Fandom: Voltage Inc "Love Letter From Thief X"

Pairing: Takuto Hirukawa x MC

Warning: Mild cursing and insinuations of more

It was a cool winter day, crisp white snow glistening from last night's storm. The sun was shining bright, but that was about as happy as the day felt like at this moment. Why did he have to do this again? It was such a tedious and boring task.

I'm a computer genius, not manual labor. He scowled at the shovel in hand and the expanse of snow before him. The thought of the computers inside was quite tempting, beckoning him to abandon this pointless task. It would melt from the sunlight eventually as is. Another heavy sigh escaped his lips as he shut his eyes and wished away the snow. He knew it would not happen though. Life was never so easy.

"Ready?" A female voice snapped him from his thoughts, a scowl plastered on his face.

"Could you take any longer?" He answered coldly, but she unfazed by the biting words.

"Oh come on now, don't forget what you're gonna get for helping out."

Dammit, that's why I'm doing this. He frowned at her and looked back at the snow, his eyebrows permanently knitted together it seemed as he began to shovel. The crunch of snow starts to fill the air as they begun the tiresome task of clearing a path.

"Hurry up, why are you so slow?"

"You're doing this on purpose aren't you? You want me to do all the work!"

"Seriously, couldn't we just hire someone to do this?"

On, and on it went. The crunch of the snow and the complaints and whining of the infamous Black Foxes' hacking pro Takuto Hirukawa. It was not that it was unexpected, this was Takuto after all. He was far from reluctant at the mentioning of the task. It was as if they asked him to do some impossible feat of epic proportion. That is, until he was promised limited-edition Shiffey items along with a little praise from her.

Just ignore it, just ignore it. He's doing the task at least right? Just a few more scoops and we should be good to go. She repeated in her mind like a mantra since the beginning of the task. It was the only thing keeping her from arguing back with him at this moment. Whatever comments he may say to her, she needed him to focus on the task at hand. Just keep shoveling.

"First you eat the last serving of pork noodles and now this, you just want to make me suffer." He grumbled and that was it. With a thud and a grunt, a cold projectile was launched at him and hit him square in the back of the head.

"I did not eat the last serving! I offered it to you!" She snapped back at him, her gloved hand scooping up another round of ammo. "I'm not shoveling slowly," she swung and hit his arm as he turned and glared at her. "We can't just hire someone for every little thing!" Another snowball hit him before he could speak, square in the forehead. She froze in her spot. She had not intended to hit him in the face. However, sight was one to behold and she curled over in laughter.

His eye twitched with irritation as he wiped his face. This was war.

"You think that's funny huh?" He glared and scooped up some snow and started to fire back at her. She yelped as she started to get pelted and quickly ran to dodge the strikes before she got the chance to retaliate. With their shovels long forgotten, the two fired snow and words at one another in angry fun. Time flew by like the snowballs, the two dodging and firing away from the mini forts they made to shield them from the other. Their faces were cold and their gloves slowly becoming less protective against it with each passing scoop of snow. It seemed to be a tie until finally she tackled him in to the snow and grinned with pride.

"I win," she cheered and he grunted in response. He glared up at her, noting the redness of her cheeks and nose. It made him wonder just how cold he is, but it also made him note just how cute she looked with a red nose. The thought made his frozen cheeks burn as he mumbled something along the lines of her looking 'pretty'. "What?"

Shit, did she hear me? Did I actually say that aloud? He panicked, but the obvious clueless curious look had him sighing with relief internally. His mouth was already working before he could catch on though. "I said you look shitty! Snotty and red nosed!" He said loudly and she glared right back at him. "This was stupid, of course I would lose to you in this. You're quite the idiot, and only idiots win at stupid games." He smirked and she scowled down at him, promptly grabbing a handful of snow and smearing it on his face.

"Says you who lost to me!" She stuck out her tongue and crossed her arms with pride.

"Will you get off me already? It's cold and you're heavy. Not that you would know…with your bullet proof vest of fat. Deflects bullets and keeps you warm." He grumbled, sitting up as she moved to get off him but he kept her firmly on his lap. "Where do you think you're going? Your punishment for making so cold is to warm me up. You better be prepared to be on top again." He whispered the last sentence in her ear, her cold red face now heated and red. Before she could even argue, his lips sealed hers in a quick kiss. His own cheeks reddened from his sudden boldness while outside.

"H-hey, only if you finish shoveling!" She stammered a bit and suddenly they were up on their feet again.

"…W-well I guess, if I really have to, I'll do it…." She stared at him quizzically as he silently got to work, missing his last words before she began to shovel again as well.