Reincarnated Into A Dead Woman's Body In Another World

Bells, a piano and two violins echoed onto the dance floor; a smooth melody played, one that mimicked the ocean tides at night. Jotou brought the redhead along into the twirling partners that spun on the dance floor.

The blonde took her by the hand and held another under her arm. Many turned to glance, some continued in the turns of their feet.

"You’ve, never called me that," and with that their sway began, their gazes interlocked under the golden lights that sparkled against their skin.

Jotou smirked, leading the wolf-girl with a tilt of her head, "I haven’t. Should I not?"

The hand on her back followed every lean and every bend, causing the redhead to bite her bottom lip gently, "I can make an exception."

Jotou giggled, "Keep dancing around this little game firefly, we’ll see how it ends."

"I don’t know what you’re talking about~" Their escapade continued around the floor. Heels sliding against the floor to every long-drawn chord.

Shifting and weaving, yellow and red in a twisting autumn. Their eyes interwove within their steps; and everything around turned to mere mist as only the two remained.

Brilliant blue pools; dark brown irises from beyond this world. Crimson and gold, a dawn sky by the sea and a drifting void of stars. Maybe minutes, maybe seconds, but it felt like days—hours lost in an eternal waltz.

And there they were. The precise lighting at such an angle; the exact shade like the seas or the skies—the blue in her eyes were just, perfect. Though, this was only one’s view.

The other danced, not minding being led by the other; for this night, she shall let this carry out how it was. For her curiosity was entranced and under that same, perfect lighting, the other’s brown eyes glittered like cut smoky quartz.

"Careful," the blonde hushed, "Don’t stare for too long."