A short little fic. Enjoy. The title means "One Last Dance" in French. I was inspired by the Kyo song "Dernière Danse" so that's why the title is in French.
Une Dernière Danse
There were only a few people left in the Officers' Club. It was late and most of the people were too tired to stay any longer. Rizzo was asleep on a table in the corner, Klinger was almost asleep at the bar and Hawkeye was bored. So he decided to ask Margaret for one last dance. For they would be going home soon, when would he have this opportunity again?
"Major, may I have this dance?" He asked.
"What?" She asked looking up at him from her table.
"Come on Margaret, just one last dance." Hawkeye insisted.
She thought for a moment, this would either be fun or a waste of time. She decided on fun. She wasn't in the mood for wasting time.
"Alright, let's get it over with." She replied, standing up.
"That's a great way to flatter a guy Margaret. I'm glad you're so eager to dance with me." Hawkeye said, taking her hand.
"Just don't stand on my toes." She told him with a grin.
"Moi? Margaret I'm offended." He answered sarcastically. Then said, "I would never step on your lovely toes."
"Ha you better not" Margaret answered.
"Just dance Margaret." Hawkeye said.
"Right." She answered.
The music was at first slow, then fast then back to slow again.
"Come on Margaret, don't tell me you're not enjoying this." Hawkeye said.
"You're not the worst dance partner I've ever had." Margaret replied.
"Oh good so I pass then?" Hawkeye said.
"Only just." Margaret said.
"Anything I can do to improve my rating?" Hawkeye asked cheekily. Before she answered he dipped her, just before he brought her up he kissed her with as much passion as he could muster. To his surprise she returned it.
"So, how do I do now?" He asked once they had finished.
"Pretty damn good." Margaret said, then they both laughed.
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