*stomah hurts*
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onepieceyaoi100Title: Good Moves
Topic: Dancing
Rating: PG-13ish
Pairing: Mr.2/Mr.3
Word Count: 266
“1, 2, 3, 4....1, 2, 3, 4....”
Mr. 3 watched him younger partner count her steps as she waltzed around the room, sipping his tea boredly. Really he rather liked being paired up with the quiet Miss Goldenweek, but when she suddenly got some idea in her head like ‘Mr. 3, I want to learn to dance’ and she kept looking at him with those big cute eyes, he found it impossible to say no.
Unfortunately the only person he knew who could teach her how to dance....
“Ah, you doing wonderfully Miss Goldenweek!”
“Thank you Mr. 2.” The girl smiled ever so slightly up at the tall man who was holding her hands. “What do you think Mr. 3?”
“Hmm? Oh yes, you’re doing great.” Mr. 3 sighed, this was so boring.
Bon Clay finished the dance with the girl, bowing to her before turning to her partner. “If you’re bored I can teach you toooooo.”
Mr. 3 coughed, causing a bit of tea to fly from his lips. “I think not.”
He started to wipe his mouth with a hanky when his hand was suddenly grabbed and he was dragged from his seat and into Bon Clay’s arms.
“Now now, I insist.” The man was pressing against him in a way Mr. 3 didn’t like at all. “I can teach you the waltz, or the tango, or how bout the Lambada...”
Mr. 3 could only stand there with his mouth hanging open as the ‘freak’ wiggled his eyebrows.
Miss Goldenweek pulled out her camera. An artist like her simply had to capture the moment.
Topic: Dancing
Rating: PG-13ish
Pairing: Mr.2/Mr.3
Word Count: 266
“1, 2, 3, 4....1, 2, 3, 4....”
Mr. 3 watched him younger partner count her steps as she waltzed around the room, sipping his tea boredly. Really he rather liked being paired up with the quiet Miss Goldenweek, but when she suddenly got some idea in her head like ‘Mr. 3, I want to learn to dance’ and she kept looking at him with those big cute eyes, he found it impossible to say no.
Unfortunately the only person he knew who could teach her how to dance....
“Ah, you doing wonderfully Miss Goldenweek!”
“Thank you Mr. 2.” The girl smiled ever so slightly up at the tall man who was holding her hands. “What do you think Mr. 3?”
“Hmm? Oh yes, you’re doing great.” Mr. 3 sighed, this was so boring.
Bon Clay finished the dance with the girl, bowing to her before turning to her partner. “If you’re bored I can teach you toooooo.”
Mr. 3 coughed, causing a bit of tea to fly from his lips. “I think not.”
He started to wipe his mouth with a hanky when his hand was suddenly grabbed and he was dragged from his seat and into Bon Clay’s arms.
“Now now, I insist.” The man was pressing against him in a way Mr. 3 didn’t like at all. “I can teach you the waltz, or the tango, or how bout the Lambada...”
Mr. 3 could only stand there with his mouth hanging open as the ‘freak’ wiggled his eyebrows.
Miss Goldenweek pulled out her camera. An artist like her simply had to capture the moment.
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Date: 2005-06-08 05:36 am (UTC)What a brilliant idea! This was awesome!
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Date: 2005-06-08 12:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-08 05:25 pm (UTC)Sorry about the stomach ache too :\ they're never fun. If it's still hurting I would try some Green tea (no pun intended XD) it always calms my stomach pretty well.
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Date: 2005-06-09 01:10 am (UTC)