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The Blessed Realm	By : susanna Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 1746 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Chapter
Thirty-Nine: Equality Dancing

They
deposited their drinks on one of the tables and began to dance. After
a short time the dance teacher joined them to explain to them how
things were organized in this group: There'd be fifteen minutes of
each dance, time to train for each couple, while he would go around
and correct details. Most of the other couples had their own sequence
they would present at the tournament, but with the two of them he'd
focus on teaching the regular figures. Only with one dance of each
section he'd discuss a figure with the whole group.

For
this lesson he had chosen a rumba figure (mostly for Sasuke's and
Naruto's sake, as this was the dance they knew best), and rumba also
happened to be what they were just dancing. He assembled the group to
present them a rather complicated figure that everyone except Sasuke
and Naruto seemed to know, and after recapitulating the steps he
began to explain where to look and how to move your arms and how
exactly to set you feet.

“For
you it's enough if you learn the steps!” he told the boys, but
nonetheless they also paid attention when he talked about details and
did their best to remember them all when it was finally time to
practise.

It
was an agreeable atmosphere, Naruto thought, without the tension that
had resulted from the fact that most of the boys were more nervous
about asking a girl to dance with them than about the dancing itself.
Here everyone had their partner, and while in the other dance class
he and Sasuke had been considered among the best dancers, at least of
the boys, here they were beginners while everyone else had been
dancing for years. One of the couples was aiming for the highest
class at the tournament, and every now and then Naruto stood and
watched in fascination how they moved elegantly and softly and still
showing off their strength in extravagant figures. It was not, by the
way, the couple with open shirts: They wore everyday clothes and only
when they danced you could tell their level.

With
Sasuke it was even worse; in the beginning he had difficulties to
focus on their own dancing so badly was he absorbed in watching.

It
was also a nice change that the dance teachers never talked of girls
and boys respectively ladies and gentlemen, but just of those who led
and those who followed. It was not really Naruto's problem as Sasuke
had volunteered to follow, but for Sasuke's sake he was glad that he
was not called a girl.

They
learnt the basic steps of Cha-Cha and Samba, but with Paso Doble they
were told to step aside and watch, just as about half of the group.
The dancers stood proud and fierce, waiting for the music to start,
and then they kept moving in circles around each other, moving their
hands in an elaborate way.

“Don't
use your Sharingan!” Naruto said again.

Sasuke
had not dreamt of it – he was far too busy just watching. He
was happy as he had not been in a long time. Nobody here had any
issues that he was dancing with Naruto, on the contrary, this was
what was normal here. All the men seemed friendly and good-looking to
him, and he wanted to be considered friendly and good-looking by
them, too, which was why he kept messing with his hair. When the
break started he went to the bathroom to see how it actually looked.

Naruto
in the meantime discussed some minor details with the dance teacher,
as how much the class cost, and whether they might get some refund
from their previous dance school. He expected that Sasuke would join
him when he returned from the bathroom, but he did not. Naruto saw
with horror that he had added a new layer of gel to his hair and a
red scarf to his outfit, and that he had indeed opened the two top
most buttons of his shirt and rolled up his sleeves, showing off his
lower arms. He sat down at the table where their drinks were waiting
and returned to his previous occupation of looking around and smiling
at people. He even smiled at the women, and they returned his smiles,
though rather irritatedly.

This
time his efforts paid off: One of the men joined him and sat down
next to him. Naruto got nervous and kept turning around to see what
Sasuke was doing but he could not leave the dance teacher who gave
him more and more information about training times and opportunities
to practise and balls and dance teas on Sundays and excursions when
the whole dance school went canoeing on the local river. It would all
have been interesting if in the meantime Sasuke had not been talking
animatedly to that gay man.

Sasuke
was very pleased that one of the group had come to talk to him.

“You're
new here”, the man had started the conversation stating the
obvious and then asked where they had danced before. Sasuke told him
of the other dance-school and how annoying it had been that the other
teenagers had not really cared about dancing but only about meeting
girls, how it had taken them ages to understand the simplest figures
and how he and Naruto had been pressured to separate.

“If
I had known that there are dance classes just for gay people I'd have
come immediately”, he said.

“Here
you'd have been just as annoyed at people in the beginners' groups
for grown-ups learning to tell their right foot from their left foot
and learning to count to three”, the man said. “And also,
they are dominated by women. It's quite a good idea that you joined
this group. Do you plan to dance at tournaments?”

“Yes.
We were told that we might succeed in the beginners' class.”

“Sure
you may. You mastered that rumba figure quite quickly. And actually,
learning steps and figures is not that important. It's rather how you
move, and you're both really talented in that respect.”

Naruto
had finally managed to break away from the discussion with the dance
teacher and was now free to join Sasuke and the man he was talking
to.

“I
just told your friend: You learnt that figure really quickly”,
the man told him when he arrived.

Naruto
glared at him.

“You
don't need to compliment him”, he said.

The
man looked irritated. “Your friend's rather possessive”,
he told Sasuke.

“Protective,
not possesive”, Naruto replied, sitting down and laying his arm
around Sasuke's shoulders.

“The
compliment was for both of us”, Sasuke said, feeling both
annoyed and embarrassed by Naruto's behaviour (even though normally
he liked having Naruto's arm around his shoulders.)

“Sure,
both of you learnt that figure really fast”, the man said.

Naruto
let go off Sasuke. “Sure. Thanks. Sure we did. It's not that
difficult, is it?”

“Most
people only learn it when they are at least a year into dancing.”

“Do
they? But it's just steps, isn't it?”

“If
you put it like that – yes, it's just steps. You'll understand
soon that dancing is much more than just steps.”

“Yeah,
you can also hold each other in your arms”, Naruto said, laying
his arm again around Sasuke's shoulders. (It was okay here, wasn't
it?)

“For
those who still need a pretext this is of course an important point”,
the man said. “Anyway, feel welcome here. We are having a lot
of fun, both with dancing and otherwise. I'm sure you'll like it.”

He
left them.

“You
drove him away!” Sasuke said, regretting the man's departure.

“He
was obtrusive”, Naruto replied. “Thinking he could just
sit down next to you and talk to you. Now, let's dance again. It's
English Waltz now.”

Holding
Sasuke, with Sasuke's hand lying gently on his upper arm, giving
gentle signs where to move, but also always making sure that Sasuke
was able to follow. Communicating by contact, Naruto thought. He was
enchanted.

When
the music stopped the dance teacher again assembled the whole group
to show them how you moved upward with the second beat and lowered
your weight again with the third beat so that your whole movement
resembled a gentle wave. They practised rising and sinking with the
basic steps, so that he and Sasuke were just as good as anyone else –
not as good as the top couples, of course, whose movements were soft
and in harmony in a way Naruto could only dream of.

“We'll
learn that too”, he whispered into Sasuke's ear, taking his
hand.

It
turned out more difficult than he would have believed, and more than
once he and Sasuke ended up discussing whose fault it was that they
had messed up.

Tango
was rather weird, not smooth but energetic, and you did not have to
smile. Both of them had to get used to leading and following via
their bellies and hips, and they were far too close to feel
comfortable. Viennese Waltz was better: Leading happened again via
arms and shoulders and they had fun turning quickly and taking the
room in long strides, moving not as two persons but as one single
entity.

With
Quickstep, Naruto allowed Sasuke to lead. There was no problem in
changing roles for one dance out of eight, and anyway, here you were
not grouped with the girls for following. He enjoyed it, actually,
responding to any increase or release of pressure from Sasuke and
sensing in advance which figure Sasuke intended to dance. Their eyes
hardly met, but if they did, he saw Sasuke smiling in formerly
unknown bliss. Naruto felt happy, too.

“It
was a good idea to come here”, he told Sasuke when the lesson
had ended. “We've learnt more in one lesson than in two at the
other class, and it's nice not to be stared at, and not to be asked
any stupid questions as whether you might be gay.”

Sasuke
felt being stared at at this very moment, because of Naruto's stupid
remark and also because of the fact that everyone else was changing
shoes. He'd have to ask about those special shoes the other dancers
were wearing.

“As
a child I received enough stares to last me for a lifetime”,
Naruto continued. “I don't need any more of it.”

Sasuke
remembered well. He also remembered how he himself had been stared at
after the massacre in a weird mixture of horror and pity, but always
across a wide abyss.

“I'm
sorry”, he said. “I should not have urged you to dance
with me at that other dance school.”

“Oh,
it's okay”, Naruto answered, returning to his normal optimistic
mood. “It was fun anyway.”

It
occured to him that if Sasuke had told him that he had enregistered
to a dance class for gay people he would probably have declined - it
would have sounded to him, like a class for having gay sex - now he
was confident that it was only about dancing, even more than in that
other class where getting to know girls was the primary motivation of
most boys. Here everyone had brought their partner.

Only
that Sasuke himself was still busy looking at the other men and
attracting their smiles, as if he had not brought a partner too.
Naruto was getting more and more irritated. Now he had again invited
one of these men to approach them.

“We
always go to some pub when we've finished dancing”, the man
said. “You want to join?”

“Sure”,
Sasuke answered before Naruto could open his mouth.

A/N:

Ladygizarme:
How Sasuke's hair is done? Just as in the manga. You don't think it
stands up like this by itself? Thanks for the compliments!

Sneakyfox:
Yes, Sasuke's in his element, and Naruto has to watch out. Thanks for
the compliments!

Jack:
No, I defininety don't plan to abandon the story. I have an outline
of how the story is going to go, and it won't only be about the boys'
relationship but also we will return to the Konoha plot. I am also
seven chapters ahead with my first draft, and writing is insanely
high on my list of priorities, to the point that I sometimes think:
Just write and write and write until the story is finished, so that
then I can return to other pressing matters of my life. But I will
keep to my schedule of one chapter per week.
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