Hello I'm writing my first fanfic first of all characters and rights of Black Joke belong to Koike Rintarou and Taguchi Masayuki. Except for my OC's ok now that we gat that out of the way on with the show.
Neon island is the 51's state of America a gangsters Eden really crime organizations from the entire world flock here. With drugs and crime running rampant along with legal prostitution it's a wonder that the island is the state that it is in. To clean up this city one would have clean up law enforcement first who are either overwhelmed or are simply on someone else's payroll. This is where your story begins.
Your name is Evee Leigh an only child to a single father your mother died early in life so you don't remember much about her. You are 5'10 shoulder length curly strawberry blonde hair. Shocking blue eyes cherub like features that make you look younger than you actually are despite being 25 years of age. Your shapely women possibly a little overweight but hey who's perfect. You moved to Neon when you got your Accounting degree and now you do the financing in this hotshot casino called the Onsen. Your have your own little office most of the time you keep to yourself this isn't the type of place where you go poking your nose into other peoples business.
It's coming to the end of the year your just heading upstairs to deliver some important papers when you run into your boss Kiyoshi Kira. Typical playboy treated this place like his own personal hen house If HR did their job he would have been sacked for sexual harassment a long time ago. You can't help shake the feeling like this place is a front for something else more illegal. Which is stupid in your opinion casino's make money without doing anything illegal. Why cause unnecessary problems for yourself, in other words don't shit on your own doorstep.
"Why hello Ms. Leigh, you're looking pretty today"
"Uh thanks ", you manage to stammer out to say your socially awkward would be an understatement.
"Nice to see you out of your office today is that this months report here let me save you the trip and let me take those"
"Thank you", you pass him your stack of papers he then winks at you then turns and walks away.
O.K maybe you had a crush on the guy but then get in line you knew his reputation. Let just say he wasn't a one women man you never heard about him dating anybody. Most of the time he just slept around it wouldn't surprise you if most of the brothels around here knew him on a first name basis. So you just settled on these little meetings with him it seemed desperate and pathetic and it was. It wasn't like he didn't try with you or anything. You just wanted more than a one-night stand but you knew that was impossible. You have listened to him flirt before the man would just say anything in order to get what he wanted even if it meant lying through his teeth.
You push the button for the elevator as the door opens you quickly back away.
"Runover", you whisper under your breath.
This was one of the big shots on the whole island from the Sione family in Naples. He was paralyzed when a traitor within his family tried to kill him but to your understanding revenge was swift and thus the nickname. You stood back to let him through best not to mess with this one.
It was the end of the day so you punched out and decided to make your way to your car but you weren't going home just yet. Instead you turned into nice little cabaret joint called Mz Valez the place was run by a friend of yours. The place was nice some old fashioned burlesque it did pretty well for itself. Despite being in what was considered the gay part of Neon it had an all female review. The owner Maurice ran this place professionally not giving into the pressures to turn the place into a brothel. The girls here were not only talented but some the most beautiful women in Neon and above all were respected something not easy to come by in this city.
"Ciao Eve how are you?, you still single?"
"Ciao Maurice", you smile back "you still gay?"
Maurice throws his head back and laughs at your response. Part of the reason the Mz Valez did so well was that manager wasn't going around sleeping with his staff most gangs envied there success which is why they had a body guard. Hershel was his name a handsome man in his own right tall, dark curly hair with deep chocolate eyes possibly one would describe him as being a little odd. Not much of a talker but then again he had a job to do and he took it vey seriously.
"So how was work?" ,Maurice asked with a grin on his face
" Good", you replied "same old same old"
"Thanks again for coming in tonight Cheri called sick again, I've seriously had it with that girl"
"No problem just let me get changed"
You have been working as a cocktail waitress for a while now despite your degree the Onsen doesn't pay much, and in order to make money in this town one has to make a killing (no pun intended). You quickly get dressed in this sexy little number this week theme was flowers. So your outfit was made from synthetic English roses Mz Valez boasted one of the best seamstresses in Neon. When you were happy with your hair and makeup you made your way to the floor. So far the night was good nothing to climatic just a nice slow night. While you were walking you weren't paying attention and you bumped into someone spilling a little of your drinks in the process.
"Watch it you stupida cagna"
"Uh sorry"
Your look up to see whom you just run into it was Michael the star of the place really. Tall 6'2 with platinum blonde hair and eyes so deep blue they almost came off purple. A cross between Elizabeth Taylor and Marilyn Monroe with the personality of Caligula. She was rumored to be a bitch you couldn't blame her though you would be to if you looked like that.
"Are you just going to stand there with dopey look on your face or are going to offer to help clean me up?"
"Uh sorry right away" You knew it wasn't right to get on the talents bad side. As you grab a handful of napkins you spot a familiar face walk through the door.
"Why Ms. Leigh how long have you been working here?"
It was Kiyoshi and he brought his bodyguard Douji Kodama with him a real brute very peculiar you never knew what he was thinking if he ever did think. Best way to describe him it looked like someone decided to shave a gorilla.
"Cute outfit by the way"
"Uh… thank you" ,by now your face is beet red you shy away in embarrassment your not coy but you never wanted him to see you like this not in public anyway.
"And who's this beauty?" ,he says gesturing towards Michael
"This beauty was just leaving!"
"Good ,go on, get!" you quietly think to yourself you don't need the competition come the of it you've never seen Michael date anybody either and as far as you know she doesn't sleep around either, odd. You just figure that she's really stuck up all that and a bag of chips.
"So how long have you've been working here?", asking the question that was never answered in the first place.
"Uh almost a year I guess?", still shocked despite being in a place like this he was still focused on you.
"Because you know it against company policy for our employees to have multiple jobs"
"Uh yeah I knew that, shit" you think to yourself you did know that Todome the manger of the Onsen made that a company rule. Apparently they're a little paranoid in thinking that some of their staff could be used as spies by other gang organizations. Even though Mz. Valez was not loyal to any gang what so ever.
"But I can over look it I mean as long as you introduce me to some of your friends that is", he adds a cheeky wink after saying this.
Your cheeks puff out a bit ,pouting a bit after that last remark.
"What am I your pimp?", you can't help feeling a little irritated.
"I'm joking of course" he grins at you. Deep down you know he really wasn't if girls would stop and think and stop drooling over him one would realize how full of shit he really was.
"Seeing that you have connections here I was wondering I could talk to you in private girls here have there own dressing room don't they?"
"Yes" you reply "let me ask my manager first though" You walk up to Maurice and ask him if it's ok. He looks over your shoulder and eyes Kira up and down
"Stay safe, and you there are camera's in the girls rooms so don't try anything without anyone's permission" he shoots a look that could kill in Kira's direction.
"Don't worry you have my word as gentlemen", he does a condescending bow to top it all off. Maurice just huffs and goes back to serving the guests.
You both walk to the back of the club you enter the door that says staff only.
And this is were my story ends please comment and review thanx