Mucis Of Love - Chapter 1

Michi's P.O.V

Michi is walking, and then suddenly she's in front of a mansion, with lights on, people on the terrace, and music blasting from the inside. She hesitated for a moment, but it's like the music is calling her. She found herself walking into the house. Inside, she saw people dressed in gowns and tuxedos. She looked at herself and found out that she was also dressed in a light pink cocktail dress. Wow! Where'd I get this from? She thought to herself. Suddenly, a soft music started playing, and then she saw a guy in the center of the hall, his back facing her. Then, as if on cue, the guy turned and saw her looking at him. She couldn't see his face because he was wearing a mask. The guy approached her.

"Hi, can you dance with me?" he said in his husky and sexy voice. I hesitated for a moment, but when I looked at his eyes, I got mesmerized. His were the most mysterious, sexiest, and most beautiful eyes I've ever seen! It's a deep color of blue, with black and gold streaks.
"Yes." I said.
He gently held my hand, and took me to the dance floor. He held my waist, and ever so sensual, we danced with the music.

"Take my hand,
Take a breathe
Hold me close,
And take one step."

He's a good dancer. I can feel it. With that I matched his rhythm, and we danced gracefully, which is weird because I know I can sing but I'm not really good at dancing. Ah, maybe because he is good at dancing, I just thought to myself. We didn't even notice that the crowd stopped dancing and were now watching us, awe and admiration in their eyes. We were staring each other this whole time, its like not only is our body dancing, but also is our eyes, our soul, our hearts. Dancing into the same rhythm, same melody, and same beat.
"You are great! I've never danced with someone like this before." He said.
"Thank you, and so are you. What's your name?" I answered back.
"Just call me V."
"I'm Michi."

"I know." He said. I was about to ask him how he knew my name but when I looked into his eyes, I found myself lost in it. "Can I see your face?" I told him.
He just smiled, and then afterwards, nodded. "Take my mask off." He ordered. Ever so slowly, I lifted my trembling hands. Why's my hand trembling, and why's my heart beating so fast? I asked myself. "Because you like to see his face so much", answered the little voice in my head. My hand touched the skin on his cheek, and I felt spark. My hand backed away for a second, but then I decided to continue. I was about to reach the lock of his mask, when the music suddenly stopped, and the sound of clapping people stopped me. I looked around and saw people clapping and cheering. When I looked back at the V, but when I turned around, he's gone. Then I felt myself being sucked into another place.

Thud! I found myself at the base of my bed. It's that dream again! I said to myself. Ever since high school I always had that dream but I never got to see the face of V. it's not every night that I dream of him though, so I just shrug it off. I know that someday, I will have the explanation to this dream.