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This is How I Dance, Boys

Oh god, oh god, they got me, oh god, they've trapped me, was the only thing running through my head. I let out a small cry in fear and tried to pull away, but their grip tightened almost turning painful.

I gasped and looked up at his face with wide, scared eyes, knowing there was no way out of my fate.

Kaoru looked back at me with an expression of confusion, worry, and anger. Although he moved his head back to look at me, he didn't loosen his grip at all. "Shay?" he said in a weird voice, almost like it was shaking a little. "What's wrong? Why do you look so scared?" His tone was all seriousness, which I had never heard from him. That must mean I couldn't look good.

I snapped my quivering lips shut and pulled down my anxious brow as much as I could, but dread was still consuming my stomach. There wasn't much time.

"These guys, they wanted to buy me a drink, and then they pulled me into the crowd and threw me around, and when he came back I couldn't think of anything else so I just kicked it away and took off!" The words seemed to flow from my mouth all at once, and I felt my eyebrows pinching up in the middle again, but it was too hard to fight it. I gasped, and then looked frantically up at Kaoru and his brother, who wore the same expression silently.

"They're coming after me, and I can't – I don't know what – they're going to do – bad, I can't think -!" I started to babble uncontrollably from fear. My body felt cold. Incredibly, I felt my throat tighten and my eyes get a hard pressure behind them. Swallowing, I forced the tears back into my eyes, but there was no way I could still talk.

"Sweetheart, that wasn't very nice of you," said a calm voice from behind me. My body went rigid involuntarily.

Slowly, I looked over my shoulder, biting my bottom lip. There was no way of getting out of it now; I was trapped, and what's worse is that I brought the twins into it as well.

Blondie was standing behind me calmly, his cronies backing him. He offered a dangerously calm smile.

I felt my emotions shut off, turning everything blank inside of me. I couldn't get out of it, so I'd try to get out of it with the least amount of damage possible. Setting my face into a determined mask, I turned to face them.

Well, I tried to at least. The strong grip on my arms held me rooted to the spot. When I tried turning, Kaoru pulled me towards him softly, but hard enough to pull me off balance a few steps and fall into him. Although I was sure I hit him a little hard, he didn't budge or look down at me. His eyes were locked on the boys in front of him. Hikaru had the same target as he took a step in front of his brother and I.

Placing a protective hand on my shoulder, Kaoru moved me to his back so I was behind him and his brother. "What're you-?" I managed before Hikaru put a hand out to cut me off. I felt waves of anger rolling off from the twins, which scared me a little.

"What're you four assholes annoying a pretty girl for?" Hikaru started aggressively.

"Crawl back under whatever rock you came from and leave her alone," Kaoru growled, matching Hikaru's tone.

"Oh, lookie here, we've got some pretty girls here to stop us," Blondie taunted, making his friends laugh stupidly. The black feeling in my stomach turned into one of anger, and it was growing. "Get out of our way and let us treat the nice lady, and you won't have to take a trip to the hospital," he growled with a smirk on his face. He winked at me over the twins.

I gave him a death glare. I could feel the anger turning into rage.

"Well, since you two pretty boys won't move, I guess we'll just have to move you." Blondie made a violent movement and Hikaru let out a yelp, stumbling back a few steps.

"Hikaru!" Kaoru screamed. But it wasn't the normal way he screamed his name like when they were playing lovers at the club; this time Kaoru sounded like he wanted to make someone scream in pain for what they did to Hikaru.

Kaoru flung a fist at one of the boys. I didn't get to see if it landed because Blondie was up in my face all of a sudden. Smirking that stupid smirk like he was some hot shit.

"Hey baby, why're you hanging out with such pussies when you could be with me?"

That did it. It made me snap. My blood went from a simmer to an erupting boiling, spilling over the sides.

Somehow Blondie had taken my wrist in his hand when I wasn't paying attention. Yanking it out of his grip, I slammed my fist into his stomach with all my force. I heard the breath escaping him in a wheeze, but I was no where near done yet.

Taking a quick step back, I reeled one of my legs up. Years of soccer training and muscle behind it, I let it fly towards his knee and heard a satisfying crack. He let out a howl of pain as he fell to the floor but stopped it short when I grabbed his fat face with one hand.

"Don't. You. Ever. Insult my friends again," I snarled in the lowest voice I could manage, fixing him with a vicious glare. He was so shocked that he couldn't do anything but look up at me dumbfoundedly. "You worthless piece of shit!" I hissed, swinging my elbow into the side of his face and standing back up.

Hikaru seemed to be dealing pretty well with the boy attacking him. They were about the same size, except for weight, but it was easy to see that Hikaru had the upper hand and was in control.

Kaoru didn't seem to be having as much luck. The two other boys had ganged up on him. His arms were crossed over his face defensively, his glare visible between the gaps.

Without thinking twice about it, I came in from the side, slamming a kick into the knee of the nearest boy. The unexpected hit left him unbalanced and Kaoru took his chance to slam a fist into the boy's face and again in his chest.

I locked my sights on the other boy, the one with brown hair. I ducked his flying fist, feeling the air as it passed the spot my head had been a second earlier. His recovery was slow and left his whole side open. I took my chance and tried to make a hit.

Suddenly all the air was forced out of my body, pain exploding from just under my ribs. He lifted me off the ground for a second before I crashed back down, crumpling slightly. Huh, wasn't ready for that, I thought groggily. He stood over me grinning sickly.

I didn't have time to catch my breath, so I went for it, flashing a leg out. I connected with his ankles, bringing them together and off of the ground in a smooth movement. I saw his face change to confusion in slow motion and thought I would've laughed if I had the air to.

Before he could fall on top of me I slithered out of the way. He landed, hard, and I nimbly got behind him, locking my arms around his neck and holding tight. Gasping for breath, he flailed around making wide arcs with his arms. He rolled over on top of me and even though all the air was forced from my body yet again, I held tight. Eventually, his arms slackened then fell at his sides.

I gasped, taking in the biggest breath I could manage. I squirmed out from under his fat body, kicking his arm away from my leg when I got out.

When everything settled down I heaved out a sigh, which actually kind of hurt. My hand fluttered up to the sore spot as I breathed. I wasn't sure if the bruise would show, but that area would be sore for a while.

I turned to look at the twins, both looking a little winded and still ready to throw a punch but otherwise unhurt. Relief washed through me and tension I didn't even know I was holding released.

"Hey, you two alright?"

Immediately they stiffened, snapping side-by-side and hunching their shoulders. "You. . !" they huffed almost accusingly and prodding fingers my way. I froze in alarmed confusion.

"You were the one that came up to us looking so scared, and now you're asking us if we're okay?! What the hell's wrong with you?!"

I felt my body relax at their retort. They're okay, I thought. "Oh, well excuse me," I muttered blandly, raising an eyebrow and pushing my mouth to the side nonchalantly. I put my hands on my hips. "I just wanted to make sure you two were okay, but it seems like you're more than fine."

I turned from their fuming figures. "Anyway, we better call someone to clean this mess-!"

My word turned into a yelp as something grabbed my ankle and pulled, forcing me to the ground. I tried to scramble away but it held fast. Looking down my body I saw Blondie's face starting to swell where I'd elbowed him. A brief sense of victory rolled over me.

He glowered at me with piggy eyes, yet unlike before I wasn't scared. I felt that he was putting on an act, faking, and it only made him seem more pathetic.

"Get your hand off," I snarled slowly, quietly.

He only had time to darken his brow a little further. The next moment he was dangling off the ground, held up by a tall dark figure.

"Whatever you did to Shay," said a dark voice, "be glad I wasn't there in the beginning." The snapping of knuckles being popped came from a short blonde figure. I stood up and noticed the controlled anger running through Honey's body, face, and eyes. It was actually quite scary.

"Uhm, Honey, that's okay," I said awkwardly. "I'm glad you weren't there or you would've gotten hurt."

The twins gave me a look that told me they would've laughed at my comment if there wasn't so much tension.

"Now what?" Mori asked calmly. His cold gaze kept Blondie from struggling to get out of his grasp.

The four boys looked to me. I started, unprepared. "What? I was gonna have the bouncers throw them out," I said, motioning to those on the ground. "It's not like we can leave them here; people might trip on them." Just in time to prove my point, a wayward clubber stumbled on one of the limp forms. He recovered and kept walking, hollering at his friends.

I threw my thumb towards the boy. "My point's been proven. They could really hurt someone by staying here; let's get them out."

After trying for a few minuets to drag them out of the way, I gave up and went to look for Viktor and his friends. The twins insisted on coming with me. I was a little wary about leaving Honey with the thugs, but it didn't seem like Mori would have any trouble.

I thought about telling the brothers that they should help Mori, but I knew they would shoot me down. They stuck protectively close to me as we made our way to the entrance. I had a feeling that they were giving death glares to anyone that came too close. Every now and then when I bumped into someone they'd put a hand on my shoulder, or take a step closer to me.

I wasn't exactly comfortable with it, but I guess I couldn't blame them after seeing me so freaked out. Whenever new dancers came into my club they were pretty sensitive to the comments thrown at them, and I'd always be right there to protect them. So I knew how they felt and that they were trying to keep me from getting so scared again, but I couldn't say that I liked being on the other end of this protection thing.

We reached Viktor, and I put on a victorious smile. When he saw me he grinned, though it seemed slightly deterred as he looked at the irritated boys behind me. "Ah, did you cause trouble in the house again, little Foxx?" He laughed, putting a hand to his chest. "Such a fierce spirit you have."

I kept smiling though I could feel the twins looking at me, curious about the question. I could almost hear their voices, accusing me in unison. Again?! How often do you get in trouble?! I shook the feeling off; they could ask me later if they remembered.

"Well, you know how I am," I said with a shrug. "People should know who they're messing with before they start or they'll get punched out."

This actually was true. While dancing at this club a few months back, an obviously drunk man wouldn't leave me alone (even though it's an underage club, they're not going to turn older people away – it's more money.). After telling him to leave me alone various ways, I turned around and punched him the next time he started talking to me. He fell down, out cold, though I was pretty sure it was more the drink in him than me. At least after that people didn't bother me for a while.

"Alright, show me where he is and I'll take care of him," Viktor said as he headed into the crowd with us. People seemed to sense he was coming and gave us a wide berth. As we walked over, I saw that Tamaki and Kyoya were next to the bodies with Honey and Mori. He came to a stop, three boys on the ground while Blondie (must've passed out from fear of Mori) was propped up in a chair, sagging slightly. The welling on his face was more apparent now, and I smiled to myself.

Viktor was silent for a few moments, the pounding music and gleeful screams filling the void. He pulled his eyes back up to me, a calculating look on his face. "You did . . . all this?" he asked disbelievingly, waving at the ground.

"No, there was some help from my friends when they kept pestering me. But I did get those two." I motioned to the breathing bodies like they were rotting. "They also tried giving me a drink that obviously had something in it."

As expected the six Host Club boys whipped their heads toward me. "What?!" the twins shouted, their anger obvious. Tamaki started to say something but stopped himself with a hand over his mouth, giving me an intense look. I could've sworn I saw Honey make a move toward those on the ground, but Mori held him tightly to his side, mumbling something under the music.

I never broke eye contact with Viktor, whose eyes widened for a moment then went back to his usual cheer. "Ah, I see. Well then, I must throw them in the dumpster where they belong. You do not have to worry about this now – go, have fun, and I will take care of this," he assured, waving his hands for us to leave.

I gave him another sweet smile, said "Thanks," and headed towards a booth in the back of the club. I really need to sit down for a bit, I thought. All that running really tired me out. I put a delicate hand up to my head, feeling my temple and looking down. I could feel it just slightly popping out and pounding with the rhythm of the song. "Wonderful," I muttered to myself.

I grabbed the side of the table and slung myself into the seat in one smooth movement, going all the way to the wall and not looking up. Right on queue, I felt the seat and table shudder as six boys followed my lead, their eyes on me.

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This is How I Dance, Boys

Oh god, oh god, they got me, oh god, they've trapped me, was the only thing running through my head. I let out a small cry in fear and tried to pull away, but their grip tightened almost turning painful.

I gasped and looked up at his face with wide, scared eyes, knowing there was no way out of my fate.

Kaoru looked back at me with an expression of confusion, worry, and anger. Although he moved his head back to look at me, he didn't loosen his grip at all. "Shay?" he said in a weird voice, almost like it was shaking a little. "What's wrong? Why do you look so scared?" His tone was all seriousness, which I had never heard from him. That must mean I couldn't look good.

I snapped my quivering lips shut and pulled down my anxious brow as much as I could, but dread was still consuming my stomach. There wasn't much time.

"These guys, they wanted to buy me a drink, and then they pulled me into the crowd and threw me around, and when he came back I couldn't think of anything else so I just kicked it away and took off!" The words seemed to flow from my mouth all at once, and I felt my eyebrows pinching up in the middle again, but it was too hard to fight it. I gasped, and then looked frantically up at Kaoru and his brother, who wore the same expression silently.

"They're coming after me, and I can't – I don't know what – they're going to do – bad, I can't think -!" I started to babble uncontrollably from fear. My body felt cold. Incredibly, I felt my throat tighten and my eyes get a hard pressure behind them. Swallowing, I forced the tears back into my eyes, but there was no way I could still talk.

"Sweetheart, that wasn't very nice of you," said a calm voice from behind me. My body went rigid involuntarily.

Slowly, I looked over my shoulder, biting my bottom lip. There was no way of getting out of it now; I was trapped, and what's worse is that I brought the twins into it as well.

Blondie was standing behind me calmly, his cronies backing him. He offered a dangerously calm smile.

I felt my emotions shut off, turning everything blank inside of me. I couldn't get out of it, so I'd try to get out of it with the least amount of damage possible. Setting my face into a determined mask, I turned to face them.

Well, I tried to at least. The strong grip on my arms held me rooted to the spot. When I tried turning, Kaoru pulled me towards him softly, but hard enough to pull me off balance a few steps and fall into him. Although I was sure I hit him a little hard, he didn't budge or look down at me. His eyes were locked on the boys in front of him. Hikaru had the same target as he took a step in front of his brother and I.

Placing a protective hand on my shoulder, Kaoru moved me to his back so I was behind him and his brother. "What're you-?" I managed before Hikaru put a hand out to cut me off. I felt waves of anger rolling off from the twins, which scared me a little.

"What're you four assholes annoying a pretty girl for?" Hikaru started aggressively.

"Crawl back under whatever rock you came from and leave her alone," Kaoru growled, matching Hikaru's tone.

"Oh, lookie here, we've got some pretty girls here to stop us," Blondie taunted, making his friends laugh stupidly. The black feeling in my stomach turned into one of anger, and it was growing. "Get out of our way and let us treat the nice lady, and you won't have to take a trip to the hospital," he growled with a smirk on his face. He winked at me over the twins.

I gave him a death glare. I could feel the anger turning into rage.

"Well, since you two pretty boys won't move, I guess we'll just have to move you." Blondie made a violent movement and Hikaru let out a yelp, stumbling back a few steps.

"Hikaru!" Kaoru screamed. But it wasn't the normal way he screamed his name like when they were playing lovers at the club; this time Kaoru sounded like he wanted to make someone scream in pain for what they did to Hikaru.

Kaoru flung a fist at one of the boys. I didn't get to see if it landed because Blondie was up in my face all of a sudden. Smirking that stupid smirk like he was some hot shit.

"Hey baby, why're you hanging out with such pussies when you could be with me?"

That did it. It made me snap. My blood went from a simmer to an erupting boiling, spilling over the sides.

Somehow Blondie had taken my wrist in his hand when I wasn't paying attention. Yanking it out of his grip, I slammed my fist into his stomach with all my force. I heard the breath escaping him in a wheeze, but I was no where near done yet.

Taking a quick step back, I reeled one of my legs up. Years of soccer training and muscle behind it, I let it fly towards his knee and heard a satisfying crack. He let out a howl of pain as he fell to the floor but stopped it short when I grabbed his fat face with one hand.

"Don't. You. Ever. Insult my friends again," I snarled in the lowest voice I could manage, fixing him with a vicious glare. He was so shocked that he couldn't do anything but look up at me dumbfoundedly. "You worthless piece of shit!" I hissed, swinging my elbow into the side of his face and standing back up.

Hikaru seemed to be dealing pretty well with the boy attacking him. They were about the same size, except for weight, but it was easy to see that Hikaru had the upper hand and was in control.

Kaoru didn't seem to be having as much luck. The two other boys had ganged up on him. His arms were crossed over his face defensively, his glare visible between the gaps.

Without thinking twice about it, I came in from the side, slamming a kick into the knee of the nearest boy. The unexpected hit left him unbalanced and Kaoru took his chance to slam a fist into the boy's face and again in his chest.

I locked my sights on the other boy, the one with brown hair. I ducked his flying fist, feeling the air as it passed the spot my head had been a second earlier. His recovery was slow and left his whole side open. I took my chance and tried to make a hit.

Suddenly all the air was forced out of my body, pain exploding from just under my ribs. He lifted me off the ground for a second before I crashed back down, crumpling slightly. Huh, wasn't ready for that, I thought groggily. He stood over me grinning sickly.

I didn't have time to catch my breath, so I went for it, flashing a leg out. I connected with his ankles, bringing them together and off of the ground in a smooth movement. I saw his face change to confusion in slow motion and thought I would've laughed if I had the air to.

Before he could fall on top of me I slithered out of the way. He landed, hard, and I nimbly got behind him, locking my arms around his neck and holding tight. Gasping for breath, he flailed around making wide arcs with his arms. He rolled over on top of me and even though all the air was forced from my body yet again, I held tight. Eventually, his arms slackened then fell at his sides.

I gasped, taking in the biggest breath I could manage. I squirmed out from under his fat body, kicking his arm away from my leg when I got out.

When everything settled down I heaved out a sigh, which actually kind of hurt. My hand fluttered up to the sore spot as I breathed. I wasn't sure if the bruise would show, but that area would be sore for a while.

I turned to look at the twins, both looking a little winded and still ready to throw a punch but otherwise unhurt. Relief washed through me and tension I didn't even know I was holding released.

"Hey, you two alright?"

Immediately they stiffened, snapping side-by-side and hunching their shoulders. "You. . !" they huffed almost accusingly and prodding fingers my way. I froze in alarmed confusion.

"You were the one that came up to us looking so scared, and now you're asking us if we're okay?! What the hell's wrong with you?!"

I felt my body relax at their retort. They're okay, I thought. "Oh, well excuse me," I muttered blandly, raising an eyebrow and pushing my mouth to the side nonchalantly. I put my hands on my hips. "I just wanted to make sure you two were okay, but it seems like you're more than fine."

I turned from their fuming figures. "Anyway, we better call someone to clean this mess-!"

My word turned into a yelp as something grabbed my ankle and pulled, forcing me to the ground. I tried to scramble away but it held fast. Looking down my body I saw Blondie's face starting to swell where I'd elbowed him. A brief sense of victory rolled over me.

He glowered at me with piggy eyes, yet unlike before I wasn't scared. I felt that he was putting on an act, faking, and it only made him seem more pathetic.

"Get your hand off," I snarled slowly, quietly.

He only had time to darken his brow a little further. The next moment he was dangling off the ground, held up by a tall dark figure.

"Whatever you did to Shay," said a dark voice, "be glad I wasn't there in the beginning." The snapping of knuckles being popped came from a short blonde figure. I stood up and noticed the controlled anger running through Honey's body, face, and eyes. It was actually quite scary.

"Uhm, Honey, that's okay," I said awkwardly. "I'm glad you weren't there or you would've gotten hurt."

The twins gave me a look that told me they would've laughed at my comment if there wasn't so much tension.

"Now what?" Mori asked calmly. His cold gaze kept Blondie from struggling to get out of his grasp.

The four boys looked to me. I started, unprepared. "What? I was gonna have the bouncers throw them out," I said, motioning to those on the ground. "It's not like we can leave them here; people might trip on them." Just in time to prove my point, a wayward clubber stumbled on one of the limp forms. He recovered and kept walking, hollering at his friends.

I threw my thumb towards the boy. "My point's been proven. They could really hurt someone by staying here; let's get them out."

After trying for a few minuets to drag them out of the way, I gave up and went to look for Viktor and his friends. The twins insisted on coming with me. I was a little wary about leaving Honey with the thugs, but it didn't seem like Mori would have any trouble.

I thought about telling the brothers that they should help Mori, but I knew they would shoot me down. They stuck protectively close to me as we made our way to the entrance. I had a feeling that they were giving death glares to anyone that came too close. Every now and then when I bumped into someone they'd put a hand on my shoulder, or take a step closer to me.

I wasn't exactly comfortable with it, but I guess I couldn't blame them after seeing me so freaked out. Whenever new dancers came into my club they were pretty sensitive to the comments thrown at them, and I'd always be right there to protect them. So I knew how they felt and that they were trying to keep me from getting so scared again, but I couldn't say that I liked being on the other end of this protection thing.

We reached Viktor, and I put on a victorious smile. When he saw me he grinned, though it seemed slightly deterred as he looked at the irritated boys behind me. "Ah, did you cause trouble in the house again, little Foxx?" He laughed, putting a hand to his chest. "Such a fierce spirit you have."

I kept smiling though I could feel the twins looking at me, curious about the question. I could almost hear their voices, accusing me in unison. Again?! How often do you get in trouble?! I shook the feeling off; they could ask me later if they remembered.

"Well, you know how I am," I said with a shrug. "People should know who they're messing with before they start or they'll get punched out."

This actually was true. While dancing at this club a few months back, an obviously drunk man wouldn't leave me alone (even though it's an underage club, they're not going to turn older people away – it's more money.). After telling him to leave me alone various ways, I turned around and punched him the next time he started talking to me. He fell down, out cold, though I was pretty sure it was more the drink in him than me. At least after that people didn't bother me for a while.

"Alright, show me where he is and I'll take care of him," Viktor said as he headed into the crowd with us. People seemed to sense he was coming and gave us a wide berth. As we walked over, I saw that Tamaki and Kyoya were next to the bodies with Honey and Mori. He came to a stop, three boys on the ground while Blondie (must've passed out from fear of Mori) was propped up in a chair, sagging slightly. The welling on his face was more apparent now, and I smiled to myself.

Viktor was silent for a few moments, the pounding music and gleeful screams filling the void. He pulled his eyes back up to me, a calculating look on his face. "You did . . . all this?" he asked disbelievingly, waving at the ground.

"No, there was some help from my friends when they kept pestering me. But I did get those two." I motioned to the breathing bodies like they were rotting. "They also tried giving me a drink that obviously had something in it."

As expected the six Host Club boys whipped their heads toward me. "What?!" the twins shouted, their anger obvious. Tamaki started to say something but stopped himself with a hand over his mouth, giving me an intense look. I could've sworn I saw Honey make a move toward those on the ground, but Mori held him tightly to his side, mumbling something under the music.

I never broke eye contact with Viktor, whose eyes widened for a moment then went back to his usual cheer. "Ah, I see. Well then, I must throw them in the dumpster where they belong. You do not have to worry about this now – go, have fun, and I will take care of this," he assured, waving his hands for us to leave.

I gave him another sweet smile, said "Thanks," and headed towards a booth in the back of the club. I really need to sit down for a bit, I thought. All that running really tired me out. I put a delicate hand up to my head, feeling my temple and looking down. I could feel it just slightly popping out and pounding with the rhythm of the song. "Wonderful," I muttered to myself.

I grabbed the side of the table and slung myself into the seat in one smooth movement, going all the way to the wall and not looking up. Right on queue, I felt the seat and table shudder as six boys followed my lead, their eyes on me.