Heyz! This is the second to last of my new ficcies for the moment. Hope you all enjoy!
The music was blasting into the packed bar while light and dark blue lights swept over the area. Hundreds of people were there; this place was a definite hit! Marik stepped back from his place on the balcony, hidden in the shadows above the stage, he was really quite proud of this place, for it's first night under his management, it wasn't doing half bad. Though the number f people was probably down to the fact that people either didn't know the club was under new management, or didn't care and were thinking it was just going to be the same old club. However, Marik had other plans. The guards on the door had been instructed not to let anyone under the age of 18 in, but he knew it wouldn't stop a few people, but what did he care? It was still business. He'd hired two dancers on short notice, both girls, and was looking forward to their first performance. One was apparently new to the profession, while the other had apparently done this sort of work before. One of the two girls didn't even look old enough to be in here in the first place, but once again, what did he care.
Just as he was about to descend the steps down to the changing rooms to tell the two girls to hurry up, a head of platinum gold hair moving among the crowds caught his eye. He had only noticed this individual because of the strange likeness in their rare hair colour. It looked like he had four friends with him. Two with snowy white hair, one with ordinary blonde, and one with spiky, tri-colour locks.
Marik decided to go and talk to these four, after all, they might prove to be the perfect new additions to the black side of the way this club was going.
"Bakura! We have school tomorrow! We can't stay out 'til 2:30am again!"
So one of them was a bit wimpy, Marik could get over that.
"He's right Bakura, I need to get home to Yugi, you know he'll worry."
Ok, two wimps, and by the looks of things, one of the remaining two was dating the little worrywart. That left the one that had caught his eye in the first place, the one with the shiny platinum- blonde hair.
"Hey! You guys new here? I haven't seen you around before!" He called, moving up to the group.
"You know Seto'll get pissed if I stay out too long Bakura! I'm going with the others!"
That name made Marik pause for a few seconds. If this lot knew Seto Kaiba then they could get him in some serious trouble, especially with the things he had planned for asking his little look-alike. Yes, look-alike. Now he was closer, he could see how the other boy looked so much like him. Not just his hair, but he whole appearance. It was slightly scary to say the least.
"No, we're not new, not seen you before though!"
Marik felt a pair of hands snake around his waste and glanced down to see tanned arms covered with gold bangles, much like the ones he was wearing. He glanced back up at the group, and instantly spotted the boy that was missing.
"Hey Malik! You're gonna get yourself into trouble one of these days if you keep trying to hit on every guy in every club you go into!"
"I don't hit on every guy!" Came the indignant reply from behind him. Marik turned in the others grip and glanced at the other, but as soon as his wondering gaze met with the magical violet of the other's eyes, he was instantly hypnotized.
"What's your name? You're quite the looker you know!" Malik muttered in Marik's ear, catching the other slightly off-guard.
"Marik." Said person replied, pulling away from the other to get a better look at him. A firmly muscles chest was covered in skin tight, midnight purple leather, as were beautifully defined legs, his boots were made of the same. Gold earrings glinted underneath his hair, and several solid gold bands of different sizes circled his neck. The afore mentioned gold bangles finished his look.
"I'm Malik. So, are you new here? I don't think I've seen you in Domino before actually."
"We're going now Malik! You coming?"
The smaller of the two look-alike-blondes turned to his friends and smirked,
"Does it look like I'm coming? You guys go! I'll pull a sickie tomorrow if I'm to tired or hung over!"
"Alright, but Ishizo won't be happy! We're not covering up for you again Malik!"
"Yeah yeah, just go if you're going!" Malik said, a scowl beginning to crease his graceful face as he waved them off and turned back to Marik.
"I am new in town actually. Anyway, do you want a drink?"
"Alright." Malik said with a smile and a nod as he led them over to the bar.
"Hey!" Marik yelled after whistling to the bar tender.
"Two Lagoons, extra strength."
"Coming up!" The tender said, pouring several things into the glasses and handing them back.
"Who's paying?"
Marik dumped a pile of cash on the counter with a snarl and made a mental note to take the money out of this idiot's wages.
They took the drinks and made for one of the small tables dotted round the side of the club.
"Was what your mate said true?"
"Hmm? Oh, that, I just like a bit of fun! What's wrong with that? And before you ask, yes, I am gay."
Malik's eyes were traveling over the other's body, drinking him in, and feeling himself harden at the thought of being underneath this beauty. Hang on a sec! He was never uke! But this guy did look like he'd be good as seme, he looked the rough, wild type, just how Malik like it, and just what he hadn't had in a long while. He licked his lip subconsciously, his mind beginning to run riot with thoughts of what he wished for the rest of the night.
"I know what you mean. But do you really care who it is? As long as it's a lay?" Marik questioned, determined to have the other in his grasp, willfully, by the end of the night.
"I'll go with most people, but I wouldn't touch some smelly old freak!"
"What? Even if you were getting good money for it?"
It was then Marik realized that he'd probably just blown it, the look of shock on the other's face told him so.
"What do you mean, 'Even if I was getting good money for it'?" Malik muttered, taking a sip of his drink, wondering if the other was going down the track he thought he was.
"What I said, if someone paid you a large amount of money, would you give them a lay?" Marik said off-handedly, also taking a gulp f his drink, his eyes fixed on his prey.
"Within reason, I'd do almost anyone in this place." Was the muttered reply as Malik looked around. He had been paid once, he hadn't asked, but the guy was drunk so Malik hadn't said anything. He'd also made a few bad choices, and ended up rather sore in the morning, but he still enjoyed each and every time. Physical wounds healed, then he was back to normal!
"You ever thought about prostitution?" Marik was trying to keep this natural, trying to not make the subject seem like it was, he couldn't decide if this guy was desperate, drunk or drugged, or thought a similar way to him.
His answer was a nod, then he was caught in a searching gaze.
"Are you asking, offering or employing?" Malik said, taking a few gulps from his drink and fixing Malik with that same stare.
"All."
"Well, I accept." Malik said with a smirk. He had no idea why this guy was so tetchy about the subject, he was acting like he had legal repercussions to worry about, but whatever, this was going to be one good night!