15 princes and a princess

15 princes and a princess 10

*Rayns POV*

we left the cafe at about 5:30, but we didn't get home until 10. that seems like a long time to be dancing for, but we only ended up dancing for.....2 hours?

it took us half an hour to find a place, but it was full. Yesung said he could just get us in, cos hey, he's a star, but i said i would rather go somewhere less crowded anyway.

after another hour of searching we got bored. it was beginning to get dark as it was about 7. we had parked up and were wandering through around when we came across a park. it had cherry blossom trees and a little brook babbling though the centre. it was beautiful and romantic and very stereotypical for gooey love scenes...Oh gawd.

i heard the soft playing of a violin, and we soon saw that in an area of patio, near the eastern wall of the park, there was a band playing classical music.

couples were dotted around, swaying with their partners and i smiled unconsciously. "can we dance here?" i asked Yesung, in awe of the beauty around me.

"i was about to ask the same thing." he said, taking my hand and walking me into the crowd.

facing each other, we smiled, both blushing peachily. he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me close. i had 3 choices.

1. bend my arms and tuck them between us, forcing a little bit more space between us, but as it prevents us being awkwardly close it might not be so bad.

2. put my arms around his neck, forcing us to be even closer... which was both good and bad.

3. put my hands on his shoulders and have my arms awkwardly bent at some angle to fit. resulting in having an arm barricade between us, much like option one, but worse since my elbows would probably end up sticking out, not very desirable as an outcome.

hmm.... tough choice.

"um Rayn, what are you doing?" he asked. at the moment, my arms were kind of flopped by my sides and it was a bit awkward (i think awkward may be my word of the evening....). i must have had a thinky-face on too.... oh god.

"trying to decide what to do with my arms." i admitted. he chuckled, and his eyes glittering.

"well," he said, glancing around at the other couples "the convention here seems to be this...." he unwound his arms, and stepping back slightly, reached down and took my hands. He bent awkwardly (definitely my word for the evening) and put my arms over his shoulders, i clasped my hands behind his neck and he straightened up.

i stepped closer to him, he re-wrapped his arms around my waist, and pulled me ever closer. i blushed gently.

we swayed slowly, losing track of time. i leant my head against his chest, and as he was only 2 or 3 inches taller than me, he rested his head on mine.

my mind was racing. since i had arrived here, i had changed so much. my emotions were all over the place and i seemed to be more open with expressing feelings. also, i was blushing every 5 minutes. what the heck is up with that?!

i guess that the tough girl stage act was slowly dissolving. i was turning into a girly girl with *shudder* feelings. i couldnt be bothered with it.

i needed Myst. i needed to talk. i needed girl-chat. i needed something, anything that reminded me of home. right now, i was acting.....weird. but was this my true self? had i just got lost behind the goth-boots and red lipstick? was this my long-lost personality? and was it good or bad that it was back? honesty, i didn't like it. i wasn't used to be affected by things so easily, and it frightened me that i couldn't block things out any more.