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Whirlwinds of white, breezing softly, gently under the starlit skyline.
A tender blanket of delicate snow has covered the land as far as one would set their gaze. From the shyly smoking roofs of the human village to the already whitened peeks of the Youkai Mountain, a thin layer of ice glistening coldly upon the lakes and rivers. The branches of trees everywhere are coated in a small wrapping of snow, waving slightly to the wild winds as if greeting the passer-bys. Elsewhere, the timid whiteness rests itself quietly over the two shrines, paving the way forward.
Warmly nested in their homes, the denizens are awaiting cheerfully. Any and all excuses are good to celebrate in the land of fantasy and magic that is Gensokyo, but even amongst faes and rabbits, demons and spirits, there is one that simply radiates its own magic within this world. When nature seem to go to sleep under the cover of its omnipresent white blanket and that the living bonds together between those who are dear to each others; when despite the coldness of the snow and the breeze one can feel the most the warmth coming from loved ones. This would be it, the holiday wrapped in endless elegant white and looking up to the brightly starlit sky.
Inside, whether may it be a mansion or a modest riverside house, things are still the same. From a giant evergreen to a modest pine, wrapped in whatever colors one would deem fit, shining pridefully from whether static magic lights or oneiric items brought back from the human world or the kappas. It does not take or cost much to simply be together and even if the places and decorations differ the core still remains. Such things would include a warm fire, natural or magic, various spirituous and enjoyable company.
Somewhere, however, two individuals differ. Clad in red and white, they are conferring mischievously under the albescent stardust. Despite the weather, it would be silly for them to be feeling cold. The girl, quite shorter than the man, is wearing a sleeveless bright red top lined of white fur around the neck and splitting slightly at the bottom. Below, she wears a semi-short white skirt bordered of a red frilly frame as well as arranged white stockings. Her natural cute rabbit tail and ears of the same white as the fur naught but add to the ensemble. As the breeze gently brushes her short black hair, she smiles slightly with a shine of cheerful and genuine happiness in her red eyes.
The man, standing tall is wearing comfortable red pants lined of soft and puffy red fur on the edges, at the feet and waist. Above, he is wearing a light sleeveless vest of the same bright red and generous fur lining. His vest is left open and a bit small, allowing for the ladies of this land a good gaze upon his well healthy and chiseled chest and abdomen. His flawless blonde hair has grown a bit since he arrived here and is showering on the back of his vest, reaching the middle of the back in an elegant fashion. That man is Rip Van Winkle, you.
-“So, are you sure this thing is going to work?” you ask quietly. You could say you “trust” your companion, but that would be so highly relative.
-“Not at all~” she replies with a beaming smile, tip-toeing a bit.
You shrug “Oh well, if all else fails, I guess I can just carry it all, I got a lot stronger since I came here.”
-“It won’t fail~”
-“Not with my luck~”
-“Oh yeah, that’s true, you got all of it.”
Despite her light-hearted attitude and hints of malice, you can feel the confidence in Tewi’s words. Even though she said otherwise, you just know she’s positive this…thing… will work. She did an amazing job at crafting it out of bamboo and random things from Kourindou and the Kappas. Actually, this is a bit ironic to think you’d be in this position someday, but hey who cares? This is a time of joy and parties and here you are preparing for the one plan all will remember with this girl you really like.
In front of you is what seems like a replica of the fabled sled used by Santa Claus in stories for children to deliver gifts across the world, it has small differences, such as replacing the reindeers by rabb--
-“Waaaait Tewi…” you start smoothly
-“Yeeeeees Rip?~” she replies on the same tone.
-“What did you do to those rabbits?”
She pouts “What do you mean”
-“Their eyes look like they’re rabid and are going to jump and murder something if it touches them”
-“Anti-theft system!” she claims half-jokingly
-“Well, they needed to be able to pull the sled…” she swift to an almost apologetic, sad voice and takes on a very sad and tortured expression, looking away.
-“Can I poke one?” you smirk devilishly.
-“I knew it.”
The matter of rabbits asides, the sled has two places and is actually loaded with a bag of “presents” from “Santa”. Of course, both of you and your accomplice know that those are no ordinary presents. They are no ordinary prank either. Every last of those presents represent quite a bit of work and craftiness. While upon opening, various tricks await the unexpecting receiver, they are all of good cheer and none of them are actually problematic. More importantly, they all contain a fairly obvious fake bottom below which rests an actual, well-intended gift.
But more importantly to you than those in themselves is the time you spent with her and are about to. You give another look at her, with a smile. Her stockings and the space between them and her skirt allow you to observe her slender legs. Her smooth, creamy skin however is best seen from her arms and shoulder area as the sleeveless top expose a small part of her sides. The most attractive of all, however, is her adorable face. Framed by her shortly cut but well-filled black hair, they are wild and untidy but of sparkling health, just like herself. Her expression is less malicious than usual and for a moment you could almost catch a bit of red on her cheeks but you dismiss it… until your gaze meets hers and you realize that while you were observing her, she had been setting her own eyes all over your body.
For a short moment, your eyes lock with hers. Without a word, they convey to each other a warm feeling of ease and comfort. There is no need for words when two people can simply understand each other this way. Both of you smile whole-heartedly.
-“I think it’s time to go” she says in a voice much softer than usual.
-“Yes, but before…” you tease her a bit with some suspense.
-“Oh yeah, I almost forgot! Thanks ~” she replies with a small pirouette on the tip of her left feet before taking off.
Yes, before you leave, there is still something to do. Quickly, you follow your accomplice in the sky; the white crystals brush your skin as they are waved around by the winter breeze. Rising up high you can get a close look at the skyline, beautifully displaying the infinite stars of the universe. Before long though, your attention is brought back to the present as very large rings of small light green bullets begin being sent around the two of you as if the ripples of waves were smoothly traveling the sky.
A small smirk draws itself on the left of your mouth as your right hand snatches expertly the beautiful vintage firearm holstered on the right of your waist. The Vermillion shines slightly under the moonlight as you hold it extended before letting yourself “fall” backward before reaching a position as if you were lying on thin air. You align the pistol toward the sky then frontward. With a swift press of the trigger, a red laser blasts forward, rising diagonally. In an instant, you rotate the barrel of about 15 degrees on the right and press the trigger again. So on, you keep doing this until the Vermillion has fired a full circle, then proceed to do it once more in the opposite direction while Tewi continues sending the green ripples horizontally.
Before long, it is time to switch roles. Tewi rises directly above you and unleashes on both sides of your duo the large red lasers used during her Last Word, Ancient Duper. You know those well after all this time, but now is not the time to be worried about them, this is not a battle. The lasers begin spinning, the left one clockwise and the right one counter-clockwise. Not needing any signal, you extend your arm and begin spinning while keeping the trigger crushed. This time, it is large green bullets that spirals around and extend toward the infinite, as if a miniature galaxy with you at its core. Suddenly, you give a high angle upward and continue before doing the same downward.
Elsewhere, the inhabitants of Eientei, the dwellers of the bamboo forest and the random passer-bys all stop to observe the sky. It is a fairly rare occurrence to see Danmaku used elsewhere than in a battle and even when it is the result of fighting; it still unveils an amazing beauty in its colors and patterns. May it be under the cover of old edo Japanese mansion or simply laying against a bamboo tree, this is a show that is completely free for all to appreciate in this night of rejoicing. Eventually, all good things come to an end and with a bang the last choreography stops with its actors returning to the white-clad land after their back to back finale.
-“You know, that was great.” You comment. “It’s really relaxing to be able to enjoy Danmaku without having to worry about dodging anything.”
-“What, you can’t relax while grazing? That’s pathetic Rip” Tewi jokes in a melodramatic tone.
-“Says the girl who has a hard time keeping up with me?” you counter with a devilish smirk.
-“Oh please, you’re the one who’ll never be able to keep up with me” she smiles as well, a mischievous light lit in her eyes.
-“Say what now” you laugh of good cheer. “It’s not li--”
Your words are silenced by a tackle but instead of being pushed backward, the impacting projectile wraps its arms around your back and presses her lips against yours, as well as her small chest. Taken by surprise, you can’t help but reciprocate and support her in your own arms. Yes, that’s one thing you may never be able to keep up with; her spontaneity is unpredictable. You still remember the first time this kind of thing happened and reminiscent it closing your eyes.
The petite girl’s tongue finds its way towards yours and wraps itself around, licking and tickling your tongue with the tip of her own. As she rests against your bare chest in the middle of the open santa vest, you can feel that her arms are tighter around your body than ever and you can feel the warmth of her touch and kiss. This isn’t a joke or a prank, it’s real and warm. In reply, your right arm holds her against you while your left rubs upward, massaging her upper back. You can feel a small gasp against your lips as her own hands begin to brush your back gently but firmly along your muscles.
-“You know…” a soft, hot whisper reaches your ears amidst the cold white stardust. “We should continue this once we come back.”
-“Yeah…” you reply with a short kiss. “This is nice.”
With this the girl slowly touched the ground again and the pair boarded the sled to go on with their plan for the night… or rather… the first half of their plans……