Anonymous inquired: I want to do things to you, Yoh-chan! (Totally not a creeper.)

^{霊 —;; “…Niichan, the faceless one scares me.”}

Anonymous inquired: Do you truly think the world can be reborn? Or are you just fooling yourself?

^{霊 —;; “…You dare… I believe such whole-heartedly. Nii-chan said so! Or are you saying Nii-chan’s lying…?”}

Anonymous inquired: What are your feelings towards your mother and father? Are you close to them at all?

^{霊 —;; “Close to my mom, she always kept me safe or at least she tried to. I’m really not that close to my father however.”}

^{((Like Yoh, ’m close to my mother… But I grow close to hating my father, so – No. I now call a very close friend ‘Dad’ and he’s a real father. Always there for me.))}

because-the-moon-told-me:

   _{{ ❄ }- Clearly unaccustomed to any form of physical comfort, the whitette was slow to give a small squeeze to the others’ hand; partially afraid this was all a dream and the moment it was returned, his fingers would slip right through as usual. Releasing the breath he was unaware of holding, Jack offered the faintest of smiles.}

   _{“—Yeah, you could say that.“ Another small silence before a flash of the spirit’s signature grin claimed paled lips. ”It’s nice to meet you, Yoh. I’m Jack Frost.”}

^{霊 —;; “Nice to meet you, too…” he replied, turning his gaze outwards, “So tell me, why’d a powerful nature spirit come here…?" he questioned quietly.} 

^{"If you desire company… I’d oblige, I actually like the company of the deceased over humans anyway…" Yoh could not ever forgive how the world had treated him, after all.}

because-the-moon-told-me:

   _{{ ❄ }- Instantly the immortal teen was up, taking two steps forward before faltering back another five. “Y—you….“ A thick swallow followed by a shaken inhale. ”You can see and hear me? But that’s….that’s impossible…“ Trailing off, Jack began to pace, trying to wrap his head around how this could be happening.}

   _{After a few moments of lingering silence, the spirit looked up again, watching Yoh with a guarded gaze. “…I’m not new at all, I just….like you said, I tend to stay farther north but I was…tired of—” Tired of being invisible, is what he was going to say, but somehow it was too painful.}

^{霊 —;; “…Tired of loneliness.” he finished for the other, a sad tone to him now. “Tired of pain, of sorrow, of regrets and things one cannot change.” he added quietly. For this was a story the young boy knew rather well.}

^{“Nothing’s impossible…" he added, reaching out to take the other’s hand. "Yoh Asakura." he simply held the other’s hand now, grateful for the company.}

because-the-moon-told-me:

   _{{ ❄ }- “That makes one of us, kid,“ came a somewhat bitter reply, oceanic hues shifting to look upon the child’s visage. Certain the boy could not see, or hear him, Jack saw no need to keep such thoughts to himself.}

^{霊 —;; A spirit of nature? The outline was uncertain and vague. But silver hair, pale skin. ”You’re a newer spirit. Never seen you ‘round here before… Normally ice spirits stay closer north.“}

^{霊 —;; “….A harsh winter is coming, but I don’t feel alone for the very first time.”}

hopelessbaka:

life doesn’t get easier, we just grow stronger

^{霊 —;; Maybe he was just lonely.}

^{Lonely  
    Little
          B O Y}