New York AU: Policeman's ball

[sliceitwithwind]

When Dilan knocks on Aya's door to pick her up he's dressed up. Which, in his case, means geta and tabi, silk hakama, and dress kimono. He looks good but very. Very not. Er.

He looks very good. He's got a small box under one arm, and waits for her to open the door.

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[mitochondriaaya]

She blinked at him for a few moments then very simply asked "Why in the world would I need to stand on your feet? I'm in heels for Yates sake! I'd puncture my boyfriend and then have to explain the blood!"

[sliceitwithwind]

"You could take them off!" he grins at her, "Or we could run off, you know. Together."

[mitochondriaaya]

"And lose the very nice height boost?" she pointed out. "And if we run off most he precinct will think we're eloping. And Danny will kill us for abandoning him to high society."

[sliceitwithwind]

"We can take him with us?" It's a good plan!

[mitochondriaaya]

"Why are we planning to run off?" she asked "And how did we get there from standing on your feet? I still have no reason to start that either!" she giggled.

[sliceitwithwind]

"Why not, and I honestly don't remember. But it makes you laugh, so it must have been a good idea."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Duty" she supplied simply to his first question. nope, not just a word with her. "You're a strange one dear. Really strange, offering to let a girl stand on your feet and not knowing why..."

[sliceitwithwind]

"I like having you close. That's about as close as we can get in public."

[mitochondriaaya]

"I'd feel kind of like a little girl who can't dance standing on her father's feet..." she chuckled. "So not the feeling I want around you dear."

[sliceitwithwind]

"Fair enough, my love, fair enough."

[mitochondriaaya]

"I try to be" she laughed, squeezing his knee as they pulled up outside the hotel where the ball was being held. "Ready to brave the wolves?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Yup. Wolves can't take me down." Dilan says, sliding out and opens the door.

[mitochondriaaya]

"Not without greater number than should be here..." she teased. She didn't mind that her dress revealed a long line of thigh as she slipped from the limo. She had nice legs, so all was well? The price one had to pay for mobility in evening clothes!

Inside was...well, a party. It was really easy to tell the cops from the guests. They all looked vaguely like they had guns to their head!

[sliceitwithwind]

Dilan is perfectly capable of looking like he's enjoying himself. He, after all, has Aya.

So there.

Nyah.

[mitochondriaaya]

Danny latched on to them the moment they made their entrance. He looked utterly uncomfortable in his 'new' suit, as opposed to his 'regular' suit. The only difference between the two was the color, but hey, it was something for him to complain about?

Aya flashed an apologetic smile at Dilan then dragged her partner off to a group of cops in the corner. They'd protect him! That chore done, she drifted back up to his side and sighed "...it's a lot bigger than last time." that was a good thing, maybe?

[sliceitwithwind]

"Still smaller than the last thing I had to go to." he mutters, "Good day, Senator. Yes, Lt. Brea is looking lovely tonight. No, I have no intention of giving up her arm this evening, toodles."

that was the brushing off of a senator. Dilan has no shame.

[mitochondriaaya]

"Too much bigger and the cops wouldn't show at all..." Aya covered her smile with her hand, the better not to end up laughing at the rather shocked expression on said senator's face. "I'm attached at the arm?" she noted when they were clear.

[sliceitwithwind]

"I figure I'm more entertaining than he is." Dilan says, swinging her gently onto the dance floor and grinning down at her, "Also, I have a lot more power."

[mitochondriaaya]

"You're endlessly entertaining dear." she admitted easily as she rested her hands on his hips "And I never cared about the power angle. Forgive me for dismissing that.' she laughed, amused at how handy it could be in situations like this!

[sliceitwithwind]

He beams down at her and dances across the floor lightly, "It comes in handy, now and then."

[mitochondriaaya]

Aya...was a good enough dancer to follow a lead? It was fun anyway, and no one tried to talk to them as long as they were moving! Plus, with Aya and Dilan out on the floor more of the cops were willing to drift out and start taking over the dance floor.

This meant, at the meant, a cop conga line to a waltz, but hey! Yes, many of the people Aya knew were insane.

[sliceitwithwind]

Dilan doesn't mind. He waltzes her around the conga line joyfully.

[mitochondriaaya]

There were more than a few startled looks shot in their direction when Aya laughed through the dancing. She was suppose to be the serious one...

...suppose to be.

The smile didn't leave her face until they were off the dance floor and the moneyed lot was pressing between them. It was easy for a short woman like Aya to get walled away by suites, one of which seemed rather eager, in a boyish, fashion plate kinda way. "Aya, Aya! There you are! I've been looking all over! You'll never guess what I got for you..."

[sliceitwithwind]

Dilan elbows his way back to her and shows a lot of teeth with only the faintest of upwards quirks on his lips. "You must be someone she hasn't bothered to mention, I'm Dilan. Her boyfriend."

[mitochondriaaya]

The boy (really, he looked younger than Aya) flicked a glance at Dilan but didn't lose an iota of his enthusiasm. Really, Aya wouldn't be dating, not for real, right? "I'm Charles. Tickets to the opera, Aya. I know you like opera, you said so once..."

Aya very carefully stepped back and hooked her arm around Dilan's waist "Charles is Judge Atherton's son." she noted a bit absently.