Hi everyone!
Here is the new fanfic I started. I don't speak English, so there are probably many mistakes.
I'm glad to write a fanfiction again.

Allen x Tyki x Cross
Rated M for later chapters
Allen is (boy) prostitute. Two men made him a unusual request: to be theirs for a whole month.

Chapter 1. The contract

The client

He massaged his writs with some balm. He put on his gloves again and his long jacket and then stepped into the boudoir. There was a tall and thin man, a Japanese with long dark hair who was leaning against the wall.
"Hi, please, take a seat", he said.
The man just turned his head with a "che" of disdain. "I'm not the client, brat." He came to him and looked down on him.
"Mf. Turn around."
"What? "
He grab him to make him turn.
"Oï, you lout, what are you doing?"
"Tch. "
After he looked at his back, he made him turn back to face him again. He examined coldly his scar.
"A cursed brat with grey hair. Freaking degenerates..." he heard him mutter.
"Oï! Are you done, now, baka?
"Shut up", he answered, while taking his left arm to observe it. "Ok." He let him remove his arm from his grab. "This is a specific request. I'm send here by two men, two damn perverts – but not old smutty ones. It would be for a month."
" For a month? "
"They want you to belong to them for a whole month. Room and board. They'll pay for it. And you won't be hurt. "
"Well, I'll think about it.."
"No. It's for now. So make a decision right now."
"For now ?"

"Well…"
The man raised an eyebrow.
" Err… I presume.. I should accept.."
"Right."
He grab his arm and led him outside unceremoniously.
"Oï ! I didn't even take a suitcase, you moron!"
"No use."
"But ..!"
He threw him an envelope and continued to walk. "An advance, moyashi."
"Moyashi ? My name is Allen Walker, baka!"
Following the man, he opened the envelope. They were paying for it, indeed. Well, it could be amazing.
He hurried up.

Evening train

He started to feel nervous during the walk. They were heading to the north of the town, for an old and bleak railway station. It was nightfall when they arrived. The concourse was desert. It was cold and damp, cold but heavy, a strange atmosphere that was frightening him. There was a kind of low wind, and a light background noise. The station seemed disused, only there was a train waiting for them. The man came next to it, and opened one of the doors. "Come", he said. So he came in, and the Japanese closed the heavy door behind him in a loud sound.
He relaxed, indoors. And breathed. The atmosphere was better. It was warm and luxurious. Candles smoothly burning down were diffusing subdued light and warmth. The walls covered with quilted red velvet made the place welcoming. He recognized the violins of the Summer of Vivaldi. "Follow me", the man said. They walked toward the back of the train. They went past the restaurant-car, and the violins went presto. A dark blue cat came between his feet so he paused to caress it. The cat meowed and rubbed his head in his hand. A sound of glass made him jump, causing the cat to leave. When he stood up he saw a man from behind. A tall man with a black hat and long red hair leaning on his elbow on the taproom, holding a glass of red wine. He was raising the glass to his lips when the Japanese, at the other side of the car, said: "Oï, come on, brat!". Allen turned his head in his direction, and get to him. He didn't saw that the other man stopped the glass against his lips, peeped at him and had a smile, before drinking his wine.
They arrived in front of a compartment car. The man told him to wait here, and entered. He heard the Japanese voice and another male voice inside. He pressed his ear against the door, trying to hear what they were saying. A bad habit... It made him smirk. He listened : "…. Good job, … -kun …. Che …. ….. the first car, at the head of the train… ….. …. …". He couldn't hear anymore. The door suddenly opened, and he fell on his back, a katana on his throat. "A bad habit", the Japanese said, looking at him in the eyes.
"Stop it", said the man from behind.
After a moment, the man broke the eye-contact, and removed his Katana. Allen stood up and watched the Japanese insistently.
"Che", said the latter after a moment, and then simply left, walking straight to the head of the train.

Tabacco candles

"Shonen", the deep male voice said from the inside. He looked at the room. "Come in".
He entered shyly and closed the door behind him. It was a deluxe compartment, it looked like a parlor. Red velvet on the walls, wooden floor. There were many candles, half consumed and consuming on the numerous antique wooden side tables. The tables, closets, a pendulum clock and the rest of the furniture were disposed against the walls to form a circle around the armchairs and the table of the center. Allen entered the circle.
An elegant man was sitting in an antique wing chair, smoking a vanilla cigarette. He was wearing a black top hat, a white lavaliere, and a black suit under his jacket. And he prayed him to sit in the opposite armchair. He obeyed.

He was looking at him, smiling. His skin was grey and smooth. He was looking at him with green smiling eyes. There was a crown of crosses on his forehead. An intimidating man. He was emitting plumes of darkness. That darkness that had always called Allen.
"My name is Tyki Mikk", the man said.
"My name's Allen", he answered.
"Well, pleased to meet you, shonen."
The train started up.
"No, thank you, I don't smoke".
"Would you like some tea?"
"Yes. Thank you".
Tyki sat down and crossed his legs again, with a sight of satisfaction, and watched him drink his tea. Unusual flavors filled his nose and mouth. He felt like a child.
"Are you nervous, boy?"
He put his cup on the round side table.
"A little."
"Don't…"
The man came closer to him and stroke gently and slowly his cheek, down to his collar. "Relax. We'll all enjoy it", he said, sitting back in his armchair.

A tingle ran in his body.
Here he was, in a train with a handsome man, leaving the routine for a month, his wretchedness dispersed by the sweet vanilla tobacco odor.

Chapter 2 in progress.

I hope you enjoyed it.I didn't specified that it's gonna be a yaoi, so I hope it won't disappoint you. Please, tell me what did you think of this !