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"It snowed last night," Yukimi peeked through the blinds, "What the hell is it doing; snowing in October. This is insane," he mumbled, letting the blinds fall closed, "It was really warm last week and now there's snow on the ground."

He gathered up his stuff for work, talking to Yoite, "Well, I've got work to do, even though it's a winter wonderland outside," he muttered sarcastically. He tugged on his coat and wrapped a scarf tightly around his neck, "I'll be back later." Yukimi stepped outside and shut the door.

"The weathers actually nice today," Yukimi announced as he returned home from a restaurant review. He turned to Yoite and Miharu siting against the couch, "Where did you come from?"

"My house," Miharu said, picking at a loose thread on his shirt.

Yukimi ignored his sarcasm and went to set his stuff down, "Why don't we go out. It's fairly warm, despite the snow," he looked at them, "Plus, the two of you could use some sun."

Yoite glanced at Miharu, vaguely remembering that the boy wanted to go to the park yesterday, "Let's go to the park." He stood, surprising Yukimi.

"I didn't actually expect you to agree," Yukimi wandered into the kitchen, wanting a warm drink before he returned to the cold.

Miharu began pulling his gloves back on and made sure Yoite had his scarf.

"And hey," Yukimi said, peeking around the corner, "Text your friends where you're going so she doesn't freak out when you're not here."

"Okay," Miharu took out his phone as Yukimi disappeared around the corner again.

"I didn't tell you to invite them," Yukimi muttered, glaring at the two new brats standing before him.

"He didn't," Raimei retorted, a blue pom hat pulled snugly over her ears.

"We came because we felt like it," Kouichi smiled, "Besides, it's a public place. So why don't we enjoy this nice day together?"

"That's sounds wonderful," a new voice interjected.

"Why did you invite HIM!?" Raimei glared at Yukimi, pointing a finger at the approaching figure.

"No one invited me," Raiko said, "Gau and I were just walking by when I saw you."

"Having a nice date with you girlfriend?" Yukimi jeered.

Raiko gave him a mocking smile. He was bundled in a coat and gloves. Surprisingly, he didn't have Shirogamon with him.

Suddenly something buzzed through the air and whacked Raiko in the side of the head.

"Raiko!" Gau looked at him worried. Raiko wiped the slushy snow from his face and glared at the direction it came from.

"Oops," Miharu blinked.

"Think you can get away with that?" Raiko grinned, quickly scooping up a snowball of his own and hurling it at Miharu. It hit him in the arm as he turned to dodge.

Another snowball hit Raiko in the face. He laughed at the sudden chill.

"Don't throw snowballs at Miharu!" Raimei huffed.

"But he threw one at me first," Raiko pointed out.

Raimei yelled, "That doesn't-" a snowball collided with her head, leaving snowy chunks on her hat.

"Lighten up," Kouichi grinned, another snowball already in his hand.

"Kouichi!"

He chuckled, "Here." He handed her a snowball, "You throw one. It's supposed to be fun."

She gingerly took it from his hand, mentally choosing who to pelt with it.

Yukimi ended up as the target. "Oof" he exhaled, surprised as the ball of icy snow hit him in the stomach. "This, is why I hate brats," he bent down to ball up some snow and pelted Raimei in the arm.

Raiko and Miharu had nearly covered each other in snow. Each continuously throwing snowballs at one another. Kouichi mostly targeted Raimei, but began hitting Gau after he seemed to be left out.

"Ah, quit it!" Gau screeched, running away from the attacks, "It's so cold."

Kouichi ducked behind the small snow fort he had made, gathering more ammo from his supply.

It turned into an all out war after that. Raimei started to smile, enjoying the pained looks of her targets. Kouichi stored a surplus of ammo behind his fort, hiding from the attacks then launching his own.

Yukimi and Raiko had been exchanging throws, occasionally hitting Miharu when he wasn't expecting it.

"Take this, little brat," Yukimi grinned, flinging a large snowball at Miharu.

However, he threw it too hard and it veered off course. The ball of snow smashed into the side of Yoite's face, whipping his head to the side. Everyone stopped for a moment, trying to read his expression under the dark hair that covered his eyes. He held a hand to his cheek.

Yukimi froze, "Oh my god. I didn't mean to hit you, Yoite."

Miharu reached out a hand to his friend, but Yoite swatted him away. Everyone was watching, waiting for his reaction.

Yoite knelt to the ground, digging in the snow for moment and patting it together with his hands. He slowly stood back up, raising his head to glare at Yukimi.

Yukimi cocked an eyebrow, "Yoi-" a snowball slammed hard into his face, knocking him off his feet. He fell back into the snow, a dazed look on his face, "Damn that was a good throw."

Kouichi started back up the fight, rapidly hitting Raimei, Raiko, Gau, and Miharu in quick succession.

They continued the fight until it started getting dark. Raiko and Gau left first, waving goodbye to the group. "Gau and I are going to eat. I'll see you guys later. Bye Raimei."

"Bye, Raiko. See you, Gau," Raimei gave a small wave.

"We should go, too," Kouichi said to her.

She looked back at the remaining boys, "But what about Mi-"

"He'll be fine," Kouichi took her arm, "Why don't we go get a hot dinner somewhere."

A darker red surfaced on her already cold-flushed cheeks, "Okay."

"Bye, Miharu!" Kouichi called, waving his hand.

Raimei smiled, "See you, Miharu. And stay out of trouble!"

"Bye," he said, the word turning into a sneeze. Yoite and Yukimi awkwardly watched them saying their goodbyes. Yukimi did a small wave, feeling obliged to do something.

Raimei and Kouichi walked off, leaving the three of them behind.

Yukimi lightly whacked Miharu on the back of the head, "Why am I always babysitting you?"

Miharu shrugged, pulling his scarf over his red nose. Another sneeze erupted from him.

"And now you're sick!" Yukimi exclaimed, "Go home!"

Yoite sneezed abruptly, sniffling quietly.

"Not you too!" Yukimi growled, turning sharply on his heel and marching towards his apartment. A few feet away, he unexpectedly stopped walking, his face contorting in a suspense-building fashion. A loud sneeze exploded from him, followed shortly by another. He sighed, wiping the back of his hand across his nose, "This sucks."

There will be another chapter!