TITLE: Hardcore Dancing

CHARACTERS: Tyler Black, Aisling Kinns

PAIRINGS: Tyler/Aisling friendship, implied Tyler/OC (Jennalee Conner), implied Jimmy/OC (Aisling), mentions Tyler/OC (Aisling) storyline and Jimmy/OC (Jennalee) storyline

NOTES: Jennalee and Aisling are introduced in Madame Reject's story 'All That I Need.' I suggest you read that right now. Also, Tyler is dating Aisling in storyline, Jennalee out. Jimmy is dating Jennalee in storyline, Aisling out. Any questions?

DISCLAIMER: Madame Reject owns Jennalee Conner. I own Aisling Kinns. Tyler Black and Jimmy Jacobs are property of ROH.

Aisling Kinns growled in frustration as she restarted the song on her iPod. She tried again to get the dancing down, but she found herself messing up before she even started. "God!" She ripped the headphones from her ears. "I can't fucking do this!"

"Can't do what?" A masculine voice asked from the doorway.

Aisling jumped in surprise and turned to see her best friend's boyfriend, Tyler Black. He was dressed casually in white workout shorts and a black and grey tee shirt.

"Fucking dance." Aisling mumbled, crossing her arms and sitting heavily on the bed. "Fucking hate life right now."

Tyler cocked his head to the side, raising a hand to adjust his black ponytail. "What do you mean you can't dance? I've seen you dance before."

Aisling rolled her eyes. "No, idiot, I mean hardcore dance. It's a fucking bitch. I just can't seem to pick it up!"

Tyler chuckled. He held out his hand and motioned for her iPod. "Lemme see what you're working with."

Aisling quirked a brow and set the shining black and red mp3 player in his large palm. "You hurt it, I kill you."

Tyler laughed again, pressing the button lightly. He stared at the illuminated screen for a moment and smirked. "That's your problem. Senses Fail's 'Choke on This' is not the type of song you dance to."

"What the fuck do you mean?"

"I mean…" Tyler sat next to her on the bed and flipped through her songs. "Maybe you should try something like…Lamb of God or As I Lay Dying."

Aisling shook her head in disgust. "But I hate those bands. Plus, I need to learn it to 'Over and Under' by Egypt Central anyway. That's my entrance theme."

Tyler shrugged, hitting the button to start her theme. He paused it and smiled. "I'll teach you, then."

Aisling looked up. "What?"

"I'll teach you." Tyler smiled. "Jimmy and Jennalee are filming some lovey-dovey shit for TV or whatever, so we both have time. You don't want them around to judge you when you start learning." He tapped the iPod screen. "You got speakers?"

Aisling shrugged, pointing to her bag. "I think they're in there."

Tyler hooked the strap with one foot and dragged it over. One hand dipped inside and extracted the portable speakers. He plugged the iPod in and set it on the nightstand. The brunette stood up, reaching a hand out to the smaller woman.

Aisling raised a brow, slapping his hand away. She stood by herself. "So, what the fuck do I do?"

Tyler sighed. "Okay, stand like you would before a fight." He switched on the music, smiling slightly as loud guitar filled the room. "Now, you punch your fists into the air, like this." He demonstrated.

"Like…this?" Aisling looked for approval as she mimicked him.

Tyler laughed. "Yeah, sort of. A little more power. Get a darker look on your face."

Aisling changed herself a bit, smiling. "Okay, so this?"

Tyler nodded. "Now you're getting it!"

He guided her through other dance steps that she might want to know, critiquing her here and there for different small mishaps. "Now, show me what you've got." He restarted her song.

Aisling dipped her head, letting burgundy hair cover her face. She punched her fists into the air in time with her music. Her hips swayed slightly with the song.

Tyler nodded, chuckling quietly. "Good, Ai. Now, show me one of those kicks. You've got such wicked kicks."

Aisling smiled, throwing her body into the air and doing a half-flip, one leg arching high over her head. She stumbled a bit with her landing, but managed to stay upright. "How…how was that?" She asked her teacher breathlessly.

Tyler paused the music once more. "That was good. Really good. You need to work on the landing and, shit, I didn't know you were doing a flip thing but that looked fucking sweet!"

Aisling blushed at the praise. She wasn't really used to praise. "Thanks, bro. You really helped me out today." She looked at the clock. "Shit! Jen and Jay Jay'll be back any minute! I've got to change!" The redhead smirked over her shoulder as she pulled out a new pair of jeans and a black tee shirt. "But, Ty, you really are great. Can't wait to see everyone's faces when I hardcore dance on my way to the ring."

Tyler punched Aisling's shoulder lightly. "Well, we match now. Since, you know, we're together in storyline anyway. Thanks for letting me teach you, though. That was really fun!"

Aisling smirked, ducking her face behind a curtain of hair. "Maybe me and you should bust out the moves at the club tonight?"

Tyler chuckled, patting her shoulder. "Okay, we'll see. Get changed though. I'm changing too." He pulled the fabric of his tee shirt from his body. "Hardcore dancing is a fucking workout!"

Aisling giggled as she entered the bathroom. "You're telling me!"