The next few days, Dusk found himself really thinking about the Ball. Normally he would just come in for a couple minutes to find out who had broken the code, which is really why the Ball was established, than leave. A couple times he didn't even get dressed up. But this time, he found himself thinking about Isara.

Was she going? And if she was, would she end up with that creep Moloch? That thought disturbed him to no end for a reason he didn't know so he made up his mind. He picked up his cell phone and called Isara. She picked up after a couple rings.

"Dusk?" she said. "What is it?"

"Isara," Dusk said. "I was wondering. Have you made up your mind about going to the Ball yet?"

"Yeah. I've decided to go. Are you going?"

"Actually yes. And I thought that, since you are going as well, maybe we should go together."

"Sure. That would be great."

"Good. I'll come at seven."

It was a few days before the Ball and Dusk was in his house when he heard a knock at the door. He answered it and couldn't help being pleased to see Isara.

"Isara," Dusk said. "What are you doing here?"

Isara shrugged. "Bored."

"Ah."

Dusk let her in and they went upstairs to the living room, sitting on the couch for a while to watch TV. At one point, Dusk left the room and when he came back the couch was moved away so that there was a larger area in front of the TV. He raised an eyebrow at Isara, who was standing in the middle of the room.

The female vampire lifted a remote and turned on the stereo, music drifting out of the speakers.

"You're going with me to the Ball," Isara said. "I wanted to check out your dancing and make sure you won't be stepping on my toes all night."

She held out her hand and after a moment, Dusk took it. He pulled her closer and placed his other hand on her waist while hers went to his shoulder. They danced across the room, graceful and silent. Isara was good, Dusk had to admit. She was quick and light on her feet, moving perfectly with him.

"How am I doing so far?" Dusk asked after a minute.

"Well so far you haven't stepped on my toes," Isara said. "So I would say pretty well."

"Good." Dusk spun her under his arm then brought her back in. They danced until the song ended and Isara turned off the stereo while Dusk put the couch back in place. Once the room was back to normal they sat down on the couch and went back to watching TV.

….

Dusk stood in front of his mirror, looking over himself one more time. He had taken a shower and dressed in a black suit. His boots matched his clothes and his hair was combed back in his usual style. He put some syringes in his pocket then got a taxi to Isara's apartment building. Climbing the steps quickly, Dusk got to her door and knocked; Isara answering after a couple minutes. Dusk stared.

Isara was beautiful. Her dress was long and flowed to the ground, leaving one shoulder bare. Her hair was curled and fell in waves down her back, framing her face which had a small amount of make up making her blues eyes stand out.

"Dusk, Dusk."

"Huh?" Dusk realized that Isara had said something.

She smirked. "I said are we going?"

"Um yes. The taxi is waiting."

Isara nodded. "Let's get this night over with then."

The place was packed. Vampires were dancing and talking and drinking. All of them were dressed in dark clothing, milling around and having a good time. Moloch and a group of his pack were laughing at one side of the rooms they steered clear of that area and went somewhere quieter.

Isara raised an eyebrow. "So, what do we do now?"

Dusk shrugged. "I don't really care. Any preferences?"

Isara thought for a moment. "Dance?"

Dusk took her hand and led her out into the middle of the room in response. They started out like they had few days earlier, with Dusk holding one of her hands while placing his other on her hip while Isara laid hers on his shoulder. Their gazes locked and held as they glided across the floor, not missing a step.

As they danced, Dusk looked at her blue eyes and realized that the color was only a few shades lighter than his own were. Her skin was pale like his and her hair was as black as well, framing her face. She had high cheekbones and her lips were a soft pink. Wait, why was he looking at her lips?

Dusk shook his head, clearing the odd thought out of his head.

"Something troubling you?" Isara's voice made him look back at her.

"No," Dusk said spinning her. "Just thinking."

"Ah."

She didn't pry. He liked that.

Suddenly the song changed, to a slower song. Isara took the shift easily however, and moved her hands to his shoulders. He put his other hand to her waist. They swayed to the music, eyes still locked. Then, after a couple minutes, Isara laid her head on his shoulder.

Dusk was surprised to say the least, but didn't push her away. He even kind of enjoyed it. They stayed that way until the song ended and Dusk led her off the dance floor. He started to say something but was interrupted when another vampire came over.

"Hello Dusk."

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