Jaron was not thrilled about dancing, in fact he despised it.  He knew that he had to be done so he placed on a smile that probably looked more like a smirk as he led Aleron out onto the floor.  Placing one of his hands on Aleron waist and the other hand he still had in Aleron’s hand.  He slowly led them around the dance floor in the traditional box step.  Jaron hated dancing but being who he was and all the parties his family had thrown.<br/><br/>“In case you are not aware I hate this as much as you do.”  Jaron said as they continued around the room all the time Jaron was praying the music would end so they could leave.  Jaron let out a sigh of relief once the song was over.  Jaron was past the point of caring whether or not Aleron wanted him to let go of his hand because this way he could lead them away from everyone with the least amount of hassle.<br/><br/>Jaron never thought they were going to make through the crowds of people.  He had promised Aleron that they could leave and he would at least uphold that promise.  It seemed to take forever to get out of the crowds of people.  Really how many times do people have to congratulate them on something neither of them even wanted?  Finally he was able to lead them to the library off one of the door to the ballroom.  He hoped no one would miss them too much.<br/><br/>Jaron finally let go of Aleron’s hand and made his way over to his father’s secret liquor cabinet in the corner and got out a couple of glasses and poured them both a glass of whiskey and he walked over and handed Aleron his glass and then he toasted to them,  “Well here is too eternity.”  Jaron said and then downed the whole glass.  “You know I would prefer not to spend eternity fighting with each other.”  Jaron said as he sat down on the couch that was in the room.