Hello dear everyone :3
I'm back with a new Taiora fanfic, following the spark of inspiration. If you're following my 'About universe': don't worry, I'll still update the one-shots and drabbles. But this story just came to me and I simply had to write it!
Once again, it revolves around dancing (imagine salsa, latin, latin house, reggeaton...). And for now I'll be calling this a 'prologue', because I might be making this a short multi-chapter... But I'm not sure yet. So stick around to find out ;)
Also: this is eventual Taiora, so it's not established yet. And believe it or not, there's established Sorato in this one-shot/prologue... I came a long way haha..!
Happy readings!
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Prologue
With summer approaching the school's annual summer dance night was here. The floor was filled with students dancing. In groups, in duo's, girls together, boys together or mixed. The floor was surrounded by long tables and seats for everyone who needed a rest or simply didn't feel like dancing. It was the place where Taichi found himself standing, but not because he needed rest or didn't felt like dancing. Spotting someone familiar leaning against the tables too, he excused himself from his friends and made his way to her.
"Hey, why the sad face? What's the matter?"
"I'm not sad…" Came the response from the redheaded girl. Her eyes directed away from her, arms folded across her chest. As her best friend, Taichi immediately knew something was bothering Sora.
"Oh come one Takenouchi, you look like your mom made you do Ikebana against your will."
"Yes exactly."
"That's what happened?" Taichi asked out loud, surprised he had it right the first time guessing.
"No…" Sora said in return, "that would make me feel frustrated… Taichi, I'm not sad. I'm frustrated." Her eyes shifted to his, a sigh escaping her lips. Taichi laughed seeing her like that, his head radiply shaking no.
"How could you be frustrated on a night like this?" His gaze moved from her to the dancing crowd, one hand pointing to the dance floor for her eyes to follow. "Everybody's happy and dancing!"
However Sora's eyes never followed and were instead still glued to him. He looked back at her, her arms still crossed, but her stance now more sassy. "You're not dancing." Sora teased.
"True, because I'm here talking to you." Taichi fired back. "But you aren't dancing either… What, is Yamato not the dancer you expected him to be?"
With that Sora quickly fell back into annoyance, leaning against the table a little bit slumped away. Her eyes were back at scanning the ground, her teeth biting her bottom lip. To Taichi it looked like he had hit a nerve by asking Sora about her boyfriend's dancing skills. Or better said, his lack of dancing skills.
"Sora?"
"…"
Failed to get an answer out of her or catching her eyes with his own, he threw a look at Yamato who was standing a little further away with some classmates. Stiffly moving, while the music absolutely asked for a more looser kind of dancing. Taichi sighed to himself, diverting his attention back to Sora.
"Okay, I see, you are frustrated because of Yamato… I know the guy can move when he's on stage or the music is slow..."
"… But he's not a dancer when it comes to this upbeat kind of music. I know." Sora interrupted him finishing his thoughts and sentence. "Though I had kind of hoped he would be a little bit better at this. Or at least try to get better. He's so sulky tonight."
"He can't be that bad, can he?" He knew it was a little lie, knowing this wasn't Yamato's music or dancing, to try to lift her mood and simultaneously defend the blonde.
Sora gave Taichi a low chuckle in response. "Can you say someone is good at dancing like that on this music when he stepped on your foot and almost made you trip at least ten times in only three minutes?"
Taichi had to hold a chuckle himself, his lips unable to hide a grin. "I… er…"
"No. Don't think so." Sora filled in Taichi's stammering. "Damn it, Taichi, we even followed a few classes and he still can't do it right— What?"
In the meantime Taichi had made his way to stand in front of Sora, one hand extended to her for her to take. He knew she wanted to dance and if Yamato couldn't give that to her, maybe Taichi could. "Take my hand."
"Why?" Her face looked like she couldn't believe him, an eyebrow raised, her head drawn back a tad. "Because you 'can' dance?"
Taichi couldn't help but to laugh at her insult, once again shaking his head. "Don't you even dare to underestimate my dancing skills. Come on, Sora! Sway with me, really, I'm not that bad. No stepping on your toes, I'll promise..!" He said, extending his hand even more so she couldn't reject a dance with him. Slowly her arms finally unfolded, her body not leaning against the table anymore, her feet making one step towards him to cautiously place her right hand in his left.
"… Fine."
One pull for Taichi was enough to get her body close to his, her face immediately heating up. Catching her other hand with his free hand, he dragged Sora to the dancefloor before he made his first dance steps. Stepping forward with his left foot, making her step backwards with her right. With his hands guiding her into stepping forward with her left while stepping backward with his own right. Introducing her to the rhythm and beat of the music first, get her familiar with the swaying sounds. Eventually leading her to make steps to left and right as well as back and front, switching every now and then.
Taichi was surprised seeing Sora following so easily. Getting a little bold, he made her spin before catching her in his arms again. A little closer than before. His left hand now holding her right but their underarms touching as well. His right arm scooped under her left, his right hand gently placed on her back somewhere between her waist and shoulder blade.
The music made his hips loosening up more, his feet speeding up as well, his arms guiding and leading Sora with him. Their chests so close that their noses almost touched. Her cheeks red, the corners of her mouth curled up into a smile, lips slightly parted to breathe. Taichi felt her hips move along with his, totally in sync, signaling him she was now loosened up too. He laughed to himself, enjoying this close and intimate moment with Sora while she wasn't one for this kind of closeness in public. Making a little show out if it, he made her make some more spins ending in a dip to the side before closing the not existing gap between them even more by placing one leg between hers. His hips making her hips move, making little steps, their cheeks against each other's, hearing each other breathe. Feeling each other's heartbeat through their chests, fast but steady, pounding as one.
"Impressed?" Taichi asked in Sora's ear.
"Where'd you learn to dance like that?" Her flustered voice tickled in his ear before she drew her head back a little to look him in the eye, creating more space between them. Her hands moving to his shoulders as they still swayed to the music together.
"Eh." Taichi shrugged his shoulders to tease her a little. His own hands now placed on her waist respecting the created space between them.
One of her hands slapped him on his shrugging shoulder. "Taichi!"
"Fine, fine," he laughed already caving in, "Hikari dragged me to a workshop with her when Takeru wasn't available."
"Just one workshop?!" Sora's eyes grew bigger in disbelieve.
"Sor, you're killing the magic." Taichi waved away. Though he couldn't resist Sora's bright and genuine smiling.
"But I'm curious! And in awe…"
"It's just… I had fun that workshop, so Hikari and I signed up for a short course." Taichi scanned her face, still in a state of awe, disbelieve, surprise and happiness. He smirked back at here. "There I learned how to lead in freestyle. Still in awe?"
She nodded heavily, the wide smile on her face only growing bigger. "Absolutely yes. I'm already jealous of your future life partner. We're actually talking while we're still dancing!"
That implication made Taichi actually blush. A future life partner… he would love to have a partner like Sora who could dance with him like that. Or maybe for Sora- he stopped his thoughts before they would go too far and quickly changed his facial expression to hide his blush. "You really think that low of me huh?"
"No!" Came Sora's immediate response. "You just never struck me as the dancing type. It's a welcoming surprise. And it's…" She stopped herself, a new blush creeping in as she shifted her gaze away from his. "Ah never mind."
"It's what Sora? Don't look away so shy all of the sudden, spill it!"
"I-I think it's…," with the blush on her cheeks intensifying she stammered, "… kind of… sexy…?"
Taichi couldn't hide another smirk, his cheeks mimicking hers with a blush of his own. "Is Sora Takenouchi calling me sexy? Wow, I had never thought I would actually hear that out of your mouth." He said taking advantage of the moment, bobbing his eyebrows at her, making her blush turn into a deep red, her lips pouting a little.
"I was calling the dancing sexy. Not you."
"Sure. But I'm still taking the compliment." In a swift motion he took both of her hands leading her into another single spin. One of his hand sliding down from her upper to her lower back, his other hand still holding hers, making her bend her back into one last dip, he bending over her with a respectable distant between their upper bodies, but their legs intertwined and hips quite close.
"I think it's working though…" He could hear her say as he placed her back standing straight. Taichi looked passed taking a step back. The lopsided grin marking his expression.
"You have some nerve to use me to make your boyfriend jealous."
"As if you mind."
"Heh." He let out a small chuckle, because even though he didn't like admitting it at first she was right. "I'll gladly let you use me." He looked at her as she straightened her clothes.
"That's what I thought." Placing one hand on one cheek and reaching up to plant a peck on his other cheek Sora winked, before she spoke in her most sultry voice. "Thank you, Taichi." Making him shiver a little.
"You're welcome." He quickly recovered, his hands moving by themselves to her hair to style it to its original coupe the best he could. After helping her, Taichi gave her a small kiss on her forehead to return the peck she gave him, then turning her around so she could face Yamato.
It felt a little like all those Christmases ago, when he pushed her in the blonde's direction for her to start dating Yamato. Back then it was the right thing and tonight wouldn't be any different. Sora was Yamato's, and Taichi just her friend. And that was right. So he lightly, and with unwanted doubt, pushed her in his direction tonight as well. Catching a glimpse of his unwanted doubt in her eyes as she turned around to look at him one more time.
"Go teach that boyfriend of yours how to properly dance."
[UPDATE 06/29/2021]: Thanks to the review of Sweet Cari I changed the 'learn' in the last sentence to 'teach'. My head was too tired to spot that typo yesterday. Please, if you find anything odd, message me!