An: this is another english assinment that my teacher challanged us to not use "B" verbs and do descriptive writing and because i adore ShikixRima pairing i decided to do my paper on them.
Dance with me?
The graceful flutter of lace as the pairs danced about the room. Notes fell from the fingers of the violinist, the notes flowing across the air dancing about amongst the figures. One pair in particular who never dance really, danced about the crystal floor. The fresh wax reflecting as they twirled.
Click, click, click, the high heels glided across the floor; the clacking reflects the music perfectly, the twirling and flow of the steps causes the midnight, satin dress to ripple as it spun with the motion of the music. The royal blue sleeves, odd compared to normal evening gowns; the black trim made the ruffles on the edge pop out. The sleeve itself separate of the main dress; clung to her forearms connecting at the curvege. Ruffles of royal blue line the top of the dress. The main strap of the dress flowed up over her shoulders, thin and elegant black complemented her pale, flawless skin amazingly. The smell that radiated off her compared equal to that of a rose. Her elegant hair, orange in color, hung from neatly placed pigtails that brushed her shoulders in length. Her bangs hung in her face in symmetrical sections, two on the sides and one draped across the bridge of her nose. Blue orbs peered out from bushes of lashes, the lights reflected off the normally emotionless eyes causing them to seam full of emotion as she gazed at her partner.
Black, glossy dress shoes lead the way for the black heels. In contrast to his partner the male wore a pure white suit; black trimmed each flap of fabric. A crimson red tie clothed his neck matching that of his hair. A black button up shirt remained hidden behind the white vest and jacket. A blood red rose clung to the left side of the jacket; it had been placed there upon entry of the ball. His crimson hair in messy, yet neat, spikes; His bangs similar to that of his partner, long on the sides, reaching his chin and the bangs falling just over his eyes until meeting in the middle where they ended at the bridge of his nose. His royal blue eyes gazed into the matching orbs of his partner. The aura of sweets surrounded him from his habit of consuming them on a daily bases.
Twirls and spins continued as the music changed from one formal song to another. This pair still entranced by the hidden singles only they had become accustom to finding. The night seemed to last forever as they held each other close.
"I love you, Rima," the redhead whispered as they danced a waltz.
The orange haired female gave a ghost of a smile before whispering a reply, "I love you too, Senri."