Danceshipping (Kujaku Mai/Mazaki Anzu)
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"You look good."
Anzu smiled in the middle of her spin, coming to a stop with her arms outstretched for both balance and flair. She held the motion as the tones of her music faded out. The silence was quickly taken over by Mai's soft claps, though.
"Seriously," she said, standing up from the bench. "You're a shoo-in for the audition."
"Ah, thanks, Mai-san," Anzu said, blushing a little.
Mai walked over with a small towel, tossing it to Anzu. Anzu caught it with a smile of thanks. She wiped the sweat off of her brow with a sigh, then pulled the towel around her neck.
"I really hope all the work is paying off," she said. "Was there anything you noticed this time that I could have fixed?"
Mai hummed softly, rubbing her chin.
"That last set, you didn't push as far as you could have with the jump," she said. "Don't choke on it. Don't be scared of it; you will land safely."
Anzu nodded as she thought about it, filing the information away for later. She'd make sure to focus on that the next time she practiced—a few days yet til the dance audition, after all.
"Thanks for helping me out with this, Mai-san," Anzu said.
"Of course, darling," Mai said, laughing as she draped her arm around Anzu. "We girls need some time for us sometimes, don't we?"
Anzu blushed a bit as Mai pecked her once on the cheek, then she laughed, pushing her off.
"Stop it, I'm going to get you all stinky," she said, laughing. "I'm going to take a shower; meet at the same cafe as yesterday?"
"I'm buying today, no buts about it," Mai said, tapping Anzu on the forehead. "I'll see you there."
"Fine," Anzu said. She rolled her eyes, but she laughed as Mai smiled at her, a big flashing grin that sent the butterflies racing as Anzu trotted off to the shower. It really was nice having a girlfriend to hang out with.
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A/N: I'm gay trash okay i' h. Next is Cuteshipping (Shizuka x Rebecca).
