Can't Have You

Pairings: MoCoy and AngelxOblio

Warnings: Yaoi MalexMale Relations and some cussing?

Disclaimer: I don't own anything...I wish I owned Oblio though~

Tonight was just another boring night for Angel at his club.

Even under the sporadic strobe light and vibrating base, the women just couldn't keep him entertained for long. He admits they're beautiful and their bodies are gorgeous but there was something missing. Something that made his eyes turn to the crowded dance floor and continue searching for that missing thing. Women would flirt with him and he would return the favor, but when they requested for something more, he would turn them down.

He was a beautiful man, not a whore.

As Angel turned back to the crowded dance floor once again, he saw something that held his gaze. A man was off to the side, leaning on a wall and simply watching. And even in his stance it was clear what he wanted, he wanted to dance. Angel couldn't help but continue staring at this man, he had never seen him before. The man walked with an air of confidence to the dance floor, and joined the crowd of people jumping and pulsing to the music.

His hips came to life and began to move to their own accord, turning, pushing, pulling back and rolling. Thin arms pushed through the air as if moving through water and jerked with the music. The man would move and continue his show on a more secluded are of the dace floor, and attracted a few onlookers. And as he continued to dance for his audience, Angel couldn't breathe. This man was just breathtaking, and his body had something he had been looking for this whole time.

Passion.

This man had a passion for dance and this made him so new, like a breath of fresh air. Angel wanted to be able to see more of that passion but in a different way. Angel couldn't rip his eyes away from the man, even though he was finishing his dance. This mysterious man began to head for the exit and Angel was practically running after him, pushing and shoving against people. He needed to see this man again.

Angel finally caught up to the man after following him out of the club. He was able to see him under a street lamp and smiled. A man with many shades of blue in his hair, dark biker jacket topped of with dark gray skinny jeans was his salvation. Angel wanted to laugh. With his most charming voice he finally called out to the man, "Hey! I've never seen you around here. What's your name?"

The man turned, and simply stared at Angel. "I'm new to these parts. My name is... Oblio. I wish to be left alone now." Angel felt his face heat up, so he had noticed his stalking and now Angel didn't know what to say. "I, um, I want to see you dance again." Oblio kept a guarded stance and shook his head side to side. Oblio the continued walking away, fixing his crazy hair and jumped onto a motorbike. Angel jogged up next to him, "Well maybe I can see you again? Or can I have your number?" Angel grabbed Oblio's shoulder and gripped him firmly.

He needed to see that passion again, he wanted to be the person who evoked this passion out of this man. Ripping off Angel's hand Oblio stated, "I don't know what you wants but whatever it is you aren't getting it from me." With that said Oblio sped off on his motorbike and left Angel gaping in the dust.

~~~~~~~~~Break~~~~~~~~~~

Mo just wanted to go out and have a good time.

He didn't want to be holding his home girl and hearing her sob her heart out. Rubbing small circles on her back and making hushing noises, he continued to hold Taye and wait for her to calm down. Mo was unhappy about this because the only reason she was crying was because she was drunk and she wanted to go dancing and he just wanted to get her to go home. Finally her crying stopped and she was able to walk a little better. Mo couldn't get her to go home so he was helping her get to the club so she could go dance.

After some convincing they got into the club and Taye ran onto the dance floor. Mo just laughed at her eager attitude and joined her. Taye began to get rowdy though and started challenging people to dance-offs. Mo could only sigh as she continued to make a ruckus. Mo was just about to leave when a boy took up Taye's offer. Mo wanted to laugh, a white boy wanted to have a dance off with Taye! Taye just scoffed and tried to get another offer. Unfortunately white boy wanted to show her his 'dance moves'. Mo could almost swear that white boy was just hitting on Taye.

Taye finally started to dance and didn't do any complex moves and was overconfident. Mo was stunned when white boy just smiled and mimicked Taye's moves. Mo smiled as he continued the cute blonde boy. Taye was almost impressed but she simply walked away. "Mo, I wanna go home, I must be tired if white boy can keep up with me." With a small nod Mo replied, "Hey Taye, I wanna stay a bit longer. Go chill in da corner while I stay here with white boy." Taye just snorted and left without another word.

"Heya dude, the name's DJ Maccoy." the bubbly blonde quick stated. Mo laughed and just pulled him to the dance floor. MacCoy continued to dance and Mo joined in. And as every minute flew by, the more Mo was impressed by MacCoy. "MacCoy, how about you give me your number and I call you up so the three of us can hit the town?" MacCoy jumped up and down happily, "Course you can have my number! I wanna hang out with you guys, you guys are so cool!" Mo smiled at MacCoy's incessant babbling and they quickly exchanged numbers.

Mo wanted to see more of this boy.

His eyes couldn't rip away from the cute blonde for one moment, and he had felt so attracted. It made him feel silly, like this was all so cliche and childish. Yet this boy was so dazzling. He could see why he wanted the boy, he was defiantly original. And as the night sailed by, the boy could only get cuter.

Mo barely remembered that he had Taye with him, and that he needed to escort her home. MacCoy had been so persistent, wanting to come with them. "Pleeeeaaaase! Come on!" MacCoy whined. Mo almost choked oh his soda, that almost sounded like a-

"I'll do anything!"MacCoy continued. Mo just had an evil smirk on his face. Yes, this boy was truly...intresting. Mo laughed at all his dirty thoughts and brushed off the boy, finally giving into the adorable pout and his teary eyes. MacCoy leaped with joy and glomped Mo.

Mo could feel the heat rise to his face and he was glad he had dark skin. Mo couldn't help but splurge at MacCoy's happiness, this boy's smile was infectious. Taye began to whine and Mo had to take her home. When MacCoy started to follow, taye got mad and threatened the boy, he was forced to stay at the club.

Mo could feel his heart hurt from the loss of the boy.

Mo couldn't help but feel a little sad when he finally had to leave the club, along with MacCoy. Somehow that cute bubbly blond wormed his way into his heart and made a MacCoy sized hole there once his presence was gone. The cold night air felt good against his bare arms. Sometimes when he was stressed or just needed alone time he would sit in his backyard and stare at the sky. Damn it! MacCoy was still on his mind. Mo had walked Taye home and noticed the longing in her eyes. He had seen that look throughout their little get together but he just didn't feel the same way. Mo wished MacCoy would look at him like that. With one final look at the sky, Mo returned to the safety and warmth of his bedroom. As he drifted off into a wonderful sleep, Mo couldn't help but smile at the thought of Maccoy being his lover.

A/N: Hey ReturnToZero here, I just wanna say that this is me coming back and finally putting up something for Dance Central! :D :D I need encouragement to put up ch 3 so review!~