Aaaand I here I am again! I actually am having a hard time writing this. I really don't know where I'm heading yet. So I go with the flow. However, after writing this chapter I feel that I'm on the track, somewhat. . .

I always tries to not let my mood affect my writing but it is kind of hard. Since I have to re-write chapters that I think gets too influenced by myself.
However, I want to thank the new people who followed this story! Thank you for making me write.

Enough of this now.

Dis: I do not own No.6

Even deep inside in the back of the theater you could hear the low rumble of rain as Shion and Yui practiced dancing.

"One, two, three," Yui clapped his hands in the tact of a waltz and Shion did his best to match it, "One, two, three…"
Shion felt a hand on his arm who softly adjusted it and then Yui's voice which called out the numbers again.

Shion concentrated on his feet's movements once more and tried to remember how Rina had showed him to turn last night. The past days had been filled with dance practice, how to serve and how to move. Yui was so stern in the beginning that he had collapsed on his bed with pain all over his body from exhaustion.

The long days really took out its rights on him but Shion had noticed that Yui had been more gentle with him for the past days, since he had developed so much. Well, clearly dancing wasn't one of them even if he had spent the night with Rina teaching him how to do some of the steps, and Yui was still a perfectionist as always and was impatient when Shion messed up the dance.

But somehow he was more and more gentle with him, even if he still used that stick to snap his head. Rina must have told him that they practice dancing and the serving rules in their room, he thought and pouted his lips in frustration.
Ther couldn't be any other explanation to Yui's behaviour otherwise.

Then a hand at his chin and his arm snapped him back again, Yui was there again, softly adjusting him before stepping back. Shion was getting nervous and tried to look up in the ceiling to gain focus again.

He wished Yui could stop doing that, sneaking up on him and gently touch him while he dance or correct his hands when he serves.

The places Yui touched burned as soft as he had touched them but it was still making it harder to concentrate. He felt confused and bit his lip as he thought about why he felt this way now.

Was this called love?

Shion could feel his cheeks blush at the embarrassment and shame of the thought of it. Yui was a man.
Was it just because his beauty? Shion wondered and got sad at the idea.

Am I that shallow? He thought as he gazed at the tall silver-haired boy, who still counted the numbers, he followed his lean body, his soft skin, his jaw line, his lips and-, Shion lost himself as Yui intensely met his eyes.

No, there was something else to it he felt as something moved inside him.

"What are you looking at?" Yui said and stopped his counting.

"Perhaps," he walked up to Shion with an teasing smile on his face, "Perhaps you have fallen for me?"

Yui tried to take a peek at Shion's face but he turned away. Shion noticed how his legs bump into something behind him and he lost his balance.

Sharp edges hit him multiple times in the back as he fell into a pile of boxes and it made more noise than he expected.

After the crash followed a dense silence before a sound broke it and Yui collapsed in a loud laughter. Shion's jaw dropped as he saw the sincere feelings Yui showed, somehow, it had always felt like Yui always putted up an act around others.

However, now with Yui brimming with laughter as he sat on the floor made Shion look at him in amazement. This was the Yui he had seen the first time as he meet him. The true glimpses of Yui that he had seen were what fascinated him and he could feel his lips spread into a smile.

Shion tried to move out of the sea of boxes but failed as more of them attacked him instead. It followed by another attack of Yui's laughter too which he soon tried to control again.

"Here I'll help you," Yui said still trying to suppress another laughter creeping on.

"I never thought you would be so surprised that you tripped, you really are worthless."

Yui pulled Shion out of the boxes and pulled him to close. Shion placed his hands on Yui's warm chest and tried to push himself away, but Yui took a steady grip around his hand and waist.

"Oh-no! Don't even try to get away," Yui began and started to move in a rhythm, "we are not done with practice."

Yui moved in a waltz and Shion followed in something that wasn't really a waltz.

"You really are worthless." Yui stated and chuckled. Shion could feel his cheeks heat and felt the need to defend his dignity.

"Well, you are the one that is supposed to lead, so it's not my fault that you can't do it right."

"Oh really?" Yui said and stopped.

"What if I told you that you have to step in closer or otherwise it is impossible for the man to lead?"

Shion looked down at the barely noticeable space between them.

"It's fine. It would be weird if I stepped in any closer, right?"

Shion got nervous just by the thought of it since they were just inches from each other.

"Step closer." Yui demanded.

Shion looked up on him and hesitantly stepped a bit closer and he could feel the warmth from his partner's body.

"Closer. . ." Yui whispered and Shion stepped in the last bit.

He could feel Yui's body standing against him. Shion could feel every part of him pressing against him: his hips, arms, chest and his face just beside his own.

Then Yui started to move again and Shion followed perfectly but he couldn't think on anything else than the low voice beside his ear whispering the tact of the dance. Like he needed it now anyways, since every part of his body followed Yui's, which made Yui stop counting and moving to hum a waltz melody instead.

"See? You dance perfectly now, Worthless-san." Yui whispered in a low voice in Shion's ear and he coud feel shivers down his spine.

"Can you please stop whispering in my ear?" Shion mumbled back, "It is already embarrassing as it is."

Shion noticed how a smile was spreading over Yui's face and how his arm tightened around his waist forcing him to push even harder up against his body.

Shion could feel how his body finally couldn't take the tension anymore and a sweet sound escaped his lips.

A wave of embarrassment welled over Shion and he could hear Yui chuckle.

"Opss. . ." he whispered, "My fault." Yui's lips brushed against Shion's ear and neck.

That bastard is doing it on purpose! Shion thought but couldn't stop the heat spreading inside his body.

Is he serious? Shion wondered and tried to push away.

"Well, weeell. . .What is this for a kind of waltz?"

Mark's voice perched through the air and made the two boys stop their waltz.

Yui still hold Shion close but with a careless expression on his face, Shion however, wore a beat red expression and looked down.

How long had he been standing there? Shion wanted to sink through the floor and never come back again.

"Practise is over." Mark said and looked at Yui who now dropped his arms and stepped back from Shion.

Shion noticed a cold face had replaced Yui's happy one just now.

Mark smiled at them both and turned to Shion who flinched at his gaze.

"I need to borrow Yui. Why won't you go and practice with Rina?"

Mark sounded like he always did but Shion felt uneasy leaving Yui with Mark. He looked at Yui who nodded at him to leave so Shion nodded too and hurried away as he tried to cover his burning face.

"This wasn't supposed to happen. . ." Shion whispered as his body burned and heart raced.

omg Mark you party crasher! ;_;