~ It had all started with a forced and (not so) simple dance, where she had surprised him with her elegance. ~

D. - Dance

"I... can't dance."

"You'll be fine. Come on," she had said, grabbing his left arm and completely ignoring what he had said just a few seconds ago. "I'm looking for someone. I can't be on the dance floor alone."

She had had a point there... but why him?

It had all started with a forced and (not so) simple dance, where she had surprised him with her elegance and he had baffled her with the fact that he actually could dance. Squall could remember that evening like it was yesterday, instead of nearly two years ago.

Squall, however, hadn't been kidding when he had told her that he couldn't dance. He had never done it outside his training. Rinoa had been nice enough to lead him through it. Halfway, he had started to walk away, but the rather persistant young woman had almost immediately taken a hold of his hand, dragging him back to the hell of the dancefloor, where he had even managed to bump into another dancing couple.

Squall should've shrugged her off and walked away again right then and there, but he hadn't. Instead, he had done quite the opposite; he had given her another chance to prove him that it could actually work. Why? He still didn't know.

In the end, however, they had both enjoyed themselves (and that was what mattered the most, right?). Even Squall, who had seemed to have grasped most of the steps, did. He even made it look natural enough to make people think that he had danced this for the umpteenth time.

"Liar, you're a great dancer!" Rinoa had whispered in his ear when she had been close enough to do so.

He had replied with his trademark "Whatever," hoping that she hadn't noticed the growing blush on his cheeks.

She probably had, though.

And then the fireworks in the end... They made it all complete, despite the fact that Rinoa had left so suddenly, without at least telling him her name.

That had been the beginning of their fairytale.

Squall was sure of one thing. In the end, it had all been worth it. All the humiliation and torture, all the cold "Whatever"s thrown at her... because if he hadn't seen her that night, if she hadn't been brave enough to make her way over to him, and most importantly, if she hadn't thought that he was the most handsome guy there, then he wouldn't have had a sleeping Rinoa in his arms now.

A/N: I hope you like it. Happy holidays! Reviews are appreciated!