AN: Three in a row, let's go for four.

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Sora couldn't sleep.

She turned this way and that, but no position made her comfy. She looked over at Leon in the dark, the faint moonlight letting her see a little. He was out like a log. The kitty between them was even sleeping better than she was for crying out loud.

"Ok," she muttered to herself, "workout time."

Sora slipped out of bed. Oreo slid down a little over to Sora's spot, but by the continued kitty snores she took it that the cat was still asleep. She fished out her ipod and headphones from her purse, lightly shaking her head.

She really envied the cat right now.

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It was barely 7 in the morning when Leon realized the thuds were coming from his living room.

He looked over to Sora, seeing Oreo curled up on Sora's pillow.

He peeled the covers off, being careful not to wake up the walking alarm clock. Silently, groggily, he shuffled over to the bedroom door and went out into the short hallway. He stayed in place as Sora rolled on the carpet and then firmly planted her feet, causing her hips to pop up and then arch her back until her head was near her feet.

Dear God.

She was killing him with the show, especially since she was doing this in a pair of boy shorts panties and one of his white tank tops. Yet, he wanted to watch more, no matter how much of a tease it was. She smoothly shifted her weight to her hands, her back still arched but her legs now shooting out and her toes touching the carpet as her legs were stretched out. He could hear her music and he grimaced at the fact that she was probably damaging her ears.

Loathed as he was to do it, he walked over.

"Sora."

She started upon feeling his hand along her leg. Promptly, she sat on the carpet and pulled her earbuds out. "Ah, you weren't supposed to see that."

He sat on the couch near her. "Aren't I going to see this at your competition?"

"Yeah," she slowly stated, a light pink staining her face, though he wasn't certain if that was from the workout or not. "But I've never really had people seen me perform like this."

"May has," his brow quirked up, "as well as everyone at the fitness place."

She turned off her music. "Yeah…but it's not the same."

"What's not the same?"

"Having them watch and then having, well, you watch…"

He tilted his head. Hadn't Yuri seen her dance? After all, she was already pole dancing at the fitness place long before he met her. So Yuri should have seen it. Unless…

"Am I the first boyfriend to know of your new performance style?"

When she ducked her head, he grinned.

"I, uh, never got around to telling Yuri," she sheepishly replied, "not that he was around enough to have seen it. And Ken -" she made a face, "well, I had halted my aerial silks to plan the wedding but then it didn't happen."

"…You were engaged with the reporter?"

Sora's eyes widened at the slip up. She was going to tell him sometime, but not like this or anytime soon. It was supposed to be in a nice atmosphere with dessert in his belly so he'd be relaxed and calm. Curse her lack of sleep…

"Err…Yeah. But it was years ago, really. I was only eighteen," she winced at the way that sounded, "but we got engaged when I was turning nineteen in like a month so it really wasn't that young of an age – not that we got engaged in a short amount of time. We practically grew up together and then bam! High school sweethearts and then engagement, but I didn't know his family had pressured him – not that they had to so I could get engaged - but I think it was for the best that we didn't. I wasn't about to share him with a stripper," she weakly joked, digging the hole even more for herself, "not that I still have feelings for him."

"Ah."

She fidgeted a little. He noted the bags under her eyes.

"Would you like some coffee?"

"Yeah, that'll be great."

When he went into the kitchen, she repeatedly face palmed.

"I think I need to shower first."

Leon paused in filling the coffee machine with water. "Alright. Food will be ready when you get out."

She stood there, watching him get some eggs out and a ton of veggies. She quickly walked over to him, leaned up to peck his cheek and then she walked back over to the bathroom.

He blinked as his cheek still tingled. Spontaneous, but he wasn't complaining.

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