Tanjiro Father Dance Novels & Stories

I'm the daughter of a poor couple who make a living selling fish at a market. We're so broke that every penny counts. Even so, my parents scrape together everything they have to support my dream of becoming a professional dancer. They pay for my training and even spend their life savings on my scoliosis surgery without a second thought. However, when Sylvie Putnam throws me to the ground, leaving me on the verge of paralysis, and then beats me until my face is a bloody mess, Mom barely spares me a glance. Instead, she gently strokes Sylvie's head. "Good girl. You did the right thing after she upset you. Remember, never let anyone bully you." Dad even picks up a stick and strikes it again

Was I imagining things developing between us? My dance with my father was incredibly tense, “How are you feeling, poppet?” he asks me, and I smile at him. “As well as can be expected, father,” I respond almost robotically and I catch his nod. The rest of the dance went on like this until Spencer Dumont cut in.

My father announced like he was someone who cared for his daughter. The music started and that was the sign for the first dance. My father made his way towards me and bowed gracefully. I did the same and offered my hand to him. I cannot imagine that after everything there is still a chance that I can experience a dance with my father. After the dance with my father, my brother Erick became my second partner. I gasped as my brother pulled me closer to him. He laughed and came near to my ear. "Ready to get married my youngest sister?" He asked with a mocking voice.

“Would you stare, daddy?” “Of course I would.” Daddy pulls me into him, his hand holding mine as his other finds its way to my lower back. Slowly, he leads me around the room in the gentlest dance, half-carrying me, half-waiting for me to follow his steps. “You're too precious to me to let go so easily.” “You wouldn't like it if other guys were looking at me?” I ask, mustering my strength to follow daddy wherever he takes me. “Not. One. Bit.” Daddy dips me slowly, before just as smoothly returning me to my feet. It's the simplest move, but it's one of those things that daddy does that makes me feel alive, as if I'm actually part of this dance, rather than a girl struggling to maintain her ba

My mother had been awfully silent through all of this. My father stumbled over to me for the dance. He reeked of scotch and whiskey. He was disheveled. How he managed to stand on his own two feet was a miracle. When he pulled me onto the floor, his hand was clammy, and beads of perspiration formed on his head despite the perfect air conditioning. He was so shaky I felt like I was the one propping him up.

Daniel brought out his hands for me to take but Dad held me back before I could place my hands on his, “You're not actually doing this are you?” “Dad….” Dad cuts me, “you promised….” “And I will keep it, it's just a dance, trust me,” pulling my hands away from dad's. I saw Tiana walking to Maya. I guess she was wondering what happened but knowing Maya she would just wave it off and not bother Tiana. I turned to Daniel and placed my hands on his, “let's dance,” Daniel smiled and led me to the dance floor.

’ He assured me. ‘Ok.’ I let out a frustrated sigh. I trusted him from the moment I came here, so why stop doing it now? ‘Just be yourself, make her laugh, and take her for a dance. Man, all these dance lessons your father made us go through. Make them worth it.’ Ian advised. ‘Yes, that’s what Dad is arranging right now.’ I mindlinked, eyeing my father, who was typing on the DJ’s laptop, picking out the perfect song.

But instead, she danced with the sons and daughters of her father's business partners, as well as her classmates—none of whom held her interest. When it was time to dance with her father, Jade felt a mix of emotions. Her father was so proud of her, and the smile on his face filled her heart with joy, but there was still a part of her that was preoccupied with what was going on inside her heart. One more dance with Ceynol was needed before dancing with her father. As she saw him approaching, her nerves skyrocketed. Her throat felt dry, and her heart pounded in her chest. Ceynol's presence was overwhelming, and as soon as their hands touched, she felt like she might collapse.

I beamed at Zachary and Alice for joining us right away on the dance floor; they gave us their full support as our closest friends, and I will be forever grateful to them for everything they had done for us. I danced with my wife with happiness as I tried to set aside all my worries and anger until our son came towards us, and we let him join us. I could see the amusement of our guests as they looked at us as one happy family. My father stood up and offered his hand to my mom, and they danced sweetly near us, and then he motioned Lennon to dance with Claire, and I knew right away what my father was doing. He switched partnered with Lennon, and after dancing with slow movements, Dad came to u

Chapter Fifteen "History repeats itself." And then Mommy smiled bitterly as she looked at Jiro and Aria dancing. Aria was holding two fire balls while Jiro was behind her and holding both of her hips. He is slowly grinding Jiro's back and just by staring at them I know both of them are turned on because of that erotic dance that Aria we're doing. Mom kissed me on my cheeks. "It's never too late Hija, you can find someone else." Mommy told me and then she left me.