your pov
a closed off world .
a masquerade for classical musicians .
and due to your mother and fathers world renowned status .
you had to be there .
someone had caught your attention however .
his name ?
you had no clue .
he didn't know your name either .
his split blue hair made him stand out from the others .
along side the pristine white suit he wore .
not even the slightest trace of a smile .
you had both kept making eye contact across the ball room .
you continued to pretend you didn't notice .
but deep down .
you knew the truth .
it was love at first sight ,
and you were drunk off of the quick glances you stole at him .
it won't hurt to speak to him right ?
that's what you told yourself .
hiding the burning flames of your heart as you drew closer .
he's watching your every move intently .
his sigh .
to feel it would simply enrapture you .
now standing before him .
you take your ball gown in your hands , curtseying .
he simply bows ,
taking your hand in his ,
kissing your knuckles .
" it's a pleasure to meet you miss . "
you nod .
" and you good sir . "
he keeps your hand held in his own .
" may I have this dance ? "
you could tell he didn't want to be here .
may as well give him some entertainment so he isn't sat bored and alone .
set a trap in such an ordinary love .
the way he moved with you .
was kind , gentle .
he handled you like a porcelain doll that would shatter with one wrong move .
he wasn't too wrong you suppose .
leave no footsteps .
no proof of the defences you had put up .
nor the cracks it already had .
in that moment there was only you and him .
after the song had finished , you both agreed to rest .
you thought you could see through his cold words .
ahaha .
you got careless .
you didn't realise that he had already learnt of your sudden emotions .
you thought you could continue to thrive off this feeling
this drunken feeling of love .
how foolish of you .
the two of you spoke for hours .
about anything .
everything .
and nothing .
it was a brilliant feeling .
but alas .
the clock kept ticking .
he suddenly stood .
holding his hand out toward you .
" let's go for a walk miss . "
you accept his hand .
and the two of you wander in silence .
simply enjoying each other's company .
you could tell he was like you .
forced to be here .
hating classical music .
you give him a small smile .
to be honest .
you'd rather throw yourself off a cliff than lift another classical instrument .
all your life you've had to practice morning to night .
from the moment you wake to the moment you sleep .
you used to hate gloves too ,
but now they're your best friend .
covering blisters ,
bruises ,
and cuts .
all from trying to hard to be perfect .
without realising ,
you had pulled your hand from his ,
looking at both of your hands .
you had stopped walking ,
and he stood questioning .
" are you alright miss ? "
your head shoots up .
ouch .
you heard it crack loudly .
you nod quickly .
" I'm quite alright , not to worry . "
he walks back to you .
taking your hands in his .
they look so small and dainty compared to his .
huh ?
what's he doing ?
he's taking your gloves off ?
he's taking your gloves off !
inside you were panicking .
head going at miles an hour .
but on the outside .
you were just frozen .
unmoving .
watching as he looks at your damaged hands .
oh ?
oh .
he removes his own gloves .
his hands .
they are just like yours .
he tilts your head up with his hand ,
the other reaching for your mask .
all you could do was let him .
" miss (L/N) , I didn't expect to ever truly meet you . "
ah .
your parents of course .
that's the only way anyone acknowledges you .
he removes his mask .
oh wow .
you felt the blood rush to your cheeks .
there was no denying he was attractive .
very attractive .
" my name is Aoyagi Touya . "
you give a simple nod .
you always got 'sulky' as your parents put it when people want to know you for them .
was it really too much for someone to want to know you for you ?
clearly .
" how about me and you leave here (Y/N) ? "
what ?
is he insane ?
your father would kill you .
Touya smiles as he brings you close to him .
the close proximity made your heart race madly in your chest .
" I know somewhere we can go .
it's just to get a break from all this classic music . "
hesitantly .
you nod .
" please don't make me regret this Touya . "
" I won't .
but first I think the ballgown is a bit much to be walking the streets in . "
you nod once more .
" I don't have anything to change into though . "
" do you trust me (Y/N) ? "
uh ?
odd question .
but your stupid .
" yes I do . "
he gives a small smile ,
grabbing part of the dress ,
at about knee length ,
and ripping it .
it didn't take him long to have removed that part of the gown ,
so you were left with a knee length dress .
" there you go .
now , shall we ? "
he holds his hand out to you .
you take it , gripping tight .
the two of you run out of the party grounds .
you grinning like a mad man .
him smiling simply .
you had lost your shoes somewhere along the point .
but did it matter ?
no .
you were oblivious to any pain you should have been feeling .
all you could feel was the adrenaline rushing through you .
the excitement that could probably be rattling your bones .
you didn't have a clue where you were going .
but that's ok .
with Touya as your guide ,
you would go anywhere .