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]

Well, Dilan deserved the almost-evil chuckle from the Dowager. She patted his cheek gently and looked out over the dance floor with a hint of pride "Well, this turn into quite the party dears. I approve."

That said, she left Aya and Dilan to themselves, snagging a wayward detective (Danny actually) and heading back out onto the floor.

[sliceitwithwind]

"See you later, ma'am." Dilan murmurs, pulling Aya closer and just holding her. She's a precious part of his life, and he's not sure how to communicate that.

[mitochondriaaya]

Aya, well, she liked being held as much as the next girl? It was an odd place for it but...well, a few drinks in her hand and the Chief wouldn't come to bustle them back out? So, she held punch, Dilan held her...and it was quiet and nice for a bit. Definitely not something she expected at a ball.

[sliceitwithwind]

"Think we can escape now?" Dilan asks quietly, "I want to take you home and just hold you for a while."

[mitochondriaaya]

She tilted her head back on his chest to think that one over. "Weren't kidding about running off huh?" she teased lightly. "Can you see the Chief? Is he dancing? He ignores a lot so he doesn't step on people..."

[sliceitwithwind]

"Nope." he glances over until he picks the Chief out, then grins, takes her hand, and bolts for an exit. He's going to have to lower her over the garden wall, but that's easy enough.

(Does she feel like she's a kid running away, yet?)

[mitochondriaaya]

The cups of punch, much like her heels, were left on the railing before taking Dilan's hands. She'd never been lowered by just one guy, she was clinging to his hands and giggling like an madwoman.

(...she'd never run away as a kid?)

[sliceitwithwind]

Dilan grins and lobs her shoes to the ground after her before dropping over the edge and grabbing her hand again. "Come on, we can get to the limo before they notice we're gone."

[mitochondriaaya]

Shoes were nice, even heels, after all it was a garden in December. And their coats were with the check girl..."I've never run through these gardens!" she admitted, looking around at the statuary and dry fountains. "Street's....that way?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Yup, come on." he tugs her hand and charges for the limo with a laugh trailing on his lips.

[mitochondriaaya]

She was unusually skilled at running in heels. This meant she could keep up! "Ahhh, bench!" she laughed as they careened.

[sliceitwithwind]

His hand slips from hers and picks her up, easily, grinning and charging off with her.

[mitochondriaaya]

"Yeep!" was threaded through the laughter, but otherwise she was just going to cuddle against the warm Dilan okay? It felt like snow tonight...

...well, she was going to cuddle until "Fence!' she could see that, there were street lights past it. "Fence fence fence Dilan!"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Right." he agrees, "Ready to go over it?"

[mitochondriaaya]

"...you're in gheta!" that had to be a pain to jump in right? And yes, she was wrapping her arms tightly around his neck and trying to hold very still? never mind the laughter.

[sliceitwithwind]

"Yeah, so?" Dilan laughs, cheerfully.

[mitochondriaaya]

"Nothing, go for it." she laughed, tucking her face against his neck. "Owe you foot rubs..."

[sliceitwithwind]

He boosts her over, first, then backs up and runs for it, jumping and arcing over his own hands.

What?

He's active.

[mitochondriaaya]

If she were a less secure person she'd be jealous? He did make things look so very easy...

Luckily, she just thought it was great to date him! "Show off..." she laughed, tucking back against him the moment he landed. Mmmm, body heat.

[sliceitwithwind]

"Yup." No argument there, "Text Danny and have him pick up your coat, babe, I'm not heading back in there." he does slide his kimono off and bundle her in it, however, before picking her up again and dashing for the limo.

[mitochondriaaya]

"I'll text him in a bit. I do it now he'll leave, and take half the precinct with him." she admitted. Dowager or no, Danny would bolt if he thought he could point at Aya as a reason why.

"Next time we sneak out of something we do it in June okay?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Sounds like a plan." he agrees, dipping so she can open the door.

[mitochondriaaya]

Yep, door, and one limo driver who jumped and peered back through the glass. "Think it's going to snow tonight." she informed the poor man cheerfully.

Snow was just fine really. Kimono's were warm.

[sliceitwithwind]

"Home, please. Uh - mine or yours, babe?"

[mitochondriaaya]

"Which ever has more blankets!" Aya laughed, after all she could change out of the gown at either place?

"Although Cat might feel left out if we exclude her from a cuddle night..."