Dream's Mists…
Soft, cool mist, hung over the dark scene. Two figures danced together, a lady and a man. The only space between them was their faces…However, they were only silhouettes, hardly seen in the mist…an unseen force pulls them apart, and they are separated…until they are reunited…
A light blonde haired girl adjusted and readjusted her hair in front of a mirror. She frowned at her reflection, still unsatisfied. Forcing herself away from the mirror, she turned her back to it, and glanced at her dress. It was pale blue, and just brushed against he tops of her shoes. White lace separated the skirt part from the top; which matched the skirt. She had considered gloves, but she didn't want to be too formal…or maybe it isn't formal enough? A heart shape cut was on the part of the dress that would normally cover her chest, but not too low. After all, she wanted to be modest…or maybe it was already too much? Besides the dream, there was also the fact that he was going to be there….
If I don't leave now, I'm going to be late…
With that thought, she finally left her room, and went off to her destination.
People were milling all around the large room. It had been decorated as a ballroom setting, chandeliers, wooden floors that reflected the lights…
Slowly, uncertainly, she slowly pushed open the door and peeked in. Relieved at the sight of all the formally dressed participants, she made her way fully inside.
"Ladies and gentlemen! Kalo Ciano Remsi!"
Her violet eyes widened, and blush settled on her cheeks as all eyes fell on her.
Why me?
The party went on, and she milled around, greeting someone here and there, but never staying for long. She was searching for someone specific-
"Ladies and gentlemen! Steven Stone!"
She jumped excitedly at the announcement, and half bounced over toward the entrance. Sure enough, there he was, looking around bewilderedly. As his eyes landed on her, she waved to attract his attention. Smiling, he waved back and walked over to her.
"Hello, Kalo. How are you?"
"I'm fine…what about you?"
He nodded. "Same here."
"So…um…" She tried not to panic, and in her mind, desperately tried to find some way to keep the conversation going.
"People have started dancing…" Steven observed, glancing around.
She felt her cheeks heat up. "Y-yeah…"
"Would you like to dance with me?" He asked, offering a hand to her. Her cheeks turned even redder, and she carefully grasped his hand. The silver rings he always wore felt cool against her fingers. Gently, he slowly placed his other hand on her lower back. Taking a deep breath, she tentatively placed her other hand on his shoulder. Then slowly, they danced around, carefully avoiding each other's feet. Steven was a bit more relaxed, and she was trying her best not to spaz.
Just as she had finally relaxed, there was a loud explosion, followed by various things crashing to the ground. Startled, Kalo clung to her partner for dear life. Steven kept his arm around her as he spoke.
"Kalo…you'd better get out of here. I'm going to stay here and help however I can. Okay?"
"O-okay…good luck…" With that, they parted, and went their separate ways. She looked around, trying to figure out where to go in all the confusion. Finally, she found a door where everyone was being ushered out of. Figuring it was the best way to go, she made her way in that direction.
Suddenly, an arm clamped tightly around her waist, and the other hand covered her mouth. She struggled reflexively, but to no avail.
"Just hold still and I won't hurt you." A rough voice growled by her ear. Scared, she let her captor drag her off…