"Yuki-Sama," She whispered. They were at a restaurant with their parents. Their parents were still trying to get them closer. Though what they didn't know was that the two of them had already become closer in their own way.
Yuki looked over at her.
She mouthed, 'there's a party tonight. Go with me?' They were sitting across from each other. Yuuki's mother sitting beside her and Yuki's mother sitting beside him. They were in a booth in the corner.
He looked confused. She rolled her eyes, grabbed a crayon from the cup on the side that was obviously meant for children, and took a napkin. She put her arm over it so that her mother wouldn't notice. She wrote exactly what she said, and passed it under the table to Yuki.
Yuki unfolded it under the table and read it. He looked up at her with a 'what in the world are you talking about' smile on his face.
She rolled her eyes, and mouthed 'please?'
He smiled regularly now and mouthed back, 'okay...' His mother looked over at him smiling at Yuuki, and smiled herself.
She tapped Yuuki's mother under the table and nodded her head to the two of them. Both of the teens were smiling at each other. The two mothers smiled at each other as well. It had been a month since he had first met her.
Later that night
Yuki was dressed in a fancy-looking suit, while the other Yuuki was in a tight, low-cut, tiny red dress. Yuki almost choked. What on Earth was she wearing?
She stopped and stared at him. Yuki had thought it was the silly parties he had been going to all of his life with his mother, and all the snobby rich assholes. Yuuki laughed until she was crying. Sure it was smart of him to wear something dressy, though not 1800's dressy!
That was how Yuki was use to dressing though, especially to parties. "Yuki-Sama, this is a teen party." She laughed a few more times, trying to be as quiet as she possibly could, and watched Yuki walk up the stairs to change. He wore something more in style, and walked down the stairs.
"Better. Now hurry, before mother catches me." She quietly walked in front of him. He grabbed her wrist, and started whispering. He knew the house was asleep, but he didn't know that her mother didn't allow her to do these things.
"Wait, you're not allowed to go to these types of things?" He whispered as loud as he could.
"Oh, shut up. Let's hurry this up before you wake mother up." She smiled, and Yuki followed unwillingly.
When they walked in the door, loud and upbeat music was playing. Yuuki seemed to know the music for she was singing along to it.
She pulled Yuki's hand and led him to the dance floor. Yuki panicked. He had not the slightest clue how to dance… Not this way anyhow.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and put her waist too close to Yuki's. He noticed. She noticed. She got closer, and Yuki panicked more, and more.
Yuki's face was bright red. He didn't let go of her waist though.
"Beating hearts, baby.
Baby is this love for real?
Beating hearts, baby…"
Yuki looked as though he was going to pass out. "Yuki-Sama," She looked up at him, "Are you alright?" She distanced herself from him a bit, and he looked at her.
"Oh, uhm, I just, er, don't know how to do this." Yuuki stared for a while, and then laughed.
As most guys are the ones who lead girls, Yuuki was the leader.
After the song ended, a slow one started. Yuki blushed, not really wanting to do this. He looked to her, and saw the look in her eyes. She looked like such a child. It was the look a little girl would give her daddy when she wanted a new toy.
He couldn't possibly say no. He knew how to slow dance though, and he also knew that chances were she didn't. He smiled at this.
He grabbed her wrist, and pulled her up onto his feet with a smile. Her eyes widened, and she blushed.
"Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you,
over again, don't make me change my mind"
"Yuki-Sama," she breathed, "I-I…"
He moved to the music perfectly. Yuuki's face was bright red, and her eyes were wide open. He smiled down at her sadly, remembering Tohru for a moment.
And then he leaned down so that his lips were at her ear while putting her arms around his neck and winding his arms around her waist. "Forget the World for just a second," he wasn't only convincing her that, he was convincing himself that. Don't spoil her night; just forget Tohru for one second. Do it. Tohru was out of his mind, and the fact that the two of them were the only ones dancing escaped her mind as well.
They danced and danced. They were as close as they could get to each other.
"Because a girl like you is impossible to find,
You're impossible to find…"
The song ended, though neither of them could bring themselves to let go. That was, until Tohru popped into Yuki's mind. "Yuki, what are you doing? Y-you said that… I was… your only." He pictured her looking up at him with those wide, innocent eyes.
Feeling a sharp pain in his heart, he let her go. She looked at him in confusion.
"Why don't we sit down for a while?" Yuki smiled and covered up all the pain. She nodded and followed him.
As soon as Yuki sat, he looked up and saw something he could have died over; Tohru. She was here, at the party. Why though? Why did she have to come here? This was going to ruin everything. He knew Tohru wouldn't have come unless she had someone to come with… so that must have meant…
He looked down not wanting to think about it anymore.
No, Tohru. You are. Don't worry, nothing's changed. You are, and always will be… my first.
Always, Tohru Honda, always.
