Kanie Seiya was having a dilemma.

Standing in front of him was the most attractive specimen he had ever laid his eyes on. Scanning the figure from head to toe, the entire ensemble was almost complete. Keyword: almost.

His gaze drifted back and forth between the two scraps of fabric in each hand. He knew he didn't have much time left. And yes, any outfit would look a perfect ten on him, but tonight he had to go above and beyond that.

Tonight marked the one year anniversary of him essentially saving the amusement park and to celebrate the occasion, the employees had voted to throw the biggest party they could imagine. They also agreed to make it a formal party, for some reason. Didn't they know they worked at an amusement park? It was pretty much the best excuse to dress up whenever they wanted.

Whatever. He didn't have time to question anyone's motives. He had a more pressing matter at hand, namely choosing a tie that went best with his outfit. He really was running out of time.

Just as he was about to give up and just go with the blue one, already slinging it around his neck, the door to his office opened and shut behind him.

"What are you still doing here? The party is about to start and everyone will be looking for you."

He stared at Sento through his full length mirror. He would never say it out loud but she was looking drop dead gorgeous in that blood red dress. The sleeves covered all of her arms and shoulders but the fabric was thin and sheer. It didn't help that the bodice hugged her figure in all the right places. The hem of her skirt flared out and skimmed along her thighs, just above her knees and why were his own getting so weak?

"Uh, Kanie-kun?"

"Huh?" Oh damn. He had been staring. And he didn't even realize it.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" He coughed, trying to hide the warmth in his cheeks. Her face hardly ever showed any emotion but she looked at him with those big eager eyes that showed she genuinely wanted to know what was up with him.

"Sure. I don't know which one of these ties I should—"

"The red one." Sento pitched in without missing a beat. "It's the color of the arm band you wear as manager, right? But since it's a party, you won't be wearing that. So I think you should pick the red tie for substitution."

Kanie lifted the tie, and examined it. "Really? But I've been wearing that red band since I came, don't you think it makes me predictable?"

"Red makes you look respectable."

With that, he finally looked at her. Her face was slowly turning rosier and rosier, but Kanie was pretty sure he had just been staring at the red tie for a long while. He couldn't help but notice that the tie matched her dress to a tee and wondered if that had anything to do with her opinion.

Sento walked towards him, got the tie from his hand and softly said, "Here, let's try it."

Wordlessly, he nodded.

Her hand went around his neck to reach the other tip of the tie, and as her fingers worked on the knots, he stared at her, not at what she was doing, and not at her face. He was looking at her whole form, leaned towards him, eyes focused, doing something so innocent and yet it felt so intimate.

And when she was done, he muttered a quick thanks, and turned to the mirror. She was right. He somehow did look more upright with the red tie. Funny, how this woman would know more about what color's best for him than the man who spends 70 per cent of his time posing at anything reflective.

He knew he was going to choose the red one, and he didn't quite understand why but he just didn't want her to move away from him just yet.

"I agree with you. The red tie is a real lady killer, not that other colors aren't when they're on me. On that note, why don't we try the blue one?"

"Okay." She said, again without any hesitation, and worked on untying the red to put in the blue. None of them mentioned how she was the one fixing his attire, while he was just standing still. It almost felt normal, actually. Like this wasn't the first time they've done this. Kanie wondered if this would also be the last time. He hoped not.

Once fastened around his neck, the blue one had a weaker impact than the red, but that was expected. "So I was right?" Sento asked, as she analyzed his attire.

"So you were. Help me put this back on?"

The two entered the hall together, which was already filled with the Park employees dressed in their smartest attire. As they mingled, they couldn't help but draw attention. The fairies tittered around them, saying how handsome Kanie was and how pretty Sento looked.

The teenage manager liked to think he was used to compliments but in reality, he was still always pleasantly taken aback. Sento, on the other hand, wasn't used to it at all, and blushed with every nice word. She really does look pretty, he thought, with the stain on her cheeks threatening to match the color of her dress and his tie.

Throughout the night, the two never left each other's side. Others thought it was a boss-assistant thing, since they're barely seen without the other during work. Some thought there was more than that. It would have continued that way if it weren't for one harmless comment from Moffle.

"You guys look good together. You match." It was an offhand comment, a simple observation, but it shocked the two anyway.

Kanie laughed it off in a very forced manner. "Yeah, well, you're talking about me. How could I not look good? I just got thirsty, is it me or is it getting hot in here? I think I'm going to get some punch." He glanced at Sento. "Uh, you want some?"

A very red Sento looked at him with wide eyes and nodded. Kanie quickly walked away, and Sento politely excused herself from the group.

I wonder what got them so jittery, Moffle thought as he watched the two awkwardly move through the crowd. They both wear red, I compliment them on the color choice, and they respond with turning to that color! What's up with that?

The two spent the rest of the night in awkward coexistence, stealing glances at the other whenever they weren't looking. "They matched." What in the world was that supposed to mean?