Its been a while since I've posted on here...and I probably won't have much for a little while. That includes Soul Eater stuff.
So, unlike ALL of my other stuff, this is a yaoi. It's for the ONLY yaoi couple I ship (unless you count Kaoru and Hikaru from Ouran High School Host Club, but I don't, because complicated reasoning.)
So Piko and Len are very special to me. They sing well together, Piko's my favorite Vocaloid of all of them, they're gorgeous together. The list goes on and on and on and on. So yeah.
I do NOT own Piko, Len, their voices, Vocaloid, or anything else. Just my working. ^^
Enjoy and review!

A Love for All Seasons: Winter

"All the joy in the world could never account for the peace I feel when I'm with you, my dear."

Len groaned quietly, knowing he was quite a bad place at the moment. He was very far from the Vocaloid mansion, having gone on a walk despite ALL of Rin's warnings that there was going to be a blizzard. Worse, his walks went out to random places, so no one had any way of knowing where he was. The best part? Len had only gone in three layers; a tank top, long sleeve, and sweater, as well as a pair of pants. This outfit had been warm until the snow poured down like a giant scratching a dandruff-filled head onto the earth. Pure, icy snow clung to his eyelashes…and hair…and most of his body in general; the blond haired, singing teenager was absolutely freezing to death.

Forcing himself forward, he realized just how lost he was as he trudged through the terrible winds of a hellish blizzard, wishing he had listened to Rin…or even Piko, when said male had offered to retrieve Len's coat from the laundry; as it had been his turn to do the house laundry that week. Len had known just how easy it would have been for Piko to get the coat from the dryer, which had likely finished it by then. But no, Len had insisted on denying the request and heading out the door, just to get on his walk. Boy was he paying for it now… Speaking of Piko, the snow began reminding Len of him, as Piko's hair was a silvery white. Just like the snow…except Piko was much warmer than this frozen weather.
Piko… This was a thought that had been poking holes in Len's brain cells for quite a while now. The other Vocaloid was so kind to him, always. Len also found that he liked singing duets with the other boy…much more than he usually did with just about anyone else; even his twin sister. The male Kagamine twin had been beginning to realize that Piko stood out in many ways; by voice, by attitude, and by how much Len was starting to think of him. Some way or another, the snowy haired Vocaloid was always making himself known on Len's mind…and it was driving Len absolutely insane!

He sighed, his breath floating in the bitter air as he continued aimlessly walking, wishing he knew where the hell he was going. But he didn't, he didn't know at all. Oh how he wished he knew though; some of the minty hot cocoa Piko always made when people came in from the cold sounded so… Len slapped himself when he realized he was thinking of Piko again! Closing his eyes, he frowned and continued on his walking, knowing it had been hours. Of all the days to get lost…he had to pick today…

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Blue and green eyes stared out the second floor window of the Vocaloid mansion, quietly pleading to be able to see a particular blond return. Piko had long begun to realize that this was utterly useless though. Saddened by this, he smoothed his white hair and fixed his peculiar cowlick into a bearable manner, out of his eyes and such. Once again frowning at the terrible blizzard that he had been watching since its beginning, the small-framed male crossed his room's floor to a wardrobe, and collected a long, dark blue coat. Putting the soft coat on, he buttoned each crystal-like button, and headed from his room. Down the stairs he went, finding Rin singing as she sat on the couch. Getting her attention by waving, he got her to stop for a moment.

"Piko? You're going out in this mess?"

He nodded slowly, "It's been too long."

Rin frowned, "Worried about Len too?"

Piko responded once more, "Yeah. He's never gone this long…and he didn't even take his coat."

The small blond girl bit her lip, "True…" She sighed, "Be careful out there Piko! Or I won't forgive you!"

Chuckling at that, he brought his USB tail from the floor as he tucked his hands into his pockets while Rin opened the door for him, letting him go on out into the cold. Blasted immediately by the frozen cold, Piko shuddered a bit. Len must be terribly cold by now…and Piko honestly couldn't stand the thought. That blond twin of Rin's was his closest friend in this place!

…If you could even call them just friends.

Piko blushed a second at the thought, but shook it off and ran out, crying Len's name into the howling winds immediately. He had to find him! He had to…!

"Len!" he cried, "Len, you've got to hear me! You have to…I need to find you…"
The two boys were always inseparable friends, to say the least. Almost always doing a duet together or cheering one another on. Sometimes getting dressed as girls by Rin…but that was a different story in all fairness. They even got stuck being squished together in the smaller chair for movie nights in the Vocaloid mansion, sandwiched together in a small arm chair. This had perks though, usually by sharing a giant bowl of popcorn to themselves, while the others passed one bowl around for everyone. Though it happened so often that he questioned if the other Vocaloids were causing it on purpose. He thought of all the times he and Len worked together on holiday decorations. All of the pictures they often took together. All of the things they did together or talked about. Their rooms were even next to each other.

Pushing all this from his mind, Piko's USB tail flew in the bitter winds as he ran, still screaming Len's name. And finally, after a bitterly frozen hour had passed…he finally got an answer.

"Piko!"

Piko stopped immediately and looked around, "Len! Len, where are you?"

He got that answer when a weight slammed into him from the side, very unexpectedly. Catching his balance, Piko whirled and held the other Vocaloid tightly as he stood there in the compiling snow.

"Len! You idiot, you're freezing to death! You should have let me get your coat!"

Shaking, Len grumbled in annoyance before answering, "D-Don't you t-think I-I know that by now…?"

Sighing and shaking his head, Piko let Len go and slipped out of his coat, putting it on Len before the other small-framed male could bother to protest.

"P-Piko-! You-You'll get cold now!"

Piko shrugged, "You'll freeze before me. Now hush…"

Leaving no more room for protesting, Piko picked Len up and gathered him into his arms, walking back towards the mansion; much to the other's bitter dismay.

"Piko!"

"Oh stop it. You're cold and tired and you sure aren't walking after all of that."

Len huffed and stopped squirming, finally succumbing to being carried like this. He shivered as he lay in the warmth of Piko's coat…and of Piko himself. Still, he managed to speak, his voice shaking from the terrible cold.

"H-Hey…P-Piko? W-Were you…wh-why'd you come out here?"

Piko shrugged softly, "I wanted to find you, and I was worried. You do realize you have been out here for about four hours now, right?"

Len sighed, "I suppose."

The white haired Vocaloid mumbled slightly, then sighed, "Len…I really was worried." He sighed, pinking a bit, "I do like you after all…"

These words choked the young, fairly new Vocaloid ever slightly as he continued to walk, Len having been stunned to silence in his arms, but Piko forced the final two little words out. They came in barely a whisper, the breath hovering in the cold air. The skin of his face reddened and not from the cold, but from a pink blush.

"…a-a lot…"

It was a shy admission, but one Piko knew he needed to say. Len was utterly wordless now as Piko continued carrying him towards the mansion, coatless as he walked in his white sweatshirt, nearly blending with the snow as he moved. However, it was the answer Len had needed…for the question burning his brain all this time…all these weeks, days, hours, minutes, and seconds… Laying his head against Piko's shoulder as his cold body trembled in a newer warmth, Len finally spoke up.

"I…like you too…a lot...Piko."

So on towards home they went…their bond reinforced with a new tie.