NOTE: This Fanfiction begun while there was still not much information about Utatane Piko. His personality and all reactions to the many different things in this fanfiction were solely my choice.

They ran for hours, neither of them looking back. Snow was attacking them harshly, numbing just about every limb in their body. Yet they still ran. The girl still held on tightly to his wrist even though he was running for himself now. Both of them were breathing heavily, their throats and chests felt like there were thousands of sharp needles striking into them and were just getting worse as they continued on. By now the area wasn't as, shall we say empty, as before. There was the occasional tree that sprouted up by the road, its leafless branches covered in snow. They eventually came to a stop under one of the trees, Dori letting go of Piko's wrist and falling to the ground while Piko leant over and put his hands on his knees, both of them catching their breaths.

"Damn…" was all Dori said, putting a hand over her forehead. Where in the hell had she taken them? Or better still, where was she going to live? Her home was probably just a pile of black ashes by now.

Piko sat down on the floor, his legs not wanting to keep him standing any longer. A twitch ran down his right arm, making him cringe as it did. He looked at the palms of his hands and attempted to ball them, only for them to twitch slightly and he couldn't feel the slightest thing. Was this normal? Were body parts really meant to react like this to extreme cold? It wasn't a very pleasant feeling…if there was any feeling at all. His eyes glanced over at Dori as the girl pushed herself into a sitting position. "What do we do now?" he asked, voice shaking a little from the event that just happened and the extreme cold.

Shaking her head, the blonde replied, "I-I don't know. We can't go back, there's no way we can." Running a hand through her hair she stood up and looked around. They had been going in the same direction as the small town she went to after she had found Piko. They should be pretty close to it by now and there was some form of outline through the haze of what almost seemed like a blizzard. "We should just keep heading the way we were. I'm pretty sure that town is close by. And-and if we stay here then we'll surely turn into popsicles in time flat." As if to encourage the boy, Dori reached down grabbed his wrists and pulled him up so that he was standing. "Come on let's go."

"Oh, um r-right." The boy nodded and the two started walking, finding that they had to squint to see properly as the snow was pushing against them and smacking their faces and their eyes.

"Darn it. Why in the hell does it have to be so cold?" Dori complained, trudging through the snowy ground. Well yes it was winter and it was meant to be cold in winter. But this was ridiculous. 'I can see why I found the kid just about frozen solid,' she mused in her head. Her blue eyes glanced at the boy beside her and she frowned. "How can you wear something like that in this cold weather?"

Piko blinked and looked over at her. "What do you mean?" he questioned, brushing some wet strands of hair from his eyes.

"That outfit of yours. There's no way that can be warm. Why didn't ya put on any other type of clothes?"

"Um, I was born in these. An-and I don't really have anything other clothes." He looked down at the snowy ground, almost looking slightly embarrassed by this.

Dori cocked an eyebrow. "Born in them? What, were you made in a lab or something?" She then proceeded to laugh at what she had just said.

Piko meanwhile looked away and pulled a pouting face while mumbling to himself, "What's so funny about being born in a lab?" not really understanding that she was joking. He turned to her and gave her a look. "What about your clothes. They don't look like they could keep you warm either."

At that Dori stopped laughing. "Oh-um-well…Eheh…No not really." She scratched the back of her head with a sheepish grin.

"Doesn't it bother you?"

"Hell yeah, it does. But just like you, I don't got anything else to wear." Folding her arms as she walked, Dori added, "Clothes are a wee bit harder to steal than food."

The word 'steal' triggered something in the silvery haired boy's system and after researching the word 'BAD' flashed up. Piko blink at this, a baffled look on his face. "Steal?"

"Yeah. Well I got no money. I had no other option."

Money? That was used in order to buy things, right? Well that's what Piko's database told him. And if you didn't have enough money then you would not be able to buy the item. What was the point in that? There were some things that humans needed to survive and if they were some of the things that you had to use money to get, then the people wouldn't survive. Now Piko could understand what Dori meant when she said 'steal'. "I'm sorry," he suddenly finding himself saying.

Raising an eyebrow, Dori asked, "What for?"

Piko shook his head. "I-I don't know…"

Dori just chuckled and hit him on the head playfully. "Yup, you really are a funny little one." She laughed a little and left a once again baffled Piko as she wandered a head a little. "Let's hurry! I can see the town up ahead!"

It took a moment before Piko realized what she said and by that time he had to run a little to catch up. When he did he noticed a large green sign that said 'Welcome' in white writing with a small amount of building made with large stone bricks. "This is the town?"

"Yup. This was where I came to get food and such." And not to mention to try and get money off a dead body. "There isn't anywhere where we can get shelter here. I think the best we can get is an alley."

"I'm sorry," Piko ended up saying again, casting his eyes down and a guilty look on his face.

"What? Again?"

"I-I actually mean it for something this time," he quickly said before Dori brushed it off completely, his eyes now being covered by his bangs. "It's my fault your 'crap shack' was set on fire. If I wasn't there it wouldn't have happened. Perhaps it would have been better if you hadn't have found me."

Frowning, the girl put her hands on her hips. "So you'd rather be dead? Geeze that's lovely to know. And I really don't matter about that old shack. There was no way I would have been able to stay there the rest of my life." Moving over to the boy she put a hand on his shoulder with a warm smile on her face. "Really, I don't mind."

Piko bit his lip and nodded but still felt that pang of guilt in the pit of his stomach.

Grinning, Dori grabbed his wrist and dragged him along with her as she began trudging through the large amount of snow and looked for any sort of shelter that they could use to rest since it was now very early morning. Not that you couldn't tell without looking at the time since the sky was always covered with dark, snow-filled cloud, concealing the sun during the day. But either way it was still pretty dark. After searching through most of the small town they ended up sitting underneath a small arch above the entrance to the library. Well no one would need the library at around 3am would they? And it helped shelter them from the snow. The two were still shivering slightly as they sat with their knees against their chests and arms wrapped around themselves. They didn't really sleep, just sat in silence occasionally closing their eyes to rest them.

When the small town clocked chimed 6am the two of them left the small entrance to the library. Dori mentioned something about stealing them some food to eat for breakfast. There were a few of the owners of the outdoor market were setting up their stores although were not open. The preferred to start early as a way to make more money. "Let me show you how it's done," Dori whispered to the boy before walking down the small street with her hands behind her back, whistling an innocent tune. As she reached a store full of fruit the girl took the small orange from the corner of the table and slipped it into the back pocket of her pants and walked away as if nothing had happened. When she got a little further she turned around and made a 'come hither' motion with her finger, grinning slyly. "You see. Simple," she said once he approached her. "Next is your turn."

"O-oh! You want me to do it?" Piko asked, not too sure if he was up for it and not to mention it was just screaming 'BAD' in his head.

"Of course. Look at those sleeves of yours." Grabbing Piko's arm she held it up and tugged at the arm warmers. "You could easily grab something then just hide your hand in here."

Piko made and unsure face as the girl turned him around and pushed him forward a bit, telling him to try it himself and also mentioned something about not being seen. But what if he did it wrong? What if he dropped the fruit? Or if someone did see him? He couldn't do this, no he could. Then why were his feet moving towards? No, no, no. This wasn't right! He shouldn't do it! Oh but he was already right up to the store. Hesitantly he reached out and took hold of an orange, himself, hiding his hand in the arm warmer like Dori had told him to, and continued walking. He continued walking until he felt a pat on the back and jumped, a twitch running down his spine and at first he was afraid that he had been caught until he heard,

"Great job! You did that like a pro." It was Dori and she appeared to have a proud look on her face. "Now then shall we go steal something else?"

A man suddenly cleared his throat behind them. Quickly turning around the two youths saw a tall man dressed in a blue uniform with a police badge attached to his front.

Dori's eyes widened and she grabbed Piko by the wrist again and began running. "Come on! We gotta leave!" she cried as the man shouted at them to stop running and began chasing after them.

"Wh-what's going on! Who is he?" an utterly confused Piko asked, trying to keep up with the girl's pace.

"He is bad! We must not be caught by him. And that's all you need to know," the blonde told him, turning a corner and running down the next street. She looked behind her and grinned when seeing that the policeman was no longer behind them but gasped when she looked in front of her again. A pair of arms grabbed her and tried to pin her to the ground while she struggled and thrashed about wildly. A second policeman who had been called for help attempted to do the same with Piko but found it a little more difficult since the boy's twitches made it hard to keep a grip on him. Since it worked the first time someone had a tight hold on him, Piko decided that it would work again and gave the policeman a hard kick to the stomach, making him stumble backwards.

"Run Piko! Run!" Dori cried when she saw this.

He stood up and brushed snow off him and said, "But what about you!"

"Just run, you idiot! I'll be fine!"

Teal eye glanced over at the second policeman who was standing and look like he was about to pounce on him. Not seeing any other option, Piko ran. He ran through the town, occasionally bumping into people, yet he still ran. He didn't even know if he was still being chased yet he still went on until he ended up in an alley, leaning against the wall and letting his body slip to the floor while he breather heavily, trying to catch his breath. That was close…too close.

And now he was alone again…

In response to Anonymous Fishy-chan: If you're on the home page and click 'help' it should take you to a page that explains how to add a character.

Note to everyone: My Christmas gift to you is this update :3 Goodness I was getting so distracted while writing this chapter D: Of course my friend didn't help me; calling me up every five minutes to ask for help with her own fanfiction, which not only has Utatane Piko in it but also has Sekihan and Pico too o3o So ya, I'm gonna have to look out for that and it better be good since she's bugged me so much about it xD

Thank you all once again for reviewing the last chapter and thank you to the person who sent me the PM with such a wonderful response to this fic which put me in such a good mood :D

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