Can I Have This Dance
"What's a young lady doing out here at the balcony when everyone's inside enjoying the party?" The illusionist asked as he observed the female clad in glittering ice blue gown, her hair drawn back into a neat bun with a headband.
He thought she seemed familiar but, he couldn't recognize her for she was wearing a mask like every other person who came for the masquerade party.
Turning to him, she smiled and answered softly, "I'm not supposed to be here, Rokudo Mukuro."
Her voice and the way she spoke his name. He had heard that voice before but, he just couldn't remember where or who.
"Oh?" he raised an eyebrow and took a few steps towards her. "And may I ask why is that?"
She chuckled. "We wouldn't want chaos to happen in the Vongola mansion now, don't we? Everywhere I go, I bring chaos. What about you? What's the Vongola Mist guardian doing outside here?"
His eyes drifted away for a moment towards her diamond tear-shaped earrings that were glistening under the moonlight. He didn't want to answer her question.
"It's unfair that you know who I am but, I..." he paused for a moment to remove his mask that were decorated with tanzanites,"...don't know who's the fine woman behind the mask.."
Icy blue eyes looking into his bi-coloured ones, she replied, "I'll just say that we have something in common..."
As she trailed off, the musicians started playing and the song started filling the room. Much to her surprise, he held out one of his gloved hand and asked, "Can I have this dance, my lady?"
However, before she could say anything, he grasped her left hand gently and rested it on his shoulder. Taking her other hand in his, he placed it on her back.
"Impatient, aren't you?" she stated.
He smirked at her. "Well, you seemed to be having a second thought. I'm not ready to be rejected by such a charming person such as yourself..."
"Says the man whom every women inside are dying to dance with." she retorted while glancing towards the hall, chuckling.
As the music played, their feet moved spontaneously to the rhythm and each movement they made were perfectly synchronized as if it was just natural for them to dance with each other.
"Say, I heard that you want to destroy the mafia, Mukuro?"
This caused him to pull her closer to him and as he held her, he looked straight into her orbs that were like blue ice, expecting a sign of fear in them.
"Aren't you afraid of me?" he questioned her, feeling her breath on his lips.
Not breaking the eye contact, she whispered, "No...I'm not afraid of you...But, if the end of the mafia is truly what you desire, then what I'm afraid of is that...we'll be enemies."
"What do you mean? Are you one of them?" he inquired, in which she responded with a 'yes'.
He tried to press on for more information but, was interrupted by a voice calling for him from inside the hall.
As he turned his head towards the door, the female took a few steps backward, "I guess it's time I take my leave," and did a curtsy, before continuing, "Thank you for the dance..."
"There's no way you could leave. Not with so many people here." he reminded her.
She just smiled and shook her head. "Didn't I told you? We have something in common."
"Farewell, Mukuro.." and with that she faded away, leaving her diamond-decorated mask on the banister.