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Dance with Me

=Mr. Gold's P.O.V=

I glanced across the street as I locked the door to my shop and squinted slightly, I could just make out the outline of Ms. Star, the main lights of her store off, the lamp on her counter however was glowing dully. I glanced across the street before crossing over and looking through the window, there she was, stood with her back to the door, pricing gun in her hands as she stuck price tickets onto several books.

I moved round to the door pushing it open. "Good evening Ms. Star"

She turned towards me and smiled softly. "Evening Mr. Gold, what can I do for you tonight?"

"I was just wondering why you were working so late"

She smiled tiredly. "Don't feel like doing this in the morning" She stated shrugging lightly as she placed another ticket onto the cover of the book.

I turned pushing the door shut and moved over to the counter watching her for a moment. "I saw the Mayor come in a few hours ago, what did she want?"

Ms. Star looked up pausing her work for a moment thinking, eyes unfocused on the wall behind the counter before she shook her head lightly. "Henry took off, he's gone somewhere"

"Henry? Why did she come to you?"

The black haired woman shrugged lightly. "Must have thought I'd seen him since this morning I suppose," Her blazing emerald eyes rested on the sheet of paper filled with item numbers and prices next to the growing stack of books. "She's still pissed about my sassy back chat from the other day," She grinned softly. "I mean all I said was that if she took that pole from out her ass every once in a while maybe she wouldn't be such an uptight bitch"

I chuckled lightly. "I don't suppose she took that very well"

Ms. Star looked up innocently and smiled. "Of course not, started calling me ungrateful and numerous other words, you know, the usual things that happen when we have a spat with each other," She waved her hand dismissively. "It'll be over in a few days probably"

I leant heavily onto my cane relieving the aching in my leg for a moment before opening one of the books on the counter. "Can you play any of these?"

Ms. Star glanced over before nodding lightly. "Of course I can, I can play quite a few pieces I just don't like playing for others"

"Why not? You have such talent"

Her cheeks flushed crimson. "Thank you," She murmured before finally looking up. "I don't play because music is personal, at least to me it is"

Something she would have said. I shook my head lightly ridding the thoughts from my mind as I ran my eyes over some of the more elaborate pieces of music. "And what about your singing?"

Her cheeks flushed a darker shade of crimson. "I'm not that good"

"I beg to differ Ms. Star"

She looked away for a second before brushing back a few strands of hair. "You know, flattery will only get you so far"

I chuckled lightly. "Good to know dear"

She nodded lightly before smiling softly, body beginning to sway in time to the soft music flowing through the store.

=Ms. Star's P.O.V=

I smiled softly as Cryin' played thought the store, the song was truly an old favourite of mine. I glanced to Mr. Gold and wet my lips slightly placing the pricing gun down and rubbed at my eyes, I was tired and my head was beginning to ache again as well that vision, it had confused me at first and it still did but what eluded me was where the hell did it come from? It wasn't one of my memories, not that I remembered anyway.

"I don't suppose you would indulge me in a dance would you?"

I blinked rapid, my mind processing his request before nodding lightly. "Sure"

There was a time
When I was so broken hearted
Love wasn't much of a friend of mine
The tables have turned - yeah
'Cause me and them ways have parted
That kinda love was the killin' kind

I took Mr. Gold's hand and felt my cheeks flush as his hand slipped down to situated itself on my waist, I knew because of his bad leg he would need support not that it bothered me, in the beginning I'd seen Mr. Gold as everyone else saw him, someone to be feared, someone that had enough power and influence to make or break you in this town but slowly over the years I had come to see that was not the case, that he was actually, indeed, quite nice, if you showed him respect and were kind towards him he would reciprocate it and treat you the same.

All I want is someone I can't resist
I know - all I - need to know
By the way that I got kissed

I was Cryin' when I met you
Now I'm tryin' to forget you
Your love is sweet misery
I was Cryin' just to get you
Now I'm dyin' 'cause I let you
Do what you do down on me

I smiled lightly taking a small step closer as Mr. Gold moved his arm snaking it around my waist, his other hand loosening slightly around my other hand, the only light in the shop was the small reading lamp on the counter and the moonlight streaming through the windows leaving the pale yellow glow of the stained glass star dancing across the floor with us.

Now there's not even breathing room
Between pleasure and pain
Yeah you cry when we're makin' love
Must be one and the same

It's down on me
Yeah, I got to tell you one thing
It's been on my mind, girl I gotta say
We're partners in crime
You got that certain something
What you do to me takes my breath away

I shut my eyes letting the rhythm of the music flow through me as we swung gently in time to it and curled my arm around his neck keeping us both balanced and stable, our steps small as we moved in a small circle around the area in front of the counter, one of the only wide open spaces of the shop.

Now the word out on the street
Is the devil's in your kiss
If our love goes up in flames
It's a fire I can't resist

I was Cryin' when I met you
Now I'm tryin' to forget you
Your love is sweet misery
I was Cryin' just to get you
Now I'm dyin' 'cause I let you
Do what you do to me

The stained glass star above the door bathed us in a pale yellow light, I couldn't shake the thick heavy feeling of Déjà vu that that I'd done this before, not with Mr. Gold but with someone else, someone I couldn't remember.

I felt my cheeks flush hot and flicked open my eyes at the sudden contact before biting my lower lip seeing Mr. Gold with his eyes shut, a small genuine almost sad smile adorning his lips as we danced slowly with our foreheads resting against each others.

I almost jumped as he spoke; his words soft almost like a plea.

"Don't leave me," He murmured. "Everyone leaves me"

'Cause what you got inside
Ain't where your love should stay
Yeah, our love, sweet love, ain't love
'Til you give your heart away

I was Cryin' when I met you
Now I'm tryin' to forget you
Your love is sweet misery
I was Cryin' just to get you
Now I'm DYYYIIIIINNNN' to let you
Do what you do, what you do down on me
Baby, baby, baby

I thought over his request for a moment, it almost sound like a plea, a plea that came from the very bottom of his heart and soul, it almost made me wonder who else had left him because in the time I'd known him he'd never had anyone in his life, it had always just been him. "Leave you? Why would I leave you?" I murmured, voice breaking slightly.

"Because eventually everyone leaves me dear, in the end I am alone"

I pressed a light kiss to his cheek. "I'll never leave you," I murmured taking another step closer so our bodies were almost flush. "I promise I'll never leave you"

His eyes slowly opened, his hazel irises with minute flecks of gold through them bore back into my own before he moved his hand clutching mine and wound it through my hair tugging me closer, our lips collided, a spark racing through me igniting something that had been dormant for a long time.

I let my eyes slip shut and snaked my free arm around his neck as my brain began to work again as it finally realised I was indeed kissing Mr. Gold.

I was Cryin' when I met you
Now I'm tryin' to forget you
Your love is sweet misery
I was Cryin' when I met you
Now I'm dyin' 'cause I let you
Do what you do down to, down to, down to

I was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm tryin' to forget you
Your love is sweet misery

I jumped slightly as our lips parted and quickly hooked my arm under Mr. Gold's as his bad leg finally gave out. I smiled sheepishly and grabbed his cane from its spot leaning against the counter before handing it to him, my mind still firing at a million miles an hour as my heart raced in my chest.

"Forgive me dear I shouldn't have taken such liberties"

I shook my head lightly. "Don't apologize, I enjoyed it," I stated leaning into him and pressing another, gentler kiss to his lips. "And if you don't mind," I looked away before looking back at him. "I'd like to do it again"

He chuckled, a smile slipping to his lips as he nodded. "Of course we can"

I nodded grinning impishly. "What about dinner? Tomorrow night?"

"Dinner? Yes, that would be wonderful"

I nodded lightly. "My place at seven?"

He nodded before pressing another kiss to my lips and leaving, I leant back against the counter exhaling heavily watching the door shut behind him and touched my lips gently; never in a million years would I have dreamed he was even remotely interested in me.

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