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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Dec 17, 2011 1:14:14 GMT -5
...A ball filled with flowing gowns, tuxes, and masked people...
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My gown is silver and my hair is partially done up. Darla is dressed in black and rather witch like. Typical of her. But other than that the place is a harmony of metallic, Christmas colors, and lights. The music right now is a rather haunting tune as we wait for people to show up. My cat's mask is in place already.
The food and drinks tables are heavy with assortments and chairs lines a wall. To one side is a cluster of tables and the rest is a dance floor. I stand near by the DJ, my gloved hands twisting together from nerves. This is my first party I've ever thrown that wasn't invitation only.
I hope I can manage.
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Dec 17, 2011 2:32:35 GMT -5
I stepped into the room, dressed in costume as the flyers for this party had advertised I should. Not just any costume - masquerade costume. I felt ridiculous. I felt like a fool.
I wore a pair of boots that reached my knees, in black, a color Lea had insisted looked good on me. My coat was blue, with sequins that caught in the warehouse's lighting; it hung open around my frame. My pants were... well, of course they were tight. It was masquerade. Evidently, that was part of the point, according to Lea. I was tempted to tell him to shove it. The mask I wore was supposed to represent a dragon, with a beak that hooked down over my face, again in blue, with delicate, straight horns done in shiny black. The shirt Lea had put me in was also black, a kind of satin black that somehow caught almost as much light as the sequins that adorned my jacket. The shirt, of course, was ruffled at the sleeves and the front. The jacket was sleeveless in itself, with a high collar - to 'mimic my natural style of dress', according to Lea.
I felt like a fool. I also felt like murdering Lea.
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Dec 17, 2011 3:07:02 GMT -5
Boredly I glance around, a heavy sigh. Out of the corner of my eye I catch something and turn to look. My breath, what's left of it from the sigh, leaves me. And I'm stunned.
Neku... Wow, he's like... Wow...
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Dec 17, 2011 3:20:18 GMT -5
I swept the room, looking just as incredibly bored as I was, at least confident that eeryone else looked just as patently ridiculous as I did...
And then I saw Namine, standing near the DJ and looking like... like...
Like some kind of goddess. Damn girls, they always look good in shiny stupid costumes that reasonably ought to look stupid on people! And there she was, and... she was a goddamn angel.
Speaking of which... he didn't seem to be near. Not that I could take my eyes off of her to really check.
Not... not that that meant anything. Just that she was beautiful. Okay, make that gorgeous. And...
...wow.
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Dec 17, 2011 3:38:41 GMT -5
After a moment or two I remember how to breath and take in a deep breath. I lower my gaze to the ground a moment to collect my scattered thoughts.
ohmygawd! Ohmygawd! ohmy--- Get a hold of yourself! He's not- I look up and have to quickly look back down- okay he is... what do I do? What do I say?! Um... Oh, maybe I... Not gonna help if he comes over here and I get a face full of gorgeous!!!
But if you don't do something you'll look stupid!!!
I look back up and look directly into his eyes, and wave him over, "Hi Neku~!"
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Dec 17, 2011 3:45:08 GMT -5
Startled out of my not reverie by her call, I walked over to her, still stunned.
"H-hi," I said. And immediately regretted it. It sounded dumb. And lame. And there I was, in that stupid costume, with a stupid mask on that I was sure was probably going to get in the way of everything involving refreshments, which are the only reason to go to stupid rich-girl masquerade parties that involved stupid costumes. Oh, and ridiculously tight pants. And Lea wasn't even here yet. And a gorgeous girl... okay. Stop right there, Neku. It was only Namine, after all.
And the silver was really showing off her natural paleness, it was a surprisingly good look and shoed off her...
Okay. I had to stop. Stop now before I thought anything I'd regret later.
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Dec 17, 2011 4:00:17 GMT -5
I smile while on the inside I panic. What do I say? Do I complement him? And if so... On what? There is so much I could say... Don't look down, whatever you do not look away from his eyes! You'll say something stupid if you do... Oh wait! You haven't said anything at all yet...
What do I say? No, no... Lets not go there again or else you'll start complamenting him on his taste in clothes or something stupid like that... Or worse you'll brain crash and just straight up say he's hot!
Which is a bad thing because he's not attracted to you like that and you may screw up you're wonderful friendship if you say something wrong...
GAH!!!
You still haven't said anything.
Speak.
C'mon, anything! SOMETHING!
"So... How's the weather?"
What the hell? I did not just stoop down THAT far did I? Apparently I did.
"I mean... Did it snow like they said it would?"
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Dec 17, 2011 4:06:48 GMT -5
I forced a partial smile. I wished I knew what she was thinking, but part of me was glad, because I already knew.
SHe was asking about the weather. I knew it... my costume was awful. SHe hated it.
...not that I cared what Namine thought. It wasn't like I was... was... getting dressed up for her or anything.
........I wasn't!
"It's supposed to start this evening," I said, and it was pretty easy to keep all my disappointment - what the hell was I disappointed for? - out of my voice; it was easy, in fact, to keep everything out of my voice.
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Dec 17, 2011 4:22:54 GMT -5
"Oh... Right," I smile back and hope it doesn't look as fake as it feels. He must think I'm stupid and ditzy... This is not what I thought I would be feeling this evening. "Heh-heh... So um, I..." I look to my feet again, wishing I could just disappear.
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(Dar)
The party is really quiet right now so I can see my cousin's failed attempts at flirting. I smile and go over to them, "Guess what guys~." I point up and smirk. "You are are under the mistletoe... You do know what that means... Right?" At Namine's expression, flushed and slightly glaring at me.
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Dec 17, 2011 4:30:36 GMT -5
"Wh-what?!"
I couldn't stop the outburst, or the fact that I was 99% sure that I was blushing - at this moment, I was glad for the dragon mask. Which would also prevent me from having to kiss Namine.
......Damn.
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Yay, dammit!
.....
.....Goddammit, I was going to have to teach my brain to stop that. I was also getting the feeling that the blush had spread to cover my entire face... and that might give some people the wrong impression.
"I-I.... Um... That's... that's just a... a tradition! I'm not gonna... I mean, if Namine doens't want to... I mean.... gahhh, Darlaaa!"
Why did she have to be so frustrating?!
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Dec 17, 2011 4:39:01 GMT -5
WHAT THE HELL DO I SAY BACK TO THAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
With Darla giving me that knowing smile and us basically backing him into an uncomfortable corner... I can't say yes... Because A- He's obviously doesn't want to and B- I can't do something that could completely ruin our friendship like that!!!!
I look to Darla whom just smirks more, her expression a little pushy, but she knows shes won this battle.
Finally I let out sigh and look back to my feet, "........ Its not like....... I don't want to.... But..... If you don't.... Then we won't....."
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Post by Riku Nomura on Dec 17, 2011 4:44:25 GMT -5
I felt like a fool. Dressed up in a fancy tuxedo that Darla insisted I wear with long black boots and a half white mask from that movie had a deformed man living in an opera house. Upon entering at looked at Darla. "I trust this is how you wanted me to look?"
((I've given up on Movie Maker. Anyone got an alternative video editor?))
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Dec 17, 2011 4:44:50 GMT -5
Wait, she wanted to?
...She.... she did?
N-no. She was obviously just... just saying it because she had the stupid wrong impression that I was... was into her or something! And she... she wanted to let me down slowly, or... something.
Because there was no way she really... meant it. Just like there was no way I liked her. At all. She was just my subordinate.
I shrugged, attempting to act 'cool'.
"Well... if you want to, I won't say no..."
I pulled the mask up off of my face, revealing my face - and my hair, which I'd been told looked quite different when it was down from its spikes. I shook it out slightly as I pulled the mask's band out of it.
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Dec 17, 2011 4:53:13 GMT -5
(Dar)
I look Riku over and roll my shoulders, "Have to do."
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(Nami)
Bitting my I find enough courage in me to take a leap of faith, I nod, "If you don't mind." And besides... He looked damn sexy doing that hair flip thing.
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Dec 17, 2011 5:03:06 GMT -5
Suddenly, I was at a loss. I guessed I was supposed to go first, but... I didn't feel ready.
Then I looked at her and suddenly... I did. It was strange; at that point, I clearly, just as clearly as crystal, realized how stupid I'd been sounding, even to myself.
There was no point in delay or denial anymore. I closed my eyes, and then I did what I'd been wanting to do since the day she'd cried it all out on my shoulder.
I kissed my Coordinator. And I knew that it would never be the same between us again.
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