Malemolência. [Shisui Uchiha.]

Menino bonito.

"Veio até mim,

Quem deixou me olhar assim?"

There's so much noise and no one seems to be in their right mind. Though, it's not as if Akane expected anything else from the hugely known Brazilian Carnival. There's people kissing everywhere, along with others dancing gracefully and some... not so much. Most of them seem to holding any possible kind of alcoholic beverage on one of their hands. Everything is so messy, and the loud music would probably end up giving her a headache, though this isn't really on her mind at the moment, as her body sways to the beat and her black and red hair ends up falling all over her face. Her friend, Raquel, isn't doing much better, her long black hair almot breaking free from her ponytail.

And then, something, or better, someone, breaks her free from her trance. 

A young man, possibly around the same age as her, with a flower necklace around his neck and curly black hair came dancing by, a can of beer on his left hand. He shoots the young woman a charming smile, which seems to attract her even more. 

Akane approaches him, a bottle of blue vodka on her hand, and offers her free hand for him. There's a hint of confusion in his dark eyes, but he takes her hand anyway, looking back and forth from her unicorn headband to her face. The girl offers him a smile, and as he pulls her in, she twirls him in the air like a ballerina, earning a few laughs. He's definitely a charmer, she thought.

"Hey, what's your name?" He says, between a few ragged breaths. Seemed like he wasn't really used to dancing, or at least not for long periods of time. "Also, have you seen a long-haired guy that looks like me? He's my cousin and I think I was with him until I started dancing with you."

She shakes her head. "Name's Akane. And nope."

And then, it hits her. Raquel! Where is she? 

Akane knows very well that Raquel is able to take care of herself, but she simply left the girl alone.

"Shit! I lost my friend!"

"Oh, well... I guess we should go look for the people who came here with us in the first place. May I get your number first, though?" 

Akane thinks for a bit. On one hand, she just met this guy. On the other hand, he seems pretty nice. Plus, the party's just getting started for the week. "Sure."

He holds his phone and opens his contacts as she starts saying the numbers to her phone. "Akane, yeah? I'll text you later." 

"Sure," She gives him a grin. "Good luck finding your cousin." 

The young man grins and nods back at her, and starts running his way into a crowd. 

That's when another realization hits Akane.

Fuck. I didn't get his name.