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Murasakibara Atsushi (1)

Edited!

• Changed "Tori" to [Name]
• Fixed minor grammar fails
• Got rid of unnecessary comments

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Contest Entry for Yumieyukii 's contest

The tagging system has been nice to me. I hope it can continue to do so.

Btw, this is like one of those kingdom AUs. Like, small countries called Seirin and Rakuzan. All of that good stuff.

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Dancing

The town square looked absolutely dashing. Lanterns of all kinds and colors were strung from shop to shop. Stars shined bright above, almost covering up the feeling of despair. The streets, which were usually full of horse feces and wagon wheel tracks, could be called acceptable. The small gazebo seemed to to glow in the moonlight.

[Name] wasn't really sure what the town was celebrating about. Being the daughter of two farmers didn't allow her to get as much education as the nobles in the capital city. Sure, she heard things from the owner of the inn she worked at. However, she had no idea what a "merger between two countries" was. The only country she knew was the one that she lived in, Seirin.

She dusted her dress once more. Wasn't it a crime to wear something this uncomfortable? The pink, frilly monstrosity was itchy in all the wrong places. She was pretty sure that her ribs were suffocating the rest of her organs. [Name] didn't know what was in fashion, but she was pretty sure that the big red bow underneath her cleavage could instantly give the king an excuse to execute her.

"Hey there, [Nickname]-chin," an oh-so-familiar voice called from behind her. She turned, the dress twirling with her. "Hello, Mura-kun," she said. He walked up to her, raising an eyebrow. "Did your mother make your dress?" he asked. A deep red blush erupted on her face as she nodded sheepishly. She turned her head slightly as not to look at him. This crush that she had on her childhood friend could be pretty annoying at times.

Murasakibara fixed his bowtie. Observing him from the corner of her eye, she wondered how he was able to get his hands on a decent tuxedo. It obviously wasn't made by his mom; the material was too nice for someone in this town to afford.

"Wow, do I really look that good? You're staring a lot," he stated, waving a hand in front of her face. The blush intensified on her face. She hadn't noticed that she transitioned from looking at him from the corner of her eye to staring full on at him. "Sorry," she said quietly.

Suddenly, the band stopped playing, getting the attention of everyone.

"Alright. Now, we will have our slow dancing contest!"

Excited hushed whispers and murmurs erupted from the crowd around her. [Name] rolled her eyes. Of course they were excited. The only reason why most people even came was because of the cash prize. No one really cared if they were actually celebrating something. In a time when a plague had just past and the GDP was at its lowest point, many people didn't find the joy to celebrate.

A finger tapped her shoulder. She looked up at Murasakibara. "Do you have a partner for the contest?" he asked. She shook her head. "My parents really only brought me here because they needed someone to take them home when they get drunk. Plus, I don't really know how to dance," she said, looking directly at the drunk couple who were dancing wildly despite the lack of music.

He took her hand in his. "My older sister taught me to dance. I could teach you," he said. She shrugged her shoulders, trying her best not to look excited. "I don't really want to bother you...," she mumbled. He took her other hand into his own. "I don't mind. I want to dance with [Nickname]-chin."

The band started to play a waltz. As Murasakibara guided her in the steps, she looked down to make sure that she wasn't going to step on his feet. She felt fingers force her face up. "You shouldn't look at your feet," he said. She nodded weakly.

It was hard to look at him. [Name] knew that she would stare at him if she did. Seeing as she didn't want to appear weird, she looked off into the crowd of people. Suddenly, she felt his fingers touch her cheek. This caused her look towards him. The gaze that he gave her was nothing like she had ever seen before.

Suddenly, he leaned down to her and pressed his lips upon hers. Nothing that was going on other than the sensation she was feeling was processing in her head.

Murasakibara leaned away from her, his face equally as red as hers. The noise of the crowd dancing around her suddenly registered in her mind. In a futile attempt for her not to notice his growing blush, he brought her close to his chest. Yet, seeing the vulnerable look that [Name] was unknowingly showing on her face made him want to tease her. At least this is what she had thought as he leaned down to her ear.

"Pay attention to only me, [Nickname]-chin"