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Just One Dance (Blossick)

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Jazz. Jazz music every where. People were swaying to the cheerful beat, laughs and words exchanged as they danced. The atmosphere was, although it was supposed to be fairly formal, happy and cheerful. The chandelier hanging from the ceiling lit up the spacy room, a few candles standing proudly on the well-served tables. Chicken, turkey, duck, and just about every other animal flesh you could think of smelled wonderfully, heavenly desserts over-powering the juicy smell. And, in the midst of them, a tall, red-headed girl was stuffing her mouth full of the delicious treats.

Momoko, now 16 year old and going to high school, was far from the elementary school heroine she used to be. Though keeping her endless love for sweets, the girl wasn't nearly as boy crazy and fanciful she was, now keeping a clear head and firm hand.

Her elegant, ankle-lenght red dress was hugging her upper body, yet flowed beautifully as soon as it reached her thin waist. Black plumps with sashes going up her leg to her knee, her old bow was replaced with a silky, pink ribbon, that held up her thick, waist-lenght orange locks. A fancy, crimson red mask was covering half her face. ending just below her nose, her full, pink lips un-covered and visible to the world. The mask was decorated with various golden swirls, the eye area outlined black. Needles to say, she looked stunning.

Continuing to stuff her face with chocolate cake, Momoko couldn't help but think of the event, that brought her into the fancy building in the first place.

XxX

''A ball?'' Momoko inquired in confusion as she watched the mayor smile happily. He had called her and her 2 friends, Miyako and Kaoru up, saying that he had something urgent to talk about. They hurried over, in their PPGZ outfits even, which they haven't used in years as they panicked that maybe, just maybe, the villains have come back. But, the mayor shocked them by asking them to go to a ball of all things.

Though, Miyako being Miyako, she squealed in delight, clapping her hands in front of herself, an excited grin on her lips. ''Yes! Yes, of course we'll go, Mayor-san!'' She giggled, earning a loud groan from Kaoru.

''No way in Hell I'm going to a ball! I don't wanna wear those girly dresses.'' Kaoru complained, shaking her head while she transformed back in her usual outfit, which consister of a yellow V-cut baggy shirt over a black tank top, military green shorts and tennis shoes.

Her hair was still as messy as it was before, looking more like a mane than anything else, while Miyako pouted as her outfit disappeared.

''I have to agree with Kaoru on this one, Mayor-san. I have a test in 3 days and I would really need to study more.'' Momoko nodded her head, while her smile curved downwards in a frown. Silence followed the statement as the Mayor brooded over it. Then, and idea hit him and he grinned and, with the click of his fingers, Miss Bellum came running into the room.

''Yes Mayor?'' she asked, her face visible and not covered by a thick, leather notebook, like it usually was, revealing peachy, freckled skin and 2 pools of crystal blue. She seemed to have grown over the 3 years they haven't seen her, as she was the same height she was with her red high heels, though she wore ballet shoes. Her blonde mane was even more wavy and messy as it was before and the girls couldn't help but gawk at how beautiful she seemed to have gotten over the years.

''Tell Momoko here just what will be served at the ball. And tell Kaoru just who our special guest will be this year.'' The Mayor said with a wide grin, mischief danced in his eyes as Miss Bellum nodded her head. ''Very well then. Come with me, girls.''

The woman motioned them to follow, spinning on her heel to turn away and walk out of the wide, white room as the 2 girls followed, Miyako staying behind and giggling behind her palm at the thought of what she'll make her friends wear that night.

Following Miss Bellum uncertainly, the 2 glanced confusedly at one another. What could be able to change their mind? They thought to themselves, confused over the situation. But, before they could voice their thought, Miss Bellum stopped walking and was turned towards them with a small smile.

''Sit down Momoko, Kaoru.'' she instructed the duo and they did as they were asked.

''Oi, what are you planning? Because I'm gonna tell you this in advance: There's no fucking way that you're gonna get me to that bloody ball!'' Kaoru growled at Miss Bellum, but the woman paid her no mind as she pushed a cassette inside the DVD player.

''She's right, Miss Bellum. I really have to study for the upcoming test, so...'' Momoko bit her tongue as whatever was on that cassette started and she sighed to herself, not wanting to see its conents, yet she didn't seem to have much of a choice. So she, along with Kaoru, watched it.

''Hello, Tokio! This is your Mayor!'' the grey-haired man grinned, waving at the camera. ''This year, on the request of our citizens, we, meaning me and Miss Bellum,'' he pointed between himself and the tall blonde woman, whose upper half was cut off due to her height.''have arranged a party in the honor of the 3 superheroes, that saved our city so many times in the past: The PowerPuff GirlsZ!'' A flash of Momoko, Kaoru and Miyako flying was shown, the footage taken when they were still 13.

''This weekend, I humbly invite you to the jazz-themed, masquerade ball, that's gonna start at 5 PM and end on Sunday night. I invited a lot of French cooks, so the desserts and food are gonna be top class!'' The mayor behind the screen winked, the scene changing to many cakes, candy, cupcakes and more sweets and Momoko felt her shoulders stiffen. It was a trap, it just had to be. Even though she knew that...Who could resist free food?

''We also invited a special guest to the party, a mayor fan of the PPGZ: Sakuruu Daisuke!*'' Kaoru felt her eyes widen and she almost thought that they're going to jump of their sockets. Her favourite wrestler, beside her father, was gonna show up? And he was a fan of the PPGZ?!

''I'm gonna go!'' The duo said in unison, grinning in excitement and Miss Bellum had to giggle at that. ''That's nice to know, girls.'' She said to them.

''See you this saturday in Tokio National Hall at 5 PM! We're gonna be awaiting your arrival!'' the TV- Mayor waved with a cherry grin, before the screen went pitch black.

xXx

And that's how she came to be in this Hall, stuffing her face full of sweets while Miyako and Kaoru were doing God knows what. 'Sure,the food's great but...' she swallowed the pieces of candy she had in her mouth loudly, though it wasn't heard over the loud music and chatting. '...There are no good guys here.'

Momoko sighed mentally, feeling like her 13-year old self again, but she didn't care at the moment; she desperately wanted to dance with a hot guy. She had asked Natsuki and even Kuro from school, yet they just made weird expressions and left, brushing off her invitation completely. On the other hand, Sakamoto had asked her to go with him, but she just declined politely, earning a disappointed expression from the orange-eyed boy. She didn't mean to offend him, she just didn't feel like going with Sakamoto, who basically had two left feet on the dance floor. And don't ask how she knew of the fact.

Sighing at her thoughts, she averted her eyes away from the table full of sweets towards the front door. Her eyes widened comically at the sight before her, her hand almost losing its grip on the china plate.

A tall, masked boy placed his foot in the room, dark orange hair reaching to his upper back tied into a low ponytail with a red ribbon. A silky-looking dance shirt with lace covering his upper body, tucked smoothly into crimson his jeans and shiny, leather fancy shoes on his feet. with a matching blazer drapped over the shirt. He was turning his head from side to side, his eyes scanning the dance room, yet he didn't seem to find what he was looking for as his shoulders slumped and a frown could be visible from where Momoko was sitting. His mask, pitch black, with dark red embodiment, was covering half of his face, revealing soft-looking, peachy skin and full, pale lips. The only thing that seemed out of place with his attire was a black and red baseball cap turned backwards on his head.

If Momoko would still be 13 years old, she would've fangirled, with hearts instead of eyes as she showered the boy with her affection. But she wasn't; she tried to tell that to herself, yet her eyes were threathening to turn into big hearts at how gorgeous the boy seemed - even from the distance! But, she didn't seem to be the only one interested in him, as countless women and girls alike circled around him, showering him with their affection, it seemed that way. Momoko only rolled her eyes, though, deep inside, she couldn't really blame them; the guy was hot!

Behind him, 2 more boys stood, one taller than the other. Momoko wasn't really sure when they got in the room, as her eyes were glued on the handsome Ginger. The shortest of the trio had light blond hair and blue eyes, with a dark blue mask. He wore the same thing the other 2 were wearing, only in blue.

The tallest of them had raven hair, pulled into a high ponytail, that reached to his ears and forest green eyes. He was wearing the same formal outfit as his 2 friends, or whatever they were, only in his signature green colour.

From where she was sitting, Momoko saw the blond kid walk away with a random chick, that looked way too much like Miyako, smiling, while the girl giggled.

Soon afterwards, the rest of the women circling around the handsome stranger split up, sulking because they couldn't get a chance to dance with him probably. Momoko's eyes followed wherever he went for a while, the sweet heaven on the table forgotten as she burned the image of him in her mind. But, as she was deep in thought, she couldn't notice a figure walking closer to her, until the boy she was admiring just a minute ago was standing in front of her, offering her his big hand.

''Would you like to dance?'' His voice deep with a flirty edge to it, Momoko's mind melted in a pile of goo and all she could do was nod numbly, looking up at the smirking face of the ginger-haired boy, and she suddenly got lost in his deep red eyes.

'Why do I have the feeling that we met before?' was the last thing that went across her mind until she placed her hand on his, heat rising to her face in the shape of a blush. A small chuckle went past the boy's lips at Momoko's embarrassment, pulling her on her feet and leading her to the dance floor. The ginger-haired girl could feel the jealous stares from other women drilling into her head, and she smirked, feeling proud of herself. Though, she did wonder why he asked her to the dance...She decided to ask him as soon as she'll get the chance.

The duo arrived at the centre of the dance floor as soon as the song switched from an upbeat, cheerful one to a slow, romantic ballad and the taller boy gripped Momoko's waist and took her by the hand, pulling her closer to him with a small smile. She returned the gesture, gripping his broad shoulder with her free hand and they started swaying with the music.

''So...'' Momoko began, clearing her throat. ''May I ask for your name, mister? I can't keep calling you 'mister' or 'you'.''

The boy let out another chuckle, his lips curving upwards in an amused smirk. ''Call me Renga*. And you?''

''I'm Momoko. You have a funny name though, Renga-san.'' Momoko giggled, a small grin finding its way up her face as the couple did a twirl, her dress flying in every direction.

''And you have a beautiful one, Child of Peach*.'' Renga said in English*, earning another blush from the shorter girl, before she smiled up at him.

''Thanks. That's sweet of you.'' Although seeming calm on the outside, Momoko was melting on the inside. Her eyes twitching, wanting to turn in big, pink hearts while her other organs melting at his - hot - English accent.

''You're welcome, Momoko.'' A small smirk adoring his already perfect face, Momoko felt as though Renga had some sort of plan underneath that mask of his…

''So, why did you ask me to dance Renga-san? I noticed that, when you came in, there was a dozen of all those other women crowding you and your 2 friends...So, why me?'' Tilting her head curiously while gazing into Renga's captivating red eyes, she did another twirl, before the ginger finally decided to answer.

''I was looking for you, Momoko...or, should I say Blossom?'' Grinning at the first part of his sentence, he leaned in towards Momoko's ear and said the end in a soft, breezy whisper, making shivers run down her spine, before her blood froze.

''W-what are you talking about, Renga-san? I'm not...'' she gulped down saliva as her mouth felt dry, as though she hasn't drink anything in months. Just then, though, the song ended and Renga let go of Momoko's hand, throwing her a wink, before he scribbled down something on a piece of paper he brought out from his pocket.

080-****** - Renga AKA Brick

XOXO, Call me later, Blossy ;)


was written on the paper, leaving Momoko gaping as suddenly everything clicked. Why she felt as if she knew him from somewhere...Though, she didn't understand why he was at the ball. Or why Poochi hasn't sensed any black energy particles… Oh well, she was gonna do something about him as soon as she came home. Maybe give him a call or something….
Hi!

It's been a while since I last wrote anything for the PPGZ fandom, so I present you with this little story here; Just One Dance! Inspired by Caro Emerald's Just One Dance, though in a less...erotic style! ^^; (www.youtube.com/watch?v=poO1rb… ) The link for the song. Anyways, I might write 2 simmiliar pieces with Miyako (Bubbles) and Boomer,m and Kaoru (Buttercup) and Butch, that's why Blossick is written in the tittle! :icongrin--plz: I hope you like it! And, in case you don't understand a few words, here's a dictionary:

*Sakuruu Daisuke- A random wrestler I made up...

*Renga- Means brick in Japanese; I chose this name for obvious reasons.

*Child of Peach- 'Momo' is Peach in Japanese, 'ko' is child. So, together it's Child of Peach.

*in English- Imagine that they're talking in Japanese, and he said Child of Peach in English.


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