Wow, this little project is getting more attention than I expected. I've gotten quite a few requests already and I'll be getting to all of them, but it may take some time. Sadly I can't usually crank these out in a day due to school.

Another friend request, and the first one that's possible in-game. An adorable pair if you ask me.

Olivia was dancing by herself and humming, an ordinary event for her. She got so swept up in her movements that she began to do some vocal exercises as she danced. "Tra-la-la-la-LAAAA!"

She was interrupted by a new voice, which said, "Oh ho!" She immediately stopped dancing and spun around, looking for the source.

"Eek! Wh-who's there?!" she demanded.

"My apologies, fair maiden," Virion said, stepping out of the shadows. "I had no wish to startle you."

Relieved, Olivia replied, "Virion? Oh, thank goodness it's only you."

"Goodness, indeed! It appears the young maiden trusts me as a friend. Although, speaking as a man of passion, I am unsure if this pleases me or not."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

He skillfully ignored her question. "Ah, it is no matter. Now please! Tell me more of your intoxicating promenade! I find it strange that you are performing a dance for two all by your lonesome."

She had to admit, she was surprised that he had any knowledge of dancing. "You're familiar with this dance?" she asked.

"I have, on many occasions, taken the gentleman's part," he explained.

"Erm, I don't suppose you'd care to show me the steps? I m-mean, if it's no trouble! I'm trying to learn it, you see, but it would be so much easier with a partner!"

"Virion has never refused a plea from a damsel in need, and he shall not begin now! I will teach you what I know. I will teach you...everything!"

"Oh! That's great!" Olivia said with a smile. She was thrilled to finally be able to learn the dance properly.

"And step and step aaand...back!" Olivia did her best to copy his instructions.

"L-like that?"

"Ah, it brings a tear to my eye. You have captured it perfectly!" Virion praised.

She smiled at him. "Well, it's all thanks to my kind and patient teacher!"

"A lady should be handled like a baby bird," he said. "Gently...and yet ever mindful that at any moment she could fly away!"

"No one would care if I flew away…" Olivia murmured. Virion seemed surprised to hear her say something like that.

"My lady Olivia appears to be unaware of her many talents and charms!"

"Oh, stop it, Virion. You're just saying that because I happen to be standing here."

"That they are hidden behind that gawky exterior makes them all the more beguiling!" he insisted.

"Okay, maybe don't stop." She had to admit - being praised every now and then felt nice.

"That is why your dances inspire so many of us on the battlefield. But, if I may be so bold, a little more confidence would not be entirely remiss."

"Th-thank you for your honesty, Virion. I appreciate the praise. Even if it's just idle flattery, it makes me want to try harder."

"Idle flattery?! My lady, you wound me!" Virion looked truly offended. "I speak as one possessed by beauty!"

"See, now I know you're lying! You say the exact same thing to all the girls."

"Perhaps. But it is never a lie!"

"Er, right. But if everyone is as beautiful as you claim, doesn't that mean-"

Virion interrupted her by clearing his throat. "That's enough chitchat for today! We must continue our lesson."

"Yes, of course. Ready when you are!"

"Tra-la-la-la-LAAAAAA!"

"Ah, if it isn't my little dancing bird. Practicing solo again, are we?" Virion asked as he approached Olivia.

"Oh, hello, Virion. I was just rehearsing the steps for this new dance. It's very...ardent."

"Yet you find it difficult to do so alone. Am I correct?"

Virion seemed to have read her mind. "Er, well, yes, actually. How did you know?"

"Tsk-tsk. I am your teacher! I know these things. Well then! I shall simply have to instruct you...personally."

"W-well, that would be fine, except…"

"Yeeeeeeeees?"

"Well, it's just that you're so very good! Far better than me, actually. I have two left feet! No, two left hands where my feet should be! So when you're close, I just… I get so nervous," she explained.

"So you prefer to dance alone, then? This is your solution?"

"Er, yes…"

He nodded. "Very well. As you are a fair lady, I shall respect your wishes. However! As you dance, I shall be dancing right along with you. There is no need for hand-holding or the exchange of sultry glances! I can instruct you perfectly well from across the room."

"W-would you mind?"

"Ha ha! My dear lady, I have done far worse in the name of far less. Shall we begin? And a one, and a two…"

They began their practice, and Olivia found it much easier. By the time they finished, she was practically giddy with joy at how well she had done.

"Hee hee! You're right! It's so much better when you have a partner!" she said. "Even if the partner is spinning across the room…"

"'Tis a dance meant for two, my lady. That is the only way to do it justice," he replied.

"Oh, Virion! I'm so glad I asked for your help!"

"You are not the first to utter such a sentiment."

"Thanks to you, I've perfected yet another dance. I'm starting to believe I might have some talent after all."

"I'm pleased that the knowledge granted by my noble pedigree could be put to use."

Olivia let out a sigh. "He's soooo dreamy…" she murmured.

"Pardon? Did you say something?"

"What? Who, me? Oh, gosh no! Um, but… Do you think I could maybe have another lesson soon?"

Olivia sighed, brushing a strand of hair out of her face.

"Tsk!" Virion said, announcing himself. "Such a world-weary and forlorn sigh ill suits my young protégé!"

"S-sorry…" Olivia murmured.

Virion's face fell upon seeing her expression. "I might be able to help, if only you would share with me the nature of your sorrow," he offered. "In my time, I have lifted cares from the shoulders of many a mournful maid."

"N-no," she insisted. "Please, Virion. Just leave me alone."

"It breaks my heart to see a woman in such desperation… Especially one whom I love with all of my being."

"Oh, stop it. Just stop. You don't love me. You're just saying things again."

"You do not believe me?" Virion asked.

Olivia shook her head. "Ha! I wager you say that to every girl you see! Love probably strikes you three times before breakfast."

"There you are wrong! I have never said it to anyone, ever."

She looked at him. "T-truly?"

"Truly, my dear."

"B-but you're always asking girls to marry you."

"I admit, I am quite fond of proposing to… Well, most anyone I meet. But I have told none that I loved them with all my heart.

"I don't know…"

"Olivia, tell me! Do you feel for me as strongly as I feel for you?" Virion asked.

Olivia sniffed, wiping at her eyes as her face turned red. "O-of course, you foolish man! I've loved you from the moment we met!"

"Then perhaps you will accept this gift as proof of my affections?" He pulled an object out of his pocket.

"It's...a ring. For me?"

Virion wordlessly asked permission and then slipped the ring onto her hand. "Look how beautiful it is upon your finger! Like a butterfly in the moonlight it sparkles!"

"It does look beautiful…" Her smile was brighter than Virion had ever seen it.

"At last, I have made you smile. Would you care to dance together to celebrate this wonderful moment?"

"Oh, Virion! Of course!"

The two of them began to dance the night away, enraptured in each other and their love.