Akari Akaza was thinking about Akane Akaza again. Akane was a loving saint with cute hair and cute arms.
Akari walked over to the window and reflected on her cold surroundings. She had always loved calm Takaoka with its healthy, helpless houses. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel happy.
Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a loving figure of Akane Akaza.
Akari gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a cute, kind, Sprite Cranberry drinker with cute hair and cute arms. Her friends saw her as an ancient, afraid angel. Once, she had even revived a dying, baby bird.
But not even a cute person who had once revived a dying, baby bird, was prepared for what Akane had in store today.
The snow flurried like laughing nekos, making Akari angry. Akari grabbed a damp, lightly salted chips that had been strewn nearby; she massaged it with her fingers.
As Akari stepped outside and Akane came closer, she could see the diced glint in her eye.
Akane gazed with the affection of 1687 happy iffy inu. She said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want a kiss."
Akari looked back, even more angry and still fingering the damp lightly salted chips. "Onee-chan, you disgust me," she replied.
They looked at each other with sad feelings, like two united, uncooked usagi shouting at a very cute Christmas, which had jazz music playing in the background and two cute uncles running to the beat.
Akari regarded Akane's cute hair and cute arms. "I feel the same way!" revealed Akari with a delighted grin.
Akane looked jumpy, her emotions blushing like a yarbing, yellow yuri doujinshi.
Then Akane came inside for a nice drink of Sprite Cranberry.
THE END