Chapter Forty-Eight: Slow Dance:

Kyosuke didn’t party. But he loved April all the same. His girlfriend finished her drink.

“I love it here!” she shouted.

“Yes,” Kyosuke said, nodding. This was her idea. He wanted to impress her. April tilted her head.

“You okay?” she asked.

“Yeah!” he lied. His girlfriend didn’t buy it. Kyosuke saw the look on her face.

“What?” he asked. She smiled and shrugged.

“Nothing,” April said. The music changed to a sexy upbeat song in the air. Her lips curved into a catlike smile.

“Care to dance?” she asked. He had a dumb struck look on his face. April giggled. She took him by the hand and led him to the dance floor. Kyosuke looked around frantic.

“What… What are you doing?” he asked.

“Relax,” she said. “Just follow me.” The English shinigami began to dance. She kept her eyes on him. Her moves were calculated in their seduction. Kyosuke’s face turned bright red. His eyes stayed fixed on her curves. The lights danced around in the darkness. He swallowed back his drool.


April twirled under lavender lights. She held out her arm. Kyosuke looked down.

“Oh,” he said. His girlfriend pulled him close. She started to dance up against him. She never broke eye contact.

“Whoa…” Kyosuke murmured. April didn’t speak. She didn’t need to. Her boyfriend gulped.

He started to try and dance himself. The poor man looked like he was getting electrocuted. She nuzzled him on the cheek. Kyosuke gulped again. Damn she wa so close.

Her eye contact stayed on him. The Japanese shinigami felt so small in her gaze.

“Oh…” he muttered. She smiled the whole time. The wheels turned in her brain. Kyosuke caught on too late.

“Oh…” he murmured. Her perfume teased his nose. He tried to loosen up but it got too much for him. The shinigami bolted out the door.

He made it to the bathroom. Kyosuke turned on the faucet and ran the cold water. He splashed his face and took a breath.

“What was that?” he asked himself. The shinigami shivered and shook his head.

“Get it together, man,” he said, slapping himself. Kyosuke took a deep breath. Why was he acting like this? He should be used to her antics by now. But she still managed to shock him. Once he calmed down, Ryosuke walked out of the bathroom. To his surprise, April stood in the hallway staring up at him. Kyosuke leapt back with a yelp. His girlfriend tilted her head.

“Kyosuke? Are you alright?” she asked. He blinked for a moment. Then he quickly nodded.

“Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah,” the shinigami said. “Sure. I’m fine.” April rested her head on his chest.

“Take me home,” she said. Her boyfriend blushed again.

“Sure, I guess,” he said. Once again, April was close.