Wolf: Sorry for the wait. School hardly makes time for anything else than homework or worrying about your grade. Being a freshman's tough. (eyes swirl) So much homework.

LM: This is Marisa/Tana as put on request by the way. It took Wolf awhile to think of an idea, but as usual, it came right into her head. (looks at the dizzy Wolf) You have extremely spontaneous ideas Wolf.

DM: Yeah I'll say. Get on with the fic already!

Wolf: (mumbles) Pushy. To the fic!

Disclaimer: (sniffles) Me no own Fire Emblem. (sobs)

Blue Ribbons Dancing

"I don't see what's the point in this," Marisa stated with a frown.

A scoff was heard from behind her. Her hair was let down and the amethyst waves accentuated her matching eyes. A brush ran lightly over the cloud soft strands. A lock of sapphire tumbled suddenly over Marisa's shoulder and she blinked idly. The out of place hair didn't belong to her mane of amethyst. Rather, it belonged to the dark curtain of blue of the other woman.

"I hate dressing up," Marisa grumbled.

Another scoff echoed from behind. "Marisa," a voice said with little patience, "It's a party. You have to dress up. Besides, you look great."

Marisa frowned and fidgeted a little. She turned to look over her shoulder, but only caught a glimpse of Tana. The Pegasus Knight had dressed her up in a long lilac gown with frills and pearls at the end. Tana herself was wearing a sleek dress of icy blue with long white gloves. A necklace of sapphires lay upon her collarbone. Their dresses may not have been piled with puffy skirts and glittering gems, but they suited the two just fine. Tana looks beautiful with even regular wear, Marisa mused. Her eyes widened at the stray thought and she quickly shook her head to dispel it.

"Hey!" Tana protested, "You made me mess up!"

Marisa raised an eyebrow, "At what?"

Her hair had been mussed in result of her shake and the tresses were tousled. She blinked when she caught the sight of something sky blue in her hair. Reaching up, her hand dismantled the small object and she looked down at it. The soft little thing was one of the bluest ribbons she'd ever seen. Feeling Tana's hands working through her hair she could only guess that the blue-haired girl was knotting more of the little pieces of cloth in her hair. She frowned and shook her head again.

"What are you doing?" she asked again.

She could almost hear the blush in Tana's voice, "Uuh…I was just…I-I thought you l-looked…their so beautiful…makes your hair stand out," she mumbled.

"They do?" the mercenary couldn't help the slightly flattered tone leaking in her voice. She smiled and let Tana continue her work. The more she thought about it, the more she felt excited at the idea of a party. They all surely deserved it. Tana said that a party would let them all unwind. She also hinted that Marisa hadn't been the cheeriest girl in the cavalry.

Tana chatted happily as she weaved the ribbons, "It'll be so much fun. There'll food, balloons, cake, dessert, music, dancing…"

She didn't get to finish as Marisa started.

"DANCING?" the mercenary shrieked, "Who said anything about dancing?"

Tana blinked at her, "Of course there's going to be dancing. It wouldn't be a party without dancing. People aren't just going to sit around and just listen to the music."

Marisa shifted uncomfortably and Tana asked, "Why?"

The amethyst-haired woman didn't answer and Tana raised an eyebrow. Is she? No not Marisa. She's always so confident. But then why's she so nervous? It can't be just the fact that she's in a dress is it? Tana thought.

The Frelian princess ceased her work, "Marisa," she asked slowly, "You…you're not afraid of dancing…are you?"

Marisa stiffened. She stuttered, "N-no. I-I'm not a-afraid of d-dancing. What made you think I was?"

"Well," Tana began, "You're usually so confident. You never let your emotions show and you keep calm in a desperate situation. Which is more than I can say for some of our other comrades. And yet, here you are, skittish as a freshly weaned filly."

Marisa frowned, then smiled. "You're comparing me to a horse? Typical."

Tana blushed as Marisa chuckled. She huffed, "Oh, settle down. I need finish your hair or we're gonna be late."

Marisa laughed as Tana hurriedly weaved the rest of the ribbons in her hair. When she was done she handed a mirror to the mercenary. Marisa stared at her reflection. Her amethyst hair was streaming down her shoulders in elegant waves, pieces of sky trailing along the purplish strands. They seemed to gleam proudly as they emphasized her hair. She breathed slowly, dazzled at the work of art.

"they're beautiful," she whispered to Tana.

Tana beamed and finished the last touches on her own hair which was brimmed with ruby sparkles. She grinned at Marisa, "I knew you'd like them."

Marisa smiled as they gazed at each other. Pools of amethyst stared into sapphire oceans. Tana blushed and looked away after several moments. She whispered, "We'd better get going."

Marisa nodded at her and the two exited the tent. They walked side by side to the largest of the tents in the campsite. Music was blaring loudly as they entered. The thundering of drums, flutes, violins, and ocarinas sang along the cloth walls. Light from lamps and the moon reflected around the tent, illuminating it. Warriors were gathered around the tent, talking joyfully, eating, or dancing. Marisa noted with slight fear that most were dancing. Beautifully slow or lightning quick. With usually another person. As couples. Romantically, she noted with increasing fear.

She felt Tana sidle closer to her and shyly take her hand. Marisa looked at her quickly. The uncertain, bashful smile caused her to relax slightly and she smiled back, squeezing Tana's hand. They walked toward the buffet table and piled food unto two plates. As they ate in compatible silence, Marisa took the time to survey everyone else.

Ephraim stood next to Innes, chatting the night away with his fellow prince. Tethys danced upon the wooden stage at the north wall, vibrant ruby hair twirling wildly. More of her comrades stretched across the party, usually in groups or private couples. L'Arachel was trying to convince Eirika to come onto the dance floor with her. The Princess of Renais was politely declining and Marisa could see the same fear in her teal eyes. She didn't want to embarrass herself, but Marisa wondered why considering the princess was probably raised to know all about balls and parties. That included dancing. A tug on her arm turned her away from the troubadour and swordswoman. Tana looked at her with the same shy smile and gestured toward the dance floor.

"Wanna dance?" she asked, hope barely detected in her voice.

Marisa hesitated, then saw the hopeful look in Tana's eyes and finally nodded slowly. After, a little dancing couldn't hurt. Could it? She prayed that it couldn't, letting Tana lead her onto the dance floor.

The mercenary gulped as Tana grabbed her hand and put it on her waist, then intertwined her fingers with Marisa's other hand. She was painfully aware that this was a couples' gesture and the warmth of the Pegasus's Knights body against her own as they started to sway to the music.

The rhythm was slow and soft, but Marisa shifted around clumsily and swore that she'd stepped on Tana's feet more than fifty times. The blue-haired girl didn't seem to mind as she gazed delicately up at the taller woman. Her smile was radiant on her face and her sapphire eyes shone with happiness and another emotion that she couldn't name. Marisa smiled awkwardly at her, hand still on her waist. As the music thrummed on, she felt herself melt into the silky beat, bringing Tana closer.

The Frelian Princess sighed happily as she snuggled into Marisa's unconscious embrace. Their feet moved in an endless waltz, moving with the steady beat of their hearts. Marisa leaned toward Tana and rested her head on top of deep sapphire strands. She smiled dazedly as her body relaxed fully, allowing her spirit some peace. She caught sight of the sky blue ribbons in her hair and her smile broadened. The little ornaments really did make her hair stand out. As the song came to an end, she pulled away from Tana and looked down at her.

Tana's face wore and adoring expression and Marisa grinned as she noted the love in her eyes. She brushed her lips across Tana's ear, "I had a great time."

Tana whispered back, her own lips tingling Marisa's cheek. "I did too. Thanks for the dance. It was wonderful."

Marisa grinned and pulled back slightly. She stared at Tana, and on impulse, brushed her lips sweetly against the Pegasus Knight's. a gasp emitted from the girl followed by a soft, content sigh. Yep, dancing wasn't so bad. And neither were blue ribbons. Especially when the two were put together plus a certain blue-haired princess. Oh yes, dancing was wonderful.

Wolf: Sorry for the reeeeeaaaaallllllly long wait. I actually had this all week, but only finished today. Curse school, homework, and my laziness. Sorry all my reviewers, but thanks for reviewing. As an apology and thanks, I made this one extra long and more in depth. With a few hints of other couples.

LM: If you look really close you could interpret a bit of it as shounen ai or just friendship. Up to you as how you see it.

DM: With the shoujo ai hint of another couple Wolf's gonna write about.

Wolf: Oi, I still need reviews for my Winged Love fic. Three chapters and only six reviews. Makes me awfully depressed. It's shoujo ai if anyone's interested. Oh and next is Amelia/Neimi followed by Jill/Lethe! And please review people! Desperate for it.