~Summary~
"Hey", he grinned, gorgeous face looking down at her, the vastaya standing not even an arm's length away from her. "A beautiful girl like you, all alone here?" She snorted, eye rolling, lifting her arms to fold them in front of her with an annoyed look; but before she could do that, he just took her hands, twirling her skilfully one time, two times, pulling her close then expertly. "May I have this dance, my lady?"

Mainly Xayah/Rakan, but also pre Akali/Kayn

Hello dear readers :)

After I actually wanted to take some time to write some more few chapters about the Star Guardians, I ended up here with a K/DA oneshot which I wanted to work on for ages. Maybe someday I'll write more!
English isn't my first language (I'm still learning!), and I've never written a story set in modern times before, so please be patient with me :) Also, this is un-beta'd.

Please make sure to leave a comment if you like this story, or if there's anything you would criticize, love to add or just ... I don't know ... want to tell me something :D

Have fun!

That Wild In My Veins

"I'm a picture-perfect face, with that wild in my veins"

The voices of the four singers on the stage filled the whole club, blending in together perfectly with the background track of the song they sang. The loud melody reverberated off the walls, the floor vibrating with the heavy bass.

"You can hear it in my growl, growl, growl, growl"

The young women showed off not only their singing but also dancing talents, and the big crowd was freaking out over their signature song, singing with them in roaring manner. Countless bodies moved to the gripping rhythm, hands with smartphones in the air - either to film the whole event or to use it as a lighter-replacement with the flashlight on. When they eventually reached the rapper's part the people almost went berserk, the already loaded atmosphere nearly exploding with the strong, dominating voice of Akali who stepped forward, as well as the change of light. The club had been suddenly lit up with ultraviolet light, and as such the neon paint on not only the band's but also the fans' bodies finally showed off, and it really was a colourful spectacle to be seen.

In midst of the crowd two people danced to the flashy music, their bodies moving against each other in almost intimate matter, strong muscular arms encircling a slim waist. Their colourful hair mixed together in the rush of showing off; they were good, and they knew it. Kayn's long, blue hair glowed brightly in the UV-light, the additional light blue and violet adding to the awe-inspiring look he presented. His long legs were covered in low, wide trousers with countless fastenings and clips, his shirt being ... non-existent. Instead ornate neon paintings were scattered all over his bare skin, underlining his many muscles on his well-trained body.

Xayah in front of him had her long red-violet hair braided over her left shoulder, limiting the glowing make up to her face only - she had especially taken a liking to the streak on either side of her cheek, highlighting her cheek bones in a fashionable way she thought of maybe doing so more often. Her long, feathery ears were adorned with jewellery, small chains and rings that reflected the light. She wore an elegant, lacy bralette and a tight, high-waisted skirt that reached to her thighs, her clothes as well as her high heeled boots in her favourite colour: black.

"She's really good!", she shouted over the loud music, nevertheless doubting that her friend could hear her, but it looked like he didn't need to. The spark in her eyes and the lopsided grin on her bloody red lips spoke volumes, and the rather sceptical girl was quite caught up in the music the four singers produced with high spirits. Kayn nodded, returning the grin while still moving to the electric tunes, lifting his gaze to the stage to look at Akali. He was only here for her, wanting to hear her voice, to see her doing these raw, sexy moves. She was hot, her tight leather pants clinging to her constantly moving legs like second skin, and damn did her ass look good. She sure knew how to move, how to charge the very air not only with her voice but her curvy, lascivious body too. Kayn's yellow eyes followed her every move, completely entranced as if he'd been put under some kind of magical spell, and Xayah couldn't help but chuckle about this behaviour. "Sweet", she said, letting her own eyes roam over the people, taking in her surroundings.

They were in an underground hall, the walls built out of smooth, probably centuries old stone - the catacombs, transformed into an artsy club, perfect for concerts as such. Not only was the location beautiful in every aspect, the architects having made an marvellous job in mixing in so many modern elements yet keeping the traditional, almost ancient look, but the sound too was amazing.

When the crowd parted for a moment, the headlights washed over a slim, muscular body not far away from them. She furrowed her brows while inspecting his interesting choice of clothing, sure that it would look awful on anybody else - but on the stranger it looked surprisingly good, underlining his abs and adding a certain flowing touch to his long strides and elegant movement.

He was clad in wide grey trousers, more like joggers, but an additional layer of fabric in the same colour was draped over it, like a skirt opened at one side. Xayah couldn't really name his type of shirt, for it wasn't really a cardigan but looked more like a grey scarf that was wrapped loosely around his upper body, the bare skin under it a mess of intricate paintings glowing in the dark. He was big, probably as tall as Kayn, and his blond hair had a red streak in it, almost like her hair colour. He too had feathery ears like she had, and meeting someone of the same race was quite a surprise to be honest. The Lhothlan vastaya were a small folk, and to see someone with the same unusual traits as she had, especially here at a concert, was something she really didn't expect.

As if suspecting her quiet observation he turned his head exactly in her direction, still swaying to the music, and although she'd tried to quickly look away their eyes had met for a split second, deep blue orbs grazing golden ones.

"I'm gonna buy some drinks", she heard Kayn's voice from some distance, and already he had vanished in the mass of people. She took a moment to stare at the spot where her best friend had been only a second before, before turning back towards the stranger - and gasped, eyes wide. "Hey", he grinned, gorgeous face looking down at her, the vastaya standing not even an arm's length away from her. "A beautiful girl like you, all alone here?" She snorted, eye rolling, lifting her arms to fold them in front of her with an annoyed look; but before she could do that, he just took her hands, twirling her skilfully one time, two times, pulling her close then expertly. "May I have this dance, my lady?"

Xayah was flustered. She didn't know if he was overconscious and foolish or really just charming and provocative - somehow his confidence impressed her, and more so did his dancing skills. "If you insist to", she blurted out, quite unfriendly but he didn't seem to mind. Instead he flashed her a grin so wide that she almost blushed, the stranger appearing genuinely happy about her willing to dance with him – like a puppy that had gotten its favourite treat. "Of course I do, gorgeous", he answered with a wink and somehow her heart began to race – it had never done that before! But his words were just too alluring, and this sweet, goofy smile had probably already broken countless hearts.