Welcome to the series of oneshots concerning our fave pairing!

Short and Sweet

First Shot: Dancing with a star.

Summary: What happens when Ema and Klavier learn to dance—Cha cha style! Well…things tend to get a little…sensual, if you get my drift. Hint hint: Extremely mild.

Inspired by the actual “Dancing with the Stars.” And some of the credit goes to Roxius ‘cause they also inspired it with a fanfic called “Her Guitar Hero.”

But Roxius didn’t actually write the idea—it was just in a sentence.

Argh, it’s too confusing.

My research of the Cha Cha was on youtube—watch a video called “Professional Cha Cha” by someone called “aceofhearts” or something like that.

Disclaimer: Don’t own anything—I guess Roxius owns the idea, ‘cause they wrote it first.

“WHAT?!” Ema shrieked, dropping her packet of Snackoos that refused to open. Well, she did cut her thumb quite painfully with a scalpel, making it hard to do things that required two thumbs.

“Won’t it be fun, fräulein!” smiled Klavier, opening Ema’s packet for her.

“No it won’t!!” she argued, snatching her bag away. “I don’t even know how to dance!! And unless you want me to suffer public humiliation and completely waste an entire packet on you—you will not take me on that show. End of talk. Bye bye!”

“Wait—fräulein? Please? Fräulein!”
”Leave me alone—I have your stupid reports to write out!” snapped Ema, storming off and munching those snacks with as much ferocity as Victor Kudo did with his birdseeds.

“If you do decide to come—I shall leave you alone for the remainder of this entire year.”

“…I might have some time in my diary.”

And that is how Ema ended up ALONE in a DANCE STUDIO learning how to dance the Cha Cha with Klavier Gavin.

“Alright—the first and utmost thing to remember when you’re on stage is to relax. No matter the situation. Ja?”

“…”

”Otherwise, you won’t have fun.”

“……why did I even agree on this?”

“Come now, fräulein—you aren’t having second thoughts on that alone time are you?”

“N-no!”

Ema sighed. “Ok, let’s get this over and done with.” She said, determined to reap the rewards.

The prosecutor gently took her hand, placing it on his shoulder and put his own hand on her hip.

She tensed pretty quickly after that. He’s doing this on purpose!! Pervert!!

“Now, it’s been a while since I last danced anything, so apologies for anything bad.”

“Remember Gavin—no personal feelings.”

It didn’t take that long (actually, it took the pair about five hours together, but they didn’t notice the passing of time) and Ema soon got the hang of it.

The only problems she had been with some of the more…sensual parts.

One part—she had to press against Klavier’s body.

“No personal feelings.” She kept muttering to herself.

Another…

She had to stroke him.

Her hand lightly glided over his stomach, feeling the muscles underneath the clothing.

Poor Ema—could her tongue get any sorer from being bitten!?

She had to wear a dress that showed off her legs. Ema had quite the figure—her lab coat was quite handy in concealing it. The problem was about the way he would stare at her—guys at such a young age as 24 still had problems controlling their emotions…

And he had to hold her quite closely to his body at one point in the cha cha.

Other trivial problems were that she had to dance in heels—quite painful, after practising for many times, she had to walk up to him in a suggestive way and the fact that this entire experience would spread more rumours at the precinct.

On the night—how tense was Ema?!

She looked wonderful in the sleek short black dress and curled hair-style—or to use the term that was going through Klavier’s mind…

Sexy.

Perverted might be added to his name now. Perverted, glimmerous fop.

Latin American music started up from the band—someone rolled their tongue, letting out a trilled r.

And one prosecutor made his way onto the stage, dressed in black pants and a matching shirt that showed off that sexy chest.

A pose started the squeals from the seated fangirls in the audience.

He shook his hips, earning many whoops from the crowd.

Our dear detective had to practically flounce towards Klavier, also shaking and receiving whoops/wolf-whistles.

The first few twirls and spins went great—it got to the awkward part that Ema hated.

“No personal feelings, Gavin.” She hissed when he held her closely and gave her the best intense look from his steel-blue eyes.

“No personal feelings, fräulein.” He smiled, letting her out of his hold.

Her hand went straight across his chest, up his neck and to his cheek.

This does not count as feeling—it’s a part of the dance.

A few more steps and twirls—the next awkward part.

Grudgingly stepping towards the prosecutor, the detective turned her back and stepped backwards, ending up guiding Klavier’s hand up her spine and around her waist.

The most perverted crowd was definitely expecting it.

They wanted it that badly.

Oh what the heck—I’ve already gotten this far. No turning back now.

She rubbed against him, taking the prosecutor’s hand and placing it on her beating heart.

Klavier was literally giggling like an excited schoolboy kissing a girl for the first time in his life.

Oh, very mature Gavin (!)

Around the ending, Ema ended up in Klavier’s arms again.

He kissed her for the end.

The TV screen was bright compared to the dark room in Apollo’s apartment. He was in charge of Trucy because Phoenix had a game in the restaurant.

The young magician was watching with her mouth open, just about to throw another mouthful of popcorn into her mouth.

“What’s wrong, Trucy?” asked Apollo, sitting next to her on the couch.

What an amazing show of passion—ladies and gentleman, the Cha Cha performed by our celebrity guest Klavier Gavin and his partner, Ema Skye!

I just love her dress—it just shows those wonderful legs off and, oh did you see the way it twirled?

Lovely—just lovely.

Veerrry suggestive!

The crowd sure agrees—the studio was roaring for more, weren’t they!

Amazing. The sensuality of the dance was just spectacular. Not bad for a rock-star who never learnt to dance before!

Oh, Miss Skye must have enjoyed it—that cheeky smile she had around the middle of the dance was just…! Oh wasn’t that flirtatious or just flirtatious! Rowr!

That music was great too—it really helped with the cheekiness and the flirty air in the dance.

Let me tell you folks back home: you have no idea what you just missed live! One of the hottest and sexiest dances here on the special celebrity guest night of “Dancing with the Stars!”

Sexy much!? Ooph, the studio’s getting steamy! Next dance is the well-known…

Apollo joined Trucy, open-mouthed.

“Thank goodness I recorded that!” Trucy said triumphantly, snapping out of her trance.

“Uh…WHAT?! You recorded it!? You aren’t even supposed to watch that kinda stuff!! It’s too suggestive for you!”

”What’s suggestive mean? And I’m fifteen y’know!”

”Never you mind about that. Now give me that tape.”

”Aww! Polly! You’ll send me a copy won’t you? Won’t you!?! Polllyyy!!!!”

Note: this isn’t over yet! We’ve still got a couple more surprises here!

Hope you enjoyed the first part of these series of oneshots with our fave pairing!

Next shot: Caught red-faced.