KeyQuis: This is gonna be a long chapt. Nothing I can really do about it. I failed quite a few of my midterms (3 outta 4, with one more to go . ) and I really could careless since I'm tired of looking at equations and reading theory. Wow, it feels like forever since I last wrote a full size chapter…a 15 000 word count at that too.
Quick note. I'll be making a very interesting reference to another anime series. I hope readers will enjoy the bizarre cameo appearances. Get ready for some laughs amidst the action...and romance. Light fluff heading your way-I'm dishing out some HxH action.
Chapter 3: May I Have This Dance?
The sound of the waters brought forth the solitude he sought. The waves crashed against each over in an aimless dance. His eyes watched as the they swayed, twisted and twirled with each other. The winged-figure took in a deep breath and released it out a deep sigh. There were too many things on his mind.
"Your angelic stature is looking rather human, Hayate. Careful now," an elegant voice spoke out.
Hayate kept watching the ocean and didn't bother turning his head to face his comrade. "What are you doing here, Shin? Shouldn't you be in heaven helping Kei or something?"
"I'll you the same question. You're an Angel Knight, just like the rest of us. You have duties too. Can't just run off to Leafeania whenever you're in a foul mood," Shin replied, trying hard to not sound like a scolding father.
"I'm not in a foul mood," Hayate snapped, "I just needed to get out and think about everything. Clear my mind, you know."
"Hayate...please don't make things difficult for us. Kei's worried about you." Shin took a seat next to him.
Hayate gave him an empty look.
"Pssh, whatever. I bet he still thinks it's all my fault and he's just hiding it to make me feel better. Duty first, feelings second," Hayate grumbled as he picked up a stone and threw it out towards the horizon. "I'm only needed because I have command over the all the winds of creation." His voice was bitter and cold.
"That's not true. Kei has never blamed you! You're the only one blaming yourself. Mannen, Go and Hajime don't blame you either. I don't. Stop thinking that it is your fault because it isn't!" Shin shouted in protest. "Everyone of us was created for more than just being Angel Knights. Just because your circumstances were a little different than normal...you think you're not worthy!"
Hayate clenched his teeth. The past was a sensitive subject for him. He didn't want to wake up and now that he did, he was forced to confront his feelings and himself again. "I...don't want to be me anymore."
"I know what you're thinking, Hayate." Shin laid back and watched the clouds move. "You think that your kindness will kill her and that history will repeat itself. I'm not blind, you're facing inner turmoil. Caught between who you really are and who you think you must be. I believe in being yourself. Changing your true nature isn't healthy for you," Shin gently said to his neighbour. "Don't hate your kindness."
Hayate plopped on his back as well. He felt the soft grass beneath his uniform. "Yeah...but my kindness killed him," he whispered softly. "Sasame died because I was too young and let my feelings control me...I can never forgive myself." Sorrow and guilt swept through his body, consuming him in coldness. "She was killed as well."
Shin let a moment of silence pass before speaking his thoughts. "No, it was an accident. None of us meant for it to happen, it just did. Haidhis appeared before us in heaven without warning. Sasame sacrificed himself to protect Takako."
"He was doing his job! I left Takako alone because...I couldn't stand to be near her...she mistook my kindness for love! She loved me but I had none to return. I shouldn't have run away, but I did. If I didn't, Sasame wouldn't have died. She wouldn't have died too!" Hayate held in his tears of guilt. "I let him down after all he's done for me. It's all my fault, Shin."
Shin said nothing. He could only listen to Hayate's anguish voice.
"Damn it, I don't know what to do. I don't want to be nice to Himeno. I want her to hate me as much as possible so the same thing won't happen again."
"You will do no such thing, Eternal Motion!" A brilliant flash of light struck both angels in the face and blinded both for a painful instant.
"Kei?" Shin sat up and rushed to his feet. "What are you doing here?"
"I asked you to retrieve him and you did not make a quick return." Kei glared at Hayate. The small boy was not pleased with him. "Get up, Eternal Motion."
Hayate hesitantly obeyed his leader. "Look, I was just..."
"Talking foolish nonsense," Kei finished for him. "How could you even think of making Himeno hate you? Do you find much pleasure in having her aura stained with the blood of hatred? Under no such circumstances will you do such a thing. You will behave accordingly as an Angel Knight and her protector until the time is up."
"You want history to repeat itself!" Hayate shouted at Gracious Light. "I can't handle another death on my account."
Kei slapped him with a stroke of light. "Don't be so arrogant. Only time tells the future, not you. You are no seer, no prophet. You are an Angel Knight. You guard the Spirit of Life that resides in this world. Himeno has already agreed to becoming our Pretear. Her wild aura will make her angry at you, but she will never hate you. Don't force our Pretear to do something that is against her will."
Hayate rubbed his stinging cheek. "I'm afraid that she'll fall in love with me, just as Takako did. I can't return those feelings."
Kei grew fed up with the young angel and slapped him on the other cheek. "Fear is nothing more than the unknown future. You are afraid of something that will or will not happen. Foolish child, dispose those negative thoughts. If you are afraid, then kindly tell her up front that you do not want her to fall in love with you. Himeno will undoubted get angry at you for saying something she never even considered. She's not looking for love. She just wants to stop Haidhis from destroying love for other girls."
"Huh?" Hayate gingerly massaged his other cheek.
"You never mentioned that when you came back from visiting her." Shin's eyes widened with disbelief. "How could you leave out such an important detail."
"Because it wasn't necessary. I thought Hayate had gotten over the past, but he didn't. Now that you know, please don't go assuming that Himeno is like Takako. Just because they're both girls, doesn't mean they're the same person," Kei scolded. "Plus, Himeno thinks you're a jerk. The winds of love aren't going to start flowing anytime soon."
Shin nodded in agreement. Hayate stood there feeling like a complete and total idiot.
"You're letting those dark emotions of doubt, fear and guilt get to you. You should know fully well that God does not hold the past against you if let it go yourself. Learn your lesson and move on. Do you think He would be happy if you got traded your kindness for bitterness? That would insult Sasame just as much," Kei continued, lecturing the young angel on Sasame's behalf. "Evil is turning what is good into something other than its intended purpose. It is destroying what is meant to be protected. Hayate, don't let the past destroy your present. The history of Angel Knights is filled with tragedies. You are not the only one who has sinned."
Hayate felt his spirit crumble to the intensity of Kei's radiant one. Gracious Light was indeed blessed with the wisdom granted by time and space. He had lived so much longer as an Angel Knight and Hayate felt foolish for even questioning his ability as the leader.
"I'm sorry," Hayate mumbled.
"Pardon me?" Kei asked with a slight hint of smugness in his smile, "I did not hear you. You must learn to speak with more clarity."
"I apologize for my foolish behaviour. I will correct my actions and attitude towards our Pretear," Hayate stated firmly, trying to sound resolute.
"Good. The barrier I cast for her will phase out soon. I want us to gather up and formally introduce ourselves to Himeno. Mannen and Go have made perimeter watches around the property. Hajime should be finished with spirit purification in the area." Kei brushed a loose gold lock from his face. "I will go there first. Shin, get Mannen and Go. Hayate, you will get Hajime."
Wordlessly, Hayate disappeared from his leader's sight to inform Hajime of the meeting.
"Do you think he'll be alright with what you said?" Shin asked. "His aura still feels unstable."
"No, but I'm going to hope he will be. For all of our sakes and hers too," Kei honestly replied. "Why do they fall in love with the wind, anyways?" he added in a quiet voice.
"Maybe it's fate?" Shin suggested, trying to relieve some distress in his leader's mind.
"Fate is a funny thing, Shin," Kei chuckled. "It doesn't like being on my side."
Himeno nervously poured lemon tea for them. The whole group of Angel Knights had arrived, two whom she had not met. She had secretly brought out cookies and other delicious items for the angels. It was a busy time, but she managed to escape the house to meet with them. Kei's illusion light made sure no one saw anything.
"Do help yourselves to some food," Himeno gestured to the knight with messy snow frost white hair and light glassy blue eyes.
"This is awesome. It's a real treat to finally meet you, princess. The name's Mannen, Ice Knight of Absolute Zero." He voraciously put a slice of blueberry pie into his mouth and licked his fingers afterwards. "This...is...so...good," he cheekily said with food still in his mouth.
Himeno nodded and smiled in return. She caught a glimpse of Kei's expression of dissatisfaction. Clearly, he was not impressed with his fellow knight's poor display of etiquette.
"Mannen, it's rude to speak with your mouth full. Look, there's crumbs and cream drooping out. That's disgusting," said the angel whose hair was shades of fire. The ends of his hair reminded her of flames that burned without control. Himeno remembered him as the one who was injured on that day.
"Um, how do you do? Are you recovered?" Himeno asked, pointing in his direction."
"Mannen, you're going to choke if you keep stuffing your face with all those delicacies!"
"Stop nagging at me. The Pretear's talking to you, bird-brain!" Mannen obnoxiously put a few more cream puffs in his mouth.
"Oh! Sorry. What was that?" The angel glanced at his princess.
"Have you recovered from your injuries?" Himeno didn't know what to make of the weird situation. Clearly, these two were an odd bunch. It seemed as if fighting with each other was a daily routine.
"Ahem!" Kei coughed. "Remember, we are here to introduce ourselves. Not to fatten our bodies with such sweet foods."
"Always gotta kill the fun," Mannen muttered under his breath and took a long sip of tea instead of grabbing a handful of cookies.
"Oh I'm sorry. I've recovered just fine thank you. The name's Go, Fire Knight of Blazing Justice. It's a real pleasure to have you as our Pretear," he cheerfully said. "I will do my very best in serving you." The red head gave Himeno a happy grin and a thumbs up. "Hey, I wanted that piece of strawberry-banana meringue cake, Mannen!" He jabbed his fork into it, stopping his comrade from lifting it onto his plate.
"I saw it first, Go! Besides, if you wanted it, you should have taken it first," Mannen shouted and stuck his tongue out at Go. "It's mine, now let go of it."
"You've already filled your grubby face with God-knows-what. Save some for the rest of us!" Go refused to budge his fork.
"I bid you two to stop!" Kei walked over and removed both their forks from the cake slice. He ate it for himself as the two stared in shock at their leader.
"What the...," Mannen started.
"Silence. Must you display such immature behaviour in front of our Pretear. Aren't you the least bit embarrassed for your squabbling over a slice of cake?"
Silence did fill the air. Himeno made a mental note that Kei held a very high degree of authority in the group. She found it strange that the little boy with golden hair had the air of an adult, a very respectable one too.
Go pouted at the loss cake slice and went for another piece of dessert. Mannen took something on the opposite end of the serving tray.
"Hajime, it's your turn to introduce yourself," Kei monotonously stated.
Himeno followed Kei's eyes and looked at the angel who was eating a chocolate parfait topped with assorted nuts. His hair resembled the colour of the sun setting from the horizon of the vast ocean. His wavy curls were in hues of bronze and orange and two long strands framed the sides of his face. His eyes were like the very waves of the ocean, the infinite shades of blue and green were all there.
"Kei, you introduced my name for me...that wasn't fair." His voice sounded broken hearted and his face looked showed it.
"Sorry, but let's make this quick. I need to discuss things with everyone afterwards. I can only create an illusion for so long."
Himeno noticed the beautiful blue-haired angel standing to the side, without any interest in joining the others for food. Hayate was off on his own little serene corner.
Jeez, that guy pisses me off. He acts like a royal jerk of a prince. Thank God he's not the only one I have work with. If I have to pret with him every time, I'll go mad. But still...I can't help, but feel a little sad just looking at him. It's like he's not part of the team. Like he's rejected or something. Like he doesn't belong...
"I'm the Water Knight of Blessed Spring." A voice broke her thoughts. "My name is Hajime. It's an honour to meet you, my princess. I will guard you with my life. You can count on me."
It was enough. Himeno flustered up at all the gravelling comments. She was no royalty and the title of princess was sickening to the stomach. Formality was never her forte and this princess-knight stuff was starting to get cheesy.
"Enough already!" Himeno vented out loud. "Stop calling me princess and just tell me your names! I'm no princess!"
Silence filled the air once more. Mannen and Go stopped eating, Hajime choked on whipped cream, Shin spilled his tea and Kei blinked a few times. One of them remained unfazed.
"This is our way of formalities, tuliphead. No need to get upset and angry over anything," Hayate replied coldly.
Himeno stood still in her spot. His dark gaze held her in place. The shade of the tree darkened his features, but she could still make out his eyes. Deep and dark blue like the night's sky. She couldn't advert her eyes from the enchantment.
"Hey!" Himeno snapped and stomped right up to him, glaring at him with the meanest look possible. "My name is Himeno. Hi-me-no, jerk."
The others stopped what they were doing and watched the confrontation. Kei mentally groaned at what was to come.
"At least I didn't call you princess, tuliphead," Hayate smirked, challenging her to make a comeback.
It was strange. Name calling and teasing was not in his nature. Hayate couldn't explain himself, but it felt kind of good to pick on someone like her.
She's so much like you...
His thoughts were abruptly stopped when a brutal and violent force rammed itself on his face. Himeno had given him a hard right jab without warning. Hayate would have fallen to the ground if his wind hadn't stopped him. Damn, she packed an inhuman punch. The other knights just stared at what just transpired-their princess had launched an assault on her knight. The irony was too much for some to contain.
"AHAHHAHHAHAHHAHAH!" Mannen wailed in laughter. "Oh my God! Did you see that?"
"Whoa, did Hayate just get beat up by Himeno?" Go grinned so wide that his mouth could have fallen off sideways. "Looks like the Wind Knight is defeatable in a fight."
Hayate picked himself up. Never had he suffered such humiliation. She had pummeled him to the ground with one simple punch. Even if it was a cheap shot, the fact that he was hit to the ground didn't change.
"Fine, do whatever you want! With an attitude like hers, it's a death pret. Count me out!" Hayate glared menacingly at Himeno, pouring out anger from his aura. "I would never call someone like that my princess." With that, he unsheathed his wings and flew away from the scene.
Wonderful...everything will be fine. This will be the last generation of Angel Knights... Your Pretear will kill you all if she keeps that up. Hayate, everything will be your fault. Everything will die because of you.
I will destroy all of Leafeania.
Himeno's heart crumpled to the ground. It happened again. She had gotten into another argument with Hayate. Another disastrous encounter with the Wind Knight. She hid her turmoil. Hurting someone else was a painful feeling.
"Himeno?" Hajime spoke up. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine." Himeno covered up with a soft smile. "Looks like I made a mess of things with him again. I'm sorry I made him disappear like that."
Kei released a loud sigh and shook his head. "I apologize on his behalf. Eternal Motion has been in a rather foul mood ever since the Prince of Darkness returned. Please excuse his rudeness, Himeno."
"Don't trouble yourself with Hayate," Shin answered. "He doesn't stay angry for long."
"I mean, he shouldn't have called me tuliphead! He deserved it for teasing me," Himeno stated in her defense. "He should know better."
Mannen nudged Shin in the arm. "Yo man, you're the only one left who didn't introduce yourself."
Shin flustered up with embarrassment. "Oh my, please excuse me. My name is Shin, Plant Knight of Earth's Hope."
"And I am Kei, Light Knight of Gracious Light. We are grateful for your willing cooperation." Kei sat up from his seat and bowed. The others followed right after.
Himeno was in awe at the little one's display of rich manners. "Wow, you speak so much more maturely and eloquently than everyone else. That's pretty impressive for a young kid."
Mannen burst out into a fit of laughter, even more so than with Hayate's little commotion. "God, she thinks you're a young kid, Kei. That's so funny."
Himeno's face had confusion written all over it. She didn't think she said anything wrong.
"Mannen! No blasphemy in His name," Shin hastily scolded. "Please conduct yourself better as a young Angel Knight."
Mannen couldn't resist retaliating with a smart comment. "If I'm young, then Kei must be ancient," Mannen smugly replied.
Go gripped Mannen in a very hard headlock. "Can't you ever act mature, you little punk."
"Hey! I'm older than you are. Don't call me a little punk, you little punk."
Himeno blinked a few times before opening her mouth to question them. "Just how old are all of you...angels...anyways?"
Shin was about to reply, but Kei spoke up first. "A valid question from the Pretear. As you know, we aren't humans. Celestial beings exist outside your respective frame of time and space. As Angel Knights, our existence came into being probably around 1000 years or so according to your calendar. We were created due to the arrival of new demons of darkness that came to this land. The Pretear herself has existed since the beginning of humanity. We search for her spirit whenever the Prince of Darkness revives himself. Sometimes he returns within the year and sometimes over a 100 years. We get called off from our natural duties when that happens. There's probably been around 100 generations of Angel Knights that have been called into battle."
"Psh, she asked for your age, not a history lesson," Mannen muttered to himself after freeing himself from Go. "I'm in my 27th generation as a knight."
"So what's that in years?" Himeno asked.
"No clue," Mannen replied flatly. "I don't keep track of time well."
"I'm in my 25th," Go proudly stated.
"I'm on my 21st," Hajime added.
Himeno looked at Shin and Kei who looked at each other nervously. "How about you two?"
Shin looked at his feet, "I'm on my 53rd generation."
Himeno felt her jaw drop to the ground. "You're that old!"
"I know it's a bit shocking, but we've been around for a long time. I'm currently in my 100th generation as an Angel Knight. You can consider me as an original." Kei stated calmly.
"100th!" Himeno's head was spinning at the three digit number. "100th," she repeated.
"Himeno, please note that each generation just means a different battle, a different Pretear for each one. So each generation doesn't have equal time," Kei added.
"You're old!" Himeno shrilled, "So old, but you look like you're ten years old!"
"I can explain that too. Due to the outcome of the last battle, my body was reduced to a child's body so that I would live. Spirit is our life, it maintains our body. If we use all of our spirit in battle, our body no longer retains its original form."
"Oh..." Himeno paused, "What happened to you?"
"Details of the past generation are irrelevant, Himeno. What is important is this generation," Kei answered. "The past is of none of your concern."
"Um, okay then." Himeno let the subject drop.
The past...it's always a sensitive subject. Sometimes...it hurts to remember what happened. It hurts to know what's precious to me is no longer with me now...it's all in the past...the unreachable past.
"How about Hayate? How old is he?" Himeno popped out of curiousity.
"He's the youngest, only on his 2nd generation. It clearly explains his lack of manners."
"How's Hayate doing?" Shin inquired his leader. "It's been a few days now."
"He's still working at the mansion under her father's command. I must say, he's using his wind spirit a little too reckless. So far no attempted attacks from lower class demons, but he could give her position away if Haidhis is searching for her. It's a good thing we got to her first." Kei massaged his throbbing temples.
"You work too much. You need a break."
"I'm the leader, I don't get breaks. And I've been doing this for a long time already. I'm use to it."
"If you say so...but take it easy once in a while."
"I wish I could if the world wasn't at stake. I don't have the privilege of relaxing knowing that the fate of Leafeania lies in my competent leadership. Plus, this body is very spirit efficient."
"Don't you want to return to your real form?"
"No, not really. There's no need to yet."
"Haidhis's powers are expected to be at least three times greater than the last one. We need you in your true form," Shin pleaded.
"Light shines most brightly when darkness has consumed everything but it. The time for me to return back into a full fledged Angel Knight is not now. It will come though. What's the progress report for Mannen, Go and Hajime?"
"Mannen has successfully become a waiter for the event. He'll be on the lookout for suspicious guests. Go has successfully become part of the catering team for the event. Hajime has successfully signed himself up as an entertainer of water magic so to speak."
"Magic does not exist, water is the perfect illusion medium. And Hayate? What of his status?"
"Not sure...I haven't been able to reach him, the mansion is extremely large and he's been busy preparing the landscape. The flowers keep saying he's in constant movement. But I'm sure he'll make it through to reception for the household to greet the guests."
"And Himeno?"
"No comment, she's been in a furious state for the past few days. I dare not go near her fit of rage. She seriously opposes the ball."
Kei chuckled to himself. "Even if Haidhis does get a hold of her, I'm sure she'd give him a good beating before being taken as a victim. She'll be fine with her feisty aura."
"And I am in disguise as a prince from a far away country. An uninvited guest of the party," Shin completed. "Are you going to be okay doing the night hunt by yourself? I don't have to go to the ball if you need my help."
"I'll be fine. It is my 284th generation. I'm a pro when it comes to slaying demons. My staff of light hasn't failed me yet."
"Understood. I'll be off then. In a few more nights, all hell will break loose for her spirit." Shin opened the gate and left.
"Hasn't failed me yet, eh?" Kei questioned himself. "Not entirely true."
I poured all my spirit into my staff and I still couldn't save Sasame. I couldn't save Perfect Harmony.
"Hayate, you're a genius. My mansion looks like a royal palace!" Kaoru beamed at the young lad. "Everything looks so perfect. It truly is a castle fit to be for a fairy tale. How can ever thank you?" Tears of pure gratefulness ran down the man's face.
"It was all my pleasure sure. Since Himeno is helping my brother out, it is my honour to repay the debt," Hayate stoically stated.
"Which reminds me, what is it your brother does?" Kaoru questioned. "I mean, to need my daughter specifically seems strange."
"Believe me sir, I find it strange as well. Himeno possesses the traits one cannot easily find in most girls. She was the only one who could help him out."
"Hmm..in what?" The father pressed on for more answers.
"In saving the world. My brother has a notorious habit of making girls help him out every time his world is in trouble. It's nothing more than a childish game he plays. Boring if you ask me." Hayate removed his work gloves and took a seat on the stairs.
"Ah, but childhood does not last long in one's life. He should cherish it before it's gone. Oh well, I'm glad my daughter is occupied with something fantastical."
"Pardon me?" Hayate didn't quite get the man's thinking. "Fantastical as in..?"
"As in fantasy. She no longer believes in happy endings or fairy tales coming true. She threw away all her dreams when her mother passed away. That was 10 years ago. Ever since then, Himeno's heart has been lost. I'm sure it still longs for the love her mother talked about in bedtime stories, but as time goes by, I'm worried if she'll still have a heart for love."
Hayate said nothing. The man had just shared Himeno's past with him, something that Himeno might not have wanted anyone to know. He understood the pain of losing a mother.
It seems strange, doesn't it...mother? All of this, meeting someone like her. I understand her feelings.
"I understand what you mean. My mother passed away when I still a young child of 6 years old. I miss her bedtime stories." Hayate's expression softened at the mention of his mother. "I miss her a lot."
Kaoru noticed the change in Hayate's features. His eyes seemed to glow and the corners of his mouth lifted into a small smile. He looked like a little boy looking back on the good old days.
"I'm sure you and Himeno will get along eventually. Your fights will end when you both realize that there's nothing to get angry about. Though I do find tuliphead to be a very endearing nickname."
"Wha?" Hayate brought himself out his mind and back into reality. "Oh what was that sir?"
"Never mind. I'm just commenting on how your relationship with Himeno is an odd one. The two of you seem to fight every time you meet. I just don't get it. What did you do to her?"
"We had an unpleasant first encounter. I stumbled onto her while she was doing something important and she got mad at me. She wildly lashed out at me thinking I was some crazed kidnapper. I don't know who'd want to do such a thing, but yeah, that person wouldn't live very long given her fighting abilities."
"Did she pummel you good?"
"Yes. It hurt. My little brother intervened and well, here I am." I can't believe I'm lying like this.
"Didn't start off on the right foot...I see." Kaoru conjured a plot in his mind. He was determined to put the two together or at least make it so they wouldn't be at each others throats every time they met.
"My mother would be angry if I hurt a girl so I can't exactly retaliate at full strength," Hayate added to salvage a bit of pride. Being beaten by a girl hurt was not something he imagined he would ever have to deal with.
"I bet you thought your mother was most favourite person in the world when you were a little boy," Kaoru commented, "Your face lights up when you think about her."
Hayate paused. He didn't know to respond to the remark about his mother. No one had ever asked him about his mother except for Sasame. And that was a long time ago. Hayate just smiled in response.
"Ah, that reminds me. Do you have anything to wear for the ball? I would very much like you to attend," Kaoru asked in a mellow voice.
"Ah...I don't know." Hayate looked rather dumbfounded. "I'm a part of reception in welcoming the guests. I'll be attending...won't I sir?"
"Oh, I meant attending the actual ball, Hayate," Kaoru explained innocently. "It's a masquerade where everyone should be in costumes. It'll be a fun night and besides, reception won't be that long. You must join in the action and dance the night away with beautiful young ladies." Kaoru's face shone with imagination.
Hayate shrunk back under the man's scrutiny. The older man was kindly forcing his crazy thoughts to the young lad.
"Sir, I...a...do not wish to be a part of the dance," Hayate lamely replied. "I...have no costume. Yes, I have nothing to wear to the ball, sir." Unfortunately, the reply came out very wrong for Hayate and Kaoru interpreted it in his own fashion.
Kaoru's eyes sparkled and dazzled with joy. "My dear boy! I must save you then. I shall be your fairy godmother and suit you up in the most extravagant of costumes. You shall capture the attention of all the fair ladies at the ball and -"
Hayate's jaw dropped. "Sir, it is your daughter's birthday! Not mine!" Hayate exclaimed, holding his hands out to defend himself from the man's madness. "There is no need to-"
"Nonsense, my boy. Just because it is her birthday doesn't mean that everyone else can't have fun. I've invited people of all royalties and societies. No one is excluded. The ballroom's construction is finished and many will attend. It will be a night of magic."
You mean madness. Her father's mouth is worse than her punch.
Before Hayate could protest, Kaoru grabbed him by the arm and whisked him away into a secret little attic.
"Oh Himeno, it will be perfect!" Her literature teacher proclaimed with devoted passion. "It's just as in the romantic compositions of the past. An evil creature will appear when the clock strikes twelve and a mysterious hero will save all the fair ladies from being eaten. He will capture the princess's heart and steal her away into the darkness. Oh, the romance of that one night will be a taste of what is to come for the-"
"AHHH!" wailed Himeno, her scream echoing throughout the library hall. "Enough! Stop! No more! No more! I can't take anymore of it! Ahhhhhh!" Himeno covered her ears and buried her face in her book. "You're even worse than my father, Miss Yayoi!"
"Tsk, tsk. How many times must I repeat myself. No formal titles with me. It makes me sound old, Himeno." The teacher brushed a stray lock of her honey brown hair to the side and fixed her large round glasses. "I can't believe the time for your coronation is tomorrow! Sigh, you children grow up so fast."
"Shut up! It's not my coronation. It's my 16th birthday," Himeno retorted. "I'm no royalty."
God, why is this happening to me. Everyone is making such a big deal of it. I'm sick of the whole thing. I just want a normal celebration with my family...I don't want the whole world to attend. This sucks.
"Himeno, it is time to live out those dreams of love and-," Yayoi began.
"Hell no! I threw all those dreams out 10 years ago. Mother's not here to see any of them come true anymore! Just quit bothering me with father's ideas." Himeno angrily swept her book off the table. "I hate all of this. I don't want to live my life how others want me to. It's not fair," Himeno bitterly expressed her thoughts. "I hate being something I don't want to be."
Yayoi watched the poor little girl slump in her chair. She had been her teacher since she could speak at the age of two. Himeno was like a niece to her. Yayoi taught her the great masterpieces in the literary world, heavily influencing her with romantic works. However, that was a long time ago. Now, Himeno would only read pieces filled with death and epic adventures of heroes. Yayoi could only pray for the day her heart would lean towards love and happiness again. She pitied the young girl who locked her dreams up in a black box.
"Yayoi. I'm sorry for screaming at you, but please understand that I've given up my dreams," Himeno sighed as she picked up the fallen book and straightened out the pages. "I'm grateful that everyone wants the best for me, but I don't want it. I don't even know what's best for me. I don't know what I want."
"I'm sure you know what you want." Yayoi packed up her teaching notes. "You just need to realize it. Admit that what you want is what you're most afraid of getting...love."
Himeno frowned. The whole thing was an insult to her personal life and intelligence. "I'm not afraid of love. What makes you think I'm afraid of something like that."
"Because we all are. Someone you love is precious to you. No one wants to lose the one they love. No one wants their loved ones to die...but it happens anyways." Yayoi took off her glasses. "We're all afraid of losing someone precious, are we not?" She looked at her student, knowing fully well that Himeno could not refute her statement. "Are we not?"
Himeno furrowed her brows and clenched her fists. She couldn't say no to it and the truth cracked the walls around her carefully guarded heart. Her resolution would break if she didn't fight back. No, I will not change my mind. I will not submit to their dreams. I will not be crack under their pressure. I'm the only one who will stand up for myself. I can only depend on myself. They don't understand anything.
"Oh, do excuse me. I have an appointment with my father," Himeno lied. "I shall see you tomorrow, teacher." Her voice was crisp and cold.
Yayoi watched the young girl make a quick exit out of the library. She knew she couldn't give up. The previous mistress of the house was counting on her.
"This is so not fair, why couldn't I be the unknown prince? I wanted to dance with Himeno," Mannen whined to the Fire Knight. "I'm stuck serving drinks all night."
"Hey, stop complaining. At least you're not stuck in the kitchen all night," Go grumbled as he roasted the turkey with his open flame. "Kei's making it so that we can protect her with the least commotion as possible. Putting our spirit into the food is ingenious."
Mannen put on a sour face. "Bleh, I get to keep the drinks cold. He sure knows how to make us work hard." He reached for an apple and Go slapped his hand.
"That's for sauce. Don't you dare think of eating my ingredients." Go glared at Mannen. "And shouldn't you be out there working instead of hanging out in my kitchen. Sheesh."
"I really rather be hunting with Kei. At least that's more fun than serving these humans." Mannen jumped off his seat and grinned at his comrade. "But orders are orders. Must protect His precious creatures. See ya. And don't burn yourself."
"Same to you too. Don't get drunk or else Kei will have your head."
Go carried on basking all the meats with his fire. If all went well, any masked demons would get either sick from his food or be instantly burned by his flame. Hajime's water illusion would take care of any mishaps that should happen.
I wonder how Hayate will deal with everything. He and the princess still ain't on friendly terms the last time I checked. Honestly, he should be hunting instead of Kei. Hayate's so much faster at killing demons than all of us combined. What was Kei thinking making Hayate her primary protector? He's still conflicted with his past. He could screw the whole mission up if he isn't careful. I swear, I don't know what's going to happen anymore. Our Pretear's aura is so strong that I'm almost scared of preting with her. From what happened the first time, her spirit overpowered Hayate and he instantly killed off all those demons. That's what Shin said. When she turns 16 tonight...I don't even want to know what her spirit level will be at.
"Excuse me, but is the turkey cooked yet? The second team is ready dress it," an assistant from the next kitchen asked. "Wow, it smells wonderful in here."
"Yes, this chunk of meat is ready for the final finishing touch. Take it away and I'll start on the rest." Go eyed the rows of meats lying on the tables, waiting to be cooked. It was going to be a long night.
Hayate nervously checked in all the guests. He could hardly contain his anxious state after the incident in the attic. Some things were better left unsaid and that was a prime example of one of them. He was dressed in a very simple black tuxedo outfit, with his hair tied back in a braid, courtesy of Kaoru himself. Hayate agreed to his mad plan for the sake of kindness. He hated to admit it, but going to a ball was something he had always dreamed of. To watch people dance, sing, celebrate and have fun all night-the mere thought of it excited him.
Mother. Father. I can't believe this is happening to me. I'm actually at a ball, a masquerade one too. I'm even dressed up as a gentleman and later on I get to dress up like him.
A familiar face came to the reception. He looked extremely nervous.
"Shin...are you alright? Your face looks a little pale." Hayate watched the Plant Knight nervously sign himself in and place Himeno's present on the table.
"I'm...fine...I just...feel...sick. This costume Kei suggested is not to my liking. I feel like a tree in it." Shin pleaded with Hayate, "Trade places with me, please!"
Hayate glossed his eyes over Shin's outfit. It was very prestigious and eye-catching. His over-robe was adorned with a tapestry of green and gold. The thick layers of cloth looked cumbersome.
"You look like a tree. Nice costume. Must be heavy. Where's your mask?" Hayate asked teasingly, "I can't let you in without a mask."
Shin showed off his mask of leaves. "Come on, be nice. Hayate, you have no idea how much I want to wear our uniform."
"I do. If I wasn't a servant of this household, I would. Besides, Kei isn't here to scold you if you change into it," Hayate hinted. "Plus, I don't think you'd be able to dance very well in that hideous mass of cloth."
Shin scowled at the comment. "Yeah, you're right. I'm changing out of this for sure. I shouldn't have listened to Kei's suggestion. Looking mysterious was a stupid idea."
"I'll say. Get in there and have some fun now," Hayate said with a slight smile on his face.
The smile took Shin by surprise. It was warm and kind...and rare. "I will. Thanks. Have fun too." Shin waved bye and entered into the large halls.
"I will." Hayate returned to his duties, waiting for time to pass. He could hear the music starting up in the main concourse.
It's too quiet tonight. I guess I have the guardian angels to thank for doing their jobs too.
Kei only ran into a few drifting minor demons that took a mere instant to destroy. He found it extremely suspicious that there weren't more lurking in the land. The only explanation was they were all gathering at the ball.
"I'll only head back if they call. I guess make more runs around the land."
I know he'll show up at her ball. Haidhis wouldn't miss her spirit. But would he be foolish enough to attack with all the Angel Knights protecting her? He can't be that strong.
"Miss Himeno? Your father requests your appearance in the main hall."
Himeno ignored the voice coming from the the other side of the door. All she could do was stare distastefully at the dress hanging on the mannequin.
Makoto knocked on the door. "Miss. I'll be coming in to bring you down then." He lifted the key to her room out of his pocket.
"No you can't!" Himeno cried out. "I'm still changing!" She frantically dove under her bed.
Makoto didn't heed to her call and opened the door to her room. "Miss. How can you still be changing? It's been well over an hour since the start of your preparation. You are making the guests wait." He didn't see anyone in the room. "Himeno?"
She froze underneath the safety of her bed and behind the covers of her sheets. She heard his footsteps approaching to her hideout
This is so embarrassing. I'm hiding under my bed. This is so childish, but I can't wear something like that. That dress isn't fit for someone like me.
Makoto knew where she was. He could hear her tight small breaths coming from under her bed. Plus, the washroom door was opened and she couldn't be in there. He walked towards her.
"I know you're down there, Miss Himeno. Please come out. I do not want to pull you out from underneath your bed."
Himeno did not budge a single inch. "I do not wish to wear that dress. Find me another one."
"I'm sorry. There are no other costumes for you to wear. Your father really wishes for you to wear that one."
But that's the dress mom made for me when I was little. Who altered it to fit me now!
"Yayoi," Himeno muttered. "Only she could do something like this." She scurried out from under her bed. "Bring Yayoi in here. I request her assistance."
"As you wish." Makoto smiled. "I do believe the dress will suit you perfectly. It will make you the center of all attention. And your father has called off all suitors asking for an audience with you. He would like you to enjoy yourself on the dance floor with whomever you wish." He took her hand and lightly kissed the top of it. "I do hope you would honour me with just one dance, my lady."
Himeno reeled her hand back like lightning. The soft kiss on her hand made head dizzy and her heart stop for a brief moment. She could describe it as vampiric, a kiss that lured a prey into submission. "Um, I will be happy to give you one dance. Please find Yayoi as fast as possible." She suppressed her rising blush.
"There's no need! I'm already here!" A bubbly voice rang throughout her room. "Just as expected, you need my assistance." Yayoi confidently stormed in with a bag of accessories and other trinkets. She dropped the bag by the dresser and ushered Makoto out of the room. "Now be gone, I cannot have your eyes lavish the princess before she is ready."
Makoto chuckled. "Will do. I will wait for the chance to dance with you, Princess Himeno." He winked at her before leaving and locking the door behind him.
"Hmm, charming servant isn't he?" Yayoi joked while watching Himeno control her blush.
"I was...just...taken off guard!" Himeno stammered. "It was nothing! Don't start up any of your crazy ideas now."
Yayoi lightly touched the fabric of the dress. "This will look beautiful on you."
"Why did you alter it?" Himeno questioned sharply. "My mother made it for me when I was young. How could you take it and modify it for me? You had no right in doing such a thing, teacher."
Yayoi sighed. "I acted according to your mother's wishes, Himeno. She asked me to fix the dress up for your 16th birthday as she wanted to do for you."
"Mother...wanted to do this for me?" Himeno didn't want to believe it. "Are you lying to me?"
"Oh heavens no! I would not lie on such a matter. Your mother left me instructions before she ..." Yayoi didn't want to finish the sentence. It was sad enough just remembering the final moments with her dearest friend.
"If it's on mother's orders, I'll obey." Himeno began unbuttoning her current dress. "What's in the bag?"
"Jewelry your mother left for you. This is her present for her most beloved daughter," Yayoi said most sincerely with tears in her eyes. "Please have fun tonight."
Himeno eyed her costume again. The details were all there. It was simple with every pearl was in place. Himeno recalled the story of the princess who wore such a dress. The forbidden romance between the Princess of the Moon and the Prince of the Earth and how their love lived on through the millenniums even after their tragic deaths. It was her first and most favourite bedtime story of them all. Himeno remembered the whole story from start to finish, Every sentence was vivid in her memory. Her passion for reading was incomparable with her young age. She could never forget the ending of the story.
And they were united in their new reincarnations. Even without the past, their hearts still found each other. Even with their new names, they were the same person from the beginning. Time could not change their destiny, it brought them together. The second chance that many never received, these two were blessed with. Princess Serenity and Prince Endymion's love lived on for all eternity, their story continually being passed on from generation to generation. Happily ever after never ended.
"Let's suit you up now Himeno, Princess of the Moon." Yayoi's smiled beamed with renewed determination. "And see if your prince shows up."
"Alright, let's do this." Himeno happily obliged, letting go of her resolution. She gasped out loud when Yayoi brought out a wig from the bag.
Mannen kept his laughter to himself. Shin should have known better than to wear his knight uniform to the ball. Aside from the fact that the mask was rather hideous in his opinion, Mannen thought the mysterious man disguise worked quite well...too well. Shin was drowning in a sea of eager females wanting to dance with him. Mannen blamed it on Shin's luxurious long blonde hair. Why the Plant Knight kept it that long was beyond his understanding.
Shin's dizziness increased with each step. He had lost count of the number of ladies who danced with him. The twirls and swaying finally caught up with his stamina. He made pleading faces to Mannen and Hajime to trade duties, but his comrades just gave him the thumbs up and cheered him on.
I really think...I'm going to be sick. I have to get out NOW. Some friends I have...they won't even trade spots with me.
Shin abruptly stopped to apologize for his sudden need to use the water closet, or powder room or bathroom. Somehow he escaped the crazy clutches of his female fans and made a mad dash for freedom.
Mannen wanted to go back into the kitchen to inform Go of the current situation, but had too many drinks to serve. He scanned the dance floor for Himeno. Her arrival was either terribly postponed or something happened to her.
Where is she? She should have been out at least an hour ago. And where's Hayate. He better not have taken her away to guard her for himself. Those Wind Knights always have terrible habits of protecting the Pretear all too well. Mannen mentally slapped himself. What am I getting worked up for? Hayate's not going to do something like that. Not this time. Still, where is he? I haven't seen him all night. Reception was way over an hour ago.
Then he spotted his comrade over by the masters of the house. Her parents were talking with Hayate.
"Huh? What is going on?" Mannen noticed Hayate in a very formal suit with flowing cape on the back. He also wore a white mask that covered only the eyes. The shape curved like two feathers with their tips outwards. "How come he's got dancing privileges?"
More importantly. Why is he conversing with her father? What is Hayate doing?
Mannen was unaware that a pair of watchful eyes was upon him. The darkness lurked cleverly in the light.
"Please go get my daughter, Hayate," Kaoru requested. His wife smiled at the masked young man.
"Oh my, is he the one who decorated and arranged the floral setting outside and laid out the main interior design?" Natsue added with full interest. "Oh my, aren't you a handsome young man tonight."
Hayate could only keep his true feelings to himself at this very strange predicament. He brushed all his weird thoughts to the side and focused on his task.
"Very well, sir. But may I ask as to why you want me to go get her?" Hayate asked politely, "Isn't Makoto her watcher?"
"Ah, but I'm sure you'll come up with a better way to get her out of her room."
Hayate's face was a blank. He had no idea what the man was suggesting. How did he get stuck with taking care of that vicious little brat!
"Hmm, besides you are much more charming than Makoto. You will make a much better escort for our daughter. Plus, I heard that you can handle her aggressive actions. It is much safer with you." Natsue gave the boy helpful hints with a few bats of her eyelashes.
Hayate wanted to refuse. He only agreed to being a part of the ball because of the costume he was to change into during the latter part of the ceremony. It was an outfit he had dreamed of wearing ever since he read that story. It was his mother's most favourite story and it became his most favourite as well.
"Understood." Hayate was about to leave when Kaoru presented him with a rectangular box.
"Take it out and give it to her. Call it a present from you. Girls like gifts, Hayate."
Kaoru's smile gave him the creeps. Whatever in the box couldn't be a good thing. Hayate headed for the stairs and headed towards her room. The mystery item was no longer a mystery.
He...can't be serious. I have to give her this as my gift?
The single red rose smiled at him with its full bloom of petals.
I can't give her this!
He tucked it away into a pocket of his jacket.
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Hmm, what an interesting turn of events. Revenge will be even sweeter when something precious is at stake. I will make history repeat itself in the worse way possible. I can't wait to fill the land with sorrow.
"Himeno, don't be ridiculous. You look perfectly fine." Yayoi smoothed out the ends of the wig.
"I can't believe you made this," Himeno exaggerated. "I can't believe you made this for me. It's...it's.."
"Perfect. You look almost exactly like the Princess, except for the hair colour." Yayoi carefully put the tiara on Himeno's hair.
Himeno looked in the full-scale mirror. She had to admit, she looked very pretty tonight. It was her mother's wish. Himeno smiled at her reflection. "Hmm, I guess you're right. I'm glad this is a one time event too because tomorrow I'll be kicking myself for looking this embarrassing."
There was a gentle knock on the door that interrupted the moment of vanity.
"I'll go get that." Yayoi opened the door and found an incredibly alluring man at the door. His black tux and white mask combination took her breath away in an instant.
"Um, is Himeno ready yet? Her father requests her presence in the main hall," Hayate asked the female in front of him. It was then that he grew nervous about his looks.
"Aiyee Himeno! He's here!" Yayoi squealed in a high pitched voice. "Oh my God, he's here!"
It's exactly like the story. A mysterious man dressed in a simple tux greeted the princess. He charmed the room with his presence and ... Yayoi really felt the limits of her imagination break into endless insanity.
"Stop screaming, it hurts." Himeno turned away from the mirror. "Who's here?" The voice at the door didn't sound like Makoto's.
Hayate cautiously stepped into the room. He caught sight of long white silk trailing the carpeted floor and his eyes moved to meet its adorner. His breath caught in this lungs when he saw her.
"Holy! What happened to your hair, tuliphead!" Hayate hollered in shock. It came out louder than he intended it to be. The worse part was he blabbered them out without even thinking of the consequences.
"You!" Himeno's eyes flared up in anger. "How dare you insult my hair, you jerk!"
Again, he opened his mouth without thinking. "You have a pair of dumplings or meatballs on your head."
The nerve of this guy! Himeno furiously stormed towards him, but tripped from a careless step.
Yayoi watched with great glee as she watched the masked man catch the falling princess. His swift movement caught her easily. Himeno was safe in the arms of her unknown prince. His eyes draw her in. Her perfectly shaped lips opened to speak, but no words came out. It was as if their love existed before the beginning of time.
Hayate acted out of pure instinct. Honestly, he reacted without thinking. His body naturally moved his legs in one quick stride. She fell right into his arms, her body snuggly held up against his own. Her hands spanned on his broad shoulders and her head leaned into his chest. His arms wrapped around her back, comfortably gripping her waist. His legs stood firm, supporting her trembling ones. Their position lasted for a few mere seconds.
"Pervert!" Himeno pushed Hayate away and threw a quick punch at him.
Hayate easily dodged her reckless strike and took a few steps back. "Sorry, I didn't mean to...insult your hair. I couldn't help it. It just looked so funny." He tried hard not to laugh. "I'm sorry, Himeno."
Himeno raised a questionable look at him. "You truly sorry?" Wait...he called them a pair of dumpling or meatballs. No way... Himeno gave him a stern look that threatened his well-being if he wasn't sorry.
"Yes, Himeno." He unknowingly smiled softly at her.
I can't believe she looks like that. Mother, I want to laugh my heart out. It's just like from your favourite story.
Himeno straightened herself up. She patted down the folds of her dress and looked at Hayate. She had been too angry to pay any attention to his outfit. He literally took her breath away. She couldn't describe the tingling feeling in her body. She couldn't remember the last time she paid attention to the male population. He was good...great...gorgeous? How was one to describe 'eye candy at its best?' Himeno said nothing.
Hayate folded his arms across his chest. "Well, are you going to come down yet or do I have to forcefully drag you out of your room?" Hayate grew impatient. "Are you always this slow? And where's your mask?"
All those positive thoughts about Hayate quickly disappeared. Himeno glared at the good-for-nothing-except for looks-jerk standing before her. She made a mental note to pull out some special karate moves on him tomorrow when she didn't have to be in such a fancy dress. Himeno held her head high and walked past him. "I'm not suppose to wear one. Well, are you coming?" she haughtily asked and held out her arm for him to take.
Hayate said nothing. He kept an unwavering gaze on her eyes, trying to figure out the girl. Himeno was an enigma he wanted to know more about. Wordless, he looped his arm through hers and led them out her room, leaving Yayoi in her fantasyland. Himeno glanced back at her teacher and smiled. They walked in silence until Himeno decided to speak up.
"Hayate, why are you dressed up as well?" Himeno fumbled out in curiousity. "I mean, you don't look like the type to...dress up. No offense or nothing."
"Your father forced me to join in after all the garden work I did for him. He insisted that I...dance with the ladies." Hayate blushed lightly as his answer.
Why did I say that! Idiot! That came out so terrible. Dance with the ladies!
Himeno stopped walking and laughed, "I can't believe you got suckered into father's fantasyland. I feel sorry for you." Himeno dopily grinned. "Dance with the ladies. I bet you don't even know how to dance."
Hayate felt her aura shift. It was stable before he entered the room, flared out in all directions when he insulted her hair and finally it settled into a fuzzy warm and soft state. She was as she was suppose to be.
Alright, I've got to keep her aura always in this state. No more teasing her and getting her mad. Why is it that I want to tease her anyways! It doesn't make sense even in my mind.
"I was taught how to dance, but I never had the chance to," Hayate replied.
Himeno peered up at his face, trying to make eye contact.
"If tonight is my only chance, then I'll take it...even if I shouldn't." Hayate's eyes met hers. "Even if I don't get to dance, I'll be happy that I tried."
Himeno sensed a deep sorrow just from looking into his eyes. It felt different than that time during their pret. "Don't worry. If my father says that you will dance with the ladies, then you will. He's the kind of person to make things come true, if you know what I mean," Himeno said, trying to encourage him. "If not...I'll dance with you." Her cheeks flushed to a light pink. "Just don't step on my foot and I won't hit you tomorrow."
Hayate was suddenly taken back by her kindness. Her aura radiated perfectly and his spirit wanted more of it. He felt the curse of his celestial body flowing through him. "Thank you, Himeno...my princess," he jokingly added.
Kaoru's eyes fixed themselves to the top of the long staircase. It had taken a bit longer than anticipated, but his daughter finally arrived. Hayate did not fail his expectations and he was much pleased with the results. He watched the masked boy take carefully escort her down the stairs, across the dance floor and to the podium. He noticed that the rose was not given to his daughter.
"Ah, there you are. Your beauty is astonishing, Himeno," Natsue complimented, "She would have been very proud of you."
Himeno twitched at the mention of her mother. "I know she is."
Hayate removed his arm from hers and retreated from the spotlight in a stealthy fashion. Her father was too focused on her to notice him leave. He noticed Mannen signalling him to meet up.
"Himeno! You're growing up so fast! I can hardly believe you're 16," Kaoru wailed happily. "I will announce your arrival now. Your party will officially start as of now."
Himeno tilted her head to the side and found that Hayate had left her side. "When did he...never mind," she murmured to herself. She found herself searching for him amongst the crowd.
Where'd you go? Why'd you leave without telling me? Hayate...
"Yo, what are you doing?" Mannen looked furious. He led them both out into the empty hallway, away from the crowd.
"What do you mean, Mannen?" Hayate looked confused.
"Dressed up like that, I mean." Mannen ran a hand through his messy white locks. "Look, I don't get what you're doing. Are you planning to dance for fun because I don't recall that as your duty. You're suppose to be watching for any signs of his appearance."
Hayate frowned bitterly. "Look. I'm doing this out of her father's request. He wanted me to join in for helping him out."
"Helping him what?"
"Decorating the place. I worked hard for him, can't I get a break?" Hayate sounded annoyed. "It's no big deal if I dress up, is it?"
"Whatever. You're just a young kid anyways." Mannen didn't care too much for the Wind Knight. "I know you've been through hard times and all that, but don't mess this one up. Kei's counting a lot of you."
"Mannen, don't put things that way. I'm trying hard to not screw everything up. I know the situation doesn't look too good, but please that I'm not trying to make it worse," Hayate pleaded to the older angel.
"Hayate. I'm just looking out for you. I worry because you worry. I know you didn't want to ever wake up because of what you've done. Kei forcefully pulled you back into something you never wanted to be a part of anymore." Absolute Zero tossed Eternal Motion a serious look. "I just don't want Kei on hassling on your case."
"Mannen..." Hayate never knew he cared about him. "Are you...going to tell Kei?"
"No. I'm not." Mannen grinned. "I want you to do me a favor though."
"What?"
"Dance with all those fine ladies in there," Mannen cheekily asked.
Hayate's face spoke for him. He didn't quite get the favor.
"You are so dense sometimes. You're dressed for the night so dance the night away. Dance on my behalf. I don't get to the chance to have fun like you do." Mannen smiled. "Go out there and have fun, kid."
"Mannen..." Hayate didn't know how to thank his comrade.
"Geez, you talk too much. Get in there and don't disappoint me. Don't make me repeat myself." Mannen blew some snow at Hayate's face. "Or I'll freeze your pretty wind face."
Hayate didn't like the smirk on his face and nodded. "Out of curiousity, where's Shin? I thought he was suppose to be on the dance floor. Did something happen to him?"
"You probably don't wanna know. And he'll be too embarrassed to tell you himself. It's quite funny what happened." Mannen was about to tell him the details, but Hayate cut him off.
"It's okay. It's probably better off that I didn't know." Hayate gracefully windwalked his way back to the ballroom.
Mannen stretched out his arms and wandered out onto a balcony for fresh air. The cloudless midnight blue sky twinkled with many stars. He spoke out to the heavens.
"Hey God, I hope everything goes well in this generation. I can't stand to lose another comrade. It hurts too much," Mannen whispered out. "And thanks for the full moon in the sky. It looks beautiful."
Himeno gave her first dance to Makoto, much to her father's surprise. Kaoru watched all his guests enjoy themselves. He was pleased that he increased the number of invitations for the event. The atmosphere was filled will laughter and happiness, including love. He spotted Hayate dancing with an unknown maiden and secretly smiled to himself. He was glad he played fairy godmother tonight. The title of fairy godfather didn't quite fit into his liking.
"Himeno's having fun," Natsue commented. She pointed to the bright smile on Himeno's face. "I'm so happy for her. And the dress is absolutely breath-taking."
"Ah, but there will be more to come. Her knight has yet to make his appearance." Kaoru's eyes sparkled with mischief as he took a sip of red wine from his goblet. "He will come for his princess."
"Whatever are you talking about, dear?" Natsue felt as if her husband was up to some trick. "There's no one here dressed up in shining armor unless you..."
"I do. Rest assured. Her birthday will be unforgettable."
"I believe you." His wife stood up. "How would you like to dance with a lady such as myself?"
"I wouldn't trade it for the world." Kaoru stood up. "Let's do."
Hayate's body swayed naturally to the music of the small orchestra. He gently led his partner, his steps perfectly guiding the unknown female. All his movements were graceful and melodic. The lessons he learned as a child were all coming back in this one night. He finally experienced the act of dancing and it was thrillingly fun. Hayate cherished the time he spent with his 5th dance partner. Tonight was the only time he had.
Mother...this seems so surreal. I'm dancing. It's just like you taught me. I'm amazed I still remember how. I'm having so much fun that it hurts. I'm happy...even if I'm being foolish.
Himeno finished her dance with Makoto and looked unhappy. She thought she could dance, but the first dance proved her wrong. She had stepped on his feet a few too many times and he was too much of a gentleman to stop dancing with her. Makoto's mouth was gritted into a smile that concealed his pain.
"I'm so sorry that I'm terrible. It's just that I haven't danced...before...," Himeno admitted truthfully. "I learned, but I never got the chance to practice."
"It's okay, I'll be fine. It was a pleasure to have the first dance with the princess of the palace."
"You are too kind, Makoto." Himeno sincerely hoped she didn't cripple him with her clumsy movement.
"Look, there is another gentleman who wishes to dance with you. He's been waiting. I shall take my leave now. Do enjoy yourself." Makoto bowed.
Himeno thanked him and painfully watched her servant wobble away. She turned her head to meet her next dance partner. He took off his mask for a brief moment to reveal his identity.
"Shin," Himeno gasped. "What are you doing here?"
"To dance with you of course. Shall we?" Shin held out his gloved hand and waited for her to take it.
Himeno happily obliged, but deep in her heart she was hoping it was a different knight. She quickly scanned the room for Hayate and couldn't find him.
"Don't worry. We can't pret unless we have to. I have to force my spirit to absorb yours," Shin whispered to her ear.
"I totally forgot about preting." Himeno looked at his mask. "Your mask looks like a bunch of leaves. And...your costume looks rather angelic."
"I'm wearing my uniform actually. The costume I originally wore was ugly," Shin replied. He twirled her once by the wrist. "Your dress is a magnificent piece I must say."
"Thanks." Himeno wondered why Hayate didn't compliment her dress at all. He made fun of her hair, that inconsiderate jerk.
"Ow." Shin felt her heel slam onto his right foot.
Himeno's face filled embarrassment. "I'm so sorry! I haven't danced before."
"Don't worry about it. I've had plenty of lessons in heaven. I can help you out." Shin was about to tell her the basics of foot movement until he felt another accidental misplacement of her heel onto his left foot.
Himeno shut her eyes. "I..I'm sorry I can't dance." She stopped her feet from lifting another inch off the ground. "This feels so bad."
Shin kept the negative thoughts to himself. The heel felt like a ton of bricks for some reason but acted more like a very piercing nail. "Are you wearing glass heels by any chance?"
"Yes..." Himeno answered sheepishly. "It hurts doesn't it."
Shin nodded in affirmation. "Don't worry, I'll help you out."
"I'll try my best to learn." Himeno redoubled her efforts with great determination. She had always wanted to dress up pretty and dance the night away. It was frustrating to not be able to dance the way she wanted to. To dress as a princess and not being able to dance like one. A long lost dream was making its way into reality.
Mannen took a sip of chilled white wine and lazily watched his two comrades waltz with a fair maiden in their hands. More truthfully, only one of the two was waltzing. The other one was hopping, lopping and staggering. It wasn't before long when Himeno decided to let Shin go and accepted another masked man's offer to dance. He watched Shin hobble over to him.
"Care for a drink? It's pretty good, Shin." Mannen held out a glass of wine. "All chilled and ready to serve."
"You should know that I don't drink, Mannen." Shin took the empty seat next to the cool waiter. "My feet are killing me."
"I'll say. How many times did she step on your feet?" Mannen took another sip of wine. "Besides, at least you get to dance. I'm a little sad so I'm drinking." Mannen grinned and faked his drunkenness. "Don't tell Kei."
Shin leaned back in his chair. "So far so good. Hajime's doing a very good job of entertaining the guests in his little corner. And Go's cooking was better than I remembered."
"And who knew Hayate could dance like that? Talk about Eternal Motion. He hasn't stopped at all." Mannen pointed in Hayate's direction. "I wish I could dance, but I have no body coordination whatsoever."
"Yeah, I never knew he could dance, but I guess that it runs in the wind generation." Shin sighed in resignation. "He's not doing his duty. It's a good thing Kei's out hunting tonight or he'd be in trouble."
"You better not tell on him. Let the little one have some fun." Mannen request sounded almost like a threat and a plead at the same time.
"I won't. His spirit is flowing with such warmth. I'd hate for it to go cold."
"Same here."
Kaoru grabbed him off the dance floor and pulled him away from the crowd. Hayate followed the man into the awaiting change room.
"It's time." Kaoru turned on the lights and removed the manteau covering the armor. "What a miracle that it fits you just perfectly."
Hayate knew that he should have declined the offer to wear it those several days ago. He knew that if he wore it, he would have never wanted to take it off. But it was his childhood dream to don such a fine piece of attire. He remembered the name of the prince who wore it to a magnificent ball, one much the one he was attending.
It's just this one night. I'll never get the chance ever again. Please God, let me have this one night. Let me be human for one night. That is all I ask of you.
"Alright, I will leave you to change. I'll set everything up for you. Poor Himeno needs someone to dance with. The armored boots will save you." Kaoru happily left the lad to himself.
Hayate heard the door click shut behind him. He had caught a glimpse of Himeno's face before leaving. The poor girl was in a near state of tears. Her spirit was devastated from her inability to dance properly. If it was one thing Hayate couldn't stand, it was a girl's crying face.
I'll help her out. She is our Pretear after all. Mother...for one night, I get to be him. It's funny too. Because Himeno is the Princess of the Moon, just like the story. I'm going to be her Prince Endymion, but I'm not going to fall in love with her. I don't want a happy ending in my life...because I don't deserve one. It's cursed for an Angel Knight to fall in love with the Pretear, isn't it...mother?
Himeno bit on her lips as she sat down in her father's chair. It helped her contain the tears the threatened to flow down her pretty complexion. The past hour of her life had been a horrible experience. Makoto was the most fortunate of all her dance partners. Shin tried his his best and her worse came out. She felt guilt for each other gentleman who danced with her out of pity. The night wasn't suppose to turn out like this. She wanted to run away and cry for her crushed dream.
I feel so foolish. I should have never came out. I should have never dressed up so pretty. I let myself down. I'm a terrible princess. Mother...I can never be like you. I can never be admired like you. I'm just a crude.
Suddenly the lights went out. Cries of surprise rang out.
Mannen and Shin rose out of their seats. Hajime quickly rushed to join their sides.
"Is it him?" Hajime asked with his eyes looking out for any signs of Haidhis.
Mannen squinted his eyes in the dark. The assortment of candle decorations dimly lit the room up. "I don't sense him anywhere."
A spotlight appeared around Himeno. She froze in fear as all eyes were cast on her. Her father walked over to her and pat her on the shoulder.
"Don't worry," he whispered. "Everything will be fine."
"What's going on?" Himeno frantically grabbed her father's hand. "Why is the light on me?" She unconsciously gripped his hand in a tight lock hold that was near bone breaking.
"Himeno...let go...you're hurting me," Kaoru whimpered.
She immediately let go and nervously clasped her hands together an let her father carry out whatever he had in mind.
"Ah, I must thank you for all arriving and celebrating my daughter's birthday. Tis been a wonderful night for all, I hope," he loudly announced. The guests gave him an affirming round of applause. The hall was filled with cheers. "Now, the night will end with one final dance." A simple clap of his hand brought forth a large spotlight in the center of the room. People naturally knew what was to come and cleared the area.
Himeno's eyes bulged out at the horror to come. Dance! Dance... Dance! I can't dance! She felt the blood drain from her face. Oh no, this can't be happening. I can't dance in front of all these people and embarrass myself! This is wrong!
"Now will the prince come for his princess?" Kaoru signaled. Another spotlight appeared in the corner of the room.
I can't see his face too clearly. He's too far.
Himeno squinted her eyes to see the figure more clearly. His head was tilted slightly down, his long bangs covering his face. The costume surprised Himeno the most. It had taken her a while to recognize it. It was the same as in the book. She recalled the illustration and blushed at living image in front of her. She felt her heart race beyond control. Himeno forgot about everyone looking at her and looked at her Prince Endymion.
Ha..ya..te? It can't be...can it?
He lifted up his chin when he reached her. Their eyes met in an eternal gaze. Their thoughts were the same.
Just for tonight.
"Are you feeling her spirit?" Mannen excitedly spoke out in a low whisper. "That's some crazy power coming out."
"It's as her spirit should be," Shin replied joyously. "It's so warm."
"Hey...isn't that Hayate walking towards her?" Hajime asked quizzically. "Err...I think we're in trouble now."
Mannen accidentally froze the wine in his glass. "Oh my God...Kei is going to give us hell for this." He cracked a wicked smile. "That is if he finds out...what happened tonight is an absolute secret between all of us."
Shin hesitated. "Why are you so insistent on protecting Hayate? You encouraged him to dance. And now you're making sure nothing happens to him? Why Mannen?"
Mannen's expression softened from his joker face. "Because...it's what Sasame would have done."
Earth's Hope and Blessed Spring said nothing. They prayed for night to end without disaster.
It's so strong. Her spirit is so strong. I can even sense it from miles away. It really feels like she's in love. Kei snapped opened his eyes. He had been mediating on the far hillside, by the outskirts of a local town. In love? It can't be can it. He stood up. No it can't. Because she said so herself. I'll believe in her unyielding will to not want love. Kei paced back and forth, thinking to himself. But it is a ball, isn't it? By some miracle, she could have fallen in love with an unknown handsome young man. Then...she'd no longer be our Pretear.
Kei made a furious flight towards the one night castle to find out for himself.
Must breath. Must calm down. Must not be nervous. Must act normal. Must not step on his foot. Must not get mad if he insults my hair. Must try to be a princess.
Himeno gracefully rose from her seat and walked forward. She placed her hand in his extended hand. He guided her down the podium and into the center of the dance floor. They paid no attention to the people around them. In both their minds, they were playing the part of their character, bringing their story to life. Hayate confidently wrapped an arm around her waist, like he remembered in the illustration. Himeno firmly placed one hand on his shoulder and the other in his hand. She tiptoed and whispered something to his ear.
"I can't dance. I'm going to step on your feet, Hayate."
"You can dance. And I won't let you step on my feet, Himeno," Hayate replied quietly, making the words only meant for her to hear.
She stood back down and he bent his head to whisper something to her ear.
"Trust in my wind, princess. I won't let you fall."
Hayate pulled back for her to see his sincere smile. He hoped it would make her feel better. Himeno smiled in return.
"Moonlight Destiny," Himeno started, "You know the story, Hayate?" she asked, hoping he knew the story as well.
"Yeah...I do. I read it when I was a kid," he answered solemnly. "What's it to you...Serenity or shall I say dumpling-head?" He teased lightly, hoping for a similar response.
"Nothing, you pompous jerk prince of the earth." She stuck out her tongue at him. "Endymion..."
The orchestra began playing their song and they danced.
Just for tonight.
Kei watched from a safe distance, masking his presence from the other knights. He couldn't be more disappointed in all of them, especially Hayate; next on his list was Shin. He watched Eternal Motion elegantly capture the attention of all the guests. Their dance seemed magical. Kei sensed nothing but pure spirit flow from them.
Careless fools, you didn't even think of setting a well to contain the overflow of spirit. Something's going to show up soon if I don't fix this.
Kei held out his staff and channeled all the spirit into it.
Hayate. What are you doing? I trusted you to make peace with her...this is...not what I wanted.
Shall I...interrupt this wonderful evening? The night has been perfect thus far. I haven't allowed a single demon get close to the property. You ought to thank me, Hayate. I will let your dream come true.
A figure quietly slipped out of the main hall and into the darkness. He smiled to himself as the knights were unable to detect his presence during the entire night. He glanced out to the full moon hanging in the heavens.
Prince of the Earth. Princess of the Moon. Just for tonight. I know how the story goes. Both of you will die. But I will ... kill the most precious princess first.
"Good night and sweet dreams, Eternal Motion." His voice was soft and melodic as always. "Just for tonight."
Yayoi's binocular vision saw it all so clearly. Tears of joy streamed down her face. She would undoubtedly pester Himeno for all the steamy details tomorrow in class. She wanted to know everything about this Prince of the Earth that was wooing the Princess of the Moon. How was the feel of his arms? How fast was your heart beating? Did his eyes pull you into the depths of a forbidden world? Did he sweep you off your feet with his unmatched charms? What endearing words did he say to you? What did he smell like? Was his hair silky and shiny or soft and smooth? Did he offer to take you to another world where he'll make all your wild fantasies come true? Yayoi continued conjuring the endless list of questions as she watched the two dance.
"He moves...like a breeze through the fields of sunshine," Yayoi dreamily began. "And she is like the wildflower carried in its ceaseless dance over the green of the earth. Past the rivers, the hills, even through the quiet forest. The wind never lets her out of his gentle and loving arms. She is safe as long as she's with him."
Poetry eloquently flowed from her experienced lips, unwritten but forever embedded in her memory. The moment would last an eternity through her words.
'Endymion caressed Serenity's cheek, his dark eyes refused to leave the sanctity of her bright eyes. His face spoke of such longing and his body held hers with a denied desire. He was forbidden to enter her kingdom for the conflict between their worlds was rising.'
Hayate pulled Himeno towards him after a full twirl. "The night is ending my princess," he recited.
'Serenity shed a single tear that shone greater than any diamond. Her eyes filled with sorrow at their impending departure. She reached up with her trembling fingers and caressed his cheek.
"There is no other fate, but to part ways," Himeno answered perfectly from the text, "Why must our time together end so soon?"
'He guided her fingers to his lips, where he bestowed a kiss on her soft flesh. She fluttered her eyes shut as she took in the small warmth. Endymion gently pulled her head towards his chest; he cursed his armor for blocking the beating of his heart.'
"Because our fate has been decided for us since creation," Hayate murmured into her hair. "There is but one fate for us, my princess."
'The music stopped. Their dance was over, but their bodies refused to part just yet. A cruel fate awaited them both. War would not give love a chance to hope. The Prince of the Earth had to return home before he was declared a traitor by his world. Serenity professed her heart's wish for his return to her.'
"I...," Himeno began slowly. A flash of light blinded her as all the lights were turned on. "I...AHHHHHHHHHH!" she shrieked right in front of his face.
"Holy tuliphead! Why'd you scream like that for!" Hayate yelled back to her face.
Realization of what transpired during the past half hour dawned upon her. "What...I can't...no...dancing...this can't be...no..ewww, damn pervert!" Himeno panicked and punched Hayate in the face, sending him sprawling a few meters away from her. "Get away from me!" By now, her face was bright red with a bewildered look. She couldn't believe she had danced with that guy.
Kaoru hastily announced the end of the party. It had ended much differently that what he had hoped for. The princess had pummeled the prince in a terribly mortifying manner and all the guests were just as surprised as he was. He watched Hayate pick himself off the ground and glare menacingly at his daughter. So much for his fairy Godmother plan.
Himeno looked uncomfortably at Hayate. What did I just do! I don't believe it! I hit him again! This...is...all his fault! Why was he dressed up like that anyways! What was that jerk doing? Acting all... Why did I punch him? I was...just...scared.
Hayate read her eyes. She was sorry...and stupid. Forget it. The night's over. Go back to being an angel, Hayate. His eyes clouded over with pain and sadness, his answer to her thoughtlessness. Swiftly, he made his way through the crowd and exited the ceremony, leaving Himeno unable to apologize.
"Alright, thank you very much for attending. I hope you all had a wonderful night." Kaoru said to the exiting guests. They left him wishes and good blessings for his daughter's future. "Do take care of yourself. I'm glad you enjoyed the food."
His wife stood by him as she saw the guests out. Natsue was full of curiousity as to where Hayate went. He had left in such haste that she did not get the chance to thank him for dancing with her stepdaughter and she didn't know if she would ever see him again after the dreadful parting. It almost broke her heart if he never returned. Himeno's serene and joyous face depended on it.
"Do you know where Hayate went?" Natsue asked her dearest.
"No, but I'm sure Himeno will figure something out. She owes the lad an apology. I think she'll find him somewhere. He can't be far, he's still in the costume I lent him," Kaoru answered, masking any presence of doubt, "He better return it to me or else..."
"Or else what?" Natsue gently laughed at the thought. "You'll do what, dear?"
"I won't let Himeno marry him," he replied sternly, surprised at his answer. "I won't have her marrying a thief."
Natsue giggled. "Dear, you say the strangest things."
"I know... It's alright. If he wants to keep it as a souvenir for tonight, I'll let him have it. It was never mine to begin with."
Kei found the lone angel in company of flowers. After scolding the other knights, all except for Go, Kei went to find the remaining one. It had not been all that difficult a search. Flowers, roses to be precise, had always been Hayate's quiet friend. After all, they were his mother's favourite kind. Kei watched the knight admire the full bloom of roses under the ethereal moonlight.
"I'm really an idiot. What was I hoping for anyways, mother?" Hayate sighed, "Now it's all over. I knew the fun wouldn't last and that it would only end up hurting me, but I still did it. I became your favourite prince, mother. I tried to be valiant, romantic and a gentleman towards her...but I'm no good, am I? I'm not like father." Hayate felt the darkness in his heart eat at his sadness. "I tried to make peace with the Pretear and I failed. Maybe I shouldn't have pretended to be someone I wasn't."
Gracious Light decided to scold Eternal Motion tomorrow, when he was in a better mood and out of that costume. Kei left to find someone else.
"But it was fun, mother. Being a human is a wonderful feeling. I can see why it's so important to protect all of them. Their short lives are so precious to protect."
Hayate took out the rose hidden in his cloaking cape. "If I had given her this, would the night have ended differently, mother?"
"You should go talk to him. He's just out in the back garden, where all the roses are. Clear the misunderstanding up so we can get back on track. I know you didn't mean to hit him in front of all those people, but I'm guessing you were overtaken by the feeling of revelation to find yourself dancing with him."
Himeno nervously took uneven strides to the back garden. The Light Knight had found her hidden in the dark corridors of the mansion, where she had run off to after embarrassing herself in front of all those guests. Her unlady-like manner was indeed a sight for sore eyes.
"He didn't mean to dance either. I'm sure he was just as surprised as you were. Especially when you were dressed up like that. I bet he never would believe in a million years that you could display a sense of femininity. You sure gave him a new impression of yourself. Now, if it's not too hard, I would like the both of you to get along. The battle with Haidhis will begin and I don't want either of you at each others' throats before we defeat him." Kei smiled at her with utmost sincerity.
"I'll try my best, Kei."
"Thank you. I must be off. I have other matters to attend to."
Himeno reached the end of the dimly lit hallway. This part of the mansion was off limits to everyone except the Awayuki household and members. The moonlight reflected off his armor, adding to his angelicism.
"Hayate," she called out to him boldly, getting his attention. She took a few steps down the cold staircase.
The wind stopped moving for a brief second. Hayate turned to the source of the voice. Himeno stoop atop of the marble staircase, which led to the garden. The night sky did not darken her white silhouette. He said nothing. His expression was clearer than glass, reflecting his willingness to forgive her.
"Himeno."
She slightly trembled at the sound of her name and stumbled forward, tripping on her dress as she did. The next few seconds of her life seemed to have never happened. Everything was a blur as she stared into the face of her rescuer. Both their breaths were uneven and ragged. Hayate lay with his back against the cold stairs, with Himeno lying on top of him and in his arms. A chilling night breeze passed by. Her wig was sprawled at the bottom of the staircase and her short hair blew softly across her face.
"I'm sorry, Hayate. I didn't mean to hurt you," Himeno said bravely, not letting her fear get to her. "I'm sorry."
Hayate rested his head on the cold marble, unwilling to meet her gaze. "It's okay. I know. I'm sorry too, okay. I didn't mean to act like such a prince, but I got carried away. I probably deserved the punch for confusing you."
"No, I was wrong. I shouldn't have hit you, that was just plain wrong of me," Himeno opposed. "You were a perfect gentleman all night. Well except for the part when you insulted my hair, but I mean, you danced with me. You helped me dance properly...I'm..." Himeno fumbled for the words to explain her feelings. "I'm happy. I mean, I'm thankful for your help. I didn't think I could dance, but I did. Thank you, Hayate." Himeno lightly rested her cheek against the his chest armor. "I had fun tonight."
Hayate lifted himself into a sitting position, removing his hands from her. His eyes went to the moon. "Your father told me about your mother."
"He what!" Himeno cried out. "I don't believe it!"
"I understand, Himeno. Because my mother died when I was your age as well." Hayate let the silence between them grow for a bit. "Tonight...I tried to become my mother's favourite story character. Prince Endymion from Moonlight Destiny. She loved the story and read it to me whenever she found time. She was the one who taught me how to dance. I'm sure she wanted me to dance with you."
"Oh...," Himeno began, "So...that's why you were nice to me. Was it because of the story? Because I was dressed up as Princess Serenity?"
"I don't know. But I know we have to stop fighting. You have got to stop punching me whenever you feel like. It hurts." Hayate rested his eyes from the moon to Himeno. "How about a truce? Let's say we forget what happened between us and start fresh."
"I agree to that. I'm Himeno and I'll be your Pretear in the upcoming battle." Himeno flashed a wide smile and held out her hand.
"I'm Hayate, Wind Knight of Eternal Motion. I promise to protect you from the all the darkness." Hayate placed a red rose in her hand. "Happy birthday."
The two started their truce by talking about their most favorite person, who was no longer living in the world, but in their hearts. Both mothers peacefully watched from the heavens her child enjoy the little moment on earth. Time was so short, yet lasted an eternity.
His lips left hers after one passionate kiss. The nameless maiden went limp in his arms, her life spirit completely drained into darkness. He would carry her to the center of town and place her body for all to see, especially for the knights to find. He licked his lips and brushed his drifting white silver locks to the side.
"Delicious as always. The first kiss always tastes the best."
Author's Notes: Proofreading this chapt was hell, I gave up on the third read through. I'm going to keep people in suspense for a few more chapters. Hmm, a quick comment about what Kei said. "Why do they fall in love with the wind, anyways?" He's referring to past Pretears in the Angel Knights history...oh yeah, there's a twist in here somewhere. Hayate has a truly special story to tell later on.
I must say, this chapt was extremely challenging in terms of what I had to accomplish. I don't dance so my terminology sucked. I borrowed characters from Sailor Moon and somehow managed to mix it in decent enough (Note how these leading bishounens insult the hair of the girl they fall in love with...what is with guys making fun of the girl they like?). The titles of each knight took some creative thinking. I still feel a little bad for not giving Go and Hajime enough spotlight. I swear, I could have kept writing more because this is such an awesome chappie XD. I gave up on making Haidhis interfere and made him a nice guy for the night.
Disregard the relative ages I gave them in chapter 1 notes. My equation didn't seem to work out and I ended up making some random numbers up. I neglected some very important 'schoolwork' for this and I'm so happy that I managed to finish it XD.
Disclaimer: Naoko Takeuchi owns Princess Serenity and Prince Endymion from Sailor Moon.
