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Misinterpreted Kindness

Chapter One: How to get a new customer

The day is cold and brisk, as any other November day in northern America. Týr was always unsure of why his family decided to send him and his brother to this country, their schooling was nothing special and as for culture, theirs pales in comparison to anything in Europe. Not to say it's a horrible country, he just prefers his. It's not a crime to be home sick occasionally after all. Being away from family, friends, everything he grew up with was difficult. All just because some feud between his parents, it was truly the most idiotic thing his parents ever mutually agreed to. Perhaps using that logic it was a good thing they never agreed on things.

In America, or maybe just the small town he lives in, it is almost impossible to meet people. Children have formed 'clicks' by his age and he doesn't really fit into any. Well, that's a lie, he hasn't exactly tried. Tore managed to get friends so it really shouldn't be too difficult in theory, Týr just doesn't want to put forth the effort. The only person who he does try with is the last person his family would have expected, or wanted, him to befriend. A twenty-nine year old man who runs a host club.

Yes, host clubs are a Japanese thing, no his friend is not Japanese, he is Turkish. However, his friend is also close friends with a Japanese man named Kiku who told him the idea nine years ago and Sadiq jumped at it. So far it has been a good investment, they get a lot of business and a lot of willing workers. Not to mention it is all legal and sex does NOT happen. On the clock.

Sadiq is interesting and intelligent, which keeps Týr's attention and has since they first moved in next to him. He is truly the only person who Týr feels comfortable with outside his family, which is why he is the only person Týr will do anything with on the weekends like tonight. A new movie is coming out that they both want to see and Sadiq offered to take him, so of course Týr agreed. It feels nice, having someone he can be close to with no worries of family expectations or attraction. No offense to Sadiq, he just wasn't into old men.

Rounding a corner, Týr arrives at Sadiq's place of business. Being only fifteen he cannot enter, so instead he has the joy of waiting in the cold for his friend to come out. Preparing himself for a long wait, Týr pulls his coat tighter to him and buries his hands into his over-sized sleeves. He leans against the wall of the club, no longer fazed by the fact he must wait in an alley for Sadiq to come out.

"It's pretty cold, you sure you want to wait out there?" A voice calls from the door near him, making Týr look up from the ground to see a handsome brunette man, probably Asian from his looks, staring at him dully.

"Sadiq should be out soon, I'm fine." Týr answers and the man raises a brow amused.

"Sadiq spends time with elementary kids? Or are you his son?" He teases and Týr goes to say something before he speaks up again. "Whatever your connection, he is currently busy. One of our lovely clients is having a manic moment and destroying the second floor. So I advise you either come in with me or find somewhere else to wait."

Týr looks at him skeptically for a moment but sighs and heads inside anyways, it's way too cold for him to be outside and his cell phone is currently dead. "I'm only fifteen you know." He mumbles and the man shrugs.

"I was figuring thirteen, so I guess it's a little less illegal now. Come to my room." He says, leading Týr down a hall lit only with candles and a few Victorian lamps before stopping at a red door with a large golden dragon image on it.

"…Was it your goal to be obvious…?" Týr asks and the man opens the door.

"Sadiq has a girl who designs, none of us have anything to do with it." He answers, leading Týr into an almost painfully stereotypical Asian scene. On the left wall is a painting of a cherry blossom tree with its leaves fluttering throughout the wall's space, on the right wall was a scene from inside a Chinese palace, and finally on the back wall is the scene of an admittedly beautiful Chinese garden with a stream running underneath a beautiful bridge.

"So…they get a choice of scenery…how nice…" Týr mumbles before walking over to a small love seat discarded in the corner, since the main seating was apparently the cushions around a small Chinese table.

"It's not all bad…" The man says, sitting down next to Týr and placing his arm on the back of the couch. "Most women find it quite relaxing…and most men don't even pay attention to it since I'm right here."

Týr shifts uncomfortably and moves closer to the arm of the couch to distance himself from the strange man. "…Right…makes sense…so…um…what's your name?"

"Li Xiao, but that information usually costs extra." Li Xiao teases and Týr begins to panic, wondering if he's expecting payment. "Hmm…I guess for you I will give it out in exchange for your name."

"…Týr…"

"Ah, I've heard a lot about you." Li Xiao says, getting up and grabbing the teapot off the small table. "Thirsty? It would be horrible of me to not take care of someone as cute as yourself."

Týr blushes some and looks away. "No, it's alright. I'm not thirsty."

"Whatever you say." Li Xiao sets down the pot and looks Týr over, the boy is cute, but so are a lot of his customers, that doesn't mean he'd let them in from the cold. Honestly, the only reason he brought Týr in was because he knew who he was and that he would earn gratitude points from Sadiq, meaning he could get time off. Possibly even next week for that new game coming out. Then of course there is the actual monetary payment. He's definitely not babysitting for free, Sadiq will pay him. Once Týr is far away of course so he doesn't know. It's the perfect plan.

"…Um…so how old are you?" Týr asks awkwardly and Li Xiao smirks, the boy's reactions are admittedly far cuter than his normal customers. So shy and awkward, Li Xiao must admit he is enjoying it. A little.

"Trying to know more about me? How thoughtful." Li Xiao says, leaning towards Týr, making the boy blush.

"I-I'm just trying to make conversation. I don't particularly care." Týr says, looking at Li Xiao. "Technically though, conversation should be your job."

"You're right. I apologize." Li Xiao replies, pulling him closer so that Týr is resting against his side. "So…you're still in high school, right?"

"I-I'm fifteen…of course I am…" Týr mumbles, squirming awkwardly.

"Do you enjoy it?" Li Xiao asks and Týr rolls his eyes.

"It's fine." He says, a bit disappointed in the stereotypical questioning. Is this what girls actually want?

"You must be popular…being so cute." Li Xiao says, stroking Týr's hair. He knows the boy isn't popular, two minutes with the boy tells you he is too socially awkward, but flattering lies are what get Li Xiao a paycheck so they come naturally.

"I'm not popular and I'm not cute." Týr mumbles, shrinking away from the touch.

"Not big on physical contact, hm?" Li Xiao asks, remembering that Sadiq had actually complained about that once. He couldn't even get the boy to sit close to him and yet Li Xiao got this Týr kid to let him stroke his hair and hold him to his side. It's not a contest, but if it was, Li Xiao is winning by a landslide. "I will stop if you want."

Ignoring the intense gaze, and question, from Li Xiao, Týr stares at the walls. "S-so…are you supposed to represent all of Asia or a specific country? Because there are quite a few conflicting things…you have a scene from the Forbidden Palace in China, Sakura blossoms which are a staple of Japan, and then a Chinese garden. Or perhaps are the Sakura blossoms in every room of an Asian worker here since they are so aesthetically pleasing?" Týr asks, now rambling from nervousness.

"How knowledgeable of you. A fan of Asia?" Li Xiao asks, enjoying the panicked look on Týr's face. Not to mention the fact Týr obviously doesn't want him to move. He is definitely going to rub that in Sadiq's face. It's still not a competition.

"Kind of. I guess. I'm a fan of castles, and as for the garden and Sakura blossoms, a guy I know named Berwald is really into gardening." Týr answers and Li Xiao looks at him a little surprised.

"You know Berwald?"

"Yes…YOU know Berwald?"

Li Xiao smirks a little. "Berwald is a worker here. He's quite popular actually."

Týr looks at him in shock. "You lie."

"I would never lie to you." Li Xiao says sweetly, making Týr blush.

"Wh-? Tha-! Wh-when is Sadiq going to be finished?" Týr asks nervously and Li Xiao sighs.

"Knowing the girl he is trying to calm down…he might not be done tonight at all. If he isn't by ten, when my shift is over, I'll bring you home." Li Xiao answers dully, wondering if he can time it right so they run into Berwald on the way out and he can just go home.

"How nice of you…" Týr says in awe and Li Xiao looks at him surprised. Does this kid really not get what he's doing? Can someone really be that naïve about a host club?

Li Xiao smirks to himself, deciding that if Týr really is going to be fun. "Of course, I would do anything for you." He says and notices the look on Týr's face, one he has become familiar with in the past two years, one that ensures this is not Týr's last visit to him.

A/N:What! Another new one when I still haven't finished the other? Yes. Why? Because I've got NOTHING for my other stories right now...lD You get a cookie if you can guess who the girl freaking out is. XD