Title: Turning you On
Writer: Oddcompass
Pairings: Yosuke x Naoto, Kanji x Naoto
Warnings: Mild Swearing
Disclaimer: I own nothing that has to do with the Persona series aside from this fanfic.
A/N: Just wanted to say that this was inspired by Kylie Minouge's song "Get outta my way". Hopefully this story is adequate enough for the most part. ::EDIT:: Whoops! My bad! I had used the wrong name. Just excuse that, will you?
Music was thumping all around him the dark club. Lights flashed in random colors fast enough to cause a seizure and it was coupled with smoke on the dance floor that lazily misted around the dancers' feet. The stench of sweat, alcohol, and lust was heavy in the air. It made him wrinkle his nose and to silently curse his friends for even dragging him to a place like this.
What kind of people go to a place like this for fun? he questioned himself as soon as he stepped foot inside that place.
His friends quickly ran off into the crowd of dancers and towards the bar, leaving the blond on the edge of the dance floor near the exit, watching his everyone else have fun.
But only one person caught his eye.
Shit, shit, shit! How could she move like that? Did she take dance lessons? Did she hone some hidden dance talent when she had the time? Or did she just learn this and waited for the right moment to execute it out?
Her short, dark blue dress showed off her curves in just the right way and moved with her like water in a stream. Her nicely shaped and exposed legs caused her spectator to wonder how many feminine curves did her mens clothing normally hide. She danced as if she secretly ran out at night to practice. Whatever she did, it showed.
Her hips swayed sexily with the beat and her body oozed bit her bottom lip seductively and closed her eyes. Her spectator could practically see the beat flow into and fill her as her small hands went slid in her short blue hair and tugged.
He looked away for a moment, feeling his face heat up from watching her. Wow.
His eyes were soon back on her. She was now dancing with someone. A skinny someone with brown hair and glowing brown eyes.
Yosuke.
He wrapped his arms around her slender hips and pulled her in close. She soon had him dancing a bit too close against her. She threw her head back, a sly smile on her face. Just as she rose back up to Yosuke's chest, she opened her eyes to a slit and purposefully looked directly at her one man audience.
Damn it, damn it, damn it! How come he didn't feel jealous? Is it because it was slightly, possibly, probably turning him on? They both certainly knew what they were doing. Touching, grinding, holding, swaying. Yosuke's hands were confident as they touched all over her lithe frame. Her body was drool worthy as she moved about. Her dance was attracting all of his attention and it took all of his will not to go up to them, shove Yosuke away from her, and carry her off where she could dance privately for him.
The blond shook his head.
What the hell?
All thoughts vacated his mind as his eyes wandered back to her, a dancing beauty. The way her body moved like a snake made him flush even more.
How can she dance like that? he asked himself once more.
The two dance partners broke apart slowly as the song finally came to an end. They went their separate ways while giving each other glances that he didn't like. He then realized too late that Naoto had approached him.
"Kanji," She greeted with an undertone of something he couldn't quite place, yet he was sure he liked it.
"Naoto," Kanji greeted back, hoping that he looked as if he wasn't completely turned on by her.
"Get outta my way." She said and walked past the dumbstruck blond.
He watched as she walked away. Was it just him or was she purposefully walking like that?
Right before she reached to door she looked back at him with a smile and wink.
Kanji suddenly felt like dancing with a certain blue haired girl.
