Ok, before I start, I would like to say... I have no idea how to write dance scenes... but I'll try T.T

Oh, and thanks for the reviews.

Oh right, I've been forgetting about this disclaimer: I don'town Naruto or whatever. This applies to all of my Naruto-based chapters

Credits to the Black Eyed Peas for their song Dirty Dancing I'm going to be using...


Sakura approached Sasuke at the bar. He looked up, "So?"

"Yeah fine, I'll dance with you,"Sakura grumbled.

"Excellent, we'll have to go and change my application form," Sasuke said cheerfully, swishing down a glass of bubbly champagne. He dragged her towards the pile of application forms.

"I hate peer pressure," Sakura glared at her friends who were giggling in a corner.

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Sakura swigged down a disgusting fruity martini. Her turn to dance in the couples competition was starting soon.

Urgh, next time, I am NEVER EVER giving in to peer pressure again. It totally SUCKS.

Sasuke on the other hand was quite cheerful. I suppose the prospect of not being castrated is a happy and joyous moment for a guy. But I wouldn't know, I'm not a guy. Not yet anyway. Hehe.

"Couple #8. Uchiha Sasuke and Haruno Sakura!" a voice called over the loudspeaker. "Please step up to the dance floor and begin!"

Sakura finished her martini in one last gulp and followed Sasuke dismally onto the dance floor. A loud R'n'B beat began and a smooth voicestreamed over the surround sound system. As Sakura and Sasuke stood together on the dance floor, Sakura began to relax. The dance floor was her domain. She closed her eyes and relied on her other senses and let the music sweep her away.

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Muevele, muevele
Bailar, yo quiero baila lalalalalalala bailar,
Mueve las nalgas, shake your ass girl.

She began to swing her hair . His eyes wandered appreciatively over her.

A la musica, we'll be dancing, dancing, dancing a bit Havana.
And we gon shake it, shake it, shake it, don shake it.

They began to move towards each other in perfectly sychronized steps.

Hips start shakin' and movin' all around

Get them hips shakin' around.

Her hips swung as he carressed her skin with a gentle brush of his fingers.

I like to dirty dance, I like to do my thang,
So mami get a little loose and make your hips swing.
Its like were making
Love when I am dancing with you,

His lips brushed past her neck, his hands roamed around the air around her back and hips.

Its like you climax mami when I dip you (AH)
So lets just dirty dance, yeah lets salsa,

She arched into him, letting out a breathy sigh.

Lets do that on the floor and make it hot now (HA)
And mami move your culo to the Conga,
Sweat dripping down your body is how i want ya.

He stood behind her, moving his body to match his. Heat radiated from their bodies, a still yet vibrant aura hung around them.

And muy caliente is how you makin' me (HA),
To paradise mami is where you taking me.

This time he was the one to fling his head back in ecstasy.

And all we really doing is moving our feet,
Dancing really close and creating some body heat.

He pulled her hands behind her and she wrapped them around his slim waist.

But I remain elegant, you say elegante,
That is is so irrelevant so lets kep on dancing, cause look
I speak english and you speak spanish,
And music is the only thing that we be understanding.

She spun around, her hair swishing with her body in a streak of fragant pink.

I just wanna be dancing...dirty, dirty,dirty dancing.
Bailar, yo quiero baila lalalalalalala bailar,
Mueve las nalgas, shake your ass girl.
A la musica, we'll be dancing, dancing, dancing a bit Havana.
And we gon shake it, shake it, shake it, don shake it.

She pulled her body away from him, moving sensually.

Hips start shakin' and movin' all around

Get the hips shakin' around.

Lets dirty dance right here on the floor girl,
Lets do our thang, lets give them a show girl
(But I don't know, don't think they're ready for this,
Lets give it to them,I hope they're ready for this).

He followed her, arms swinging, muscles rippling beneath his tight black shirt.

You put your hands on my hips, I put my hand on your hip,
Baby I'll follow your lead, check it goes like this.

Her hands reached out and grasped his waist, pushing him away from her. His hands tugged her forward, his hands gently holding her hips.

Fast beat
Baby just follow the motion,

He spun her across the dance floor.

Dancing a sexual motion,
Moving with so much emotion.
We gettin' dirty now.

She spun to a stop, exotic hair swinging over her face.

Its how we dance,
Its how we dance,
Its how we dance,
Its how we dance,
Its how we dance,
Its how we dance,

She danced up and down against his body.

Me and my girl dance with so much passion,
It looks like we having sex but we just dancing,
Dirty sex dancing with our clothes on,
If you are offended blood we mean no harm.

Suddenly a blonde girl rushes to the side of the dance floor.

"Sakura!" she calls. "It's 3 am! We have to get back to the dorms NOW!"

That's how we dance,
That's how we dance,
That's how we dance,
That's how we dance!

Their heads fling to opposite sides at the last beat. She notices her friend shrieking at her from the sidelines.

Yea yea just dirty dancing, lets go just dirty dancing,
Its sexual just dancing (yeah), its dirty dirty dirty dancing.

She hears her friend's voice, urgent worry plastering itself over her face as her friend's words register.

Bailar, yo quiero baila lalalalalalala bailar,
Mueve las nalgas, shake your ass girl.
A la musica, we'll be dancing, dancing, dancing a bit Havana.
Shake it, shake it, shake it, don shake it

He is oblivious, lost in the dance and the girl's sensuality.

Oh...Movin' all around. Oh...Movin' all around.

Hips start shakin' and movin' all around

Get the hips shakin' around.

He grabs her for a final move to close the dance. She knows she has to leave the club now to get back to her dorms in time.

Bailar, yo quiero baila lalalalalalala bailar,
Mueve las nalgas, shake your ass girl.

She pushes him away. He falls backwards, shocked at the sudden push. Only reflexes and instinct can save him now.

A la musica, we'll be dancing, dancing, dancing a bit Havana.

He somehow manages to balance his body, his knees bent backwards at a right angle. He reminds the spectators of a Matrix advertisement.

Shake it, shake it, shake it, don shake it.

She rushes off the dance floor. Trips. Floor rushing towards her. At the last moment her hands reach out and she performs a cartwheel and then a soumersault over the people clustered around the dance floor. She breathes out a sigh of relief as she miracuously saved herself from a nasty fall and had managed to get a good start of getting back home in time. The audience sighs in unison. They are full of awe. They are totally mystified at this couple's deep sensual dancing and the dramatic ending.

I just wanna be dancing...dirty, dirty, dirty dancing.

The music trails off and the DJ collapses in his seat.


Sasuke straightened back up as the music finished. He looked around but the girl was gone already. The entire club was silent then suddenly burst into loud applause. He ignored them, eyeschecking each dark corner for the mystery girl. All he found was a disgusted Monique standing by the dance floor. Her hands were clapping slowly in a sarcastic fashion.

She strode up to him and whispered into his ear, "How dare you dance like that with another girl! How dare you look at her that way!"

He was confused, "But you told me to find another dance partner!"

She was seething as she realised she was too angry to think of a decent combat. Suddenly she raised a stiletto-clad foot and Sasuke was scared that she realised the power of her shoes and was going to use it on him. Luckily he didn't have to find out as Kakashi dashed in between them, his arms encircling their shoulders.

"And the winners, Couple #8, Haruno Sakura and Uchiha Sasuke!" Kakashi announced to the eager crowd.

Sasuke tried to pull away. He was intrigued about the mystery girl. But before he could try to check the bar for her, Kakashi dragged him away to congratulate him and get some photos of him and Monique for the press.

Haruno Sakura... I'll find you and we'll dance again.


Okies, I hope you enjoyed that. I didn't think it was too bad but I really have no experience whatsoever in writing action scenes whether it be a dance scene or a murder scene. -shudder-

Be kind T.T