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Chapter
Twenty-Eight: The first Dance Lesson

With
Sasuke building his shrine the days had suddenly got busy for Sasuke
and boring for Naruto, who could not do much more than watch him.
There was no longer a need to come up with plans and ideas for
excursions, and without Sasuke, Naruto did not enjoy going out.

So
it came that he began to look forward to what he had dreaded when
Sasuke had first announced it: Dancing. Still when they were standing
in the entrance hall with the other teenagers, waiting for the lesson
to begin while the dance teachers went around, ticking off names on
their lists and collecting money, he felt weird and uncomfortable
imagining that he would have to dance with Sasuke while all the other
boys danced with girls. Sasuke himself leant against a wall, not
noticing anyone around him, mentally far away, neither nervous about
the dancing nor about what people would think.

Naruto
envied him: He did care about the opinion of the teenagers around
them. For the first time in this town he was in a group of boys and
girls of his age, and he wondered whether he might get along with
them. Except for a few couples, deeply absorbed in their kisses, they
were standing around in groups, most of them consisting either of
boys or of girls, talking among themselves, but occasionally casting
glances at members of the opposite sex. The girls were more active in
that respect, actually, and when they had managed to make a guy look
back at them, they'd turn away and giggle among themselves. Naruto
caught some of their glances too – glances that had originally
been meant for Sasuke but that had been lost on him as he did not
react. Naruto smiled back at the girls, glad that they were perceived
as one of the many pairs of male friends in the room. (And for once
he wished that Sasuke at least gave the appearance of being
interested in the girls around him.)

He
wished that he could continue to pretend to be one of the many boys
who dreamt of holding one of these pretty girls in his arms, but
Sasuke broke the illusion: The dance teacher approached them to ask
them for the money and when he mentioned that they were the boys who
planned to dance together, Sasuke confirmed him.

“We
have a problem and we want to ask you to help us solve it. There are
too many girls. Would you mind splitting up and dancing with them?”

“Why
are there too many girls?” Sasuke asked back before Naruto
could say that he did not mind. “Weren't you supposed to name a
partner?”

“We
only demand it of girls when the end of the registration time is
approaching and there's a surplus of girls. Boys are asked to name a
partner but they don't have to. If there's a surplus of boys, it's
the other way round, but this never happens, only with grown-up men.”

So
it was completely unnecessary that Sasuke had got him into such an
embarrassing situation, Naruto thought.

“But
as it happens, we still have a surplus of girls.”

“Why
can't they dance with each other?”

“Maybe
they want to dance with boys, not with girls.”

“I
don't want to dance with girls either. I came to dance with my
friend. I was told that this was okay.”

“It
is. Sorry”, the dance teacher answered, looking confused, but
also as if he admired Sasuke for his firmness. Naruto was even more
confused, and also he realized that Sasuke was clutching his right
wrist. Now he pulled him into the dance hall itself, which was
filling with young people. He feels even more insecure than I do,
Naruto realized, and the idea that he was supporting Sasuke helped
him accept the situation.

All
the boys felt insecure, even those who had come with their
girl-friends, while the girls were merely nervous. Only when the
dance teachers arrived, who happened to be two men, Sasuke relaxed,
and in consequence, Naruto relaxed too. They were not that much out
of place after all... Most of the boys, and some of the girls too,
seemed be put off, however, when they explained the first dance,
quickstep. Only when they had to practise the boys' steps (after
Naruto had warned Sasuke not to use his Sharingan) their disgust was
forgotten in the general embarrassment of having all the girls watch
while they tried to understand the steps.

Neither
Naruto nor Sasuke joined when the girls practised their steps. Both
of them felt rather bored, as the movements seemed trivial to them,
and they had difficulties to understand why it should be necessary to
practise them over and over. They were glad when the dance teachers
began to explain how to ask a girl for a dance in the correct way,
most of all as it did not concern them – Sasuke had already
taken Naruto's hand. The rest was buzzing around, looking for a girl
that had not yet been claimed.

Sasuke
used the opportunity to find them a quiet corner, and Naruto was
grateful that he had at least that much sense for the situation. Then
he opened his arms, and holding each other in some kind of loose
embrace they tried to figure out how their steps might fit together.

After
several minutes of trying in vain the dance teacher turned up.

“Now
who of you is the girl?” he asked.

“We
are both boys”, Sasuke answered, and for once Naruto was glad
for the icy tone of his voice, even though he knew that Sasuke used
it to cover up for his insecurity and that the cover had become thin.

“Yes,
sorry, I should have noticed”, the dance teacher replied. “So
who of you is leading?”

“We
are working it out”, Sasuke said.

“That's
what it looks like.” The dance teacher paused, looked at both
of them and decided: “For the moment you will lead”, he
told Sasuke. “I'll show you the correct position.”

He
told them to dissolve their embrace, then he laid Sasuke's right arm
on Naruto's shoulder blade and Naruto's left hand on Sasuke's upper
arm. First Naruto was stunned and let things happen, but when he
realized that he was being put into a much weaker position he broke
up the whole situation.

“Why
him?” he asked. “He may be an inch taller but I am just
as strong.”

Sasuke
was clearly annoyed, and the dance teacher irritated. “This is
dancing, not wrestling. You may enjoy that too, but here we teach
dancing. He will lead, and you will follow willingly, even though you
are stronger. Later you may change roles.”

Both
the dance teacher and Sasuke looked at him expectantly, waiting for
him to give in, and Naruto had little choice if they did not want to
stop dancing at all. He allowed the dance teacher to teach him the
girls' steps, which were just the opposite of the boys'.

“When
you go forward you may lead a bit”, the dance teacher comforted
him.

The
whole thing still felt weird to Naruto, and he did not see the point
of it. It only got a bit better when they got some music and were
shown how to move around the room on some kind of zigzag line. Sasuke
even looked as if he enjoyed it – actually he had missed
embracing Naruto these last days when there had been little need to
comfort each other. Dancing gave him an excuse to hold Naruto in his
arms, and just for this it was worth it, but it was not really what
he had hoped for when he had registered for that class. When the
break began he accepted Naruto's offer to get them some drinks while
he went to talk to the dance teachers.

Naruto
watched him, wondering what he was up to. He regretted having agreed
to learn to dance with Sasuke. The dancing itself was okay, though he
would have preferred to lead, yet he felt that all the time they were
being watched by the other teenagers, and being frowned upon. Without
Sasuke he was able to breathe freely again, and he was ready to face
people and cope with their looks and their questions, while he lined
up for drinks. The other boys kept at a distance, while the girls
seemed curious about him. Three of them found the courage to talk to
him:

“You
and your partner – are you together?”

“We
are friends”, Naruto answered, not sure what she meant. “He's
just arrived and doesn't know any girls, so he asked me.”

The
girls giggled and whispered among themselves, then another of them
said: “We think you are cute.”

“Oh,
thanks”, Naruto answered, feeling a bit embarrassed. He was not
used to getting compliments and had no idea how to respond. The girls
were pretty, he thought, and nice. He smiled at them – Sasuke
might be more handsome than he was, but if he kept behaving as he did
he'd never get to know any of them.

“You
like it here?” he asked the girls to keep the conversation
going.

“Yeah,
sure”, one of them answered. “My sister learnt to dance
here, too. Now she's dancing at tournaments.”

“My
mother said that latin's better than ballroom. I hope we'll learn
some latin dancing soon. This quickstep's a bit boring.”

“It
was okay, I think”, Naruto said, though silently he agreed to
her.

“Do
you dance with girls too?” the third girl asked him.

“Sure,
why not?”

“Would
you dance with me?”

Naruto
was at a loss. He felt flattered, of course – no one had ever
before asked him to dance. Karin had, he

remembered,
but at that time he had had the impression that Sasuke would not have
approved, and also he had wanted to be with Sasuke.

Sasuke
would not approve now either.

“I
have to dance with my friend”, Naruto said. He doesn't like
girls, Naruto was on the point saying, but then he shrank away from
the idea. “he is rather shy among girls he does not know, and
also, he's in love with a girl back at home and wants to be faithful
to her.”

The
girls did not look as if they accepted this excuse, and Naruto was
glad that it was his turn to buy drinks and take them to Sasuke, who
had finished talking to the dance teacher. The break was over anyway,
but instead of explaining the next dance the dance teachers announced
that they had been asked whether what they had learnt until now was
everything there was to quickstep. “Of course it's not –
that's only the basics. Now we'll show you what it can be.”

They
asked the guys next to the stereo to switch on the music, got into
the correct position and began to dance: to a much faster rhythm than
the one the students had danced to, mostly moving in a circle around
the hall, but sometimes crossing it on a diagonal line, taking it in
large strides, sometimes stopping in the middle and hopping,
seemingly standing still with their upper bodies, then they galloped,
even faster than the beat, or they turned around in quick rotation.
It had nothing to do with the clumsy way the students had been moving
around according to a strict pattern – it was manly and
athletic and in complete harmony, and never did they let go of each
other, no matter how complicated the figures became. Against his will
Naruto was impressed and moved. Was this what Sasuke wanted of him?
He glanced at him: Sasuke was sitting straight and tense, completely
absorbed in what he was watching.

“Don't
use your Sharingan”, Naruto told him.

The
second dance the dance teachers showed them was the rumba. It was
slower and softer than the quickstep, and still there was nothing
weak or unmanly about it, only an erotic tension that made almost all
the girls and about half of the boys (Naruto among them) watch in
fascination, while the rest was disgusted.

It's
got nothing to do with them being men, Naruto thought. It's just
about love and longing and tenderness and desire.

The
music stopped and the dancers let go. They looked at Sasuke,
challenging him. “Is that more to your liking?” the one
who did most of the explaining asked him.

It
took Sasuke some seconds to regain his composure, but then he
answered calmly: “Yes, that's what I want to learn.”

“You'll
have to start at the beginning. After some years you'll be able to
dance like this.”

He'll
prove them wrong, Naruto thought, and I am supposed to be his
partner. He wondered what he had got into.

“This
time you learn the girls' steps”, he told Sasuke but this time
there were no girls' steps, or rather, the first half of the girls'
steps was the same as the second half of the boys' steps, and vice
versa. At least Naruto was allowed to lead now, and yes, holding
Sasuke and moving him around was much better than being led. Sasuke
seemed embarrassed and hardly able to look into his face.

The
dance teacher who did less of the explaining had crept up on them.
“Quite fine”, he said, and when Naruto looked around he
saw that other couples were still busy sorting out their feet. “Now
we go into the details: If you want to be good, you can begin by
doing the basics well. So you don't just walk around but give every
step the attention it deserves, shifting your weight and your hips.
Like this.”

He
did one full set of steps, moving his hips in a complicated pattern.
When he finished, Sasuke tried to imitate him.

“Not
bad. You know that you have hips and that it's possible to move them.
Most boys don't. Now if you relax your control and let them swing a
bit more.”

Sasuke
tried again but it was not much different. His movements were
gracious and smooth as a cat, beautiful to look at, Naruto thought
but he moved like a fighter, not a dancer, always on guard, always
looking for a stable position . He wondered whether the dance teacher
saw it too.

“Better”,
he said. “Don't concentrate on your hips, just shift your
weight and allow them to move freely.”

He
gives the impression of someone who works hard, Naruto thought
watching Sasuke, but he already looks much better than the other boys
– it already resembles dancing, not awkwardly moving from one
foot to the other. (The girls were better at it.) If he were a bit
more relaxed and if he looked a bit less grim he might actually look
sexy... The dance teacher must have realized too that he has the
potential. Naruto envied Sasuke for the attention he got: Gay men
were attracted to him the same way girls were, it appeared, yet on
the other hand he was quite glad that he was left alone.

Just
then the dance teacher decided to include him. “You don't have
to watch and let your friend do all the work – try yourself!”

Sasuke
gladly accepted the break, challengingly he looked at Naruto, and
Naruto took up the challenge, looking back at Sasuke and letting his
hips roll and swing. Soon Sasuke looked confused and embarrassed.

“Yeah,
that's it”, the dance teacher said. “Seems you got it.
Just don't overdo: It's enough if you let your hips move naturally.
Now both of you practise – you learn from your friend.”

He
left them to help some other couple who kept confusing their left and
right feet. Naruto grinned at Sasuke in triumph: “Now don't use
your Sharingan on me.”

Then
however he got gentler and did his best to help his friend who so
much longed to dance and just did not have the courage to move in a
sexy way.

He
was glad when it was over and the girls had to learn a figure called
alemana which consisted of them turning under their partner's arm. He
made Sasuke join them and pitied him in this embarrassing situation,
surrounded by girls who kept glancing at him, not able to hide their
fascination, while the looks of the boys clearly told that they
thought him some weird kind of animal. They react to him as I did
when we were kids, Naruto thought, hating him because he's much more
talented than they are and because he's different. Yet Naruto would
not have swapped with Sasuke, nor joined him. When they had to pair
up again he enjoyed leading him: It was his decision whether Sasuke
turned under his arm or not, while he did just the basic steps he had
learnt before, watching Sasuke make a fool of himself.

The
assistant dance teacher watched too. After some time he intervened.
“You raise your arm too late” he told Naruto. “You
must give him time to react.”

“It's
okay”; Sasuke replied. “He always betrays himself and he
has not yet managed go catch me unaware.”

The
dance teacher gasped, leaving Sasuke wonder which kind of mistake he
had made this time: Had he not spoken up in behalf of Naruto?

“I
think there's a misunderstanding”, the dance teacher said.
“This is not about trying to surprise each other and being on
the alert. It's about love, not fighting. It's meant to be fun, and
you are meant to be partners. So you make up your mind in time and
lead him gently into the alemana. Try!”

It
was not difficult, they just had to abandon the game they had been
playing.

The
dance teacher turned to Sasuke. “Now you have all the time you
need to do the alemana properly. You turn slowly and don't focus on
your feet but look around. Your feet know what they're doing.”

Sasuke
felt offended. Of course his feet knew, and he had not been looking
at them. “Why should I look around?”

“There
might be some attractive girls around. Or boys.”

Sasuke
turned and looked. “I don't think so”, he said.

Naruto
could understand him. Sasuke overshadowed them all, boys and girls.

“Well,
that's the point”, the dance teacher continued. “You look
around, you decide that none of them are as pretty as your friend,
and you return to him.”

They
tried.

“Better.
There's no reason to be shy! Look at all these girls and tell them:
You may think you are pretty but I prefer to dance with my friend.”

Just
be your usual arrogant self, Naruto thought.

Sasuke
still hesitated. “How shall I do this when I am supposed to be
one of them?” he asked.

“You
are being led, but you are still a man. Now try again, and you”
- he turned to Naruto - “remain gentle.”

Raising
his arm gently and in time so that Sasuke could turn around at
leisure and have a look at the girls who were still struggling with
their steps. In the mirror Naruto could see that Sasuke looked
sufficiently arrogant and icy, but when he returned, laying his arm
on Naruto's shoulder, he was all soft and almost smiling and hardly
able to look into Naruto's face.

“You'll
have to work on your expression, but at least you are looking at
people now”, the dance teacher said. “Practise some more
– we'll soon give you some music.”

They
did as told: Letting Sasuke go so that he could turn around and then
catching him in his arms again and moving with him in some kind of
not too close embrace – suddenly Naruto was in a trance and he
could have gone on forever. Still the music stopped after some
minutes and he had to let go.

“This
is fun”, he said. “Let's go and have some ice-cream
somewhere. You were the girl, so it's my treat.”

A/N:
Don't complain – you asked for a dance scene – and I
happen to have done some dancing myself for some time, so the chapter
got long and detailed...

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