-I'm happy to see you but I've heard that are some tension going on so...shouldn't you be fighting along with your bronze friends?

Hyoga turned his look away and took a sip of the tea, he was older than the last time I've seen him. He was becoming a handsome boy, with sad eyes that made him look older than he actually was.

-I..had to do a thing.- he said, coldly.

I nodded, staring at him. I knew what he was doing back on Siberia and he knew that I knew.

-What about you?

-Oh, you know, protecting the village and taking care of some important matters. I'm like the Batman of Sanctuary.- I said, playing with the tea bag on my mug.

He smiled.- What about master? Have you talked to him recently?

I swallowed. The unexpected question made me blush a little.

-Last time I got a letter from him he was wishing me a happy birthday and said he was busy; you know him, he's a man of few words. By the way, I only got the letter one month later so I'm not even sure he got mine.

-Wow. Sounds like a dramatic XVIII century story. – he sarcastically replied.

-Now you speak sarcasm? Kids grow up fast…

-I learned with you two. By the way, I know how aloof he is but I think you make him better.

I rolled my eyes in disbelief but didn`t replied.

-Alright, I gotta go. Thanks for the chat and the snacks.- he got up and headed to the door

-Hyoga? Be careful, okay? I know how important is for you but don't put yourself in danger, please.

-He smiled. –Don't worry. And don't snitch me, please.

I nodded.- I don't have to. I'm pretty sure he knows.

In a couple of months will be two years since I came back here. I'll be able to go back to the Sanctuary…or wherever I wanted. I was at that very familiar hill thinking putting my thoughts in order.

I felt a weird feeling on my stomach. Should I go back?Not that I'm a fan of Russian weather but..

Last letter I've received was from Milo. Didn't said many things, apart that he asked me to go back soon because he was bored and Camus was boring. He said "he doesn't have time for fun, he was distant but wouldn't admit that he missed me.

If he won't admit so part of me wouldn't admit either. Although the last two years were too calm for my own good, I enjoyed the mess of the Sanctuary. Not only Milo and Camus but the fights, missions, punishments, lessons…Kohoutek gives me weather problems and once-in-a-while mysterious warriors from far lands to keep an eye on. At least people here are extremely nice to me.

I spotted a stranger not so far from the village and stood up to get a better observation. He was tall, with heavy winter clothes and a hoodie on his head. The stranger headed to the frozen shore and I tried to follow him without being noticed.

The stranger was hesitating when he reached the beach. What this maniac is trying to do?

The freezing wind howled onto our direction and the stranger pulled his hood closer, however a small hair strand managed to escape from it.

A long turquoise hair strand.

-Camus!-I let it escape from my mouth however I was still too far away from him.

My stomach seemed to throw up all the feelings and expectations that I buried for over two years. Was this a visit? A surprise? Is he going to take me back? Are we going to run away-don't be silly he would never do that!

Should I wait or go back to my house? I want to run in his direction and jump on him, God, I want to kiss him so bad.

My brain finally decided to interfere and I started to analyze: what is he doing on the frozen beach? Why he is walking on it, is it a mission?

I watched him walking further and further for minutes until he stopped on a specific spot and, raising his cosmo to a powerful level, broke the ice with a punch creating a massive hole. Then the penny dropped and I had a clue of what he was about to do. I felt sick again.

-No, no, no, no, there's no need for that!

Too late. He quickly made movements with his hand towards the water, creating whirlpools. Soon the frozen sea under our feet moved again starting to crack the ice. I moved away and so did him, heading back to the beach since his work was finished. When I reached the hole I confirmed what I had figured out earlier: the sea was agitated enough sink down what was under it for years: Hyoga's mother sunken ship.

-Camus, make it stop!

He turned back and faced me in awe.- Aurora!Watch out!

The crack reached where I stood and broke down, made me twist my ankle and fall on the glacial water.

I didn't have time to scream, but Camus could grab my arm before I could fall for complete and pulled me back to the surface.

Quickly he put me on his shoulders and ran until the shore, where he finally put me down.

-Are you hurt? - he asked, panting, worry glazing on his icy blue eyes.

I took a while to respond, still processing everything that just happened, and then I gave him a punch on his beautiful face.

He stared at me, amazed, covering the blood coming from his nose.

-Why did you have to do this? You went too far, Camus, what the hell was that?

-It was necessary. He can end up dying any day for such foolish behavior. - he said, firmly

-Foolish behavior? What do you understand about that? If I could visit my parents 'grave I would, but I can't! You don't understand how important it is for him, you had no right!

-We all had our losses but our lives ain't frozen, Hyoga's life is frozen along with that ship, he's too selfish to move on. It's was about time for him to grow up and deal with it.

-Selfish? Alright…I'm stupid. For a moment I thought that you could actually care for anyone else besides you, your brilliant mind and all your important life. "Maybe he is paying me a visit, maybe he is too busy to write anything". Gosh, this is so embarrassing. You're the selfish one here.

He grabbed my arm- I do care about you and I did this because I was worried about him.

-If this is how you show affection, I'm scared of you; I don't need heartless people around me.

I turned my back and tried to walk away, slowly because of my twisted foot and my soaked pants.

He grabbed my arm and dragged me closer; I reluctantly tried to escape however he was stronger. He stared at me for a while; there was anger on his eyes and fury in mine. But there was also desire. Our faces were closer yet we were both holding ourselves to make any move. I could see his cheeks red and the cold air smoke coming out from his mouth and on this fraction of second of distraction his thin lips gave up pulling me into an angry kiss. A kiss that tasted like a battle which apparently I lost.