Tadashi Imagines

Prince and Princess of Dance

"Pirouette et Saute!"

It was another dance rehearsal for a pas de deux for the 25th founding anniversary of Groupe de Ballerines de San Fransokyo. It also has been a few months since you started taking classes from the said dance troupe, but your instructor recommended you to the advanced level already, since she saw potential in you. Plus, your mother was once a ballet instructor, making it easier for you to learn the basics and intermediates of ballet. You never stopped practicing all the routines, until you decided to join new classes to further enhance them, and that's how you ended up being the choice for a dance duet for the foundation. 

"You are doing great, mademoiselle (y/l/n). Keep those graceful moves up," your instructor tells you as you took a water break. You smile as you stretched your muscles up, still wondering who your dance partner will be for the said pas de deux. "Monsieur Delaparte, may I know who will be Derek in the pas de deux? It has been in my head for so long," you tell as you stood by the barre, practicing your balances. He chuckles as you started twirling around the studio, listening to the music that remained in your head. "Why does he interest you, hm?" You smile as you heard his comment. "Nothing, it's just that... I feel like I have known him for so long." 

"Is there a guy from your advanced classes who you knew?" Your instructor asks you as he watched you practice the whole routine once more, not committing a single mistake. 
"Well, there is none. But, I really feel I know him." You sigh as you ended your dance with a finishing bow. 

"Tadashi, take a break for now. It has been two hours since you have been practicing your pas de deux." 

Tadashi is in another room across yours. Your mentor Madame Beaulieu is the one in charge for him, since she also teaches in your advanced classes. You had to work with an instructor opposite your gender so that you guys can have a grasp of the actual performance before doing it. Just like you, he cannot help but wonder who his princess would be. You also don't know that he joined in already, making it a big surprise for you if ever you were to be the one who will dance the pas de deux with him. 

He sighs as we wiped the sweat off his brow, gulping loads of water as his adam's apple bobbed. "Have they determined who will be Genevieve?" he asks the old woman. 
"I heard that they have, but it will be revealed by Tuesday." she replies as she unplugged the radio. He smiles as he thought of another question. "Madame, do you think (y/n) made it?" 
"You really love her, don't you?" she asks back, making the young man be left unguarded. "Madame, please? Don't tell her yet?" he requests, making the teacher laugh as she patted his muscly back. 

"I won't tell her yet."