A/N: Hey so sorry it took so long for me to update guys! I hadn't even noticed how long it had been since I updated! I'll try and make this update as long as possible for you

.:Chapter 10:.

"No, no. Left foot, Keira. Left foot. You must let me lead you." Pablo said in exasperation.

Keira sighed. "Right, right. Sorry. Okay let's try again."

For the umpeenth time that day, Keira crushed Pablo's toes and made him wince. "Are you sure your parents were dancers?" He asked with a frown.

Keira folded her arms. "They never taught me! Sorry I just can't get it…" She said miserably.

Pablo sighed. "We need to do something that will help you understand the rhythm…when you know the rhythm…the steps come easily." He said, thinking. Keira remembered something her father had told her about long ago. Keira's mother had given up on the dancing when she had come back to Cuba to marry Javier, but Javier had always told Keira about the thrill of dancing. She remembered one night when her father had been telling her stories…

"Papa how did Mama learn to dance?" A young Keira asked her father.

Javier smiled dreamily to himself and stroked the eight year-old's hair. "Well Keira. Your grandparents—you never met them—were dancers when Mama was younger. When they moved down here during the Revolution, I taught your Mama a little extra to add to her dancing skills."

Keira smiled brightly. "Tell me about when you met up with Mama again that's my favorite story."

Javier laughed. "It's my favorite too. Well your Mama, because she was American, had to move back to America when the Revolution was over. I was sad to see her go, but I could not leave your Grandmama with so many children and the house to look after so I had to stay.

"About a year after your mother had left, Cuba had straightened itself out for the most part. The committee who had organized the competition Mama and I had been in said we were the best even if we hadn't finished our dance so they gave us half of the prize money, which was enough for me to hire a housekeeper. As soon as I did this, I used my free plane ticket to fly to America. I spent three months looking for Mama.

"When I found what town she was in, I went there to find she had gone to school. But Mama's parents were happy to hear that I had gone all that way to see Mama so they let me stay at the house until Mama came home to visit. You should have seen her beautiful face when she saw me, Keira. I had forgotten how beautiful she was…

"I asked Mama to marry me and so she came back to Cuba. When she married me, she became partly a Cuban citizen. Well…in a sense…so if anyone asks you, yes Mama is Cuban." He said.

Keira smiled brightly at her father. "It's so wonderful…you really love Mama huh?"

Javier nodded and pulled Keira into a hug. "As much as I love you."

"Keira? Keira? Hello?"

Keira sort of snapped back to the present and looked at Pablo, who was looking at her with concern. "Are you alright? You…drifted…" He said with lack of a better word.

Keira nodded. "Yeah, sorry. I was just thinking about my father." She said quietly, wiping away a stray tear from her cheek. She had an idea. "Hey…I have an idea on how you can help me move better."

She walked over to the cd player and popped out the classical Latin music. Pablo walked over, curious. "What?" He asked.

Keira glanced back at him with a small smile. She popped in some more modern Spanish music, which was much faster and much more lively. "Show me to dance like you danced in La Rosa Negra." She said simply.

Pablo went red. "You are sure?"

Keira nodded. "I need to move before I can dance." She said with a small smile. The music started and Keira could see Pablo had lost himself in the music and just danced with her, keeping his hands on her hips and no where else and moved her hips to the music.

Keira felt so free dancing this way, dancing with Pablo. She could feel herself moving with the music now, with Pablo's guidance. She could feel every beat of the music and a flick of her hips while she started to move herself.

Keira saw her mother walking up the path to Pablo's house again and sighed quietly. It had been a week and she hadn't given up trying to get into the house and get Keira back to America. Keira had been hoping that when her mother saw Cuba again, she would want to stay, but she was determined to lose the part of her she had always loved, Javier and Havana.

She and Pablo had been making much better progress with dancing. Now that Keira understood the beats, she could feel the steps to their routine much better. Just dancing with Pablo made Keira think of her mother dancing with her father. From what her father had always told her, it was exactly what she was feeling, which scared her. She had never really truly liked a boy for real, and she felt like she was starting to have feelings for Pablo. If her mother knew, she would blow a fuse. Who knew….maybe it would pass…

Katey knocked on the door and Pablo looked at Keira's look of frustration and went to answer it, his shirt open in the front to let in some air on the particularly hot day. Katey didn't like to see that. "Where's Keira?" She demanded.

Pablo frowned slightly. "Keira is out with Elise. They are shopping for a dress for Keira." He said. In truth, Keira had already gotten the dress and it was hanging up in Elise's room so Pablo wouldn't see it. They wanted to surprise him with her Cuban dress. It was traditional and only for the competition they were entering. But Keira had another one Pablo had already seen for the small competition in La Rosa Negra that was also very beautiful.

Keira had suggested enrolling them in La Rosa Negra's competition because she felt they were very good. She had heard the tales of the last King and Queen of La Rosa Negra and wanted to show that they were better, that there would be a new King and Queen of La Rosa Negra.

A/N: Okay again sorry for taking so long my summer wasn't as free as I had hoped it would be. But anyway I have big plans for this story so bear with me, the exciting parts will come soon. My genious mind, when I was bored, came up with something good. Thanks again for all of the reviews keep them up!