Summary
The face is so familiar to the man. Taking the rose from his lips he lightly kisses the familiar face down upon the frozen blue-tinted lips. He then places the gift among the many ice flowers. The flowers created a crown of ice in the deceased child's hair. His eyes widen in realization. He knows this face. "SHUN!" Warnings: Yaoi, HyogaxShun, not as sad as it seems in summary