A snow fight ensued, and everyone ducked behind mounds of icy coldness. I crunched a ball solid together and threw it to the mound where Mikoto hid. The gang was pitted evenly in two. I had Izumo, Rikio, Minaya, and myself. Mikoto had Yata, and three others. Anna was watching from a distance, not wanting to be caught up in a fight. I didn't blame her.
I burrow under the snow and slowly began to make my way under the ice, trying to reach Mikoto's mound secretly. Everyone had been wiped out, except Mikoto and I. I peek up at the right moment and lock arms with Mikoto. We both held snowballs, and we were locked together, battling for dominance.
But at the last second, I show my ball of snow into Mikoto's face. The amber eyes stare at me wide. The red hair was gently littered with white, and I couldn't help but notice the steam coming off of his skin.
"I win." I say, grinning.
Mikoto growled. "The king lost to his queen!" The gang called, laughing.
I smile. "Maybe I'm just stronger." I comment as Mikoto pulled me closer. I felt warm instantly. I sigh, relaxing into his hold.
"Sure, Snow." He chuckled.
