Night of the Prom…finally!…
Tohru rushed to get ready, already running five minutes late. Her date was waiting downstairs, probably, anxious to be going already. "I'll be right down! Just one more minute!" she yelled down the stairs, still struggling into her shoes, hair coming out of its pins to spiral aimlessly down her back. She had managed to talk Miine-kun into helping her curl her dark hair.
Finally, she stumbled down the stairs, awkward in the high heels and dress. The material was dark blue, covered with tiny silver stars, the straps resting comfortably on her shoulders. She silently thanked Ayame and Miine for all their help and hard work. Speechless, her date stood, still silent as he walked over and grasped her hand gently, raising it to his lips as his eyes sought hers. "You look…"
"Horrible, yes, I know," she murmured, a blush creeping its way onto her cheeks, tears shining in her eyes.
"No, you look…" Still stumbling for words, he finally settled on "gorgeous," although he felt that it wasn't enough.
"Oh…" Breathless, Tohru stared up at him, before he offered her his arm and suggested that they leave for the dance. She only nodded and followed him outside, allowing him to tuck her into the front seat of the car.
The gym had been decorated in accordance with the theme: Ancient Greece. Pillars had been painted onto the walls and cardboard stand-ups, and vines had been strewn all about. Enchanted, Tohru simply stared. Grinning at her obvious enjoyment of something so simple, her date snagged her hand and, when the music started, led her shyly onto the dance floor.
Both of them had two left feet, or so it seemed. But neither seemed to care. Content to reside in his arms, at least for the night, Tohru nestled her head against his chest and smiled, eyes full of love, up at Yuki. His dark suit was velvet smooth under her fingertips as her hands rested on his upper arms, his silver hair dangling in his eyes as he looked down at her.
…An hour and a half later…
Yuki managed to convince Tohru to take a walk outside with him, saying that the gym was getting too hot for him. She happily complied with his suggestion, unwilling to be separated from him tonight. 'I should tell him, before he changes his mind and leaves me alone…' she told herself, taking a deep breath before blurting out the truth:
"I love you, Yuki," she finally said, forcing the words out before she could loose her courage. Hurt by his sudden silence, she turned to walk away, but his hand on her arm stopped her in her tracks. "Tohru—I…I love you, too!" he managed, crushing her against his chest, fighting against the urge to kiss her senseless.
Luckily for them both, it was the first time that he lost a fight.