Karin: Yay! Drabble four! Drabble four! Drabble four! Thank you so much for your support on this story everyone! Here's an update as a reward.

Title: Of Tea and Chainsaws
Rating: T
Paring(s): Hime/Hiro and maybe Reiri/Riza
Genre(s): General
Note: Fluff coming your way.

Disclaimer: Me owning Princess Resurrection? Of course not!

Of Tea and Chainsaws

Theme Four: Waltz

By Karin Ochibi-chan

This without a doubt was probably the most embarrassing moment of his life. Yes, no doubt about it. In all his fourteen years of living, he was sure his face wasn't as red as this.

"You can't dance? Seriously?" Riza questioned him as they were all eating dinner. Everyone's eyes were on him as he squirmed in his seat begging the floor to come to life and swallow him whole.

"Well, it isn't like I had any reason to learn…"

"Yeah, but not at all? Jeez, Hiro, that's a huge achievement. Although, you are pretty clumsy so I guess it really isn't that much of a surprise." Riza said.

"Ah Hiro, but dancing the waltz is one of the things a gentlemen must know. I mean, how can you ever expect to sweep a lady off her feet if you can't even waltz?" Reiri questioned him as she drank tea next to Hime. "Isn't that right, Hime-sama?" she asked the quiet blonde. Hiro anxiously looked upon his master wondering what she would say.

"That's right." She agreed plainly without any zeal or enthusiasm as you would expect someone to use if they were trying to get a point across. "It's commonly known throughout the royal court that dancing is something you must know for political parties or other celebrations." Flandre gave off a "Fuga" like she was agreeing with her mistress while she looked at him. Hime then took another sip of her tea as Hiro bowed his head at her bluntness.

"Hiro, would you like me to teach you how to dance?" his older sister Sawawa asked excitedly. "After all, if you're going to a dance, then you should be able to dance, right?"

"But, I wasn't planning on—"

"Ah, maybe you would like me to help you with dancing, Hiro?" Reiri suggested with a seductive smile.

"Like hell you can teach him! He's better off with someone else!" Riza growled at the vampire. Reiri gave her a sour look and a raised eyebrow in skepticism.

"Oh? I wasn't aware dogs knew how to dance the elegant waltz." Reiri retorted.

"Shut up you damn vampire! You're anything but elegant!" Riza yelled at the raven haired girl.

"Flandre, more tea." Hime commanded completely ignoring the current dispute. Flandre complied wordlessly.

And that was how he ended up in his current predicament with Riza, Reiri, and his older sister teaching him in their own way how to waltz. None of which succeeding or even coming close to succeeding.

It seemed Hiro was way too embarrassed to do anything right and the fact that Riza and Reiri's constant disputes did not help the poor boy much. Sawawa was okay, but she's just as clumsy as Hiro and plus she was way taller than him and it made it kind of awkward to be close proximity at height with her, erm, assets.

And so the lessons ended without any succession whatsoever to Hiro's relief. It didn't really matter to him since he wasn't even planning on attending his school's dance. He had tried to explain that to his "teachers" many times, but it seemed as if he was constantly ignored. Funny because the whole lesson was supposed to be centering around him.

As he walked along the hallways, he came across the door to the outside balcony/parlor open. Interested, the middle school boy approached the doors and peered outside.

There was Hime sitting at the circular table sipping her tea. Flandre was not with her making Hiro conclude that the little android was asleep in the basement attached to her machine.

"Hime? Have you been out here this whole time?" he asked when he stepped outside. She simply sipped her tea not bothering to reply. He stood there awkwardly while his master seemed to enjoy being in her thoughts rather than make small talk.

"Hiro, would you like to learn the waltz?" she questioned him all of a sudden making Hiro jump and looked at her with a perplexed expression.

"Erm, well, I actually wasn't planning on going to the dance anyway, Hime, so…" he trailed off nervously. However, Hime only looked upon him with her usual blank stare.

"With that attitude, you'll never sweep a woman off her feet, Hiro." Hime stated bluntly making Hiro bow his head in hopelessness at her lack of consideration towards his feelings with her words. She was Hime after all…

"Yeah…" he muttered not really caring, but felt he needed to voice something anyway. It was only after a few seconds when he noticed his master standing in front of him and beginning to position his hands—one on her waist and the other intertwined with her own—that the boy couldn't help but turn red at the close proximity he and his master shared.

"Hime…?" he asked her questioningly. Said blonde didn't seem at all affected by the closeness like he was. In fact, her face with the epitome of cool and composure letting Hiro unable to know what she is thinking like usual.

"You first take two steps forward." she instructed with her other hand on his shoulder. Then she tugged him slightly forward making his stumble at bit while she steeped back. "Then you take two steps back while I step forward." Hime told the boy and proceeded to do so. Uncertainly, Hiro followed along.

As they continued this monotone waltz, Hime's face stayed the same as she calmly instructed him on what he was supposed to do. On some points she bluntly critiqued him, but not in an angry voice. Keeping the same tone with critique or even a little praise, Hiro felt more relaxed with himself as he slipped into a comfort zone holding Hime like this.

He spun her a couple of times gently and then brought her back to him. To be honest, inside he was shocked Hime knew how to dance so well. She didn't seem like the type of person to be interested in that sort of thing so it never occurred to him she had specific talents outside of weaponry.

But then again, Hime was a princess. She was royal. Surely there must have been some requirements and procedures she had to learn besides fighting if she were to succeed the throne. While he couldn't really picture her learning the waltz like himself right now, Hiro knew that Hime looked upon those teachings as a useless agenda like everything else that associated with becoming queen.

"The male should be the one leading, Hiro." Hime brought him back out of his musings with her comment.

"Really? Erm, are you sure you want me to lead, Hime?" Hiro asked nervously. He didn't want to think what Hime would do if he stepped on her toes by accident. As if reading his mind, Hime replied.

"If you step on my toes, I will simply have to throw you off the balcony to make sure you've learned your lesson not to do it again—whether by accident or otherwise."

This statement caused the male to gulp. The scary thing about it was that Hime really would throw him off the balcony if he did that. They both knew he'd live so it wouldn't matter.

And with that, Hiro began leading. While it wasn't as smooth as when Hime was leading at first, they gradually slid into a perfect waltz. It was elegant yet simple. Serene yet overwhelming. Slow yet precise. These were the thoughts in Hiro's mind as he led his blonde master in a silent waltz.

It was complete grace and peace.

Soon after a few turns, the waltz had ended. Hime easily detached herself from him without any embarrassment or bashfulness like himself. The brown haired boy looked inquisitively at her retreating form into the house.

"Are we doing this tomorrow?" he asked her. He didn't know what compelled him to say that, but he felt like he needed to say it. Hime simply flipped her hair over her shoulder and answered with a light chuckle.

"It's the male who invites the lady to dance. Not the other way around, Hiro." with that she went inside ready to retire leaving him to ponder on her words.

And the next night when she sat at the table outside with her tea, he returned again. This time holding out his hand to her in invitation.

"Would you dance with me, Hime?"

Karin: There's drabble four. Hope you guys enjoyed it. Reviews, as always, are highly appreciated. Thank you very much.

See ya Next time!

Replies for Reviews from Chapter Three:

XPFLX (couldn't spell out whole name because computer wouldn't let me. Sorry)- That's actually going to be another drabble in the future. And the "Fuga" thing is from the Japanese translations. The "Hooba" thing only is in the English, DelRey publishing, but the actual translations are either "Huga" or "Fuga"

Himewolf398- lol, yes Hime is one crazy person, but that's why she's awesome. Yeah, I felt bad for Hiro at first too, then I found myself laughing at what I wrote at the end. Oh, and I love your avatar by the way. It's one of my favorite Hiro/Hime pics.

Omegarulesall- Thank you. Hope you continue to like this story.

Hiba~Cha!- Thanks. I thought he was adorable too (smiles).

MeatBomb- Awww, thanks (smiley face).

King- meh, don't worry about it; I forgive you. Glad you like the story so far.