Late night. The time when all the good little boys and girls go to bed, and the rest of the world wakes up.
The stars were out and twinkling distantly in the velvety dark sky. Even the heavens above were enjoying the peaceful human world night.
The streets were brightly illuminated and casting a glow high above the small district. Only those either brave enough or foolish enough dare to tread in this part of town. He was one of the brave ones.
Many bright and flashy signs hung above several entrances, wishing for those passing by to stop in. This part of the town was awake and alive at this time after the sun had gone away.
The energy was electric and seemed to pulse as he walked down the open main street. He wasn't looking for anything in particular, just something that would promise a good time.
Music of various types could be heard floating though the air. A few songs he could recognize, but many just seemed to meld together to make a new buzz of different beats and tempos. His feet seemed to take on the beat of one of the songs as he passed a brightly lit building.
A few female coos were tossed in his direction. It was good to be him. Women seemed to want him no matter what he did. He decided to toss the women a look that only he could pull off. Too bad the women that were oogeling him weren't that attractive. Oh well, it was still an ego stroke all the same.
"What's your name hunny?" One of the women called from her spot on the building's steps.
A flip of the hair and a sideways glance. "Shishi."
That got them drooling. It always worked. He had perfected it over the many years of his existence. A skilled swordsman AND a ladies man. He was a God.
They were asking if he would like to have a drink with them but he decided to keep going on his journey down the street.
There it was, standing right before him. A building lit with various colors and flashing lights with techno sounding music flowing through it's door into the street. The place just screamed 'fun'.
Just the kind of fun he liked.
In he walked. It was a typical strip club. Girls clad in skimpy outfits, slathered in body oil and glitter, running around and dancing. Each of them trying to catch the eye of the next 'customer'. Many of them were doing a good job at catching his eye.
Half an hour later Shishi had managed to gather a group of 6 of the loveliest girls in the club into a booth with himself. It didn't take much for him to catch their eyes. They were practically drooling over him.
Money wasn't an issue here. When you were graced with a face and body like Shishiwakamaru, the Demon world's best samurai, you don't need money. A simple smile or wink will lay the world at your feet. There was no need for him to even carry a wallet, other then for the one important thing that was tucked away in it. Well, a few of one important thing needed when you attract so many women.
Speaking of that important thing, he needed to make sure he had enough for tonight. A Samurai always needs to be prepared.
It was hard to fish his wallet out of his pocket while all the girls groped him and tried to climb into his lab, but he finally managed to get the darn thing out.
'1-2-3...6 girls in total. Last time I checked, I had about seven condoms stashed away in my wallet. If only I could find another girl, then I wouldn't need to waste that last one... Oh well. Six is a rather good number.' Shishi thought to himself as he opened his wallet.
He was met with a colorful piece of folded paper as it fluttered down from between his hands onto the table.
"What in the... DAMMIT SUZUKI!"
Shishi,
Had to borrow
Will buy you more later
-Suzuki
That's it. The blond has to die. NOW.
Not only had Suzuki stolen his precious condoms, but he also had the truck. Shishi had to walk all the way to town while Suzuki got to drive around in the only vehicle that they had at the moment. Serious pain would soon find the colorful blond.
Who cared that Suzuki was technically the only one with a drivers license. It didn't mean that he had to rub his nose in it. The important thing right now was finding a local shop that was still open that sold his for-mentioned item. Most of the open 'business' were clubs, bars, and other various hangouts.
A chorus of displeased calls and sighs arose from the booth as Shishi tried to wiggle himself free of the group. "If you ladies would excuse me for a moment. I need to find an open shop real quick."
He could feel the pouts that the 'dancers' were giving him as he turned towards the door. The quicker he found a convenience store or pharmacy, the quicker he could get back to his eventful evening. "This should only take a few minutes."
As Shishi stepped through the club's door, he was met with a sudden chill in the air. Looking up he could see the source. Dark gloomy clouds were hanging low, ready to start in one of those random spring storms that left the earth clean and smelling fresh. Most of the local building had closed their doors due to the sudden change in weather.
"Damn. I better hurry before it starts a down pour. I wouldn't want to keep my ladies waiting any longer than necessary." With that Shishi started on his journey down the darkening road.
He had ended up in what seemed like the other side of town from all the walking. None of the buildings seemed to be open but he had to at least look. It was past midnight but surely people were still awake.
Several minutes later, Shishi found a convenience store. The shop was dimly lit, but maybe someone was still there. Who could turn down a potential customer like him?
Several knocks and a few pounds later, Shishi decided no one to be inside.
A chilling breeze ruffled Shishi's hair but not his determination. He was going to find a 24 hour shop, or at least die trying. Too bad this wasn't going to the evening he had hoped for.
A streak of lightning lit up the street as the rain began to fall. It couldn't have been a light misting or just sprinkling. No. Mother Nature was having too much freaking fun. The clouds just had to open up and dump what seemed like buckets of water on top of poor ol' Shishi.
Dashing down the rain soaked street, it seemed like none of the stores had any extending roofs that he could take cover under.
Maybe some of the girls had some? He should have thought to ask before he left. The rain still fell in a steady rhythm.
On his way back to the club he stumbled upon a little lost rain soaked dog. Shishi didn't think anything of it as he walked by. Before he knew what was happening, he was being chased by the small dog. Was that foam on it's mouth? A rabid dog in this busy area?
He wasn't about to find out as he picked up the pace.
The dog must have been chasing him for about 15 minutes now. The glow of the club light was in view through the sheets of rain.
Shishi flung open the club door as he whirled around it, then slammed it shut. A thud sounded shortly after the door was shut.
"Stupid dog."
Shishi turned to see an almost empty club. Where were all the people? There wasn't even half as many people now then when he had left. Maybe he had been gone longer than he thought.
A gasp was heard from the remaining girls.
"Don't worry, I'm back so-"
"How could you!" One girl gasped as the 'dancers' rushed past him, shoving him aside.
All the girls crowded around the poor, wet, shaking puppy, while giving glares at Shishi who was also cold and wet.
The next think Shishi knew, he had been run out of the club by the group of beautiful girls and one damn dog. Today had been a bust.
He walked down the street in the drizzling rain, heading home.
"Dammit" was the only think heard as the samurai disappeared into the night.
END
