*Update*: This was going to be a two shot, but I like it the way it is. (and I've totally forgotten where I was taking it) So, it'll just be a cute piece of fluff.

A/N: Happy birthday Komui! (and my roommate Joe) In honor of this special day (June 13) I'm devoting today to working on KomuixReever stuff!)

Disclaimer: I don't own DGM. If I did, well….

It was a lovely winter day, the sun was shining, the birds were singing in the trees, and Komui was missing.

Reever had searched the order from top to bottom but he couldn't find the supervisor anywhere. That was, until he got bundled up and decided to look outside, where he soon found Komui ice-skating on a small pond.

The supervisor spotted him and waved him over. Reever went, and was about to bite Komui's head off, when he was interrupted by a cheery "Yay! You're finally here. I brought some ice skates for you!"

Reever looked at him dumbfounded.

"What? It's pretty out. Pleeeeeease skate with me?" Komui whined, tugging on his sleeve like a little kid.

Reever was terrible at ice-skating, but he knew how to get out of it, "Sure, If you'll do your paperwork."

"Okay!"

"….WHAT?"

"I'll do some, but you have to skate with me for a whole hour."

The blonde sighed, "Fine, if I have too." He'd have to bear with the humiliation. If Komui was actually willing to do paperwork then he'd do just about anything.

Reever took two hard falls in the first fifteen minutes and he had a sinking feeling that his arse (which was currently numb from the cold) was going to be very, very sore later.

Komui glided over gracefully and helped Reever up (again). The blonde awkwardly thanked him and tried again. He did a few halting slides, Komui came over to him and held out a mittened hand. Reever blushed a little and took it, it was better than making a fool of himself.

They both had fun skating around together, but neither said so aloud. Komui's heart was light and joyful as he merrily glided around. The blonde felt strangely light headed and had a case of the warm-and-fuzzies.

All too soon, the hour drew to a close. Reever's thighs were starting to burn and he was grateful to head inside. They entered the castle and headed towards the supervisor's office. Komui went quietly, he was in Reever's good graces and he wanted to see how long he could make it last.

Reever was walking very strangely; he had yet to get his land-legs back. His bandy-legged stride raised several eyebrows but no one said anything.

The supervisor kept his word (it let him get away with more stuff in the long run) and many piles of paperwork were finished.