaki, Soul and Black*Star, and finely you and Kid.
All the teams had built their own barricade, a wall of compacted snow to take cover behind. Kid was currently building a symmetrical pile of ammunition, Also known as snowballs, while you were putting the finishing touches to the barricade.
You glance back at Kid ever so often, and couldn't help smiling at the rather cute look of determination, consecration and satisfaction that spread across his face. Giggling slightly as you saw him stand up and proudly take in the sight of his finished work, he looked over at you and smirked when you quickly turned back around and consecrated on the barrier of snow.
Arms were suddenly positioned on either side of your head, and your breath hitched as you felt a warm body press up against your back. Warm breath passed across your left cheek, as pale lips grazed your neck, he softly spoke into your ear "You missed a spot." Leaning into you more, he patted a spot of the wall that still had some loose snow on it, bringing his hand back, he used his index finger to tilt your head back slightly, your cheeks flared as you gazed into his captivating amber orbs. "Concentrate (Nickname)~"
He yet again smirked as he pulled away, leaving you to slightly stumble from the lack of resistance now behind you...That smug little- You puffed out some air to release some built up tension, as you pouted at his dark frame.
He knew exactly what he was doing to you, and he knew how to do it well.
