Discovering Snow

Chapter 4: Winter War

It was hard to believe what Yohji saw; emerald eyes stared blankly at the words written there in pink. There was still remnence of their writing, but it was reduced to mere smudges obscuring the redhead's order. The playboy sighed, running a hand through his hair in boredom. Aya always seemed to end up ruining something fun.

Sunlight poured into a dark room, rousing the exhausted soccer player from a deep sleep. Blue-green eyes opened to focus on an ocean of cerulean blue. He jumped awake suddenly to realize in a sleep-clouded mind that Omi was the one who woke him up from his 3-hour sleep. He exhaled in extreme anger and flipped the covers back.

"What is it, what do you want?"

"We're opening the shop," Omi muttered, seeming extremely disappointed.

"What? No way; it's still snowing dammit. No one is going to come by and buy flowers."

"But Christmas is tomorrow, Ken-kun, you never know."

"I don't want to know; I want to sleep."

"There's only four feet of snow." Omi let out a soft sigh and went to slip out the door before Ken actually released his anger on Omi instead of Aya.

"Only! That's almost taller than you! There's no way, there's just no way!" Ken called out after the retreating Omi.

On his dreary way to the flower shop, Ken glanced at the board and his anger was instantly reawakened, but with it was a laugh. What demanding and serious orders written in pink; the color designated for girls. Who was the girl now? It wasn't Omi, but now the human ice cube. He was surprised to actually see that it didn't mention the opening of the flower shop, but it was just what Omi assumed. What was Aya going to make them do this time, clean the outside windows until the sparkled more than diamonds? The perfectly neat writing stated:

Meet outside flower shop 12:00.

It was actually a fairly reasonable time considering they had been up until one o'clock fooling around on the blackboard and doing their own things. Ken knew perfectly well that Omi had to have been up later than one in the morning and Yohji had fallen asleep at one, which practically killed their little game since Ken saw no point in writing anything to Omi's comment to Yohji, and since the chibi didn't write anything else mean about him and he actually did take up all the space. He still couldn't help constantly wondering what Aya wanted with them.

Twelve o'clock came and all three florists walked slowing down the steps as if walking to their death. Omi was bundled up in a coat, Ken just had a windbreaker on, and Yohji hadn't even bothered. They caught a glimpse of a shadow outside the glass door that stared back at them with the word OPEN. Ken glared angrily at the sign that betrayed him once again. Yohji just looked half asleep as he opened the door and stepped out into the freezing weather. He instantly regretted not bringing a coat… Yohji could almost see the told-you-so look in Omi's eyes.

Aya had a cold look on his face, which Yohji swore matched the snow falling around him… and yet the pale white skin lined with the melting snowflakes, his red hair tainting the colorless picture, and violet eyes that seemed to reflect ice caught his heart for moments, incasing it with melting snow. He smiled despite the anger he had for their leader for waking him up so early. It vanished. But Ken's didn't.

"Aya-kun why did you make us come out here?" Omi asked softly, his eyes downcast.

"Why are you making us work on a weekend?" Ken raged, glancing over to Yohji who appeared to be ignoring them. Ken glared at Yohji, hoping it would break his trance. Instead nothing happened and Ken shot his gaze back over to Aya who stared at Ken innocently. Like hell he was innocent.

"I never said we were opening the shop," Aya said quietly, his voice floating to Ken's ears like the falling snow around them.

It was then right when Ken was about to strike that a huge snowball exploded in the soccer fanatic's face. Ken shivered, waiting until the freezing shock passed through him before he shook his head and clawed at the snow all over him. He hadn't seen it coming; he was off guard, about to engage in a different sort of battle. He didn't know who it was; he first glanced to Yohji who instantly began laughing. Then to Omi who looked so puzzled and astonished that the kid almost lost his balance. Ken was horrified almost as much as Omi when he saw Aya with a smug look on his face. Ken was going to kill him… What did he do, bring them out here to throw snowballs at him?

Ken bent to the ground and retrieved a handful of snow, shaping it professionally. When he was a kid he used to go sledding and snowboarding like it would never snow again, but it always did, and he always had a huge snowball fight with his friends, but this wasn't a fight; this was a war.

Hahahah I would be like Yohji; just laughing the whole time until...