New fic! –gets shot for not finishing the rest of her fics-

Anyway…this is yaoi so don't read it if you don't like it.

Warning: There is some material not suitable for children. ;P

Disclaimer: I don't own…I'm not going to make money outta this. It's just for fun. –insert evil laugh-

Chapter 1: In solitude

"Where?" I asked him as he began to unbutton his shirt.

"Anywhere you like." He replied. I sat on the bed in the middle of the room.

"So you weren't lying..." I mumbled as I watched him take his shirt off slowly.

"Why would I lie about my job?"

"Is this where you sleep with them all?" I asked him.

"No...this is where I take people I care about." He winked as he sat on the bed next to me.

"Oh, really?" I felt his hand go underneath my shirt. This sent shivers through my whole body.

"You don't care about my job, do you?" He asked as I felt his lips on my neck. His fingers caressing my hardened nipples.

"No..." I trailed off, closing my eyes for a moment.

"I'd never do anything to hurt you, you know that..." His lips were getting closer to my own. My whole body seemed to be paralyzed by his touches. I was at his mercy.

"Why are you saying things like this? Let's just start." I was frustrated. He stopped suddenly, then turned my face toward his own. I looked at him, slightly confused.

"What?" I asked.

"Sorry." He let go of my chin, looking away. "It's just that I don't want to treat you like a customer."

"All the more, Benimaru...if there's more pleasure involved..." I leant in to kiss him. I couldn't help but think of him. It was always him.

Benimaru said nothing afterwards. He pushed me back onto the bed...as he probably would his 'customers'. I was enjoying the rough side of him. In his expertise, he unclothed me quickly, then finally began to unbuckle his belt. I watched, impatient...but I was admiring his muscled body glistening with sweat.

I had never seen him without clothing until now. Not that what he wore most of the time covered up much. He was better looking than I had imagined. Now our bodies touched...the friction he caused as he rubbed himself onto me. I moaned, then took hold of his hair as we kissed once more. He was driving me crazy for some reason...

He directed himself lower, until he reached my hardened length. I could only gasp and moan as I was entered into his mouth. My hands grasped his hair, controlling the movements...

I came within moments, but wished that the orgasm I just had would've lasted longer. I hadn't heard a word from him since we began. Now I was beginning to miss his voice. My eyes were shut tight, awaiting his next movement. I felt the weight on the bed gone, then I felt myself being pulled toward the edge of the bed. I wondered how I had gotten that far up if we had started at the edge.

"Beni..." I murmured as I opened my eyes. He was caressing himself, looking at me with an intensified look. His lips curved into a small smile.

"Beg." I suddenly heard his voice.

Personally, I didn't like being put in that type of situation...I would've hit him in the face if it not for the excitement I felt. I tried to move my body, but a tingling sensation took over my body as I thought about what was to come next.

"Please..." I heard myself plea. At that moment I felt angered with myself for giving in to him.

"Louder." He murmured as he spread my legs open wide. He was so close to my entrance...I couldn't resist.

"Beni...please." I said a bit louder. I tried to move my body forward. His length touched me there slightly, but I knew he would only go in if he thrust into me.

"Ash..." He took hold of my waist, and I knew the moment had finally come.

The confound sensation of pain mixed with pleasure left my whole body shivering. The tingling sensation returned, running up and down my whole body as he leant over to hug me. I almost couldn't grasp my arms around him due to the tingling. Desperate for a kiss, I leaned up to meet his lips. The contact of our lips together made me go crazy. He began to thrust into me, slowly at first, making me desperate for more. So I yelled out his name shamelessly…and begged for more.

It didn't take too long for our journey to finish. He was lying on top of me, still breathing hard. He captured my lips in another deep kiss…a kiss which I savored and held in my mind.

He then lay beside me, caressing my cheek. My eyes were still shut tight.

"You…" He trailed off for a moment. "…are really something." He held me…and the way he held me seemed as if we had actually known each other. I felt secure…but I was still empty inside.

"I think I love you." He whispered in my ear. I ignored this sentence completely…wanting to believe that when they said that, they really meant it…but knew it was too good to be true. It was only a sex phrase…

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Morning came…

And I regretted having done this. Not because of his feelings, but my own. I was trying to betray my own heart…and trying to hallucinate someone else there…I couldn't resist it from time to time. Benimaru was my only way out of the stress…my only way into pleasure. Although I felt nothing for him. It was only for the sex.

I sat up, looking around for a moment. I then looked at Benimaru, who was sound asleep, sleeping on his stomach and hugging his pillow. I sighed, then got off the bed. I was quietly looking for my clothing, which were scattered over the floor when I heard his movement on the bed. I didn't want to look in his direction. I put on my clothes quickly, then got out of the room quietly. I left his house, not knowing exactly where to go next. Though I guessed that Elisabeth wouldn't mind if I stayed at her house for the time being.

"Ash?" She looked groggily. Of course it was only five in the morning.

"Can I come in?" I asked her.

"Sure…" She let me in, then closed the door behind her.

"Let me guess…you slept with someone?" She shook her head.

"You guessed right…it was marvelous but I really didn't love that person or anything…"

"Is he a prostitute?"

"He is…"

"So it wasn't Shen?"

"Of course not." I rolled my eyes. "Don't even mention his name…"

"So do you need to shower or what?" She asked me.

"I certainly do." I smirked as I made my way toward her bathroom upstairs.

"Go ahead, then. I'm going to sleep." She yawned, then followed me upstairs toward her room.

After I closed the door to the bathroom, I sighed leaning against the door. It suddenly occurred to me that this kind of thing happened almost every week…even if it was never with the same person.

I ran the water in the bathtub, waiting for it to get warm, then I turned the shower head on. I unclothed quickly, eager to get the dirtiness off me. Elisabeth's house was like a second home to me. She even had a room for me that had some of my belongings…including the clothes that I was going to wear once I got out.

I let the water cascade from my head, down my back. All I could think about was the event from last night. I ran my hands over the places his lips had been…and for a moment I thought I felt something…a weird feeling…but I quickly shook it away and thought about him.

The thought of him made my fists ball up tightly. I wanted to get rid of my feelings for him…I could do it, I knew.

"Ash?" I suddenly heard a muffled voice which startled me.

"Elisabeth…what do you want?" I heard my voice echo.

"Someone called my number from your cell phone. They want to talk to you." My eyes widened, then I mentally slapped my self. (Damn it!) I had left my cell phone at Benimaru's place.

"Just tell him I'll go get it later." I responded.

"All right." I heard Elisabeth say, then I heard her muffled voice get further away. I sighed once more, then quickly bathed.

Benimaru's House
9:00AM

A few hours later, I was at his house once more. I hesitated to knock at his door, but finally gained some courage. I stood there for a few minutes before he answered the door. He, too I realized had dressed up nicely. He smiled at me, then gestured me to come inside.

"No, I-" I began but his voice interrupted me.

"I fixed up breakfast." He was looking at me so patiently. The door was wide open and it was cold outside. I used that as the excuse.

"Well, I guess I can stay for a while." I got inside, my body still trembling as I watched him shut the door behind him. I followed him to the kitchen, looking at all the food at the table.

"Go ahead, eat anything you want." He mumbled. I looked at him. He had a cigarette in his mouth and was about to light it.

"Did you know…cigarettes are bad for you?" I smirked as I sat down in front of a delicious Japanese plate and picked up the chopsticks to start eating.

"I know." He lit the cigarette, then took in the deadly smoke.

"Then why do you smoke?" I asked him before I took the noodles into my mouth. My taste buds began to go crazy.

"Stress…cravings…you know, that sort of thing." He replied. I rolled my eyes then continued eating. It suddenly occurred to me that what I was eating he had apparently made. He put the cigarette on the ash tray, which was sitting in the middle of the table, then made his way around the table to sit in front of me. He sat down and began to eat. I didn't dare look at him until I was finished. Surprisingly, I moved onto the next plate and ate the whole thing. I had been hungry. Now that I had remembered to eat…

"What did you think?" He asked.

"About what?"

"The food." He was still on his first plate; it was halfway finished. This made me seem like some pig…

"It was good…" I wiped my mouth with a napkin. I finally looked up to meet his eyes. The cool reflection in his almost turquoise looking eyes made me fade into them for a moment until he blinked. I realized that he had been staring into my own as well…

"Good." He laughed slightly. "'cause I made it a while ago…I honestly didn't think you'd come back to get your cell phone but I made food, anyway."

"Oh…" I trailed off. In other cases it would be true, but my cell phone was far too valuable.

"I called every number on there 'till I reached that Elisabeth person…she said you were at her house." He continued. Damn Elisabeth for saying that I was there…

"She made an appointment with me." These words caught my attention. I looked up immediately. He had a big smile on his face. "…her voice sounded sexy, so I invited her.." I grunted slightly. I felt sorry for him.

"So, you ARE a whore." This meant that last night was all a big lie. Even if I hadn't really cared about anything he had said at first…

"It's a way of life." He replied, picking up the cigarette once more. He took in a long drag, then blew it out while looking up at the ceiling.

"Second hand smoking is worse than actually smoking it…so I'll be leaving." I stood. He was smiling lightly, looking at me with that intense look on his face. I turned to leave.

"Aren't you forgetting something?" He asked.

"Let me guess…" I turned around to face him. "You want me to pay you for the food with sex?"

"No…" He stood with the cigarette pasted to his mouth. He dug out something from his back pocket, and held it out. It was my cell phone. He made his way around the table to stand only a few inches in front of me. He was still holding it out to me. I took it, but he held my hand for a moment, looking into my eyes. I didn't dare look away.

"Merci…now you can let go of me." I told him.

"Merci?" He let go slowly, smiling crookedly with that damn cigarette still in his mouth.

"It means thank you." I turned to leave walking toward the front door. I opened it, but I suddenly saw his hand out of the corner of my eye and the door was shut. I was turned around and leant up against the door. His body pressed up against my own and his cologne was driving me crazy. He shamelessly pressed his lips onto my own and kissed me long and hard until I managed to break it. The stench of cigarette from his mouth almost made me vomit.

"Get away from me before you regret ever having touched me." I said in-between clenched teeth.

"Relax…I told you that I don't want to hurt you…" He smiled, caressing my cheek. My hands were up above me, and I felt imprisoned by him. With his free hand, he dug out a mint, then popped it in his mouth.

Then he kissed me again. This time the taste was minty and I was enjoying it…I didn't dare part it.

I didn't know why I had given into him again…my clothing was once again scattered on the floor…we had somehow managed to get to the couch. He was still on top of me…and I was on my stomach…on the arm rest of the couch. A bead of sweat trickled down from the tip of my nose onto the couch where I stared at it for a moment. Our breathing began to slow…

"Just admiring you from your back excites me." He murmured close to my ear. I don't know if he was talking about the numerous freckles on my upper back.

He finally got off me…as he did so, I felt empty inside once more.

I stood, and gathered my clothing. I put it on without turning to look at him. As I finished slipping on my shoes, I saw him standing in front of me. I stood, looking at him. He moved a strand of hair which I supposed was out of place, then leant in to say,

"You should look at yourself before criticizing others." He murmured, then opened the door so I could leave. I stood there for a moment, not really getting what he had said. But then I realized just what he meant by it.

"You're a prick." I stared into his face, then walked out of his house. I could still see the grim smile on his face…and I now realized that I hated him…

"I put some good pictures on that phone of yours!" He yelled out. I didn't turn around, but I raised my hand and stuck the finger out at him. That bastard! How dare he…

And what had just happened? I was filled with mixed emotions that were bottling up inside of me…hatred, love…

"You should look at yourself before criticizing others." Came to my mind. Was I really like him? Maybe worse than him? He had seduced me in order to prove that I was like him…

And the worse thing was that…I enjoyed it.

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Ahh…another story involving prostitution. lol This is just crazy, isn't it? But those are the stories I think are most interesting to write. :)

I'd love to get some feedback as to what you think about it…if you liked it, if you didn't…and if you didn't what didn't you like about it? You know, that sort of thing…what you think about it so far. Wait, I already said that, didn't I? lol Sorry.

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