Title: What are they up to? Author: Tauna Genre: S/H Part: 1/? first of the round robin Rating: [PG] Summary: Are things as they seem to others? What are they up to? [S/H, 1/?, PG] by Tauna "Hey Hutch, Dobey's office is clear..." I grabbed my big, blond partner and hustled him into the Captain's empty office. He stood there like a big lump while I moved the chairs outta the way. It was kinda cute y'know, but he was the one who asked so... "What kind of dancing?" He was turning red again. I faked being annoyed with him, like he does with me. "C'mon Hutch. We don't have all day." He hefted a big sigh like it was some kinda effort to tell me. "Salsa." "Ahhhaha!" I rubbed my hands together. Ramon was being called on again. This was gonna be fun. I pulled Hutch towards me, dancing distance close. It felt like I was holding a 2x4. Geez you'd think with all the other classy stuff he knew, he'd have had dance lessons or something. "Hutch, C'mon, loosen up." I wiggled him a bit and it made him laugh. He relaxed some then. "That's better," I said as soothingly as I could. I quick jerked him closer and molded myself to him, like Maria did when she taught me. "C'mon Hutch. Put your hand on my butt." I though I heard him mumble something, but I was in teaching mode and I didn't really pay attention too much. "Its all in the hips," I moved his pelvis with mine, "C'mon... work with me here." He finally rolled his eyes and let out the breath he was holding. He grabbed my ass so hard I almost jumped. "OW! too hard! Now my butt hurts." I grumbled. It didn't really hurt, it felt kinda fun. Anyhow, I started running him through the basic shuffle. I could see he was tryin ta count instead of just going. Ya can't do that in Salsa. I could see I was gonna have to take over. "Hutch, this ain't workin. Let me lead for a bit and when you get the hang of it I'll let you drive, OK?" "Yeah Starsk, I think I'm still kinda nervous." "No problem. Here, let me show you." I grabbed him tight, one hand on his ass the other in the middle of his back. I can steer him better that way. His arms were like lead weights around my neck. Well he could have tried to choke me like that one girl I danced with, but this was almost as bad. "You're too tight man, loosen up." I wiggled him some more. I felt him chuckle. "Ok Starsk. OK" He realxed right into me. Boy he's heavy, but it let me show him the steps better. So there we were salsaing away when we realized someone else was there -----------------------