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Skyler smiled at his words as tears of joy ran down her face. When he kissed her repeatedly caused her giggle with happiness. "Same here." She said smiling as she tried to clear her head up some from this emoyional event. She could hear her mtoher singing in her head as she was hugged by him again. She rested her head on his shoulder not wanting to leave his side.

Raoul's grin was entirely out of place in the formal setting surrounding them as he followed Poinsettia's lead to the dance floor. Interlocking their fingers, while the other hand wrapped around his partner's waist, Raoul looked down once more into those mesmerizing blue orbs and murmured softly, "Thank you." And so the waltz began and for the life or death of him, Raoul wasn't looking at where he was going. It was no matter nevertheless; the surrounding crowd parted as they moved.

So graceful, he thoguht in wonderment, looking once more into Poinsettia's eyes, a bubbling feeling of delight threatening to burst through him. Well he'd come to the ball with a hope and the hope was finally fulfilled. "You dance beautifully," Raoul whispered to the younger boy and, in a grand gesture, swept them past the milling dancers to the far side of the hall. He looked up and around, a boyish smile playing on his face, and then it suddenly died. There she is! He tore his eyes away and glanced back down at Poinsettia, determined to finish this perfect dance without sparing her any more thoguht but it was difficult. Once more his eyes traveled up and his jaw set rigid wiith emotion. There was no way Raoul could enjoy himself with her standing there, not when he knew what kind of threat she constituted to them all-t-to- His eyes widened with understanding and he felt a sudden pang of unfamiliar emotion-apprehension, but not for himself . It was powerful enough to send his knees shaking but thankfully the waltz was over. After a hastily murmured apology, he quickly removed himself and his partner from the floor and back to the far end of the hall.

Of course... a purge; why else would the two of them be in this hall at this event? What better way to kill two birds with well, one joined stone? Raoul's eyes narrowed with anger for a moment and then he turned to Poinsettia, a hand unconsciously moving up to his face in a gentle caress...such pristine beauty, to be bruised and bloodied- the thought was too much for him and he clenched his hand. No, I will not let this plan bear to fruition. And right there the plan came to him. He looked down at their still joined hands and slowly raised his, dipping low to press a kiss to Poinsettia's porcelain skin.
"Would you like to take a walk with me?"

White hair framed Poinsettia's face throughout the dance, his eyes looked into Raoul's own strong ones, the feel of it was enough to make his chest hurt with the pressure of his heart strings.
Fire was melting his cold, his porcelain face once again had a tint of red to it. "You to dance wonderfully..." his voice, a soft whisper... his body mixing with fire and ice. He felt it, 'Please... the warm is great...' his being pleaded. It was enough to bring tears to his eyes.

When Raoul seemed distant and then asked to take a walk Poinsettia nodded happily. His heart strings were straining with the weight of the butterflies that were coming from his abdominal area.
"Yes, I would love to take a walk with you..." his hand's felt so warm; he could not remember ever feeling such warmth from such a person. Most he knew were cold.
His thin yet long hands felt perfect in the grip of Raoul, he loved those hands that caressed his with such china doll like mothering. It sent his bosom core to flutter.
What was the feeling of fire burning his ice...? So beautiful, so handsome.

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A smile crept onto painted blue lips, he loved gardens but the moon made his stomach sink. It terrified him highly. He shivered.

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((Yeah sorry...I was distracted sweatdrop ))

"No, i'm fine. I'm alway's a bit cold I suppose, it's normal according to Dr.Nom." said Poinsettia blushing. He wrapped his pale arms around me, his blue dress clung to his body as the wind flowed towards them. Poinsettia's body seemed overly thin but also like he had a curve to him. Despite the lack of weight he seemed incredible gracefull, peacefull, maybe even spirit like.