Chapter One

The Blonde Gripped the scotch and sipped the alcohol, the brown liquid burning his throat. He was bored,every day it's the same. wake up, make coffee, go to work, do his secretary, do his work, go home, do his wife, read, go to the gentleman's club, then finally, repeat. Noiz couldn't take it anymore he needed something new. He slammed down the glass with a loud clank and the precious drink spilled over the edges. Noiz turned around and was about to leave through the thick, decorated doors when a new voice came up to the stage, accent loud and clear.

He could tell the way the boy spoke he was Japanese. Noz turned around and saw the typical group of men up at the stage had at least doubled. Apparently asians were a popular choice. the hypocrites. Noiz's bright green eyes move up from the bottom of the stage, looking over the asian boy. The kid's body was tight and small, his outfit showing hints of his milky skin through the sheer pantyhose. Noiz brought his gaze to the Stripper's face, his cheeks full and his large eyes had a bright hazel color to him, but his most striking feature was his bright blue hair. It was so uncommon. Noiz loved it.

"H-Hello, I am new and my name is Sly Blue I hope you enjoy." Was all Noiz heard before the jazz started up, Sly's hips swung to the piano melody. He grabbed the pole in front of him and swirled and climbed effortlessly. His movement much more erotic than any of the normal dancers Noiz had seen before. The blonde pushed his way up to the front and threw a twenty on stage hoping to get Sly's attention. The stripper paid no mind to the money more focused on the movements and the steps to the song. The more and more Sly danced the more and more money Noiz threw up. Each swing of the hip Noiz involuntarily threw up a bill. It wasn't till the asian spun around the pole, twisting and grinding his body, that Noiz finally realized he had no more money to throw up and the whole floor of the stage was covered... Well shit.

He finally finished his dance and Noiz knew he had to talk to him. But not yet. He wants to see him in action more before striking up conversation. So when Sly Blue left the stage Noiz turned around and pushed his way out of the club. The cool night air sobered the businessman up a bit and started down to the main street to hail a cab. Grinning like a fool when he entered the car he slurred out his address, apparently more drunk than he originally thought.

Once he arrived to the large three story home he walked inside and there was his wife. Sitting down on a large luxurious chair, her head leaning into her palm as she slept. What a silly woman, Noiz thought to himself when he picked her up. She was so light compared to to other women he had held before. Noiz had always been afraid of hurting his wife, ever since he met her. She always seemed so frail, her thin black hair and paper white skin didn't help. Setting her into a large bed he turned around and started to leave but was stopped by a small hand.

"Why did you come home so late?.." The soft voice made the guilt claw at his chest. He yanked his hand back, not in the mood to talk to her, and walked back downstairs and threw himself on the couch, waiting for sleep.

The next morning Noiz awoke to the door being closed and he instantly sat up and hurried upstairs. But before he climbed the stairs something on a table nearby caught his eye. A note. Noiz walked over and read the writing.

"Good morning Darling,

I made your coffee it is on the counter. I will be out of town for a little bit. My mother called and my little sister is sick and Mother needs all the help she can get. I hope you can fend for yourself for the while. It will be no more than two weeks and no less than one.

Je t'aime,

Katharine."

Awesome. Two weeks free. This means he can come home whenever he wants, Noiz grinned like a fool and went to the kitchen to get his coffee. Grabbing the mug He headed to the first living room and turned on the radio. Not really wanting to hear politics he changed the channel to jazz and he noticed that the song playing sounded familiar. When the piano played the melody an epiphany had occurred to him. It was the song from last night! sitting down in the chair before work Noiz smiled at the song, the memory of large hips and long legs swaying still stuck inside his mind.

After the song was over Noiz looked at his mug, the stained porcelain was stained from the drink and he got up and set it in the sink. Looking at the clock he saw he was running late and hurried out the door.

After work Noiz did the usual and walked to the gentleman's club. He looked around and saw the usual group of men but this time something was different. there were more people overall. Almost as if the owner was holding some kind of event. The blonde sat at the bar and ordered a small glass of his usual scotch and put it on his tab. He looked around hoping to see the blue-headed boy around somewhere but he was nowhere to be seen.

"Hey where is the new kid? the one up last night, Sly Blue?" Noiz asked the bartender and he grinned, puffing at a cigar.

"Why? You interested in him? Anyways, he is out right now. He comes in at nine if you really wanna know. Just don't get all creepy on him. He is new after all" The man held out a cigar to Noiz and he accepted and lit it up, inhaling the thick smoke. He decided then and there that he can wait for him and maybe continue to do so from then on, for the kid was the only interesting thing he has seen for a while.

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Hi guys! I hope you enjoy this story, I noticed the lack of aonoiz multi-chapter fics so i decided to add to the few! please tell me your opinion on it. It has been a while since i have published anything on fanfiction. until next time my lovelies!