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Dance Dance Reprobation
Neither tree nor stone form the Promenade now. It is instead a long bridge over a shallow and brilliant pool, the gentle ripples of which catch the afternoon sun and scatter it into a million highlights that play over the Great Hall, the bridge, and those who walk down it. There is no formal receiving line, merely a gentle procession of people across the bridge at whatever speed feels comfortable, slowly making their way to the Great Hall. The Great Hall itself has been enchanted to be completely invisible while one is inside it, save for the outline of doors so people can actually find their way out through means other than smacking their noses into the invisible walls till they find a place with no resistance. Thus the twilight for which the ball is named will show all around the dancers, while they are protected from any errant breezes, faint hints of rain, or slime monsters that might otherwise threaten the festivity. Come in. Find your date and get comfortable. The fun is just beginning.
But as the dance progresses, they play something for everyone. Martial waltzes and slow dance ballroom numbers. Powerful tunes to lose yourself in, and gentle melodies that slip beneath conversation and encourage intimacy and closeness. Professors Trammel and King treat everyone to an exhibition of what an Earth resident might call 'swing dancing on amphetamines' and many students do call 'the closest I have ever come to death'. No pause for speeches, no announcements or interruptions -- just a steady stream of music, bringing dates and lovers together in dance, as the sun sets and casts the room into gentle and romantic twilight. Also a dolphin and a whale are swimming through the floor and they, too, are unmistakably dancing. If this is the weirdest thing you've seen all night, you need your eyes checked.
At one end of the table, an owl the size of a cupboard sits on a perch, serenely watching the varied drinks laid out for consumption. 'Spiking the punch' is so cliche that no one is going to pretend it won't happen or the students will behave on their honor, so here you get a chaperone. Even so, this whole area is a popular gathering spot for those between dances or partners, drawing steady attention throughout the night.
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But this night was for her and he recalled that, taking a deep breath. Maybe she'd just want one dance, that couldn't hurt.
"Let's go." He sounded more confident than he felt. Noticing one of the guys that had asked Fluttershy out lurking about, he took her hand and walked with her to the dance floor.
Once there Yuki slightly bowed, holding one hand out to her and the other was behind his back. "May I have this dance?"
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Then, with a small smile, she responded with a small curtsy (or something looking like one).
"I'd be honored to."
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Yuki just smiled as he straightened up, fighting not to show how nervous he is at this. He held himself still as he waited for her to come into his arms and tried to tell himself to breathe.
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Still, despite her own nervous smile that was less well hidden, she stepped closer and placed her hand in his.
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If they screwed this up, they'd screw it up together he supposed.
He fought to remember the steps the king's people had taught him, but nothing was coming to mind as Fluttershy got close. So he tried to smile for her.
"Ready?"
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"M-Mmhmm...ready."
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So he covered the nervousness by just keeping a small smile on his face.
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So he'd have to broach the topic he supposed.
"After this dance, did you want to take a break or dance some more?"
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And honestly, she was going to say they could take a break, so it wouldn't be so awkward for them.
"M...Maybe we can see how we feel after this...?"
...Or that.
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He was quiet for another minute or two but then the song ended. And then something romantic sounded like it was starting to play.
His nerves felt like they were on edge but he had made the decision to let Fluttershy dictate the evening, so it was his job to basically shut up and let her run it. However, he could give options though this time they would be dancing even closer together.
"Did you want to dance again?"
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Was it strange that she also kind of wanted to?
"...I-I mean...i-if that's...okay?" To be honest, though, she wasn't sure if she was asking him, or herself.
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"Of course it's okay. I asked you if you wanted to dance again, right?"
Yuki could feel himself shaking but again this was her evening.
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He would never force her to do anything, but it did seem like Fluttershy wanted to dance to this..song.
But he held out his hand to her as he waited.
"It's up to you."
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'Breathe, just breathe.' Yuki told himself as he tried not to squeeze her hand too tightly when he felt it in his. With a nervous sort of nod, he remembered how to do the whole lead thing and moved closer to her.
He took a deep breath and got as close to her as he could, repositioning their hands as they had been before. This time he didn't ask if she was ready, he simply lead.
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It was still...nice though. Despite how nervous she was, once they started dancing, it was easy to forget all that for a moment and just think about moving with him to the music.
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He thought to talk about her hair but that was stupid so that thought was dismissed. And he was sure his face was turning red because of the words to the song and the way the lights were dancing in Fluttershy's hair.
There was no escaping this, and Yuki's breath constricted slightly as he realized his hold on her had gotten just a little tighter.