It is not my fault that it turned out the way it did. Once you read it. Please don't kill me. I-I...it's the song's faultttt asdfjkl;
Plus, this is the only thing that I could think offff asdfjklasdfjkl;
DON'T KILL MEEEEEEEE!!!!!
To reviewers. Thank you for all your kindness! I don't think I could go this far without you guys. Thanks a bunch. I love you.
Okay, whatever you read from here, meaning the start of the fic on, is not based on anything of the kind. Well, maybe it does have some survival aspect to it, but the plot has no connection to any anime, whatsoever. Just thought out.
Warning: Usage of the word 'fuck' about one or two times. Nothing serious. The authoress will not be responsible for the consequences of reading this fic. (There's nothing really to warn about, maybe perhaps the lack of tissue in your tissue box, but I doubt that.)
So, without further ado, please enjoy my fic! Thanks~
Pairing: 1827
Snow Kiss – NIRGILIS
On a cold December eve, he found himself in the middle of a blizzard. The specs of ice and hail mixed together formed a formidable snowstorm in the middle of the afternoon. It was merciless. The snow had covered about everything in sight—with more or less nothing left out in the open. Everything was blanketed in a thick layer of snow, white glittery jewel-like cold substance fell—and everything…
…Was gone.
There was nothing left for him, with the exception of maybe some…
…Life for him.
But of course, he wasn't dying. He wasn't even close to dying—not at all. No signs of life were seen slipping away from his grip. Nope. Not him. He was strong. As strong as one could potentially get. He sighed and found somewhere to spend the night.
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He was freezing. He was going to die. He was freezing. He was going to die. He was freezing. He was going to die.
"ACHOO!"
The boy rubbed his hands against his arms, shivering uncontrollably. Why did he have to do something like this? His mother wasn't there—his father was out hunting for food. And the other members of his family probably went missing too.
Like him.
But…he wasn't dead yet. At least not now.
But…what was he going to do now? Just sit here and be frozen to death like a good little bunny?
He rolled his eyes at the pathetic comparison. Him to a rabbit? Yeah, right! He was anything but a rabbit.
Che.
What was he going here?
"I want to go home!" He screamed out in fury, his voice roared into the clouds and the heavens above.
And along the same path he walked, hoping that it would bring him back home—or somewhere that he could potentially stay—so that he could be warm or something.
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At this rate, he thought, even hell is going to freeze over. What was this? This was probably one of the worse blizzards ever, in the history of his name. Why couldn't the people up there give him a break? What did they want with him?
Great. No shelters either.
Fuck.
What was he going to do now? All he could do is make a temporary shelter for himself—
--With what? Air?
He cursed under his breath at his own dry sarcasm. This was no time to joke around. His body temperature was dropping like crazy and here he was—joking about the materials in which he was going to build his shelter with.
What's wrong with him?
Nothing, that's what. The cold was messing with his head.
And…
…That he found a little hut just up ahead.
Wao. What a great coincidence.
He rushed over to the little hut and slipped inside. He didn't particularly care whose it was at this point; he was going to freeze to death if he finds no shelter.
And…
…Being frozen by the cold, harsh weather was…just not cool. Well, at least in his case.
But the good thing was…there was no one taking up any space—except for him, but that was because he was already in the little hut—so he allowed himself to feel comfortable and rest.
This…was good.
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He walked slower now. His body had already pretty much started to shut down due to the over-exposure to the cold. His body temperature was dropping like shit and he was going to die.
But…he had accidentally crashed into something…and fell into a warm—
--wait, warm? Where was he?
With the last of his strength, he crawled inside, the door shut close after he flung himself into the warm paradise.
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He sighed again as he placed his clothes aside to dry. The light from the fire shining off of his flawless skin, and as the fire crackled, the shadows on his skin moved, as if he was glowing.
But suddenly, a gush of wind rushed in as someone crashed inside, letting specs of cold snow float inside. He glared at the figure, watched as it crawled in and the door just automatically closed, as in on reflex. Rubbing his hand upon his arms, he tried to restrain the heat from leaving his body.
He checked upon his clothes, but they were not dry yet. He sighed, and shifted closer to the fire.
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He groaned as he felt the warmth envelope him in great heat, he stirred and tried to sit up, though he could not because he was still pretty much frozen—like an icicle. Throwing himself over, nearer to the flame, he sat up—though it had taken more for him to crawl than to get up—and laid near the fire.
He was about to get up again, but fell backwards.
This was going to hurt very much, he thought.
But the pain never came.
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He watched as the little figure tried to move towards the fire to warm up, like a worm, it wiggled towards the fire and inched closer. He stared in amusement as the little creature tried to sit up, but ended up falling backwards.
In reflex, he jumped over to the creature and caught it before it landed on the wooden ground—which he could tell that it was going to be painful—if he had not caught the creature.
On a closer note, he examined the creature, and discovered and the creature had all the features in which humans had, and to him—the kid…looked like a boy. The hair and the features could easily fool him, but, after much observation, he had concluded that the kid he was currently holding—was a boy.
Well, he had removed the boy's top, as it was soaking wet. He cradled up the little boy and placed him near the fire where he could warm up faster.
"Poor kid."
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The boy stirred after a while, and sat up. He blinked at his surroundings, and slowly got up. Surveying his surroundings, he was shocked to find that he wasn't alone.
And the fact that the other man wasn't wearing his top freaked him out.
Wait. Where was his shirt—
--he wasn't wearing anything either!!!
Quickly, he covered up his body with his hands—there really wasn't much to show, since they were both boys. Taking quick and quiet steps, he inched towards the fire and took his shirt off the drying rack. It was dry, warm and cozy.
This was splendid. He slipped on his shirt and buttoned up the buttons that went along with his shirt. Gripping the other shirt on the rack, he slipped the shirt on top of the other sleeping person.
"Where am I?"
He looked outside—and found nothing but white, white and more white. In fact, he couldn't even see the outside anymore.
Was he snowed in?
This was not good.
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He yawned and stretched after his little nap. His eyes widened when he found his shirt covering him—like a blanket, and quickly slipped it on.
Looking around, he found the little boy at the side, helping himself to some food.
"Where did you get that?" He pointed to the food, sitting down along with the boy.
"It was in the storage." The boy pointed to the cupboard, as he hungrily dug into his food.
He looked at the food in front of him and hastily picked up his eating utensils, before he dug into the food himself. It wasn't bad.
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The two boys dug hastily at their food and managed to finish it in just one meal. The younger boy patted his stomach and laid on the wooden ground and closed his eyes. "That was the best meal I've had in years!"
The older man cocked an eyebrow at the younger boy, scoffed and sighed. "That's probably because you were hungry."
The younger boy looked at the speaker, tilted his head and a cute smile formed on his lips. "I guess…" He scratched the back of his head in nervousness. He smiled again, held his hand in front of him, towards the older man. "Hi, I'm Sawada Tsunayoshi. But you can call me Tsuna. Everyone does that."
The older man stared at the hand in disgust, but retorted to shaking hands with the younger boy—who had just introduced himself as Sawada Tsunayoshi. Or Tsuna. Or whoever his name is. But he preferred to call the little boy as herbivore. "What ever, herbivore. Hibari Kyouya."
The younger boy—Tsuna—puffed his cheeks out and his lips formed a pout. "Mou, my name is Tsuna, not herbivore."
The older man, Hibari stared at the Tsuna, but didn't say anything. "What ever, herbivore."
The younger boy kept his cheeks puffed and his lips were still in a pout. What a stubborn person, he thought.
"How are we going to get out?"
All he received was a shake of the head.
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It had been more than a week now. Why were they still stuck in this room? In this small hut?
Hibari looked out of the window. It was nearing evening, but the snow was still quite high, and he didn't think that he had a chance if he were to just get out there. He looked at Tsuna, sleeping peacefully on the ground close to him. He whipped a hand towards him and moved a few bangs away from the little boy's face.
"You'll get a cold if you sleep like this."
Tsuna stirred in his sleep, but did not wake up.
Hibari sighed, before carrying the small body near the fire and placing a thick layer of sheets upon him. He sighed and started to walk towards the door.
He was going to challenge the snow.
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Tsuna woke up after a while, yawning and stretched. He felt good after a night's sleep and rubbed his eye with his right hand. He looked around, alarmed.
Where was Hibari-san?
Tsuna searched frantically for the older man, but there was no sign of him. He looked in the smallest places, but didn't seem to find the older man.
And that, he missed the small amount of snow near the door.
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He had searched frantically, but didn't seem to find the older man. Where was he?
He walked towards the door, but jumped back. He had stepped on something cold. And that cold thing was—
--snow.
What was snow doing here…inside—
Tsuna paused, his eyes widened.
Tears were making its way towards his eyes.
--He, he wouldn't.
Hibari-san would not go outside, fully knowing that he would not win against the snow. He wouldn't.
He just wouldn't.
Quickly tucking his foot into his thick boots, Tsuna rushed outside—into the thick layers of snow.
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"HIBARI-SAN!!"
Tsuna had been shouting for more than half an hour now. And he was cold. Where was Hibari? Where could he have gone…?
"HIBARI-SAN!!!!!!!!!"
Tsuna's voice echoed into the clouds and the heavens above.
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There was no sign of him. None at all. Slowly, he made his way back to the hut—
--and tripped over something.
"W-what is this--" Tsuna's voice stopped dead when he saw what he had tripped over.
What had he tripped over?
What is this?
What was this?
What was this object, no, figure that he had tripped over?
He…
He…
He had tripped over…
…Hibari Kyouya.
"HIBARI-SAN!!!! HIBARI-SAN!!!!! HIBARI-SAN!!!!!!!!"
Tsuna's anguish yell boomed through the sky, extending to the heavens and above.
Tears were flowing down his face, the tears of anguish rushed down his face, slipping down his face like a waterfall. The hot tears fell from his eyes to the snow below him.
The tears that had fallen were none other than Tsuna's own. The tears that he cried, for Hibari.
The tears that had a never-ending flowing process.
The tears that broke…
…Tsuna's heart, completely.
"HIBARI-SAN!! HIBARI-SAN!! HIBARI-SAN!!"
There was no sound coming from Hibari. None at all.
Where did Hibari-san go…?
Hibari-san…?
Tsuna…the little boy, had started to give in to the illusion of his fear.
"H-hibari-san…? W-where are you…?"
But, unfortunately for Tsuna, Hibari was no longer there. No anymore.
"Hibari-san?!!"
Tsuna's eyes were filled with so much tears…
…that he could not even see straight. He could not even see what's in front of him.
He was blind…made so by his own tears. The tears of anguish, tears of loss…
He…
…didn't want this.
"HIBARI-SAN!! HIBARI-SAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Tsuna held the older man close to him. The cold flesh burned into his warm flesh, although it wasn't as warm as it used to be anymore.
But he didn't care. He…he…
"H-hibari-san…"
Hibari was…gone…
Tsuna cried for the loss of his loved one. "Hibari-san…"
"HIBARIIII-SANNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!"
His voice echoed into the sky, to the heavens above. And…beyond.
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One sweet morning, a little boy smiled. "Will you stay with me today, onii-chan?"
The older boy smiled brilliantly at the younger one. "Of course, Tsuna."
The little boy smiled. "Ne, Kyou-nii…" he leaned close to the older boy, his head rested upon the older boy's shoulder. "Can we stay like this forever?"
The so-called Kyou-nii smiled once more. "Of course. After all, this is paradise."
Smiled, as the younger boy did. "Hmm…"
"I love you, Kyou-nii…"
"And I, you, Tsuna."
Tsuna leaned closer to Hibari as their lips joined in a chaste kiss, one that could never be broken. One that will last a lifetime—for an eternity.
"I will love you…till the end of time." A slight pause, as a smile formed. "And another infinity after that."
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One late afternoon, the owner of the hut returned as he found two bodies, intertwined with each other. A smile was found on the little boy's lips and the older boy's hand was around the little one's body. A smile—was also visible.
But…as lifeless as they are, their souls joined together in the sky above, happily laughing, smiling and dancing.
But that doesn't and cannot change the fact that these two boys, were frozen to death…on a lovely Christmas day.
…A sweet Christmas present, that either of them could ever ask for.
Together, in love.
Forever…
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I don't care where you are; I don't care where you'll be
As long as we can spend an eternity together, that's enough for me.
So as long as you'll stay by my side, I'll stay by yours
I will be happy, always, waiting for you…at heaven's doors
But no matter what will become of us, no matter what we'll become
I will be happy always, and never will I be glum
So please, smile for me, smile for you, smile for an infinity
And let's view our love, the love that we share, the holy trinity.
Because I love you, and only you
That I wish you would do the same, too.
But…we're together now.
And that's enough to make me happy.
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"Will you love me too, Hibari-san?"
"I will love you for an eternity, Tsunayoshi."
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"Are you ready to leave yet?"
A nod answered his question. "Let's leave, Hibari-san." Smiling, Tsuna intertwined his finger with Hibari's, and off they went, to the most beautiful place…in the world.
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As long as you are with me, I wouldn't want anything else.
First, I would like to say:
It's not my fault! Blame my fingers~! Blame them! They're the ones who's in charge of writing the fanfics! Not me! Blame themmmmm! (Although I wouldn't necessarily want you to chop them off, because I still need to do my Media and my ChaCha assignment.)
Second, I would like to say:
I wasn't responsible for all the consequences that readers had to suffer because of this. It's not my fault.
Third, I would like to say:
I was just kidding. The first and second were just little tricks and jokes. Don't take them seriously. If anyone's to blame, it's me.
But, it was kind of sad how the drabble ended.
But, no matter. So, without further ado;
Please review! It would be highly appreciated. Thanks a bunch!
Good night, everyone!