The show started and I twisted my body slowly off of the floor as seductively as I could then at the last minute possible I popped my body into position and I could feel the drums begin and my body continued to pop as it hit the climax of each move. Unlike the other girls my moves flowed together and were just accented at the last moment keeping all eyes on me. They were waiting for me to pop.

I smiled then instep of popping with the rest of the girls I dropped my jaw and winked at the
Prince then slowed my hips down so they rolled back then whipped around and caught up with the rest of the dancers.

I could feel my trainer tense then relax realizing that I was working the crowd. The time came when the other dancers continued to pop and at the same time lower their bodies back down except for three girls me in the center popping even harder and adding a thrust to our hips. The moves became faster and gradually our arms flew out and then our legs with each pop.

The music got louder and a bell rang with each pop and every once and a while a pop would be missed and instead the other girls would move further behind me and start their own seductive dance together. Most eyes would usually travel behind the main dancer. What guy wouldn't want to watch them make out as their limbs flew out behind the main dancer who was just a piece of work blocking the view.

This time my hands went closer to my body and my gold skirt slipped down to the edge of my hips as the pop sounded. My chest bounced out causing the heavy fabric to follow exaggerating my back and how much it arched. My legs spread with time and my hips appeared larger. I made love to each person watching but only one received my small winks and constant suggestive glances and I could see him sweat as a result.

Then the music slowed and I felt the air change I was supposed to back up then sink but I could feel the other girls moving forward towards me clearly trying to make me fall over them ruining the show. The next pop sounded and I forcefully planted my right foot forwards then rocked my left foot forwards over my head flipping my body through the air. I landed swiftly behind the other girls who were caught at a moment where their tempo was off. To keep from the show being ruined I ended with the last pop by pulling their hair back baring their necks then gliding my hips in a slow circle as I sank behind them. When I released their hair their bodies slumped forwards. It was the best show yet. The other girls moved forwards as a new song started and began to move through the crowd eyes on them now. My instructor pulled me to the side as I tried to get closer to my prince. She held the other two dancers by the hair like I did moments ago.

"You two nearly ruined the show if Katara here wasn't a quick thinker she would have backed up onto you to making me a laughing stock! But thanks to her every man in here has been visibly pleased. You two are to work that area instead tonight." She pushed them in the direction of the lower soldiers then pushed me towards my prince and consequently the fire lord.

"You shall work that area." She giggled as if she just gave me the best present. I felt it was a double edged sword. I shock off the thoughts of the fire lord as I sprung my body towards Prince Zuko. Just as I 

came within arm's reach of him he grabbed my wrist. I could feel my wrist bruising but I ignored the hot pain and let him pull me into his lap. The fire lord looked directly at me.

"You defiantly stole the show. What's your name my girl?" His voice was full of lust. I glanced at Zuko's reassuring gaze then answered, "Katara, My lord." The fire lord laughed at my discomfort then pulled me out of Zuko's lap and on to his. I yelped in surprise but he held me down and also flicked his fingers to keep his son from objecting.

"My girl I plan on making you a royal dancer, consider yourself very honored, most water benders meet our blades not our guns." He laughed again as I struggled in his grasp.

"So you must be the dancer that occupied my son's room last night." His eyes shifted between us and I could see Zuko confirm it, "Tell me son does she scream?" My eyes widened and I saw Zuko glance down then look up. His eyes changed to their old cold amber and he laughed. His father joined in the laughing, "I wouldn't really know, she likes it with her face in the pillow."

I my eyes threw daggers at the Prince. The fire lord stopped laughing and gripped my chin a little too tightly and turned my face towards his, "You do? I find it much more pleasing to hear them scream." His other hand wrapped itself in my hair and yanked my head back baring my neck to him and his slimy lips sucked on my skin. I closed my eyes and a scowl planted itself on my lips.

"My lord we need her for the next dance may I steal her?" My instructor's voice made my eyes snap open and I began to pull myself out of the fire lords grasp before he even began to release me. "What's the hurry girl?" I flipped my body around and bowed, "I only wish to dance for you, and I can't very well dance in your lap in front of everyone, my lord." I sent him a suggestive wink then turned and made my way to the front of the dance floor swaying my hips with the beat, more out of habit.

Anger filled my footsteps and I stomped instead of glided. This next song was supposed to be softer but when the drummer saw my anger he started to follow my lead and pound a little harder on the base. Other base instruments did the same and the melody was only heard in the background. The dance began.

The other girls stuck to the old routine, but I moved with my legs kicking in the air and my feet pounding with the beat around other dancers making some of them stubble when I moved out of faze throughout the whole stage instead of staying in front. I made my way back up towards the front from the very back and saw the other two girls turn and glare at me and this time I let them trip me when my belly slammed to the ground I flipped my legs up like a front flip and ended with the splits. The other girls continued with one last sway of the hips and a fan of their leg before they ended. I spent the last few moments glaring at the audience.

They liked it even more. I wanted to hurt each one of them. I wanted to hurt myself. But I danced.

Author note:



What do you guys think of the darker side of I dance. The fluff then the angst! What else now? I would love ideas for how to continue! What do you guys wanna read?