A/N- I cannot believe this story has earned 14 awesome reviews! Just as a side note, I've edited a few things in the past chapters to make it flow a bit easier while reading. I don't expect anyone to go back and see the changes, but I just wanted to point out that I did. If something isn't flowing right, feel free to alert me of it- I didn't realize how hard it was to get through.

Without further ado, let's bring on Electricity, Ice, and guns!
Banquet Hell:


"Let's get this over with. BK-201, shall we?" November asked. He glided over to the door and pushed in a button that Misaki could have sworn was not there before. As soon as the door was activated, a fast paced tune streamed forth, filling the entire room. The Banquet Hall was lit solely by the myriad of stars whose light filtering in through the glass paned ceiling. They twinkled beautifully in mockery of the contractors they represented...
November made his way back to the center of the Banquet Hall and, being the gentleman he was, extended his hand for Hei to take.

Hei looked at the gesture- his disgust hardly concealed beneath his mask- and ground his teeth so hard he felt his jaw might snap.

He was going to KILL Huang.

Imagining Huang wriggling on the ground due to a certain electric shock gave Hei the distraction he needed to accept November's hand.

Forget about Banquet Hall, this was Banquet Hell.

November immediately pulled Hei closer than the 5 foot distance Hei would much rather have preferred, causing him to unconsciously stiffen. But under the circumstances, no one could really blame him. Not even November, who, as a contractor, could not help but feel extremely awkward at the outcome of events. Sure, he was expecting to meet BK-201, he was also expecting a musical door, and running into Misaki- but perhaps adding it all together had somehow slipped his mind.

Returning to their current situation, a new issue arose:
The girl in the dance would usually have their hand on the boy's shoulder and the other in their partner's hand…So who was going to be the girl?

The two contractors still had their hands linked, their chests facing each other as the same thought seemed to infiltrate their minds. Honestly, didn't the Black Reaper know how to dance? November thought with amusement. Perhaps he'd teach him…Taking the initiative, November made a grab for Hei's shoulder with more force than was really necessary. No way was he going to be the girl!
In quick retaliation, Hei sent him an electric shock with an especially high voltage concentration, while keeping his mask diligently trained on November's face. The MI-6 agent winced slightly with a twitch of his eyes, but remained composed for the most part.

Well, Hei was going to be the girl it seemed. Disgustedly, he rested his gloved hand on November's waist, and decided to burn his gloves the next chance he got.

Misaki.
Misaki inconspicuously wandered towards her handbag and pulled out her gun. Now where was she supposed to put it?
Sighing, she went back to watch how the two were progressing...
What the Hell was going on? Perhaps she should leave this out of her police report...

November.
I only wanted to dance with him, and there he goes- he shocks me! Having thought of an idea, November's blue pupils flipped to red causing ice to form where the Reaper's feet were. Hei easily dodged these with graceful maneuvers. Oh how he wished to return the deed with a giant electric shock, but Misaki liked this man, and it wouldn't exactly help his image if November died on his account.
"Truce?" Hei proposed shortly. November considered him, finally consenting. But not before he slyly aimed to freeze Hei's mask, hoping it would crack apart. To this, Hei classically stepped on his foot, and gave him one last warning jolt to make his perfect hair stand on end.

Misaki.
BANG!

"Hey, stop it you two! You made a truce, didn't you?"
The two men looked at her stunned, then looked at eachother- Who gave her the gun! If they did anything that displeased her, well BANG!
"Of course, Misaki!" November reassured her with his smooth assuring tone. Obviously notwanting to be on the receiving end of her bullet.

November.
Turning to Hei- "I need to get through this door almost as much as you do. We can fight later." November joked in an attempt to keep his cool and shake off the shock. In any case, at least I'm not holding his waist. Yet, his eyes couldn't help but look down to Hei's attractive waistline and feel a pang of 'what if.'

Hei.
Just you wait, I'll kill you- There is no way I'm letting you live to tell the tale of the Dancing Reaper without paying first. He stared down into November's icy blue eyes, silently daring him to step on his foot- then November would see what his electricity could really do without any holding back. And his hand was so conveniently near his heart- being the girl of the pair did have it's perks.

"How long?" Hei bit out, as he felt like they had been dancing forever. If Mao ever found out about this Hei knew he'd never hear the end. Mao would upload it to his backup server and remember it until...until the world ended.
Mao, back up server, memories of Hei dancing with November- not a good combination.
Thank God, Mao wasn't here- But Yin could be.

Yin!(Currently cracking a broad smile at Huang's hideout. "What is it, Yin?" Huang asks. "Nothing.")

November.

November pulled on a thinking face as if he were analyzing a complicated formula rather than recalling a simple time.

"Not long, I'd say this door requires 2 minutes per round." Hei didn't question November 11's certainty. January seemed to know about the door, and they were both MI6 after all. The police definitely had to up their security.

Misaki.

Misaki stood on the perimeter of the imaginary circle that the two contractors danced around. They did nothing fancy- not that she was expecting them to or was looking forward to any dips or tricks by the two- but their rhythm was superb and their footwork excellent which made up for the lack of interest. I guess it comes with having a killer body and being a part time assassin,Misaki contemplated while sighing, seeing as she was -and had-neither. She watched the two glide along the Hall almost wishing she were there with them- but it would make things just a little too awkward- November, Hei, and her holding hands. No. She was perfectly content in staying where she was...

It was the strangest feeling for the police chief knowing all too well that both contractors could turn around and kill each other on a moment's notice, and yet, here they were dancing for a simple vial. Contractors truly had an odd way of thinking. What was the vial for anyway?

November couldn't help but smile at Misaki looking calculating at them both. The situation was absolutely ridicules and she still had the ability to look on so seriously.

"Don't be jealous, Misaki! You'll have your turn!" November called out to her.

As expected, Misaki's head shot straight up at the comment. Then as she understood what he had been saying, fought to hide a blush that appeared seconds later.

November 11.
Was it just him or did Misaki just blush? She was so cute when she showed emotion! Wait, how could he even say that? He had April! So why was Misaki so attractive when she tried to hide her face?
Perhaps she had feelings for him- or could it be BK-201? Or was she simply so stunned at his comment?

Misaki.
Jealous? Ha, haha...
Oh, she couldn't even lie to herself. How many times had she dreamed about the Black Reaper? Catching him, arresting him, kissing him... How long would she stay up at night just gazing at his star alone? Now for the sake of all three's personal agendas she couldn't even think of dancing with him without blushing like a hormonal teenager.

Then there was the ever charming November 11. She was close to him, she'd admit that. They were the perfect example of how contractors and humans could co-exist. But it was only professional, just for work...
right? She wasn't so sure.

She wanted- dare she think it- she wanted to dance with them both.


A/N-
I don't know much about dances or dancing, so bear with the lack of detail and try to imagine November and Hei doing your favorite dance. I'll give you a minute to think that over...I'm a big fan of November 11 but November/Hei doesn't seem to work with me. However, a dance can't hurt!

Me- "What ever happened to Li and January? That random chapter about January's back story wasn't there for no reason!"

January- "I beg to differ."