Hello! Well...chapter 4 is on! I sincerly apologized for posting a Fubuki chapter instead of the Fidio one i promised...maybe because i was blocked after writing 254 words...ehhhhh...no worry it will be on..maybe later... for now enjoy the Fubuki-ness. He;s still cute, he's still awsome...he's still... well get yourself your own opinion and please enjoy it !

Ignoring the cold snow, he knealt near his parents' tomb scrutinizing it carefully. He was indifferent to the painful sensation he felt when his bare hand went in contact with the ice-cold Grave Stone and continued passing his long, thin fingers on the gravings that spelled each of his parents name. He then removed the daffodils which were laying nearby. The bright yellow flowers had withered and solidified, not a surprising thing since the temperature was below zero. After that, he removed all the snow which was still covering the tomb even if it was useless as it would be covered with a white coat soon again.

He repeated the same process with his long deceased brother, Atsuya's tomb, taking more time than necessary. Lethargically getting up, Fubuki then started leaving ,head down. The cemetery was just from a 15 minutes walk from his new home. He already took this route twice since the day he came back to his native village. This rural area in Hokkaido was moving in a slower pace compared to over-populated Tokyo which he left eagerly. It was maybe a but less practical to leave here but he soon would regain the habit.

He arrived in front of his house but froze when he saw a silhouette infront of his patio trying to peek in the window.

He cleared his throat still staring at the back of this person who jumped a little surpised. The stranger turned around looking embarassed. A blush appeared on the cheeks of what seems to be a girls as it was hard to iddentify under such lumbs of clothes.

" Can I help you?" He ased politely while turning the key of the door.

" I-I I..." She stuttered difficutely. Fubuki chuckled showing a bright smile. He was not unaware of the effect he had on girls though it was a gift he could possibly live without.

She seemed to have been gathering all her courage. Inhaling deeply, the intruder started saying some irrevelant, blunt things at full speed.

" Hi! I'm Tadaki Mika. Guess we're neighbours now! I just live a few minutes away! Thats great that someone finally moved in this house. It seems to be abondonned since long. You're from the capital right? Thats awsome! Here I'm the one who made it!" she said handing out a tupper-ware which was emitting a small puff of vapour.

" Thats very nice of you, thanks" he smiled. The young girl did not wait till he invited her in to enter his house and was already in since long so he closed the door behind him.

" Thats quiet a nice house you got there!" she said turning her head round and round.

" Thanks" He left her alone for a few seconds in the living room and walked to the kitcen where the only appliance plugged was a kettle standing proudly on the counter. " Tadaki-san, do you want tea?" he called over his new talkative neighbour.

" You don't need to bother" she said absent-mindedly still examining every each single furnitures. Still he came back with two cups of tea and set one infront of her. She sat crossed-legs infront of hhim.

" I don't remember you telling your name" she noted holding the cup with both hands.

He didnt maybe because he could barely state a word infront of that mouth on legs.

" I'm Fubuki, glat to meet you" he said extending his hand ovet rhe small table. She took it for a few seconds , her eyes fixed on the wallpaper of his phone which was laying between them.

" Its my ex" he said referring to the picture of the brunette on the picture. She eyed him not really believing his words. Who still kept the photo of his ex as wallapaper? She was surely thinking he still had not turn the page but it was just he forgot to remove the picture that his ex had put on his mobile a few weeks ago. Thinking of Sakura made the atmosphere fall a little. He held no grudge or animosity towards her even if she was the one who decided to end thigs rather abruptly. He still remember her expression when she left definitively the door. The words still rung in his head as if someone was shouting them.

"You'll never have a normal relationship Fubuki Shirou!" she had spitted before disappearing in the night.

At first glance, he could be the perfect boyfriend. He cooked, he was funny, charming. He remembered dates, was faithful but still... Although he tried to invest himself fully in a relationship, it like he was only there physically. Fubuki admitted to himself that it was better not to be attached to someone to avoid painful goodbyes. He was perfectly fine with being alone for now. He thoughts were still roaming a little obvlious of his guest.

Fubuki examined his features a few minutes ago when she removed her scarves and jacket. She was slender and had wavy long hairs falling to her chest. Unlikely enough, Mika hadn't a snow white complexion like him. There was a permanent smile on her young, fresh, face...the face of a teenager...

" You go to the high school nearby right?"

" Yup, 2nd year"

" So you're sixteen?" he asked politely.

" Umm no seventeen" she corrected sounding a little offended by his innocent mistake. He chuckled at the face she made. Her two eyes brows knitted together to form a frown.

" And you?"

" Twenty-six" he added nonchantly. If she was surprised, she did not act like it. Still, he did not look like a student but she still thought he was a college student. She whistled longely ceasing from hiding her astonishment.

" Ah, well... Fubuki-san, It was nice to meet you but I think I shall go home now" she said looking outside the window. The night had already fallen and not a single sound could be heard distinguishly in the dark pit street.

" Sure, you'll be okay alone out there?" he asked hints of sincere concerns in his voice. He wasn't trying to be just gentleman-like.

" Yeah...So, we'll see each other right?" she asked putting on her attirements again and ready to go out.

" Of course " Duh, they lived practically next to each other he thought but did not dare saying it out loud not wanting to hurt her feelings. That little kid sure could give him a little company from now on.

As soon as she left the door, he grabbed his phone and went to change the photo. Was it his imagination or was her eyes looking at him coldly...why had she such a sadistic smile on what he always thought was a nice face. He felt no regret while pressing his thumb on the "delete" button completely erasing her, and her memories out of his head.

Ah, so...its just the start... I dont know what you guys think of my " Fubuki" section. Hope you'll like it. Sorry again for not putting Fidio 'cause well you guys definitely know how "blocking" can be a writer's block 0 o... So see you sooooooooooon enough. :) Press the review button for a virtual cookie ...:)