Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Game.
Hey guys, welcome back to chapter two. Glad you liked it so far. This is only the second chapter, but it starts getting good here.
A Simple Lesson
Ishtar flopped, facedown, on her bed, exhausted. She had tried on so many dresses today that she had lost track of time. White ones, pink ones, purple ones, blue ones, red ones, green ones, gold ones, silver ones, short ones, long ones, poufy ones, slinky ones, fringy ones, strapless ones, ones with slits up the sides, ones with puffed up sleeves...it was too much. Who knew trying on dresses could be so tiring? And tomorrow, she had to try on shoes in addition to even more dresses.
She glanced at Duzel, who had just leapt onto the bed.
"Hey Duzie. Man, today's just been hectic. Why do I even need to try on all those dresses anyway? I've got plenty," she said lazily.
Duzel looked at her before transforming.
"The old man probably wants you to look your best. I mean, this is a pretty big party from what I heard all day," he said.
"Yeah, but still. It's ridiculous," she said with a lazy shrug.
"You know, Ishtar, if Darres is going as your date, he might expect you to dance with him," said Duzel.
Ishtar, who was yawning, closed her mouth in surprise.
"You could be right, Duzie. I've never really danced with anyone before, and I don't wanna look like an idiot," said Ishtar.
"Maybe you can try practicing," Duzel suggested.
"Do you have any idea how stupid that would sound? 'Oh, hey, Darres, I was wondering, do you wanna practice dancing with me so we won't make fools out of ourselves at the party?' He'd probably laugh himself stupid and change his mind about going with me," said Ishtar, rolling her eyes. "Well, okay, maybe not. He's not that shallow. It's just..."
Here, Ishtar trailed off. She looked at Duzel with the same expression, Duzel recognized with an ominous feeling, she wore every time she came up with one of her "plans." He sighed, getting ready for what he knew was coming. Or, what he thought was coming.
"You know what? I don't need to practice with him, when I can practice with you instead," she said.
"Wha-what?! Why would you want to practice with me? I can't dance!" said Duzel, his face feeling hot.
"That's perfect! I seriously doubt that Darres can dance either, so what's the problem?" she asked.
Before Duzel could object, Ishtar had already taken his hand and dragged him to the center of her room, his cape swishing behind him.
"Ishtar, I don't think-!"
"Oh, c'mon, it won't be too bad. You never know, you might like it," said Ishtar, grinning.
The next thing Duzel knew, his left hand was on Ishtar's waist while her left hand was on his shoulder. Their right hands joined up and rose.
"Okay, so this is how it goes..."
Ishtar began guiding an awkward Duzel across the carpet of her room. They went slowly at first, but pretty soon, they were waltzing with ease.
"We did it, Duzie! I knew this was easy!" Ishtar said happily, as she was doing a spin.
Duzel didn't say anything. Ishtar wondered what was wrong, until she realized that she had spun right into his arms. Slowly, as if controlled by something, she lifted her head and looked at him. His red eyes seemed to draw her in as their eyes locked.
Ishtar's heart began to pound. Duzel's face seemed to draw nearer. Or was it her face that was drawing closer to him? It felt like time was standing still. And then, Ishtar came back into focus.
"Um...I think that's enough practice. Let's call it a night, Duzie, I'm still beat from trying on all those dresses. I've got another long day tomorrow, so I'm going to sleep. Nighty night!" she said quickly, getting on the bed and pulling up the covers.
But Ishtar did not go to sleep. She laid awake, with her back turned to Duzel, feeling uneasy.
What's happening? she thought. Why'd I freeze up there just now? I can't be falling in love with Duzie, can I? Oh, whatever. I'm too tired to figure this out. I'll worry about it tomorrow.
And Ishtar closed her eyes, unaware that Duzel was still in his true form, watching her.
