:Cold:
Standing at the sliding door to their patio, Murrue Ramius was watching Mu gather up some firewood from the pile of wood they keep on the patio in the winter. Of course he was outside in short sleeves and nothing to keep him warm. She was waiting to open the door for him so he could stack the wood back on the fire. It was starting to snow and the temperature was well below freezing outside. He came to the door and she opened it, allowing him to come in.
"It's freezing out there," He mumbled through visibly chattering teeth.
"Well I wonder why, you're out there without a coat on or anything. I'm amazed you're not sick yet," Murrue scolded him as she watched the fire burn back to life.
Mu turned around and leaned casually on the fireplace. "Hey, it takes a lot to get me sick, don't worry about- He was cut off by a sneeze.
Murrue looked him up and down. "A lot, huh?" She picked up her zip up sweatshirt from the dining room chair and walked over to Mu to put it over his shoulders.
"Come on, sit down by the fire and I'll make you some coffee," She walked over to the couch and made him sit down.
"Murrue, I'm fine, it was only a- Once gain he was ruined by a sneeze.
Murrue giggled and walked to the kitchen to turn on the coffee maker. She put the filter in and poured in the coffee mix, then pulled two mugs out from the cabinet. She then went back into the family room where she left Mu. She pulled a blanket off the lazy chair and sat down next to him and tucked her feet underneath her, draping the blanket over the both of them. He let his head droop and fall on to her shoulder.
"Aha, so you do feel sick," Murrue placed a hand on his forehead. "Well, you're not too warm, but I'll be doing the firewood runs for the rest of the night, got that?" She rested her hand on his leg and gently trailed it up and down to soothe him.
"Yes, Captain," Seeing that he was already defeated, he gave in and let her have this one.
Before she could retort at the formality, she was distracted from her words as the lights started to flicker. It was then the two realized how windy it was outside.
"The power must be going funny," Mu pointed out the obvious as they looked around at all the lights.
"Well I hope it doesn't go out," Murrue kept staring at the lights, hoping that maybe if she kept staring, they would stay lit, famous last words. Within a matter of seconds, the lights flickered some more, and then in a wave of darkness, went out.
"Mu?"
"Murrue?"
"It's dark,"
"Wow, I didn't notice," Murrue hit him on the arm.
"Where do we keep the flashlights?" She asked him, looking up at his face which was illuminated by the fire.
"Do we even have flashlights?"
"…no, I don't think so, but I think I have some candles in our room, we can go check," She answered as she pulled herself up off the couch.
"Ok, let's go, just, watch your step," He answered while grabbing hand and guiding her over to their room and through the door.
"Alright, so, where are these candles again?" he asked as they stopped in the open doorway.
"I think their in one if my drawers," Murrue put a finger to her chin in thought.
"You do realize that we did our wash today, right?" Mu asked as he turned his head in the general direction he thought she was.
Murrue groaned. "Oh, no," Laundry day for Mu and Murrue meant that all of their clothing was sprawled across the bedroom waiting for them to put it away.
"So we have to climb over about a ton of clothes, it's not as bad as it seems, let's go," Mu grabbed Murrue by the wrist and pulled her across all of the clothes. He had to catch her once when her foot caught the wash basket lying on the floor by the bed. She yelped in surprise and was ready to land in a pile of clothing before his strong arms wrapped around her waste and held her up.
"Thanks, Mu," She laughed as she tripped into the dresser that she needed to get to.
She pulled open the drawer and dug around for the long candles. She eventually pulled out a box filled with candles.
"Found them," Murrue announced as she turned around to face Mu.
"Here, I'll carry them, we don't want you tripping again," He winked at her, he didn't know if she could see, but he did anyway.
"Ok, just be careful," she followed him through the mess again. It was a little easier this time, the light from the fire that they couldn't see going in the other direction gave them a path to get out.
"Now, there is no way im rummaging around the house for a box of matches," Murrue announced as Mu set the box down on the coffee table.
"So what are you planning on doing, silly?" Mu asked with a smile. He watched quietly as Murrue pulled a thick candle out of the box and took it over to the fireplace. She held it in front of the flame as it lit up.
"Mu, baby, could you please take this and put it on the coffee table for me?" Murrue asked as she heldout her arm with the candle in her hand so that he could grab it.
"Sure, do you want the box?" He asked as he grabbed the candle from her hand and stuck it on the table.
"Yes, please," Mu handed her the box.
She took the candles out one by one and set them in front of the fire. She picked a navy blue one up and lit it.
"Here, set this one on the dining room table, would you?" Murrue held the candle out.
Mu didn't hear her; he was too busy watching the fire reflect off of her tawny eyes, making them look like they were on fire.
"Mu?" She tried again. He snapped out of his reverie.
"Oh, sorry, where do you want it?" She eyed him suspiciously.
"The dining room table," She answered, her eyes playfully glowing, a blush on her cheeks once she realized it was her he was staring at.
He took the candle from her and walked over to set it on the table. After 10 minutes the candles were lit and strategically placed all over the house, giving off a romantic aura. Mu spent most of that time enjoying watching her chew at her bottom lip while trying to figure out where to place the candles. Now they were both sitting on the couch underneath a blanket keeping warm on the cold powerless night.
"You know, you're real cute when you concentrate," Mu blurted out of the blue, causing her to blush.
"Thank you?" She didn't know what to say to that one, now that she thinks of it she often has moments when she can't think of what to say to some of his comments, which is probably one of the many reasons she fell in love with him. He wasn't like other men.
"You know, I think I could get used to the power being out," Mu commented as she snuggled closer to him.
"Hmm, why's that?" She asked curiously, wanting to know his reason.
"Well, as long as I'm with you, then what does it matter if ther's no light or heat?" He answered back seriously, but with his eyes sparkling.
She giggled. "Well then, I guess we should both hope that the power stays out," She replied as she closed her eyes, basking in the warmth that both the blanket and Mu were giving off.
"Why the both of us?" He asked knowingly.
She paused for a moment, collecting her thoughts. "When there's power, there are things to do, but if it's like this all the time, then I get to spend time with you,"
He smiled and pressed a kiss to the top of her head. "Same goes for you, Murrue, same goes for you,"
The two then fell asleep on the couch like that in each others arms, and during that time, the power went back on. It's too bad that they weren't awake to enjoy it…well, then again, maybe they wouldn't have.
:Inspiration for this came from a personal experience last weekend xD damn wind. See you all next time ;)Oh by the way, MapleRose, thank you for all of your precious reviews to this story, im so glad you enjoyed my drabbles so far, and i hope that you continue to do so :3
