Tamaki, meanwhile, had danced the night away with many a girl on his arm. There had been waltzes, as well as faster dances and one particularly sensuous samba. It was quite appropriate that he'd made sure that every Host knew at least five different types of dances when they'd joined. One could not be a gentleman by skipping a dance with a lady! 

However, all gentlemen were human and eventually he had to admit defeat and fatigue. He kissed the hand of the lady he'd just danced with, before turning away and into the crowds. He patted at his forehead with his handkerchief, cheeks reddened from exertion. The room was hot and crowded, and the blond was glad to step out into a cool hallway. Phew. Three more dances, and then the final dance. He'd rest until then. Maybe, if he could...

Oh. Speak of the devil. Tamaki grinned, raising a hand to wave at his first dance partner who was also taking a break in the hallway. "Hey!" he greeted her, stepping forward. "Having a good time?"

~~~

Mimori had made sure that she wasn't bored for the rest of the evening. She stood with one of her friends - the one who sometimes came with her to the Host Club. They chatted and laughed, sometimes looking out at the twins. To be honest, she felt a little twinge of jealousy when she saw Hikaru and Kaoru so close together. If she could be that close to Kaoru...

Then, a boy asked her to dance. She joined him. Another after that, and another. She enjoyed herself, thinking logically that she must find someone else that wasn't a Host, or attached to someone else. And although they were good dancers, something was missing from them. Eventually she came back to her friend, smiling but still not feeling quite the same as the first dance. The night was starting to draw to a close now. Soon they'd be heading home.