Black Swan AU
Jackson burst into the studio, stormed right up to Derek and thrust a piece of paper in his face. "What is this?" he hissed.
"It's a casting announcement," Derek stated. He seemed so nonchalant in his black sweats and singlet.
"I know that! It has my name in the wrong slot. I'm the Principal dancer. I'm too good to be a second soloist. Tell me there's been a mistake."
Derek folded his arms. "No."
Jackson's jaw twitched. "My turn out is perfect. My technique is flawless. I've never even dropped any of the girls."
"You're also short and too restrained. So uptight and controlled." Derek turned away but Jackson blocked him off.
"I can do everything that Lahey can do and more!" he said between grit teeth, his fists clenched.
Derek advanced in close to Jackson, invading his personal space. "Your form might be perfect but it lacks soul; passion. Isaac is so light and free. He doesn't keep everything repressed like you do.
"I can change," muttered Jackson. He felt strange with Derek so close but he refused to back down.
"Dance is more than than technique," continued Derek. He prodded Jackson's chest, just above his heart. "It's expression. It's passion. All you have is ambition, no heat."
Jackson caught Derek's hand. Cold blue eyes met hazel-green. Jackson began to push Derek's hand down along his torso. His stomach was turning cartwheels but he wasn't going to lose face. He couldn't. "I've got passion," he whispered.
Derek seemed transfixed, unable to do anything but watch his hand travel further down Jackson's body.
"Should I stop?" asked Jackson, when Derek's hand reached his waistband.
"No," growled Derek. He shoved Jackson against the wall, and ground up against him while he ravaged the youth's neck. Jackson looked out over Derek's shoulder and smiled. He'd won