It was cold. I was cold. Which is a rare thing for me nowadays, with my senshi abilities and all. But the seasons were changing and bringing cooler weather with it.

We all were standing in the back of Rei's temple, in the yard, waiting for the miko to return with a box of matches and roasting sticks. We had helped her with the raking today and now it was time for the annual bonfire and s'more fest.

I open a package of chocolate bars while Usagi and Minako were fussing over the graham crackers and marshmallows. You're leaning against a tree, arms crossed over your chest, and watching us with a smile. I stand from my spot near the pile of leaves and walk over to you.

"You've been quiet today, Mako-chan."

You shrug before lifting an arm in invitation. I smile and settle into your side, sliding my arms around your waist, beneath your open jacket. I feel you rest your arm around my shoulders. We watch the blondes for a moment before I look up at you and ask, "Are you okay?"

You smile down at me. "I'm fine. Just feeling introspective I guess."

I prop my chin on your chest to study you. "Do you want to talk about it," I ask.

You shake your head. "Nah, it's okay. It's nothing important. Just one of those quiet days, ya know?"

I do know. I lower my head and lean it against you. Your hand squeezes my shoulder and I press into your side more.

"Found the matches," Rei exclaims as she exits the temple and heads over to us. The sun has just about finished setting and there's just enough sunlight left to cast everything in shades of orange.

Rei has, as is her custom, started yelling at Usagi about something. Honestly, I've tuned it out after all these years. I often wondered if there was something between the two of them but Usagi is far too devoted to Mamoru. And Rei to Minako, though she would deny just how much she loved the other blonde.

"You're shivering," you whisper.

It has gotten a bit colder with the sun setting. I smirk up at you.

"Wanna go home? You can warm me up."

You return my smirk with one of your own. "Minako will never let us live it down if we leave just to go home to snog." You're chuckling by the end, the first real smile I've seen on you today.

"I don't care," I reply.

You look at me for a moment before turning to the others and shouting, "We're heading home!"

I laugh as you start shoving me towards the entrance of the shrine grounds, the sounds of our friends' teasing ringing in the night air.