Damn, could it have been any colder? She didn't need the answer, winter was freezing. She didn't expect to be home so soon, but Atsuko didn't want to leave her son home alone on Christmas Eve. She wasn't a horrible mother, give her some credit! She slowly opened the door, she wouldn't want to wake him if he was asleep. 'Red hair?' she thought as she saw a few strands poke up from the couch along with a small, teasing growl. The sane woman would grab a knife or gun, she pulled out a camera. Why? Well, there was only one young man she knew with red hair. She hid the camera behind her back and walked to the front of the couch, the sight of two highly embarassed boys met her vision. Out came the camera, up came her sons hand. "M-mom? What are you doing with the camera?" Click. Flash. "Moooooom!" She would have to show Shiori the picture once it was developed....and Yusuke stopped looking for it. Kurama and Yusuke (c) Yoshihiro Togashi