"…Akachin…." silvery purple eyes gazed on that of a passionate mixture of red and yellow, as the flurry snow began to endlessly dance around the gray sky. "What is it?" the redhead asked, anxious to know what would come out of his lover's pale lips. "..Do you love me..?" The blankness in the redhead's eyes melted away, turning into a bright shade of shock and anxiousness. "Why do you say that? Of course I do." The small redhead proclaims, staring into glassy purple marbles. "…" Silence took control of the scenery, making it a gloomy, emotionless stage of dark winter."… I see…." The small one titled his head a bit, showing a small hint of confusion. This was cut off with the words that came from the purplehead's mouth. "…Let's go home.." A nod was all the redhead gave, unconcious about the tiny doubt his lover showed him.

"…Mmmmm…" heterochromiac eyes slowly opened to the sight of a cream-coloured ceiling. The redhead stood up slowly, still a bit sleepy. "Whats with that dream..?" he asked himself, removing the blanket that was warmly covering half his body. He glanced at the clock, it was 6:00 in the morning. Sluggishly walking while rubbing his eyes, Akashi headed to the kitchen, looking for water to drink. He then started looking for Murasakibara. "Atsushi? " No reply. "Maybe he went out to buy snacks..?" He sighed, having an "oh well" expression on his face. The small man went back to his room and changed clothes- a red shirt and beige knee-lengthed shorts. "Hmmm… Maybe I should cook food until he gets back." That said, he waltz into the kitchen and started to wear a black apron. "What should I cook..?" he pondered. "I think omelettes would be fine… and maybe other recipes too.." The small redhead then grabbed all the ingredients he needed and started to cook. He showed a slight smile while working on the food he is cooking. "…Do you love me..?" "…!" The redhead had widened eyes, while slicing some vegetables, he unconsciously cut himself. " Why am I remembering that dream?" He then stopped the movement of the knife, leaving a deep dent on the chopping board. "…." Red and yellow eyes then turned glassy wet. Several tears slide down his cheeks, and fell onto his hand with the knife. " Huh..?" Staring at his hand wet with tears, He wiped the liquid quickly away from his teary eyes. "Why am I crying..? This is so weird…" Akashi ignored it and finished cooking the meal for his lover. Going straight to the couch, he let out a sigh and sat down on the soft furniture. "Maybe I'm just tired…" The redhead stated, unconciously falling asleep.

"In that dream, when we went back home…. I wonder…"

"…what happened after?"

"Akachin, I'm home~" The purple haired man just got home to see a vulnerable Akashi, sound asleep. "Ah~ This is rare~~ For Akachin to fall asleep here~" A little smile appeared on the tall man's face. The redhead's face was so cute. Murasakibara sat next to Akashi, leaning down to the redhead's face. He meshed his lips to the other's gently, carefully so that it won't wake him up. He stuck his tongue out and entered the small man's mouth. Akashi remained asleep, a deep slumber, it seems. The tall man kissed a bit deeper, making the other twitch and moan silently. Ah, it felt so good. The purple haired man could not hold back any longer. He then moved his hands to the redhead's warm chest, to the stomach, and began removing his shirt. "..Ahh…..mm…" Those extremely cute moans reverberated in Murasakibara's ears, making him go even further. He started kissing the small one's neck, down to his chest. " ..Mmmm…ahhh….hahhh.." They keep echoing in the tall man's ears, never leaving its territory. He then went back to the redhead's face and once again clashed his lips with the other, mixing their saliva together. Unconciously, Murasakibara's hand made its way trying to unzip Akashi's zipper. "…!" Silence fell. The tall man halted all his movements, staring sadly at his lover. "Ah….Thats right….." He then stood up from his position. "… I…can't…." He then began fixing Akashi's clothes and the mess he made. Tears began to escape from shiny purple orbs. He started to caress soft, red locks, and then smooched on his lover's forehead. Akashi had such a peaceful face, it made him smile a little. But that smile didn't last long. A sad look was plastered on Murasakibara's face. Tears never stopped falling from his eyes. "…Say Akachin…"

" Do you still remember…"

"..that day..?"