Disclaimer: Touhou belongs to Zun, and the only things that belong to myself would be Usagi the Mimic, and Moegi the Japanese Beetle. Everything else belongs to their rightful owner.

A/N: And now back to the mountain we go~ Really, I'm just saying that as I've nothing to say. I'm not about to go without an A/N, either! Anywho, on with the show!

Night, Mt. Shiro, Usagi's PoV:

Ugh... What is this hunger...? I'm not a vampire anymore, so it can't be blood... I'm full, and yet starving...

I heard so many hearts beating that it was like a very boring band involving nothing but drums, and a constant rythme that never changes for the most part.

As with every other pixie, I was walking ahead of the group. Even if the barriers against cold worked against snow and wind, they were worthless against the magical aura of an ice fae. As such, Rumia was now carrying my master, while I occasionally looked over my shoulder with a look of envy in my eyes. I miss carrying her...

However, there was an another reason for my being where I was; we needed the directions of the pixies, who were quite familiar with their territory, and they would do just about anything for me, annoyingly. I was a sort of constant reminder of the reward, if it can even be called a reward, that awaits them. Why must I have such a dirty power...? Big sis gets the ability to destroy, so why can't I have something as useful as that...? I mean, I'll admit that it has its uses, such as tameing perverts, but still! And that's another thing, why are they worshiping me? I'm no god! There has to be a god of pleasure to worship, right?

...Right?

There can't be an utter lack of those, right?

"Are we there yet...?" Flandre wasn't so great with long stretches of boredom.

For the tenth time, everyone answered, "No."

It wasn't long untill we arived at our destination, so as to warm everyone up. Well, everyone save for the ice fae who are scared to death of this place. Cirno was a bit uneasy at the idea of a hotspring, too , but it didn't take much convincing that she would be fine to get her to accept. Might as well make the best of what she considered to be a death-trap while she still could. See what she was missing, and if there was an equivelant.

Cirno's PoV:

I shuddered at the sight of the thrice damned waters of the hotspring. Being made of ice, I'd never had a single good memory that involved hot water. I suppose I might as well enjoy the inability to melt while I can, though. I mean, I've already caved in to the demands to go here, even if this spring brings back a rather horribly painful memory... I was knocked into this very spring, ohh so long ago, and I so very slowly, torturously slowly melted. It felt like no other pain I've felt before - and I've had some pretty bad luck over the years!

And there they were... those very same waters that melted me so painfully around 150 years ago... That feeling of being slowly disolved. It had an odd serenity to it, too, though. I slowly became one with these waters, untill I finally lost conciousness. Sometimes, being able to breathe underwater is a curse. Like any ice fairy, I could swim like a fish, and yet... I couldn't swim in those waters. Those burning, painful waters.

"You coming, Cirno?" I looked up, suddenly snapped out of my internal monologue, to find that the rest of those who don't melt from heat to mostly be undressing, save for Rumia, who had noticed the way I was looking through the waters of the spring, instead of at them.

"A-ahh! Right..." I timidly made my way over to the rest of the group, shaking in the boots I didn't possess.

Rumia picked up on this rather easily, and offered, "Hey, you don't have to-"

I cut her off by saying, "No. I do... I need to see for myself what it is that everyone loves about these things, even if I'm... a bit scared." 'A bit' was a gross understatement. It's not like it's some illogical fear of grass. I'm afraid because it killed me! Slowly, to boot!

And Rumia could tell this, as she was steadily eating the fear that was seeping from me heavily.

"If you need a hand to hold, I'm here for you, Cir." Rumia put a hand on my shoulder, and gave it a reasuring squeeze.

"...Thanks, Rumia." I placed a hand on the hand in question, and gave her a grin.

Rumia giggled, and asked, "What are friends for?"

I thought about that for a second, and answered, "...Helping eachother...?"

Rumia retracted her arm, so as to place her hand upon her face. "Cirno?"

I tilted my head in confusion. "W-what?"

With a sigh, Rumia said, "That was a rhetorical question..."

"...Ohh... Eheh... Oops?" I rubbed the back of my head in embarassment.

Sighing once more, Rumia added, "And here you were doing so well! You were doing so well, and then you went full 9 on me for a moment..." Her tone was teasing, so I didn't take offense.

"I still can't believe you let me name out little team after what was actually an insult to myself..." I sighed, and took a short stroll down memory lane. I sure was a bit of an idiot back then, huh?

"Hey, Sunshin and Cirno! You guys coming in, or what?" Mima and the rest of the group were already enjoying the calming, steaming, stinging waters of the spring, as we had taken awhile, so she couldn't help but wonder what was taking us so long.

"Gimmie a minute, Mima!" Rumia shouted back, with a sharp look, which screamed 'not now'. "Now, do you need any help with undressing, or...?"

I chuckled awkwardly, and asked, "What could you possibly help me with in that regard...? I'm only wearing one of Dai's dresses!" ...Dai? Wait, what ever happened to her, anyways? She suddenly vanished after the i-

Rumia's chuckling broke my thought process. "You'd be surprized at how much I could help you in that regard!" Rumia had a letcherous grin on her face, which oozed confidence.

"Is that so...? Well, I'll bet you can't undress me faster than I can undress me!" I crossed my arms over my chest with a huff.

"Is that so~?" Faster than I could even react to her hands, she pulled the dress over my head, and I wound up on my hands and knees, and in a rather compromising position.

I was without any idea as to what to say, so I said, "...I guess I was wrong..."

With a giggle, Rumia scooped me, flipped me into a bridal carry, and made for the springs. On the way there, her clothes began to sink into her body, and were eventually left laying in the ground.

From the edge of the area, and a little beyond what was safe for an ice pixie, Usagi was feeling a bit jealous as she watched Rumia strip and carry her Cirno. And slightly melting while doing so, but only to the extent of it looking as though she was sweating.