Featuring Pineshipping (Fubuki Tenjoin x Sara | Atticus Rhodes x Yasmin/Gravekeeper's Assailant)

Bumf.

The soft touch of a hand against his shoulder.

"MmmMmmmMMMmmmm..."

"Fubuki!"

"mmMMmmph..."

"Fubuki!"

He gasped as cold air dropped down on him like an evil blanket – and speaking of blankets where had his gone?

He fumbled around wildly, eyes still half closed.

"Fubuki-san, you need to wake up, something terrible has happened!"

It took him several minutes to come into his full senses and comprehend the image of the person hanging over him. She was still wearing her large green earrings, and they dangled against her soft tan cheeks. Her normally tightly bound black hair fell long and dark around her shoulders and into her deep brown eyes, sticking up in a few places from sleeping against a pillow. Oooh, right. He remembered now; Sara had spent the night.

He groaned as he sat up, his mouth and tongue feeling dry and dusty.

"So...what? What happened?" he said.

Sara pointed out the window, her eyes wide and her body tense. He recognized that stance, he had seen it a few times during the weeks he had been trapped in the Gravekeeper's dimension, hiding in corners while Sara would sneak into the catacombs with food for him. She had always come to find him with that tense expression, always on edge. Always worried about something, about who might be following, alert to every little sound. He had hoped that she could relax while she was visiting him in his dimension...

His eyes wandered to the window. He couldn't see anything through the glass. Nothing but pure white.

"Do you see? Something terrible has happened! The world isn't out there anymore – I fear we have fallen into a between dimension!"

Fubuki tried so, so hard not to laugh, trying to remember that the world that Sara came from was far more dangerous than his and she had a right to be worried and startled at this turn of events.

"It's fine, Sara, we're fine. We're still in my world."

"But –"

"It's snow, Sara. Just snow."

She blinked. Some of her tensity dissipated as she considered the word.

"...snow?"

"Yeah. Snow. You know...cold white stuff that falls from the sky?"

Sara glanced up at the ceiling in thought for a brief moment.

"Yes, I have heard of the phenomenon...although it doesn't occur in my country."

Fubuki smiled.

"It's cold, and kind of wet," he said. "Piles up everywhere. Geez, if there's that much...ha! Maybe I don't have to go to school today."

He slipped out of bed and tried the window. It opened and most of the snow fell back down to the ground, although some scattered across his arms and he flinched. Sara was at his side in an instant and he put his hand on her shoulder to calm her.

"I'm okay, I'm okay. It was just a surprise; it's really cold...see?"

He scooped a bit off the window sill and held it out to her. She narrowed her eyes in interest as she touched it – and flinched back with surprise.

"It is freezing!" she said. "Oh...and the air is...very cold..."

She hugged her arms as a breeze came in through the window. Fubuki closed it hurriedly.

"Sorry," he said. But he had managed to see what he needed to see – the snow was deep enough that it was covering the dorm doors, so there wouldn't be any getting out and going to classes today. At least, not as far as he was concerned. "Actually, all this snow is pretty lucky!"

"It is?" Sara said, looking surprised.

"Yep! It's blocking the door. It'll be a few hours before they get it cleared up...if even that quickly. That means I can stay here with you for a while!"

He grinned like a maniac – when was the last time he had been able to enjoy a day of being snowed in?

"So...being trapped in the building is good?" Sara said, raising an eyebrow.

Fubuki hugged her and spun her around, and she squeaked with a bit of surprise and then laughter.

"Being snowed-in is great when you have company," he said with a grin. "Let's make some hot chocolate, and then we can cuddle. That sounds great, right?"

Sara shook her head, smiling at his enthusiasm. She leaned down from his arms to plant a kiss on his forehead.

"As long as I'm with you and you're smiling, then everything sounds great."