Yay!!! I love the plotline that I created for this story!!! Anyways I now have to balance two stories at once, so if it takes awhile for me to update, its only because of the reason I need to get to both stories…..
Summary:
He was cold uncaring, and selfish, she was soft, tender, and feisty. So why is it that they can't seem to avoid each other. Especially on the dance floor.
One two three, one two three, calculating eyes watched the footwork of the couple in the class. They had the steps down perfect, but there was no passion, no emotion, no soul in their dance. a dance is composed of steps, yes…but you need emotion pure and raw to turn it into something beautiful.
Without the emotion it was nothing at all. Averting his eyes, Seshoumaru moved in between the couple to break up the movement. Stopping in front them he gave them this look, telling them that he was not satisfied with their work, and they quickly bowed their heads in shame.
"You know the movements, but they are stiff and unfeeling. You make it seem as if there was no feeling, as if you are dancing with a complete stranger, not your lover." Seshoumaru pointed to the exit, "Do not come back to me until you know that you will actually show some sign of improvement. And if you are so uncomfortable with each other, then you should find someone you feel that you can dance passionately with."
The couple left hurriedly, trying to avoid the piercing gaze of their dance instructor. Looking out the window of the dance studio, Seshoumaru rubbed his temples in annoyance. The couple had no feeling, they were afraid to feel, to get lost in the motions, so in the end; it did not look like a dance at all. Making it seem, as if…they did not love.
Sighing, Seshoumaru got down in a sitting position, and folded his legs Indian style. There was not a single person out there seemed to understand what he meant when he said 'dance with passion'…not one.
It was growing troublesome, getting up he grabbed his coat, and left the studio. There was a dance competition being held tonight for contemporary dancers, and if anyone should know how to dance with feeling, it should be them.
Grabbing his car keys, an putting them into the ignition Seshoumaru headed off in to the direction of the local dance studios. Maybe he should take a look at the other dancers to try and see what they do, to try and get feel of what they do, and perhaps some new ideas for choreography.
Row upon row of restaurants flew past his window as he drove on contemplating on his predicament. Looking out the window by the passenger seat, he nearly floored the brakes, when he saw it. This was what he was looking for, the emotion, the passion. They were perfect.
Driving around to the parking lot, he quickly turned off the ignition, and headed into the building. "Okay people, into your places, I want you to dance with your hearts, the steps are important, but your emotion is the key component!"
A raven haired woman moved into the middle of the floor, hair flowing behind her, her movements graceful and soft. Seshoumaru leaned against the wall by the door.
"Alright, now I know that we have all been practicing very hard on our dances, so why don't we have one couple today perform for us, and then the rest tomorrow, since our day is coming to an end!!"
Roars of agreement echoed throughout the room, as each couple looked at the woman expectantly. "What? You want me to perform?" the woman looked to the crowd for consolation, "well, alright…", the woman looked to her right, "Souta lets get into position." A young man walked up to the woman, and they both nodded their heads to an orange haired kid. The music started, and so did the couple. Slow movements towards each other, almost as if they were going to make love. Upon reaching each other, the woman threw out her left leg, wrapping it around Soutas' leg, and leaning backwards her hands held firmly by the boy. Souta seemed to lean in as if to plant soft feathery kisses upon the woman's neck line, but quickly stopped and pushed the woman off of him.
Seshoumaru marveled at the amount of emotion in the movements, and the raw clarity of the story. The dance continued, telling of how the woman and the boy were lovers, but the boy walked out on her, and ended up coming back only to walk out again for good this time.
The music stopped and a roar of applause erupted from the hands of the spectators. The couple moved away from each other, before the woman placed a noogie on the boys head and they both laughed.
"I am so proud of you Souta, I have never known my little brother to dance so well in his entire life." The woman placed a wide smile upon her face, before moving her hair behind her ear.
"Yeah well, I had one of japans greatest dancers to teach me." The couple laughed once more before splitting up and gathering their things.
Seshoumaru lagged behind waiting for the room to empty until it was just him and the woman. Light clapping echoed in the room, and the woman turned to look for the source.
She had an inquisitive look about her, before quickly replacing it with a soft smile.
Walking up to him, she outstretched her arm to shake hands. Shaking her hand he looked back at her. "You dance with an amazing amount of emotion."
"Thanks, I've always felt that emotion is what makes the dance an art form."
"Really, because my students can't seem to quiet understand that when I try to explain it." Smiling the woman looked up at him before placing her left hand on her hip.
"Kagome, Higurashi Kagome."
"I am-"
"Seshoumaru Taisho.", Seshoumaru looked at Kagome surprised, "you wree famous for winning the international salsa competition."
"You know your facts."
"Yeah, well, I've always loved the Hispanic dances, its, just Contemporary called a little harder for me then they did."
Seshoumaru understood exactly what she meant, there was a certain dance for everyone, it described their personality exactly, but that doesn't means he had to show her that he understood. Looking back at the small woman, he held out his hand to her, "Well, seeing as how you have an appreciation for the dance, would you like to take lessons from this Seshoumaru?"
Kagome looked up at him surprised, she had known that he gave lessons, but he did not let just anybody take them. They had to show their appreciation for the dance, but they couldn't sign up. You had to be invited. "Um, I would love to, but why. I mean its not that im questioning your ability to dance, its just I've heard that you had to already know the basic and had to be invited to take lessons."
Looking down at the woman, he was surprised to find that she knew so much at him when it came to dance lessons. "Yes well, this Seshoumaru finds that he will make an exception for someone just this once. Only because you know how to dance with passion."
Seshoumaru gave her this stern look before heading to the exit.
"Wait!" Seshoumaru stopped at the doorway and looked back over his shoulder, "When do I start my lessons?"
"Tomorrow at 6:00 pm, I find that at night it seems to have an affect on people when they dance." and with that Seshoumaru walked out of the studio leaving behind a bewildered Kagome.
Yes, I know I short first chapter. But as we go along the chapters will get longer I promise. I just needed to get the introductions made. And as for how kagome and souta danced, I made it that way for a reason. I will have kagome explain it to Seshoumaru in the next chapter or two. Anyways, please review, and leave helpful criticism, and I promise to update soon. Hopefully within the next week, or by Sunday…depends on how im feeling.
The Lonely Miko signing out.