Event Private Wouldn't you like to see something strange?

Luke nodded at Kaz's reassurance. "What's the worst that could happen..right?" He asked himself, although his trepidation began to increase as the doors drew nearer. Although upon feeling Kaz's hand brush his, Luke jumped slightly blushed furiously. He attempted to play it off as if he had just been startled by the sound of the doors opening, although he doubted that his charade was very convincing.

Upon entering the ballroom, Luke was stunned. He had to consciously tell his mouth to close itself, the decorations and music left him awestruck. Luke tried forcing his legs to move forward, although he found that he couldn't even manage a muscle spasm.

Luke finally came back to reality when he realized Kaz had asked him about dancing. "D-dancing? I..well..depends on the music.." He said quietly and stared at the floor. Luke severely doubted his ability to "gyrate" to electronic music, but, there's a first for everything. Luke stole a glance at Kaz before he looked back at the floor.

There were so many people here, he wasn't sure what to do with himself. He fidgeted in place before gesturing vaguely at the room. "W-well, after you.." He said quietly, desperately hoping Kaz would take the lead, which would give him enough time to control his creeping sense of dread. Crowds were not his thing.

Luke blushed once again as Kaz's hand closed around his. Although his warm feeling soon disappeared as he was lead onto the dance floor. The tempo of the music changed, and Luke sighed in silent thanks. While he wasn't a master at dancing, this he could at least manage and not embarrass himself.

Luke's body began to sway slightly to the music, although he quickly killed that impulse. He finally tuned back in to Kaz holding his hand, and the warm feeling returned once again. Luke was fairly certain if he blushed any harder, he'd die from a lack of blood circulation to his heart.

At Kaz's request of leading, Luke quickly nodded his head. "Go ahead! I barely know what I'm doing!" Luke said, and laughed softly, a rare occasion. He tightened his grip on Kaz's hand and waited for the dance to begin.

Luke wasn't sure what it was about Kaz's whispering, but something in him gave way. His thoughts and worries went out the window and all he could focus on was every word Kaz said to him in that hushed tone, along with the feeling on their bodies brushing against one another. Luke giggled at Kaz's appreciation of his choice in footwear. It was strange, Luke couldn't even remember the last time he had giggled, much less laughed.

Almost as if possessed by some other force, Luke relaxed and moved closer to Kaz, almost as if he was trying to increase the amount of attention he was getting. His emotions were going haywire. He could barely understand them, confusion, joy, infatuation? No, not the third. Certainly not. They were just friends? Right?

Luke ended up confusing himself and getting lost in his head for a moment. When he finally pulled himself out, he timidly looked at Kaz before he mumbled almost too quietly to hear. "This..this is nice.." His voice was nearly drowned out by the sounds of the dance floor, even though he was once again blushing at how haltingly the sentence had come out.

Luke was in a daze as the music flowed through the room. The many bodies dancing in unison at times further hypnotized him. However he was utterly captivated by the Kaz, he moved effortlessly, almost as if he immediately knew what to do at any given moment. Luke bit his lip in concentration as his mind took over again, bombarding him with its petty jabs and comments. Finally, Luke broke free of his thoughts. "Feel, don't think." He said to himself as he continued dancing.

"Y-yeah, this is nice.." He murmured, nearly drowned out by the music and sounds of others dancing. He glanced at Kaz, and then blinked as he swore his appearance changed for a moment. Although Luke played it off on his mind messing with him due to the odd amount of physical exertion he was participating in.

Luke's expression changed to one of concern as Kaz seemed to heat up in his hands. "A-are you okay?" He asked quietly, unsure as to if it was considered rude to pry into someone's feelings. Even though his Empathy usually did that whether he wanted to or not.

Luke then nodded his head in approval of getting a drink when Kaz had posed the question. Dancing wasn't exactly easy, especially for someone like Luke who often stayed secluded in his room when he wasn't scurrying to class.

He had the strange urge to reach out and take Kaz's hand, just a gesture of friendship to make sure he wouldn't pass out or anything given how warm he was. However Luke stopped himself before he did anything that might upset the other boy. He settled for standing near Kaz to make sure that nothing too dangerous befell his newfound..friend? Acquaintance? Dance Partner?

Luke's thoughts were about as mixed as his feelings about the colors yellow and neon orange.

Luke nodded at the Kaz's reason. Dancing was a strenuous activity, and Luke himself was feeling oddly fatigued after exerting his mind and body in such a way. As Luke felt Kaz take his hand and squeeze it, he blushed furiously. Several traitorous thoughts ran through his mind which he desperately tried to squash.

"He's a friend, stop that! You shouldn't even be thinking about it!" Luke ranted to himself within the confines of his mind. He shook his head as if to clear the thoughts, however it was then he heard Kaz thank him.

Luke paused for a moment before his neurons all fired at once. "Me?!" He mentally screamed. His face was once again a brilliant shade of scarlet as he tried to find the word. "N-no problem...Really..tonight was f-fun!" He said bashfully, silently cursing his social ineptitude and inability to control his speech patterns when put on the spot.

Luke tried to rationalize what Kaz had just said. People didn't tell him thank you, hell most didn't even say hello, much less notice his presence. Leucos felt an odd need to tell himself not to get his hopes up as Kaz probably just said something in the heat of the moment while feeling unwell.

Yet there was another part of him that desperately wanted every word to be true.