Dance Away

Chapter 1

The Anonymous Dancer

"I am always doing things I can't do, that's how I get to do them." ~Pablo Picasso

Symphony No. 40 by Mozart is playing in the background. Girls are held in the air looking down at their partner, their bodies like perfect statues. They try to breathe lightly so their partners do not drop them, their arms spread like soaring eagles. Some of the boys' arms are shaking but their faces show no emotion. The only thing that could be heard besides the classical music is heels clicking and clacking ever so slowly, circling the dancers.

"I do not want to see arms shaking!" the woman screamed in a blonde boy's ear.

She walked around each of the dancers and looked at their form; she rolled her eyes and walked to the front of the studio.

"If your arms are shaking, sit down in the corner." She barked.

Four boys slowly brought the girls down to the floor and the eight of them walked away to sit in a bench that was against the wall. The studio was white and had mirrors in the front wall. The middle of the room that was currently occupied by the five couples remaining, some socks and shoes were carelessly left behind by the other dancers who forgot to pick them up.

"Ayame and Bankotsu, sit down you're wasting my time. Bankotsu, dear, you are way too tense." The woman said slapping the boy in the back of the head motioning for both of them to sit down.

The red head girl rolled her eyes and sat down. She looked at the four remaining couples and sighed in frustration; she always tried to be the best but only got to be average.

The music stopped and the instructor yelled to keep going and walked over and pressed the replay button. As the music started again a girl gasped and she toppled over the boy holding her. The brunette stood up and tried to help her partner up, she looked sorry and bored at the same time.

"Kagura, Roy, just sit down. And Kagura, for the last time, I don't care if you are tired. You think the audience might care?" The instructor sat down on a chair and looked at the three couples.

"Amelia and Syaoran, sit down. Sakura and Alex, you too."

The two couples sat down with the rest of the group. Sixteen dancers had their eyes trained on the last couple on the floor. The boy had beautiful light brown eyes and light skin. His hair was dark and he was muscular, his legs were about a meter apart. His back leg was locked straight and the one in front was slightly bent. His elbows were slightly bent as he effortlessly pushed the beautiful girl in the air. He looked at her intently as she looked back down at him. The girl was the complete opposite of the boy. She was not tall, she was not muscular. The perfect word to describe this girl might be petite. She was almost too thin. Her black hair was tied up in a bun on the top of her head with a few strands of wavy hair falling to her face. Her face was completely relaxed and she seemed at ease. Her body was not tense and her arms were not shaking like the others.

"Hojo, set her down" said the teacher.

As Hojo slowly set her down, the girl brought her arms to his shoulders and brought her legs down. She stopped looking at him and looked at the woman in front of her, as she stopped the music.

The instructor's blonde hair was in a pony tail and she was as tall as any of the boys. She had been a professional ballerina for years, but a tragic knee injury made her retire. Anna Pavlov, Russian ballerina. Everyone in that room was scared of her, but not Kagome. She looked at her with her hands in her hips and squinted eyes, she was intimidating but Kagome refused to be scared of the woman.

The blonde woman circled around the pair and smiled. Kagome was taken aback, she wanted to ask why she was smiling but she knew better, so she kept her mouth shut. But Hojo, oh poor Hojo, the boy was just clueless.

"Why are you smiling, Ms. Pavlov?" he asked brightly.

Kagome mentally face palmed and rolled her eyes at the boy. The teacher looked at Hojo but surprisingly kept smiling and said, "I think I know what I want to do with Kagome."

Kagome looked at the woman and raised an eyebrow, figuring our Ms. Pavlov was a hard task so she always decided not to try.

"We have a new boy coming to help us for our next performance. He has danced for years and heard about our success so he wanted to come perform with us, and he needs a partner as well." She looked at Kagome slowly, "the partners you have now will not be the partners you have for our next performance."

Someone that was sitting down asked what was the boy's name and when he might be coming. Everyone started to mumble about who the boy could be. A hush ran down the room as the door to the studio opened. A tall boy walked in swiftly. He was handsome and muscular, his tan skin made his cerulean blue eyes pop. He looked like he worked out frequently, but his muscles were not popping out unattractively. Someone in the back gasped but Kagome looked at him unimpressed, raised an eyebrow, and faced Ms. Pavlov again.

"Ms. Pavlov, I am so sorry I'm late I got stuck in traffic." Kagome rolled her eyes as he shook the woman's hand.

"It's all right, just make sure it doesn't happen again" she said with a strong tone.

She motioned for him to turn around and face the rest of the class and for Kagome and Hojo to sit down.

"Class, this is Koga. He is sort of like a transfer student from another studio in the city. He is a great dancer and will be in the next performance, so the rest of you better get working on an audition performance so I can see where you are at and what role will you be playing." She said talking with her hands, "Now, go, go! Get to it! Kagome! Come here."

Kagome stood up from her spot on the floor and walked slowly toward her teacher with her arms across her chest. She looked at the boy and he looked at her, he smiled and Kagome's eyes widened. He had fangs! He was a demon! Kagome looked at Pavlov but she did not seem to take notice.

"Kagome, I want you to be his partner and audition with him." Pavlov said swiftly and to the point.

"Are you kidding?" she asked taken aback by her teacher's instructions.

"Is that your name? Kagome? Nice to meet you, I'm Koga" he said holding out his hand, his blue eyes piercing Kagome's brown ones.

She looked at his hand with arms still closed, and looked back up, "Yeah, I heard."

Pavlov gasped looking stunned, "Don't be such a brat, Kagome! Especially since you will be auditioning with him!"

"I certainly am not auditioning with…with…this!" Kagome said in disgust

When Kagome said this, the light chatter in the room died abruptly. Kagome never said anything mean, she may not like some things and she may do what she is asked with a frown, but she never showed that she was extremely bothered by anything. Especially not a partner.

"Kagome," Pavlov spoke in a hard tone, just as stunned as everybody else, "step outside."

Kagome walked with her hands on her small hips without looking back at anyone, her chin pointed at the air defiantly. Ms. Pavlov told Koga to set his bags down and join the rest of the dancers, who welcomed him and asked what he did to Kagome to get her so mad.

The weather outside was freezing, for it was winter in Tokyo. The sky was turning a dark shade of blue slowly, but the breeze made the night colder and colder by the minute. Kagome turned around to see Pavlov with a frown on her face.

"What was that all about, Kagome?"

"I don't think you realize he's a demon, right? He's a danger to everyone in that studio, and you want me to dance with him? I mean, he's-"

"First of all, what makes you any better then the rest of the dancers in that room. You are not a necessary part to this, shall we call it, scheme. I can switch you for any of those girls whenever I please," she said stepping closer to Kagome, "I do not need you Kagome. You may be a great dancer, but to be the best you have to have the attitude of the best way before you get there."

Kagome started to speak again but Pavlov cut her off again, "And you should feel lucky to even be assigned to audition with that boy, he is one of the best young dancers in Tokyo and he'll go far."

Kagome defiantly looked at her with her chin high up in the air; they were so close she could feel Pavlov's body heat on her skin. Finally Kagome backed down. She stepped back and walked towards the studio again, but when her hand was on the door she stopped and turned.

"You said I was replaceable," Ms. Pavlov turned to face her, "You're wrong. You need me. I'm the best dancer in that room and you know it very well."

With those words said, she walked back into the studio with her chin held high again, leaving a smiling Pavlov behind. Kagome walked towards Koga who was chatting with Ayame who was smiling broadly up at him.

"Koga, shall we work on our dance?" she said

He walked over to her, not even glancing back at Ayame. He stopped a few inches in front of her and smiled cockily.

"I've heard great things about you" he said softly.

She looked up at him and scrutinized him, narrowing her eyes. Then she smiled slowly and relaxed a little, he did not look like he wanted to hurt her. He could have easily done so already if that was his intention.

"Look, I'm sorry about earlier, I was just…"

"Intimidated by my great looks? Or was it my talent?" he smiled again stepping closer to her.

She smiled and stood on her point shoes. She lightly wrapped her hands on his strong shoulders and without dropping his piercing gaze slid into a perfectly beautiful arabesque as Beethoven's Fur Elise started in the background. He uncrossed his arms at once and held her waist as he got down on one knee. She slid out of the beautiful position as gracefully as she had slid in. Her hands gracefully danced on her sides as she circled him, her feet moving quickly. When she completed a full circle, she twirled away from him and did four fouettes as he danced his way next to her. He grabbed her hips and she stopped in an arabesque position again as he pushed her in the air. Her legs were crossed and as he moved to the music she looked into his blue eyes and winked. Koga threw her into the air a little and she spun, and when he brought her back down she was facing away from him, just as the music ended.

Kagome looked at the ground, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She wasn't tired, or breathless. Her heart was speeding though; she never had such a great partner. She smiled and turned to Koga who was smiling back at her and raised his hand to give her a high five. She did so and laughed but she realized everyone was staring at her, even Ms. Pavlov.

"Well class, I hope you already started working on your routines. Class dismissed."

Kagome walked over to her black bag and gracefully sat down and started untying her shoes, neatly putting them in the bag. She quickly took of her pink practice skirt and stuffed it inside pulling out her black warm-ups. Once she had her warm-up pants over her leotard she bent over to put her Uggs on her feet, however she stopped when she saw another pair of shoes to her side. She looked up slowly, noting the warm-ups and white tee, to see Koga smirking down at her. She raised an eyebrow and put her jacket on, then crossed her legs. Koga kept looking at her and chuckled.

"What?" she said getting defensive.

"Nothing…you just resemble a little child, that's all." He said chuckling amusedly.

She stood up abruptly and looked up at him putting her hands on her hips angrily.

"I do not look like a child."

He looked at her and grinned, his fangs sticking out. She turned around and picked up her bag off the floor, walking away from Koga and towards the door. When she went outside she noticed the air had gotten noticeably colder even when she had her warm-ups on. She was mad at this Koga kid. Who did he think he was? Just showing up and thinking he was the best dancer, although she had to admit he was pretty good, and cute.

Control your hormones, gosh, She thought, rolling her eyes.

She kept walking at a steady pace her feet crunching the leaves on the ground. He was a very handsome boy, he was almost beautiful. Almost. She felt her lips curving up into a smile and stopped herself immediately. She had to be focused on dancing and winning nationals this year. Last year she had gotten second place and lost a shot of a full paid scholarship to a dance academy. Kagome had been heart broken, she felt like her life was over for a while because she had always been winning. She had always won in the Junior category and in the Senior category the year before she came and stole her chances.

Kikyo had appeared out of the nowhere. She had not entered in the Junior categories before and Kagome had never seen her in any side competitions either. After Kikyo won Kagome was lifeless even when they told her Kikyo had not gotten the scholarship. She was quit dancing-for a month but it still counted- but then she realized she could not live without it. When she started training again and felt healthy again, Kagome made a promise to herself and Ms. Pavlov. Kikyo would not win the next year nationals, or the year after that. Or the next one.

Kagome had been walking for so long she barely noticed that a black car was driving right next to her. She slowly moved her head to the left and her heart leaped up to her throat and she almost screamed.

"Did I scare you?" Koga said with a toothy grin

"Why would you follow me like that?" she yelled at him throwing her hands at her sides

"Sorry, I didn't realize you were so paranoid" he chuckled

"I'm not paranoid…I-I was just focusing on something else." She stated defiantly.

"Still sorry," he looked at her feet, "why are you walking by the way? Do you want a ride home?"

She looked at him and his car suspiciously, "my car's in the shop…and sorry I don't get in stranger's cars."

"I'm no stranger, I'm your dance partner" he stated quickly.

Kagome looked to both sides of the street, which was unusually empty for a Sunday afternoon and groaned. She really did not want to walk all the way to her house and Koga could not be all that bad, right?

"Fine, what's the worst thing you could do? Kill me?"

Koga winked at her and unlocked the car door, "Or rape you, you know..."

"Ew. Just drive up this street all the way uptown, please" she said throwing her bag in the backseat and rolling her eyes at the wolf demon.

Okay, so I know this is a new story. But I've had it in my mind for a while and I just hope you guys like it, I'm already working on the second chapter and working on a story for another category. (HSM if any of you read that ;D)

But anyways I like where this is heading soooo I hope you guys like it too(:

R&R Pleasee and Thank you(: