Disclaimer: I do not own No.6 or any of its characters. (I mean, really, does it seem like I do?)
Ah, I finally got to the part I've been imagining in my head for the past few days. I hope you like it as much as I do! :)
Shion felt elated. How he had dreamed of the day he could dance with Nezumi again! To feel Nezumi's strong arms hold him so safely, and to feel his warmth envelope him so sweetly…it was literally a dream come true. Shion had pulled himself so close that he could faintly smell the scent that was purely Nezumi, along with the scent of alcohol on Nezumi's breath. He could clearly see every crease on Nezumi's pale, lovely face.
Well, except for under the milky white mask that covered half of his face, but still… Shion couldn't think of anything better to describe this moment except, well, beautiful. Shion's breath hitched in excitement and he felt as if his heart was going to burst right out of his chest when Nezumi started to move their bodies to the slow melody.
The alcohol must be really getting to me Nezumi thought as he slowly brought himself and Shion into the rhythm of the song. There's just no way dancing with Shion could feel this good.
Nezumi's heart was pounding out of control, and wherever he happened to touch Shion, a shiver of what felt like electricity quickly flew across his body and left a trail of heat in its wake. Shion's beautiful eyes sparkled in the dim, soft candlelight, and he could feel both his and Shion's velvety capes swirling around both of them as they danced.
Nezumi guided Shion with an expert's grace, but was surprised that Shion was following along almost perfectly with very little help from him.
"I see you've been practicing," Nezumi told the other boy with a light chuckle.
Nezumi was startled to see Shion blush a deep crimson and turn his head away, averting his eyes.
"I have," Shion murmured softly. If only Nezumi knew the truth Shion thought miserably as he watched a couple nearby dance. Shion had been practicing his dancing since the day he found out about the masquerade. He had practiced every day when Nezumi was out at the theater, just because he felt this strange, strong need to impress him. But even intoxicated, Nezumi had a certain, elegant grace that Shion could only wish for.
Shion wanted desperately to impress Nezumi, and he didn't know why. This feeling started the day Nezumi returned in his life after those four years, and no matter what Shion did, those feelings of a fluttering chest and shortness of breath wouldn't go away, and neither would the electrifying feeling that coursed through his body when the boy in front of him simply touched him.
Could this be…love? Shion wondered, and turned to face Nezumi again. He felt as if his blush was now under control, and he smiled at Nezumi.
I wish Shion wouldn't blush like that Nezumi thought to himself as Shion looked at him again. His cheeks were slightly flushed from blushing, contrasting against the paleness of his face and making his eyes seem darker, more seductive…making Nezumi think of things that went way beyond a simple friendship.
Don't even go there, Nezumi kicked himself mentally, and tried to focus on the song.
The music got slightly faster, and Nezumi had the sudden urge to spin Shion. He knew it would make Shion happy, and…Nezumi couldn't understand why, but he really wanted to hear Shion laugh, even if for just a few moments.
Ah, what the hell? I'm drunk anyway, Nezumi thought to himself, and spun a surprised Shion. Just like he predicted, Shion gave a small snicker, which turned into a delighted laugh as Nezumi continued to spin the white-haired boy.
The lights ran quickly across Shion's vision as he was spun by Nezumi. God, he loved this! He felt as if he and Nezumi were the only people in the world now. The colors of the women's costumes swirled in a world of dim light and color, which all came to a halt when Nezumi stopped spinning him to look into his eyes.
Shion gazed at Nezumi, his heart pounding. He placed his hands on Nezumi's chest, and could feel Nezumi's rapid heartbeat beneath his fingers.
Is his heart beating as fast as mine? Shion wondered, just as Nezumi's face loomed close.
I shouldn't be doing this Nezumi warned himself as his body moved of its own accord toward Shion. We won't be able to be friends after this...he may not even WANT this….
His heart no longer listened. Taking heed to the powerful emotions raging inside his chest, Nezumi gazed at Shion's sparkling, soft eyes. Without thinking, he leaned in, and before he could pull away, pressed his lips gently against Shion's.
AARG, CLIFFHANGER! DX
I'm sorry about that, but I really need to get some sleep for school tomorrow :(
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