I want to delete this story so bad, but I... believe that it'll be exceptionally well. I just decided on updating this now before I choose to let go of that extremely small slither of hope to see how it fares against... well, the other stories (not mine). And if you haven't seen my other Dance Central stories, check them out.

Warning: there will be minor twincest-like material in this chapter. I warned you all early so that no one is saying bad things.

"Just so that you know, you're a bit too much," Angel said. He was talking to Emilia, who he had to drive to the gym. He also had to drive her home, and who knows how long she would take. But he didn't complain, seeing as how he almost died. If only they were the same gender...

"Yeah, but it's only to get a point across to those who don't understand it well," she responded. She barely heard him as she was busy looking looking out the window, and she saw that person's yacht. "Hey, hold on."

He stopped the car right in front of the docks and turned to face her. "What's up?"

Her voice was softer, as if she was drifting off and losing focus. "Forget the gym, but you're still taking me home. I want you to wait for me right here, okay?" But no matter how soft her voice got, she was still demanding him and not asking him.

"It's not like I have much of a choice, now do I?" She glared at him and he put his hands up. "Okay, chica. Do whatever you have to do." He didn't know what she was planning to do until he saw her go onto the docks, with something in her hand. This was still technically his yacht as well... in some sort of way. He just couldn't let her do something bad to it.

Once her entered the Lu$h Crew yacht, he could see many people going towards the stage. Miss Aubrey must've been performing a dance by herself, because the crowd was of all males. Once he arrived in front of her, he could tell that she was oblivious to the crowd there for three reasons: (1) the music was drowning them out, (2) neither of them were hosting a party at this time, and (3) her eyes were closed as she was dancing.

He was watching her do a dance he's never seen before; it was one of those songs out of the nine they had to make up (in other words, the DLC). Milkshake by Kelis was playing, and he was watching her do moves that slightly turned him on. And she said the moves as she did them.

"Come Hither..." She walked forward while pointing and bringing her hand down, then backed up while opening and closing her hand like she was signaling someone to come on. "...Rival Strut..." She walked over to the left with her hand as high as her head and brought it across her face. "...Shante Twist..." She moved her hips in a slow, circular motion with her right hand up to her face while she was slowly patting her hips with her left hand. "...Warm It Up..." Instead of moving her hips in a circular motion, she moved them side-to-side, and she patted herself with a 1, 2, 1, 2 tempo. "...Sashay..." She kept her hands where they were, this time taking one step up with each foot and then going back to her starting position. Her left hand kept patting her hips, but its speed matched her steps.

Angel couldn't watch her anymore, and he couldn't stand seeing those perverse looks on the males faces (along with the scowls that the females were giving her). He walked up onto the stage and tried to mimic her moves, but he was having a bit trouble doing so.

"Aubrey, stop dancing! You're giving people a bad impression of yourself."

She opened her eyes while doing the last few 'Diva Quake' to see more than the required amount of people on her yacht. "What the... who invited these people? Was it you?" She didn't stop dancing, as that was the number one rule of dancing. When the music stopped, they were able to stop yelling to speak.

"No, I just got here." She shrugged her shoulders as she believed him, then turned to the crowd.

"Okay, I'll give you until the count of three to leave this yacht." She didn't have to say 'one' for the people to start leaving. When she wanted to be, Miss Aubrey could be very intimidating.

"One... two... three. Looks like I didn't leave; what're you gonna do about it." They looked to where the voice was coming from to see Emilia with a hammer in her hand. And she was smirking at the red-head. "It's so nice to be here again, messing shit up."

"What did you do?!"

"Why don't you go and check out your room," Emilia responded. "It's really funny; I'm glad that your make-up was in there..." Miss Aubrey's eyes widened as she raced to her room. Angel was shaking his head in disappointment and sighed.

"...you didn't do anything, did you?" A big smile appeared on Emilia's face as she nodded.

"How'd you know?"

"You don't seem to be dirty at all. And that hammer is still in the plastic; if you did do anything, it would be ripped."

"You're pretty smart. Well, I'm on my way home. You don't have to drive me there." She jogged by him and towards the exit. "And if the Queen B. asks, I went back to the beach." Once she left the yacht, Aubrey came out with an angrier face than before.

"Where. Is. She." He could see that her skin was red from anger and thought about what he was going to say. If he told her where she wasn't and she eventually found that out, Miss Aubrey would have his head on a platter. But if he told her where she was, Emilia would surely beat him to a pulp. He thought about he was scarier, and who he respected more, before answering.

"She went home." He was damn sure scared of Emilia whenever she was enraged, but he loved and respected his partner too much. No minor fear would change that.

"Thanks." She kissed him on the cheek before heading towards her fastest car and driving to Emilia's house. She didn't know that she was walking/jogging/running, so it would be a surprise when she was her.

One Week Later

September 10th

Glitterati Penthouse

12:57 pm

Jaryn was going over the dance to Riptide's Crew Challenge song; Baby Got Back by Sir Mix-a-Lot. Whenever two crews battled each other, they did each others' Crew Challenge song. Jaryn was confident in her own skills in doing Born This Way, but she wasn't too sure about Riptide's song. She remembered the moves that Bodie and Emilia taught her and her brother, and was even watching the video, but this was something not meant for her. If she wasn't determined to keep the good name she's brought for her crew she would've been gave up and let whatever happened tomorrow happen.

Kerith walked in to see his younger sister having trouble with the chorus. He couldn't help but laugh at her failure and walked over to her.

"Sister, why not try tomorrow," he suggested. "After all, the dance battle isn't until 5 pm."

"No, I have to get this right now. I wouldn't expect you to know, seeing as how you've passed this song." He stopped the music and unplugged the radio. Then he started to embrace her from behind.

"Don't worry too much about this song; I'll do it for us. And you can battle whoever wants to do our song." She was a bit uncomfortable with the awkward feel of her brother behind her and tried to break free. She almost forgot about the muscles he had and deemed it impossible to get out of his grasp. She remember when they were younger, and he put her in this same position. Back then, it was child-friendly and she shrugged it off. But now that they were older and more knowing of things, it was weird for her.

"Ker... your grip is tightening on me, and I'm a bit uncomfortable..." She felt him grabbing her wrists tightly with his left hand, which meant that his right one was free. He brought that around to her breasts, trapping her in his grasp.

"Don't worry, sister. You know I won't hurt you, right?"

She didn't know why she answered. Maybe it was because she was trained that way. Or maybe it was an involuntary action. Whatever it was, she wished she didn't answer.

"Of course I know that. We're siblings after all." She couldn't see it, but a smirk appeared on his face. Whenever he was being devious, nothing went well.

September 11th

Glitterati Penthouse

5:30 pm

The dance battle against Riptide ended in a loss, as the rules were slightly changed for the battle between the 'lowest-ranked' and the 'highest-ranked' crews. Whoever won the coin flip decided who danced for all of the songs, and because Riptide won, they used the Glitterati's weakness against them. Bodie let Emilia do Baby Got Back with Jaryn, and she won by a long shot. Most of it was because Jaryn couldn't focus after what happened yesterday.

Emilia's score was 2,567,083 while Jaryn had 1,905,476. Together, they managed to get 4 stars. Bodie and Kerith did Born This Way, and Kerith won. If Jaryn were the one dancing, their scores wouldn't have been so close. Kerith had 2,109,328 while Bodie had 2,044,718. Since they tied, they had to do a tie breaker dance.

Riptide won the next coin flip, so one of their songs were chosen. Bodie and Emilia agreed to doing What Is Love by Haddaway; a song they knew neither of them could do well. Riptide scored a combined total of 5,103,682 while the Glitterati scored a combined total of 3,061,824.

Jaryn was sitting on the roof, letting her feet dangle off. It wasn't too dark outside, so she was able to see the building that were below her, like the other crews' places. And it was a sight she saw everyday; she was getting bored of seeing the same things. The only thing that keeps her sane is the cool air the breezes by her. It brings her so much peace, just like her mother did. If only she was still with her...

She could hear someone behind her and looked back to see Angel. He looked equally surprised as she did.

"Uh... my bad. I thought no one was up here. I'll go now."

"You're not a bother to me for now so I guess you can stay." He hesitated in joining her, but she wasn't taking no for an answer. He walked over and sat down beside her. It was awkwardly quiet as none of them were talking, just looking out at whatever caught their eye.

"This view is nice," he finally said. "I bet watching the sun rise from here is awesome."

"Not really," she responded. "Maybe if it's your first time, but once you start to watch it daily..." She trailed off, looking down to the Riptide Beach. She could see a fire and some people around it. That reminded her of something. "Aren't you supposed to be partying with your friends?"

"Yeah, but I want to be alone. I need some time to think."

"About what? And why here?"

He faced her with a smile on his face. "I didn't come up here to think, Jaryn. I came here because Taye told me that she saw you go up here. Since you're always with your brother, I figured that you're not used to being alone. So I followed."

She sighed and looked away from him. "Who said that I wanted your company? I'm perfectly fine alone." Her face was lifted up to meet Angel's and she felt him wipe away a tear.

"Then why are you crying?" She didn't know exactly how she felt at this moment. She wanted to attack him for getting too close to her without her permission, and she wanted to put a restraining order on him. But then she wanted to cry some more, as the proximity they had reminded her of last night's event. On top of that, she was feeling some strange emotion as she looked into his eyes. Because she's never felt this way, she couldn't identify it in any way. The way she could describe it was... pleasurable, pleasing, and weird at the same time.

"I shouldn't be telling you this... I shouldn't be thinking about telling you this, but here goes. Last night when I was rehearsing Riptide's song, Kerith... almost raped me. He forcefully kissed me, and then tried to strip my clothes off. It was like he was someone else..." After seeing the sad look on Angel's face, she noted that he was actually paying attention. And that he actually cared about what she had to say. He took it all in before responding to her.

"I can't believe that he'd do something like that! I want to do something so bad, but—no, I can't do anything to him. But I could always help you out. Come to the beach with me tomorrow morning; it'll be fun."

She sighed and agreed to it. Seeing his smiling face, that feeling had come back again. Not the one where she wanted to attack him or cry, but the pleasurable, pleasing, weird one. She didn't notice her getting closer to him until someone caught them.

"That's where you were," they said. "And why are you with that Latin dirt?" Angel gritted his teeth and stood up. There was so much to say to him, and maybe not enough time. Even still, he would give Kerith hell.

Hmm... not much to say about this one. But the next chapter will incorporate the beach part from the original.