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Deadly Snowflakes

The wind whipped around the street with an icy sharpness, but Elena's scarf, earmuffs and other various wrappings shielded her in a snug, fully warmth.

Winter was very much present in Edge, and the snow had fallen in a constant heavy stream over the past few days, making her trips to the office more and more challenging.

She had made the rather wise decision that day to not drive to work during these conditions, and whilst that would no doubt save her from some terrible sliding on the ice, it had left her with the rather uncomfortable task of walking there in the bitter cold.

Elena hunched her shoulders slightly, so as to push the edge of the scarf further up her face. The snow crunched delightfully underneath her feet and she couldn't help but shift her gaze so as to watch the gentle compression of frozen water with every step.

The young Turk was so consumed in the delicate sound she didn't have a chance in hell of noticing the small, rounded ball heading straight towards her.

The well-aimed snowball hit her straight in the face; the melting ice trickling down beneath her scarf and leaving chilling trails on her chest.

"What the-"

Elena's eyes shot up only to be met with a very familiar sight.

"RENO!"

The red head smiled at her in that especially cheeky way that only he could.

"Don't you have better things to be doing with your time than play about? We have work to do!"

"Actually we don't."

She grunted in aggravation, though her angry display didn't faze her co-worker in the slightest.

He looked rather stunning, standing there in the snow. The white blanket made a beautifully contrasting background to his bright, red hair, and his aquamarine eyes seemed to glow against the paleness of his skin. In fact, if she hadn't been so utterlly annoyed by the idea, she might even have said he looked handsome.

"'Laney, I know I'm beautiful, but you really shouldn't stare."

A blush descended upon her cheeks and she quickly fought to regain control of herself.

"What- no! I mean, shut up! Anyway what do you mean we don't have work?"

"Rufus closed the HQ for the day. Heating got all frozen up or something."

Elena's eye twitched in a brand of personal annoyance.

"I wish you wouldn't call him by his first name, it's not very professional."

Reno just shrugged nonchalantly.

"So where's Rude? I'd have thought with this free little holiday you'd have gone to some dingy bar and drink the day away, whilst chatting up some cheaply-dressed tart."

Reno clutched his chest in mock hurt.

"Aw 'Laney, how could you think I'd do such a thing? Anyway he's just out with Tseng. The boss man wanted to pick up a coffee since he couldn't get any at HQ."

"It is cold..."

Elena hugged her arms to her chest; she wouldn't mind a warming cup right about now either.

The red headed Turk eyed her for a few moments before gliding closer; his face being drawn down to meet her own in a rather intimate fashion. He cocked an eyebrow suggestively.

"I'm sure I could find some way to warm you up."

The blush returned to Elena's cheeks full-force.

"Why you-!"

She bent down, scooping up a handful of pristine-white snow.

There was a degree of gleeful menace in her eyes as she sculpted her weapon and Reno couldn't help but grow a little nervous as he made to back away.

He hadn't moved more than a few metres from her when the young Turk launched the icy ball with a brilliant amount of effort, but all the effort in the world wasn't enough to beat Reno's cat-like reflexes and her projectile missed its mark by a rather large degree.

It fact, it ended up hitting someone else all together. A raven-haired individual to be precise, whom had just arrived back at that exact moment, steaming-hot coffee in hand. Well it had been in his hand.

The red head's mouth dropped in awe.

"Woah, now that was impressive!"

Elena just looking on in extreme-concern as her boss, his suit now drenched in a dark, wet, boiling liquid, gave the pair a rather blood-chilling glare.

A moment of silence fell, as a deadly-aura. Rude, who had been but a few steps from the raven-haired male, turned to his dryer co-workers; his face as stoney as ever.

"You might want to run now."

Before she knew what was happening, the young Turk found her hand encased within Reno's, whom was dragging her away from the scene at a great speed.

"Wha- what are you DOING?"

"Saving our beautiful arses! Pretty people like us can't die! It just wouldn't be right! It would throw the whole world outta balance!"

The young woman blinked.

"Pretty?"

He turned his head slightly; his eyes creasing as he flashed her a rather heart-stopping smile, tugging her along with a remarkable ease.

Elena's gaze flickered down to her hand. She'd never had a need to hold his hand before. His skin felt comfortably warm against her own; it was strange how not-unpleasant it was. And in spite of herself, she found herself smiling.

A/N= That's right, it's summer and I decide to write about winter XD This one had been drafted for aggggeeess but I'd never got around to completing it. It hasn't really got much of a plot to it, but it's just meant to be a little snippet of their relationship. I'll try and get another update done soon ^_^