The lights of the dance hall were almost blinding as Natsumi and Giroro stepped inside, the pair of them instantly moving in sync with the beat of the music. Natsumi smiled and handed her coat of to one of the attendants and watched as Giroro did the same, admiring him through lowered eyelashes.

"Come on-" She reached out and grabbed his hand, feeling her heart skip a beat as she raced with him to the dance floor itself. There had been friends of hers that she had passed along the way but each of their greetings fell of silent as she moved by them; too stunned to see her with a boy to be able to talk.

"Umm… Natsumi? Everybody's staring at us." The tone of Giroro's voice made her turn and Natsumi smiled gently at the blush creeping across his face. "I look alright don't I? I mean- I'm not … not froggy, am I?" Giroro was trying hard to fight the urge to run away and be alone. He felt uneasy with so many people staring at them.

"You look perfect." Natsumi's voice was soft, nearly a whisper but it still struck Giroro just as though she'd been yelling. He blushed and began to look down at his feet before a small voice in the back of his head reminded him that he was the lucky one here. That no other boy had Natsumi on their arm that night and that he needed to put aside his feelings of embarrassment and show her a good time.

Giroro raised his head and straightened his shoulders, placing his most charming smile upon his lips he twisted his hand in Natsumi's and let it go, stepping a few paces in front of her. "There's another Keronian dance that I'd love to show you. If you'll permit me." He stretched out his hand to her in a bow and flashed her a smile.

It was Natsumi's turn to blush and she placed her hand in his, moving gracefully towards him in one fluid motion until she was nearly pressed up against his chest. The rest of the room stopped and backed away clearing a large space in the middle of the dance floor but she didn't notice. The only thing she could see anymore was the warmth and love in Giroro's red eyes. "So um… does this dance have a name?"

"Not one that translates well." Giroro said easily moving the both of them around the room. With a quick and practiced movement he spun her away from him in a semi-circle and circled the opposite direction to catch her just as the music swelled.

"Giroro…" Natsumi looked up at him and felt her heart leap painfully. She didn't want to leave this man, even if he was a frog. He made her feel safe, and strong, and beautiful- was it so wrong to not want to give all that up? She didn't think so- and she was sure her mother would understand. Relaxing into his arms Natsumi closed her eyes and let any nerves she had been holding on to go. His dance became more natural to her, the fear of what to do with her feet was gone and she soared with him across the dance floor.

Giroro smiled, he had felt the tension melt out from her muscles and though he didn't know the cause he was glad that his love was no longer anxious. Though her increased ability to follow and predict his movements had shocked him at first he hid his surprise from her. It wasn't an easy dance to do- even Keronian's with years of practice had trouble mastering this particular form- but she kept pace with him, even adding a small flourish here and there to otherwise dull moves.

The pair of them began to move faster, the rest of the partners stopping completely to watch as the two whipped around the floor with ease. Eventually the music stopped and the pair of them came to a halt, staring into each other's eyes, panting lightly. The cheers and applause slowly filtered back into their ears and the pair of them blushed, bowing quickly before scampering off to find a drink.

"I'm so embarrassed…" Natsumi whispered to him and tightened her grip on Giroro's hand. "Were people just watching us? That's so creepy!" She giggled nervously as he stroked the back of her hand with his thumb.

"Hey Natsumi!" One of her friends waved furiously and Natsumi smiled and waved in return.

"I need to at least go say hello to them." She said apologetically, wanting to keep her hand in Giroro's as long as possible. "Do you mind grabbing us both drinks and then coming over so I can introduce you?"

Giroro nodded and reluctantly letting go of her hand to find the drink table. "I won't be long." He leaned in and whispered in her ear, feeling the heat between their bodies spike.

Natsumi nodded and felt herself grin wildly before dashing off to her friends.

"Oh my god Natsumi! Who is he? He's so cute!" The first girl in the group grasped her hand and pulled Natsumi closer into them.

"Hold on- I'll introduce him when he gets back so he can meet everyone." Natsumi straightened her shoulders and held herself like a queen.

"What I can't believe is that dance you two were doing. You were flying across the floor, I've never seen anything like it." Another girl in a green dress said.

"Umm ya, that's totally what I was about to say." Said a third girl, eyeing Giroro across the room.

"Sorry that took me so long." Giroro said sweeping up next to Natsumi and handing her a glass of water, making sure to touch her hand as he did.

"No worries. Everyone this is Corp...Giroro. He and his brothers are staying at my house for a few days while they're in town." Natsumi thought quickly and hid her grin behind her glass.

"Oh no way! He's living with you?!" The first friend who had spoken first, the jealousy evident in her voice.

"Well for a little while anyway." Natsumi said blushing and flapping her hand embarrassed "and his brothers are a lot more annoying than he is."

Giroro laughed and nodded, placing a hand on Natsumi's shoulder in a gesture of apology. "I know they can get annoying. Thank you for putting up with them."

"Well- It's not all bad, not since I get to be near you." Natsumi almost cursed aloud at her tratious tongue.

Giroro laughed and gently pulled her hand away from her lips, kissing the back of it. "Even for me putting up with my brothers is an amazing feat."

The group laughed politely as the music began to swell again. "Natsumi?" Giroro offered his hand to her again. "I believe they're playing our song." Natsumi smiled and winked at the other girls, placing her hand lightly in Giroro's. The two of them moved back to the dancefloor, Giroro throwing their cups out as they moved past the barrels.

"I'm not sure your friends like me." Giroro said placing a hand on Natsumi's waist and beginning to move them both to the music.

"I'm not sure my friends like me right now." Natsumi responded with a giggle. "I'm pretty sure they'd all like to see me dissapear so they could have you for themselves." Natsumi grinned and pressed herself closer against Giroro's chest, feeling her heart flutter and watching Giroro blush and stumbled a bit in his movements.

"Natsumi- what are you-"

Natsumi could feel her heart swell each time he said her name and she leaned in to rest her head against him, swaying in time with the music. "Hush." Natsumi closed her eyes and shivered as she felt his muscles move beneath her. "I... I just wanted to say thank you. For inviting me. I never would have come if you hadn't and I would have missed out." She blushed against his chest and tried hard to concentrate only on the feel of them moving about the room rather than how she wanted to feel him wrap her tightly in her arms again.

"Natsumi I-" Giroro stopped. He still didn't know if he would be able to become human, or if Natsumi would ever consider becoming Keronian for him. The indecision ate him up inside, he couldn't stand the thought of leaving her but neither could he abandon his team. He felt his heart swell and he spun her around easily, almost giddy with power for a moment.

"Yes Giroro?" Natsumi raised her eyes up to look at Giroro.

"I... um...is it getting hot in here?" He asked offhandedly, trying hard to think of anything but her close to him.

"No it's not... well actually now that you mention it." Natsumi raised her head and looked at him. "But not just hot- it's humid...huh it must be all the people dancing." Giroro's face dropped and it took only seconds for Natsumi's to follow.

"The Nyororo..." the pair of them halted in the center of the dance floor, staring apprehensively at each other as the ceiling crashed above them.