Winter Cold and Coco Buddies

Kokoro smiled as she looked out the window smiling at the snow, she saw her favorite team out there playing and was getting ready to join them…well one mainly. She smiled as she glanced over at where Yasahiro and his new girlfriend where ice-skating, and then to Ringo and her boyfriend cuddled up while making a snow man, then her eyes landed on the one she was most worried about, Ozora sitting alone on a park bench. She picked up her two hot chocolates once she finished getting ready and walked out to the one and half year older boy.

Ozora sighed as he watched his teammates having fun; he still couldn't really imagine smiling ever again now that his brother was gone. He missed him still and didn't know how to deal with it really. He looked back up at the two couples waving back at Yasahiro and Sayuri as they passed by while keeping a close eye out for his female teammate Ringo. He knew he could trust the Taki albino boy who was now her boyfriend but…well old habits die hard. He barely noticed though when a bright bundle of yellow and pink sat down beside him handing him a mug of hot coco.

He nodded talking it from her gently watching her out of the corner of his eye as she eyed him looking like she was going to speak a few times before she sat and watched him and the others drinking her hot coco in silence. He knew that Kokoro was merely trying to be her kind self but honestly he didn't know if he wanted to care or not right now. He was still smarting from the loss of his brother and well honestly didn't know how to respond sometimes to the overly hyper younger girl. He honestly thought she clashed most of the time with him seeing as they were virtually opposites but for some reason he felt glad she tried even though at the same time he was hurting about his brother's death. He sighed as he saw the young girl shift her legs for the fifth time in two minutes. He turned to her slowly looking at her indifferently "I don't think you need any more Hot Chocolate Kokoro-chan. You are hyper enough as it is and if I bore you so much why don't you go join the others" he said coldly motioning towards the others.

Kokoro stared at him in shock for a moment slightly hurt by what he said but then remembered what his teammates and his Sensai had said about him still being upset of her brother's death. He looked strait a head not wanting to look at the older boy now "I'm here because no one should be alone after the loss of a loved one…and I don't mind silence once in a while Ozora. I merely don't need it around others as they find it…uncomfortable. I just want you to know I'm here even if you don't want to talk…I'm here for you should you need someone at all." She replied shivering slightly in the cold pulling her bright jacket closer to her.

Ozora turned to look at her in shock and a bit of anger. How dare she…pity him?; No that wasn't it she was being honestly kind but not wanting him to talk about it, letting him go at his own pace about his feelings in regards to his brother's death. That touched his heart a bit a small smirk playing on his lips before his face went neutral again watching as she shivered slightly reaching down in a nearby bag for a blanket and wrapping it around her before going back to his drink and watching his teammates. "Just be careful and don't get sick. Sensei, Ringo and your mother might kill me if you do sugar squirt." He said flatly not even looking at the girl.

Kokoro smiled at Ozora's gesture and his words "Right got it Sword Boy, and Thank you." She said before pulling the blanket tighter around her watching the others as she drank her coco.

Ozora glanced at her for a second before going back to watching as well. He still found the girl strange and he still didn't want to talk about his feelings over the recent events but maybe in time he would talk and he figured Kokoro would still be right there, sugary drink in hand and her surprisingly quite company there to stay with him. He sighed lightly as he looked towards the sky once more as it started to snow again as the six teens sat there each in their own world the winter cold slowly helping to heal old wounds and form new friendships.