Chapter 8

Love at First Dance

Hey guys! So here's the new chapter to A fantasy World and in this chapter Misaki along with some of the other students in Yumesaki Seika will attend the ball at Miyabigaoka High. Now if you guys truly love me could you please do me this one favor. There's a maid-sama fanfic where Misaki visits Takumi's doctor's office where he tells her he's going to give her a check-up and such, and then coincidentally Misaki ends up spelling out M-A-R-R-Y M-E during her eye test and well basically Takumi proposes to her right there. So do any of you know what it's called? I've been dying to read it. Please tell me the name if you find out. I've been searching all over google and fanfiction but nothing. Anyway enjoy this chapter.

SPOILER ALERT!

Misaki might just end up seducing Takumi.

Misaki P.O.V

"Shacho," Misaki halted her sword in mid-air whirled around upon hearing the voices of two very enthusiastic people. '

Sakura and Yukimura were coming her way and she did not like it. The whole school knew she didn't like to be interrupted while she was training. The other day she had spared them both since the so called Miyabigaoka Elite Group had been present. But today she might not be as kind. Unless it were really important of course.

Both Sakura and Yukimura came to a halt three steps away from her. They gave each other a small nod before continuing.

"We have received an invitation to Miyabigaoka ball next week," Yukimura informed.

Misaki groaned as she dug the sword into the ground. Sakura and Yukimura yelped as they stepped back letting Misaki make her way to the Master Jest's office.

She was extremely frustrated at the moment and it wasn't because she couldn't kill Yukimura and Sakura.

At the Headmaster's office

Misaki drummed her fingers against the table as she waited for Master Jest to finish talking to Master Hikichi of Miyabigaoka. She hadn't been able to focus much ever since that false fortune teller had declared someone was going to break down that wall of hers. Even though he was weak he had mentioned how everything he saw was true. If he was truly as powerful as he had said then what did that mean for her? Why couldn't she help but think that it has something to do with that Takumi guy?

Takumi.

Even before the incident with the old man, she hadn't been able to get him out of her head. Ever since he kissed her hand after that battle, it was like he had put some love spell on her. When she did a looking into him she learnt that he was big heart-breaker who succeeded in making girls cry. But nonetheless he was also a great warrior.

"Something troubles you child?" The voice of the old geezer snapped her out of her thoughts.

"You could say that," she replied as she sat up straight and stopped slouching. "I heart about the Miyabigaoka invitation."

"And," was the man's only response as he continued to run his small fingers(baby hands as some of the students called them) across the squares of the screen. (AN: Think of the screens as a holographic computer).

"And I was wondering if it was necessary for me to attend?" Misaki had an idea of what his response might be but maybe she would be able to convince him to let her skip it.

Master Jest pinched his nose and sighed. Clearly frustrated by her complaining. "Does your rejection have something to do with your hatred of nobility?" He asked looking at her quizzically.

Misaki twitched a bit and gulped. He was always good at seeing through people.

She could only nod in reply. The master sighed again and hopped off his chair.

"You know child," he began. "There was a time where I couldn't stand the nobility either." Misaki groaned out loud only to receive a scowl from the master. Here he goes again with that story. She had probably heard it more than the days she had lived. "They disgusted me," he continued completely ignoring her grunts. "I thought they were nothing but pure cold-hearted people who just like to throw their money around. Ironic isn't it?" He turned to look at her now, with a sly smile on his face. To her surprise she smiled back. She knew what he meant by the ironic part. He may be a school headmaster but he was still the owner of one of the most powerful houses in the land. Even so Misaki always found his disgust for nobility hilarious much like her own. She pushed the thought aside. Reminding herself that she was a nobility was utterly a headache.

"So," the master broke her out of her daze again. "Will you attend?"

Misaki thought for a while as she rested her hand on her fist. She would most likely end up running into that Takumi guy again. Not to mention there was also the matter of the amount of men who would ask her for a dance. Some of them might even be way older than her. Then there was the fear of some of them pushing her to do that against her own will. In addition, as two of the top students in the school Aoi, and Kuuga were likely to grow, and the last time she let them get mingled up with nobility without her was a memory she wished she could erase forever for it still brought pain to her.

"Alright," she said at last. Master seemed taken aback at first but then soon smiled.

"That's my girl," he stretched out his hand and patted her head.

Takumi P.O.V

"Decorations?"

"Check."

"Refreshments?"

"Check."

"Invitations?"

"Only a few more to go."

"Get them over with," Takumi replied to the event holder as he handed her back the list of things needed for the ball. The event holder bowed to him a bit too low. Purposely in order to expose her plump breasts. She handed him a paper which he assumed would be the bill for her service but he was undoubtedly annoyed when it turned out to be the name of a hotel and its location. "Please take care of me," she said seductively while batting her eyelashes at him before leaving.

It wasn't like this was the first time a woman had done this to him, but even so Takumi was caught off guard each time.

Just then he felt a tap on his shoulder. It was his friend Tora, and for some reason he was beaming like an idiot. "What's so amusing Lord Igarashi," Takumi asked with a mocking tone towards his surname.

"Nothing. Nothing." He replied quickly. Hearing his response Takumi went back to reading the list of guests attending the ball. When he got to the student of Yumesaki Seika with hopes rising Tora interrupt his thoughts. I was just wondering what your reaction would be when you found out that girl Misaki was going to come." With that Takumi literally dropped the screen. The glass breaking into pieces. He was quick to recover and picked up the shattered stones. It was a good thing that the other student council members had a copy of the list. Or Takumi would have been done for.

"Don't play with me," he warned Tora with his eyes widened.

"I-I'm not playing," Tora held up his hands in defense and slowly backed away due to Takumi's intense look. "She accepted our invitation, and let me tell you I didn't just invite her because she's a student at that school."

"Then why else?" Takumi inquired getting back up. Could it be that Tora had feelings for her as well? No. That couldn't be right. He was deeply in love with his own fiancee. But then again he was a playboy prince.

"You seemed rather fond of her," Tora replied nonchalantly. "So I thought this would be a good chance for you to push her down on your bed."

With that Takumi slapped Tora across the head. "That's not what my intentions are," he growled.

Tora merely chuckled. "Let's see if you stick to your words after getting her to dance with you." Takumi scowled at him but inwardly he was really grateful to his friend.

The night of the ball

"Remind me again why we're here?" Kuuga groaned for the nth time. Which earned him a good whack from Misaki. "Ow," he complained rubbing his head.

"Now listen up," Misaki soke as she waited for everyone in the big carriage to look at her. "It's a ball. So remember to behave yourselves. Which means no fighting, crying, whining, arguing and cursing." She paused and the skeptically glared at Kuuga and Aoi. "I mean you two specifically." They rolled their eyes in unison and looked out towards the window on either side of them. They may be hot-headed but Misaki couldn't help but smile at how handsome they looked. It was truly a sight to behold, she thought to herself. Both had their hair brushed back, and wore long black nobleman's suit, with shin high boots, with sword dangling from their sides along with an emblem of Yumesaki Seika pinned onto their coats. Aoi had insisted that he dress up as a girl which of course earned him a beating from Misaki once more.

The carriage finally came to a halt.

Aoi and Kuuga helped Misaki out snickering to themselves about how helpless she looked. She shot a glare at them both before making her way to the front door. She felt ridiculous in the attire the moment she saw what the the other noble women were wearing. Undoubtedly they were staring at her for her hideous state.

Misaki pulled her mask towards her face. After all it was a masquerade ball.

Taking a deep breath she stepped inside the ballroom only to be greeted by the music and a tornado of masks. Little did she know this would be a fateful night for her.

Normal P.O.V

He was dreaming. He was definitely dreaming. There was no way someone could look so beautiful and yet deadly. Yes that was it. She looked deadly beautiful. He swore he was going to die of a heart attack.

She wore a long black ball gown mixed with his favorite color. Royal Blue. From how dazzling her dress was you'd say the stars had fallen from the sky just to keep her company. She wore long silver earing with the pendant that she always wore. When he saw the pendant his eyes immediately roamed over her exposed skin. Her curves stood out because of the tight fitting of the mid area of her dress. Not to mention the way the moonlight shone on her made it seem like she was star herself. There was nothing he wanted more but to take of her silver mask and stare into her amber eyes for the rest of the night.

Some of the women caught him staring at her and shot her dirty some of the men passed by and casting her hungry looks that somehow he knew matched his own.

With that Takumi clenched his fists and made his way to her where she was being greeted by Tora and the rest of the elite group.

Misaki saw someone approach her through the corner of her eye and knew immediately who it was. Undoubtedly it had been Takumi Usui Walker. She could see his emerald eyes through that deep blue mask. Before she could even fully turn to bow to him, his hands reached out to hers and pulled it up to his lips to kiss it. She bit back a gasp. "Welcome Lady Misaki," he said looking up at her. She could feel him examining her exposed skin. She was starting to wish she had worn something less revealing now.

Takumi looked at her in awe as a blush covered her cheeks. "If no one has asked you for a dance yet, may I-."

"TAKUMI. GET OVER HERE." Takumi inwardly groaned as he was once again cut off. It was his grand-father. Takumi had forgotten that his grandfather and brother were coming. He groaned inwardly as he looked back at Misaki with a sincere look on his face. "My apologies Milady. It seems I'm needed elsewhere."

She curtsied to him, which allowed him to catch a glimpse of the peak of the valley of her breasts. He shook his head and proceeded to where his family was.

"Who was that girl?" Duke Rachester asked before Takumi could even bow.

Takumi looked back to where his grandfather had been pointing at. Misaki was speaking to a few people next to the stairwell. "Lady Misaki," Takumi informed turning his attention back to his grand-father.

"Lady?" The Duke arched an eyebrow. "Of which house?"

Takumi scratched the back of his head. "Actually I'm not even sure she's nobility."

"Then that's all you need to know," His brother Gerard cut in. Takumi met his blue eyes and shot daggers at them. How did he know he liked her?

"You never kiss a woman's hand with enthusiasm," Gerard replied as if reading his mind. "So don;t get any thoughts of her into you." Takumi clenched his fists but could only nod. "Now let me introduce you to Lady…" his brother's voice drifted off as his daily ball routine of possibly suitors began once more.

Later that night…

Misaki looked down at the sea of twirling ball gowns as she inched closer to the railing of the stairwell. She had never danced a pleasant dance before. Usually she danced with people to be polite. Not once was it for her own entertainment.

"Now here's the problem with not coming here earlier. You find your favorite spot taken by a pretty girl." Misaki whirled around by the sound of the familiar voice immediately. What she didn't realize was for herself to trip and slip against the railing. Had it not been his hands reaching out to her she would have surely fallen off. He yanked her towards him and Misaki let out a sigh of relief as her face came into contact with his hard chest.

"Thank you," she breathed as she looked up at him. Only to realize how close their faces were.

Misaki stepped back and pulled her hand out of his grasp immediately as she felt her face get hotter. Honestly why was it so hot here?

"You're very welcome," Takumi Walker said bowing. Misaki nodded in approval a bit hesitantly and turned to leave when he blocked her way. "Now. Now." He said holding his hand up in defense. "I didn't mean for you to leave. I was just thinking out loud to myself." He claimed. Misaki cocked her head to the side as if confused. Takumi found it cute and lead her to a table. "Please have a seat. Otherwise I'll find it guilty for chasing you away." Misaki slightly smiled and turned her attention back to the swirling gowns instead of sitting down.

Takumi followed her eyes to the crowd. "Say," she looked at him again. "I believe you still owe me a dance Milady."

She laughed. Yes. She actually laughed. "I don't think I've ever heard anything more beautiful in my life," he found himself saying without thinking. She blushed and he just wanted to brush her bangs behind her ear.

"I-," she began and then pursed her lips. Her amusement from before long gone. "I can never enjoy myself when I dance." She poke truthfully.

Her companion's eyes softened. "People always have an intention of seducing me when they dance with me," she added.

Takumi slightly chuckled only to meet her glare. But before she could say anything he extended out his hand to her. "Dance with me," he said.

She gaped at him. "Were you not listening to anything I just said?" The nerve of this man.

He held up his hands in defense. "I would like to give you a good time. Those are my only intentions."

Misaki was taken aback by that and found her hands shaking as she slid them into his. His hand was warm against her cold ones. She let him guide her down the stairs at the middle if the dance floor.

All eyes fell upon them immediately.

I'm in heaven, Takumi thought to himself. He wrapped his hand around her waist and pulled her closer as he dragged her across the dance floor. She wrapped her arms around him tighter when he took her for a dip. Their faces only inches apart. He fought the urge to press his lips to her luxurious pink ones and then pulled her back up.

He twirled her around and it was like he was looking at a goddess. How stunning she was. He noticed a couple of men approaching her, and he glared at them. They immediately backed off. She didn't seem to take notice though.

He pulled her closer and for a while they spun around until her friends called for her.

"MISA," Misaki woke up from her daydream and sought where the sound came from. Aoi and Kuuga snickered while they beckoned for her to come towards them. She let go off his hands immediately, and curtsied before leaving. "Excuse me," she spoke. Only to be turned back around.

Takumi grabbed her hand and turned her around. Their faces close again. "Did you enjoy yourself?" he asked as his hands felt her skin underneath his. He knew what this feeling was now.

Misaki smiled at his question. "Yes, Thank you." She replied smiling. This time she truly meant it.

Takumi watched her join her friends as he smiled to himself. But his smile soon faded as he caught his brother and grand-father staring at him. He ran a hand through his hair. He was in deep trouble. He had went against their wishes. But it was too late now. Not just because he was in trouble. But for a greater reason.

It was because…

He was in love with her.

So what did you think? Much like the anime Misaki will take some time before falling in love with Takumi. I should warn you guys. Don't expect too much romance because this is also an adventure fanfic which goes to say that most of the stuff that happens in this fanfic will revolve around what happens in Seika High. But don't worry there will be about two chapters once in awhile where Takumi won't make an appearance. But on the bright side you can expect a lot of action and drama from the school. Please fave, follow, and review. Xia-Jayde out.