The evening sky was darkened by the clouds as rain poured down on the streets. The bright lights from the interior of the bus made it almost impossible to see outside. The public vehicle was almost empty, consisting of him, an older man, and a group of giggling teenage girls. Iwaizumi was at the front, but he could still hear their excited squeals and giggling. "He's so hot!" One of the teens breathless voice reached him. The girls were crowded around a single magazine, each one desperately trying to see the page better. "Do you think Oikawa would let us get a picture if we met him? He's supposed to be in this area right? Ah he's such an attractive model! What if he fell in love with one of us?!" They screamed in unison, going back to fawning over the pages. Really, Iwaizumi would never understand stuff like that. He doubted this Oikawa would even give them a picture, and he definitely wouldn't fall in love with them. Celebrities were just too wrapped up in themselves to care about people like them.

The bus screeched to halt outside of a bar, the neon lights from inside reflecting off the rain like colorful shooting stars. It was beautiful, but Hajime didn't have enough time to sit there and admire them, this was his stop. Quickly he stood, ignoring the girls as they suddenly turned their attention on him. "He's hot too!" He rolled his eyes and dashed out into the rain just as the bus pulled away. It wasn't that he didn't agree with them, he just found it irksome when it came from someone he wasn't hitting on in the first place. Besides, he didn't swing that way.

He stepped inside the bar, breathing in the scent of alcohol and desperation. He had never been to this bar before, but he owned places like this. This was his territory no matter where he went.

"Oh, sorry!" A mop of brunette hair clouded his vision and Iwaizumi was forced to look up at a tall attractive male. They were close together, far closer than common courtesy would allow, but it gave him a good view. The male smiled in an apology and ran long fingers through his hair.

"At least you didn't have a drink I'm your hand..." Iwaizumi cocked his head to the side, sizing up the male with a slight smirk. "How about I get you one?"

The strangers brown eyes flashed with surprise, before he quickly covered it up with a smirk of his own. "That would be nice." Those fingers reached out and brushed a dark strand of hair off of Haijime's forehead. The rain must have pressed it flat to his face, how annoying. Yet a thrill of excitement ran down his spine. This game, this was one he could play. Iwaizumi took the man's hand in his and led him through the swaying bodies to the bar. There was no way he could leave this pretty boy on his own. He would be swallowed up by men and women alike. Tonight, he was his.

Once the two of them had acquired a drink, they quickly went to find a seat in a dark corner where the music wasn't as loud and eyes wouldn't follow Iwaizumi's prey as much. "It's really raining out there, huh?" The man's carefree voice carried over the music, floating there. He spoke like an excited child, so innocent, slightly annoying, but it was… intoxicating in its own way.

"Yeah, I'm sure it will let up soon, but not before we have a few drinks." Not before he had his way with this male. From the longing stares in their direction, he figured plenty of people wanted to be in his shoes right now. The thing that pleased him the most though, was that the brunette brushed them all off, his eyes fixated only on Iwaizumi.

"Oh? I'm glad. I'm only here so I don't get all wet. I tend to get in trouble if I don't always look picture ready." There was something in that chocolate gaze, almost like he was searching for something that Iwaizumi might know. Like those words should make something click, but he didn't know what.

"Must be difficult with a face like that." His smirk was back, challenging the other male. It was a far cry from the truth of course, the brunette was extremely attractive.

The male pouted and crossed his arms over his chest like a child throwing a tantrum. "So mean! I'll have you know plenty of people find me attractive!"

Iwaizumi responded with a soft hum, his emerald gaze flickering back to the bar. He could see it in their eyes, that lust, they want to take the man who sat across from him. It was all a primal need, one that was very dangerous if a person didn't have self control. At the moment, the only thing keeping them away was the fact that iwazumi himself was sat across from their prey. The moment he moved away, this man would be overwhelmed and they would have their way with him. "I can see that…" He mumbled, turning his gaze back to his companion. "Do you not realize how much they all want you, or do you not care?" He noticed the brunette shift uncomfortably, those almond eyes flickering to the bar.

"I do notice, but there's not much I can do. I was actually about to leave when I ran into you. Which is silly I guess. I don't know the area and I would just get lost… but I had figured it was better than being here. They leave me alone when you're here though." There it was again, that apologetic smile. It had caught his attention the moment he had run into this male.

Iwaizumi moved closer the brunette, staring him dead in the eyes. "I only do what I'm allowed to." He leaned forward, smirking as the other blushed and let his eyes flutter closed, but Hajime just grabbed the man's drink and brought it to his lips. Chocolate eyes fluttered open to be met with his amused smirk and a raised eyebrow. "I was thirsty." He explained. "Did you think I was going to do something else?"

The male blushed furiously and looked away, stammering. "I… uh… no, I.. no…" Iwaizumi chuckled and placed the drink down, cupping a tan cheek in his large hand as he pulled the man into a kiss. It started off slow, giving the other a chance to push him away if he wanted to, but once he was sure the male wanted this, it became rougher. Iwaizumi's chapped lips pressed against those smooth, soft ones. He felt the man tangle his fingers in his hair and he allowed his own hands to wander, resting on the brunettes hips so he could pull him into his lap. He knew those eyes were still watching them, still lusting after the panting mess who now sat in his lap. Iwaizumi slid his tongue into the man's mouth, taking pleasure in the fact that the other almost immediately submitted to him. His hand began to wander even more, but his partner pulled away with a groan.

The brunette's phone was ringing on table. How depressing, he didn't want to stop yet. "Sorry." The male panted, quickly answering. "It's stopped raining already? Hmm, yeah I'm still at that bar. I only had one drink. Am I safe..?" That chocolate gaze locked with Iwaizumi's green hues and a smirk spread across his face. "Mm, maybe. Alright, I'll see you soon." He hung up and stuffed his phone into his back pocket.

"Just maybe?" Haijime's voice was huskier than usual and it seemed to have a pleasing effect on the other because he shuddered slightly.

"Yes, well I figure no one else is going to dare to try and take me. That kiss made your intentions quite clear, but who knows whether you'll let me go or not."

Iwaizumi chuckled softly, kissing along the male's neck. "So he's smarter than he looks." He mumbled, nipping at the skin. "I'll let you go, but only after this." He pressed their lips together once more, slipping his tongue past those swollen pink ones. They became lost in each other, tangling their fingers in clothing, hair, and skin. Hajime's hand began to wander once more, only to be cut off a second time.

"Oikawa, come on let's go! Stop whoring around, I don't have time for this." The face of a pretty female came into view as the male ripped himself away from Iwaizumi, eyes flashing with annoyance and another expression. Hurt? Well, that couldn't be helped, phrasing like that could be upsetting, but what caught his attention most of all was…

"Oikawa…?" He remembered those girls on the bus. They had said something about a person named Oikawa. A model? This man was definitely attractive enough to be one. They had even said he was supposed to be in this general location… "I don't know the area and I would just get lost." Could he be…?

Oikawa blushed even more and smiled shyly. "Uh yeah, I guess I never introduced myself. I usually don't have to.. sorry about that…" He seemed at a loss for what to say until it dawned on Hajime that he hadn't told the other his name either.

"Iwaizumi. You're a.. um, a model?" He shifted uncomfortably. Talk about irony.

"A really popular one too, which means he shouldn't be around the likes of you. Come on Tooru, we have to go." Iwaizumi gritted his teeth in frustration, this woman annoyed him. Could she be a girlfriend? No, she was too cold for that…

"One second." The brunette ran up to him and pressed their lips together once more. "I'm sorry about my manager, she's a bitch. I.. uh… I have a shoot this Saturday. It's by here. Can I meet you outside?" Those chocolate eyes shone with hope, but Hajime found himself shaking his head despite himself.

"I'm a one night kind of guy, besides, you can't be seen with the likes of me." He growled, pushing himself up from his seat and stormed out from the bar. Dammit, just his luck. He didn't know how to deal with someone like Oikawa, and it wasn't because he was famous. Hajime slipped into a deserted alleyway and gripped his face in his hands. He didn't know how to deal with people that caught him off guard like that.

Oikawa Tooru, what have you done to me.