DISCLAIMER: I don't own Weiss (wish I did though!). The only thing I do own are the characters I come up with and the story plot. Please don't sue me, I'm P.O.R, poor! (Can't even afford to buy that other 'O')
:I'm in hell!: Seraphine thought miserable as she fidgeted in the long black formal dress that seemed to dip way too low for her taste along her small breasts.
"Stop fidgeting!" Omi said carefully as he pined the back of the dress so it would fit better.
"I can't help it!" Seraphine complained, as she tried to fold her arms over the low curve of the dress. "I feel naked in this thing!"
Omi's eyes widened a bit as his cheeks colored as an image that her statement cause to flashed through his head, an instantly he shook his head to clear the image. Of Seraphine…her fair skin…with the moonlight glistening…
"Ouch!" Seraphine yelped pulling Omi from his thought as he blinked up, as she half looked over her shoulder at him "That was me, not the material!" She complained.
"OH!" He gulped, "Sorry!" He said fighting the flush he could feel spreading across his face, as he looked back down trying to avoid her eyes. From the first moment Omi had met Seraphine, he had always felt a kind of…. connection to her. It was something that even rivaled what he had felt for Ouaka, but this…. felt different somehow. There were no secrets with her…. nothing he had to hide….she knew….everything about him…..and yet….
He stole another glance up at her, her long silver hair swung neatly over her shoulder so that he could pin the borrowed dress to fit her a little better. The Rose Corporation had announced a surprise ball to celebrate its success at getting some important contract….and this had been too good of an opportunity to pass up. The ball was being held at the Head office in Tokyo the perfect opportunity to get into the building and search for any clues.
It was decided that Yoji and Seraphine would go to the part as regular guests and scope out the place and see what was around. It had been too late to get a dress for Seraphine so they ended up having to borrow one of Manx's. There were about the same height, but…..as Seraphine put it…
"In case you haven't noticed, Manx is a little bit bigger in the boob area than me!" She had said hotly, "It's not my fault that I'm part of the itty bitty titty committee!"
Omi broke into a smile again as the Aghast look on Ken's face, the slightly shocked expression form Aya, and the Amused look on Manx and Yoji's face. Omi, had all but flush from the tips of his golden blond hair to his toes, and then Manx had then proceeded to tell Omi to pin the dress to allow Seraphine to ware it.
Seraphine was pissed, and demanded why Manx couldn't be the one doing this. Manx had simply said that she was known, and Seraphine…well…. really wasn't.
Again Seraphine fidgeted and Omi sighed and replied automatically, "Seraphine, quit squirming!"
"I know, I know!" She replied, "It feel like this dress is going to fall off and I'm going to fall out of it at any minute!" she complained, Omi almost dropped all the pins as she continued unaware of the effect she was having on him. "I hate dressed!" She complained again, "They serve no purpose other than to show skin!" She sighed, "What I wouldn't give for a pair of slacks and a nice dress top like the guys ware!"
That statement brought Omi back to the here and now. His brow furrowed a little, "You don't like dresses?" He asked, this was decidedly peculiar coming from a girl. Most of the girls he had spoken with always wore dressed and only wore jeans and pants when they absolutely had to.
Seraphine half smiled, "Guess I'm a tee-shirt and jeans, tom-boy, kinda girl." She said as her smile faded and her eyes got a sad haunted look to them. Omi's heart constricted painfully. He always hated that! Sometimes Seraphine would get this look, like she was remembering something…and that something cut her heart and soul to pieces, and Omi knew what that was like all too well….
She blinked once coming back to herself as she turned to him, "Done?" She asked hopefully. Omi smiled and nodded. "Finally!" she breathed as she pulled her hair back around so that it trailed down her back glistening like liquid silver, and Omi resisted the urge again to touch it. She turned around, "Well, how do I look?"
The black dress seemed to enhance her fair skin, bringing out her eyes like no other color on her could. The dress was a spaghetti strap, and was cut low enough to give a teasing glimpse of her small, firm breasts. Her waist was accented by the princess cut along the waist and hugged her hips delicately. The slit along the side of the dress came high on her thigh and gave teasing flashes of her long athletic legs. She wore a simple teardrop diamond necklace and matching earrings. With Seraphine, simplicity was elegant on her.
Omi could feel a blush creep into his face again as his eyes widened, "You look…" His voice cracked as he blushed and looked away clearing his throat. Damnit! Why the hell does that always happen when he was around her?! "You look beautiful!" He said in a rush, his cheeks flaming.
"Thanks." She said as gave a wry grin, "But you don't have to be polite. I look like a little girl who stole her older sister's prom dress." She sighed shaking her head.
"That's not true!" Omi cried as Seraphine looked up at him, surprised. "You look…." His mind worked desperately trying to think of a way he could describe this radiant young woman who stood before him, and then his voice spoke…. "You look like an angle."
Seraphine's eyes widened, as Omi gasped at what he had just said. Instantly his hand covered him mouth, as he tried to look away form Seraphine but found he couldn't. :Now you've done it!: He damned himself mentally.
But Seraphine didn't say a word, all she did was stare at him with those beautiful Royal Blue eyes….eyes that clouded in confusion…and then to Omi's disbelief…he saw a pink hue stain her face….
"Are you ready yet?!" Aya's cold voice broke the spell that held them both startling them, as they both turned to Abyssinian who was already in gear. His cold eyes focused on Omi then looked over at Seraphine.
Then much to Seraphine and Omi's surprise…Aya's violet eyes widened, as a look of pure amazement flashed across his normally impassive face. Seraphine fidgeted again under his gaze.
"What?!" She demanded hotly trying to ease the tension, "You've never seen a girl in a dress before or what?!"
"Girls, yes." Yoji called from just behind Aya as he smiled seductively at Seraphine, "But our little tom-boy kitten…no." He whistled, "You look amazing." He walked into the room, dressed in black formal tux and tails, with a cane and dove gray gloves no less. He bowed deeply to her, "All you need is a tiara and you'd be a princess in truth." He winked at her and gently grasped and kissed the back of her hand angrily she snatched back her hand.
"Stop drooling." She snapped, reverting to her Queen of Ice act, "It's not like this is a date or anything!"
Yoji grinned, "Don't know…I'm seeing a possibility here…"
"Kudo!" Seraphine growled.
"Yoji!" Ken called out, "Quit egging Seraphine on, we can't afford to have her kill you…." Ken walked into the room and what ever else he was going to say died on his lips when he saw her. His mouth hung open and his eyes bulged out of his head.
"Hum?" Yoji drawled as he leaned against Ken, "What was that you were sayin' Ken?" Ken opened his mouth and shut it again, his voice refusing to work. Yoji chuckled, "I though so." He leaned over and gently pushed Ken's jaw shut startling the young man so that he whirled around to look at Yoji his eyes wide.
"You ready?" He asked pulling on the gloves.
"Uh…yea." He swallowed hard stealing another look at Seraphine, "I'll go warm up the car!" With that he rushed out of the room.
"What the hell's wrong with him?!" Seraphine demanded angrily, her face flushed. "Do I look that bad?!"
"Quite the contrary." Yoji said as he walked up next to her, "You look, enchanting." Seraphine scowled, as Yoji smiled a little. "Tu, tut. Pretty Ladies shouldn't make scary faces." He offered her his arm again. "Shale we go?"
:I am in hell!: Seraphine thought again as she took his arm.