First Dance.
Apr. 29th, 2004 02:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bloodsong1"Care to share the joke?" A male voice asks. My head whips around. A guy with black hair and a single breasted tux is standing across from me.
"I wonder if you would appreciate it." I respond flippantly, putting my drink down. He puts three dollars on the table.
"Try me." I glance at the money, then up at his face. Something about him looks familiar, but I can't quite place it. Under the table, I clench my fist. Why did I not palm my dagger?
"Wearing a tux in the right place will get you hordes of fangirls. Even if you're a girl." I cock an eyebrow in challenge. His eyes, are they gray?, get wide.
"So that was you." I blink as he sits down and pushes the money towards me. "Here. No need for a lady to pay for her own drink."
"Do I know you?" I ask, ignoring the bills. He looks bloody familiar. He grins.
"Return to hell."
"D???" I gasp.
"Tuxedo Mask."
"I wonder if you would appreciate it." I respond flippantly, putting my drink down. He puts three dollars on the table.
"Try me." I glance at the money, then up at his face. Something about him looks familiar, but I can't quite place it. Under the table, I clench my fist. Why did I not palm my dagger?
"Wearing a tux in the right place will get you hordes of fangirls. Even if you're a girl." I cock an eyebrow in challenge. His eyes, are they gray?, get wide.
"So that was you." I blink as he sits down and pushes the money towards me. "Here. No need for a lady to pay for her own drink."
"Do I know you?" I ask, ignoring the bills. He looks bloody familiar. He grins.
"Return to hell."
"D???" I gasp.
"Tuxedo Mask."
