Chapter 1

Her hips were swaying side to side almost in a rhythm made to make Leo suffer, as if the slow song wasn't already. His feet were on their tips toes like they were trying to dodge whatever angelic, holy rays that she gave off from just the touch of her feet hitting the floor, and he was probably stepping on her toes some too. He didn't know how to dance like that, and that pissed him off. It was her idea to dance and yet, it was like she was just showing off her god-like beauty and elegance just to show Leo how much he was beneath her.

But damn, did he love her.

Calypso didn't stay oblivious to this as she wanted to make this last night on Ogygia as painless as possible, "How about we play some salsa music?" It was the first time he'd heard her voice for a possible 5 minutes and he was already breathless looking for more, but that'd be awkward to ask for, 'Yes, please, talk more. I might just burst into flames otherwise. Or I might do it because you're talking. We'll never know unless you try right? Right?"

"There'll be no need for that, my lady!" He clapped his hands twice and balls of light covering the dance floor dimmed down just a little. He still didn't understand how that worked. Calypso had explained to him a number of times that it was pollen from her moonlace plants, and since the dance pad was surround my a garden of moonlace, in the moonlight, it didn't take a scientist to explain that phenomena. But truthfully, it didn't explain how he could clap and dim their brightness down.

Leo picked up two shells from the beach and clasped them together, trying to make a makeshift castanet. He wasn't born in Spain, but Mexico was pretty close to Houston, Texas so that relation gave just a little lifeblood and charisma from Spain. Back when he was younger, Leo remembered block parties that his mom used to take him to at his grandfather's. Everyone loved that old man and he loved everyone back so at his parties, no one got mad or screwed up in an unforgivable way. It was just a genuine good time all the way to twelve in the morning, if Leo could have ever stayed up that long.

Every party, however, there would be a time set aside to dance, and Leo made it his life's goal to stay up every night just to watch his mother and her father dance to Flamenco, a special song that they loved to tango to. They always got the first dance, and the floor would be bare except those two. Leo always watched in awe as they seemed to glide around the dance floor like they were on clouds.

And that is exactly how Calypso left him feeling whenever she smiled; like he was floating on clouds.

As Leo, reminisced, he copied the dance exactly how it was in his memory. He snapped his fingers and a chair appeared under Calypso. He gently sat her down and took the hastily made castanet, moving to the center of the floor, "Be prepared to be amazed by the Amazing Leo Valdez!" He clapped the shells together and that's when Flamenco started.

He slid to his left and started clapping on castanet just a few times as he raised hands above his head and worked his legs like magic. It was exactly like his abuelo did all those years ago. A Valdez classic, if you will, was coming up and it was Leo's favorite part. He inched closer and closer to Calypso, spinning and even kicking up a little fire from his feet just for show, but being careful not to burn her.

Finally, the Valdez classic came up, 'This is what separates the boys from the men, mijo.' his grandfather used to say. Well, now it was the time.

The song was reaching the point where it would die down and then the real beat would drop, per say, he would take his chance just before this.

On his path to Calypso, Leo slid and tripped, falling on his butt, not hard, but enough to get some laughter from his audience. He chuckled with her and stood up to dust himself off, "Oh? So you think you can do it better?" This was the key critical moment. If he could just reel this one in for the win... He held out his hand for her, and he almost burned hers when she took it. Success! Her hands were so delightfully soft, yet, that should have been impossible with all the work she does in her garden and with helping Leo with Festus.

Oh! Festus! He still had to fine tune some stuff to at least be able to return to the normal world. He'd have to do it tonight, after Calypso went to sleep, but first, he would dance.

"Why, yes, yes I do."
"Is someone getting a little cocky?"
"With those tragic dance moves, there's no way you can mix up confidence with cockiness, Leo."

Leo almost keeled over from joy, "You've got spunk, kid."
"Call me 'kid' again and I'll show you a lot more than spunk." She smiled, but Leo knew she was throwing daggers.

But did he care?

"Alright then, kid. Show me what you got, and then we'll talk about the formalities, eh?" Even with the moonlaces' light glowing in abundance, Leo could see the fire in Calypso's eyes, and it almost felt like it was gonna burn him alive in some tragic irony.

She grabbed his hand and started the music again. She put his hand on her hip and took the other in her hand, pulling him to the center of the stage, "Shall we?" It's not even like she gave him time to answer. She immediately pulled him into her gravitational pull, forcing him to move with her wherever she went. But he would not back down. This was his song, and he was going to show her a few moves of his own.

But that would have to wait.

Beyond her frail looking exterior, she was just as strong as any other guy he'd met. Partially due to the fact that she was practically a farmer. And for how long? Centuries. So yeah, this girl was a lot stronger than she let on, but she made sure Leo noticed when she forced him to hold her tightly. They raised their hands into the air together and off they went. A couple of competitive love-birds trying to outdo each other. If Calypso tried to pull away, Leo would pull her back in, spin, and dip her to the other side in a sequence that would have professional dancers asking for lessons.

Finally, it looked like Leo was gonna get the last move as the song was about to end. He slid his hand to lower back. This was the literal coup de grace of the entire song. He remembered seeing his grandfather, even in his old-age, being able to get Leo's mother off the ground spin with her in the air, then dipping her one last time for an exhausting but memorable finish.

Leo had the feeling Calypso wasn't done yet, though, and he was right.

He attempted to pick her up anyway, but she countered him, making him drop her. She landed on her feet, spun a full 360 around her partner, and finished by pulling him in close from the front as the artificial lighting turned off just leaving the glowing pollen and moonlit moonlace.

The song was over, and in it's aftermath, there was Leo and Calypso just staring into each others eyes. Sweat was dropping off their brows and chins, but at the end of it all, they collapsed on the floor in laughter, "That was totally awesome!" Leo would have rolled around but his joints were already starting to hurt. Maybe he thought of his abuelo a little too much, it was actually starting to affect his physical abilities as a teenager.

"You've got to work on Festus for us to leave tomorrow right?" Leo heard Calypso sigh. This was his first day back and they couldn't even spend a full night together...not like they wanted to do anything...like...yeah.

"Yeah, I'd love to go with you and go to sleep, but if you want to get out of here, I'm gonna have to work on him tonight, "He turned over and looked at her, "But I am sorry that we couldn't have left earlier..."

She smiled a little bit and looked him, "It's alright. It's not like you could have predicted your flying mechanical dragon wouldn't be working right after surviving an exploding ball of imperial gold while fighting the Earth Mother, Gaea."

"You say that so easily that it makes me think you think I'm lying." Leo got up from the dance floor and helped her up with him.

"Looks like you'll just have to trust me, Leo Valdez!" She scampered off to the cave with a wink, "You better get to work, kid!"

"It's not your fault, buddy. I shouldn't have been so anxious to get her off the island..." Festus clanged and clicked a morse code once more, "I know, I want to leave right now too, but you know just as well as I do that we need you up and running efficiently enough to get to a junkyard or something. Spare parts is a quick fix, but we need something permanent."

Once again, Festus communicated through their special form of morse.

"I can't wait to see the others too...but like I said, fixing you is first. We can see the forest through the trees later. Now turn over, you big lug." Leo pushed on Festus's side, even though the metal dragon weighed 10x more than him. He careened to one side and flopped onto the sand very unceremoniously, "Okay, now you're being a drama queen."

The bronze dragon whirred gears and creaked, " Yeah, whatever."

A.N. Okay, you guys, I'm starting up this one. I know I'm behind on my other stories, but I was feeling inspiration for a story on my favorite OTP so I had to go for it. Hope you guys enjoyed it and will enjoy it until the end.

So...
Kawind OUT!