It started with a joke.

"Ne Rukia, would you like to dance with me?"

"Baka! I bet you can't even keep off your feet from your partner's! I don't want to end up with a sore foot."

They had just finished the killing blow to another hollow. The truth is Ichigo did all the work while she cheered him on. Although being cursed and insulted in a single sentence can hardly uplift one's spirit unless it's Rukia spouting the nonsense and it's Ichigo at the receiving end.

"Look at the moon."

He did not retort to her provocation and that irked her even more. Tsk! Asking her to dance just like that. With Zangetsu still in his left hand and his right hand skimming through his hair again. Pshaw!

She turned her gaze at the sky and tried to forget that the boy's request. Although she can't help but think that indeed, it would be nice to dance with someone under the magnificent orb of white. She was mesmerized.

The boy put away Zangetsu and took her hand.

"Rukia, dance with me." His voice has taken an entirely weird tone, not arrogant, not whining either. Serious. Calm. Collected. And soothing to the soul.

She looked into his eyes and can see herself reflected there. Then she was falling, falling, falling. It was a peculiar sensation.

Then they were dancing. His right hand was on her waist, her left hand was on his shoulder. Her right hand is intertwined with his left. And they were swaying to the music of the wind, to the song of the night. She was a princess and he was the prince. It was a magical spell.

He looked at her and thought she looked cute with Yuzu's pajamas on. She looked adorable with that strand of hair falling across her face. She looked beautiful with the moon's light creating a play of shadows on her graceful being.

The dance ended with an embrace. Warm. Warm. Warm.

She has always been cold. She has always considered the snow her best friend. But now, it seems that it is all right to melt too.
She has always thought the moon and the snow consist the best scene but it seems the summer sky and the moon can be great too.

She buried her face into his chest. "If only this could go on forever."

He smiled. "I will make it."

And they embrace each other in a silence full of meaning.


At the other end of the park...

"Hey look at that girl! She was dancing a while ago by herself and now she looks like she's hugging someone."

"Must be crazy."

"Either that or she has a ghost for a boyfriend."

"Must be the latter. Aw! That's romantic!"

"Doh! Typical of you to think like that."

"Stop talking like that. I'm scared. Although...it would be nice if they end up together..."

"Eh? None of our business. Let's go home!"



"Would you like to dance with me again?"

"Only under the moonlight."


Gomen! That was rushed. Umm, hope I write a better one next time...Reviews:D