Disclaimer: I don't own Fruits Basket or the song. Song used: Save The Last Dance For Me by Michael Bublé

Warning: This chapter is rated T for kisses and some language.

A/N: For the record, I do in fact own Serina as she is my own OC, so please, don't steal her. Other than that, I hope you enjoy the story as it progresses!

The club was filled with the usual Thursday night crowd. Serina had, as usual, arrived alone, and made her way through dance partner after dance partner. A few of them had caught her interest, but it seemed that none of them could keep up with her feet, or even the rest of her body, as she moved in time with all of the ballroom songs. None of them were slow by any stretch of the imagination, nor were any of them that fast, but it seemed she was destined for another night of slow partners and the wandering hands of a few drunkards.

"You can dance, every dance with the guy
Who gives you the eye, let him hold you tight"

As the music picked up with one of her favorite songs, she spun away from her current partner, a rather tall and lanky teen who had obviously never danced a day before in his life. The tune was a salsa of sorts and a smirk played at her lips as she flitted her long skirt about her knees and her neat bun slowly started to fall apart into a messy ponytail, revealing the full length of her long, pale blonde hair.

Shigure watched her from the bar, a smirk slowly coming to his face as he watched her from his seat. He finished his drink and left money on the counter, making his way through the crowd that had formed around her. He caught her eye during one of her turns and smirked even more.

"You can smile, every smile for the man
Who held your hand beneath the pale moonlight"

He stepped forward out of the crowd and carefully grabbed her hand, turning her into him and immediately placed a hand on her waist. She raised an eyebrow at him but didn't pull away, wanting to see if this new stranger could keep up with her. As he started leading, his feet moved deftly around the small circle around them. A smile slowly formed on her lips as she realized that she had finally found a worthy partner.

"But don't forget who's takin' you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be"

They danced in silence for a moment, her smile being reflected on his face. Finally, she broke the silence.

"I'm Serina," she said softly, almost worried that she would ruin the moment with words.

"My name's Shigure," he replied. "It's nice to meet you."

Her smile only widened with his reply. "You're quite the dancer. I've never seen you here before..."

"I don't usually come out," he shrugged. "But something told me to come out tonight."

He spun her out then back in, pulling her a little closer as he did so.

"So darlin' save the last dance for me"

"I'm glad you came," she whispered softly, repositioning the hand she had on his shoulder so that she could step just a tiny bit closer.

"Oh, I know the music's fine
Like sparkling wine, go and have your fun"

The crowd around them stared in awe and took an unconscious step back. Many of the young men looked on with wide eyes, wondering who this strange man was and where he had come from.

But Shigure and Serina paid no attention to any of them. They didn't matter, as far as the pair was concerned – they were dancing, quite happily, and didn't care if people stared. Nor did they care if anyone was jealous.

"Laugh and sing, but while we're apart
Don't give your heart to anyone"

Suddenly, one of Serina's former dance partners cut in on the two, whisking Serina away from Shigure with a smug smirk on his face. Serina rolled her eyes and looked over the man's shoulder at Shigure. He looked quite irked that she had been taken away from him.

A sudden stomp on her foot, which her partner claimed was an accident, brought her back to her current situation. She growled softly at her partner and took over the lead, causing even more trouble for her poor dance partner. He looked quite flustered and looked away, letting her push him around, even though it made him look like a complete and total fool.

"But don't forget who's takin' you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darlin' save the last dance for me"

Shigure tapped none too lightly on the usurper's shoulder, glaring evenly at the man when he turned to see who was trying to get his attention.

"I believe that's my partner you're dancing with," he said in an even voice, though his anger was fairly obvious.

"S-sorry," the man replied in a flustered tone. He immediately pulled back from Serina, offering her hand to Shigure. Serina bumped the man out of the way with her hip as she stepped up to Shigure again, smiling up at him.

"Thanks for saving me," she said with a laugh. "I don't know how much more I could have taken."

"The feeling is mutual," he replied, his smile matching her own.

"Baby, don't you know I love you so?
Can't you feel it when we touch?"

A soft blush touched her cheeks as he pulled her close again. He led her around the circle again, spinning slowly so that her skirt played about their knees in a flirty manner. The crowd around them seemed to blur and fade into the background as they spun.

Her eyes slowly took him in as they danced. He was handsome, tall, and had eyes the color of light charcoal. Seeing him dressed in the suit did nothing but send her pulse racing. She felt a bit inadequately dressed in comparison in her knee-length black skirt and sleeveless, red satin blouse with the deep, cleavage revealing neckline.

"I will never, never let you go
I love you, oh, so much"

He chuckled softly as he caught her gaze wandering over him. When she looked up, the soft pink in her cheeks turned to a bright red.

"It's all right," he said in a soft voice. "I've already had my chance to give you a once over."

"Oh?" She raised an eyebrow at him. "And what did you decide?"

"That I have the most beautiful dance partner in the entire club."

"You can dance, go and carry on
Till the night is gone and it's time to go"

The both of them were a bit surprised to hear the song end. She pulled away from him instinctively and he frowned at her.

"Leaving so soon?"

She shook her head. "The song is over, and I assumed you'd want to find another partner."

"Why would I want to do that?" he asked curiously, his head tilting to the side slightly.

"If he asks if you're all alone
Can he walk you home? You must tell him, 'No'"

She shrugged, forcing back a blush. "I don't need to occupy all of your time. If you want another partner, then go ahead and find one."

His frown deepened as he watched her turn and accept another invitation to dance. He watched them exchange introductions before stepping forward and tapping her on the shoulder. She looked quite surprised when she turned to see him standing there, his gray eyes full of determination.

"Shigure? I thought you were—"

"May I have the next dance?" he asked with a slight bow. Her eyes widened in surprise then softened as she smiled at him.

"Of course."

"'Cause don't forget who's taking you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
Save the last dance for me"

He returned her smile as the music started up again, the rhythm a bit slower than the last and implying more of a waltz than a salsa. He offered his hand to her and she gladly accepted it, immediately stepping close and placing her free hand on his shoulder.

His arm wound its way around her waist as he began the dance. He noticed, with a less than idle amusement, that she subtly moved herself closer to him as they moved around the floor.

"Oh, I know the music's fine
Like sparkling wine, go and have your fun
Laugh and sing, but while we're apart
Don't give your heart to anyone"

Time passed at a quick pace after that, with the two of them never leaving the other's arms despite numerous offers made separately to the both of them. By the end of the night, none of the other club patrons even bothered asking for a dance with either of them. And the two blissfully ignored everyone else in the room as they danced.

"And don't forget who's takin' you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darlin' save the last dance for me"

Finally, the music ended and the DJ turned down the lights on the dance floor. Shigure frowned as Serina stepped away from him.

"Just wait," she said with a smile. "The DJ owes me a favor."

He raised an eyebrow at her, but she simply turned and walked off to the DJ stand. The two spoke in whispers for a moment, Serina nodding and shaking hands with the young man before returning to Shigure.

"What was that about?" he asked, his voice almost bursting with curiosity.

"I just bought us another half hour," she replied with a smirk.

"So don't forget who's takin' you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darling save the last dance for me"

The pair swirled around the now-empty dance floor happily, the both of them laughing when either tripped from exhaustion starting to take over. The DJ played all of their favorite songs, having asked them what to play as the rest of the club goers had been leaving.

"All right you two," the young man called over to them. "This is the last one."

Serina laughed as he played the song that had first brought Shigure to her. He smiled and pulled her as close as he could, smiling all the more when he found no resistance coming from her end. He leaned close and whispered in her ear.

"We're going to have to go home soon, you do know that right?"

"I was trying not to think about it," she whispered back.

"Oh, baby won't you save the last dance for me?"

"We can meet again here, same time next week?" He hoped his proposal didn't seem too out of line.

"A week is a long time to wait to see someone," she replied softly, looking away.

"Ooh, you make the promise that you save the last dance for me"

He looked down at her sadly and stopped their movement suddenly. She looked up at him, a mixture of annoyance and surprise on her face.

"What are you—"

Soft lips pressed against hers, cutting off the question he had expected from her. Her cheeks flushed as she kissed him back softly, her grip around him tightening slightly in response to the kiss.

"Save the last dance..."

He broke the kiss gently and whispered against her lips, "When would you like to see me again?" He looked directly into her eyes. She looked right back at him, noting the playfulness alongside the seriousness of his question.

"...the very last dance for me"

She smirked in reply. "When do I have to go home?"