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Summery: Heck, no, I ain't rewrinting it! Go look in the first chapter, lazy!
"This is… sir… this is the wrong – "
Seto put a finger to his lips as the slightly moth-eaten curtain rose. Unable to get his message across, the bodyguard leaned back, ready at any moment to grab his boss and leave. He could lose his job over this mix up!
A spotlight struck the stage. Two young women dressed in shining purple leotards and huge tails of purple feathers stood side by side, shielding something with two oversized purple feathers. A sinuous melody wound through the audience, dragging even the eyes of the worried bodyguard to the stage.
The two women on stage start to dance, gyrating their hips provocatively. Their movement caused the feathers to ripple, though they did not reveal anything. The dancer on the left winked at the audience, and the two slid down into the splits. Their feathers lowered to reveal….
Elegance could feel the spotlight hit her skin, its heat caressing her uncovered back. She wished she could stay like this… just curled up on the stage until the show was over. But if she messed it up, she wouldn't get paid. She placed her palms on the floor and unbent her legs to sit in the splits. Her thighs screamed at her, but she gritted her teeth and ignored them, still looking down at the floor. Then, with a rustle of purple feathers, she was on her own.
… a woman whose back was bared to the spotlight. Her head was lowered; all Seto could see was her brown hair, twisted into a bun. Her back rippled sinuously, and on the edge of his line of vision he could see the other two dancers getting gracefully to their feet. The centre girl's long bare legs extended on either side of her, shimmering in the spotlight. The part of Seto that was analytical and cold remarked that she must have used some kind of body glitter. Seto, without really even thinking, took that part of him and shoved it as hard as he could deep into the recesses of his mind. The original two dancers waved their feathers up and down, over the centre girl's body and spun away off the stage. The centre girl was still for a moment, and then her back rippled and her long legs drew closed behind her. She lifted her upper body off the floor, and somersaulted forward, bringing her head up sharply at the end. Her big purple eyes were glittering fiercely over the top of her purple veil, and Seto felt his own blue ones drawn to them. They sparkled with a playful light, somehow tempered by something within that Seto couldn't quite place. This could only be… the main attraction… Elegance.
Elegance stared at the audience, hidden beneath the protective cover of darkness. Her mind went blank for one, heart-stopping moment, but then the music changed and she felt herself rise automatically. All those hours of practice had served their purpose. She stood, hands out to each side, fingers flexed dramatically, and paused, allowing the eyes of the audience to travel up her body to her face. She felt the soft material of the veil touch her face as she drew in a breath. The tempo of the music sped up, no longer the lazy, yet somehow striking tune it had been. She brought her hands together at her waist and pulled sharply downwards, freeing the long, see-through skirt and allowing it to drop to calf-length. Her foot began to tap impatiently on the floor to the rhythm of the music, eager to begin.
Seto watched, entranced, as Elegance launched into a fast-paced, extremely seductive dance. He felt a blush creep onto his face as she made a particularly sharp turn and swung her hips, so that her gauzy skirt flew up. Her hands met her thighs, and the blush deepened. He couldn't watch, yet couldn't look away. She was so… defiant. She didn't just dance, she flaunted her body as if to say, 'Look what I've got – and I'm proud to have it!' All eyes were glued to her spinning, gyrating form as it flew through the dance in a whirl of seductive perfection. He was hooked. He risked a glance at his bodyguard, scared to miss a moment of the performance, and saw that he was hooked too – they all were. Elegance had taken the entire club by storm. She stalked over to a pole and wrapped her leg around it, letting her body drop back until only her leg held her up. She lowered her leg to the ground next to the pole, and in one quick twist was right behind it, watching the crowd with knowing eyes. She began to, slowly, slide her body up and down the pole.
Seto stared. His cheeks were lightly flushed, getting worse every time Elegance moved. He was grateful for the darkness and for the long fringe that hid his embarrassment – and his wonder. This woman was making him… feel things. Things he'd never experienced before. He tore his eyes away from her sparkling beauty and felt a pang. 'It's a shame that a beautiful girl like her must be reduced to this,' he found himself thinking, and pushed the thought from his mind. He had to get out of here – the atmosphere was warping his mind. He would definitely be having a word with the restaurant owner who had given him the tickets to this place… but they hadn't needed tickets to get in. The bodyguard had just paid. 'That was have been what he was trying to tell me! We're in the wrongplace!' He began to rise to his feet, but then his eyes caught Elegance's amazing purple orbs and he was reeled in once more. She disengaged from the pole and began to dance again, moving faster and faster until her feet were nothing but a blur.
She twirled and leaped, twisted and kicked her legs high in the air, building the audience to an anticipatory crescendo. Nobody had even noticed that the music had abruptly switched off some time earlier – Elegance was their only concern. She ran, jumping every few runs in a stylised jazz-style position, to the back of the stage, and… stopped dead.
You could almost feel the tension in the air. Seto pushed his fringe aside, hoping for a better view.
Elegance raised her hands, ever so slowly, and then launched into a series of forward flips, landing perfectly on the very edge of the stage with both arms raised erect. The crowd broke into thunderous applause and wolf-whistles. Elegance smiled mysteriously and cartwheeled off the stage.
Ta-da! Heh heh... I blushed while writing this chapter!
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