Dance With Demons
This was the moment they had all been waiting for.
The DANCE COMPETITION! Now that the university was BACK, it was deemed appropriate that this was the best way to celebrate. And what a celebration it was. The entire school was in attendance, drinks all around.
Fukazawa raised his bottle of sake. “To new janitors!” he yelled. Everyone (aliens included) cheered. Levi nodded solemnly. He’d already disposed of the corpse on the grounds and was happy that he hadn’t been instructed to clean up piss yet. Everyone at this university seemed to have good bladder control, which was refreshing.
“To new therapists!” Shanks clapped Ayato on the back, smiling widely. Ayato’s drink spilled over his hand and he tipped it down and chugged it to the cheers of many.
“And the Alchemy tutor!”
Mustang nodded in appreciation, he couldn’t wait to teach the art of RAEL Alchemy to his new students.
“And of course,” the swordsman Hawkeye sent a short look look at Hawkeye, “The botany tutor, Hawkeye herself!”
Kid Luffy cheered loudly, jumping up and down. Shanks looked down at him in amusement. Luffy had pestered Hawkeye before until she revealed some of the modules she was teaching, INCLUDING magical properties of plants and she promised to teach Luffy some basic witchcraft!!
“HAWKEYE HAWKEYE HAWKEYE!” He screamed, squeezing his way between people’s legs until he reached her, clutching the bottom of her coat. “BOTANNNYYYYY!!” He was bouncing in excitement and hugged around her legs, “I can’t wait, I can’t wait, I can’t wait!” Witchcraft was the one topic he had struggled to find a tutor for, and now he had the perfect one!!!
The students and teachers alike were devastated when they learnt the dancing event had been postponed due to the lockdown of the university. But now they had the opportunity to shine. The teachers had been quarantined in their respective offices, practicing their moves. The students had rehearsed daily, pushing themselves everyday. Their sweet, blood and tears had gone into this.
But they were all overshadowed by one act in particular.
Victor and Soma, dancing, but on ICE!!!
Soma had taken to dancing on ice quite well, it helped he had experience from his time in a boy band, managed by his dear dead brother Ciel before he was destroyed by the gargoyle Pokkle.
They drifted across the ice in perfect harmony. They knew each other's bodies well. Victor slid his hand down the curve of Soma’s back. The sensual flair of the dance just made it that much harder to look away from the pair. All of the students that had been at Knottingham had been very, very excited to watch the pair dance - they had already won the Olympics while the other students were at Knottingham, and Shanks had announced to them on the down-low that Victor would be taking back his old position as ice skating tutor. Truthfully, for a group of selfish and apathetic university students, they couldn’t be more proud to see the pair happy and clearly enamoured with each other. Victor was a whole new man, with a new lease on life, and a confidence he had never shown before.
Ayato watched on. Fukazawa had already told him that his first client would be Victor, who had a lot of trauma to work through. It was obvious that Ayato had been hired for the sole purpose of helping the young man rediscover himself. Clearly the man had a strong support system. The next few months - even years - would be difficult for Victor, wholly emotionally draining.
The clapping began at the back of the stands. It was Leorio. He stood, his hands aggressively slapping together as tears streaked his red face. The emotion of the dance had been obvious. It was Eros. It reminded Leorio of the only time he and his husband Kurapika made love, after he had won the first task in the Triwizard Tournament. The passion. The heat. The drama. The sweet.
Soon the hole stadium was filled with cheers, whooping, and clapping.
There wasn't a single dry eye in the building.
Soma and Victor embraced, their lips meeting in a chaste kiss. Victor’s eyes shone when he looked down at his boi, at his messy hair, at the flyaways framing his reddened cheeks. He spent too long staring at Soma in adoration, an awkwardly long time. Victor had to pull himself away from Soma to bow, their hands clasped together.
Being back at Oxbridge was the best feeling ever. The students all raised their drinks in a cheer and the dance competition continued.
The students had finally returned to their prestigious university, Oxbridge University. The students were ready to resume their education.