"Why do I bother?" Tsuna was blaring his music. They all planned to meet up here during winter break. He was the first one up here.

The door to the roof opened. As usual, it was Hibari.

Tsuna rose an eyebrow, but didn't comment on it.

Hibari had a gift box.

It was snowing.

Hibari and Tsuna were on the roof, for no good reason, waiting on Chrome.

An hour passed. The snow piled on, but they shrugged it off.

It was apparent to both of them. She wasn't going to show.

Boss scratched his cheek. He gulped before muttering, "S-So, um Chrome, huh?"

Hibari and Hibird were buried in snow. He shook it off with his bird mimicking him on his head. He ignored the question. He stayed. Quiet patience, waiting for his only other friend. He kept the gift warm on his lap.

Tsuna ignored the clog in his throat, and the weight of his left pocket. 'Hibari has a gift for her too... I should just leave it alone.' He clutched the small gift in his pocket, before releasing it and letting go of hope.

And

They waited for her.

It was a pale white snow. It didn't melt. It burned the longer they waited.

Tsuna yawned before using the armrest again. He landed his chin on his palm. His eyes were blurry. 'I must of passed out...' He glanced around. Hibari was sitting up straight. The gift on his lap, kept warm by his disciplinary committee jacket. He was shivering but was disciplined to ignore it.

Tsuna rubbed one of his eyes. "Hibari, why are we still here?" And checked his phone. Nope, not a single text or missed call from her.

Boss felt a pang of guilt. He ruffled his hair, before twisting the knob open for the roof door.

'I have to talk to Hibari atleast.'

And there they both were already. He inwardly bit his bad luck. Hibari was hard to catch, lunch was usually the best time. He ignored it and sat in the middle again. Tsuna caught a glimpse of her under the umbrella. Chrome lost some tension in her shoulders. 'When is she ever uncomfortable around Hibari?'

Tsuna sneezed awake. "Ugh." He felt a warm weight snuggled against him. He almost shoved Hibari away seeing him, but it was so cold. He ignored it. "We really are idiots." Before he rolled his head back and went to sleep.

'Maybe I could talk to Haru about this. She always seems understanding.' He gazed across the table at her, as the meeting for the festival was on the way. They would have to work the stalls when their character wasn't in the scene.

"Blah, blah, blaaaah." That's all Tsuna could hear spewing from Hana's pretentious patronizing attitude. Tsuna accidently fell asleep and slipped his head off his palm, banging it on the table.

"Ow, ow, ow."

Tsuna shivered. He hugged himself for warmth. Hibari was gone. Tsuna glared at the constellations. "I should leave too." He began to readjust himself, laying on the bench with Hibari's disciplinary committee coat as a blanket.

He ignored the burning cold frost.

Tsuna helped put the props away with Hana. "Kyoko and Haru are revising in your club room. I don't know why, but all of a sudden she's interested in the festival again."

Tsuna shrugged. "Yeah, I guess it's been pretty obvious, with how she's been acting."

Hana walked past him with her nose up. "I don't know about that Sawada, I mean look at you. It's not like appearances are deceiving or anything."

He smirked. "Yea, yea, just like how I think you would be a great school president, Hana."

She humorously scoffed at his banter. "Just as good as you are at making decisions, Dame-Tsuna," She pretended an apology, before laughing it off. "Sorry, did you prefer, Tsuna-kun."

"Tch." He clicked his tounge at her, as they walked.

She huffed in victory. "So, who is it? Kyoko again? Your new club president, Haru? Oh, or could it be Chrome, your always faithful friend." She teased, already figuring out who he was stressing over.

"It's none of your business." He rolled his eyes at her unwanted mingling.

"Nani?" She giggled. "What's wrong with telling me?"

"Because I can barely stand you." His harsh monotone voice always amused her.

"We both know that's not true. You used to adore our cute little scuffles. I think you still do." She replied with the same sarcastic attitude. She fixed his uniform tie and collar. She patted his shoulders and rubbed his cheek with smug affection, before she left him alone. "I'm always here, you know. If you ever realize how hopeless it all really is."

Tsuna glared at her flaunting hips as she made her leave, clicking her shoes on the hallway with that superficial sway. He pretended not to notice the layer of kindness she always hid with her snobby character.

The sun rose above the city. He was drooling peacefully. He felt her poking his cheek and tried to nudge it away.

"Boss."

"Ugh... huh, Chrome?" He wiped away the drool on his chin with his wrist. He fumbled up. Chrome smiled and took a seat besides him. He shook his hair, dispersing any stray snowflakes that slept on his mane.

"Why did you sleep here?" She nonchalantly made small talk, taking out her sketchpad. The sun broke through the clouds. A weak snowy glimmer shined on the skyline of Namimori. That beautiful scenery would be her drawing for the day.

Tsuna tried to ignore all the questions running through his head. 'Did Hibari give her his gift? Should I?' "I was hanging out with Hibari, and I must of accidentally passed out." Tsuna tried to sheepishly laugh off.

She giggled, hiding it with the hand holding her pen. "Oh, that's why you have his jacket." Her tinted cheeks had assumed something else.

"Of course that's why! Ch-Chrome what were you thinking?!"

"Sorry." She smiled, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

Tsuna gulped. "So, um yesterday..." He tried to lead the conversation.

She instantly perked up. "Oh, Boss." She stopped drawing and faced him. "Mukuro took me out for an amazing night. I was so swept up by it, I forgot. I'm really sorry."

She continued to emphasize the great time she had with a genuine smile.

'...I really am an idiot...'

Tsuna groaned recalling that stupid night and morning. He trudged in the direction of his club. He mentally took a step back. 'A club? I'm actually looking forward to it. I bet Lal-sensei is grinning in the background somewhere.'

Haru and Kyoko were in the unused classroom. "Ne, Kyoko can I ask?" Haru and Kyoko were both working on the most cliche romance plot ever conceived, Tsuna shivered somewhere in the hallway.

Kyoko peeled her eyes away from their work on the two laptops. "Sure, what is it." With a preppy chirp.

"Now that you are with Yamamoto..." She tried, but then shook her head. "Nevermind."

"It's ok Haru. We're like sisters right. You can ask me anything."

"Ok." Haru fiddled with her thoughts trying to form the words. "You and Tsuna-san, um, what is it, between you two, actually?"

"Ne, Haru why are you suddenly interested in him?"

Haru gasped "Hahi! No it's not that. It's just you both have been acting different is all." She shrugged sadly, she felt at fault for the incident at the baseball game.

"Oh that."

Haru was tense from the atmosphere.

"Can you keep a secret."

Tsuna hesitated on the door knob.

He heard Kyoko-chan tell Haru about their kiss. Haru gasped. "I don't believe it." She had a hand over her mouth.

Kyoko-chan's eyes were shadowed as she continued her story. "I ran away from him, and I think I still am in a way."

"Sorry I didn't know it was so strained between you two."

Kyoko shook her head. "I tried to reconcile with Tsuna-kun last summer but..."

Boss grew vivid orbs. 'Last summer... the pink umbrella!'

The rain, it was the same.

Tsuna was sitting on the floor, against his bed, playing videogames. Chrome was moping on his bed, crying on the pillow.

They had broken up.

Boss tried to cheer her up, but she just asked for him to be there. He inwardly scolded himself. 'How do you essentially be there for someone?'

"Is this how you felt, when you and Hana broke up?" She sniffled, laying sideways on the bed, absently staring at his game. Boss laid his head against the bed. His fluffy hair blocked her view. She couldn't suppress a small smile. She patted it down, naturally playing with it, watching him play.

His eyes cringed. 'Oi, don't bring up pain from the past so bluntly.' He mumbled a response, ignoring how her fingers felt sliding through the brown locks of hair. "I don't think so Chrome. What I had with Hana was more or less, shallow and purely for show. It wasn't real." Although for a moment, it really did feel real for Boss. "But you actually had something with Mukuro. Sorry, I don't really know what I'm talking about, Chrome. I wish I could understand better."

Even though he didn't see, she shook her head. "Don't worry Boss. Right now, I just want to feel safe. With you around, I do."

She didn't see his blushing cheeks. "W-Well if that helps. Hahaha." With an awkward laugh.

"Boss do you have any tissues?" She wanted to clean herself up alittle, her nose was pink from sniffling. She opened up the drawer next to him and his bed.

"Yeah in the drawer-" He gasped. 'Wait! The gift I got her last winter is in there!' He straightened up, about to stop her.

"Boss..." It was too late. "What is this?"

He twisted his body around back to stare up at Chrome and the small open gift box in her hand. She was on her knees, at the edge of the mattress. Her confused purple orb kept shifting between the gift in the box, and down at Boss and his anxiety fueled eyes. His mouth hung open as he tried to speak. He didn't need to utter a word. His flustered expression and honest, fumbling eyes answered all her questions.

"You... got this for me. When?" She pulled out the gift. The earring of the mist.

"Um, last winter, but really it's nothing." He rushed out, trying to reach for the gift. Chrome scooted back before he could grab it. "Hiee!"

"It's not nothing." She mumbled, still fascinated by the dazzling gift in her hand. "Last winter..." Boss tensed up, seeing her eye grow into realization. "You weren't hanging out with Hibari..."

"Chrome I can explain."

"That night. You were waiting for me."

"No I wasn't-" 'We both were.'

"Yes, you were Boss." Her amethyst orb was staring directly into his, searching for any deceit, but the truth hurt her more than she wanted to know. "You slept in the cold snow waiting for me..." Her voice cracked.

"Chrome... can we just drop it." Tsuna aslo dropped his head ashamed. He couldn't make eye contact with her. He felt like a such an idiot.

It was quiet for a minute. For Tsuna, it was a never ending one.

"How does it look, Bossu?"

He dared to look up and his heart skipped a beat. Her fingers were playing with the tips of the earring's end and she wore an endearing smile with a puffy eye, tired of crying. "You're smiling again." Was the only phrase he could utter, still in a breathless gaze.

The natural affection in his voice caused her heart to swell. Her amethyst orb had a liquid shine. "Boss, you are so..." She tried to tackle him with a hug. No good Tsuna flinched back and she fell foward, off the bed. They tumbled together, after she landed on him.

Tsuna gulped as he laid on the floor staring at the fragile girl laying besides him. Her eyelashes fluttered in a slow blink. Boss was lost in her eye. Their bodies subconsciously scooted closer. She broke the trance. "Boss." Placing her warm hand on his cold fingers, over the carpet.

He gasped back. "I, um..." But didn't finish. He didn't need to say anything. Their faces were inches apart. Their eyes were shadowed as their lips started the act. It was shy. Their lips barely opened and captured eachother, before they both quietly broke it, sharing eye contact.

"I won't blame you..." She whispered. "As long as you don't blame me..." Her eye shunned itself away, glancing over her nose to the carpet.

Boss's eyes painfully grew. He almost flinched, feeling her squeeze his fingers with a weak grip desperate for strength.

"It's ok, right? If we do..." It was so quiet. He wouldn't of heard her if he wasn't so close.

His eyes lingered to her timid one. He closed his eyes, ignoring any doubt or guilt. He took a breath and opened his eyes.

"Chrome."

Her eye gazed at him and his warm voice. Her lips gasped open at his affectionate eyes. She shivered a sigh, feeling his hand on her cheek. His fingertips dangled against her earring.

His breath tickled her nose. She exhaled and closed her eyes. He closed his too. He mentally prepared himself for the door he was opening for the both of them. Her lips quivered in anticipation. He rubbed her cheek and guided her head closer to his. He felt her body press against his, and her hand lost the desperate grip, replaced with affection and indulgence.

Their lips finally sealed the act. A cold rainy day that started a passionate heat. They meshed their lips up and down. Their bodies in rythem with the kiss. They lost themselves to the blur of lust and ignored the pain of the past.

The rain streamed down the window. It merged and broke with other droplets, as they helplessly slipped down, only to evaporate after the rain leaves.

Boss's hand traveled down to her waist, gliding his fingers over her shoulder and hip. Chrome's delicate fingers were buried in his uniform shirt over his heart. It clutched the fabric begging for the warmth he had. He moaned against her whimpered sigh, as their lips departed. They reunited with a new spark of anticipation.

The hands holding onto eachother for comfort never separated. His adjusted their grip, interlocking his fingers with hers. Their hands held a promise of emotional support, their lips one of physical.

The next morning, Kyoko's pink umbrella was left abandoned in the rain. Chrome and Boss found it a few steps outside of his front gate.

The truth was, I was just scared for you. But for me, that's the way that it comes. You were used to me and my awful tongue.

To us, it was all that we had.

And then, there's just a day, when you break the best thing you had.

The elected - It was love.

I think that song has been on repeat in my head, ever since I kissed Chrome.