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This is an AU where all the schools are their own little countries/kingdom thingies. Like, the Kingdom of Rakuzan.

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Dancing

The town square looked absolutely dashing. Lanterns of all sorts and colors were strung from shop to shop. Stars shined brightly above, almost covering up the feeling of despair. The streets, which were usually full of horse feces and wagon wheel tracks, could be called acceptable. The small gazebo in the center of it all seemed to to glow in the moonlight.

[Name] wasn't really sure what the town was celebrating about. Being the daughter of two farmers didn't allow her to get as much education as the nobles in the heart of the kingdom. Sure, she heard things from the owner of the inn she worked at. However, she had no idea what a "merger between two countries" was. The only country she knew was the one that she lived in, Seirin.

She dusted her dress once more. Wasn't it a crime to wear something this uncomfortable? The pink, frilly monstrosity was itchy in all the wrong places. She was pretty sure that her ribs were suffocating the rest of her organs. [Name] didn't know what was in fashion, but she was pretty sure that the big red bow underneath her cleavage instantly gave the king an excuse to execute her.

"Ohayo, [Nickname]-chin," an oh-so-familiar voice called from behind her. She turned around to face the person. "Ohayo, Mura-kun," she said. He walked up to her, raising an eyebrow. "Did your okaasan make your dress?" he asked. A deep red blush appeared on her face as she nodded sheepishly. She turned her head slightly as not to look at him. This crush that she had on him could be pretty annoying at times.

Murasakibara fixed his bowtie. Observing him from the corner of her eye, she wondered how he was able to get his hands on a decent tuxedo. It obviously wasn't made by his okaasan; the material was too nice for someone in this town to afford.

"You're staring again," he stated, waving his hand in front of her face. The blush intensified on her face. She hadn't noticed that she transitioned from looking at him from the corner of her eye to stareing full on at him. "Sorry," she said quietly.

Suddenly, the band stopped playing, getting the attention of everyone.

"Alright. Now, we will have our slow dancing contest!"

Excited hushed whispers and murmurs erupted from the crowd in front of her. [Name] rolled her eyes. Of course they were. The only reason why most people even came was because of the cash prize from the contest. No one really cared if they actually celebrating something. In a time when a plague had just past and the GDP was at its lowest point, many people didn't celebrate.

A finger tapped her shoulder. She looked up at Murasakibara. "Do you have a partner for the contest?" he asked. She shook her head. "My parents really only brought me here because they needed someone to take them home when they get drunk. Plus, I don't really know how to dance," she said, looking directly at the drunk couple who were dancing wildly.

He took her hand in his. "My older sister taught me to dance. I could teach you," he said. She shrugged her shoulders, trying her best not to blush. "I don't really want to bother you…," she mumbled. He took his other hand into his own. "I don't mind. I want to dance with you, [Nickname]-chin."

The band started to play a waltz. As Murasakibara guided her in the steps, she looked down to make sure that she wasn't going to step on his feet. She felt fingers force her face up. "You shouldn't look at your feet," he said. She nodded weakly.

It was hard to look at him. She knew that she would stare at him if she even took the slightest glance at him. She didn't want him to think that she was being weird. She started to look away from his face and stare off into the crowd. Suddenly, she felt his fingers back on her face and a soft sensation on her lips. [Name] swore that her heart was beating twice its normal speed.

Murasakibara pulled away from her, his face equally as red as hers. He pulled her closer to him so she wouldn't see his blush anymore than she already had. He leaned down to her ear.

"Pay attention to only me, [Nickname]-chin"