A/n: A full story at last!

Jay hated dancing. It was no big secret that he tried to hide, either. It was simple. Unless it was a game like DanceyPants, he wouldn't dance.

'A waste of his talent'. Cole used to say, which made Jay want to reply with a 'This is coming from the person who's probably the best dancer in the world and still doesn't like it'.

But alas, how could he say no to Nya? And what could he do to get out of it without upsetting his yang?

The answer? He couldn't. Though he didn't agree that easily.

"I hate dancing." He had said, to which, his yang had a clever way to get past.

She put on her best impression of puppy eyes, and asked, "For me?".

Of course, now Jay really couldn't say no.

But, as the both learnt to dance together, something inside him changed.

He began to enjoy dancing with Nya.

The way they both had to turn together, the way she held her arms around him, he began to like it.

In short, he had a revision of his opinion.

He enjoyed dancing with Nya. Otherwise, forget it.