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The Masquerade Ball	By : GinnyWeasley80 Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Michael Jackson Views: 1597 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is pure fiction, I Do not know Mr.Jackson and no money was exchanged for this story.

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The next day I met Anna early and gotten everything ready for the kids to come during the day and play the carnival games. We had them all bobbing for apples and later in the day a mystical hay ride was in store for them. But for now we had the Zombie breakfast, pumpkin decorating contests and other activities to set up for. By the time the children’s party was set up and over I had only a few hours to tell Anna what had happened at the Costume Shop in the city.
   “Hey Anna can you come over here for a sec. I need to tell you something.” I whispered.
   “What’s up?”
“I was getting my costume yesterday and this guy was in there…”
“Oh?” she interrupted me. “What did he look like?”
“Well I don’t know he wouldn’t let me look at him but his voice… His voice was so familiar! You don’t suppose Michael actually came do you?” I asked. By this time fantasies had ran around inside my head all night. It was an interesting night’s sleep.
“Well I suppose it’s possible, he didn’t send a RSVP but with this town everyone knows everyone is welcome with or without one.” She said.
“Ok well, are you alright here? I need to go home and get ready.”
“Yeah, fine, go. We’ll be alright the only thing left is the kids dinner.” She said.
As I walked to the car I noticed one of the black SUV’s sitting down the road. It didn’t look like anyone was in the vehicle but from this distance I wasn’t sure. I got into my car and started it up by the time I had put it in gear and left the parking lot I hadn’t noticed the white square in the passenger seat. As I pulled into the drive way to my small house I unfolded it and realized it was a note.
    “Looking forward to seeing my kitty” and it was signed with a single letter. “M”
My heart skipped a beat as I thought it was Michael who wrote it. Could I be so lucky? Inside my safe little home I ran straight for my bedroom and got ready. First would be the make-up then the costume. I thought blood red lips would go nicely with this costume and so sat to doing it. Coming next was the costume. It was leather with a bikini top and leather straps that hooked in an X across my now flat stomach, and between my shoulder blades. It mimicked the Halle Berry Cat woman, a personally my favorite of mine. I had a pair of killer high healed black pleather boots I had bought on a whim that was perfect. By the time I had finished I was ten minutes late to the party. But no one had noticed anything until I walked through the door. I saw Anna standing in the corner talking to Zorro and made a bee line for me.
“OH. MY. GOD!” Squealed Anna.
“Sorry I’m late. Is he here yet?” I asked her. From the blank look on her face I could see she had forgotten.
“OH! No not that I know of. Of course I was otherwise occupied.” She said winking at her Zorro.
“Ok I’m going to go look around and maybe get a drink. I’ll talk to you later.”
As I made my way across the room I felt every eye upon me, watching me like I was some alien from another planet. When I finally got to the punch I felt I didn’t want any and made a line straight for the women’s bathroom. My nerves had betrayed me, I felt sick. But just before I got to the door I saw the man again. He was standing with his back to me at the end of the long hall way.
   “I hope you don’t plan on staying in there all night. I have learned to let what other people say roll off your back” he said turning to face me.
Just then I realized that my mystery man was in fact Michael Jackson. He came at me with his hand out and I took it willingly. His hand was warm and against mine, very large. My eyes went to his costume. I couldn’t believe that no one recognized him because he really wasn’t wearing one. He had on a white shirt and leather jacket, and tight black jeans and his armored boots.
“How come there isn’t a mob around you?” I asked.
“Because no one aside from you knows I am even here. I snuck in the back door so to speak.” He said and winked at me. “Would you like to go someplace else?” he asked.
I hoped he would ask this. For it was a huge mistake that I wore this costume. I felt like I was being made fun of at that very moment.
“Adonia are you down here?” I heard Anna ask.
“You can let her know where you are.” He said.
“Yes. Anna I’m here.”
“Why did you run away like that? Who is your friend?” she asked
“Everyone was looking at me. I felt like a giant elephant in the room.”
“No one said anything. They all thought you looked hot.” She said and as she did so she looked at Michael. Suddenly realizing who it was she made to scream. I quickly covered her mouth and pushed her through the women’s bathroom door. Michael followed; thank god no one else was in there.
“Anna you can’t let anyone know he’s here. I’m going to take my hand away but only if you promise not to scream.” I said. She nodded quickly and I removed my hand.
“Adonia this is your mystery man?” she whispered in my ear.
“I guess so. I can’t see it being anyone else. I bought this costume because of him. He saw me with it and said he liked it.” I whispered back quickly. “Anna I would like for you to meet Mr. Michael Jackson.”
“Hello. I’m sorry I almost ruined your night.” She said and ducked quickly out the door.
“If you want to leave we better do it now. I don’t know how long she can keep the secret.” I said.
As we left the bathroom I checked to see if anyone was looking before he came out. As we left I could see he had a white envelope in his hands.
“What’s that for?” I asked not able to control my curiosity.
“It’s a donation for your next party.” He said. He dropped it in the nearest donation can as we walked out the front door. To my astonishment no one even noticed us.
“Where are we going?” I asked again not able to control my curiosity.
“To another costume party, this one I have put together and I have a feeling you will fit in nicely there.” He informed me. “The only thing is it’s in LA and you are going to have to change costumes at least once. Don’t worry I have a change for you.” He said.
On the way to the car I hear screaming behind me and Anna telling me to RUN! Getting the hint that the secret was out we high tailed it to the closest SUV in his line. We made it just in the nick of time because I could hear them running. As we pulled away I looked back and saw Anna at the head of the pack. She was waving at me and I tried to wave back but realized she couldn’t see me and I lowered my hand. I slowly turned to face the front and my stomach came alive. It felt like it was being attacked by butterflies.
“Are you nervous?”
“Does it show?” I said.
“Just a little.” He said. “Don’t worry I won’t let anything happen to you.”
He placed his hand on my knee and patted me. This was meant to comfort me but it only made it worse. When he touched me I jumped a bit and he took no notice.
“I never got a chance to ask. What was your name?”
“It’s Adonia. It’s the female version of Adonis.” I told him.
“That’s very nice.”
I could tell he was getting closer to me, I could smell his “Smell” and I drank it in. I turned my face to his only to see he was an inch away from me. The hand that was on my knee started to move upward.
“May I kiss you?” he asked.
His breath smelled of cinnamon gum. My voice was lost his closeness seemed to steal it away. All I could do was nod my head to his question. As he took off the mask that covered my eyes his hand lingered for a moment on the back of my head. Adding a small amount of pressure he pushed me forward to his lips. When our lips touched it was like an electric shock went through my body. The kiss started off soft and sweet. His lips were smooth and tender, careful when they parted mine. I of course let him and I could taste his sweet breath on my tongue. As the kiss got deeper he got more adventurous and I felt the tip of his tongue on mine and I could taste the cinnamon gum, our tongues lightly touched one another shyly, slowly caressing the other. Ever so lightly he sucked mine when finally we separated. My eyes were closed out of fear of him disappearing as soon as I opened them. Only when I felt his finger touch my eyelid did they flutter open.
“Are you alright?” he asked.
“Yes, a little dazed but alright.”
“Good we’re here.” He said.
I saw the giant house all decorated for the huge ball. It was a massive home. There were tents, lights and scary music. I could see the people all dancing and having a great time. That’s when all the nerves came flooding back. I didn’t know anyone here aside from Michael and I was scared of what they would think of me. But that thought ran from my mind as soon as I saw a blonde woman with next to nothing on.
“Michael… Are we at the Playboy Mansion?” I asked timidly.
“Yes.” He answered simply.
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