As the car rolled up on the parking area entrance, Yuzu was still rubbing the now ruined make up off her face, Mei was still handing her wet wipes (Yuzu had gone through 2 whole packs of it already) due to the fact that the makeup wasn't wearing off.

It was a pain to not be embarrassed at the look the Security Guard gave Yuzu, dark streaks of makeup were now scattered, practically covering her face honestly. The Security Guard, in pity, handed Yuzu a pack of wipes specifically for makeup; Yuzu smiled as a thank you and drove off.

Despite being the CEO of the company, she didn't have a special parking place to call her own, and thus they were driving around looking for one, as the parking space was full due to an event being hosted (not to mention...family members were here.)

To pass the time, Mei casually picked up Yuzus phone.

Password protected, a 25 character password.

"Dammit." She cursed to herself, Yuzu was genuinely amused having noticed Mei while she was driving. "Even if you did unlock that thing, you won't find anything juicy in there." She remarked, turning a corner and continued looking for a spot.

Mei pouted, so unlike her really, and set down the phone; "That's your work phone right?" She asked, Yuzu merely nodded. "Where's your personal phone?"

"In my pocket at all times." The business woman replied, her facial expression changing to that of frustration. They've been driving around the 3rd level of the parking area for the past 10 minutes, and still, they couldn't find a parking spot. Which irritated Yuzu to no end.

Mei puted at Yuzu's response, and started looking around to help Yuzu.

"Over there!" Mei exclaimed, pointing at something.

Yuzus head turned towards where Mei was pointing, there, in all it's empty grey glory, was a parking space, flanked by a suspicious looking SUV and a silver sedan, it was directly across the only elevator in this floor, a tiring walk yes, but it was better than nothing. Turning the car around (she preferred parking with the rear end pointing at the wall), she asked Mei to get off first, the incidents that had happened with her children had taught her a lesson:

Never park in a tight space between two cars parallel to each other with someone inside, door scratching and insurance suffering will ensue (sometimes.)

Yuzu sighed in relief as she finay turned off the car; Removing her keys, she slowly and carefully opened the door, making sure to not hit the silver sedan right next to her car; Checking her shoes, she nodded at Mei, the two then proceeded to start walking towards the elevator...which was on the other side of the parking lot.

Sighing, both decided to endure it and started walking towards the elevator, taking this chance, Mei decided to start some small talk.

"So, how did you meet your husband?" She asked, genuine curiosity evident in her voice.

Placing a finger on her chin, she thought about it; "Hmm...I think it was during a party..."

Some Very Very Long Time Ago

Yuzu wasn't very well versed in formal parties, granted, she was invited here by her own mother, who straight-up told her to get over Mei.

Honestly, it didn't feel like a party at all, it felt more like a very expensive dinner, as evidenced by the red carpet in the middle and the rather expensive looking outfits everyone else were wearing; This mostly went to her, elbow length dark blue gloves with equally dark blue sequins on them and an open back, one piece, dark blue dress that had a cut, exposing her right leg and thigh. Same would go to her shoes really, 4 inch heels were a pain for her.

Her hair was tied up in a very attractive bun, which looked more like a braided ponytail tucked up into a bun, her hair was in its natural chestnut; It would be a surprise if no one looked in her direction at least once.

Which didn't really help considering there were at least 10 to 20 women glaring her way as their partners had their sights fixed on her.

Sighing, she pulled out her phone from her purse, scrolling through facebook, trying to find something of particular interest. Unfortunately, nothing was keeping her interest, as the articles in her news feed were mostly posts from her mother. Which were mostly about how she was having fun with her old classmates.

"Ahem. Excuse me."

Her attention shifted upwards, there, a man, who was considerably taller than her, offered out his hand.

"May I have this dance?" He asked, a genuine smile on his face, his hand was wide open, inviting her; Yuzu was frozen, she didn't know what to do, this was the first time someone had actually invited her for something, rather humorously, she put her hand on his in an almost robotic fashion, letting him guide her on what to do. As he pulled her over to the dance floor, she almost tripped, heels were not her thing, how she was going to dance with heels? She didn't know.

Raising his arm and spinning Yuzu to face him, the man casually put a hand on Yuzus waist, Yuzu on the other hand, by instinct, put a hand on the mans shoulder, and both proceeded to interlock their free hands.

And so they danced, step by step, they were almost in sync, as if they were made for each other, their eyes were constantly focused on each other, their faces mere inches away, unflinching; The two looked like they professionals at first glance, but in reality, they were just strangers, two random people who happened to meet in a party neither of them would've wanted to be part of.

Yuzu was in a trance, her attention was focused on the brown orbs of the man she was dancing with, there was a feeling inside of her that she can't properly describe, but it was familiar to her, it was the same feeling every time her and Mei were alone, when they were having fun.

But this time...it was a fire that burned brighter than anything Yuzu had known, her feelings were in chaos.

The beating of drums, the stepped crescendo of violins, the pleasant rhythm of trumpets.

The soft, synchronized, beating of hearts.

Curious and blushing redder than a tomato, Yuzu spoke; "What's your name?"

The man smiled, Yuzus heart fluttered like a little girl running across the playground chasing a butterfly; "Kaname, Kino, nice to meet you Miss..?"

"Aihara, Aihara Yuzu."

They smiled at each other, smiles of affection, of young, semi-drunk, love.

All the while, Ume, the adult woman she is, was videotaping the entire exchange, chuckling like a little girl.

A/N:

1. I was not expecting to be able to write this

2. I was not expecting to be able to end this chapter in such a way that would leave you satisfied

3. I started writing this 2 weeks ago and was only able to finish it around 3AM (PST), today, 5/28/2018

4. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, I'm gonna go start writing up Chapter 6 because I have no plans of sleeping today

-AC