The music blared out, the dancers doing their job. Lust could be felt in the air from almost everyone in the room. The star of the show moved their way around the pole in the center of the stage. Seducing the customers.

It was a cold night in Tokyo, the streets just as busy as ever. Makoto could notice a few differences around him such as a few of his favorite shops were now completely different.

The customers moved around the bar, giving money to the bartenders without ordering anything. Later they would be approached by some of the dancers and taken away shortly after.

As he looked around he felt at home again, however the air felt different. The atmosphere had changed. Was he really feeling at home or was he just nervous? He finally got to the block of apartments that was written down on the back of his hand. He looked at the list of names by the door, when he found the one he recognised, he rung the bell to be soon buzzed into the building. As he came close to his old friend's apartment, someone was leaving. The man leaving was in a suit and looked very professional. Makoto looked back at him while continuing to move closer to the door to his friend's place.

"You haven't changed much." A familiar voice came from next to him.

"Ah! Haru!" Makoto beamed a smile and let go of his suitcase to give the shorter boy a hug, but he was pushed away. "Haru?" He raised an eyebrow, slightly confused.

"Don't act so friendly. We haven't seen eachother in 14 years." Haruka said more coldly than he meant to.

"Yeah but Haruka... It's me." Makoto said, following his friend into the large apartment. "This is a nice place you got..." He said looking around in awe. "How did you afford a place like this?"

"I've got my way of getting money." Haruka said.

"Mr. Ryugazaki is waiting for you at table three again." The bartender said quietly to one of the dancers that was getting a glass of water. The dancer took a few more sip of the water before making their way to table three.

"I hope you haven't been waiting too long." The dancer said politely, teasing Mr. Ryugazaki a little bit by playing with his tie. "You wore my favourite one."

"I did indeed." The young gentleman said, smiling at the dancer. "You're the most beautiful dancer in the show."

The dancer blushed. "Oh, stop! Don't flatter me."

"I'm telling you the truth, Nagisa."