Castles in the Air ((Anya))

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[Danny Larkin]

W E W I L L F I G H T

or we will fall 'til the Angels

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[atrb=width,240] Danny was thrilled to hear Anya laugh at his joke. He was also no sure what he would have done if she had taken him seriously. They rounded the corner and continued up the other side of the track, Anya turning her attention on him. Danny resisted the urge to smile like a big, goofy dork as she spoke. "Well, at least I'm not going to teach you ballet." He winced; even imagining that was painful. Ballroom sounded better, but only a little. Still, he was being optimistic because, even if it turned out he was impossible to teach dancing of any sort, at least he'd get to spend some more time with Anya. Her last comment about "normal" dancing made him smile and nod. "Nah, it never made sense to me either. It looks like you just get out there and...wiggle." He demonstrated it briefly, stopping when the movement threw off his flight and he nearly crashed into the redhead. "But at least if you learn a little ballroom dancing you'll be all set for when you want to dance with that . . . umm special person." Danny blinked in surprise at her words, feeling a little silly. He hadn't thought about actually dancing with anyone...this had just been an excuse not to end a good day. Maybe he would dance with...someone... Wrestling away a blush and another dorky smile, he glanced at Anya out of the corner of his eye. Her head was turned, and he immediately felt guilty, sure it had been something he said or did. "Are you okay, Anya?" What if she somehow knew what he was thinking? Girls could do that sometimes, right? Horrified, he tried not to let it show through his concern. "We don't have to do the dancing thing, if you don't want to." He hated saying it. Really hated saying it, but didn't want her to be uncomfortable.

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