A/N: There are few stories for this cute couple so I thought of this. I hope you'll like it. :-)

Disclaimer: I don't own Nurarihyon no Mago.

There are only a few things which Rikuo and his yokai counterpart agrees on and this topic is one of them. Because whenever Rikuo here's the word beautiful, yuki onna always come to mind.

Sure his mother is gorgeous; Kana is lovely but Tsurara... Tsurara is beautiful. His human form knows that but he ignored it. His yokai form noticed right away and he adores it.

He has known her since he was little. She took care of him then and she takes care of him now. So no one can blame him if he thinks of her as a snow angel even though she is a yokai.

It's ironic actually, yuki onnas are meant to be cold and misleading. Tsurara however, is anything but. She's warm, bubbly and genuine.

She is beautiful inside and out. But to Rikuo, it shows more in winter. Maybe because it's her natural element or maybe because this is what pulled him out of the darkness. He still doesn't know.

All that he does know is that Tsurara is the most beautiful in white. Like right now. He can't take his eyes off of her.

The third heir has been hiding in the thick cluster of trees for a while now but he doesn't care. His cheeks are red not from the frigid wind but from appreciating the magical sight before him. Instead of feeling the cold deep in his bones, he feels warm and fuzzy inside. Just because he's watching Tsurara dancing in the snow.

The normally green meadow is filled with pure snow and in the middle of it, an angel is dancing. Her floral white kimono touches the ground as she twirls, slender pale hands catching snowflakes without a care. The silvery light of the full moon illuminates her captivating sweet face and the winter air waltz with her silken blue hair.

Rikuo didn't know how long he stood there watching but her spell over him broke when she opened her eyes and amber met ruby. It lasted for a mere moment but he swore that his heart stopped with it. When it came back, it's beating with a vengeance.

Because Tsurara, his yuki onna beckon him to her. The ice maiden offered her hand and without a hint of hesitation he takes it. Rikuo steps out of his hiding place and strides toward her, a loving smile playing on his lips.

Tsurara beamed up at him, making the galaxy pale in comparison to her beauty. Rikuo put his hand on her waist and Tsurara placed hers on his shoulder. They clasp their other hands together and as one, they danced the night away under the diamond studded sky.

A/N: Too sappy or what? Leave a review if you have the time.