Fate Of The Twelve (Completed)

Chapter 39:

    (Pic of Alfreed. Well, I'll change it if I find a more compatible and more fit character for her.)

           Third Person's Pov
         "Why do girls take hours fixing themselves? We're going to be late at this rate." Mikael whined as they, the boys waited for the female rankers for them to get going already. The ball was already prepared and it would already start in a few minutes time.

       "And why don't you just get it that it's simply their nature?" Ryouta stated back but he seemed to be just as impatient. On the other hand, Shingu, with his two best friends, the first ranker and along with Cyan had already went ahead to the ball so technically, only Leo, Mikael and Ryouta were left behind to accompany them.

       "Hi guys." A voice was heard and the three stood up and fixed their selves.

        "Finally, it took you long enough----- whoa." Ryouta wasn't able to finish his sentence as he gaped at the four, the other two boys just as astounded as him.

         "Don't whoa me, I should whoa you charming prince's." Alfreed chuckled as she eyed the three.

       Mikael the sixth ranker was wearing an all black outfit, looking dashing as he gave a small nod of acknowledgement. Leo wore a white one, his hair tied in a low ponytail as he unconsciously stared at Violet, who, feeling his gaze, blushed.

       Ryouta the seventh ranker was wearing a blue suit to match his hair, his shoulders given emphasis and the girls blinked their eyes, rounding him up as he kept his eye brows up, weirded out by the female rankers' behaviours towards him. Alfreed was the first to talk.

        "You look androgynous though. Maybe you should've worn a gown instead." The red head taunted and Ryouta pouted instantly, Muriel squealing and tried to pinch his cheeks but the seventh ranker quickly backed away and hid behind Mikael before peeping and sticking his tongue out.

        "If I were to do that, you'll be shamed but... No thank you." He huffed as Alfreed scowled because... She knew it was possible. The seventh ranker has unbelievably smooth white skin, soft hair and a little feminine features in him. Heck, he looked beautiful and at the same time handsome that it was alluring.

        "Oh, I'd want to see you in a dress or a gown alright." Mikael, the sixth ranker said with a smirk. Ryouta's eyes went wide and his cheeks flushed before he pointed a finger on Mikael's direction.

         "Pervert! Stop pushing your dirty ideas on me!" Ryouta shouted like a child as the others chuckled and let the two ramble on, not with any slight interest of stopping the two as they proceeded to attend the ball, the two childish ones trailing behind them.

          "I've never been to a ball before only parties." Muriel stated, her heart fluttering with excitement as they neared the ballroom door, ladies and gentlemen walking towards the doors ahead of them. Their gowns were beautiful also but nothing comapared to what the rankers wore.

       They finally reached the door and the sight that met them was mystical, a soft melodic song going on as some pairs danced at the center of the enormous ballroom.

        Muriel scanned her eyes around and saw that they were on top of a grand staircase, a masked man at the side, announcing the names of those who enter.

         Suddenly, two figures stepped up behind them, making them squeak in surprise.

         "Hello there beautiful ladies."