Partys

Nanami walked down the long hallway. Tonight was STARISH's Christmas party and she had only just finished dressing. She had been clumsy tripping around in an attempt to get her dress on, quite embarrassed that she very nearly ripped it. She then went on the hunt for shoes to wear along with the dress, misplacing the original pare.

Haruka Nanami, the beautiful pinkett composer for her beloved boy band STARISH wore a snow white dress, covered with music notes of various colors. The long, crystle like sleeves looked like strips of music, getting longer at the end part, falling towards the floor like a traditional Chinese kimono. The dress swayed with each unsteady step she took, sparkling around her in beautiful colors.

She took a deep breath before opening the doors to the party, quickly finding herself in a room full of people. Everywhere she looked there were people. It was like... the city. Too much noise and movement, and it made Nanami feel sick. Her vision blurred and she swayed on her feet, nearly falling down the three stairs that lead from the entrance. She had to hold onto the railing in order to support herself. Slightly dizzy, Nanami wobbled over to some chairs lined up by the wall.

She needed to sit and breath, before she passed out. She couldn't ruin the party for everyone else just because she couldn't handle it. She looked around, watching all of the people blur together, giving her a headache. She squeezed her eyes, trying to hurry to the seats.

Suddenly, her head stepped on her dress, pulling her down. In other words, she didn't what she always did: tripped. She reached out, trying to dampen the impact using her hands. She landed on her knees, shaking a little. Breathing heavily, she looked down, covering her ears, clutching them tightly. The noise was really driving her over the edge. And just when she thought she was going to reach her limit-something hauled her up. It pulled her up gently, yet with haist.

When she was up, more or less, she felt an arm reach under her legs and another around her back. She was hoisted into the air. Surprised, she wrapped her arms around her savior's neck, causing him to choke a little in surprise, gulping after he recovered. She pushed her face into his neck, finding the feeling of being carried unpleasant, unable to feel the ground under her feet. He jumped again, recovering a little faster this time around. He walked over a fer feat before stopping. She was placed on the chairs, the shadow of her savor looming over her.

"Are you okay?" Nanami looked up. Her vision began to clear and soon she could make out the face of a familiar blue haired boy wearing a suit. His hair was newly cut, nice and neat like always. His cheeks were a little red from her attacking his neck with her arms in her attempt to stay up.

"Hijirikawa-san?!" Nanami croaked.

"You worried me." He said, looking into her eyes. His eyes were a beautiful shade of blue, almost teryoice in some ways, but very blue in other.

"Gomen! I didn't mean to scare you like that." Nanami said, standing up.

"You should sit down, you don't look so good." Masato said.

"No I'm-" Suddenly, Nanami felt a tug on her dress. She had, once again, stepped on her dress and was now tumbling towards Masato. She saw the rich singer's eyes widen as she fell towards him. She landed on a hard, chiseled chest and when she went to stand up, something pressed against her lips, sweet and delicate, yet hinted with surprise. Nanami opened her eyes only to see Masato's wide, blue eyes. The only other thing she noticed was the fact that Masato's lips were directly connected to her own.

She pulled away, blushing profusely. Masato was also blushing, but seemed much more shaken up then he had ever looked before.

"I-I'm so sorry!" Nanami cried, covering her lips with her hand. Masato looked down and away, closing his eyes. Then he opened his eyes and looked at Nanami.

"You should sit down." He said, sitting her down. She nodded, complying easily. Suddenly someone came over, talking to Masato. "I need to go."

"O-oh! Sure. I'll be fine." Nanami assured, letting Masato leave.