Chapter 8

The Angel and Demon Dance

Ever since that day, I was going a bit crazy. During Thanksgiving break, I'm still sad about my mother's death. They have a funeral for her after Thanksgiving day and invited my friends to comfort me, but I wish Soul was there to comfort me like he did last time. Oh god! I'm thinking about it again. Was it normal for a teacher to comfort a student, like the way he did? I don't know anymore. All I know is the way that Sou... I mean, Mr. Evan hold me as we dance, the way he touch me. Damn it! I have to admit that every time I think about it, I end up...'pleasuring' myself(I just don't like to say masturbate. It's like when I prefer panties as underwear), but I won't admit that I might be in love with him. Crush? Sure. Fantasize about him? Maybe, but In love with him? God! Please, no! I mean, I stopped believing 'in love' since my parent's divorce and made a vow to myself to never fell in love with anyone, ever. Now, everything is different now. He made me different now.

When school starts again, I try to keep my cool together when I see him...until I found out that he will be gone for a while. The substitute teacher give me music sheet to play for the dance and of course, keep this a secret from anyone. Well, except Tsubaki and promise me that she will not tell Black*Star until I'm done playing. I was started to feel lonely since Sou...Mr. Evan's gone. It wasn't the same without him. With him, I feel supported, wanted,..safe. I was alway known as a teacher's pet, but with Mr. Evan, I wasn't sure anymore if I am.

Weeks has passed and there was only three day until the dance. I was in the Death City's Mall to shop dresses and masks for the dance with Tsubaki. She's going to the dance with a low-cut blue dress and heels with a beautiful light blue masks. Since Tsubaki's done finding her dress and mask, she helping me with mine which there's no luck for me at the moment. "I don't like any of these dress. Most of them make me feel like I need to grow out my boobs." I said, frustrated.

"There have to be dress for me in here. You just have to look hard enough." She said as she look through the racks.

"Yeah, but it would take a miracle to find one dress out of these dresses." and that's when I know that miracle works funny ways as I found dress for me. A perfect black dress. The dress was hang next to the fitting room meaning someone left it there and never returned. I walk-up to the dress to see better details on it. It have a bow on the back and black glove aattached to the black see-though fabric on the dress. I remember that I seen black heels when I came in.

"Oh my god. Maka, this dress is perfect." Said Tsubaki as She looked at the dress and I nodded.

"I know and all I need is a mask to match." I noticed Tsubaki made a 'I have an idea' look.

"I think you need more then a mask, Maka." I look at her, confused. "Let's pay for the dress and shoes, then I'll show what I meant." We went to the cashier to pay, then Tsubaki drag me out and went to the different direction. "Trust me. You gonna love this." We ran so quickly, I bump into someone.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't se... Maka? Tsubaki?" I recognize that voice, the voice I miss so much that I can't believe admit it as I look up.

"Mr. Evans? You came back." said Tsubaki with smile.

"Yeah, I just came back today and came here to get my suit for the dance. How are you, two? get dresses?" He said. God, how I miss his ruby eyes and sharp teeth. Damn! What's going on with me?

"Umm... Yeah. We just bought them and now, we're getting the masks, now." I said, nervously.

"Oh, good. And how's music sheet I gave you? Still practicing?" I nodded. "Good, good. Well, it's good seeing you, two and I will see you again, tomorrow. Bye, girls" He waved at us and turned to the opposite direction.

"Bye" We waved back while me: feeling embarrassed. We started walked again and stopped in front of the store's window.

"Come on, look." I look though the window and dropped my jaw as I found something that it's absolutely perfect. "Imagine going in the dance, in Style. What do you think?" she said as I smiled and nodded.

The day has come. The Winter Dance: Masquerade Ball. Everyone in there, all wearing whole and half masks, including teachers and staffs are wearing it. I came in the dance as an Dark Angel. I was wearing my black dress and heels with black 'Angel's wing' and an Face*Lace Beauroque on my face. Everyone's eyes were on me and whispering 'Who's that girl?' 'She goes to our school?' 'She's so beautiful.' I felt like Cinderella, just entering to ball and no one knew it's me since my hair is down. I been asked by guys who I have no interest and never interest with me to dance with them. I alway told them 'No' multiple times and I can tell some of the people I know who are wearing masks. "My, my. What a beautiful angel." I heard a voice behind me. As I turned, there was a tall guy with black hair and red eyes. He was wearing a pinstripe black suit with a red dress shirt, black tie, and matching black shoes. His mask was an horned-red devil. "Why are you here all alone?" his voice sound familiar to me, but yet it's different accent.

"I'm here alone by choice. That's why." I smiled. I decided to be a different person in one night, someone whose an complete opposite of me. I thought it would be fun this way. "What about you, demon? You're alone, like me?"

"I was, but now, I'm not anymore. Care to dance?" I laugh a little bit and shook my head. Oh, god. Another one.

"Don't flattered yourself. I have no interest of dancing with anyone, especially a demon, like you." He raised eyebrow.

"Oh, really?" I nodded as he made a smirk on his face. "Well, what if I'm not like kind of demon or all those loser here?" This time, I raised my brows.

"Oh, really?" he nodded. "And how you proved it to me?"

"How about a little scroll to the garden and chat? Unless, you're scared." he held out his hand to me. I looked up and down to him, wondering if I should or I should not. I had this odd feeling that I know this guy from somewhere and I don't know why, but deep in my heart, I feel like I trust him. Why do I do? I take his hand and said.

"Show me the way."

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We walked and talked all the way to the garden. I feel so much connection with this guy that I want to see him again after I see who's under the mask. We teased, flirted, and laughed with each other. We danced in the center of the garden with his phone, playing music. As I danced with him, the feeling is just too familiar. I can't put my finger on it, but I stop thinking about it until he spoke. "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure. what is that?"

"Do you ever feel like, we know each other?" did he read my mind of something? I thought. At least, I wasn't the only one. So, I nodded.

"Yeah, I do." he smiled as I answered. I don't notice we stopped dancing when I'm so lost in his eyes. His eyes was filled with...something I never seen before. Is it love? Maybe. We both started to lean in our faces, then our lips pressed together. I can't believe I'm having my first kiss with someone I never met or knew his name, but the feeling is amazing. I really feel like i'm in a fairy tale or dream. I couldn't take it anymore. I want to see him again. I want to know him. I want to do this more with him. I need to see who he is behind that masks. I pull away from the kiss as I reach to his mask. As I about to take it off, the music switched to piano playing. "Oh my god! I almost forget." I gasped as I step back him. "I'm sorry, but it's something I have to do, first." I grabbed my dress and started run. "I'll be back!" I shouted to him.

I ran inside, went up to the stage and sat on the piano bench. "Hello, Students" I heard Mr. Death with a mic on the hand. "We have one more song before we announce Homecoming King and Queen." He turned to me. "You may play now, dear." As he walk off the stage, I took a deep breath and play the piece. At first, I thought I would be freak-out, but I didn't. I was completely calm as I play it though. I understand what Soul meant. I'm playing with emotion; in other word, I felt blessed as if I was playing for him and the mystery boy. As I'm done, I got applause by everyone and hopefully, Sou- I mean, Mr. Evans. I found my mystery date seemed to shocked and ...fear in his eyes. Before I knew it, he turned and walk away. I quickly get off the stage and ran to him. I follow him from the inside in the outside of the school. I thought I catches up to him, but he will gone.

(Front of the school)

I hid under the stairs when I realize that Maka was following me. I can't believe I never knew it was her. I should have; since the feeling I have when I dance with her. I heard sobbing from her. I know very well that I'm the one who broke her heart, but this was the best for the both of us. Maka ran back inside as I take off my mask, my jacket and black wig. I can't help to feel to comfort her. I realize that she didn't knew it was me and never will knew. Only her music teacher. So, for that, I walk inside and look for her.

to be continued...

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