A LETTER TO YOU DE CODE MASTER
Dear De Code Master,
You had asked me two questions:
Do you take ballet?
And where in the world do you get all the terms and definitions?
Yes I do take Ballet, I am not a Ballerina though.
Terms and definitions…well a Dancer needs to memories many terms and definitions, I also had a little help from a book in my room.
Sorry it took me so long to update. I don't own Naruto.
Its been two weeks now form the concert and Itachi ignores my presence and refuses to work with me. But that ok, I got a new partner in the class now, Sasori. Sasori doesn't say mush either but when he does say something it usually intelligent.
"Itsuko do you think you could do this?" Sasori looked at me. I shook my head. Who does he think I am some second rate dancer who can't lift her legs?
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it to sound like an insult. To be honest, I don't think I could support you weight." Oh now he though I was fat.
"Once again not like that Itsuko, I my self don't think I could lift you. I don't have the muscle strength in one arm so its rather hard.
I found out that Sasori lost his left arm in a car accident. He has one of those mechanical ones, but you can't strain it to hard.
"I'm sure we could skip that step or do something else in stead." I didn't care as long as I got to perform. Speaking of performing I had recently learned that my grades were suffering, and the my friend, Shizuro had join our class because she excelled to here.
"Don't cheat now Itsuko." she said behind us.
"I'm not, I just have to make slight adjustments for my partner, nothing big.' Sasori nodded. Well Shizuro got Itachi as a partner, they seemed to be working fine, by working fine I mean Shizuro is doing everything Itachi is telling her to do.
Balance with a slight ballon, into a Ă la quatrieme devant and then a Changement de pieds and then a Failli. Well this wasn't such a bad combo, minus the fact that I nearly got ran over by Shizuro trying to do a balance with a slight ballon.
"You nearly ran me over Shizuro." I said when I finally reached her.
"Sorry, I'm trying to figure out the steps."
"let me show you."
Classes were like that for the next few months. Then we had another recital coming up. This time we would be performing for the royal family. His daughter apparently got into ballet and wanted to see some dancers and the palace.
So we all worked hard with our partners to get pieces of ballets memorized for her majesty.
Just a small fill in chapter. But things would happen in the next, I promise you that. Leave a message in the review if you want to have something specific happen or you can e-mail me which ever you want.