A/N: Annnnd I'm back in the fanfiction world. this is however, my first story in Gravitation...hope you like it!
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Prologue: Song
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Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation. Duh.
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Nightlife in Tokyo was usually a wondrous affair. Lights with a multitude of colours danced through the streets, brushing against the silhouettes of the citizens who were heading home after a long day of work. Living in this competitive society, it is a wonder how anyone ever managed to get through their days without a shred of pleasure or enjoyment. Still, they managed to seek their relief elsewhere. Women, in particular, seek out the services or companionship of handsome, charismatic young men who can be found gathered in one area.
Host Clubs.
It was 1.00am on a cold autumn night. As per usual, the most famous Host Club in this busy district, "Hikaru", was filled to the brim with female customers. "Hikaru", despite its just recent establishment had somehow risen to the top, crushing its other competitors into dust in just mere months. One would say it is because of their excellent service, or even maybe because of the comforting ambience that surrounds the club. However, any patron of "Hikaru" would know immediately how this new club had beaten all the rest.
Their star host, Eiri Uesugi, or more commonly known by his stage name, Yuki Eiri, was the reason behind this club's success. He had the silkiest golden tresses anyone had ever seen, burning golden-amber eyes as well as a wonderful body. His rare smiles, although mostly fake, was enough to dazzle the starlights out of any female, sometimes even men. However, his most alluring quality that made him especially prominent in this business was his sultry voice and amazing talent to spin up stories of wonder. He could make his audience laugh and cry, all the while hanging onto his very last word. He was this club's No.1.
Tonight, Eiri was once again attending to the whims of Miss Himeko Kushieda, a young actress who was facing problems in her career.
"...and then, she had the nerve to accuse me of bribing the judges! I mean, it's not my fault that she had forgotten her lines during the audition. Oh Yuki... what do you think I should do? This life is too taxing for me...and I just started a mere month ago!" Himeko whined dramatically, all the while sipping her champagne- mildly distracted by the bubbles and the slight dizziness brought about by the alcohol.
The man in question, although usually uncaring about the troubles of others, paid Himeko his full attention while playing with neck of his own glass of wine. "Kushieda-san, have you ever thought that maybe...she's just jealous of your talent? It is the ultimate form of flattery and a sign that you have power in this business. Why should you quit when you are at the top of your game?"
The actress blinked at his words. It was true. Despite the fact that she had just debuted in showbiz, she had already been able to snag the parts in several movies. Some had even begged her to play in part in their shows! It was a game of survival....and she couldn't simply quit now when her competitors were tiny hurdles in her path to stardom.
"You're right Yuki! Oh how could I suggest something so foolish?"
"It's natural Kushieda-san. After all, any woman will feel threatened by your beauty. It's no wonder their words are filled with so much hatred and venom." The man gave a small smirk. Honestly, I'm worried for your safety. Maybe you should stop by more often?"
The woman giggled. "Oh honestly! Is that your way of raking in more business? It's already hard enough to book your services...let alone come here more often! The only one I want to see here is...you, Yuki." She gave her host a warm smile, her hands itching to touch Yuki. But she knew he hated body contact.
"I'm honoured, Kushieda-san."
When the woman was just about to reply, she was interrupted by a young waiter. "Sumimasen Kushieda-san, but your time is up. May I escort you to the exit?"
The woman's smile deflated although the sparkle remained in her eyes. "Aww. That's a pity. I'll see you next time Yuki.... Here's a small tip." With a small wink, she deposited a few notes into the host's hands and left the club- satisfied with her visit to "Hikaru".
Waving his patron goodbye with a small smile, the moment she was out of sight and hearing, Yuki Eiri reverted back to his cold self, seemingly annoyed by the conversations he had with all those woman, including Himeko.
"God. How stupid could these women get?" Yuki murmured under his breath, wondering how long it was before his shift was over.
"They're not stupid aniki, especially that one. If anything, she has the best pair of legs I've ever seen." Tatsuha Uesugi remarked casually, staring after the actress as he leaned against the booth. "I wonder if I can get her to book me..."
Tatsuha is Eiri's younger brother. The two had a striking resemblance, so much so that if customers failed to book Yuki, they will go after Tatsuha, or to be exact, Kuro. The only difference was the man's black hair and eyes. That- and his notorious sleeping habits with his patrons. Yuki doesn't touch his customers unless necessary.
Sipping the last of his champagne, Yuki smirked. "It won't be difficult. She's more of a slut than I thought at first. As much as I hate to admit it, you look just like me except without the hair and eyes. Plus, you're No.2."
Tatsuha rolled his eyes. "Jeez, I'm sooo flattered Mr No.1. Why don't you just go jump off a cliff? Then I'll be No.1."
"No can do. Bills."
"Gah. Whatever. It's your fault for defying Dad. My next customer is coming. Meanwhile, go to hell brother."
"I love you too." Yuki replied sarcastically as his younger sibling trotted away, possibly on the hunt for another wild night of sex.
Lying back on the soft sofa, the host sighed. Night after night, it was the same old thing. There was no thrill, no excitement or anything he looked forward to. He may be the top at this business, but the man hardly cared. It was all a charade after all. Noting that imminent footsteps were growing louder, it was a sign that his next customer is on her way.
"Yuki-san. Shindou-san and her daughter are here." His attending waiter announced. Snapping his eyes open, the host recovered from his sloppy posture and slipped right into his business mode. Behind the waitress were two women who seemed ecstatic to be able to be the ones who Yuki will attend to. He smiled at them. The Shindous were more humble customers than others. Yuki had almost enjoyed being their host....almost.
Little did he know, this was the night his life was going to change.
"Konbawa Shindou-sans. Thank you for choosing my services."
"How could we not Yuki-san? But...ano..." The older woman, Suzuna Shindou fidgeted. "We have someone else with us today. I told him it was unnecessary...but he insisted!" The host blinked at this. An expected customer? Well this was just great.
He sighed. Could it be that she had another daughter? A sister? But whatever Yuki was thinking definitely didn't match reality. Behind the waiter stepped out a young boy, possibly at a young ripe age of 18. Yuki concealed his surprise at this. He was short and small-sized- wearing just the bare minimum that will grant him access into the prestigious club. His hair was a shocking shade of pink and his eyes were hidden behind dark sunglasses.
Yuki's first thought: Who the hell wore sunglasses in the night time?
Maiko Shindou rolled her eyes. "This is my stupid brother, Shuichi Shindou. You might recognise him from the band Bad Luck?" The name didn't ring the slightest bell. It wasn't much of a surprise. Yuki didn't do music.
However, the moment the boy took off his glasses, amethyst clashed against gold.
Yuki's next thought: Cute.
"So you're Yuki Eiri?" Shuichi drawled, seemingly unimpressed. "I...expected more."
Lies. Blatant lies. Shuichi had thought Yuki was quite possibly the prettiest and hottest thing he had ever seen. But to prove to his family that going to host clubs were a waste of time; he couldn't afford to show his true feelings.
Yuki, however, took offense. But he simply smirked.
"Big words for such a little one." He leaned down. "Although, I'll give you credit for looking like a girl." Shuichi's eyes flashed dangerously. "Why you...!" Reckless and young, Shuichi took a daring step forward, intending to close the distance between him and the host. But the host shifted to the side, unintentionally tripping the young boy over.
-and then, caused Shuichi to knock into a vase.
*CRASH* *SHRIEKS*
"Owwwwwwww..." whined the young boy. In front of him, the once perfect vase was smashed into bits. He blinked. "Oh god...that's the tenth one this week!"
"That thing cost ten million yen. You better had the money to pay for it." Yuki remarked casually as the Shindous stared at Shuichi in horror.
Shuichi's eyes popped. HOW MUCH?!
"Actually, Eiri-san, it's twenty million." A smooth voice sounded out from the left. Shuichi looked to his left and to his utmost horror, there stood his boss.
"SEGUCHI-SAN? WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!" Shuichi exclaimed. This night couldn't possibly get any worse.
"I own this place. Why shouldn't I be here? And I'll appreciate you piping it down Shindou-san....you're scaring the other customers."
Yuki blinked at this scene. Tohma Seguchi was his brother in law and employer. Also, he was the keyboard player of the band Nittle Grasper as well as the current president of N-G recording studios. Could it be that Shuichi was really part of a band?
"I'm really really really really really really really really, a hundred billion times sorry!" Shuichi babbled, losing his 'cool' composure and bowing like a lunatic at Tohma. Yuki couldn't help but chuckle...something that didn't go unnoticed by Tohma.
"That's enough Shindou-san."
"But...but...but! What can I do to repay you?" Shuichi questioned frantically.
The answer was immediate. "Sing."
Shuichi stilled and then rushed off to the stage that stood in the centre of the club. After a short discussion with the bad there, he took a mic and cleared his throat.
Yuki almost scoffed at the sight. Him? A vocalist?
But the words died in his mind the moment Shuichi opened his mouth.
He had the voice of a nightingale.
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A/N: And that's a wrap!