Chapter 1

It was a cool spring night in the city of London, England. It was Saturday night and the streets were alive with people gathering at bars and clubs. One club in particular, The Nocto, featured electronic music and was a hot spot, openly welcoming all genders, races and sexuality. It was neutral ground, as some would say, for anyone looking to have a good time and not worry about discrimination. Two young men entered the club. The first man, Duo Maxwell, had long chestnut brown hair that had been braided. He was wearing tight black jeans with a black crop top and thigh high punk style boots. His violet eyes had been thickly outlined with eyeliner and he had a cross earring hanging from his left lobe. The other man, Quatre Winner, was shorter than Duo and had short blond hair. He was dressed in a simple outfit of tight blue jeans, tennis shoes and a light blue v neck t shirt. They both made their way through the crowd and approached the bar of the club. They shouted their drink orders to the bar tender and waited for them to be made. Upon receiving their drinks, the two men meandered until they found an empty table next to the wall and next to a group of three men who were drinking and conversing. Duo relaxed into one of the chairs with his back to the wall. He sat across from Quatre, nursing his drink. He let the beat of the music fill his senses as he conversed with his best friend.

"How have things been going Duo?" Quatre inquired before taking a sip of his beverage.

"Not too bad. I have a few shows coming up this week so I've been pretty busy lately. How about yourself?"

"Everything has been going well for me also. I have a handful of cases to work on, and a couple of them are going to court next week so I've been buried in work."

"Don't you think you should stop taking so many cases? It cant be good for your health to be working so much."
Quatre chuckled. "I could say the same for you. I swear you're doing a show every other night."

"Heh," Duo looked down at his drink as he swirled the liquid inside of it around. "It fills the space of time, and I enjoy the work so its not that bad. I've been super focused on finishing this album, so I've been trying to not take on too many extra shows."

"Oh? Are you almost finished with it?"

"Hmm, I'd say that I'm over halfway through the bulk of it. That doesn't include all the editing and fine tuning that I have to do on it all. Enough about all that, how have your sisters been lately?"

"Oh! I cant believe that I forgot to tell you! Quaterine is getting married in a few months!"

"Really? That's awesome news!"

Just then, a tall platinum blond haired man sat down in the chair next to Duo. Duo was about to turn and politely ask the man to leave when the man began speaking.

"What do we have here? It looks like a couple of sissy boys out on a date together."

Duo turned, anger filling his eyes. "Bugger off, dick wad."

"Oh ho ho! Did I made the fag angry? Whatcha gunna do about it pussy?"

"Hey. Why don't you just leave them alone?" A tall man with tousled brown hair interjected from the table beside them. The action irked Duo; he didn't need someone jumping in to help him.

The blond haired man turned his attention to the other table, noticing three men sitting together drinking. He glared. "What? Three more fags here to ruin the night?" He turned his attention back to Duo. "Look at that fairy, another cock-knocker is sticking up for you. Are you gunna take him out back and suck his dick off?"

Duo's blood was boiling, and before he could restrain himself he was punching the man in the face hard enough to knock him and the chair his was sitting in over. Duo stood, "Come on Quatre, lets get out of here."

Quatre, who had been sitting silently trying to keep his head down, stood. "Oh, okay." He followed the braided haired man out of the club. The began to make their way back to where they had parked.

Duo sighed, trying to brush off his irritation. He pulled a pack of cigarettes and a lighter out of his pocket before popping one in his mouth and lighting it. He took a long drag before exhaling. "Talk about a bunch of bull shit. Its fucking ridiculous that in this day and age we have to deal with shit like that. The Nocto is supposed to be a neutral club."

"Hmm. Duo, you really should stop smoking. Its bad for you." Quatre interjected as they grew closer to the car.

Duo smiled, "Well, you cant live forever. You gotta live life to the fullest, and I'll be damned if I stop enjoying myself now."

Quatre gave Duo a look of concern, but dropped the subject. He had been trying to get Duo to quit for years now, but had had no luck in the matter. Just as they were approaching the car, there was a shout from behind them.

"Hey you little faggot!" They both stopped and spun around to see the blond man from the club following them. He was slightly out of breath, clearly rushing to catch up to them. "That was a cheep shot back there. Why dont you try to take me on like a real man."

"Could you please just leave us alone?" Quatre pleaded, not wanting a fight to ensue.

The man laughed. "And what are you going to do if I don't pansy? You know what I think you should do? I think that all of you queers should just go and kill yourselves."

It happened in a flash. One minute the man was laughing, and the next he was on the ground. Duo had jumped at the man and was mercilessly pounding his fists into the mans face. Hate raged in his violet eyes. He threw punch after punch, and soon blood began to run.

"Duo! Duo please you have to stop!" Quatre rushed over and pulled his friend off of the man.

"Let me go! Let me kill the mother fucker!" Duo raged, fighting to brush Quatre off of him. He stopped suddenly when he noticed three men standing a few feet away from them. It was the same three men that had been sitting at the table beside them at the club. He took a deep breath, brushed himself off and turned to close the distance between himself and his car.

Quatre hesitated, eyeing the man lying on the ground, hands over his face groaning in pain. "I'm - I'm sorry." He then turned and quickly caught up to Duo before climbing into the passenger side of the black Maserati.

End Chapter