I Just Dance [1/?]

Title: I Just Dance [1/?]
Author: ifeelbetter
Pairing: Kirk/Spock
Word Count: 1,501
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Don't own, won't ever, wish I did.
Summary: So You Think You Can Dance AU.
Notes: I don't know why this happened or why I spent so much time on it. I mention a lot of music in this fic, obviously, because of the dances. So far, here's what you need: Big Mama Thornton's Hound Dog, Fred Astaire's sand dance in Top Hat [which I couldn't actually find a youtube clip of so that's just the trailer], and, thought I don't specify the version, I was thinking of Placido Domingo's Nessun Dorma.

Title comes from a Fred Astaire quote: "I have no desire to prove anything by it. I have never used it as an outlet or a means of expressing myself. I just dance."

( The guy gave Jim a big grin, like a kid's toothy Will-You-Be-My-Friend smile, and then kicked his foot up to his ear. They were sitting on the floor at the time so it was a bit more surprising than it would have been if they were standing. )

Local NoWriMo is still still on

The novel progresses but is wretched. This is a quandary, methinks.

Also in surprising (in that I care not that it exists) sports news: Roddick will play later at Wimbledon (yay!) and the World Cup is off the freakin' hook.

Your regularly scheduled ifeelbetter will be returning after this sports break. I don't know what's come over me it's just...so...GOOD.