Aro: Says TB - Takari's Baybee has permission to add this story to Tea and Biscuits for the Takari fan's Soul.

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Title: Untitled

Author: Aro

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She danced through the glass barefooted. A small smirk was planted on her face as she spun around with her arms out. She wore only a thin white night gown and an old locket placed around her neck. Her brown shoulder length hair was pulled up into a messy ponytail with pieces of hair escaping from the elastic band and touching the frame of her face.

A young man, not much older than her, approached her cautiously. "Hikari, What are you doing out here?" The young woman didn't bother to stop with she heard him. Instead she danced around him, humming a tune.

 "Dance with me, Takeru." She begged, spinning around. "In the moonlight." She grabbed his arm to get him to go with her but he jerked away. She stopped dancing. "What's wrong? Don't you want to dance with me?" She walked over and brushed his blonde bangs out his eyes.

 "Let's go back in." He reached to grab her arm but she took a few steps back. "I'm serious." She started to dance again. The smile on her face got wider as she danced around. The moon's light reflected off her face.

 "I want to dance, Takeru." She walked forward and grabbed his hand. He shivered at the feeling of her ice-cold hand. "Don't you want to dance with me, Takeru?" Her voice was lower than usual. Her lips were a light blue color and her skin was pale.

 "It's time for you to go in." He said, picking her up in his arms. She rested her head on his shoulder and sighed. When they got inside, he set her down on the couch. The minute he put her down, she got into her feet and ran to the window. His eyes were set on the bloody footprints. "You cut your feet again."

She ignored him. "Look how pretty the moon is tonight, Takeru. It likes when you dance with it." He left the room. "It makes the moon happy." She looked behind her. "Did you go? Did you go dance with the moon, Takeru?" Now her voice was louder. She wandered out into the room. She spotted him in the kitchen, running a rag under water. "Why didn't you dance?" She walked over to him.

 "Dancing with the moon doesn't solve problems, Hikari." He said, picking her up. He set her down on the counter and washed her bloodied feet. She leaned down and patted his head.

 "You got to believe, Takeru." When he was done, she hopped down. "There's only a few more hours left. Dance with me, Takeru. Dance with me." He sighed heavily. "Remember how we always used to dance together on the full moons, Takeru?"

 "That was years ago, Hikari." He stared into her dancing crimson red eyes. "Fine, I'll be out there in a few." She planted a kiss on his lips then waltzed outside. A little girl, no older than six, walked into the kitchen.

 "Is mommy dancing again?" She walked over to her father. "Can we dance with her? I like dancing with mommy." He scooped her into his arms.

 "Of course." They went through this every full moon. "She's a lunatic." He joked walking outside. "But it could be worse."

 "Yeah." The girl said, giggling. "She could be howling at the moon."

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