Author's Note:Ok, this is my first ever story, so don't expect much. I welcome ALL suggestions regarding characters, plot, whatever. It'll all be taken on board. :)

I apologise if some characters act a little out of character. I think it'll help with the atmosphere of the story if you play the songs along with the appropriate parts. The first song in this chapter is "Welcome to Burlesque" by Cher and the second is "Express" by Christina Aguilera. This story will have a few songs dispersed throughout it by the way, but there won't be one in every chapter. I'll only be including them when it makes sense. They won't just be randomly bursting out into song, so don't worry. Now, please enjoy. If this is well received, I'll write more for it.

I OWN NOTHING! The songs in the first chapter are from the soundtrack to the Christina Aguilera/Cher movie Burlesque. Names and details of future songs will be posted at the start of the chapter they are found in. Again, I claim ownership of NOTHING! Well, the plot I guess is kinda mine, but other then that, NOTHING!

Hearts Burlesque

Sora's P.O.V.

I knew I should have run. I never should have gone along with this. No matter how annoying my friends had been, I should have run, and I should have run far. Don't get me wrong here, I love my friends, but sometimes, they were major assholes. This was one of those times.

I should probably fill you in a little. My name is Sora Leonheart. I'm seventeen and have recently been dumped by my girlfriend Kairi, who then got together with my "best friend" Riku. Now they're madly in love and all over each other every moment of the day. I can't stand being around them anymore, and my other friends have decided I've been much too "moopy" lately…. Yuffie never made much sense… So now here I am, standing in the cold with my "awesome" friends Yuffie, Rikku, Yuna, Pain, Hayner, Pence, Olette, Riku and Kairi, Namine, Snow Villiars and his own big brother Leon. The reason we're all standing in the cold waiting in line? My friends had decided I needed to get out and have fun, so now, they're bringing me to some burlesque club to see women who might as well be naked dance around a stage. How wonderfully awkward. I hate this plan, and I let them know. Unfortunately, they had Leon and Snow literally carry me here, so I didn't exactly get any choice what so ever.

When we finally got in I was so relieved that it was so warn in this place. Thank god I was out of the snow. Hayner led us to a large booth like thing, right at the edge of what looked like some form of runway, jutting out from what I assumed was the stage, hidden by large curtains. The room looked so elegant, soft red carpets, beautiful designs on the wallpaper, the lush red curtains covering the stage, it all looked so beautiful! Hayner seemed far too excited to be here… horny bastard. They were all chatting animatedly about how great this show was meant to be. Why the fuck would they bring me here? I was utterly mortified. And that's when Hayner leans over, great.

"Sora, man, chill the fuck out. This show is meant to be really fucking hot! What's the problem?" But before I could even answer the boy, the lights went down and the room went silent.

Normal P.O.V.

A man stepped out onto the stage. He held a microphone and addressed the crowd.

"Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls of ages where it is acceptable to loose all traces of innocence, welcome. My name is Ansem, owner of the Hearts Burlesque and I would like to ask that you all sit back, forget your worries, and let my gorgeous "dancers" entertain you this fine evening. Enjoy the show."

And with that he left the stage. Why the fuck did he say "dancers" like that? Sora thought to himself, becoming more and more suspicious of the place. This was just a show right? Oh god, please tell me that asshole Hayner hasn't dragged me into some fucked up whore house…

That's when the lights went even dimmer around the room and the curtains opened dramatically as the band started playing. The stage was dark. All that could be seen was the silhouette of a figure sitting in a chair in the middle of the stage. Girls started dancing around the stage, around the figure in the chair. Gradually the lights were getting brighter around the mystery figure, until they raised a microphone to their lips. The music changed now, it seemed to be playing the intro to a song. I recognised the song, I think it was something by Cher… Then the mystery person began to sing.

"Show a little more,

Show a little less,

Add a little smoke,

Welcome to Burlesque"

Wait…. Was that a guy? The lights went up fully around him. Holy shit! It is a guy! And by god was he gorgeous. Wait, did I just say a GUY was gorgeous? What the fuck is going on here? Sora couldn't take his eyes off this guy. He had the most beautiful voice he had ever heard. And all he was wearing was a very tight tank top and some tight little trousers. His golden blonde hair shimmered in the lights and his eyes, holy shit his eyes! They were the most perfect shade of sky blue he had ever seen. Sora couldn't even glance away from him as he moved towards the little runway we were seated next to.

"Everything you dream of,
But never can possess,
Nothing's what it seems,
Welcome to Burlesque."

This Adonis continued down the runway, grinding suggestively with some of the other dancers, male and female, as he moved. He stopped right next to their table, looking into the crowd as he let the words flow from his mouth like sweet honey. That's when his tank top was quickly lost, and an unnecessarily loud wolf whistle from Rikku drew his attention to their table. His breath taking eyes caught Sora's, but the brunette couldn't look away. The blonde smirked right at him, eyes smoldering in the sexiest way he could possibly imagine. He stepped down off the stage, and to Sora's sheer horror, stepped right up to their table, straight across from him. He never broke eye contact with Sora, leaned in across the table and sang the next few lines, his face inches from Sora's,

"Everything you dream of,
But never can possess,
Nothing's what it seems,
Welcome to Burlesque."

The brunette couldn't even attempt to hide his blush. This boy was even more stunning up close, he could barely breathe. Then he did something that nearly caused Sora to have a massive heart failure right there on the spot. He sat up onto the table and lay back, so he was stretched across the width of the table on his back, his head practically resting in Sora's lap looking right up at him. The rest of the song went by in a blur, and the two never broke eye contact the whole way through. Sora was incapable of any form of movement, while the boy writhed around in front of him on the table. Sora had never been hornier in his entire life. What the fuck was this guy doing to me? Sora wondered in a panic. He only noticed the song was finishing when The blonde sat up and leaned back so the back of his head rested in the crook of Sora's neck, and he belted out the final few lines.

"Show a little more,
Show a little less,
Add a little smoke,
Welcome to Burlesque."

Wow. He has one powerful voice… he's amazing! Wait, what the fuck is this kid doing now…? He walked around the table and started to pull Sora out of his seat. The brunette wanted to say no, he wanted to fight it, but he just couldn't. the blonde lead him away, still totally speechless. All his "friends" started cheering and wolf whistling as this boy lead him up onto the stage. Before he even realized what was happening he had him in the chair from the start of the show. Now Sora was panicking. Why the fuck would I let him bring me up here? What in the name of all that is good was going on with me tonight?

During his panicking, the boy had fitted a head-set microphone, to replace the hand held one he had been using before. What is he gonna do with me?

"I'd like everyone in the house tonight to welcome my lovely assistant to the stage!"

Oh no… What was he doing? The place erupted with roars, cheers and whistles. This was gonna be bad for me. "What's your name sweety? Or should I just call you Chocolate?" He asked Sora and giggled in a way that just made him melt. He couldn't even speak, He tried to answer him, but he just couldn't. The boy leaned in over the chair in an overly suggestive manner, speaking right into my ear,

"Aww don't be shy baby, I just wanna know your name?"

Sora was sweating now… he was so close, the brunette could feel every breath, he could feel his lips move against his ear. He handed Sora the microphone and he barely managed to choke out,

"Sora" before his throat closed up again.

"Sora, huh? I could see myself screaming that."

He said with a wink. The crowd exploded yet again. Did he really just say that? This is just an act right?

The music started again and he started to sing again. He faced away from Sora, into the crown, but hoisted one of his legs up so his foot was standing the brunettes my thigh,

"It's a cold and crazy world
That's raging outside
But baby, me and all my girls
Are bringin' on the fire
Show a little leg"

One of the dancers came over and ripped his trousers off, revealing some very, VERY tight little underwear. Sora nearly died. His body was the embodiment of bliss. He was perfect.

"Gotta shimmy your chest
It's a life, it's a style, it's need
Is burlesque "

He strutted down the stage to the runway, his hips swaying in an anything but innocent way. He kept looking over his shoulder to check if Sora was watching him, or the dancers who had taken to dancing around the brunette. Of course there was no need to check, Sora couldn't take his eyes off of him. That caused his smirk to grow even wider, and when it came time for the chorus he had dropped to his hands and knees.

"E-X-P-R-E-S-S
Love
Sex
Ladies no regrets"

He crawled all the way back to Sora on his hands and knees, looking right into his eyes the entire way. He reached the brunette and kneeled right between his legs and without any hesitation, ripped his nice button up shirt open. He ran his tongue from Sora's belt to his neck, only removing it to repeat the chorus,

"E-X-P-R-E-S-S
Love
Sex
Ladies no regrets"

From then on was mostly a blur for Sora. The blonde at some stage of the song ended up sitting in his lap and doing some form of lap-dance while he sang, which had Sora right on the edge, he was about to explode any minute, when the song finally ended.

The boy adjusted himself in Sora's lap so his back was leaning against Sora's now bare chest. He giggled again, making Sora melt, yet again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, a round of applause for my lovely Sora here!"

The crowd went wild, and the blonde finally released Sora, who after awkwardly trying to avoid eye contact with the blonde boy, hurried back to his seat. He was greeted by all the girls acting like fangirls, screaming over what had just happened, but he didn't care. He couldn't stop thinking of that boy! His eyes were glued to him for the rest of the show. He couldn't look away. When the show ended, Sora couldn't bear to leave. Not yet. He had to talk to that blonde. He had no idea what had come over him, but he was infatuated by this boy. He simply would not leave without knowing his name, at the very least.

Soar waited for everyone to leave, but after everyone else had gone, Hayner made no move to leave.

"You not going home tonight Sora?" he asked, with that knowing smirk he always wore when he knew someone was up to something. Usually Sora loved and admired Hayner's seemingly unique ability to read just about anyone like an open book, but right now he was cursing his blonde friend.

"Ugh… Well, see I was just waiting for… Ahh…"

Fuck….. What the fuck am I meant to say? I'm waiting for that gorgeous blonde who spent the night either dry humping me or throwing eyes at me?

"You're waiting to see if that dancer guy comes out aren't you?"

Sora froze, scratching his head nervously. He knew Hayner had him now.

There's that fucking smirk again. I'm gonna hit him. Why must he taunt me about this? Sora thought to himself. It sounded pathetic even in his own mind.

"You know he probably has a dressing room inside backstage, right?"

Sora was gob-smacked. Was Hayner seriously suggesting he go in and sneak backstage to look for the pale boy? He just had to ask him. He couldn't possibly be serious, right?

"Are you saying I should sneak back there just to look for him? I'd be caught and thrown out for sure!"

"So it IS him you're waiting for!" shit…. He got me there….

"Ah don't look so depressed Sora, we both knew what you were waiting for. You think I didn't see the way you've been drooling over him all night?" Hayner replies with a chuckle. Sora made some form of a "hmmph" noise, purely to show how disgruntles he was to be told he was actually drooling. He thought he had managed to hold onto some shred of dignity or self control. Obviously he was wrong.

"Fine, whatever, I was waiting for him. I wanna at least know his name!"

That smug little smirk better go away pretty damn quick… I'm already blushing like a lunatic! What more does he fucking want?

"Alright Sora, I'll help you get back there. I'll even play lookout for you when we find him. Happy?"

Honestly, Sora was elated, but he definitely was not going to let Hayner know that.

"Huh… Fine, fine whatever. But hurry up. This is gonna be quick."

Hayner led his blushing brunette buddy inside and quickly set about looking for a way backstage. After the way Sora was gawking at that guy, the girls had made him promise to help them get the two together, and there was no way he was going back on a promise to those girls….

As he was lead through the building by Hayner, Sora couldn't help but notice the exact thing he was hoping not to see. "Private rooms." Great. Hayner HAD dragged him to some whore house. But…. Does that mean the blonde boy is one too….