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Rating: T

Summary: Various ficlets about Sanada. Various pairings….

A/N: English is not my first language; feel free to point out the mistakes I made.

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To Wisteria-Child : Thanks for your review. I'm really happy you liked this short fic. I usually update on Sunday evening.

The day I decided to take Tango lessons

The day I decided to take tango lessons I should have broken one of my legs. True I only decided to take these lessons to please grandfather. He thought it would help me improve my kendo skills. I highly doubted it. It had more to do with a possible arranged wedding than with anything linked to sports. But I obeyed.

The first time I entered the dance studio I had been a little confused. Everybody was already paired up with someone else. A boy and a girl. I thought I would have to practice alone as I was the only student left. There was our teacher Himura Michiro-san but I was sure I wasn't goind to practice with her. As soon as she saw me she stopped the music and everybody gathered around her.

"Students, as of today we will have two new dancers. They are beginners so I would like you to help them the best you can."

They nodded and she made Sanada come next to her.

"So this is Sanada Genichirou and the other student is Atobe Keigo. I know we usually practice with a boy and a girl but I decided to make an exception for these two powerful families. Of course Sanada-san will practice with Atobe-san."

When I learnt I was to dance with Atobe my heart skipped a beat. I really hated that guy. I never understood why his parents allowed him to spend their money the way he wanted. But our teacher took this decision so I had to obey.

The first lessons were like Hell on Earth. Atobe, who kept bragging about his awesomeness, was unable to dance even to save his life. I wasn't better but at least I didn't trip every two steps. Himura-sensei seemed to be desperate. She told us that we had to spend our fee time together because we didn't know each other. According to her it was the reason behind our lack of dancing skills.

At first I didn't want to obey. In the end I did it because I didn't want my grandfather to be angry. So every day, after school, Atobe came with his lavender limo to Rikkai and we ended up spending time in his mansion. He was always alone. There was nobody at home except the maids, the cooks and the butler. Later I learnt that his mother spent her time traveling to do some shopping, that she had many lovers and that she hated her son because he looks like his father. Atobe's father was always away on business trips. He had many mistresses and he brought them to the main mansion. He expected his son to do the same. He loved his son. After all he was the heir of the Atobe empire.

I also understood why Atobe spent his parent's money. Like everybody I thought he spent it to buy clothes, jewelry… In fact he gave every week some money to Kabaji's family. His father was dead and his mother too ill to work. He helped animals' shelters too. I discovered that he wasn't the boy he seemed to be.

With time he even agreed to spend time at my place. He discovered my way of life. He even practiced kendo with me. Of course I had to give him a wooden sword meant for little children because he was rather clumsy. He learnt how it felt to be part of a real family. As a result we spent more time at my place than before. I didn't complain. I liked it better because it erased the pained look on his face.

Yes Atobe seemed sad when we were in his bedroom. Sometimes he even exited the room and came back later with red and puffy eyes. Said it was because of the dust but I knew he had been weeping because his parents wouldn't be home to eat with him.

So after a few months we really improved our dancing skills. Himura-sensei was proud of us and even decided to find two girls. I thought Atobe would be happy to get rid of me but he wasn't. He told our teacher that he wanted to go on dancing with me. So we went on dancing together. I have to admit that it didn't bother me at all. In fact I was relieved. He had become an important part of my life.

The day I decided to take tango lessons happened to be the best day of my life. I got a new friend. A true friend. Someone would help me in the future with my divorce, make sure that the horrible woman I was to marry because of that arranged wedding wouldn't get anything from me…

A/N : Short. Computer problems are back… I wanted to make some tango pair fic with some steamy scenes but my writing fairy was against it. I'll try to convince her… Next short story : we will make fun of Sanada…