Emptiness
I'll admit it. I was slightly envious.
It was Ryohei's birthday and the birthday boy made sure everyone was to attend. Currently, he was dancing with Haru, his wife of several years. Many took that as a cue. Reborn and Bianchi joined them. Kyoko dragged a blubbering Tsuna to dance. Even Yamamoto and Mia made their way to the center of the room.
I was sorely tempted to leave.
"Would you care to dance, Oujo-sama?"
I looked up to a grinning blonde. Before I could respond, he had already taken my hand and began to drag me to the dance floor. Unsure of what I was supposed to do, I awkwardly followed Dino's lead. After a small twirl, Dino pulled me in and wrapped an arm around my waist.
"Having fun?"
"A little."
"Buon."
Dino pulled me closer as Gokudera slyly changed the music into a slow song. I rested my face against his just so I didn't have to look at him and feel that awkwardness. I rather relish the temporary peace of the mysterious absence of the emptiness that usually clawed at my soul.
