The Sound of a BelleMore Like This
A SHIROSHIPPING STORY.
(meaning Touko x Bianca, in other words a fluffy-ish yuri)
Moonlight fell on porcelain skin, which was poorly covered despite the cold. Brown, wild hair was tossed about every now and again when an icy breeze passed. Icy blue eyes glistened as they gazed at the moon, sitting on a grassy hillside. Arms adorned with black fuzzy wristbands moved to grace her face with a palm,her corresponding arm tossed lazily over her bare knees.
A powerful gust tossed the pink and white ballcap she wore off her head, and to her right. She gasped in shock, and watched the hat soar in the breeze, only to land in soft, pale palms. The nails on the hand were refined and shiny, well taken care of by the looks of them. On the right wrist of the right hand, was a C-Gear. There were sleeves a little past the elbow. The button-up, white with orange striped shirt, was made of silk and was loose. Further down the curvy body was a flowy, plain white silk skirt, e