Chapter 9: Dreams
AN: Hey guys, this is a really long chapter compared to the other ones just to warn you. hehe I've been working on this one for a long time so I hope you enjoy it. Now here's the chapter.
'Can it be that I felt I knew Utena because she was the Revolutionary Driver? Or was it something else? Like fate?' Miki thought as he lay in his bed at the academy that same night. Images of Utena in her racing gear and driving her car flashed through his mind. Miki clutched his head and then let out a heavy sigh. "What's going to happen? And why do I feel this connection with Utena Tenjou?" Miki wondered aloud in his darkened room. He thought about this as he drifted off to sleep.
***
"Wha-?!" Miki shot up in bed, looking wildly around the dark room, as if searching for someone. He sighed when he saw there was no one but him and he ran a hand through his hair. 'That was Utena,' Miki thought. 'Why was she wearing a crown and wearing that formal ball gown? And why was I dancing with her in a giant ballroom made of glass?! And if it was a good dream, why the hell was Touga Kiryuu in it?!'
*Flashback into Miki's Dreams*
The giant glass ballroom glistened with the glow of hundreds of strung up lights that hung from the ceiling as people danced and talked. The walls were made of smoky glass which appeared to be very thick. All the young women in the room wore formal ball gowns; many of them were very revealing. The young men wore tuxedos and wore masks that hid their identities, like the women. At the front of the ballroom was a stage-like platform, upon which four thrones sat empty.
Miki seemed to be one of these people as he walked down the wide, red carpet that led from the entrance into the ballroom and to the platform. He wore a black tuxedo and a black bow from which hung an old, but fashionable, coin, but no mask. On his head sat a thin golden crown that was simply decorated with gems and stones of deep blue and pale blue. His body seemed to be moving of its own free will as he greeted people. Miki stared from within at all the people whom he talked to; whom he did not know, with or without the masks.
Just as he reached the bottom of the long staircase, there was the sound of trumpets and all the people, including Miki, turned towards the top of the staircase and people cleared a path down the red carpet. At the top of the staircase, a man and woman appeared. They looked so young, yet wise and regal as they descended the stairs, palms touching slightly, parallel to the ground, which was the formal way. The man had dark brown hair and deep blue eyes. The young-looking man wore a white tuxedo and a large, gleaming golden crown, which had red rubies and white sapphires set into it, upon his head and held a long scepter. In his jacket pocket was a pale white rose that was at full blossom. His wife was a beautiful, slender woman with blue eyes and dark brown hair. She looked young enough to be Miki's 26-year- old cousin's age, but he doubted she was that young, considering the huge amount of intelligence and wisdom that seemed to be held in those eyes. The woman wore a silvery-white dress that hugged her figure and flowed at the bottom of the curved bodice. Her hair was pulled back into a loose French braid. The majestic woman wore a small golden crown on her head that was decorated with red rubies and white sapphires.
They walked slowly down the red carpet, which led to the thrones and the man helped the woman to sit in the left-side center throne before sitting down in the right seat. They both looked expectantly up at the top of the staircase and Miki directed his attention towards there as well. Soft, procession music began to play and there were gasps of admiration as the most beautiful girl Miki had ever seen stepped onto the stairs with a young man escorting her. Miki felt his mouth go dry as he looked at the girl.
She wore a beautiful silver-white dress that touched the floor. The dress was just perfect on her. The tight bodice complemented the girl's slender figure. It had a slightly low dip and thin white straps. The dress flowed from the V-shaped bottom of the bodice and it flowed around the stunning girl like water. Her dark brown hair and blond streaked hair was pulled back into a French bun with a few blond tendrils pulled down to frame her face. The girl wore a small golden crown on her head, smaller and much like her mother's crown, but it seemed to glow in the overhead hanging lights. The girl held the arm of the tall young man that led her down the stairs and Miki silently gasped when he saw who it was.
The young man was Miki's age and was the same height as well. He had short, dark brown hair and blond streaks. He wore a small crown similar to his sister's and to his mother's crowns. He wore a white tuxedo, like his father, and a white rose sat in his jacket pocket.
"Utena.Julius." Miki whispered, but no words left his mouth, in the dream. His body bowed down low in a respective manner as the siblings passed him and they greeted him with warm and recognizing smiles. Utena's gaze was a bit longer than Julius's, Miki decided, right before she turned back forward. As they walked to the thrones, Utena was handed a bouquet of pink roses by a young man who stood on the side; closer to the throne than Miki.
Miki's eyes widened when he saw who it was. "Touga!" he gasped. Miki felt his dream body go tense with anger and.What was it? Jealousy? Frustration? Miki couldn't tell. All he knew was that, in this dream, he hated Touga with all his soul. He watched with a deep frown as Touga kissed Utena's hand and she thanked him warmly for the bouquet of roses. Touga held Utena's hand a few beats longer than was appropriate but Miki's dream body seemed to think Touga thought he was above all codes and formalities, whatever the reason.
The two siblings finally made it to the platform and they took seats next to their parents; Utena, next to her mother, and Julius, next to his father. As the guests of the event, Miki figured that it must be a ball, considering all the formal attire and the settings, settled down, the man who sat on the throne next to his son and wife stood and waited for all attention to be on him before beginning to speak.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to thank you all for accepting the invitations to attend this ball. As most of you know, this ball is for my daughter, Utena, and has the main purpose of finding her a suitor. Many of you have been informed of this and many of you are eager to speak with my daughter and become acquainted with her so with just a few more words I will allow you all to dance and mingle.
"There is another announcement that I must make. My son, Julius, has been chosen as the suitor of Governor and Mistress Kazei's only daughter, Nausicaa. Their marriage will be of the same day as Utena's when we find her a suitor. With those words, you are all welcome to drink and be merry!" The man held up a wine glass filled with wine, as his guests cheered, and waved his hand in the air. He took a seat once more on his throne as the small ballroom dancing orchestra began playing their soothing music.
Miki's dream body slipped around women and men, muttering "Excuse me's" and "Pardon madam's" every occasionally. As he came within full view of the throne, the four people noticed him and their faces, especially Utena's, lit up. Miki's body bowed deeply and then smiled as he straightened up.
"Ah! The Prince of the Deep Blue Ocean! Miki! We're glad you could make it," said the man with much joy in his voice.
"Thank you, your Highness. It is an honor to be here," Miki 's dream body said. 'Prince?!' thought Miki. 'I'm a prince?! No way! This is one wigged out dream.'
"Oh now Miki, no need for the formalism. It's just a ball after all," the man laughed at the young man who was his son's best friend, and was almost like a second son to him.
"All right King Riley. Hey Julius. It's great to see you Queen Marina, and you Utena." Miki nodded to both women, his gaze staying on Utena for a bit longer. Miki thought, 'He's a king?! That means.Julius is a prince and Utena is a princess!'
"Hey Miki, when did you get here? I thought your father was on a business trip?" Julius asked, shifting in his uncomfortable throne.
"Father insisted that I attend instead of going with him on his trip. He said I deserved a break from all my studies and that I should have some fun," Miki said. His mind was wondering what was going on. "I just got here right before your entrance."
"Oh, it's great that you could make it," Utena exclaimed, her eyes shining.
Miki smiled warmly as he looked at her. "Yeah, it is. I'm glad I came." In Miki's dream mind, thoughts were running through his head at a mile a minute. 'Ask her! Ask her to dance with you!' were most of the thoughts. "Utena, would you like to dance with me? I think they're playing your favorite song."
"Come on Utena! Don't pass up my golden opportunity! Even if it is my dreams I just want to know what it feels like to dance with you," Miki was trying to shout out to the Utena in his dreams and was saying "thank you thank you thank!" to his dream-self. But of course, they couldn't hear him.
"Really? Oh yeah, they are. All right." Utena stood from her throne and Miki held out his hand to take her own. She slipped her gloved hand into his and he helped her off the platform and led her through the dancing guests to a good distance away from the throne.
As they began to dance, Miki felt something run through his body from his hands, his legs, and his chest, all the parts of his body that Utena was touching or brushing up against with, most likely unconsciously, her own body.
"So Utena, how do you feel about this whole suitor ball thing?" Miki asked, looking down into Utena's beautiful blue eyes that were unusually dull and had no sparkle to them.
Utena sighed. "It's all right I guess. I just wish Father would let me do it my way. I mean, he's allowing me to choose my suitor, but I didn't want him to arrange a whole ball just for it. This," Utena waved her hand at all the guests and decorations, "is just a waste of time."
"Aw, come one. Maybe there's someone here that might be a great suitor for you," Miki heard himself saying. Inside of his real mind, Miki had the urge to shout out, "Yeah, me!" and kiss the life out of Utena.
"Umm, no, I don't think so," Utena said, looking out over the crowd. Then she turned her gaze back to Miki's eyes. "There's no one here that I know."
"Oh, so you don't know me?" Miki joked with a brief grin. Then he turned serious. "No, really Utena, the main purpose of this is so that you can meet new people and get to know possible suitors. Even Julius thinks this is a good idea."
"Yeah, only because he's already getting married to a great person," Utena replied sarcastically.
"All right all right. I don't want to get into an argument. Let's just have fun, okay?" Miki grinned and swung her around on the dance floor.
Utena smiled. "Okay, but you've got to do better than that. I know you can dance Miki. Right now we're just standing still." Miki's grin widened at the challenge.
As if on cue, the beat of Utena's, and which happened to be Miki's, favorite song picked up and the two picked up their pace to move in time with the music. Their movements were fluid as they spun and moved their bodies to the rhythm.
All eyes were on them as the guests cleared away for the couple as they danced. Many of them smiled and whispered to each other. Some of the comments were, "They can really dance!", "Wouldn't they match as a couple?", "They look like they could be soul mates right?", and "I think they should get together. Miki would make a great partner for Utena". Miki heard all of these but he kept his excited grin hidden. He was sure Utena couldn't hear them, her eyes were closed as her body swayed to the music in time with Miki's own. The beat picked up even more and Utena opened her eyes when Miki started to spin her and turn her.
Miki grinned when Utena's face lit up at the familiar moves. They had practiced this dance so many times in the past that it was embedded into their minds and into their bodies. Their bodies moved without thinking and Miki was enjoying himself as he danced with Utena. He looked into Utena's eyes and saw that the familiar sparkle had returned to them.
Before they knew it, the song was over and the crowd of spectators clapped and congratulated the two on their spectacular "performance." Miki and Utena shared a hidden grin as Miki escorted the rose haired princess back to her throne.
Just as they reached the others, a certain orange-haired person, much to Miki's distaste, appeared next to Utena. "Princess Utena. You look as lovely as ever." Touga took hold of Utena's hand and kissed it lightly, holding it for more than it was necessary.
"Thank you Prince Touga. And you look handsome as well," Utena said politely.
Miki looked at Utena, but couldn't tell if she really thought what she had said. He frowned, 'Okay, so most of the girls in the Bright Orange Sun Kingdom think their is hot, but I have my many admirers too. Except the only major difference is, I don't look at or go to bed with any of them. I just look at this beautiful rose haired goddess in front of me, who happens to be talking to the biggest player prince to ever hit this decade.' Miki watched as Touga said something to make Utena and smile. Touga smirked at her reaction to his comment, probably thinking he was making progress in getting into the princess's bed. 'I take that back, I meant this century.'
Touga's question jolted Miki out of his thoughts. "Princess, would you care to dance?"
Miki looked frantically at Julius to see what his reaction to this player asking his younger sister to dance, but Utena's protective older brother was busy laughing and talking to his bride-to-be who had appeared at his side with a smile on her beautiful face.
Miki looked back at Utena and as if in slow motion, watched her luscious lips open and her acceptance to his 'proposal' slip between her lips-
"No, I'm sorry. I'm kind of tired from dancing already." Miki was startled. 'Did she just say.!?'
"Oh, well. That's all right." From Touga's expression in Miki's point of view didn't look forgiving. "I will see you later in the evening then?"
"Yes. Enjoy yourself Prince Touga." Utena said as Touga melted into the crowd, seemingly, to find another girl who would dance with him.
*End of Dream*
Miki ran a hand through his sweat-dampened hair as he recalled the dream. "It was only a dream Miki," he said aloud to himself. His voice echoed in his large dorm room (AN: way larger than Utena's, almost like a large chamber), "You have never danced with Utena and you never will, so get that thought out of your head!"
'Was it really just a dream?' Miki wondered.
***
Utena shot up in her bed as she gasped for air. 'What the hell was that?!' She thought startled at the dream. 'Princess?! Dancing with PRINCE Miki?!' "What the hell is going on?" she wondered out loud.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ AN: What'd I tell ya? It was really long.
AN: Hey guys, this is a really long chapter compared to the other ones just to warn you. hehe I've been working on this one for a long time so I hope you enjoy it. Now here's the chapter.
'Can it be that I felt I knew Utena because she was the Revolutionary Driver? Or was it something else? Like fate?' Miki thought as he lay in his bed at the academy that same night. Images of Utena in her racing gear and driving her car flashed through his mind. Miki clutched his head and then let out a heavy sigh. "What's going to happen? And why do I feel this connection with Utena Tenjou?" Miki wondered aloud in his darkened room. He thought about this as he drifted off to sleep.
***
"Wha-?!" Miki shot up in bed, looking wildly around the dark room, as if searching for someone. He sighed when he saw there was no one but him and he ran a hand through his hair. 'That was Utena,' Miki thought. 'Why was she wearing a crown and wearing that formal ball gown? And why was I dancing with her in a giant ballroom made of glass?! And if it was a good dream, why the hell was Touga Kiryuu in it?!'
*Flashback into Miki's Dreams*
The giant glass ballroom glistened with the glow of hundreds of strung up lights that hung from the ceiling as people danced and talked. The walls were made of smoky glass which appeared to be very thick. All the young women in the room wore formal ball gowns; many of them were very revealing. The young men wore tuxedos and wore masks that hid their identities, like the women. At the front of the ballroom was a stage-like platform, upon which four thrones sat empty.
Miki seemed to be one of these people as he walked down the wide, red carpet that led from the entrance into the ballroom and to the platform. He wore a black tuxedo and a black bow from which hung an old, but fashionable, coin, but no mask. On his head sat a thin golden crown that was simply decorated with gems and stones of deep blue and pale blue. His body seemed to be moving of its own free will as he greeted people. Miki stared from within at all the people whom he talked to; whom he did not know, with or without the masks.
Just as he reached the bottom of the long staircase, there was the sound of trumpets and all the people, including Miki, turned towards the top of the staircase and people cleared a path down the red carpet. At the top of the staircase, a man and woman appeared. They looked so young, yet wise and regal as they descended the stairs, palms touching slightly, parallel to the ground, which was the formal way. The man had dark brown hair and deep blue eyes. The young-looking man wore a white tuxedo and a large, gleaming golden crown, which had red rubies and white sapphires set into it, upon his head and held a long scepter. In his jacket pocket was a pale white rose that was at full blossom. His wife was a beautiful, slender woman with blue eyes and dark brown hair. She looked young enough to be Miki's 26-year- old cousin's age, but he doubted she was that young, considering the huge amount of intelligence and wisdom that seemed to be held in those eyes. The woman wore a silvery-white dress that hugged her figure and flowed at the bottom of the curved bodice. Her hair was pulled back into a loose French braid. The majestic woman wore a small golden crown on her head that was decorated with red rubies and white sapphires.
They walked slowly down the red carpet, which led to the thrones and the man helped the woman to sit in the left-side center throne before sitting down in the right seat. They both looked expectantly up at the top of the staircase and Miki directed his attention towards there as well. Soft, procession music began to play and there were gasps of admiration as the most beautiful girl Miki had ever seen stepped onto the stairs with a young man escorting her. Miki felt his mouth go dry as he looked at the girl.
She wore a beautiful silver-white dress that touched the floor. The dress was just perfect on her. The tight bodice complemented the girl's slender figure. It had a slightly low dip and thin white straps. The dress flowed from the V-shaped bottom of the bodice and it flowed around the stunning girl like water. Her dark brown hair and blond streaked hair was pulled back into a French bun with a few blond tendrils pulled down to frame her face. The girl wore a small golden crown on her head, smaller and much like her mother's crown, but it seemed to glow in the overhead hanging lights. The girl held the arm of the tall young man that led her down the stairs and Miki silently gasped when he saw who it was.
The young man was Miki's age and was the same height as well. He had short, dark brown hair and blond streaks. He wore a small crown similar to his sister's and to his mother's crowns. He wore a white tuxedo, like his father, and a white rose sat in his jacket pocket.
"Utena.Julius." Miki whispered, but no words left his mouth, in the dream. His body bowed down low in a respective manner as the siblings passed him and they greeted him with warm and recognizing smiles. Utena's gaze was a bit longer than Julius's, Miki decided, right before she turned back forward. As they walked to the thrones, Utena was handed a bouquet of pink roses by a young man who stood on the side; closer to the throne than Miki.
Miki's eyes widened when he saw who it was. "Touga!" he gasped. Miki felt his dream body go tense with anger and.What was it? Jealousy? Frustration? Miki couldn't tell. All he knew was that, in this dream, he hated Touga with all his soul. He watched with a deep frown as Touga kissed Utena's hand and she thanked him warmly for the bouquet of roses. Touga held Utena's hand a few beats longer than was appropriate but Miki's dream body seemed to think Touga thought he was above all codes and formalities, whatever the reason.
The two siblings finally made it to the platform and they took seats next to their parents; Utena, next to her mother, and Julius, next to his father. As the guests of the event, Miki figured that it must be a ball, considering all the formal attire and the settings, settled down, the man who sat on the throne next to his son and wife stood and waited for all attention to be on him before beginning to speak.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to thank you all for accepting the invitations to attend this ball. As most of you know, this ball is for my daughter, Utena, and has the main purpose of finding her a suitor. Many of you have been informed of this and many of you are eager to speak with my daughter and become acquainted with her so with just a few more words I will allow you all to dance and mingle.
"There is another announcement that I must make. My son, Julius, has been chosen as the suitor of Governor and Mistress Kazei's only daughter, Nausicaa. Their marriage will be of the same day as Utena's when we find her a suitor. With those words, you are all welcome to drink and be merry!" The man held up a wine glass filled with wine, as his guests cheered, and waved his hand in the air. He took a seat once more on his throne as the small ballroom dancing orchestra began playing their soothing music.
Miki's dream body slipped around women and men, muttering "Excuse me's" and "Pardon madam's" every occasionally. As he came within full view of the throne, the four people noticed him and their faces, especially Utena's, lit up. Miki's body bowed deeply and then smiled as he straightened up.
"Ah! The Prince of the Deep Blue Ocean! Miki! We're glad you could make it," said the man with much joy in his voice.
"Thank you, your Highness. It is an honor to be here," Miki 's dream body said. 'Prince?!' thought Miki. 'I'm a prince?! No way! This is one wigged out dream.'
"Oh now Miki, no need for the formalism. It's just a ball after all," the man laughed at the young man who was his son's best friend, and was almost like a second son to him.
"All right King Riley. Hey Julius. It's great to see you Queen Marina, and you Utena." Miki nodded to both women, his gaze staying on Utena for a bit longer. Miki thought, 'He's a king?! That means.Julius is a prince and Utena is a princess!'
"Hey Miki, when did you get here? I thought your father was on a business trip?" Julius asked, shifting in his uncomfortable throne.
"Father insisted that I attend instead of going with him on his trip. He said I deserved a break from all my studies and that I should have some fun," Miki said. His mind was wondering what was going on. "I just got here right before your entrance."
"Oh, it's great that you could make it," Utena exclaimed, her eyes shining.
Miki smiled warmly as he looked at her. "Yeah, it is. I'm glad I came." In Miki's dream mind, thoughts were running through his head at a mile a minute. 'Ask her! Ask her to dance with you!' were most of the thoughts. "Utena, would you like to dance with me? I think they're playing your favorite song."
"Come on Utena! Don't pass up my golden opportunity! Even if it is my dreams I just want to know what it feels like to dance with you," Miki was trying to shout out to the Utena in his dreams and was saying "thank you thank you thank!" to his dream-self. But of course, they couldn't hear him.
"Really? Oh yeah, they are. All right." Utena stood from her throne and Miki held out his hand to take her own. She slipped her gloved hand into his and he helped her off the platform and led her through the dancing guests to a good distance away from the throne.
As they began to dance, Miki felt something run through his body from his hands, his legs, and his chest, all the parts of his body that Utena was touching or brushing up against with, most likely unconsciously, her own body.
"So Utena, how do you feel about this whole suitor ball thing?" Miki asked, looking down into Utena's beautiful blue eyes that were unusually dull and had no sparkle to them.
Utena sighed. "It's all right I guess. I just wish Father would let me do it my way. I mean, he's allowing me to choose my suitor, but I didn't want him to arrange a whole ball just for it. This," Utena waved her hand at all the guests and decorations, "is just a waste of time."
"Aw, come one. Maybe there's someone here that might be a great suitor for you," Miki heard himself saying. Inside of his real mind, Miki had the urge to shout out, "Yeah, me!" and kiss the life out of Utena.
"Umm, no, I don't think so," Utena said, looking out over the crowd. Then she turned her gaze back to Miki's eyes. "There's no one here that I know."
"Oh, so you don't know me?" Miki joked with a brief grin. Then he turned serious. "No, really Utena, the main purpose of this is so that you can meet new people and get to know possible suitors. Even Julius thinks this is a good idea."
"Yeah, only because he's already getting married to a great person," Utena replied sarcastically.
"All right all right. I don't want to get into an argument. Let's just have fun, okay?" Miki grinned and swung her around on the dance floor.
Utena smiled. "Okay, but you've got to do better than that. I know you can dance Miki. Right now we're just standing still." Miki's grin widened at the challenge.
As if on cue, the beat of Utena's, and which happened to be Miki's, favorite song picked up and the two picked up their pace to move in time with the music. Their movements were fluid as they spun and moved their bodies to the rhythm.
All eyes were on them as the guests cleared away for the couple as they danced. Many of them smiled and whispered to each other. Some of the comments were, "They can really dance!", "Wouldn't they match as a couple?", "They look like they could be soul mates right?", and "I think they should get together. Miki would make a great partner for Utena". Miki heard all of these but he kept his excited grin hidden. He was sure Utena couldn't hear them, her eyes were closed as her body swayed to the music in time with Miki's own. The beat picked up even more and Utena opened her eyes when Miki started to spin her and turn her.
Miki grinned when Utena's face lit up at the familiar moves. They had practiced this dance so many times in the past that it was embedded into their minds and into their bodies. Their bodies moved without thinking and Miki was enjoying himself as he danced with Utena. He looked into Utena's eyes and saw that the familiar sparkle had returned to them.
Before they knew it, the song was over and the crowd of spectators clapped and congratulated the two on their spectacular "performance." Miki and Utena shared a hidden grin as Miki escorted the rose haired princess back to her throne.
Just as they reached the others, a certain orange-haired person, much to Miki's distaste, appeared next to Utena. "Princess Utena. You look as lovely as ever." Touga took hold of Utena's hand and kissed it lightly, holding it for more than it was necessary.
"Thank you Prince Touga. And you look handsome as well," Utena said politely.
Miki looked at Utena, but couldn't tell if she really thought what she had said. He frowned, 'Okay, so most of the girls in the Bright Orange Sun Kingdom think their is hot, but I have my many admirers too. Except the only major difference is, I don't look at or go to bed with any of them. I just look at this beautiful rose haired goddess in front of me, who happens to be talking to the biggest player prince to ever hit this decade.' Miki watched as Touga said something to make Utena and smile. Touga smirked at her reaction to his comment, probably thinking he was making progress in getting into the princess's bed. 'I take that back, I meant this century.'
Touga's question jolted Miki out of his thoughts. "Princess, would you care to dance?"
Miki looked frantically at Julius to see what his reaction to this player asking his younger sister to dance, but Utena's protective older brother was busy laughing and talking to his bride-to-be who had appeared at his side with a smile on her beautiful face.
Miki looked back at Utena and as if in slow motion, watched her luscious lips open and her acceptance to his 'proposal' slip between her lips-
"No, I'm sorry. I'm kind of tired from dancing already." Miki was startled. 'Did she just say.!?'
"Oh, well. That's all right." From Touga's expression in Miki's point of view didn't look forgiving. "I will see you later in the evening then?"
"Yes. Enjoy yourself Prince Touga." Utena said as Touga melted into the crowd, seemingly, to find another girl who would dance with him.
*End of Dream*
Miki ran a hand through his sweat-dampened hair as he recalled the dream. "It was only a dream Miki," he said aloud to himself. His voice echoed in his large dorm room (AN: way larger than Utena's, almost like a large chamber), "You have never danced with Utena and you never will, so get that thought out of your head!"
'Was it really just a dream?' Miki wondered.
***
Utena shot up in her bed as she gasped for air. 'What the hell was that?!' She thought startled at the dream. 'Princess?! Dancing with PRINCE Miki?!' "What the hell is going on?" she wondered out loud.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ AN: What'd I tell ya? It was really long.