Daniel makes a deal with Eifion, provided, he can prove it's not only beneficial for himself, that he wouldn't end up as the laughing stock of the school.

Daniel was going to put his plan into action, but first he needed to get the Deacon on his side. If anyone was willing to bend the rules, it was Eifion. But he didn't exactly know if it was feasible, from his understanding or from the cue points of other students including teacher's, the Deacon tended to overload his plate.

He liked to be involved with all events, not just sign off on plans. He listens to the teachers including their concerns.

Right now, he had a concern and while he would love to out not only himself, but Killua as well, at least the two of them being partners… he wanted to pull at Killua's heartstrings the best way he knew how, besides just being romantic with words.

Thanks to Victor's attempt at erasing his treasured memories, he couldn't properly woo his partner. The time he had lost his memories of Killua, their dance that evening where they spilt their hearts out to each other as though they hadn't been dating for months since then…

That time at Greed Island, where they dance under the starry sky while the whole Island celebrated for winning the game, he could remember Killua's expression during both situations…

Mainly, his boyfriend's smile…

Now that his gathered those memories back, he knows the limitation of their natural raw talent. He knows exactly how to impress Killua, without injuring his partner in the process.

He was going to court Killua, by drawing in a crowd of onlookers, right after revealing a part of their truth. The reason why he wanted to do all of this in the first place.

The second, was because he knows how jealous Killua was. Sometimes, he even felt this sense of jealousy wash over him, one he never sensed was coming from himself. It was caused by a talent he never realised he was doing it in the first place.

The sting of aura Daniel was sharing with Killua, well, he was mainly directing at his partner without the boy's permission in the beginning. Inch by inch, even though it was hard to tap into, he sometimes felt like he knew what Killua was thinking.

He couldn't read Killua's exact thoughts, but he felt the boy's bubbling emotions sometimes. Even now he's struggling to tap into that ability.

It might because in those rare instances, Killua is allowing his aura to intermingle with his unconsciously, directing this sort of level of trust towards him. By dancing, allowing their body to intermingle with one another, giving into the boy's trust.

He hopes to exploit the string of aura. By doing so, he's hoping that it was possible to break through that wall.

He's not expecting after that event to be able to read his partner's every thought; it wasn't his ideal goal. But maybe by sharing this intimacy, it might open them up to feeling each other's emotions.

They might even one day be able to flick aura at each other like secret messages, letting the other know how scared, angry, embarrassed, happy, sad…

Horny… they are. With all things to be considered, he feels like that the most sent message would be "I'm horny, let's fuck" would be the main emotion he'd receive most to the time; embarrassed would be a close second…

He wondered what it would be to feel like to not only be able to see Killua's flushed cheeks, but feel it being shared through their intermingling aura.

All this sound like a cool concept on paper. But first, he needed to get Eifion's permission.

With a knock on the door, he hoped that the Deacon had time to talk to him. He knows Eifion was a busy man, so if he didn't have time to talk, he'd pass on the idea and opt to do something else instead. Perhaps he'd come later, once Halloween has passed and the students are studying for their exams.

Maybe then he'd be less of a burden on Eifion and would be allowed an opportunity to make his case.

When Eifion opened the door, Daniel was greeted with a man bordering between the living and the dead. He had huge black bags under his eyes and his hair was an absolute mess. It's as though the man stuck his finger in an electric socket.

Maybe this is a bad idea… The boy thought, thinking that due to the workload, making a request with the Deacon to further add to that workload is a disaster in the making, "Oh, sorry… If you're busy I might go-"

"No, no! Not at all! Come in…" The man held the door open.

Daniel peered in, expecting to see the room in disarray. Boy, was he surprised to see the room clean; not a single speck of dust decorated any of the furniture. Where exactly does he find time to clean?

He cautiously entered the room as Eifion tamed his hair, combing it back with his fingers as he pinched his eyes.

As Daniel quietly stepped into the room, Eifion closed the door behind them. Shifting his weight, the man walked back over to his desk, covering his mouth with an audible yawn. Once he sat down, he still had teabags, but at least his hair was tamed, "Sit. What can I do for you?"

"I was hoping for a request… but you look really busy, and quite… dead."

"Well, to be fair I have stuck my head in the Halloween and Christmas party plans. I'm trying to at least push everything though so the teachers know what the plans are for that evening and they're doing."

"Oh, sorry… I shouldn't be asking then."

"Nonsense, I'm willing to listen. Ask away, and I'll see what I can do."

"Well, first can I hear a bit about the Halloween event, it's gonna be Audrey- Alluka's first Halloween party."

"Oh, well… then I should make it-"

"NO, no, no! Don't put extra stuff on your plate when it's obviously weighing the table down."

The man chuckled at that, "Your father said the same thing. I'm only trying to replicate a fraction of his talents."

Daniel looked at the man, his expression hopefully unreadable. He wasn't exacting his father to be dropped into the conversation so suddenly.

Eifion saw a solemnly expression, his eyes softening before switching the topic "Well, there is going to be candy, games and a treasure hunt of sorts. Mainly that's what we do to the students in your age group. We can't exactly go door-to-door knocking, so we set up a few teacher's willing to stay the night to hand out candy when students find them. Other than that, the chefs at cafeteria like to make their food look spooky for the night. Or get a little creative with their dishes. Like…"

"Zombie brains…" The man made a disgusted expression, "Although it's just Jell-O shaped to look like a brain. Tastes nice though. The Jell-O not the brain…"

"Sounds amazing!"

"I hope so… I've gone over the menu and signed it off. Teachers are going to dress up, especially the ones in drama as well as the make-up artists, they like to go all out, test their ability. As long as they don't go out of their way to make a someone look like a zombie, I'm happy. I don't want a repeat of that year…"

When Daniel raised an eyebrow, Eifion sighed, "One teacher designed a very realistic… rotting flesh face mask for another teacher. Let's just say, the police were involved… and an incident that resulted in a full photo shoot. Many kids were terrified… Not just teachers…"

Daniel burst into laughter, "Thankfully, it wasn't designed to smell like how they look."

"Thankfully…" The man sighed once more, "So… let's hope this year doesn't result in that kind of terror. Now, what were you hoping for…?"

"Well, I wanted to make a request for the Christmas party. I'm willing to make changes to my initial idea, or scrap it entirely if you won't allow it."

"Depends…" The man sat back, relaxing into the seat with a sincere giddiness radiating off him.

"I want to woo Killua."

"Go on…"

"And I was hoping to get a few songs dedicated for Killua and myself to dance to."

Eifion raised an eyebrow at this, "Christmas songs?"

"No… not really."

"Alright, I'll bite."

"I have a few songs on my mind, but I was hoping you'd make an announcement of my name."

"Killua and Alluka's too?"

"No, just mine. I… I want to live up to my family name. At least the "Darkscryer" dancing aspect. Maybe by allowing my name through, I might be able to gather information about Vastorie though others, not just you. To… well, to be honest, make sure you don't take the bulk of the questions. I feel like just hearing my dad having taught here, including your relationship with the man will eat away at what remaining free time you have."

"I understand. But I feel like… just saying your name will raise a few eyebrows. Not in a bad sense, more that those who know your father would be upset at me for never mentioning the fact you're studying here. But…" Eifion held up a finger "judging by Killua not being here, he is unaware of this request I assume…"

"Yes, which is why I don't want his name to be revealed. I want to show Killua that… Well, I want him to know my eyes have been on him only…"

Eifion blinked, allowing his aura to flow though his eyes. He could tell the boy was anxious, really hoping for him to say "yes". But there were many factors stopping him from accepting.

One, teachers would be annoyed at him for allowing one student to "mess up" the original plans.

Second, the students would be jealous, considering Daniel would be one of the few students he has let get away with altering the main plan.

However, he knows what kind of teacher Vastorie was. He knows what kind of length the man when though when it came to teaching the art of dancing. That man has mesmerised fellow teachers with his form of dancing, using his body to not just the match the rhythm, but the beat of music.

Now that he thought about… Anything artistic, the man was drawn to the creativity of the subject. Vastorie like the style because as the man puts it: With pen and paper, life can be created, it's beauty unable to be matched even by my stained hands…

It was a quote that shocked him to the core. He knows why the man said it, including what stains Vastorie's hands. The blood of lost talent.

If Vastorie has pass on some of his talent onto Daniel, mainly the ability to move to flow of music… having the boy step up on the dance floor, showing off some of those skills would impress not just the teachers and students, his father as well…

He'd record the night and send it to the boy's father. Vastorie would like that…

Also, having the son revealing that form of nostalgia to the teachers, would bring some of them joy.

He knows a few teachers, especially the ones that got to be a part of Vastorie's classes would love to witness the man's child reiterate his own style of dancing; it was after an art form incomparably to others. Everyone usually had their own style, how they move and acted with every step.

Daniel was even planning on getting Killua involved, the two preforming a tango of their own, one filled with a trust in each other. With what the man has taught his son, the boy would have a completely different style born from those lessons.

Those moves where sure to shock his fellow dance instructors to the core.

Sure, it would make his other fellow workers question his reasoning. For one, hiding the son of the man that made them happy to have a part of their lives, wouldn't be something they would've wanted in the first place.

Then again… it's not like Eifion had a reason to hide Daniel, Killua and Alluka's name, well, mainly Daniel's name. Releasing Killua and Alluka's surname was bound to give them a heart attack, if they learned they were teaching students that belong to a notorious family of assassins.

With all things to be considered, having even a single photo of a member of that family could be worth millions of Jenny.

Not even Vastorie cared about the consequences of making them come to this school. The man was hoping that they'd eventually come here. While the kids had come out of their own volition, their main reason was to bring some of Vastorie's past to light, to explain away why he's acting the way he does now.

Eventually, there will come a time where they can talk about it. But until then, he'd make the boys and the little girl feel comfortable while they're here "Alright…"

"Really?!"

"On one condition…" The Deacon raised a single finger, before moving to point it at the boy making the request, "you can show me that you can dance. On the off-chance Vastorie didn't teach you, or put you into those types of classes… I don't want everyone's eyes on you, only to have you make a fool of yourself. I'm not putting you though that embarrassment…"

Daniel pouted.

"I absolutely don't want to put this huge burden on you, only to watch you crash and burn. Vastorie is a legend around here… many teachers who have watched him is bound to judge you harshly once they learn who you are…"

Daniel frowned at the news. He wasn't dancing so he could impress them, he was dancing to impress Killua. Sure, he has been dancing since he was six, various styles from different cultures. But that night, that Christmas party plan was thought out with Killua on his mind…

Not the others…

Sure, it's one of the few things that could make Vastorie smile, Nathaniel also being other one. But ever since the incident with Victor, his personality had completely changed. He doesn't understand how to make his father smile once more, let alone if it was even possible… at least from his perspective.

Not only that, now that he thinks about it… He's pretty sure while his father was teaching him, the man used a completely different style of teaching.

Vastorie was focused and precise when guiding him every step of the way "Sure…" Daniel agreed to the term given to him. He has a chance to make Killua smile, and his not going to give it up because Eifion was seeking a bit of conviction, proof that he could dance.

Maybe not as good as his father, but at least in a presentable manner.

"Second," Eifion held up a second finger, even though he stated he had one condition. To be fair, this really wasn't a condition. He just wanted to make it easier for the DJ playing that night to have access to the songs "I would like to know the names of the songs. There will be a DJ playing that night, and I don't really want him wasting time looking for the songs, so that he could upload it to his playlist mid play through. He has a job to do which Intend not to burden him with further jobs that evening. Also, I expect you to keep it PG rated, understood?"

Daniel nodded.

"Good. As for the basic rules… no kissing, grinding of one's body against the other. Do I make myself clear…?"

"Sure! I wouldn't feel right with what I have planned."

"Oh…" The man curled his hand along his cheek, a smile escaping as he was waiting to hear what the boy had planned for that evening.

Daniel went though, explaining what he wanted to achieve that night. The moves, the steps and procedures he wanted to pan out.

Eifion looked over the boy, listening intently. He was checking to see if there were any hints if a hidden agenda. He didn't know if Daniel was just as mischievous as his father. That man had bent the rules so many times, he was surprised nothing cracked under its pressure.

But with Daniel he was completely sincere, his smile breaking out every time he mentioned his partner's name. He wanted to make it special to Killua. Eifion didn't expect that…

Vastorie was very reserved when it came to PDA, he kept it behind closed doors, especially while he was a teacher here. He knew how to tell a story, how to make people swoon over him…

But his son was the complete opposite, at least when it came to drawing in others. He didn't want that kind of attention. The only one he really wanted to impress, was Killua. And while pulling off these feats, having his name being announced was bound to draw other's attention…

The boy was only focused on spoiling Killua. Sure, he wanted to get Alluka a camera help record that night, but it was only for the three of them to sit down and watch; to cherish that memory for the rest of their lives.

He should be making a note of these request, to help ease the minds of his fellow teachers. But springing this kind of information on them way before the reveal didn't feel right. He wanted to watch their jaws drop has these superhuman feats were being performed.

Before any of this happened, he wanted to see them in action. Having the boy state what he wanted to do with no backing, was bound to end in a disaster. Daniel needed to impress him first.

When the boy finished explaining, Eifion spoke softly "… And you can perform all these feats?"

"Most of them, with a little practice, I'm sure I could pull of the rest. But it's not just practice… I need Killua to trust me. He does, but within that moment… I'd most likely have to butter him up. To get him to focus only on me, and not the surrounding students."

"So, the ones you don't need practice… would you be willing to show me?"

Daniel shook his head, "No…"

"No…?"

Daniel shook his hands, waving away the thought if it crossed the man's mind, "It's not that I don't trust you…" The boy let out a soft sigh, "I want to be able to pull it off with Killua. I want him to be given those moments. But… all the basic steps I mentioned, I'm willing to show you I can move to the rhythm of any song…"

"Ok…" Eifion stood up, cycling through the classic music on his computer before picking one at random, "Show me that you can move us to this song, and I'll allow you impress Killua at the Christmas party."

"You want me to dance to the Moonlight Sonata by Beethoven?"

Eifion shrugged. He didn't really care which song, provided, Daniel could move to music. He was giving the boy a chance to impress him "I can change the song, but I have a lot of classical music on my computer… So…"

"Alright!" Daniel stood up, "just wasn't expecting that…" He held both hands up "Do you want me to take lead, or faux follow…"

Eifion thought for a moment before smiling, "Do what I'd least expect."

With a smile, Daniel held a hand to the man's hip before grabbing the man's hand with the other, "I hope you'd be impressed by the end of this evening, because my dream to woo Killua will not be hindered by this… I want to make him smile that night!"