You were sitting at the edge of a slope which had a vision on a field that was normally filled with flowers, but in winter it was just a pain, snowy field. Not even a snowdrop peaking through the snow. You glared towards the snowy ground, mentally cursing the snow for covering up everything pretty and colourful. Then, out of nowhere a tiny, snow-white flower was held in your field of vision. A snowdrop?
"I'm sorry. I'm such an idiot sometimes." You looked the side where Yukimura was sitting on his knees, firmly holding the flower towards you. You shot him a glare and hit him on the shoulder.
"You're so.. stupid!" You said while he shifted from knees to butt.
"I know, and I'm sorry." Yukimura sighed and moved the flower away from you again, looking at it in regret. That sight alone broke your heart and you placed your hand on the one that held the flower. He looked up in surprise and you smiled gently.
"I forgive you." You took the snowdrop from his hand. "The Snowdrop, in purest white array, First rears her head on Candlemas day."
"What?" Yukimura raised an eyebrow.
"It's a little rhyme my mother once told me when I took one of them home and showed it to her."
"Oh.."
"And after that she told me that if you see a single one in an empty field or take one home with you it is considered unlucky."
"Really? So I just gave you something unlucky?" Yukimura let out a deep sigh.
"No, it means that I'm lucky to have you as a friend." You smiled and put the little flower behind your ear.
"I see. They're your favorite flowers, right?"
"Yes."
"Then," Yukimura got to his feet and held out his hand towards you. You took it and he pulled you up, not letting go. "Allow me."
He pulled you along, past the many fields.
"Close your eyes." He muttered and you raised an eyebrow. "Just do it please."
You chuckled, but did close your eyes.
"Can I open them yet?" You asked for the millionth time.
"No, not yet." It surprised you how calm his reply was. Normally when you kept asking the same thing over and over again, he would sigh in frustration and hush you up with any means necessary. Then, you suddenly got to a halt and Yukimura let go of your hand. He grabbed you shoulders and turned you a quarter.
"Now you may open your eyes." He let go of you as you slowly opened your eyes, blinking rapidly to get used to the sunlight again. When you finally could see again you gasped in amazement. Namely, in front of you there was a small, open field completely filled with snowdrops. You stepped towards the edge of the small slope, not believing your eyes.
"Hyouga-kun?"
"Yes?" He was standing next to you, slightly bending forward to see your facial expression. You smiled and turned towards him. Then, you suddenly jumped him around the neck, making him lose his balance and making you both roll down the slope.
When the two of you came to a stop, you on top of him, you couldn't control your laughter anymore. After some time you heard the quiet laugh of Yukimura as well and the two of you kept on laughing for quite some time. When you both finally managed to control your laughter again, your eyes met and you were caught in the moment.
You leaned forward and pressed your lips onto his. At first he stiffened, but then he wrapped one arm around your waist and placed his other hand on the back of your head, pressing you closer to him and deepening the kiss. Then, after some time he suddenly rolled over, making you end up in the snow, him on top of you. There he finally broke the kiss, both of you panting slightly.
"So.. somehow, miraculously, no flowers were harmed." He said, looking around a bit before bending towards you again, a small smirk on his face. You chuckled.
"I'm glad. Say," You gave a small smile as you placed your hand on his cheek. "What do you prefer? Yuki-chan or Hyouga-kun?"
His smile faded and he thought for a little. Then, he bent forward again and kissed you shortly.
"I prefer just Hyouga." He whispered to your lips, making you chuckle again. Then, you wrapped your arms around him and pulled him closer.
"All right, Hyouga." You sighed and let your hand mess up his hair as you locked your lips once again.