Connor twirled happily in time with the music, feeling his heart and body join with the music perfectly. He finally had his wish to dance, even if the instances weren't quite what he had hoped for. He had so many restrictions to his life for this hour a week but by heavenly father's name, it was worth every sacrifice. He finished with a pirouette and landed expertly, his fringe flipping into his eyes childishly as he grinned up at his teacher. She smiled and clapped eloquently before ruffling his hair lovingly.

"Connor darling you are constantly surprising me with your talent. I'll see you next week"

He skipped into the separate changing room and changed in record time. Normally he would fight to keep his dance stuff on but today was special. Today his best friend was staying over for a sleepover and he couldn't stop the happy squirming in his stomach. With a cheerful goodbye to his dance teacher, he barrelled from the studio right into the side of Steve Blade.

"Steve!"

"Connor!"

The young boys hugged each other tightly before letting go and perfectly executing their secret handshake. Connor had always been the odd one out at school. Not only was he a Mormon but he upped himself on the scale of weird kid by hating sport of any kind with a passion and spending every spare minute watching movies like dirty dancing or envisioning himself performing in a broadway musical. Steve had been the first and only male friend he had found but that was all he had needed. They'd been firm friends from the first day he'd defended him from bullies and there hadn't been any reasons for that to stop. The daydreams that Connor had about them just cemented their friendship further.

"Ready?"

"As always!"

As they did after Connor's dance practice and Steve's soccer practice every Wednesday, they walked home through the quiet streets. Most of the town knew the pair and visa versa so the boys parents were happy to let them walk the ten minutes to their homes. The day that Connor found out they lived next door to each other had been the best of his short life so far.

"I perfected the pirouette"

"And I actually scored a goal! We must be each other's lucky charms"

Connor looked up to his friends grin, an activity that he was used to as the shortest boy in class, and noticed Steve was looking back at him. Both boys laughed quietly, a small knot forming in their chests as they did so. The daydreams kicked in for Connor again- This exact spot they were in merged into a deserted island scene and Steve's hand was wrapped around his own. Their clothes tightened in some places and disappeared in others, causing the boys to inspect the other with renewed interest. Connor's eyes drifted lower as the 'dream' Steve reached his other hand to cup his jaw.

"You're gorgeous Connor. I couldn't imagine marrying anyone other than you"

The scene switched suddenly. They were sitting on a bed in a large room and the curtains were billowing majestically in the warm evening breeze. His honeymoon. A hand crept towards him and settled around his waist, pulling him across the bedspread slowly.

"I've waited my entire life for you" Steve whispered before pulling Connor into a fiery kiss, pulling the small boy onto his lap. He moved against the other searchingly-

Connor finally snapped from the daydream, the tightening in his chest intensifying as it spread to his crotch as well. This was becoming a regular occurrence and it was beginning to scare him a little. Little Mormon boys were meant to marry the Mormon girls who pranced around at the same sunday school as him but the only thing he noticed about they was the way that girls were built elegantly. He had yet to encounter a girl that couldn't dance, even if it was a little shyly. He never had these kind of thoughts about the short petite girl named Melissa that was always hanging around with Steve. In fact he resented her a little. Steve had dated loads of girls and Connor had felt the tightness relieve from his chest after he dumped his current obsession and he'd managed to convince himself that it was because he finally had his entire attention again.

"C'mon Con, I have a new game to show you" Steve spluttered out as he finally managed to pull his gaze away. His hand, which he had rested on Connor's shoulder unconsciously, rubbed once more longingly before plastering it back to his side.

Connor, admittedly still slightly dazzled from the extended thoughts about his close friend, fumbled for his front door and slid it into the lock.

"Connor hun, is that you?"

"Hi mum"

Connor's family sat around the dinner table and smiled up at him expectantly. They were used to the constant presence of Steve by this point and just waved for them both to join them for dinner.

"I wanted to go dancing!" Connor's younger sister Em pouted, pounding her little fist on the table.

"Honey Con-Con is older. Your classes aren't for a few days"

"But I want to go now" Em whined

Connor smiled as he went over and swung her from her seat. She pouted for a second more before breaking into fits of giggles.

"I'll dance with you tomorrow, I promise Emsie Em. Steve is here tonight"

Em's eyes widened and she squealed loudly. "Steeeeeeeve"

She wiggled relentlessly until Connor set her back onto the floor before launching herself at Steve. It was obvious to the entire family that she had a crush on him and Connor couldn't blame her

Steve grinned back at the girl as he caught her from mid air and sat them both back at the table, ever the advocate for calming Em down. He'd had enough of being glared at by Connor's parents when he'd been round previously. They were scary people to say the least. After calming her down, Connor's mother served the dinner that was always miraculously ready when they both turned up. It always amazed the boys that all parents seemed to have incredible timing.

They all continued a quiet chit chat throughout dinner and both boys finally managed to escape just before Em's nightly tantrum about dessert and the argument that always surrounded it.

"...greedy dogs which can not have enough, Isaiah 56:11! Emerette Mckinley, do you want to go straight into fiery damnation?"

Steve cringed slightly as he looked over at his friend, giving the boy a sympathetic look.

"If it helps I got off lightly" Connor explained brightly, looking down at his feet as he pushed his bedroom door open. Being Mormon, they were never going to get regular names but his was as close as he was going to get. No one would ever be able to spell it right though.

"But Emerette...?"

"Yeah there are some really bad versions out there, believe me. Names that never should be first names"

Steve shook his head in apparent amazement before remembering the main reason for their sleepover and scrambling for his backpack.

"I give to you, the best game ever! You're gunna love it Con" he muttered as he rummaged through his school bits before grinning triumphantly.

"Tah- Dah!"

Steve held the newly released Kingdom Hearts aloft with glee, immediately gauging his friends reaction to their nightly plans.

Connor grinned more for his best friend's enthusiasm than the game itself. Connor found himself studying his friend unabashedly as he began to set the game up. There was so much wrong with this situation but he couldn't help himself, it was getting worse now. He wiped his sweating hands on his school trousers quickly as Steve turned back around and handed a controller to him.

"C'mon I've been waiting years to play this with you!"

"Ste, you've only had the game a day"

"I don't care, it's always an eternity when I'm waiting for you!"

Steve seemed to realise the double entendre of his words as the startup scene began playing. His eyes drifted to his friends face and they locked eyes for the second time that day. By the time that Steve shook himself from the trance and looked back towards the television, his character was already waiting for him to begin playing.