Taemin was pacing around in the apartment he rented together with Key.

"Dude, chill... You'll be fine." The blond boy said for the thousandth time in a hour. 

Taemin was about to go to his first dance lesson at the studio of Ms. Choi and he had been nervous about ever since he got the phone call the evening before. The reputation of Ms. Choi was something to be nervous about. She was responsible for a lot of famous dancers, whether it was modern or break dance. Only the new kids and the professionals would get lessons from Ms. Choi herself and that made Taemin even more nervous. 

"It's just... I was the only one who was chosen from my group. What if I'm still sent away after the first lesson? Maybe I'm just not good enough." Taemin said and Key could hear real fear in his voice. He stood up from the couch and walked to his younger friend. He grabbed his shoulders so Taemin was forced to stand still.

"Look at me, pabo. You're an amzing dancer. Ms. Choi is going to make you famous and me jealous. I'm going to be cheering you on all the way and you're going to buy me a house and a lot of fashionable clothes when you're rich from all the dancing, understood? Now stop whining and get your over to the dance studio. I'm picking you up at 10. Go!"

Then he hugged the younger one tight and pushed him to the door. 

Taemin was still a little baffled, but he smiled at his friend. "Thank you, Hyung. I'll think of you when I'm dancing. You'll get your house and fancy clothes. I promise!" He yelled while he walked down the hallway of the flat. 

"You better think about that boy you've been talking about all evening." Key whispered and he chuckled. He was right. Taemin had been talking about the mystery boy all evening last night. Key knew the mysterie boy was the beginning of a new era for his little Taemin. He just hoped it would be a good beginning. 

"Minho, did you clean studio 6? The kids will soon be coming."

The voice of his mother echoed through the hallway. A crew was already practicing in studio 2. Minho had though to relax for a while after his mother had disappeared to get ready for the dance lessons to the new kids. He was laying down on one of the large chairs when his mother called from the hallway. He sighed and got up. *No escaping this.* He thought miserable and he went to the staff room to the cleaning stuff. 

A few minutes later he entered studio 6. It was clear this studio hadn't been used in a while. Everything was covered in dust. This was going to be one hell of a job. And the new kids would be here in around 20 minutes. Minho sighed again. He got his phone out of his jacket, plugged in his earphones and looked up some good cheery music. *Better make the best out of the worst.* He thought and with a little smile on his face and good cheery music, he started to work.

One good song after another came on and Minho actually started to like it. He was getting sweaty so after four songs he stopped. He looked around, but of course nobody was there. He pulled his shirt over his head and threw it in the corner near the door. He looked in the mirror. *I'm looking damn fine.* He thought while he smirked at himself in the mirror. He had been very aware of his body and he had been training for years now. A benifit was that he was strong enough to beat up almost everyone. That was one of the reasons he was the leader of his gang. He smiled once more and turned away to go back to work.

He was still mopping the floor when a familiar song came on. It was "Rise as One" from Changmin form TVXQ. He really liked the song. It had a nice build up and he could feel his body began to move to the beat. When the drop came he couldn't stand still and he started to move with his whole body. *What the heck am I doing?* He thought, but he didn't stop. When the music calmed down a bit again, he started to hum with the music. He knew the words by heart already. He had listened to the song a lot the past few days. He couldn't help but put in on replay and the intro started again. This time he looked in the mirror while dancing. What he saw, amazed him.

In the mirror a young strong man was dancing with all his heart and the moves were perfectly executed and on the beat. His upper body was covered in a little bit of sweat and his hair started to stick to his forehead. When he made a turn he could see the sweat drops swirl around the room. 

And he laughed. *What's this feeling?

Taemin was way too early at the dance studio. He knew that, but because of his nerves he had been afraid he would be too late. He slowly walked into the big hall with the chairs and looked around uncertainly. 

"H-Hello?" He called and when nobody replied he walked to the announcement board. 

The class for the beginners will be held at 8:30 a.m. in studio 6. Please change in dressing room 6 for the boys and 7 for the girls.

*So I have to be in dressing room 6.* Taemin thought and he sighed relieved. He was afraid he wouldn't be able to figure out what to do. He walked through the door with "dance studios" on it. He walked to dressing room 6. He still had like 15 minutes before his class began. He quickly changed into his dancing clothes and sat on the bench. Suddenly he heard some sound coming from the studio. Curious he walked to the door, which was slightly open. He peeked around the door and his breath caught in his throat.

It was the mystery boy from his audition. 

*This wasn't a boy. No human could dance this perfectly without music.* Teamin thought breathlessly, but then he saw the earphones. He could only look at the boy through the mirror, 'cause the boy was standing with his back towards him. Taemin blushed. The boy wasn't wearing a T-shirt and Taemin could see his perfectly shaped chest pumping up and down to get enough air from all the dancing. The moves were perfect and Taemin could feel his body itching to join the boy. He knew that wouldn't be appreciated, 'cause this looked like a private moment. The boy had his eyes closed and a little smile on his face. 

At that moment he made a full turn and he laughed out loud. The clear sound of his laughter hit Taemin right in his heart. This was pure joy and happiness he heard. He couldn't help but smile himself. He knew what the boy was feeling. He felt like that every time he danced. He didn't want to make a sound, afraid he would startle the boy. He wanted to enjoy this moment as long as possible. He could feel a cramp coming up in his neck, but he refused to move his body. He was too afraid to awaken the beautiful creature before him and ruin the moment that was now his and the boy's. 

Then there was another thing he noticed: a mob. Was the boy actually mobbing the floor? Taemin couldn't help but chuckle. Why would a tough boy like that mob the floors of a dance studio? At that moment the boy opened his eyes and looked right into his through the mirror. 

The two boys both froze and stared at each other. 

A/N: A small chapter for you guys. I just wanted to update, 'cause I'm afraid I won't be able to do so in a few days. Oh and I felt like this was the perfect part to stop. Keke... ;)
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