Dancing Memories

Disclaimer: I don't own any of this. If I did then I wouldn't be sitting here writing this.

A/N: well, I know you guys are probably expecting another chapter of a world revisited but not gonna happen. I got tired of the story so I am going to delete it pretty soon. Sorry for those who really liked it. But I have another story here for ya. This one is actually going to be finished. Mainly because I already have it written down. Not finished but hey, it's really far along. Well enjoy.

White light flooded the room as Nicol opened his eyes. For a minute he didn't have a clue as to where he was. It wasn't until he looked to his right and saw a girl's head resting on his chest did he remember. Who was the girl? Emilie Tekada, a seventeen year old extraordinary ballerina. This is the story of how three years ago, an up and coming ballerina and one of ZAFT's red elite pilots came to find each other and fall in love, lose each other and find each other again
A couple of years ago...

Nicol Amalfi sat in front of his beloved piano practicing. It was a normal fall day on the Plant's. The Le Cruset team were on much needed leave for a couple months to prepare for a secret stealth mission. Suddenly, the phone rang. Nicol walked over to the phone and answered it.

"Hello?" he said.

"Hey Nicol, its Athrun!" Athrun's voice came through the receiver.

"Hey Athrun! What are you up to?" Nicol asked him.

"Well, I was wondering if you could do me a really big favor." Athrun answered slowly.

"Sure. What is it? Nothing crazy I hope." Nicol joked.

"Okay, well you see, my aunt's dance academy ballet division is putting on a major recital in about a month and a half and their piano player quit yesterday. Since you play piano so well, I was wondering if you were interested." Athrun explained unsure. "So what do you say?"

"Um…sure! Why not? It sounds like fun." Nicol agreed. "What do I have to do?" Nicol heard Athrun let out a sigh of relief.

"Be at the dance studio at the University of Fine Arts at eleven. Ask for Patricia Zala, she's my aunt and the headmistress. Tell her that I sent you."

"Alright."

"Thanks Nicol. You're really saving my skin here. It was sort of my fault he quit. He thought that he was god's gift to piano and I didn't. One thing led to another and my fist met with his face. It wasn't my fault he was so damn cocky."

Nicol laughed at his friend. "Whatever you say Athrun."

"Oh well, I gotta go see the commander. See you later, and thanks again."

"No problem. Later."

They hung up and Nicol waited for the next day. Little that he knew it'd change his life forever. The next day, Nicol arrived at the dance studio. He wore dark blue jeans, nice black jeans, a plain white shirt, and a nice black jacket.

He easily located Patricia Zala. Athrun looked at lot like her. She was tall, dark teal hair, sea gray eyes, and a dancer's figure, which for coordinators was skinny but curvy. She was about 36 years old.

"Hello, my name is Nicol Amalfi. Athrun told me that you were in need of a piano player." He greeted her, holding his hand out.

"Oh thank god. My name is Patricia Zala, as you may already know. I was afraid that we wouldn't find anyone on such short notice." She told him shaking his hand. "You know Athrun well?"

"We're friends from the academy and we're on the same team."

"Well, I really thank you for doing this on such short notice." She told him as she led him through ballerina filled hallways to the theatre. "Athrun and Liu didn't exactly see eye to eye."

They arrived at the theatre. "So I've heard." Nicol chuckled. They went down into the orchestra pit.

" Yes, well it's an old baby grand piano. The university can't see the need for a newer, better one." She showed him the piano. "Do you want to try it out?"

"Sure!" Nicol sat down and began to play. He liked the way the piano played, it felt comfortable under his fingers.

"Wow! You're amazing! When Athrun told me he knew someone who would be perfect for the job he wasn't kidding. How old are you?" she asked amazed. He was really good.

"Thanks. I'm fifteen." He told her.

"You're just like one of my dancers. She's only fifteen but she beats out all of my ballet dancers here. Best I've ever seen. Her name is Emilie Tekada."

"Someone call my name?" a soft voice came form the stage.

They turned to the stage to face the owner of the voice and Nicol was immediately struck. She was Emilie Tekada. Emilie was fifteen years old, had long slightly wavy chestnut colored hair (Which was currently pulled back into a tight bun.), sparkling emerald eyes, about five feet four, and had a skinny dancers figure. She wore a white tank top, black Capri pants, and pink ballet shoes. She was indeed very pretty.

"Hello Emilie! We were just talking about you." Patricia greeted her as Emilie dropped her duffel bag and went down the steps.

"Nothing bad I hope." Emilie joked.

Then she noticed Nicol and all of a sudden, her throat went dry and she couldn't speak. He was just sitting there behind the piano with his light green hair and chocolate eyes.

"Emilie, this is Nicol Amalfi. He's the new piano player." Patricia introduced them and then looked at her watch. "Oh! I've got to go gather my students. Be right back. You two should get to know each other." And left.

"Uh…hi." Nicol tried to sound casual even though his heart was beating at a hundred miles a minute.

"Hi." Emilie said shyly. She had regained her voice somewhat. " So how'd you get to be our new piano player?"

"My friend Athrun told me about it since Ms. Zala is his aunt."

"Really? That's cool. I heard you play as I was coming in. you're amazing. Do you also study at the university?"

"Yeah. Well, actually on and off since I am gone a lot."

"How's that?" he was a little confused.

"Well, I'm a ZAFT pilot. That's how I know Athrun."

"You're a ZAFT pilot? You seem a little young."

He smiled. "Well I am only fifteen."

"Yeah that's true." She giggled.

They talked for a little while longer then Patricia called everyone in for rehearsal.

"It's time for rehearsal girls! We've got a major recital to put on!" she called out. Then she turned to Nicol. "You don't have to play today. The music isn't in yet since it has been rewritten. Just watch and get the feel of the recital. The others should be here in a few minutes."

Nicol nodded and waited for the other musicians to arrive. They soon walked in. they were: Emma Tekada, Emilie's older sister who looked more like her twin except Emma had short black hair and royal blue eyes and had more of a figure then Emilie. She was one of the violinists. Leery Tsung, the main cellist, he was very tall, muscular, a mop top of curly black hair and amethyst eyes. Dewy Chang, one of the percussionists, he was also tall, built, but he had short red hair and ice blue eyes.

They all introduced themselves and became fast friends. The rest of the orchestra which consisted of 3 flutes, 2 oboes, 4 bassoons, 8 clarinets, 18 violins, 3 cellos, 9 trumpets, 3 euphoniums, 8 trombones, 2 tubas, and 20 percussionists came in and they were all familiarized with Nicol.

Nicol watched Emilie dance and it was true she was amazing. Something about her made him want to get to know her better and he would. This was the start of a long chain of events that would change both of their lives forever.

A/N: so there was the first chapter. I hope you guys will like it and if not then oh well. I am actually going to finish this story. Lol. A world revisited is going to be deleted soon. I am sorry but I just don't see a future for that story. Well please review!