Some Other Life

Chapter 11

By: Gaaraluff146 and friends

Authors Note: It was brought to my attention that it's been around a year since I've updated. Whoops. Quite a few things got in my way. I had this next chapter written, but then it got deleted and my sister destroyed my laptop screen (long story, involves an iPod).

ImANinja: You should be proud. I loved your review, and decided to get to writing asap :D (…even though I didn't finish when I started to re-write it…for like, ever…)

Much like the outside, the inside was beautiful and ornate. It was clearly old, and quite large. A hallway leaded towards the main room, where a dance floor centered the room, surrounded by lavishly decorated tables and a balcony overlooking the whole thing; stairs led up to the area from either side of the room.

Walking into the room, we were greeted by the sight of many people; starting with the hosts. All dressed in their finest, they were quite the sight. I couldn't help but smile.

I turned to one of the twins, "What is this for?" My question was answered with a grin from both of them.

"Oh, nothing really. Just a little celebration we were in need of dates for, and a little escape for you lovely ladies." They both answered in unison, suave as ever.

"Well aren't you just the perfect gentlemen," I said with a wink, "we'll see if we can't make this night memorable." Were my finishing words as I put each of my hands behind Heze-chan and Nusuki, and have a slight (*cough* Hard *cough*) push towards the twins, who caught the girls gracefully and led them away. I cooed at them. In my mind, of course. That would be embarrassing.

And from there, everything went swimmingly. Honey had dragged me away from the girls and guys not long after the twins had left, mentioning something of cake and sweets. Once I was out of the way, the other hosts began to escort their respective partners to the floor, for some classic dancing. A smiled graced it's presence on my face. This better be worth it.

"Ne, Ketsu-chan, what's your favorite flavor of sweet?" The small host asked me, from where he was seated next to me at a lavishly decorated table.

I took a moment to think. "Hmm. I'm actually not too fond of sweets. But even I can't refuse Death by Chocolate cake. Or Lemon Meringue Pie." That made him giggle.

"Ketsu-chan, your tastes are so weird!" He laughed, and I smiled.

"Nothing I haven't heard before, Honey. If you ever really meet my parents you'll understand." I said, referring to their own strange tastes in food. I was fortunate (or maybe unfortunate) enough to inherit both of their food likes, and some dislikes. I don't really refuse food.

Honey continued to giggle. My smile didn't leave my face as I turned my head to look for the girls and their respective partners. It was so nice for them to be together, if only for one night.

'…Wow. This sounds like a multi-Cinderella story. What the hell is life trying to do to me?'

My attention was averted from my thoughts when a loud and high pitched sound echoes through the room. I winced. "Sorry about that, folks," a male voice came from the speakers. I turned my head, looking for the speaker.

"Welcome to my celebratory ball, celebrating the anniversary of my clothing line!" And that would be the reason the twins were behind this. "Now that the night is in full swing, I'd like to introduce a little…competition of sorts. Oh how I love competition. Anyway, I'd like you all to partner up, male-female, and prepare for a contest that I will individualize for you!" I nearly sweatdropped.

Granted, I'm sure it was possible. A designer was always able to look at a person and understand more than the average Joe. But who would I be partnered with?

My questioned was answered not long after when a figure came up on my right. "Ms. Reite, would you do me the honor of being my partner?" I nearly fainted in shock. Did Kyoya Ootori really just ASK for me to be his partner? Hmm. Seems more like he'd be the one to make himself blend in with the shadows in order to avoid this kind of thing. Or command me to be his partner. Haha. That paints a funny picture in my head.

I must've sat there thinking for a few minutes, because I received a strange look, and a, "Ms. Reite?" I blinked.

"Oh! Of course, Kyoya. Please, don't be so formal. We're friends, right? Tamaki would be appalled if it were any other way," I informed him as I stood, taking his outstretched hand. "Though you do realize there's a high chance we might get something ridiculous for a task, right?"

"I'm well aware. Sadly, I can't get out of this. And I figure there really is no way to get out of this." At least he didn't comment about choosing me for his partner. I don't think I'd like that reason too much. This is Kyoya after all.

After a few more minutes the male's voice came over the speakers again, "Alright! Now that I see most everyone paired up I'd like to call up the first group …" Vaguely listening, my eyes wandered the room. The girls had ended up pairing up with whom they were dancing-that ended well at least.

It was an hour later when I heard my name called, accompanied by Kyoya's. "Oh! Please, forgive me everyone, but it seems there was a pair I forgot! Would Reite Ketsueki and Ootori Kyoya please join me in the center of the dance floor?" Blinking owlishly, I allowed myself to be escorted by my partner as everyone stared. Had everyone else really already gone? I nearly facepalmed. Looks like I'll have to be requesting details from the girls later on.

Upon reaching the center of the floor, the host looked both myself and Kyoya up and down, in a seemingly approving manner. "Perfect! Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you our closing event and final dance!" Wait; what?

Final dance? Wasn't that supposed to be uber romantic or something? Panic seized my throat. My eyes danced frantically through the crowd to find a familiar face, and caught a glimpse of red hair. The twins. Both of them, winking at me.

…what?

But there was little time to ponder over the fact as the music to a fairly new song started, Lost it All by Black Veil Brides. A fairly slow but powerful song. Swallowing down my nerves, I returned my attention to Kyoya whose face was a perfect mask, no emotion showing. One of his hands found its way around my waist while the other reached for my right hand; catching on to the idea I placed my left hand up by his shoulder, my right rested comfortably in his. The lyrics started, and so did our dance.

I ruled the world with these hands,

I shook the heavens to the ground.

I laid the gods to rest.

I held the key to the kingdom lions,

Guarding castle walls.

Hail the king of death.

Then I lost it all, dead and broken.

My, back's against the wall.

Cut me open.

I'm just trying to breathe, just trying to figure it out.

Because I built these walls to watch them crumbling down.

I said, then I lost it all.

Who can save me now?

I stood above, another war.

Another jewel upon the crown

I was the fear of men.

But I was blind I couldn't see,

The world there right in front of me.

But now, I can.

YEAH

Because I've lost it all, dead and broken.

My, back's against the wall.

Cut me open.

I'm just trying to breathe, just trying to figure it out.

Because I built these walls to watch them crumbling down.

I said, then I lost it all.

Who can save me now?

I believe that we all fall down sometimes.

Can't you see that we all fall down sometimes?

I believe that we all fall down sometimes.

Can't you see that we all fall down sometimes?

I believe that we all fall down sometimes.

Yeah

The various twirls and lifts thrown into the classic dance left me breathless; boy was I glad I was a dance fanatic at one point in my life and that the looseness of my muscles had remained. As the last few notes played, I was caught in a return twirl-meaning Kyoya's arms rested around my body, my back to his chest. A faint blush dusted my cheeks.

The next thing I knew, there was thunderous applause all around us. The little bubble created during our dance was broken. My attention was solely on Kyoya, though. And his on me. I couldn't read his expression-he is Kyoya, after all- and it frustrated me to no end.

But then it happened. In the blink of an eye, his face was in front of mine and his lips placed on my forehead for a short-so very short-second.

And then he was pulled away from me. Or maybe I him.

The girls surrounded me and began to coo at how cute our dance was, though I found myself unable to listen, thinking to myself, 'Did that really just happen?'

Author Note; Kind of a shit chapter, I know. But updates can become more frequent from now on (I SWEAR) because this was literally the hardest thing to write because I had no idea what the hell I wanted to exactly happen xD Anyway I hope you enjoyed it :D