Hello, reader's, this is a sequel to My Cold World, which was a lot more positively received then I thought it would. I tend to truly love angsty stories, so I apologize if the characters are OOC.

My, and Yoshimori's, Cold World

"I still love you Yoshimori, even though it seems like your drifting away." I mumbled to myself as I left the high school. I sighed when I couldn't find Yoshimori. We had gotten together about a month ago, but then Tokine made our relationship public, and Yoshimori has changed because of it.

The bullying, I can tell he can't stand it. So, he's made his distance from me.

I'm very aware this situation is because of me.

I walked back to my apartment, pulling my scarf up to cover my mouth.

"You promised you'd spend all day with me…. On my birthday." I mumbled. I looked back, hoping to see him running to catch up to me. Nothing.

"I guess you forgot." I said, my voice muffled by the scarf. I looked up into the clouds, snow falling down onto my nose.

I always loved the snow, but now it just reminds me of these trying times. I caught some snow in my hand and crushed it in my fist.

"I should just find him and remind him of the promises he made to me!" I shouted, turning around and breaking into a mad dash to return to the academy.

I looked around the gate; it seems most of the students have left campus already. I walked into the warmer halls of the academy and I felt something unnerving.

I have this feeling that I'm going to find something I would have never wanted to know.

I looked around a corner and couldn't move. Surprise, anguish, I don't know what I feel.

I saw Yoshimori, he was mine, but I guess no longer, being pressed against the wall by a taller boy, one year older than us. He was still wearing the middle school uniform… so this must be who Yoshimori's been ignoring me to see during the day.

"Gen Shishio…" I whispered, my breath visible in the cold. I gripped my scarf tight and took in a deep breath. I made my move to go confront them, but then I stopped.

I remembered seeing Yoshimori returning to his home from the window of my apartment. He looked so happy, happier then I've seen him since or relationship became public. Maybe this boy, this intimidating boy, is protecting Yoshimori from the bullies who hate him just for who he is.

I pressed my back against the wall and looked down. This boy, Gen Shishio, obviously makes Yoshimori happier then when he's with me. I peeked over again, but quickly turned away. Yoshimori's obviously enjoying it. He's not fighting. He's contributing to the kiss.

Maybe he started it.

I shivered, exhaling a breath I didn't know I was holding it. I watched the visible breath blow away in the cold air and sighed.

"Sen?" I looked up and saw Yoshimori looking at me, with Gen close behind. I looked down again.

"I'm sorry I wasn't good enough for you." I said. Yoshimori didn't say anything. Gen didn't say anything. I looked up at him angrily.

"You don't have anything to say?" I shouted. He backed up defensively and Gen stood in front of him defensively. I immediately realized what was going on, and smiled sadly.

"You're just like me aren't you…?" I asked, my voice fading off, becoming weaker then I knew possible.

"Like you how?" Yoshimori asked in a sympathetic voice.

"You just want somebody to protect you; to take care of you. I couldn't do that for you, but you could for me and that's all I saw. I was selfish, and I didn't think about you in the relationship." I said, looking at him with confidence I didn't know I still had at this point.

Yoshimori looked away and rubbed the back of his head, like he always does when he doesn't know what to do. I stood up straight, but said nothing.

"This isn't a relationship." The voice speaking up surprised me. It obviously surprised Yoshimori by the look on his face. We looked at Gen.

He shook his head. "This is not a relationship, I always just thought we we're… friends with benefits." Gen said to Yoshimori. Yoshimori looked at him with a relived face.

"I always thought so too, because Sen always had my heart." Yoshimori said, looking at me with a puppy dog face. I scoffed.

Yoshimori still looked at me. "And I don't need someone to protect me, I can do it myself. I can, and will, protect you too." I blushed and decided what to do, to stop acting all mopey.

"I won't break up with you, but you got to do better than that to get me to forgive you. You can start, by doing what you promised me for my BIRTHDAY." I said. Yoshimori jumped and rushed to my side. Gen having been forgotten.

"OK! Anything you want." Yoshimori said. I smiled devilishly.

"Ok, first, no more 'fuck buddies' with Gen." Yoshimori nodded. "Two, you're buying dinner and getting me a cake and a present." Yoshimori nodded.

"Anything to make my precious kitty happy." Yoshimori said. I blushed and nodded. He grabbed my hand and rushed off.

"Ok, first to your favorite restaurant and then to the bakery!" He shouted, pointing ahead.

"Don't be so loud!" I shouted at him. He just looked at me a smiled. I smiled back. He pulled me close and stole a kiss. I leant my head back as he dominated the kiss, but I didn't care. As long as it was a kiss.

A kiss from MY precious Yoshimori.