Duo looked around the room, searching for the woman he met earlier in the day. Trystyn waltzed up to him. "Dance?" she inquired, extending her hand. He shook his head 'NO'. Trystyn pouted, "Why not?" He pointed up on the stage. When she looked, Duo ran. As he ran, he encountered a vision of an angel. Short black-blue hair, bright eyes, black leather. Duo smiled. 'Mmmmm, leather,' he thought.
Hilde stood, listening to the music. Her mind swam with the beat of the song. Slow, melodic, enchanting. There she saw him. Her God with the braid. 'He looks like Death. Beautiful Death,' she thought. Suddenly, she saw him run... toward her! He suddenly stopped, looking into her eyes. She extended her hand, "Dance?" This time he nodded 'YES'. She guided him to the dance floor, the beats of hard rock pulsing in their heads. They began to move, their bodies intimately close. He ground his hips into hers as she swayed to the melody. Their bodies and minds were connected, if for only a few moments. The music began to end and she began to slip away. She turned quickly, placing her lips softly on his. Her hands slipped into his pockets, placing a note in one.
When he opened his eyes, she was gone. "Hilde," he whispered to no one.
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Alexia sauntered over to the young chineese man. She grabbed his arm and twirled into his arms. She looked into his dark eyes and demanded a dance. Wufei shoved her out of the way as he spotted the young woman he had fallen for at the cafe. As Alexia sat pouting on the floor, he strode to Sally, his angel.
Wufei pulled the angel into his arms, their bodies moving as one to the slow, melodic, enchanting, nameless love song. As it ended so did the connection. She pulled away, beginning to leave. Wufei grabbed her arm and twirled her back to him. His lips invaded hers, bruising her lips with a kiss. When he opened his eyes she, too, was gone. He breathed her name like a prayer, "Sally,"
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Gia walked over to Trowa, who ignored her. She tried desperately to get his attention, failing miserably. She huffed and gave up. As she stocked away, Trowa allowed the sides of his mouth to quirk up a little. Cathrine walked over to him, placing a hand in his. She whispered into his ear, "Care to dance with a girl who need's a real man?" She smiled at him, elicting a smile to tear itself from his lips. He nodded 'YES' and was guided to the dance floor. The two danced to music with a beat, slow, melodic, encating. By the time the music ended, Cathrine had placed a butterfly kiss on his lips. As Trowa's eyes opened, Cathrine had dissappeared. "Cathrine," he breathed.
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Josephine danced her way to Quatre, her long hair swaying behind her. But Quatre never noticed her. Instead he began to walk to a beauty with long blonde hair. She was pulled into his embrace and they danced a slow, melodic, enchanting dance. He looked into her eyes, finding the woman he always wanted to have. The music slowly died, and so did their bond. She placed a tiny kiss on his cheek. As his eyes opened, he caught a last glimpse of her hair as she dissappeared into the crowd. "Dorothy," he spoke her name to die upon his soft lips.
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The five girls met at the entrance to the club. "Did it work?" Relena questioned her friends. All nodded. "Good, I just hope Duo notices the note." Hilde giggled. 'He better the hell notice,' she thought.
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