Jirou stood outside the auditorium nervously, reaching a hand up to pull at her cape, which suddenly felt too tight. Kaminari rubbed her shoulder gently, trying desperately not to smile, failing at doing so. "I've never seen you so nervous before! It's honestly kinda creepy." He snickered, dramatically falling over when Jirou punched him.

"Shut it, Pikachu." Jirou scowled, looking down at Kaminari's Pikachu costume. Her eyes trailed down her own outfit, taking in the black dress and black-purple cape. Dark purple gloves went up to her elbows, and though Jirou couldn't see them, she could feel the sharp vampire teeth in her mouth. They were an annoyance, as Jirou had trouble not biting her lip with them. If she did, she'd probably have more than just fake blood running down her mouth.

"You always get so nervous around Momo. It's adorable, but please. You already know she's perfectly fine with whatever you wear." Kaminari said, getting up with Jirou's help. "I know. It's just... she has that effect on me." Jirou said, blushing embarrassingly as she covered her face with her hands. Kaminari sighed in understanding, patting Jirou's shoulders.

"Well, you better prepare yourself. Because I see her right now, and believe me, you might have a heart attack if you can't handle it." Kaminari said, before dashing away. Jirou turned around, ready to question him, but paused when she realized he'd gone. She huffed in annoyance, but stopped when she felt another hand on her shoulder. Turning back around, Jirou's eyes widened at the person in front of her, and her heart beat harder and faster. This is how I will die, Jirou thought in a daze, right in front of an angel.

If she did die, it would literally be in front of an angel. Momo's costume was gorgeous, exactly how Jirou had pictured how angels looked. Momo wore a long dress that went down almost to her ankles, where she was wearing a pair of white high heels. Fluttering gently from the soft breeze were a pair of feathery wings, brilliantly white like snow. Atop her head was a golden halo, shining brightly in Jirou's eyes.

Jirou was so taken aback that when Momo asked her if she was alright, Jirou responded with "Nice". Momo chuckled, taking Jirou's hands into her own, which managed to break Jirou out of her spell. "Er... sorry about that. I didn't mean to stare." Jirou apologized. Momo's eyes crinkled as she smiled. "It's fine. Many people have already been staring, so I'm used to it by now." Jirou couldn't help feel a twinge of jealously at this statement.

Taking Momo's arms into her own, Jirou led Momo through the crowds of people into the auditorium. The lights were flashing, sometimes flashing orange and black, which Jirou found slightly annoying. Tables filled with food, including mountains of candy, were set up, many people already eating. There was also a variety of activities to do, including a miniature haunted house. It seemed Hagakure was running it, as many people seemed slightly freaked out when an invisible hand touched them.

"Hey you two!" Jirou spotted Ashido rushing towards them, dragging Uraraka along with her. Ashido was dressed as an alien, completed with the green outfit, and Uraraka seemed to be a astronaut, if Jirou guessed correctly. "You two look great! I love the outfit Momo! Jirou, you look spooktacular!" Momo blushed as she thanked her, and Jirou nodded. "Anyways, I'm passing out candy, so take as many as you want!" Ashido handed both girls a bag with some candy in it. Then she took off, Uraraka waving to them nervously as she followed behind.

"I know Ashido is usually quite excited, but she looked more so than usual." Momo commented. Jirou nodded in agreement. "She's probably sugar high." Both girls chuckled, before continuing on towards the stands.

Soon, both girls were sitting at a table, watching their friends enjoy the party. Jirou took another bite of her cupcake while she happily watched Kaminari and Sero chase each other. Sero was suspiciously carrying something that looked similar to a Poke ball. Jirou burst into laughter as he threw the ball at Kaminari, hitting him in the head.

"Everyone is enjoying themselves. I'm glad." Momo said, watching them with interest. Her eyes wandered to Jirou, gazing in affection as her friend took another bite. "How are you enjoying the party?" Jirou gulped down her food, before replying. "I'm enjoying it. It's even better that I'm spending it with you." Jirou said without second thoughts. Her face brightened when she realized what she had said, and Momo chuckled at the sight.

"Well, I know how we can make it better." Momo said. She suddenly stood up, offering Jirou her hand with a small smile. Jirou took it, marveling in the way their fingers always seemed to fit perfectly with each other. Momo wordlessly led Jirou to the middle of the auditorium, where many seemed to be dancing with each other. Jirou had been so busy concentrating on everything else she hadn't realized a slow song was playing.

Jirou gulped as Momo turned to face her, placing a soft hand upon Jirou's shoulder. Her other arm wrapped around Jirou's waist, effectively pulling her against Momo. "Would you like to dance?" Momo whispered, eyes playfully looking at Jirou.

Jirou stuttered, shaking slightly as her eyes glanced everywhere but Momo. "I-I can't exactly dance.." She managed out, embarrassed. Momo blinked in surprise, before smiling softly. "That's fine. Just follow my lead." Momo took Jirou's hand and placed it on her own waist, before taking her other hand and intertwining their hands together. Slowly, Momo began swaying softly, leading Jirou, who eventually began following her.

They danced across the floor, moving gracefully and in sync. There were some times where Jirou accidentally stepped on Momo's feet, causing her to apologize to no ends. Momo always reassured her, telling Jirou she was doing just fine. Of course, the opposite always happened when Momo did the same, and Jirou was there to comfort her.

Sometime during their dancing, Momo had leaned down to gently rest against Jirou's forehead. Her eyes were slightly closed, open enough to make sure they didn't hit anyone. Jirou relished in Momo's touch, how soft and gentle they always were. Her own eyes closed in bliss, steadying her breathing to match Momo's. How Jirou enjoyed this, simply dancing with Momo! She felt light as a cloud and happier than anyone could imagine.

They continued dancing throughout the night, only focusing on each other.

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The moon, full and bright, shone upon them as they exited the building. Jirou's arm was still entangled with Momo's, and she walked next to said person. In their free hands they carried their bags of candy, the bags full to the brim with treats.

As they quietly made their way back to the dorms, Jirou reflected on her experiences. The party had been wonderful, and Jirou had enjoyed it with several of her friends. Most of all, she had gotten to enjoy it with her bestest of friends, Momo.

"I never said anything, but your costume looks amazing." Momo said quietly, loud enough for Jirou to hear. "Thanks. I love yours too. It makes you even more beautiful." Jirou replied. Momo hummed happily, nervously reaching up to straighten her halo. "Thank you."

Just as they reached the dorms, Momo pulled Jirou back before she could enter. Jirou tilted her head to look at Momo, meeting her eyes.

"Jirou... I just wanted to say, thank you for coming with me to the dance." Momo said. "It was nothing. Even if you hadn't asked, I still would have gone with you." Jirou smiled. "I appreciate that. And..." Momo suddenly looked nervous, eyes looking around. Jirou tilted her head, confused and interested. "What is it, Yaomomo?"

Momo's head suddenly lurched forward, and Jirou found her lips soon pressed against softer ones. For a brief moment, all Jirou could see were bats swarming in her vision. Then Momo pulled away just as quickly, and Jirou's vision went back to normal. She could see Momo holding her hands to her cheeks, muttering nonsense with her eyes closed.

"I am so sorry! I honestly didn't mean to do that without your permission! You're probably not even into me. I'm such an--" Momo was cut off by Jirou leaning up to peck her lips. Her face turned multiple shades of red, fingers instantly touching her lips.

"You're not an idiot." Jirou said. Her eyes shone with something that caused made Momo breathless. "You're the smartest person I have ever met. And what you just did..." It was Jirou's turn to blush, and Momo's heart tightened. "...that may have been the smartest decision you made." Momo gasped, and Jirou looked away. "I wouldn't mind if you did it again." Jirou added in a smaller voice.

Jirou's attention was grabbed when a gentle hand rested upon her cheek, guiding her back to Momo. Momo's eyes reflected Jirou's own emotions of love, smile growing wider when Jirou took the fake teeth out of her mouth. "So I don't hurt you." Jirou mumbled to clarify for Momo. Momo nodded, before leaning in closer, Jirou following. They interlocked eyes with each other, silently questioning each other before they closed the distance.

When their lips met, it was like a thousand electrical currents went through the bodies. It felt stronger than Kaminari's own powers, stronger than anything Jirou ever felt. A strong desire for more ran through Jirou's head, though she resisted the temptation. They needed to start things slow and not rush. Jirou's arms reached up to wrap around Momo's neck, pulling her down further. Momo's own arms wrapped around Jirou's waist.

They stayed that way for a minute, before splitting apart to take a breath. They pressed against each other, breathing heavily as they gazed at the other. Once Jirou had caught her breath, she chuckled, prompting Momo to chuckle alongside her.

"I honestly didn't know if you liked me." Jirou whispered. Momo smiled. "As did I. I never thought that you'd return my feelings." Momo admitted. "Guess we both were wrong." Jirou offered. They chuckled again, cheeks warm and happy thoughts rushing through them.

"I love you so much." Jirou hugged Momo, resting her head against Momo's chest. Momo looked down in surprise, before hugging Jirou back, face pressing into Jirou's hair. "I love you too." Momo whispered back, kissing Jirou's head.

The moon seemed to shine brighter that night, reflecting on the two young heroes' love for each other.