one two three, one two three, turn.

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[Some may pass by the ballroom and stop to listen and hear the orchestra music that bounced off of the walls in a melodious symphony. It was something you would yearn to dance to. Of course, Sora had no idea how to do it. The tango, that is.
He was practicing and trying his hardest to keep his feet going in the right direction, stumbling a few times.
Who was his partner?
His dog, Kai. The German shepherd had his tongue sticking out while his paws were being held on to by Sora's feeble hands, standing on its hind legs and barking a bit when Sora started laughing.
It was hard to be serious when you're practicing the tango with a dog. Nonetheless he kept trying, but maybe he needed some better instructions.]

[[ooc: Dancing to El Tango De Roxanne, feel free to teach him the tango c: ]]

Comments

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

[as long as it was Riku's own feet, sure. because if he watches his own, he'll just repeat the same steps.]

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[He was watching his own feet just to make sure he wasn't going to step on Riku's, he was doing fairly well. Sora might stumble a bit when they change directions, but he had a steady rhythm in his head.]

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

[after a bit of repetition, he stops.]

Ready to try leading?

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[No.]

S-Sure.

[Wait-he wasn't already leading? Gah, this was going to be hell.]

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

[he moves his hands slightly, before nodding at him.]

Try what I did.

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[He gave a curt nod, adjusting his grip before standing up a bit taller. He had to straighten himself to seem more confident anyway.]

Okay.

[His footing shifted, walking backwards with more powerful strides. He wasn't trying to second guess his footing, that's what usually made him stumble. Aaand turn.]

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

Niice, but don't guess. Know. Your turn has to be a little more powerful.

[Riku's very light on his feet. it's almost as if Sora wasn't holding anyone in his arms, because he doesn't apply any pressure against Sora, like he was when he was leading.]

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

Right.

[Very weird. He ran the advice he was given over and over in his mind before letting the thoughts leave him entirely. His ears flicking back every now and again before he took more control to side-step, spin around with the other, and walk forward with diligence. And hopefully grace.]

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

[... hm. opens his eyes, watching him now. he doesn't say a word.]

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[Good, no comments meant he wasn't doing anything wrong. He'll continue with his easy steps, eventually spinning Riku out and back in to his arms boldly. Sora merely grinned sheepishly before turning to stride in the other direction.]

How am I doing?

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

Might be hope for you yet.

[that is totally not a smile on his face.]

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[W-What a compliment. He laughed weakly, shaking his head before stepping it up a notch to move a bit quicker. Sora was surprised when he was finally beginning to become light on his feet. But hardly a match for Riku's grace. Hey, he was proud of himself though.]

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

[--oh, that caught him off guard and there's a bit of weight, before he tapers off. he's actually moving on his tiptoes.]

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[Sora wasn't sure if he could handle being on his tiptoes...He'll try though-yep not working. He's back to rest his weight on his heels again, spinning and twirling Riku here and there to the violin.]

How do you describe the tango. I hear there are different ways to describe different styles of dancing.

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

Hot, firey, difficult?

[small sigh, stops dancing.]

That's how Axel described it, anyway.

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[Tilts his head. Was he supposed to let go now since they've stopped dancing?]

Axel, is he your other dancing partner?

[If it was difficult, maybe he should just quit right now..]

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

No, he's my... dancing teacher.

[small smirk.]

You've just danced it, though. It's not that difficult.

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[oiehfin--He did didn't he?]

Oh, the instructor. Is he here? Maybe I can get a few more tips.

[Ho shit.]

I did!

[Mission accomplished.]

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

[l-laughs, stepping away.]

See?

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

Awesome!

[He struck a heroic pose, wearing a big grin.]

Wasn't that bad with a little help from you, thanks Riku.

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

[stares at him for a moment, before shaking his head and smiling.]

... welcome, I guess.