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Saldate - Sal be swingin dem hips [WaTGBS]

"You are the original sin" - Mary, to me, 2015

I am so sorry.
I was listening to Booty Swing, and so...
Help me.
I A M T H E S I N

Note: this one is in a ridiculous human AU that I feel I'm to hell for.

Pairing: Saldate ((I support Gay Orcas, and this pairing needs more fanfiction. Hell, I barely ship this, but it's still cool))

AU: Human Highschool 1900s au((I wasn't sure which year to do, because I'm tired as fuck yo. Basically, just... Booty Swing))

Based on: Booty Swing - Parov Stelar ((link above))

Other? I am so sorry. Also this was gonna be Oldate, but then I realized I can't write Old for shit.
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"Araby sheikhs on the burning sands
Come into their harems and clap their hands
Say, "Come on, girls, are you ready to play?"

Idate the school bully. He was a senior, and was talked about quite a lot. Especially amongst Freshmen, as they were "Fresh Meat" after all. Currently the black haired male was leaning on a wall, smoking a cigarette, not giving a shit. No teachers were going to tell him to stop, and like hell a student would. It was a school dance, and our 'orca friend' was barely listening to anything.

Well, until he took notice of the oddly catchy song. He took out his unfinished cigarette, putting it out on the wall, and tossing it aside. Who gives a fuck? Not Idate.

Soon enough, the ravenette was tapping his foot lazily, listening to the annoyingly catchy song. He smirked, slowly nodding his head a little to the beat. Idate stopped after a moment, glancing around. Many had stopped dancing, others danced enthusiastically, whilst others were looking for a dance partner.

An albino caught his gaze. This particular student was following around a brunette girl and what appeared to be her boyfriend, who help an uncanny similarity to our albino friend. Idate recognized this guy, as he had beaten him up once.

Good times.

Soon enough, the albino was rammed into by some moronic dancing bimbo, and fell back, narrowly missing a trash can. He looked like he was about to kill the other, before his face flashed back to a smile. He said something, but it was lost to our main character.

Idate watched him, somehow not having noticed this boy before. He wore almost all white, whilst the ravenette wore almost all black.

Hilarious.

Not much later, it appeared the albino gave up, and oddly without an air of defeat, walked over and leaned on the wall. Not but a few feet from Idate. He crossed his arms, not noticing the smell of smoke.

Idate looked over at him, then went back to listening to the song.

"Let's have a little more of that swingin' today"
Now, in the land of Fu Manchu
The girls all now do the Suzie-Q
Clap their hands in the middle of the floor
Saying, "Ching, ching, chop-suey, swing some more!"

The albino took notice, glancing over at the ravenette whom tapped his foot. "I assume you like this song?" he asked, eyebrow raised. He received only a shrug, and a "It's catchy, but I'm not sure if I like it," he said, face all but smirking. He held it down, wondering if he'd... Catch a meal, tonight.

"What's your name, anyway," he asked briefly, pulling out another smoke. Did this guy only smoke or something, jesus christ. "Sal. You?" the Albino said, obviously irritated, but trying to act happy. "Idate," and silence.

"Wanna play?" the Ravenette asked after a moment, a smirk playing on his lips that earned a look of confusion from the Albino. "Play?" he asked, before swiftly being pinned to the wall by the older male. "What the-" "We're gonna dance."

And before Sal knew what was happening, he'd been dragged into the floor to dance. He waa confused, but he couldn't deny the song was fun to dance to. Though he had to take the female part of the dance, and this did bother him.

Being handled by the ravenette, twisting, being lifted into the air, thrown and caught, spun, simple footwork, they did it all.

"Now, geisha girls in old Japan
Wink behind their peacock fans
Since they learned to say, "Yeah!
Let's swing it like Amelican's swing swing dance!"

Now, Gypsy caravans have changed their mode
They truck down the Romany road
With their hi-de-hos, and their hey-hey-diddle
Doin' the swing on the Gypsy fiddle"

Sal had to admit it was fun, but Idate's smirk left him in a feeling of unease. He'd seen the wounds from his brother being brutally attacked by this guy, and hell, even their dad was too much of a wuss to face him. Which surprised Sal. Sure he didn't care much about his girl-stealin-brother, but he did care about his own well being.

He wasn't sure why he was really dancing, actually. He didn't know how he was keeping up, or why the school asshole picked him.

The school tough-ass bully dancing with the school nice-white-trash in a gay as hell way.

Oh what an interesting sight.

"Them eastern wisemen know the story
Of the swing with Oriental glory
They stroke their beards and grin
Sayin', "Swing, little children, till the dawn comes in!"
Now, geisha girls in old Japan
Wink behind their peacock fans
Since they learned to say, "Yeah!
Let's swing it like Amelican's swing swing dance!""

And with that, the song ended.
How would the strange dancing duo end their routine?

One dipped, faces close as hell, the smell of smoke strong. The cigarette was discarded somewhere in the middle of the dance, and both males were left panting from the effort. Idate smirked as he quickly caught his breathe, and Sal still being dipped by the other, with a flushed face.

After a moment, a few hollars of 'gay', a few snapping of cameras, and some clapping, the duo stood up straight again. Sal fixing his slightly wrinkled clothing and Idate checking how many cigarettes he had left.

The ravenette soon walked over to one of the many tables that lined the large room, and sat down, not caring for the next song that played.

Sal all but rushed after him, which was never a good move. There was a girl that tried to stop him, but he ignored her.

"What was that?" he asked, still confused, once he got to the table.

Idate shrugged. "I was bored, I wanted to play, and you're not that bad looking. Besides, you don't look strong enough to be a good toy. So dancing was my only option," the 'orca' explained.

Sal grumbled something, before looking behind him and seeing the brunette from earlier alone. He smiled brightly, practically squealing. "Wadanohara~!" he called, already in pursuit of the girl.

Idate barely batted an eyelash, before rolling his eyes. "He's gay," he mumbled after a moment, a pleased smirk on his face.

"And his swinging hips are mine."

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I feel like the more I wrote the more ooc this got
I am so sorry about this trashy fanfic
Alright.

Well
Alright.

Characters do not belong to me.

Welp.