A/N: I have returned, yet again with your daily dosage of Pure as the Snow! I am onto my fifth cup of tea with a mountain of Demerara sugar in it and have had to go back to my room and put on my writing t-shirt so this chapter will live up to the chapters before it. You know, when I first started writing this story that fateful day during Maths class, I couldn't see myself putting it up on fanfiction or even reaching four chapters. And now we're onto chapter five! Huzzah: D I am most pleased! And this is what comes when you give me the incentive to write by reviewing! I write faster than ever! In fact I'm really, really enjoying writing this fic! Will be an awful shame when it's finished, since I doubt there'll be a sequel or another Gravi fic coming out of me anytime soon : ( But oh well. Let's not dwell on that right now, and just enjoy the story, eh: )

As always, thank you for your reviews! I feel so grateful to all of you and I hope it snows cookies so you can get the thanks you deserve! I take the time to read every single review I get. My email inbox is currently full of fanfiction's reviews for this story, so I thank you all from the bottom of my heart: ) I'm even managing to get a chapter or two written every night since I know that you're all patiently awaiting more. Anyway, that's that taken care of. I hope you enjoy Chapter V!


Pure as the Snow

Chapter V

The worried soul of Eiri Yuki, stood motionless at what sat before him.

The couch, where his lover had been lying just hours before, was now completely empty.

He couldn't move. He was frantic, but unable to move. His face showed none of these emotions though because of the mask he had created managed to shield the waking world from being able to see such emotions, as they would make him seem weak, something he most certainly didn't wish to seem.

He, in his own words, was no different to a lost puppy that couldn't find its way home.

He felt lost for two reasons. One, was that the person he cared more about than anyone else in the world (though he'd never admit that to anyone, not even himself) had vanished without even leaving so much as a note to where he'd disappeared to. The second was simply the fact his lover had gone without a trace. Not having the hyperactive pink soul around made the house feel so… empty. But then again, ever since Shuichi had started having these 'nightmares' in which he knew they were, the house had felt rather lifeless anyway. But at least he was around. It gave him a sense of security to know someone would always be there when he came home.

Now that someone has disappeared.

The doorbell rang impatiently, but the novelist failed to move. He simply stood there, unable to focus on both tasks at hand; the task of opening the door and the task of thinking of where his lover could have possibly gone. Eventually, it ceased and he heard a familiar growl of frustration followed by stamping footsteps which disappeared down the stairs. But the visitor did not matter right now. All that mattered…

… was finding Shuichi.

It was after a little while though, Yuki managed to calm himself down. Sure, Shuichi wasn't around. But he was bound to come back soon, right? He shook free all the fearful thoughts of what might've happened to Shuichi and decided to at least wait until the morning before completely worrying about him. Sighing, he sat down beside his laptop and began typing once again.


The world in which he feared had taken him, body and soul, among it to be one within the dream.

He stood once again on the mound of snow, eyes cast up at the sky. Where the sky had usually been a brilliant yet feared red it was now engulfed in darkness. There were no stars to give even the smallest bit of light. There was no moon to reflect the sun's light. It was just endless, eternal black night sky, devoid of the lights of heaven.

The snow at his feet, however, was a shade of red which nearly made him vomit. It was blood red. The most hated colour of the world happened to be at his feet, and all around. The sky stretched onwards to place unknown and the red snow disappeared off into the distance, giving the feeling of endless red snow for miles around. It was bad enough of the colour, but the stench was overpowering, so much that he vomited just moments later. It felt like being next to a newly dead corpse, the blood fresh and disgusting.

The world continued to cry. It sounded helpless and pathetic, like a baby unable to do anything for itself as its life slowly slipped away. Or like a child who had just done something unforgivable and was even afraid of itself. It was loud and clear, ringing in his ears so much so he stuck his fingers in his ears to drive away the sound. It didn't work, and the sound cut deeply at his heart. It was sad yes, but most of all it scared him. The sound was clearer than it usually was. The smells here were stronger than they usually were. Most of all, the feel of things here felt more realistic, as if he were really here in the dream world.

This was no illusion.

He crouched down and hugged his knees close to his chest. Each moment he stayed here he felt like a part of himself dissolved.

"Only you can purify the snow,"

What the heck did that mean anyway? What was this world trying to tell him?

"Free the snow. Heal the snow,". The voice rang out, clear and true.

"But how?" he yelled back "How?"

The voice didn't respond, as if to say 'Figure it out for yourself'...


"The voice didn't respond, as if to say 'Figure it out for yourself'…"

Yuki sighed and sank back into his chair. It was about two in the morning by the time he'd finished writing. He had been constantly going back and checking the house to check Shuichi hadn't come back yet. He still hadn't returned.

The novelist buried his head in his hands. Usually he would've heard something by now. He couldn't even reach Shuichi's phone to get in contact with him. The phone would simply ring and ring some more. He realised this effort was wasted anyway, when he discovered the vocalist's phone lying in the bedroom. Which would mean something big had happened. Shuichi never went anywhere without his phone.

And while Yuki kept his eyes hidden behind his hands, small tears which he had kept locked up were beginning to journey forward.


The snow of Tokyo fell more heavily. The black snow, was a phenomenon that no one had ever encountered before. It was odd for it to be snowing in July, that was true. But for the snow to suddenly turn black like that? It was just something no one could make sense of.

The snow had covered every building in sight. Not a single area of Tokyo lay untouched by the snow. The sky above held no stars or even a moon that night. There were no lights from heaven on to give the citizens reassurance of the light. And on that very same night of the fourth day of snow…

… the world cried out.


A/N:Yes! I managed to live through another chapter! Huzzah: D I really wasn't looking forward to writing this chapter with the confrontation of Hiro and Yuki, so I just left it out for now. Obviously, they'll have to confront each other at some point, just not yet. Only because I simply couldn't think through Yuki's reaction straight. Anyway, this story won't finish up in six chapters me thinks. I think it shouldn't last more than ten chapters though, even including the epilogue that is due shortly after the last chapter. Anyway, questions we do have! Who is the mysterious voice from the world? Why has Shuichi been taken into the world anyway? How comes Yuki is writing all of Shuichi's dream without even realising it? Why has the snow turned black? And what's with the last line of the chapter: "… the world cried out,"? Is the world really crying out or not? Am I confusing you: D Hehe. I'm glad! Are any of you getting what's going on yet? Well I only just decided who the voice was yesterday while writing chapter III so I doubt any of you have much of a guess who the voice is. But is Shu-chan's dream finally making any sense? I'm gonna give you a big hint here: 'FREE THE SNOW. HEAL THE SNOW.' You getting it yet? Nope? Oh well –shrugs- I tried. Anyway, for quicker updates and more chapters of the story, I suggest you all review quickly and that everyone reading this story review. The more reviews I get the better my chapters turn out, y'know? So it's up to you to help me get my inspiration to continue or not. Anyway, review soon and ja ne: )