Three days had passed. Everyone was getting anxious. Only one knew of who the Prince would be during this wonderful Masquerade Ball. This was Mizuki. Honestly, she now hated that she danced so 'perfectly'. She was to leave the house and get ready. For even the twins were not to know. Not till the big reveal. In which Mizuki had found out, she wasn't even to know of who the Princess was to be. Mizuki wasn't ready for this. She didn't want to do this at all. She was one that didn't like a huge crowd of people staring at her. That and, she was isolated to dance with one person, in which was the Princess. Was Mizuki nervous? No. Was she anxious? Yes. Honestly, Mizuki wanted to get this over with. Move on, and then go to school again on Monday. Yet, here she was heading out. Mizuki knew once this was all over, she was going to be happy. After all she had to dance in front of not only the entire school. She would have to dance in front of the parents of said students.

As the limo pulled up, the male opened the door. Talk about service. Mizuki's hands were beginning to shake. Her crystal blue hues looked out the window, times like theses reminded of her classes learning how to ballroom dance. From the wonderful maid that took her in. Mizuki then sighed as she remember how the maid treated her. With respect and even treated her like Mizuki was her very own daughter. Yet, happiness was not a card that was played in Mizuki's past. After all, she would end up with a family that only would beat her. Thus to get rid of her, they sent her away to some loony bin. Now, Mizuki lived freely. With a different side to her. Which no one knew of, in which Mizuki would never let anyone see. Nor even know about. Wasn't that for the best?


"Mizuki! Oh, Mizuki! It is dinner time. Shall you not partake with your family of this glorious feast?" Camelia asked. Yes, that is correct, the maid was Romanian. "Mizuki, do join us." The female smiled ever so softly. Watching the other female take her place with the family. Everyone began to talk over each other. Finally, Camelia's husband; Constantine spoke,

"Shall we speak now, without mustering over another?" He asked. Looking at his children, he pointed towards Mizuki. "Do speak, my child. How was your day?",

"T'was fine, father. I had not done much. No. Rather I sat upon a rock and began to write. Then mother came to give me paints." Mizuki smiled,

"Ah. Why yes, that sounded like a perfect day for our daughter." Constantine replied,

"Father." Lucian spoke,

"Yes, Lucian?" Constantine asked,

"When will you let me court Mirela?" Lucian asked,

"When you become of age. Her father will not let a boy take to his daughter. After all him and I have discussed the matters of when you shall court her." Constantine smiled. His eyes wandered to his daughter, "Mizuki, should you not be courted?" He asked,

"Father. I am not of age yet. Am I not too young?" Mizuki asked,

"Ah. Alas, one of you get it." Constantine teased his son. They laughed and enjoyed their meal. For this, however, would be the last meal they would ever share together. He was smiling towards his children and then towards his wife. Yet, he seemed lost within his thoughts. For he had done something wrong, and tonight he would regret everything that had been done hours before.

The night turned from laughs and warmth. To horrible chills, with the fire being the only sort of warmth that kept the house at a nice temperature. The father stood there looking at the fire. Though being a male, and some would look down upon what took to the corner of his eyes. His index finger of his left hand took the tear, and wiped the salty sorrow away. "Do forgive me." He whispered, as he took a knife to his throat. Suddenly stopped by a male's voice. He happened to turn around, to see a male standing there,

"Ah ah. You promised. Yet, you no deliver. Oh Constantine, you've done this to yourself." The male stated, as he took a step to the side. A woman appeared before the flame lit room,

"My dear, oh my darling, Constantine. All you had to do was follow the rules. Yet, of course, you pulled what to be a fast little maneuver. Did you not think I would figure it out?! Did you not figure out that I would know of what you have brought into your home?! Where is she?" The female asked with pure anger,

"I do not know of what you speak." Constantine replied,

"Kill him. And his family. Bring the child to me." The female then walked out of the room. She heard gurgling of Constantine's life falling to the blood that had been shed against the floor. The wife's neck was slit in her bed, where she had laid. As for the son, he was stabbed through the heart. Mizuki was no where to be found. In which infuriated the woman. Only time would give her the upper hand. In which she would kill Mizuki. At least she would hope.


"We are here." The male driver stated. "Sir." He looked back towards Mizuki, "Sir!" Finally getting Mizuki's attention, "We are here. This is where you are to be dressed. A white carriage will then pick you up in six hours. Do have fun, sir." He stated. Watching Mizuki exit the vehicle. He immediately drove off without looking back into the rear view mirror.

Mizuki entered the room where two women stood, "Shall we begin?" She asked, with a smirk. She took off her clothes except the white tank top. Luckily for her, the tank top didn't show the bandage that held her breasts down. Mizuki now felt the females pressing a sponge against her lower part of her face. Coating her bottom of her face with white make up, "Wha-" She was cut off,

"Do stay still sire." One of them stated. Now going back to Mizuki. She made sure that she didn't paint over Mizuki's lips. However, they were pretty careful as they slowly slid Mizuki's arms through the black button up shirt, were each button was made of gold. The jacket was to come next. The jacket was an off with a light gold trim, and the cuffs were rolled up. To let the frills of the button up shirt to take the ends of the cuffs. Of course the buttons of the cuffs were too of gold. The length of the jacket went just little lower than Mizuki's butt. The female folded the collar to make sure everything looked well upon the jacket. Of course she dusted away any of the hair that may have fallen. As then tied the hair into a ponytail. Then now looked at the bottom area, "Sire, we do need to get your pants on. Do you mind?" The female asked,

"This is fine." Mizuki stated. She swallowed hard, luckily she did have a strap-on. She knew that she needed to keep the visage of being a male. Her right leg slowly slid into the right side of the pants. As the left was to follow. The pants were black, with gold buttons upon the upper part of the pants. Now came the shoes. Both, of course where black. With a gold buckle. "Is this what Princes wore?" Mizuki asked,

"Yes, but of course. In some years ago. We are getting you an outfit, that is only fit for a Prince. For you are the host of the party. While others will be only wearing tuxes. You shall be wearing this. After all, sire, should you not deserve the best? You are wearing a two-hundred thousand suit." The female stated. Chuckling at Mizuki's reaction, to her was completely priceless. "Ah, now for the mask." The female stopped before the mask on, "Ah. I must tell you. We need to put contacts in. You shall be the only one with piercing blue eyes. Which may I say they are absolutely beautiful." The female stated,

"Ah, thank you. Yet. I rather have my eyes to be natural. No contacts. Can we not have a few people have blue eye coloured contacts?" Mizuki asked,

"Well, certainly. We shall have a few of the parents have blue contacts in." The female agreed. Now the mask took to Mizuki's features. The mask was made of what seemed to be porcelain. The cracks looked so realistic, that the mask looked as there was age that graced the mask. The outer rim of the mask was made of gold. With what seemed to be a sun to take the top. Of course, the female was careful. "Ah, alas! We are finished!" She stated.

Mizuki looked in the mirror. Lets face the facts. She looked really, well, handsome, "Why thank you." Mizuki bowed as the female did a curtsy towards Mizuki, "Do enjoy the rest of your evening. Mizuki stated as she now began to walk out of the room.


Mizuki slowly slid on her white gloves that was to complete the outfit. Now, came the moment she would meet the Princess. She didn't even know who the Princess was. She was honestly curious. She thought that things would go a little more smoothly, if she had found out. Though had she, things may have been less smooth. Depending on who the Princess was to be. Mizuki walked out to see everyone now staring at her, "Oh god, oh god. Don't fall down." Mizuki thought to herself. The female took in a deep breath as she now looked towards her right. In which she was strike in awe. The Princess was just gorgeous. Not knowing how to take this moment, usually by the hand would be nice.

The female was in a beautiful white dress that seemed to poof out towards the bottom. Around the breast area, there was thin steam of a gold trim. The dress was made of the finest material. The female's black tresses flowed perfectly against the dress, which in a way complimented the dress. Her face was too painted white. Her white gloves rose to about her elbow. Finally, the mask was a little different from Mizuki's. Her mask was made of porcelain as well. Yet, only the trim upon the top of the mask was gold. Once at the very top of the mask, beautiful white feathers rested upon the top. What made the Princess even more beautiful, was the perfection of the smile that took the corners of her lips. If the paint was not there, nor the mask, she would be showing a perfectly beautiful pink tint to her features.

Mizuki and the Princess stood side by side. Mizuki's right hand was slightly in the air, and stood straight. The other female's left hand rested upon the top. The began to descend down the 'Vivaldi's The 4 Seasons; Winter - 2. Largo' played. Everyone struck in awe. As whomever was the Prince and Princess. They honestly looked perfect for each other. No one spoke as the two finally took the final step. Once upon the smooth wood flooring, everyone began to clap. The guests were still stunned at the beauty that took to their eyes,

"I do welcome you to this Masquerade Ball. I only wish for you to take part of the joyous of nights. Please, do not fret upon if you do not dance well." Mizuki stopped. With a chuckle she proceeded, "This night is to have fun, not to show off. I once again, do welcome you." Mizuki stated. The Princess linked her arm with Mizuki's. With that, their fingers were intertwined as their hands rested upon each other. Mizuki made her rounds to greet as many guests as she could.


Mizuki now watched everyone begin to dance, well, that was until the Symphony began to play; 'Brahm's Danza Hungara Number 5' Mizuki took in a deep breath. She walked to the Princess. Of which had their palms touching each other. With this done, that began to go in a small circle. To only switch hands, with palms against each other. They continued to dance what seemed to be upbeat for the era that had been seeking. Mizuki knew in only time that they would have to slow dance, in which she was not ready for. Not the least bit. Well, this could also be a sign that she may know who the Princess was. For she had learned that the Princess did not know of whom the Prince was. Mizuki found that idea pointless. However, to the school and everyone else that made perfect sense. Once the song had been played. They heard the announcement,

"Now, we shall let the Prince and Princess take their personal dance." The male voice stated.

Mizuki bowed to the woman that was playing the Princess. As she had bowed, the Princess gave a slow and short curtsy. The song; Liszt: Liebestraum #3, S 541/3, "O Lieb, So Lang Du Lieben Kannst" began to play. Mizuki let her right hand rest upon the lower back of the other female. Her left hand took the female's right hand nearly perfectly. Mizuki didn't want to speak, yet, she felt as if that would calm her nerves. For moments she remained, as they began to glide across the dance floor. Only perfection took the form of the dance. Maybe a dance as if they were upon the clouds hovering about the ground. A world that only consisted of them. Mizuki twirled the female, and soon they were an arm length apart. Mizuki then slowly pulled the female into her arms, and continued to dance to the song that continued to play. This was for the first time, Mizuki was feeling happy. Truly happy. She hadn't cared of whom was playing the Princess anymore. Just the flow of the dance was good enough for her. Their upper torsos began to rock only a little bit. Soon after Mizuki dipped the female, to only bring her back up ever so slowly. Once their hues connected. An instant spark took place. Unknown to Mizuki, she would soon find out who the Princess was.

As the song same to an end, everyone began to applaud the two. For there was only one thing going through everyone's mind, 'They danced so perfectly'. Mizuki now bowed to the female, as if to thank her for the dance. She in return did a quick curtsy. After about ten minutes, people began to converse. With only eyes to watch Mizuki leave the room and take to the balcony. What a beautiful moment. To now end in complete disaster.


The Princess immediately followed the Prince, "My dear Prince, shall you not be dancing?" The female asked,

"What is there to be done now? We have had our dance, have we not?" Mizuki asked. "I don't believe we need to make another appearance till the very end. I shall stand out here. Till I am requested to return into the ballroom. For I have done what was asked of me." Mizuki murmured,

"This is ever so true. Yet, are we not the Prince and the Princess? Should they not see us?" The female asked,

"Lets not. I rather have this fresh air. For it's keeping me at bay." Mizuki mumbled,

"Then I shall I stay out here with you, my dear Prince." The female blushed to just saying that,

"Then so be it." Mizuki replied. She now saw the female shiver a bit, "Here." Mizuki stated. Slowly taking off her jacket to wrap around the shoulders of the other,

"Thank you." The female stated,

"You are welcome." Mizuki replied. "Do tell me, why must we hid of who we are? Why couldn't we just know who we were?" Mizuki asked,

"I would not know." The female stated. She finally took a step towards Mizuki, "May I?" She asked. Her right gloved hand rested upon Mizuki's cheek,

"May yo-" Mizuki couldn't speak, for without a moments notice their lips had now connected. Mizuki rested her right gloved hand upon the nape of the other's neck. Mizuki didn't even hesitate the next part as her tongue parted the other lips from each other. Her tongue began to take on a new dance with the others. Immediately the warmth of their bodies began to intensify. "Please don't be a dream." Mizuki thought. Now with her left arm wrapped around the lower back of the other female's, she pulled her only much closer to her own body. A moan slipped out from both of the partners. Soon Mizuki pulled away, for they were called upon. Now, the big reveal. Oh, this should be fun.


Mizuki and the Princess walked back into the ballroom. Mizuki was nervous to see of whom was the Princess. Of course unannounced to her, the Princess was nervous to see of whom played the role of the Prince. Mizuki and the Princess closed their eyes. They were too take off each other's masks. "One. Two. Three." Mizuki mustered. They slowly opened their eyes, both of their eyes rose in shock. Of whom played the Princess? Mew. Mizuki gritted her teeth, not to cry. Oh, no. In a rage. "You!? It had to be you?!" Mizuki snarled. "Out of everyone in this fuckin' school. It had to be you! The girl that keeps toying with my goddamn heart." Mizuki spat. Her hues began to flare, "I can't believe I didn't figure it out. God, I must be so damn stupid." Mizuki yanked the jacket from the shoulders of Mew,

"I didn't know! Alright! I was picked because of the way I danced!" Mew was now yelling,

"Oh, really. I guess that is why I was fucking picked, huh?!" Mizuki stated, in a rather questioning tone. "I am sick of this bullshit." Mizuki snarled,

"What?! The fact you danced with me?! What tell me!" Mew demanded,

"No! Its the fuckin' fact I fell in love with you. And you ripped out my goddamn heart, Mew! You ripped my fuckin' heart out." Mizuki stated. Then suddenly her eyes widened, as she realised that she just had announced to the entire school. That she was in love with Mew,

"Yo-You l-love me?" Mew asked,

"Yes." Mizuki replied. "Yet, you are with Kaito. I just can do this. I really can't. I don't want to ever speak to you, again." Mizuki stated. She pulled the rubber band that held her ponytail in place. "Goodbye, Mew." Mizuki turned on her heel and walked away,

"How dare you! You walk away from me after telling me you love me! Why didn't you tell me sooner?! Tell me, Tsuki! Were you too fucking weak to tell me!? Huh!? Were you?! Or were you just a fucking chicken?!" Mew was now cursing and yelling,

Mizuki snickered, "No. Its because I didn't know how big of a slut you were." Mizuki stated. She looked at the diva through the corners of her eyes,

"You fucking prick." Mew spat out. She now rushed over to Mizuki and went to slap her. With one swift motion. Mew's wrist was caught, and her lips were stolen. Mew wanted to push her away. Yet, she indulged the kiss. Mew's body grew limp, as she fell to the floor, "Ts-Tsuki." Mew whispered,

"Just leave me the hell alone." After the words had been spoken. Mizuki ended up stopping in her tracks with only four little words, 'I love you too'. Was spoken from the diva. Mizuki could hear everyone murmuring. Which honestly was to be had. Mizuki gritted her teeth, as she now took in a deep breath. To now hear a voice that she didn't recognise,

"You love him!?" Kaito asked through nothing but anger,

"Yes." Mew replied,

"Oh, so when were you going to tell me?! Huh!?" Kaito was beyond infuriated now,

"I don't know. I just knew from the start I was falling for him. That is why Gakupo and I broke up. He had witnessed that I was falling for Tsuki. I couldn't stop talking about him either." Mew responded, "Bes-" Mew was immediately slapped across the face,

"You and Kaito? You fucked my boyfriend?!" Gumi was now part of this ring of drama. People could seriously eat popcorn as the scene continued to unfold,

"Gu-Gu." By now Mew, had nothing further to say. What took part next, was a huge fight between Gumi and Kaito. A damn Soap Opera from the deepest parts of Hell. Mew slowly stood and took the mask. Mew knew this night would only get worse. As she walked past Mizuki, she felt her arm get grabbed, "Wh-what?" Mew asked as she wiped away the tears,

"Come with me." Mizuki demanded. She took Mew outside so they could talk, or maybe argue some more. "Why didn't you tell me?" Mizuki asked,

"I was afraid?" Mew spoke in a questioning tone. "Tsuki, I am so sorry." Mew mumbled,

"Come on, let me walk you home." Mizuki whispered. Mizuki walked with Mew, and now hand in hand. Mizuki knew what was to come of this. Oh, her thoughts were rather negative. But sometimes Fate can surprise someone. We will just see of what the surprise would be for the future of these two. After all, one needs to tell the truth. In which we all know who; Mizuki.