


A dance never to be forgotten

by lovely-singularity



Category: Zombie-Loan
Genre: Romance
Language: English
Status: Completed
Published: 2014-05-01
Updated: 2014-05-01
Packaged: 2014-07-06 22:17:06
Rating: K+
Chapters: 1
Words: 636
Publisher: www.fanfiction.net
Story URL: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/10315161/1/
Author URL: https://www.fanfiction.net/u/5460426/lovely-singularity
Summary: She never knew he was such a good dancer -Chichiru





	A dance never to be forgotten

A dance to never forget.

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Today Michiru was at a ball. Drink in her hands, she just stared at the couples who enjoyed a dance with each other. A slight hint of envy was in her eyes. The pinkette was all on her own, nobody willing to talk to her. She sighs, drinking the content of her glass in one breath up.

The adolescent woman put the glass in the hands of a butler. Before she could request another drink, a hand pulled her away from the male. Surprise paints her endearing canvas. She looks up to see who the one was who took her away from the corner of the room. The person whore a black suit with a red shirt underneath it. White-and-black hair was gelled so the stranger's hair would be straight. Wait, white-and-black hair? Was this-?

"Chika-Kun!?"

The male turned around, revealing sparkling gold eyes. These were filled with mischievous. He put a finger on his lip, signing her to be quiet. "You should't be standing there in the corner, Michiru. That would be a waste of time, right?"

He turns around, dragging her to the middle of the room. With one hand he grabs her side, with the other he held her hand tightly. A waltz starts to play, beautifully played by the orchestra. Chika led the dance, surprisingly doing it well. It surprised her to no end. He didn't seem like a type who would be good, but then again he was being unusually gentlemanly tonight.

They continue to dance, everything going smoother than Michiru thought it would be. Before the piece ends, Chika twirled Michiru one time around before letting her dip for a moment. Claps were to be heard in the background. Chika smirked, obviously being happy with the result. He let Michiru stand on a proper manner.

Unexpectedly, he drags the pinkette away from the crowd into the night. He took of his blazer and let Michiru wear it. "You dance well," Michiru stated, a slight blush on her face.

"You think? Thanks! My sister used to love dancing so much, so I did that with her a lot. You could say I've learned her that." He laughed a bit before looking serious at her. "But seriously, I enjoyed the dance."

Michiru's blush became darker. "I-i'm glad you think that. I think the same." A moment of silence came over them like a veil before Chika spoke up again.

"Yo, Michiru?" Michiru jumped a bit. "U-uhm, yes?" Another moment of silence. Then Chika captures her lips for a moment, shortly afterwards removing it from hers. The kiss had ended too soon in her eyes. She had wished for it to go on longer, but she guessed this would be alright. At least for now.

"C-chika-Kun!?" But her words were subsided when she saw his beet-red face. He hid his face with his arm, the blush getting darker with the second passing. "E-eh, are you alri-?"

"I love you okay!" he shouts in her face. Then he looks away again. The burst of laughter caused him to look at her again. This time his face was filled with fury and embarrassment. "W-what!?" Michiru continued to laugh before giving him a warm smile.

"I love you too, you moron," she said. Michiru stood on her toes as she gave the other a peck on the cheeks.

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An hour later...

* * *

"…tsuki? Akatsuki!" Shito shouted while snapping his fingers in front of the half-European boy. The male stood practically still as a statue. Michiru stood there with a smirk on her face. _Such an innocent boy,_ she thought.

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**Wow, I haven't written so much in a while. Please do R&R**


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