With carefully hidden amusement, Heero watched as Duo bounded and twirled in circles, arms and face raised to the sudden snow storm. He laughed - no, giggled - like a six year old as the falling crystals were caught in his hair, his eyelashes, or melted on his tongue.

With a silent, but content sigh, Heero followed the hyperactive youth through the snowdrifts as they walked home through the swirls of white.