Fai stretched his long leg up, and carefully hooked it over the pole before him, before leaning back, sliding his other foot along the floor.
“Keep stretching, Fai, I need to do one more interview before we can start practice”
“Ok, Ashura-sensei!” Fai chimed, sliding his foot back up, so he could unhook the other from the pole jutting from the wall.
Half an hour later, Ashura came back into the dance hall, sighing, and muttering something under his breath. “The last candidate didn’t show up.”
“So, one less person to judge to be my new partner.” Fai said shortly, getting up from the floor, and walking over to Ashura to look over the list of possible candidates.
And that is when the door to the hall burst open, slamming against the wall behind it.
“I CAN’T BELIEVE THAT INSUFFERABLE-oh…”
A tall man with spiky black hair stood in the doorway.
“And who might you be?” Ashura asked, turning to face the man.
“My name is Kurogane.”
“Ah. The final candidate. You’re much too late now, I’m sorry. I’m afraid you can no longer get an interview with us.” Ashura said, crossing his arms over his chest.
Kurogane stared at him for a moment, and then dropped a bag he was carrying on the floor, while slipping his current shoes off.
“Is he who I would’ve been dancing with?” Kurogane asked.
Fai blinked, pointing at himself. “Me?…yes.”
Kurogane then walked across the floor in only his socks, and grabbed Fai by the wrist. “Screw the interview. I came to SHOW what I can do.” He then yanked Fai towards himself. Fai, consequently, dropped the clipboard he had been holding, and squeaked indignantly as he was tugged.
“Hang on a-“ Ashura stopped mid-sentence as he watched Kurogane throw Fai around, and into the air with much ease. Fai quickly got over his initial stunned stupor, and began to dance with Kurogane, responding perfectly to Kurogane’s moves, and giggling all the way.
Ashura was mesmerized for a few minutes, until Kurogane spun Fai over to him, and ceased movement.
“…Tada.” He stated simply before walking back over to where his shoes were left haphazardly on the floor, and slipped them back on.
“Hyuu! That was fun!” Fai breathed, partially out of breath from his dancing.
“Um…I’ll call you…” Ashura said, still in a slight stupor from Kurogane’s sudden display.
“Great. See ya.” Kurogane grabbed his bag off the floor, and gave a short wave over his shoulder before leaving again.
“He’s good.” Ashura murmured. Fai nodded eagerly beside him.

“Let goooo! You’re holding too-no! Not THAT loose!” Fai was becoming exasperated with the people who had gotten interviews with Ashura to be his new partner. Several had auditioned so far, and none of them were as good as he had hoped.
“Thank you! That’s fine. We’ll call you.” Ashura stood from his seat near the far wall of the dance hall. The person who had been dancing with Fai bowed slightly, before scurrying away to change.
“Ashuraaaaaa-senseiiii” Fai whined, once the ‘potential’ dancer had left the hall, “I can’t take this anymore. If I have to dance with one more person who steps on my feet, and throws me across the room like a Frisbee, I’m going to go ballistic.” He then flopped onto the floor, and rubbed his feet.
“I know, Fai. I’m sorry. They had good recommendations, and resumes, though.” Ashura scribbled something on his clipboard, before sitting beside Fai.
“Maybe you should just call back that Kurogane guy.” Fai suggested, cracking his back.
“He shouldn’t even have had the chance to dance with you. He showed up 10 minutes late for his interview. Plus, he has no prior experience as a professional dancer, besides a school he attended when he was 8 years old.”
Fai nodded, before getting up, and spinning around a couple times. “But, he’s good.”
Ashura sighed. He couldn’t argue with that.

“Hello, Kurogane-san?”
“Ya?”
“This is Ashura, Fai’s manager. I was wondering if you still wanted a call-back.”
“…Sure. What time?”
“Today would be good. Perhaps in the next couple of hours?”
“Alright. I’ll be there.”
Ashura sighed as he hung up the phone. They had run through every contestant, and not one had done a better job then Kurogane.

Fai was dancing around the hall by himself, when Kurogane walked in. Fai didn’t even notice the man enter, as he had his music blaring, and his eyes closed. When the song ended, and he opened his eyes for his mock-bows, he nearly had a heart attack when he found the tall man standing not 10 feet in front of him.
“Oh my god!” Fai’s hand flew to his chest, and he laughed quietly to himself, “You scared me.”
“It’s not my fault your music is loud, and you dance with your eyes shut.” Kurogane shrugged.
Fai nodded, still smiling. “I guess you have a point.”