First Dance.
Apr. 29th, 2004 04:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bloodsong1"What are you doing here?" I ask incredulously. He cut his hair since the summer.
"I'm enrolled here. Business management. You?"
"Botany. It's a shame you cut your hair." D grins and runs his fingers through his short black locks.
"You think so?"
"Yes. You look hot with long hair."
"I'll remember that." I blush slightly. Again. Good grief. "So, Tuxedo Mask. What's your real name?"
"Sher. You?"
"Rae." He holds out his hand. I take it and he kisses my knuckles. My toes curl slightly and my blush deepens. Blast. "It's a pleasure to meet you."
"Ditto." I pull my hand away. "Let me guess, you hate your first name too."
"With a passion." Rae chuckles. "Why my parents decided on an angel's name I'll never know."
"At least yours isn't French." I counter. He cocks his head, then grins.
"I'm enrolled here. Business management. You?"
"Botany. It's a shame you cut your hair." D grins and runs his fingers through his short black locks.
"You think so?"
"Yes. You look hot with long hair."
"I'll remember that." I blush slightly. Again. Good grief. "So, Tuxedo Mask. What's your real name?"
"Sher. You?"
"Rae." He holds out his hand. I take it and he kisses my knuckles. My toes curl slightly and my blush deepens. Blast. "It's a pleasure to meet you."
"Ditto." I pull my hand away. "Let me guess, you hate your first name too."
"With a passion." Rae chuckles. "Why my parents decided on an angel's name I'll never know."
"At least yours isn't French." I counter. He cocks his head, then grins.
