This was a fun one to write! I was able to put in a variety of characters, which caused various personalities shown throughout this chapter. Tell me if you love it as much as I do!

Tohru: Why doesn't Kyo get to come to the dance?

SnowyNeko: He definitely wants to, but with his pride, he decided not to go.

Kyo: Who said I want to!?

SnowyNeko: I do! :3 Cause we all know you do.

Kyo: I DO NOT!

SnowyNeko: Sure, sure… *heavy sarcasm*

Tohru: Why don't you come, Kyo? I bet it'll be a ton of fun!

Kyo: Who wants to go to something as babyish as that?

Tohru: Oh...

SnowyNeko: *pats her on back* It's okay, Tohru. He doesn't mean it.

Tohru: But, I want him to have fun too...

SnowyNeko: Forget it. He's just a bad person, refusing an invite like that.

Kyo: *mumble*

SnowyNeko: Oh shush, Kyo-Kitty. It's rude to turn down a direct invitation.

Tohru: SnowyNeko does not own any of the Fruba cast, or Fruba itself.

I do not attempt to disguise my laughter when Tohru appears before me in a full out ball gown. Sure it's pretty, but still…! It has three layers green cloth on the skirt, and the top is bunched up to create purposeful wrinkles. The neckline is an innocent roundish shape and the sleeves hang down to around her wrists. On her hip above the skirt is a velvet red rose.

"Did I do something wrong? Do I look silly? Oh, I do, don't I! I'm sorry! I don't want to embarrass you!"

Her frantic attitude only makes me laugh harder. "You look stunning," I assure her, gathering myself. "Have you seen Yuki around? He told me to go ahead because he was having trouble getting his suit on."

She shakes her head and apologizes, this time calmer. The subject of my date sparks a question.

"Tohru, who's taking you to the dance?"

"I AM!" An energetic boy leaps to her side, clinging to her arm.

"Momiji! When did you get here?" she exclaims.

"Just a minute ago! Hotsuharu is here too!" Only then to I notice the black and white haired boy standing quietly beside the little blonde. He nods his head politely in greeting. I nod back, adopting his pleasant silence for the moment.

"I can hear the music Tohru! Can we go in? I wanna dance!" The human rabbit proceeds in coaxing Tohru through the gym doors with little more than excited words. I snicker as the door clicks shut behind them. Those two suit each other. If Kyo were out of the picture, I imagine they'd be attached at the hip.

"So who are you taking, Hotsuharu?"

"No one asked me, so I came by myself." I smirk. It's a guys ask girls dance, so of course no one asked him.

"I'm sure any girl will dance with you if you ask," I tell him. "Except me. I'm reserved for Yuki tonight."

"I'll keep that in mind," he responds, opening the doors to go in.

I call after him, "And you look good in your tux!" The black and white style complements his hair.

I turn back and freeze, unable to move because of the incredible sight before me. Yuki hasn't noticed me yet, walking down the hall towards me. He's struggling with a tie the same violet of his eyes. The crisp suit of his is pure white, with silver buttons and cufflinks. His shoes are a metallic silver to match.

When he finally deems his knot somewhat acceptable and looks up, he pauses as well. His eyes wander over me with a similar scrutiny to my own. I can barely believe the person in front of me. With his pale skin, gorgeous lavender eyes, slightly messy silver hair, and an outfit like that, it's difficult to believe the boy in front of me isn't real.

But now that I think about it, could he be? Maybe, just maybe, he's as real as I am. I mean, whoever animated him couldn't have possibly anticipated me here, right? Therefore, I've changed the storyline and that means no one has directed his movements. Doesn't that make him a sentient being? He's thinking and speaking to me all on his own, and of his own free will.

This revelation makes me only more confused. How can one so perfect exist outside one's imagination? Well, I guess he came out of someone's imagination, but…

"You're…beautiful…" I breathe, frozen. He's the first to regain his ability to move, stepping towards me and offering me his hand.

"Thank you, miss Carter, but I think you deserve more praise than I do." I grin, taking his hand and reveling the feather-like touch of his skin.

No, I decide. He's definitely more beautiful than I'll ever be. We enter the gym (now resembling more of a castle) together. Medieval music drifts through the auditorium from cleverly hidden speakers. The chocolate and punch fountains flow as naturally as if they were water. The high ceiling and spacious area only adds to the old fashioned atmosphere. It's absolutely perfect!

Yuki must've seen my eyes light up at the sight of the chocolate fountain, because that's where he takes me first. My fingers fly out to grab one of the strawberries that line the rim of the bottom pool of chocolate and dip it in the liquid heaven. My lips close around it and I moan. Oh god, even chocolate tastes better in this world! I've really grown to love the enhanced senses thing.

"You must really like chocolate," Yuki comments, watching me wolf down the rest of the delectable berry. I dip another in and hold it up to Yuki.

"Yup! You have to try some!"

For a second, he just stares at the strawberry in surprise. Then he takes a quick bite, getting chocolate on the side of his mouth.

"It's very sweet," he notes, his equally sugary smile breaking through.

"Y-you like it?" a nearby girl squeaks out. "T-the berries were my idea."

He turns to smile at her genuinely. "It's delicious, thank you."

She flushes dark red and excuses herself hurriedly. This is probably the first and only time she's seen Yuki smile for real and show sincere gratitude. The poor thing obviously couldn't handle it.

When the music slows a bit, Yuki bows to me and kisses the back of my hand. Laughter in his eyes, he asks, "May I have this dance?" in a serious tone.

Joining in the fun, I curtsey, ladylike. "You may." I chuckle while he escorts me onto the dance floor. My laughter gets cut off though, when he rests one hand on my hip and laces his fingers through mine. Just at that moment, the music speeds up a tad and he leads me in a waltz. I do my best to keep up with his expert moves, but I've never really excelled at dancing. Thankfully, every time I stumble, he helps me recover smoothly.

The crowd parts to watch us dance, which makes me smile. The only ones who don't notice us are Tohru and Momiji, who are dancing like fools, but seem to be enjoying themselves.

Yuki spins me out, taking care not to embrace me when I twirl back in. He continues to guide me in moves I've never tired before. Every spin exhilarates me, every touch of his hands sending shivers through me. It's a bit awkward dancing with a cast on, but I can't keep the grin off my face. And, it appears neither can Yuki.

When the song ends, while most couples would finish with a dip, Yuki and I simply step apart. To dip me, it would require his arm around me. That probably wouldn't end well.

The music abruptly slows, and this time we just sway with the tune. The jealous glares of every girl in the vicinity don't bother me in the slightest, because Yuki is right here, and he's looking at me. Only me. Time seems to actually stand still, and I can honestly say I've never been happier.

"I have something for you," he whispers suddenly. He takes something out of his pocket and tinkers with my bracelet before pulling up my wrist so I can see it. My breathing ceases when I see a crystal rat with shining purple eyes dangling off my chain. He rests his forehead against mine. "I think you should start keeping track of the good times," he tells me softly.

Before I can comprehend his words, he presses his lips to mine in a chaste kiss. My eyes widen as he returns to his position leaning against my forehead. I blink in quick succession before my voice becomes usable again.

"Thank you… I love it. I guess I owe you now."

"It's a gift. You don't owe me anything."

I give him a quick peck in return, saying, "Then this is a gift, too." We grin at each other, our gazes not straying from each other's eyes.

"Attention students!" Our attentions are dragged to a girl in what looks like an old fashioned wedding gown. If my memory serves me right, she's the head of the Yuki Sohma fan club. She holds a microphone and stands on an elevated platform, two twin thrones behind her.

"It's time to announce the prom king and queen!" The crowd bursts into applause and Yuki and I part. I'm certain we all know who the prom King (prince) is. The real question is, who's the queen? Still, the girl reads off the name of the prom King first.

"And the king is… Yuki Sohma! Too bad for Kyo and Hotsuharu! They were the runner ups!"

I chuckle to myself as Yuki travels to the stage, imagining Kyo up on stage instead of Yuki. He would probably complain that he doesn't want it, but accept it anyway. He's just that sort of cat.

"And the prom queen is…" There's silence from every girl, eager to hear their own names so they can claim a dance with their prince with their oh-so-treasured Prince Charming. Even I'm quiet in anticipation, fingers crossed no one else will experience a dance with him.

"Vierra Carter!"

As my own name rings out of the speakers, I'm the only one to notice a casually dressed girl pop out from behind the throne. I gasp as she lunges for Yuki.

And hugs him.

When her arms fly around him, his face turns to one of absolute terror, which I only see momentarily as a puff of smoke consumes him. A scream erupts from somewhere when the girl proudly holds up a white rat.

"I knew it!" she exclaims excitedly. My jaw drops.

Oh. My. God.

Mwahaha! And his identity is revealed! XD What will happen next? You'll just have to wait until I upload the next chapter!

Till then, Kisses from SnowyNeko! :3 MEOW!