Name: Kana
Title: Dancing in the snow
Story: Circle Never Ends
Characters: Freya, Nick
Colors: Skyblue pink with striped polka dots 4. “Adults are just obsolete children and the hell with them.” - Alice Blue 12 If everybody minded their own business, the world would go around a great deal faster than it does. - Angel Cake 19 Sky
Supplies and Styles: Photography
Word count: 390
Rating: PG
Summary: She loves the snow.
Notes: Constructive criticism is, as always, welcome


She smiles when she feels the first snowflakes of the season falling down. The road is quickly covered with a white blanket. She's glad she didn't go to work with her bike this morning. Is glad she's waiting for the bus to arrive and take her back home. Can' deny she likes standing here. Waiting while the flakes twirl down around her.

Freya laughs, silly and cheerful and without a care in the world. Opening her arms, closing her eyes. Directing her face towards the sky. Relishing in the feel of the cold snowflakes on her skin. She wants to twirl around, wants to catch the snowflakes with her tongue. But she doesn't. It would only result in getting weird looks from the people near her. They are huddled together, against the houses, trying to protect themselves from the cold and the snow. It makes her shake her head and her smiles widens.

-

Freya rolls her eyes. Always the same reaction when she enters the dojo.

Surprise. Shock even. OMG, a girl that fights?

She knows what the people are thinking. She knows. It's the same in everyone's mind. Certainly when it's the first time they see her. Their thoughts so obvious...

What is that girl doing here? A girl? fighting? No way... A girl that pretents to fight. Imagine...

Looking aside she sees the well-known challenging smile on Nick's face.

Let's show them...

She gladly agrees.

-

Their fight was amazing. Everybody stayed silent. And Freya smiled. An honest and happy smile. Before hugging her training's partner. He knows her too well. Knows exactly what she needs, when she needs it.

They are walking home together, through the snow. Neither came with their bike today. They live close enough. Half an hour walking, at the most. Even with this weather.

They stop at Nick's house. Freya only has to walk ten minutes further.

He looks surprised at her when she suddenly laughs. Looks surprised at her when she opens her arms, lifts her face to the sky, closes her eyes and starts twirling around. The snowflakes still falling down on them.

Shaking his head when she stands still again. It makes her laugh again. He quickly reaches out when he sees her losing her balance, her head spinning because of the twirling.

Smiling he holds her close.