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Close you eyes. Wait for your cue. Again and again, repeate. The moves simple, and yet they must be precice. They must be perfect. I needed to dance perfectly for her.
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Open your mouth a bit more. Use your diaphrame to resonate your voice. Ennunciate. Precice. Perfect. Keep the pitch steady. I had to make sure I sang flawlessly or I'd never have the courage to ask her to sing this song with me.
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Again. Dance again. Hear her sing again. Join her voice. Try not to gasp each time her voice and mine blends in harmony so perfect it was disturbing. 'I need to sing more.' she says. But to me, se sang so wonderfully already. Perfectly? No, not yet. But she was getting there.
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Our hands join as our voices do. Feel his breath on my lips as we sing. Feel ever so slightly dizzy. Higher, higher; I had to sing higher! The finale is almost upon me.
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Her soft skin. Her hands in mine. Unconciously, out fingers twin ever so softly. I know I'm sealing my own doom, but I can't help it. My twin, my mirror image, would be so angry. Furious. She would cry. She would scream. But right now, all I can hear her her singing, feel her hands in mine, sense the closness of her body to my own. Dear God, help me now.
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I sing the last note as he tilts my face up closer to his. Just as planned. Just as dictated. Except...

Except now I feel his mouth on mine and I don't pull away as everything tumbles down. No matter how hard I try, I'll never sing with her. Never. But right now I was singing with him. Dancing with him. Being put back together by him, despite my own resistance to be put back together. I pull away and begin to cry into his shirt. Oh God, why was I so stupid not to see him right in front of me?

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hope you liked it! Listened to KaitoxLily Magnet while I wrote this drabble. Can you guess who the two people are?