Heyyo~ Now this is a one-shot that just came to me, I really hope you enjoy. FAV and REVIEW! Can you guys check my new story "I Remember"? Please? Anyway, enjoy.

The Eskimo Kiss

He asked me to dance, I accepted his invitation and as I slipped my hand into his I felt sudden coldness. However, I was oddly use to this sensation, it seemed too familiar.

He slowly glided me to the dance floor, placing a hand on my waist in a tender way as if I were fragile. Our hands clasped as I put my left hand on his shoulder. We waltz as gentle music played, I wanted to close my eyes and melt into the music, but that would have seemed weird. Especially, doing it in front of a stranger I just met. We danced in silence, I was trying to avoid eye contact but I couldn't because I needed get a hint of who this man was, how he really looked like. All I could see were his eyes, his face was behind a thin mask, as for his hair it was being covered by a hat. He must have took his time because I can't see a tiny hair sticking out. I was left with the choice to identify him by his voice but that idea immediately vanished for I could barely hear him clearly due to the mask and his voice low.

I looked into his eyes, they were a cold piercing blue that sent shivers down my spine. I must have been staring too long because he then quickly looked down. He then spoke softly, "Can you promise me something?"

I would've said no but before I could stop myself, I said yes. However, I did not know who this strange man was. I immediately regret it. What if he wanted me to do something I didn't want to do? But I could not back out, no. Rapunzel Corona never breaks her promises.

We stopped dancing, he took both of my hands and said in a low voice, "Close your eyes and promise not to look?"

"I don't even know you!" I almost hissed.

"Hey, you promised."

I gasped, it was as if he knew my weakness. Giving up, I huffed and closed my eyes, I cannot believe this! I felt a bit disappointed as his hands were no longer holding mine. I stood still and listened. Despite the other dancers, there were faint sounds then I heard nothing as if hesitating. I blushed furiously as I felt two strong hands cupping my face and pulling me closer. The tip of our noses were touching, I suddenly realized he was not wearing his mask. Maybe I can take a little peak then maybe- No! I promised and I never break my promises.

Out of my control, I found my hands holding his elbows. And I had no intentions to open my eyes, I couldn't really explain why I was letting a stranger hold me this way. That's when I felt it.. my first kiss. No, it wasn't that kind of kiss, there were no lips involved. It was a kiss more people needed to realize was beautiful. It was.. it was an Eskimo kiss. He rubbed his nose against mine in such a sweet motion, I felt my face getting hotter. My heart started racing only to be followed by a strange sensation at the pit of my stomach.

He moved back slowly, my eyes still closed. I remembered saying how I wanted my first kiss to be an Eskimo kiss and afterward it would be a gentle kiss on the hand. I only told that to one person though, Jack Frost. The silly albino I call my friend. Best friend, I corrected myself. This couldn't possibly be him, this whole week he kept arguing how ridiculous it was how this year the men had to wear a mask to the dance. So, he claimed he would come not wearing one, so who was this man?

"There, you can open your eyes."

I sighed, my face still burning. With his mask back on, we continued to waltz. I soon found my self desperate to identify him. The song ended and as he bent down to kiss my hand, under his hat I saw snow white hair.