Longest shit I've written, ever. Please do point out the buttload of mistakes that I've done since I'm incapable of doing that myself. By the way, IM means Instructional Materials. :3

Yes, the porn isn't all that intense, but I wanted the situation to be as real as possible. And there are elements of my actual writing here, a few hints/loose ends which challenges you guys to speculate on what actually happens or what happens next.

Serious business aside, Georgey, this was the original older!/younger!guy fic. Of course I'm still writing that Kai/Reita.

Oh yeah, some of the things here are based on real experience. Which ones those are, I will keep undisclosed. ^^

Danse Macabre was written for one of my classes in uni. We were supposed to write what we could see when we listened to the songs our prof has uploaded. We were supposed to pick out one out of the two songs that she uploaded, and so I chose the song Nara. Writing it was horrible, really. I didn't like listening to that kind of music, and needing to write something for it was even more horrible. I kept thinking about jungles, and was even called weird because I thought like that. However, I've already decided to make an Aoi/Uruha fic out of it way before the songs were uploaded, and I never backed from my word.

I only wrote the piece less than an hour before my first class started. The day that I wrote it, I was really frustrated and was resolved not to write Aoi/Uruha anymore because it was just so hard. So what I did was leave my computer open, crank the volume up and listen to the song while I took a shower (LOL TMI). Somehow inspiration struck, and near the end of the song, the sentence 'And everything fell into silence' just popped up. I tried building the idea from there, and by the time I finished taking a shower, I also finished the story in my head. Basically the idea was that Aoi is a dancer, and knowing that he was about to die, he gave his last performance. He was sad that he was about to die, but tried to stay strong in the face of death. However, fear managed to get to him, and so he tried to run away. Futile, but it was very human, and Uruha understood that. Uruha wanted to ease Aoi's pain, but given the situation, he could only watch.

That was the original idea. But upon reading the piece again, I came to interpret the piece differently since it was worded vaguely anyway. The other idea that I had was that it's Uruha who died, and he was prepared for it. Possible, right? Of course, Aoi was still sad, he was still hurting, but mainly that's because he's the one to cause Uruha's death. At first he ran away because he didn't want the other to meet his demise, but figured there's no use fighting fate.

Thankfully the image of jungles didn't persist while I was writing it. Other than the jungles, I was also able to see some blue skies while listening to the song, hence the scenery for it. I never meant for it to be sad, really; in fact, I don't think of it as a sad fic. It was just too quiet, I guess. As for the title, again I'm just being pretentious 8D *bricked* It's French for dance of death, and I used it to match the piece's somewhat elegant feel. I hope I didn't disappoint~