I obviously have never been to a club before (I'd never go anyway) but Usher's "DJ's Got Us Falling in Love Again" has inspired me to write this, so enjoy.

*Cleon one-shot*

Disclaimer: Resident Evil does not belong to me. And any ideas written based on this song are not what I copied; this is merely my own idea.

Leon S Kennedy rarely went to clubs nowadays, but tonight was different.

He didn't want to go and fight the undead or save whiny President's daughters for just this one night.

He had finally been given a day off, and decided to spend it at a nearby nightclub; he hadn't let out steam in a long, long time, and he was given the opportunity, so why not take it? He wasn't getting any younger.

But he didn't expect to just stay seated at the bar drinking down cocktails like there was no tomorrow. The whole building was packed with people, clad in revealing tops, clothes, anything that would show off whatever assets they had; and they were dancing the night away. So why wasn't he?

"Hello there, handsome."

Leon shifted his blue eyes from the dancing crowd to a blonde, 20 something woman. Eyes hazel, nails hot pink, micro skirt that stopped just below her behind and a halter top barely covering her bust. Leon took her in momentarily.

"Mind accompanying a lady like me to the dance floor?" She purred, her hand setting down her glass and her fingertips brushing against Leon's chest. As much as he would feel aroused by such a woman, he just didn't seem to- probably because there was only one woman on his mind. He had wondered where she was all this time but-

"C'mon now, don't be shy," her voice whispered seductively, grabbing his arm firmly as she pulled him to a space between the other dancers. He didn't know why, but all he did was grunt as he followed her orders and started to join her.

Then it happened.

A flash of fiery, auburn red hair- the familiar sweat-covered, fair skin- and the striking, vibrant azure eyes.

Claire…?

He moved away from the blonde a bit to get a better view of this familiar sight, and he couldn't believe his eyes. It seemed like a hallucination, but there she was, dancing to the beat, her curves swaying side to side in rhythm to the song. The trademarked red hair in a high ponytail was in loose curls; long, sleek legs were revealed underneath black shorts and a ruby-red sequin dress. He nearly dropped his jaw at the breathtaking sight.

"Hey, what are you looking at?" The blonde snapped at Leon, and upon seeing him literally drooling over another girl on the other side of the dance floor made her realize something. She stopped dancing to grab Leon's shoulder, breaking him out of his reverie.

"Go get her tiger." She smirked as she grabbed two drinks from a passing person and handed them to Leon. "Good luck." And with that she gave him a hard push, causing him to ram into several people and nearly dropping his drinks.

And what else could Leon do? He surely didn't want to stay at the bar again; and his dancing partner actually pushed him towards the angel on the dance floor. He couldn't just let such efforts go to waste.

And before he knew it he actually made his way to her.

Claire, too busy enjoying herself, didn't even care who it was who gave her the drink; as soon as this unknown person handed a glass to her she grabbed it and gulped it down. "Thanks," she murmured, her eyes flashing to meet this person's own in a glance; and they widened.

"…Leon?" she stopped dancing abruptly, as azure met grey-blue.

"Hey." A smile.

Her own pink lips replied to the given smile, and Leon knew he wouldn't regret going to the club after all.

Yup, it was pretty short, but I'm satisfied with it. What happens next is completely up to you readers. X)

I'd appreciate it if any ideas could be suggested to continue this. It might not stay as a one-shot for long. =D

Please review =)

-Grenade Girl