Abirit is a clear winner

Abirit and Misa go to work, shaking their hips and wiggling their assets and dancing elegantly like the tropical dancers of Hawaii, the sunset sky casting their bodies aglow in a golden spotlight. It was like the dance of tropical debutantes, come to present themselves to the King in hopes of a promising betrothal.

Misa's tomboyishness granted her a unique charm, being sexy and attractive without being overly sexual, her plain looks and appearance complementing said charm and her energetic movements showing her vigor. Abirit, on the other hand, radiated sexual appeal without knowing it, her voluptuous and firm assets, her toned body and her wide, thick hips all combining into one monstrously attractive specimen.

Combined with her elegant movements, and Abirit had the absolute advantage.

As if to deliver the finishing blow, Abirit did one final spin, her waistcloth fluttering in the breeze.

The sheer elegance in that one spin proved overkill; your face and Marihito's were transfixed in utter bliss, sighs of appreciation escaping your lips.

"Oi! That's not fair!" Misa exclaimed, fuming red with puffs of smoke escaping her ears.

"Well... she's a clear winner, Misa," Marihito explained, "She did pretty much trump you in this belly dance-off."

Misa pouted heavily, remaining silent but unhappy.

"Come on, Misa," You said.

Misa then heaved a sigh, saying, "Alright, you win. But I won't lose to you next time! Prepare yourself!"

"Yes, yes, come on now," Said Marihito, "It's getting late and we've got to get home. Your mom's gonna flip her top if you're back late."

Misa swallowed nervously.

"Crap, you're right," Said Misa, "Next time, you hear me, Abirit?"

"I hear you," Abirit said to her.

Once you were alone, however, you decided to make a request of Abirit.

"When we get home... could you do another belly dance for me?"

Abirit merely giggled at this, kissing you on the cheek.

"For you? Anytime."

And her words made your heart skip a beat.