Here's for the second drabble, the shortest one so far. XD Buahaha, and yeah, I actually got some inspiration from my Phy Ed teacher, which is why I chose dance. Dance, dance. Uhuh.
Drabble # 2: Sumire x Mochu
Main Genre: Humor
Word of the Drabble: Dance
Dedicated to: To SP, because it's always so hard to say what it is I see in you.
Step, close, step.
"Mochu, keep that waltz step in check."
Raise, twirl, lower.
"Don't make me dizzy, you nitwit!"
Hold, sway, pull.
"Hold me like you mean it. Dammit, be a man Mochiage!"
I lower my gaze, slightly embarrassed that I was stuck with the meanest and most vicious girl in Phys Ed. We dance around a bit more in silence because I always found myself biting down or getting the words I'd want to say to Sumire stuck down my throat whenever I wanted to say something to her.
Oh, great.
"Mochu, you're a terrible dancer. I hope I don't get stuck dancing on prom with you," Sumire complains harshly, gracefully covering up my rough footwork with lithe movements of her own.
Awkward silece.
"I don't like dancing, dancing's for girls," I subconsciously grunt out in the open.
Whoops.
"You're a freak, Mochiage, always was and will be, remember that," says Permy in an airy, matter-of-factly tone.
Golly gee, more awkward silence.
"It's hard to say what it is I see in you," I suddenly blurt.
This isn't good.
Permy now stands at arm's length – only one of each of our hands held together – and with a flourish, twirls towards me and elbows my rib cage in the process. Hard.
Aching rib cages, oh joy.
It's hard to say what it is I see in you,
Wonder if I'll always be with you.
Words can't say it, I can't do
Enough to prove, it's all for you.
All For You – Blues Traveller
Eff. =__= Tell me if that was any good, please. I didn't really like this one that much, but heck. :)
