I sat, watching the couples dance and regretting that I hadn't gotten myself a girlfriend. Suddenly, Maka sat beside me, looking very good. She gave me my jacket, which I put back on.

"What do you think?" Maka asked.

"Of what?" I asked, buttoning the jacket up.

"Of your sister's dancing." Maka said.

"I think she's wonderful. I taught her myself, when she was just a little kid. She'd stand on my feet and...Sorry. I probably sound like some father who's daughter just got married." I said.

"Don't worry about it." Maka said. "You were kind of like a father to her."

I shrugged. "I just did the best I could. Do you want to dance?"

Maka blushed. "Huh?"

"Dancing? Y'know, waltz, foxtrot, headbanging, moonwalk-"

"You know how to moonwalk?" Maka asked.

"No. But don't change the subject." I said. "Want to dance?"

"Sure. I'm no good, though, so take the lead." Maka said, standing up. I stood, taking her hand. A couple people looked at us, but I didn't care. We were just two friends dancing, right?

I put my hand on her hip as a slow song began, and took her right hand with my left. She put her hand on my shoulder and began following me.

"You're not that bad." I said.

"Just wait until I break your foot." Maka said.

"I doubt you will." I said, pulling my foot back slightly, right before Maka would've stepped on it.

"I just about did step on your toe, didn't I?" Maka asked.

"Almost doesn't count." I smiled.

"So, are you and Crona a couple?" Maka asked.

"No. I doubt we ever will be. Why are we talking about Crona?" I asked.

"I don't know. I just wanted to talk about something." Maka said, looking directly into my eyes. I looked directly into hers, and leaned forward.

'Just two friends dancing.' Riiiiiiiight.

'Dude! You're kissing Maka!' Part of me thought.

'Dude! She's kissing back!' Another part of me thought.

'Why am I calling myself 'dude'?' A part of me that hadn't got with the program thought.

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I was dancing with Soul, and even though he was a better dancer than me, he didn't seem to care.

"Hey Soul?" I asked.

"Yeah?" Soul asked, smiling a bit.

"Why are you going out with me? I mean, you could have any other girl you wanted in this school, but you choose a thirteen-year-old. I just don't get it."

Soul shrugged. "I don't know why either."

"Hm." I thought, then leaned forward, quickly kissing Soul on the cheek. Soul, for the first time I had seen, blushed. I noticed Riley leaving the main ballroom, but immediately dismissed it as him probably going to the bathroom and focused on Soul, who leaned down and kissed me on the lips.

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"S-Sorry, Maka." Riley said suddenly, backing away.

"It's okay." I said. Sure, Riley kissing me was unexpected, but it was amazing too.

Riley's face was as red as a tomato as he said "I mean, we're friends, and once girls think of you as friends you're only a friend, right?"

"Stop babbling and kiss me again." I said.

"That's odd to hear you say." Riley said.

I shrugged, and Riley began to calm down.

"Okay, if we're going to be boyfriend and girlfriend, try not to hate me if I have no idea what girls like." Riley said.

I kissed him again.

"Don't worry about it." I smiled.

"Your smile is amazing." Riley said, being very adorkable. Suddenly, Riley seemed to remember something, and said "Can I get something from home real quick?"

"Hurry back." I said.

"Trust me, I will." Riley said, kissing me on the cheek and walking towards the door.