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[soheartless]

I don't know.

I've been preparing for the recital.

[untrueheart]

It's this weekend. The homecoming dance. [They are passing a poster advertising that very thing and Rue motions to it.]

[soheartless]

Oh.

[He comes to a stop and spends a moment studying the poster carefully. He thinks he can vaguely remember some dances in his past - his parents particularly have usually pushed him to go - dressing him up so that he could be the star of the night. To assert that he's like the prince of the school.

They're never particularly memorable to Mytho.]

I see. Such a dance...

Could this be the same... that Tsuna has mentioned? He... planned to go with his sister.

[untrueheart]

Tsuna Panda? [He lived just a few houses away; his irritating older sister was a frequent bratty scourge of the girls' locker room.] Which sister does he intend to take?

[She rather likes the younger one. Unfortunate situation, but the girl has spark.]

[soheartless]

I don't know which one. I don't think he said.

Maybe that is also... why I have a new suit at home.

[untrueheart]

[All the signs are there, and he misses them.]

Oh. If you have a suit, then you...you must already have someone to go with.

[soheartless]

[A pause.]

I don't know.

I haven't asked yet.

[Maybe because... he forgot to.]

[untrueheart]

But you must! It would just be awful for you to show up without someone, and you already have the right clothes.

[soheartless]

Okay, Rue. I'll ask, then.

[untrueheart]

Good. I still can't believe you didn't-

[Is that any way to talk to the boy who captures her attention so absolutely that she gets distracted from dance class watching him?]

Ah- I'm sorry.

[soheartless]

You shouldn't be sorry. [He looks towards her with his wide eyes.] I'd rather you not feel sorry. I... haven't had a chance, to ask.

[untrueheart]

[He would rather she didn't feel sorry. Rue blushes and turns her head, biting her lip against a surprised smile.]

Well you have a chance now. Maybe whoever you like won't be going already.

[soheartless]

That's true. Okay.

Are you going with anyone... Rue?

[untrueheart]

No, I didn't say yes to anyone. [It's out before she can stop herself. What a pitiful thing to say.]

[soheartless]

Oh. [He looks down slightly.] So you won't... say yes to anyone?

[untrueheart]

Of course I would, if the right person asked me.

[soheartless]

I see.

So... so... [He almost seems flustered for a moment despite his general lack of expression, as if trying to grasp at correct words.]

Such a person... I don't know who they would be.

[untrueheart]

Well, I do. It's not proper for me to ask him, though. That isn't how things are done.

[And she is too afraid to try.]

[soheartless]

Oh.

I wonder if... if I were to ask...

1/2

[untrueheart]

[What]

2/2

[untrueheart]

[This...is this really happening?]

To ask...?

[soheartless]

You.

[He says quietly. He looks down at the ground uncertainly for a moment, and then he takes a step forward.]

Rue...

Would you... go with me?

[untrueheart]

[Give her a minute, she has to go catch her voice back from wherever it's gone.]

I, would I, go with you? To the dance?

[In the meantime she'll borrow this incredibly squeaky and excited one.]

[soheartless]

I don't know if you would. You haven't answered. [He says plainly, with just hints of unusual nervously. And then, he sputters out quickly.]

I'd like to dance with you.

[untrueheart]

[Rue's heart is going to beat itself right out onto the floor in half a minute.]

I would love to dance with you. Ah- I mean, to go to the dance! And dance. With you. A-At the dance.