AUTHOR'S NOTE: Okay, well here's some fluff/crack for you all involving my OTP. This was actually a request off Tumblr, but it turned into a little fanfic. XD My first try at writing romance, so bear with me? Pffft.
It was 6:45 in the evening, just fifteen minutes away from the start of the ball being held at Isla Yura's mansion. Elliot Nightray, being the heir to the Nightray family, should have been there early, but with preparations for tonight, he was running just a bit off schedule. Then there came Leo, who was supposed to be there anyway, but he did of course have something else weighing on his mind. Who knows what the young boy could be thinking, always just… the way he appeared to be? Elliot, pacing around the room, seemed to have forgotten something that he himself didn't know what it was. Perhaps it was some form of his attire that he may have left off? As he entered his room, he had noticed that something seemed to be off. For, it was how his room appeared. He had noticed traces of things scattered all over, as if Vanessa had decided to go in, perhaps looking for something herself? Then again, she did leave something in there. A dress adorned with black and white lace, skirt that would reach down to the floor, overall an elegant dress that however, didn't seem to fit a girl like her. But why'd she leave it in Elliot's room, of all possible places? "Vanessa?" Elliot called out, running across the hall to Vanessa's room, just down the other end. "You might have forgotten something". While still staying calm, Elliot was just a bit irritated with his sister, even if it was his regular, harsh demeanor. But Leo knew just as well as anyone that Elliot was always the first to snap. As Leo heard his master yelling to his sister across the hall, a strange thought filled his mind, strange, but slightly mischevious? Of course, this was because Leo was just peeking out of the door to HIS room and saw that Elliot was carrying what appeared to be a ballgown. "Elliot. Over here". Leo spoke out to Elliot, the other teenager just passing by the door. "Leo, not now, I have to look for Vanessa! What's with you?", Elliot responded, starting to step foot into Leo's room. "What if we…. played a little game?" Leo started, tugging on the dress. As Elliot was thinking about what Leo was saying and what thoughts could be accumulating in the boy's mind, it hit him. "Oh god. Leo, you can't be serious", the brunette said as Leo began to pull him by the shirt collar, further into the room, where Leo took the dress into his own hands, and began. Leo was much stronger than he appeared, and as he did this, a smirk of pure mischief came across his face, or the part of his face he chose not to hide anyway. Then, knowing exactly what he was about to do, gave Elliot a quick punch, and knocked him out. Slightly dazed, Elliot began to open his eyes, but something felt a little weird. There, he woke to find himself dressed in something… awfully familiar. A piece of attire with black and white ruffles, and…. oh shit, Leo REALLY did this. "WHAT ARE YOU THINKING, YOU BA—" Elliot began, raising his voice with blush starting to peek out from his cheeks as he was thinking about how ridiculous he was looking. Leo just yanked him up by the arm, and took his hand after giving him a soft shove out the door, of course following him out. "Better get to the ball before the clock strikes twelve… moron." Leo said, smiling.