::~ So as promised, I'm bringing you guys one-shots to the end of this story! These one shots don't follow the story at all, and some might not be related to the plot at all. This is just for fun! :)

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The ball room was large, and spacious. Black drapes adorned the ceiling. Daimonds were etched onto the furniture. Small crystals hung from the ceiling, catching sparks of light every now and then. The room looked beautiful. The people were dressed to go with the decorations. Men were dressed in black suits, and women wore white dresses. A teenage girl made her way through the mingling crowd. She was given some stares, because she was the youngest one there, but she ignored them. She walked over to the punch table, and got two glasses. She walked back to her grandfather, who was patiently sitting in his wheelchair, or so she supposed.

" She's ugly."

" I heard she does sports."

" What kind of girl with so much money is going to do sports?" Was what she heard coming from the hoarde of girls in a corner. They wore way too much make up, and way too much jewlery. These were the girls that harrassed her whenever she came to the balls, so she simply stayed near her grandfather. She ignored them as best as she could, her head held high, as she walked to her grandfather. Her dress was unlike the other girls'. It was long, and slid on the ground around her. It was the purest white. A simple black opal was set just beneath her bodice. Her hair fell in black waves behind her back, and white little diamonds were set in her hair. If she had to admit it herself, she would say she looked otherworldly.

Sea smiled when she saw her grandfather. The smile dropped when she saw that he was talking to two other people. They were probably asking him for a partnership so they can use the popularity her grandfather to expand their businesses, or something like that. People always did that, but her grandfather was smarter them. He looked completely calm and in control, but she could tell by his eyes that he knew something was up with them.

She approached softly. " Hello, gentlemen." She cringed inwardly as she said this. She was told to be smooth, and suave, but it really wasn't her personality. Her grandfather seemed relieved to see her.

" Gentlemen, this is my granddaughter Sea." Said her grandfather, as he introduced her to them. She faced them with a smile, and when she recognized them, she almost fell dead away, literally.

Him.

He was here.

Her eyes were about to tear up, but she fought them back. " Sea, this is Kei Hiwatari, and his son, Satoshi Hiwatari." her grandfather said, oblivious to her reaction. Kei HIwatari nodded, and shook her hand, turning back to her grandfather as if she wasn't there. She faced Hiwatari. He was studying her intently, observing her every move. She felt like she was being squashed under his gaze. A stray lock of hair fell in front of her face. By instinct, she raised her hand to push it back, but then checked herself, and brought her hand down, leaving it there. She shouldn't be worrying if she looked good for Hiwatari. Right?

Still, he stared at her. She held her hands in front of her, waiting for him to speak. His glare felt as if it intensified on her, but this never happened when someone else stared at her. Normally, she would have a smart comment waiting to tell the person off. She couldn't do it with Hiwatari.

He finally made some sort of movement and walked up to her. He grabbed her hand just as music started to play. She was speechless, but let him lead her to the center of the ball room. People were already slow dancing, and they were no exception. His hand slipped perfectly around her waist. She wasn't slim, but she was curvy. He didn't seem to mind though.

Her feet were barely touching the ground. He was literally whisking her away, because she saw her grandfather become smaller in the distance. The song's beat was resonating through her heart. She looked up at him, starting into his eyes. " What are you doing to me?" she asked in a small voice, but he didn't respond.

The mean girls in the corners were giving her murderous looks. Sea was twirled, and the girls looked lethal. She felt smug at the fact that she was dancing with Hiwatari, and not the rest. The music ended after a few minutes, and Satoshi led her to a hallway. They ran down the hall, hand in hand, and up some stairs. Sea followed him, clutching the black feather that was in her necklace. It didn't glow, which meant she was safe, for now.

They opened a door that could have easily been missed. " Where are we going?" she asked, refusing to take a step further. He didn't answer, he just held out his hand. Sea took a few steps back.

" Look, your part of mysterious prince is over, Hiwatari. Where are you taking me?" she asked, the slightest hint of fear in his voice. Satoshi sighed. He opened the door, and pale moonlight shone on her face and body. Satoshi's form became shadowed, and she only saw parts of his hair that were blue. The moon was directly over head. Satoshi held out his hand again, and this time, she took it.

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Storied were told.

Lives were shared.

" This never leaves this roof, Satoshi."

" Agreed."

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I told you one-shots were coming for this story! Would you prefer to have them continued on this story, or out on the DN Angel archive as actual one-shots? Tell me in a review! Did you like this one-shot, want more like these? Want different ones? REFREAKINGVIEW. :D