"A what?"

"A ball."

"Isn't that girly?"

"No. Not at all. It is for everyone." Arthur explained as he slipped on his shoes.

"Do I have to go?" Alfred pouted, crossing his arms and leaning against the wall.

"Yes. I need to go and I have to watch you. Besides, Lewis and Grace are going, so Emily will be there. You can play around with her." Arthur smiled, fixing his tail coat and combing out his hair slightly. Alfred's eyes widened and bit before getting ready himself. Arthur chuckled lightly. "Why are you in such a rush? Do you enjoy playing with Emily?"

"Yeah! She's a good play buddy! I'm not allowed to play on your ship, so I want to play with Emily!" Alfred smiled as he finished up quickly. Arthur bent down and helped him with the coat only to comb out his hair as well.

"Is that so?" Alfred nodded with a smile. Arthur smiled back, standing up and placing the comb back in his pocket. "Then, let's be off." Alfred nodded, standing up. Arthur walk out of home they were staying in and over to the castle, with Alfred following close behind. As they got closer the lights grew brighter as the sound grew louder. Arthur could feel Alfred jumping around, wanting to get inside; most likely to see Emily once again. This caused Arthur to chuckle. Emily was a nice girl. He was happy Alfred was able to make some kind of friend. They got in quickly and were instantly greeted by loud talking and wonderful music. Alfred instantly grabbed onto Arthur's hand, not wanting to get lost in the large crowd. Arthur smiled and led Alfred over to the opposite wall, out of the crowd.

"Arthur!" Arthur and Alfred turned around to see Lewis waving his arm to get their attention. Lightly smiling, Arthur walked over, pulling Alfred along.

"Hello, Lewis." Lewis put his arm down and smiled back. "Where is your family at?" Arthur asked.

"Over here. Come. Follow me." Lewis lead the two over to part of the ball room that, surprisingly, wasn't crowded like the rest of the place. As soon as they got into veiw, Grace smiled at them.

"Alfred!" Emily yelled, running over and jumping into a hug. Alfred laughed and hugged back.

"Hello, Emily!" The two let go and looked at each other with big smiles.

"Come on! Let's go play!" Emily smiled, grabbing Alfred's hand and running off with him.

"Don't go too far, Emily!" Grace yelled with a smile on her face. With that, the two disappeared into the crowd. Lewis chuckled and looked back at Arthur.

"So, it seems they have a nice friendship growing." Arthur nodded, turning back to him.

"So it has." Arthur walked closer to the couple only for conversation to start up. The 3 talked for what seemed like forever. When the sound of a grand clock rang for 8, it was time for Arthur's plan to begin.

He thanked the two for the conversation and left to go into the crowd. She was going to be hidden well, for her own protect, but he could do it. He has been always able to do very different things, you could call extraordinary things, from normal people. Every since the incident… He scanned the crowed, looking for that special glow people like her had.

"W'at are you looking for, monsieur?" French? Arthur blinked, turning around. It was her. This 'her' was an elegantly-dressed woman with violet eyes. Her dirty blond hair was tied back into a french knot, that was being held back by a small crown. She wore a beautiful outfit with the upper part being a double-breasted military uniform with a matching black tie and gloves, while the lower part of the outfit was a light purple skirt, black stockings and knee-high boots. Resting on her shoulders was a long, dark purple cape that reached down to her knees and had the French crescent on it. Arthur smiled at this.

"Ah, it has seemed that I have already found what I was looking for." Arthur lightly grabbed her hand and bringing it up to kiss it. The woman blinked, smiling as well. "The name is Arthur."

"Françoise. It's a pleasure to meet you." Arthur smiled. It was exactly who he was looking for. Before Arthur could say a word the song the musician's were playing, had finished up only for a slower song to begin. A song meant for couples to dance to together. Arthur lightly smiled only to back up slightly and bow a bit with his hand out.

"Would you care to dance, my lady?" Françoise smiled, placing her hand in his.

"Why, merci." The two walked together to the middle of the dancing groups, before beginning. Arthur placed his free hand on her waist while Françoise placed hers on his shoulder. Slowly, they began to dance to the same beat and the same way as everyone else. Both were surprised at how well the other could dance. Both were very good compared to the rest of the guests. As they dances, Arthur was able to glance behind Françoise, wanting everything to be perfect for this. What he didn't expect to see was Alfred and Emily.

Across the ballroom floor, was Emily and Alfred. dancing. Or, rather, trying to. Emily seemed to know how to dance, while Alfred didn't; she was teaching him the best she could. He stepped on her feet a couple of times, but he seemed to get it pretty easily. "W'o is zat?" Françoise brought Arthur's attention back to her.

"Hm?" He asked.

"Zat boy and girl you are staring at. Are you related?"

"Oh, no. The boy is my friend's son and the girl is a different friend's daughter."

"Boz look really close." She smiled, always loving a little romance.

"That they do." Arthur sighed with a light smile.

"Do you have any?" Françoise moved a bit closer to Arthur. Arthur looked down at her lightly with a light smirk.

"A child? No. Not at all. I do not plan on having any." Françoise glanced up at him.

"Non? Not at all?"

"No. My love life is a little… off…" Arthur sighed.

"Ah… I see… You just haven't found the right one yet." Françoise smiled.

"No. I have not." Arthur agreed with a nod. The songs slowly came to a start only to begin playing normal ball music once more.

"Could I offer you somezing to drink?" Françoise smiled. Arthur blinked.

"The drinks here are not that good… I think I will pass." Françoise laughed lightly.

"Not the drinks down 'ere." Arthur blinked and looked down at Françoise. "I 'ave… my own." She smiled, grabbing his hand. "Would you care to join me?" Arthur blinked, but smiled.

"I would love to." Françoise pealed away from Arthur, keeping their hands together, only to pull him out of the crowd of dancers and deeper into the castle. Up a flight of stairs and turning corners, Françoise led Arthur over to a room. Smiling, she slowly turned the doorknob and opened the door to the room; a bedroom, her bedroom. She led Arthur inside, having him close the door behind him, only to let his hand go. Arthur watched as she walked over to the bed, kneeled down and pull out a box. Blinking, Arthur watched carefully. Françoise opened the box and pulled out a bottle of wine. She held it up, looking at it only to place it off to the side and close the box to slide it back underneath the bed. She grabbed the wine and stood back up, before walked back over to Arthur and handing it to him. "Zis will be good, non?" She smiled. Arthur grabbed the wine, glancing at it a bit before smiling.

"Of course." Arthur smiled back. Françoise nodded along with only to turn around and walked over to a shelf to grab some glasses.

"Relax a bit, Arzer. You don't 'ave to wear everyzing, you know?" Françoise smirked lightly. Arthur chuckled.

"Yes, of course." Arthur set the wine down and removed his black suit jacket, setting it down on the large, velvet red chair in the corner. When he turned back around, Françoise stood there with two wine glasses in her hand.

"Care to pour?" She smiled. Arthur smirked lightly.

"Of course." He grabbed the glasses and set them on the small stand as Françoise removed some of the top layer of her clothing and setting them on her bed. Arthur smiled and uncorked the wine with a 'pop' only to pour an even amount of the liquid in each of the clear glasses. He glanced back over, to see her back turned to him, making him smirk. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small bag. Opening it up, he poured a small bit of the substance into Françoise's cup and quickly tuck it away. He picked up the glasses and turned around to find her sitting on the bed, waiting. Arthur smiled and walked over, handing her, her glass.

"Merci~" She smiled, taking a sip. Arthur nodded, sitting down next to her and taking a sip as well. Instantly, his eye widen. It was the best wine he had ever tasted! Now, Arthur wasn't a big fan of wine, he was more of a beer and rum guy, but this was the best wine.

"Where did you get such a drink?" Arthur glanced back at Françoise to see her smiling.

"Why, France, of course~" She took another sip. Arthur rolled his eye slightly at 'France', not too fond of the country or the people from it. Bringing up his glass, Arthur took another sip as the two began conversation.

So... I keep getting side tracked... I promise this is an Asakiku fic! I just... get sidetracked often on what's going on in the story... XD Sorry. I promise Kiku will come in soon. It's just... taking longer than I thought...
Again, sorry it's taking so long. I'll have him in soon. I promise.
Thank you for reading and I hope you're still enjoying it