Alrite Ladies and Gentlemen!! Here is chapter 14!! Now there is a reason this took so long to upload. For starters, this is by far the longest chapter I've ever written for this story and secondly, well... the steamiest. A lot of thought and editing went into this because I finally wanted to write a whole chapter where Yun and Tal's interactions with eachother was more than just verbal, so yeah... Either way, please enjoy!! I absolutely love this chapter!!

Thank You to all my read and reviewers, I lurve you!!

Disclaimer: Yeah, I don't SC. Or Maroon 5. Or Rhianna. Or the song If I Never See Your Face Again. ...Yeah, I think that's about it...

WARNING: This chapter contains a bit of language and suggestive situations, just a heads up!!

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Chapter Fourteen: If I Never See Your Face Again

By Venusgurl#5

WARNING: This chapter contains a bit of language and suggestive situations, just a heads up!!

Cassandra's P.O.V.

So I guess it's my turn to finally throw in my two cents. Bout time, I was getting pretty sick of waiting… I mean, I can see how Talim gets to tell it all the time. (It's her stupid story) However, my 'no-nothing gets-nothing' best friend going before me…? Hah, that's waaay beyond my comprehension and will always be… sigh whatever… As long as you all know who the most important one in the story is, it's all good… and she's about to fill you in on the crazy events that took place on the dance floor today. So sit up straight and pay attention 'cause I'm telling the story once and only once. Oh yeah, and one more thing… No. Interruptions.

Have you ever watched an old western…? sigh Geez…You know, those old rickety movies that they always show on AMC? The ones with the classic good cowboy, bad cowboy, and their final showdown in the middle of the grimy dusty road; their hands hovering over those shiny little revolvers, their fingers bent and twitching with anticipation. And the glare in their eyes…oh, that crazy fanatical glare of only God knows what in their eyes as they stare each other down for what seems like a mini-eternity…

Well… while watching these two 'high school sweethearts' dancing together, you could swear you were stuck back in the Wild Wild West…

If you think (when arguing) the way that Kagome and Inuyasha go at it is awful, then you haven't seen anything! These two had it out for each other.

Bad.

Pretty damn bad, to be blunt.

But, you see… there was a… 'minor' difference in their motives.

Yunsung brought his hand up to gently caress Talim's face and gazed deep into her eyes. Heh, even I gotta admit this guy's got some freakin' balls...

"Make me wish that I could capture that feisty heart of yours, Angel,"

His motive was that he loved to drive her nuts…

Out of nowhere Talim's hand snatched up his own and squeezed tightly as she pulled it down and away from her face. Her eyes narrowed dangerously.

"I think I'll make you wish you never met this so-called 'Angel' in the first place…,"

…And she couldn't stand his bloody guts for it…

He smirked.

"Can't wait to see you try…,"

She growled.

"…I bet…,"

And the two separated heading to opposite sides of the dance floor.

Now I don't really know too much about these two and their insane history with one another, but I do know that he had to be one hell of a son of a bitch to bring out Talim's inner kick-ass mode. Poor idiot guy probably didn't even realize he had it coming. That and the fact she was more than capable of giving it to him and pretty damn good!

I rushed over to an overcharged Xiany who was on edge about the entire ordeal. Great, now she's gonna be bouncing off the walls all night. Whatever, it's not like anything else is new…

Gently (or not) I tapped her shoulder and whispered;

"Is it always like it with these two…?"

She nodded aggressively, not daring to take her eyes away from the yin yang duo in the middle of the floor.

"From what I've seen and what she's told me, oh yeah,"

Hmm, this oughta be good… I couldn't help but smile as bad turned to worse when the most predictable song for these two rang out from the surround-sound speakers. Apparently I wasn't the only one. Talim's eyes instantly rolled into the back of her head as she crossed her arms in annoyance. She turned to face her 'opponent' calmly…yet very sternly.

"'If I Never See Your Face Again' by Maroon 5…,"

A sour laugh left her small figure. So much so you could taste the bitterness that resided between its wide lines. Funny, it's quite interesting seeing Little Miss Talim being pissed off like us regular everyday people in the world.

"What…do you just live to mock me? Dig under my skin?"

He just shrugged his shoulders like an idiot and winked; a grin dancing along his lips.

Oh my!

I gotta admit that this guy's got one hell of a smile!

If it's got me floatin' I can bet it sends Tali just sailing over the edge…

"Just thought it's be easier to dance off a song that I know at least you can relate to,"

The phrase 'Yeah, now if only I could say the same for you…,' seemed to pan like a billboard over her head. Me and Xiany couldn't help but laugh at that!

Even I know that's not happening…

"Right…," she responded back boredly.

And then a strange ritual occurred…

Something that I'm more than positive Talim had no idea even existed… Hah! Actually, I know she didn't! Because if she did, I think the poor girl would lock herself in a room where no one could see her being for the rest of all time! I mean, forever and ever and ever!!

But anyways, like I was saying, this strange thing happened…

Talim put her hair in a pony tail.

Now yes, we all know this is a normal action. Especially for us girls because well… we do it all the damn time.

But it wasn't what she did that mattered…

…but how she…did it.

And who in front of.

This girl dipped ridiculously low; strategically herding her hair together into one contained area… but failing to concentrate on the rest of her friggin' body. Her back was arched like a dancer's, her hips were shaking like Shakira, and her bum was in midair like she was just waiting for somebody to get at her! And when she lifted back up, she definitely pulled an Ariel out of her back pocket like it was nothing; flipping her hair, excess bangs and all!

I had to look around and make sure I wasn't mistakenly in a Beyonce' music video! However, Firecrotch over here dared to make me believe different.

His eyes were glued to all five foot one inches of her; flickering with a fascination and attraction I knew was melting his brain to mush. He was totally hypnotized, and there was one only one girl who could snap him out of it in the worst way…

"My God…," I mumbled underneath my breath.

"Did Tali just have a…-,"

"Yep," I answered Xianghua.

Sound the alarms and halt the goddamn presses…Talim just had her first 'sexy time'.

Hehehe…Now what kind of world are we coming to, people…?

"I'd watch my back if I were you, Cassa…," said my lesser half.

"Why's that…?"

"I don't know. She just might remove the 'Queen of Sexy Time' from her golden throne…,"

Hah! Good one, Xiany. Like the princess of innocence could ever take me out ha-ha

"There's only one reigning air of 'Sexy Time" Xianghua, and that's me," Period.

She just rolled her eyes and returned to the two in the middle of the dance floor.

They were finally beginning to dance along to the tune, and change my opinion of what I thought was dancing for the rest of my beautiful life.

Well…I'm pretty much bored with telling the rest of this to you. Besides, I'm pretty sure my home girl Tal-

Xiany??

…Uh nooo, Xianghua. TALI can tell it better.

Ohhhh…boo.

Take it away, princess!

Talim's P.O.V.

I can not begin to tell you how infuriating this idiot standing before me makes me.How utterly and genuinely ticked off he makes me feel! GAAAAAH! He makes me want to rip a man to shreds with my bare hands for simply having the Y chromosome in their jean pool!

But it doesn't matter…not anymore.

Now I have an opportunity to shut him up, show him what I'm really made of, and just how dangerously bitter I can be. I don't care if we are dancing! If there's one thing that dancing is a medium for, it's emotions. And whooo, mine were on fire to tear him up and take him down.

"You know the song, right? I'll dance to Adam,"

He gave me a once over before finishing.

"And you dance to the lovely Rhianna, Angel,"

I glared viciously at him from my spot across the floor.

"Fine…,"

I'm telling you, I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna kill him, I'm going to jail, I am going to kill him…

The first lyrics made their way through the stereo system.

Luckily, they belonged to Adam. So I stood impatiently with my hands on my hips and watched my evil counterpart begin.

Now as the summer fades I let you slip away.

You say I'm not your type but I can make you sway.

I wasn't surprised to find him approach me, his feet stepping within a rhythm that I hate to admit was indeed on beat. His hands told a detailed story to match Adam's words and his small gestures flowed with not only the lyrics, but the music as well. He waggled a finger at me as the second line hit. It was soon followed by a bizarre hip swaying motion I knew was a vain attempt to make me giggle. But I didn't fall for it…

Well, I did snicker a little… juuuust not enough for him to notice.

It makes you burn to learn you're not the only one.

I'll let you be if you put down your blazing gun.

Like Jaws he started encircling me, his eyes beaming down into mine and his body heat starting to mix with my own. Hmmm, I don't like this. We didn't agree on anything about invading each other's personal space. Especially when he's the one doing the invading. And I think we all know where I stand on that one...

Round and round he went.

Closer and closer he became.

And hotter and hotter it got, geez…is the air on in here anymore?

I was starting to loose my edge, that is, until his hand wormed around and brushed against my shoulder causing me to draw back like I had just touched a hot stove! I rounded on him and greeted his smirking eyes with a death glare. You've got some nerve, carrot top!

An idea or better yet, a decision had been contorted in my precious little mind. In order to win this little battle I would have to surprise my opponent to overcome him. Which only meant one thing.

It was time to fight fire with fire.

And fire with this idiot was nothing more than dominance, surprise…and sexual tension.

I frowned.

Had it been any other imbecile or battle arena, I wouldn't even think of following through! But dancing was my finest sword and the idiot's pride on a platter was just too good of an offer to past up.

So I closed my eyes, said a quick prayer, and allowed myself to relax… over relax.

In a matter of seconds I seemed to transform completely. Old habits started to replay in my mind and like an old stalling engine, finally kick in.

Now you've gone somewhere else far away, I don't know if I will find you.

(Find you, find you)

I pressed my hands against his chest and looked into his eyes with bold desire. His eyes widened slightly in surprise as I pushed him across to the middle of the floor; our strides in sync to beat of the song. My nails clawed his shirt with insincere longing as I pulled his now flushed face to mine them shoved him away in an instant; sending him stumbling backward in awe. I smirked triumphantly as I glanced to the left and right, my hips swaying with me and my face feigning the innocence of a girl looking for her lost dog.

But you feel my breath on your neck, can't believe I'm right behind you.

(Right behind you)

The poor thing barely had enough time to recover as I advanced toward his turned figure and; placing my hands on those broad shoulders of his; lifted myself on tiptoe to whisper those sickly sweet lyrics into his ear, trailing one lone finger down the middle of his back for added kicks and giggles.

And ohhh, to feel him shiver…

To feel him shiver underneath my touch for once…? Gawd, the sensation! I'll never want to forget…

The grin on my face widened considerably from the chills I sent down his spine.

Talim-1 Idiot- Zip

Cause you keep me coming back for more.

(Coming back for more)

And I feel a little better than I did before.

If I never see your face again, I don't mind.

Cause we've gotten much better than what we can deny.

Our steps seemed to connect together faultlessly into one collected sync. It was as if we knew exactly what the other had planned on doing before the desired dance move had even started.

If I were going to turn a pirouette, he'd be right behind me.

If I suspected a side-step or push-turn on his part, I'd be quick to complete it in time with him.

For that entire chorus, whether I'd like to own up to it or not, we were in total harmony of each other's choreography. Not once did we stray off until that chorus was over.

Even I have to admit, I've been a dancer for 17 out of the 19 years of my life…

And never have I experienced such perfection in natural team synchronization.

Ever.

It soon passed over like a bridge over water. The smile that had snuck through my tough exterior was quickly hidden away again. This was business, not pleasure. Not when it had to do with him anyway. Time for strike two, Mr. Jerkface. Hold your breath while you still can, I'm about to make a move you'll never forget.

This time, Rhianna's voice was first to sing. I grinned at the coming chance.

Sometimes you move so well, it's hard not to give in.

A cross step and gentle slide put me right underneath his nose and against that brick wall chest of his that knocked me flat on the ground days ago. His now darkened red eyes lay curiously on me as I snuggled into his chest, then reaching a good foot in the air up, lightly stroked the bottom of chin and step away. I winked ever so cutely at him, hoping to stir a reaction within him.

He smiled almost hungrily at me…

I inwardly flinched.

Uhhh…Not that type of reaction…

I'm lost, I can't tell where you end and I begin.

He took a small yet daring step; bringing him even closer to me. (If that was at all possible) Those rustic yet gentle hands then lightly traced down the sides of my arms, to the borders of stomach, and to the curve of my back. There he held onto me securely, dipping me so low the ends of my hair were brushing along the tiled floor. On instinct my leg shot into the air and lay straight along his back.

Normally this would be a good thing-not many dancers can do that.

However, when it brings you closer to the face of the lean and gorgeous man that you've swore to hate forever…it…doesn't work out so good.

Talim-1 Idiot-1

I gulped as I felt his hot breath lick my lips and his fire eyes bore holes into mine. When he finally lifted me up and let me go, I staggered back from the intensity of it all. What had he just done to me??

It makes you burn to learn I'm with another man.

Allowing my anger to once again come into main command, I swallowed my embarrassment and prepared to attack. Now this dimwit was gonna get it! With an audacity I didn't know I was capable of I stepped forward, grabbed a fistful of his shirt, and dipped down dangerously low near personal property. But that didn't stop me from pulling myself back up (courtesy of his fistful of shirt grabbed earlier) and sliding my petite body against his with no fear. Never once did my gaze falter from his wide eyes that now watched me with shock and amazement. I grinned and patted his shoulder with a "Sorry bout your luck" attitude then one by one my hands let go of his now wrinkled shirt.

Talim-2 Idiot-1

Ahhhh, the power of dance! Bwahahaha!

I soon realized, however, I had cheered too soon.

I wonder if he's half the lover that I am.

Only two seconds had passed when I felt him grab my outstretched arm in mid-air and whirl me around to face the other direction. He pressed his trim body against my back and his free hand snaked around my waist like second-nature. His voice tickled my ear as he whispered out of breath

"Get ready," and my hand went down to covers his in an instant like it was my seatbelt.

I didn't know what was coming next, but I knew it'd be best to hold on.

Before I knew it his hand that still held my own swung down and brought my whole upper body along with it. I squeezed my eyes shut in alarm and held my breath as he pulled his arm and me straight back up with a wild speed.

Colliding with his hard chest made my eyes snap open and my already thin patience even worse. "Ow!" I muttered and I had a right mind to turn and chew him out…

But he just wasn't finished yet.

Clutching at nothing I looked down to see that his arm once around my waist as my "so-called seat belt" was now a hand placed firmly on my hip. I froze at the idea of what I knew was coming next.

"I'm gonna kill you…," I sneered at him from over my shoulder.

The threat was never said with so much truth until that very moment.

It was said in vain however and unfortunately as expected I felt him push my hips back towards him as he ground his own against me.

Ugh, this is gonna end so badly…

My arms took a life of their own as the one he held hostage wrapped around the back of his neck and the other grazed up his outer thigh. Once again he pushed up against me and used his hand to make my hips swing to music we dueled to. He stuck to me like glue as he followed my lower body sway for sway for sway.

It ended quickly however as common sense (well mine anyway) took back over and I spun like a ballerina under his outstretched arm. The look on his face as I angrily pushed him away with everything I had told me that this wasn't a surprise.

Now you've gone somewhere else far away, I don't know if I will find you.

(Find you, find you)

But you feel my breath on your neck, can't believe I'm right behind you.

(Right behind you)

"No grinding!!" I yelled at him over the music.

"You started it," He retorted with a carefree laugh. "Not like I minded, though…then again, neither did you,"

Ooo, I wanted to flick him off SO BAD at that moment. It would just be PERFECT timing!

"That wasn't grinding! I just slid against you for like-two seconds!!"

He shrugged his shoulders and prepared for the chorus.

"Contact is contact, Angel. But hey, whatever you say,"

Ugh! That BOY! I'm telling you, he will send me to JAIL!

Talim-2 Idiot-2

Cause you keep me coming back for more.

(Coming back for more)

And I feel a little better than I did before.

If I never see your face again, I don't mind.

Cause we've gotten much better than what we can deny.

Once again we went back to the same slammin' synchronization that we had earlier.

Step for step.

Move for move.

Turn for turn.

Dip for dip.

I couldn't hide my feelings this time as a smile broke through and stayed on my face at the serenity of it all. It had been soooo long since I had last danced- about 3 or 4 years. And here I was, doing not only what I truly loved, but…with someone who wasn't so bad at it himself. Yes, I may despise the poor sucker.

Really I do.

But a part of this…is kinda nice. The dancing part, that is. The dancing part.

Baby-baby, please believe me.

Find it in your heart, to reach me.

Promise not to leave me behind.

(Promise not to leave me behind)

As Adam's voice once again took the lead Yunsung slid over to me on his knees; his arms outstretched wide and acting skills in full gear. I just had to roll my eyes at this one and out of habit my arms crossed along with it. But the idiot, however, was quick to catch my hand in his grasp, kiss it, and press it against his 'breaking' heart. He then stood to his feet and started turning and poutabooraying across the dance floor, dragging me along to turn and do such with him. I grinned as the air from the quickness of our feet whipped around and about us and through my hair.

Take me back, but take it easy.

Make me think, but don't deceive me.

Talk to me by taking your time.

(Talk to me, Talk to me)

Rhianna's voice hit the radio waves and listening to her words I tried to keep the little story going. I turned confidently into the idiot's grasp and allowed him to dip me ever so slightly; my leg flying up as always. When we straightened back up I arched my back; allowing my head to lean over my shoulders and start a ripple body roll effect all the way down to my back in an almost matrix like fashion. He followed immediately, hovering over me carefully, his arms out stretched above me like a cat's. He must have been reading my mind that day because the minute we resurfaced and my arms stretched over his back and he did exactly as I wanted.

There's no feeling in the world as being lifted up in the air by a pair of strong, gentle, and guiding hands.

He craftily swung me over his right shoulder; then with one stable arm lifted me into the air, swinging me safely right back into his arms again when I was done.

Wow. This boy actually has some talent…

I then pirouetted away, my head still spinning from the insanity of how well he had lifted me on a whim and how much I had trusted him to do so still wandering in my mind.

Bravo, Yunsung. Bravo.

I might just have to give that point to you, myself.

Talim-2 Idiot-3

Cause you keep me coming back for more.

(Coming back for more)

And I feel a little better than I did before.

If I never see your face again, I don't mind.

Cause we've gotten much better than what we can deny.

At this point I had finally remembered we had a crowd of people watching us and the fact that we were their entertainment! Nice time to realize something like that, huh? So when the sounds of the cheering and clapping of the excited stand-byers reached my ears, I was almost completely shaken out of my dancing element.

For the first time during our little performance my eyes met with my dear best friends who just looked absolutely thrilled that they were here to witness this little revelation about me. If common sense didn't tell me, the gigantic grins they had on their faces sure did. Oh boy, the questions I'll get tonight… I'll have no sleep.

I think that Jerkface caught on though, however, because he kept the rhythm going with us two just simply singing the lyrics to one another. Not a bad save, boy. Not a bad save.

Talim-2 Idiot-4

Cause you keep me coming back for more.

(Coming back for more)

And I feel a little better than I did before.

If I never see your face again, I don't mind.

Cause we've gotten much better than what we can deny.

Things quickly eased into a comfortable cha-cha and it wasn't long before we were gliding and spinning about the dance floor. I even let myself laugh a little. My hair was flying everywhere, I could feel it trying to bust from the confines of my pathetic excuse of a scrunchie. But I could care less because for one point in this little dance-capade battle of the sexes, we weren't fighting.

Just having a heck of a lot of fun.

As the end of the song approached the temptation of one more point just couldn't leave my mind.

It's just that feisty competitive spirit in me.

So as he turned me away from his arms I started to cha-cha backwards knowing full well he'd cha-cha after me.

It only took three seconds to get him coming my way, Hehehe.

When he got juuust close enough I pushed him down to his knees, took one spin, and fell back like a free faller off a building. Like clockwork, those strong arms flew out and reached to catch me. I landed successfully into his arms and turned his face away to whisper in his ear. "Gotcha!"

For the first time ever, I saw him look at me with an annoyed expression instead of the other way around.

Sigh!

Oh, what a beautiful thing karma is…

The crowd applauded. The teacher congratulated. And my spirits rose a plenty!

Hah! Haha! This is just too grand! This is just-

SMOOCH

I blinked.

Wha….What the…did he just?

"Gotcha…," Vibrations from the deepness of his voice as he whispered that mimicking phrase rippled against my cheek and I felt his lips turn up as he smiled. Tingling sensations extended from that one spot on my cheek, to my limbs, and then through my entire body!

Oh. My. God.

I'm going to jail…

"KYAAA!!"

BOOM

SMASH

CRASH

"I SWEAR, I'VE NEVER MET ANYONE SO INFURIATING IN MY ENTIRE LIFE, I COULD JUST-ARRRRRRRRRRRRRGH!!"

Final Score: Talim-3 Idiot-5

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