𝙼𝙹𝙹 𝙳𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚘

It was already the beginning of the week for rehearsals, and Michael had given the notes to the dance choreography to go with the other dancers. You wore a gym outfit to rehearse the dance steps since Michael managed to get you into the dance class. You were nervous inside, filling your stomach with butterflies to participate in the performance. 

The show was going to have a lot of dance moves from Michael's previous music videos he made in the past. Worst. You had to remember every dance move and not miss a step. 

"Reach your arms and do a twirl. Not too fast so that you won't fall!" The dance choreographer assisted the dancers as they worked on the poses and stretches. 

You were doing pretty well, and the song "The Way You Make Me Feel" was playing, and you were doing the dance steps with four girls with a female dance choreographer. 

"Ladies, raise your chin and extend your arms out." She guided you through the dance process to ensure you were all on the same page. 

When the song ended, the choreographers decided to take a break, and you panted. You sat by the bench and grabbed water from your gym bag. You reached inside to hold the bottle and opened the cap to take a big load down your throat. 

'Geez, rehearsals are no joke. They would make your body sore and tire you out.' You thought. 

You were catching your breath as your heart steadily beat through your chest. It was slowing down just for you to relax a bit. Suddenly, the door was ajar, and you saw Michael entering the room with his assistant to discuss his next gig. 

You sat there momentarily, heard a vibration in your gym bag, and reached down to grab your phone. When you grabbed your phone to answer it, it was a text message from Toshiki. 

1:12 𝖯𝖬

Toshiki: Y/N, where are you? We have a meeting with the council members today starting around 2 PM!

"Oh shoot! I forgot that I was meeting with one of the council members today." You silently cursed before rushing to leave out of the studio. 

Leaving the room, you didn't notice Michael's eyes watching you. He furrowed his eyebrows, full of concern and worried if something was wrong. Michael excused himself to check on you, left the studio, and saw you pacing down the hallway and into the girls changing room.

When you enter, you rush over to one of the benches to set your bag down. You ramble inside your locker to pull out the outfit you had to wear that needed to be formal for this meeting. While you were about to change out of your clothes, someone appeared behind you.

"Is everything okay?" You heard a soft familiar voice from behind you, making you jolt. 

"Michael!" You groaned. 

"Sorry. Did I scare you?" He teased. 

"Yeah. Look, I'm in a hurry." You replied, looking back at your clothes before undoing your shoelaces. Your head turned around at him, "Why are you in the girl's locker room?" He blushed and covered his face like a child preventing him from seeing anything inappropriate. 

He responded, "I saw you leave the studio and worried something was wrong. Why are you in such a hurry?" He asked, looking down at you. 

"I forgot I had a meeting today. It shouldn't take long, and it starts around 2." You replied. 

"Oh, okay. How were dance classes?" He asked. 

"Tiring, but a little fun and energizing for me to recall the dance moves that were hard to do." You reassured, removing your shoes and lowering your pants to your ankles. 

Michael looked at your thick thighs and licked his lips to see your curvy body. It was so smooth and curvy that he wanted to grab those hips to pull you close to him. 

"What's the meeting going to be about?" He asked.

"An exciting one; we're dealing with the cause of financial issues running low on the market." You replied as Michael looked at you, quite surprised. 

"You work at a business corporation dealing with numbers and taxes?" He asked. 

"Something like that or not. I don't know how to add up numbers well to make my brain steam up." You replied, putting on your pants and undoing your ponytail from your head. 

Michael briefly looked at you, saying, "Hey, before you leave--"He starts, catching your attention before you took off your shirt, revealing your training bra. "You'll let me know what's going on?" 

You shrugged your shoulders before hurrying up to change your clothes. 

"I mere to tell you about what was happening, I would. It's not serious, but I can update you." You replied, stuffing your exercise clothes in the bag and latched onto your shoulders. 

Michael shrugged and nodded at your response before leaning down, signaling you to come to kiss him because he could see you were in a hurry. He was confident that something wasn't adding up, and she refused to tell him. He'll hide in the back of his mind. 

"M'kay. Gimme some suga' before you leave,  " he said as you stood on your tippy toes to kiss him on his lips; he kissed back. He slowly pulled away, "See you later." He watches you leave out of the room quickly and head back to the studio where the other dancers rehearsed. 

While pacing downstairs, you saw a familiar vehicle parked on the side, a black Cadillac. The window rolled down, and revealing themselves inside was Toshiki.

"Thought you might need a ride until we meet with the council." He said as you smiled at him. 

You got inside the car, "Thanks. You're always prepared and on time." You thanked him as he drove off. 

~

𝚄𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙲𝚘𝚛𝚙. (𝚄.𝙲.𝙲.)

The meeting in the U.C.C. was already awaiting, with each council member that worked there seated around the large table. Mila was on her phone waiting for her friends to arrive when two individuals came in to sit across from her. 

Miss Valentine and Mr. Walter are both partners in crime to solve cases as high particular ops of the U.C.C. The lady named "Miss Valentine" is Rachel Kennedy, and she has long black hair, brown eyes, chocolate black skin, lips, a shade of red rose, and black mascara. Her body was slim and unbearable for men to look away from her as her boobs were a C-cup, her nails painted red to match her lip color, and she wore a slim black dress with stockings and heels. 

Mr. Walter's real name is "Andrew White," He was a masculine, tall black bald man with little bits of black afro, a trim beard, and a good book reader. He wore a clean black suit, loafers, and a golden wristwatch. 

 He works as Miss Valentine's partner, and they have competition with Y/N and Toshiki. Sometimes they go even or against each other to see who does a better job. 

"Good to see you today, Mila." Rachel greeted. She had that smirk playing on her lip,s looking at the Korean girl. 

"Charming to see you, Rachel," Mila replied. Her eyes went to Andrew playing Candy Crush on his phone. "How are you today, Andrew?" She asked as the tall male looked up at her giving her a firm nod. 

Another meeting member arrived, as it was Madam L. Yung-Japanese Special A Class Agent. Madam L. Yung is a tall woman with a good attitude, is intelligent and classy, and has a unique talent for playing the violin in one of her concerts. She has big breasts the size of a D, long slim legs, and a thicker body.

She was one of the council members' agents to get their hands on when she struck out her beauty. Yung uses her beauty to draw attention from other men when she's on a mission; being such a vast flirt and seductive person--no one can look away from her. They call her a "goddess" only to be blind by her beauty when she is the fairest of them all in her little fantasy world. 

"Ugh, can't anything be more annoying than to be here when I have to prepare for the next 6 hours of rehearsing the musical?" She groaned, looking irritated to be in the open with everyone else gawking at her beauty. 

She'll deny your love and focus on herself. 

Mila heard the door opening, and two people entered inside, and she saw her two friends. They took a seat outside each other since she was in the middle. 

"Whoa, your sweating a lot." Mila teased. 

"Yeah, I had to rehearse for one of Michael's upcoming concerts." You replied. 

Mila silently squeals. "What concert is it? I want to go!" She beamed. 

"We'll discuss this later. The meeting is about to start." Toshiki shushed the girls as their boss was about to start the meeting in the room.

~

𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙼𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐

The meeting was so long, up to three hours, and there was a lot of new information for the young agents to follow with their missions. Since you and Toshiki were still tracking down Julian, the last bit of evidence from the stuff you guys found was just a hunk of junk. Ms. Valentine and Mr. Walter laughed at you for failing that mission since they corrected the misunderstanding of those items. 

You and Toshiki were leaving to discuss privately away from those guys, and Madam L. Yung's long python snake emerged between you. She made her way between you both. 

"Oh, pardon, you need to watch where you go. I am always first in line." She grimaced. 

You never liked that woman nor her rude attitude to think she was the role model around the CO. 

"I can't wait until we get this case taken care of. What's on the agenda?" You asked, looking over at Toshiki, who pulled out his phone.

"The agenda is to go downtown and speak with one of Julian's men. They own partially one of his belongings which I had read is weaponry and golden materials he has in store." He replied as he showed you on the phone what the items in the crates looked like being taken away by his men. 

"So, where is it located?" You asked.

"It's located in NYC." He replied. 

"That'll take a long time before we even get there. We can still sit here and find another way to get something else done." You grunted, leaning against the wall and folding your arms over your chest. 

"It's departing to NY in September. The month of the event where you're going to be performing." He shoved his phone into his pocket. "Which reminds me that I have some bad news. The boss told us that we must continue this case for a primary reason, and I heard that Julian is hosting a masquerade ball." 

"A masquerade ball? When is that going to start?" You asked. 

"Next month at the beginning of June, I suppose, and we have to get it done by the end of September," Toshiki explained. 

"What?! But I can't be working in two places." You exclaimed. "I've got rehearsals, and I have to solve a case to catch Julian before he slips away for his next plot." You gripped the side of your head as Toshiki felt a little sorry about your situation.

"Why not tell Michael you're busy with a lot of work? He'll understand." Said Toshiki. 

"Are you kidding me? I can't tell him that, or he'll be heartbroken." You groaned, leaning back against the wall. 

"It's best to sort this out." 

"I wish this wasn't happening right now. Michael was so happy I would be in the show with him, and turning it down is another thing I can't do." You replied, looking down at your feet as this was much more difficult. 

"There is enough time to settle this. We can manage." Toshiki said. 

~

Michael P.O.V.

After several hours of rehearsals, I was so tired I needed to sleep and eat. My body was craving two things simultaneously. I caught a break in the studio, drinking water from a water bottle. I ate lunch a few hours ago that Y/N packed for me to eat before she left. 

"Hey Michael," I heard a cheerful voice that belonged to Chris, and he was making his way over. He dropped by to visit the studio since he'll also participate in the show. "How's it going? Dancing quite a lot for the past few weeks." 

I slightly chuckled, nodding my head.

"Yeah, we've been practicing," I replied in a deep tone.

He looked around and asked, "Where's Y/N?" 

"She went to visit some people at a meeting," I replied.

"Oh, I thought I might catch up with her to say hello. Is she going to be a part of the show?" He asked. 

I formed a cunning grin, replying, "Yeah, I made her join. She was nervous about coming on stage, but I told her she'll have to look at me while I perform." He looked over at me with a small smile.

"That girl got you head over the hills." He chuckled.

She sure does. 

"Is she seeing anyone?" He asked as I looked over at him, a bit surprised asking. 

"Uh, yeah. She's dating someone right about now." I replied. 

"I bet. She's got a lucky guy for her to be with her." He smirked. 

I looked at Chris to see that he had a look in his eyes that showed that sign of, 'I know what you did. ' 

"Chris, do you know something that I don't?" I asked. 

"What's that, Michael?" He asked. 

"Like, you know who Y/N is dating," I said, as he looked at me with the same grin.

"Maybe..." 

I glanced at him as I spoke up, "You know about us?" He nods slowly. I felt like I wanted to smack myself but remained in the same position. "How'd you know?" I asked. 

Chris looked at me, responding, "You and she are always together and hanging around. After you told me, I even saw how happy you were for her to participate in the show." He replied as he mimed my excitement about telling him my girlfriend would be a part of the show. "You said, 'Chris, she said yes! She's going to be a part of the show!" I giggled. "Then I go, 'Who is it?' " I shook my head, holding back my laugh. "Then you said, 'It's Y/N! She's going to be part of the show! I can't wait to show her how to dance, and it's her first time." 

I covered my face so that I couldn't contain myself from hearing those words recap back to me. 

"Chris, you're a mess. I can't believe you remember that." I snorted. 

"I have a good memory. I'm glad she will be a part of the show and everything else." Chris said as I smiled over at him. I trust Chris, and he knew we were a thing--only in secret. 

~

These are the NEW characters apart of the story.