A/N: Prompt given by Droite. Thank you:)

I'll have a "rabbits" chapter soon, I'm trying to be creative again.

10

Snow

It's the first snowfall of the year and the city looks absolutely beautiful.

It is the kind of day where the white blanketing the landscape is fresh, untouched, somehow remaining clean and puffy. Flakes still lazily drift down from light gray clouds that float overhead. People are waking up, readying themselves to enjoy their Saturday time off and just have fun outside in the winter air. The atmosphere is so carefree and happy - and Rio is loving every second of it.

Yuuma dragged Ryouga away early in the morning, claiming the three of them (poor Kaito must have been involved against his will again) were going to have an awesome day full of joy and kattobingu. So Rio was on her own until Kotori could join her in the afternoon.

She pulls on a pair of white boots that meet dark, cotton leggings. Her blue sweater is long, reaching below her hips, with a belt clamping around her waist and a wide turtle neck resting on her shoulders. The girl swings a small purse over her arm and slips her hands into a pair of bleached gloves before shutting and locking the door to her home and rushing out to the streets.

The first part of her weekend consists of beaming through shop windows and kicking snow up onto her clothed toes and shaking it back off absentmindedly. It's peaceful and kind of nice.

But it doesn't last too long because when Rio reaches the Heartland Public Park, she recognizes someone.

His back is turned to her, leather jacket slightly dusted with melting specks of frozen precipitation. He has on jeans and leather shoes and a scarf wrapped above his collar bone.

Grinning, she ducks before he can spin and catch sight of her. Crouching to the floor behind the large trunk of a tree, Rio reaches toward the ground, shoveling together a bunch of snow. She can already feel the chill nipping through the fabric on her fingers, but she almost welcomes it. Summer had been extremely hot this year after all.

Stepping out from her hiding place, Rio, in one of her kindest tones, calls out, "Oi, IV!"

As soon as he moves to look at her, the snowball smacks square in the center of his face.

He immediately begins to loudly and ungracefully spit the stuff out of his mouth and wipe frantically at his now freezing skin to get it off. "What was that for?!" He's blinking rapidly at this blue-haired girl with wide, surprised eyes, scowl quirked downward as the white that stains his cheeks slips away.

Rio, on the other hand, is cracking up. Grasping her stomach to control her laughter, she points at him, trying to form words between gasps. "Your-...your face! I'm so sorry-...that was priceless-...though!"

IV grimaces back at her, absolutely zero amusement evident in his features. Not that his friend really cares, she's still giggling with a sheepish simper plastered on her face. Her eyes shut tightly as she tries desperately to compose herself. The guy hasn't said anything, and that only makes things funnier. Instant replay zips through her mind and the shocked expression on IV's features triggers her again. Rio attempts to force out a sorry from her throat, but it doesn't exactly work.

After a long while of this, she finally gets a hold of herself, straightening her spine and opening her eyes to apologize-

IV swings his arm and the snowball smacks square in the center of her face.

Rio doesn't even bother removing the cold substance; just purses her lips and glares up at him with an irked, furrowed brow.

IV smirks real wide. "Now that was priceless."

~Finish~