Disclaimer:
I do not own anything of KH, or KH2. I do; however, own the nightclub, and those that are not related to KH or KH2. Also, this chapter title is not mine. It is a lyric from the song that kept me focused to keep writing this fanfic: Hussel by M.I.A
Also, this is my first fanfic ever written...EVER...
A cell phone was ringing off its charger, literally! Footsteps, or stomps it seemed, approached it, picking it right up and silencing its annoying ring. Pouty lips met the receiver as they formed simple words.
"Talk to me."
"Oh, a little rude today, aren't we?" came the voice from the other end, a smirk evident on the person's lips.
"Shut up. I was sleeping before I was interrupted."
"Well, I'm sorry to have wakened the sleeping lion, but he has some work to do. I need you to come in to the club tonight. Two of my others decided to take a personal night! On Friday of all nights! Anyway, I need you and Riku to get in tonight."
"You can't turn to anyone else, can you?" Pouty lips soon melted into a small yet cocky smile.
"Don't make me beg, Leon. I've told you over and over that you're a personal favorite of our customers and patrons." The voice was beginning to sound annoyed.
"Fine, I'll do it." Came the reply the other end had been waiting for. "I need some extra money anyway. And who knows, I may find a nice, rich boy to go home with tonight."
"You and the others who have fallen into that little web of lies, I'll tell ya. I'll be losing business if you guys ever decide to leave for a street corner."
"Hmph. I'd sure make a hella lot more than what I'm making from you." The call was ended by Leon pressing the red telephone on his silver and black cell. A sigh emitted from his pink lips as he glanced at the clock. If he was going to get prettied up for the customers, he'd need a couple hours to get ready. Luckily for him, he had enough time.
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It may have taken a while, but Leon was looking good as he always did when he went out. A little make-up and a good sense of fashion never hurt anybody. Slipping his short-sleeved puffy jacket on over his white tank top he grabbed his phone and dialed a number. He put the contraption to his ear, waiting and listening for an answer to come. One did.
"Hey." came a familiar voice, obviously recognizing the number. "What's up?"
"Us going to work is up." Leon told his co-worker almost knowing what his response would be. He held the phone away from his ear beforehand, which was a smart move because…
"WHAT?! We weren't supposed to go in tonight! Just who does that old…person think he is?!"
"I love how you're trying to quit your cursing habit, Riku." A small laugh before more talking. "Anyway, we have to go in tonight since two others took their own days off."
"Oh, that's just great…" A small groan could be heard before an exasperated sigh.
"C'mon, we could use the extra money, anyway. We have to be there in the next half hour. Think you'll be ready by then?"
"Um, yeah, I guess. I'll put something together. What are we gonna dress in tonight? Do you know?"
Leon pinched the bridge of his nose trying to think. Their place of occupation did have some sort of theme on Friday nights.
"Uh…I'm just guessing on this, but I think it might be…" he paused, his brow knitting together in the process. "…'Animal Safari'. I'm not that sure though. Three-quarters at the most."
"That's good enough for me." The silver haired male replied exhaling sharply into the phone. "Well, I'm gonna stop wasting my time talking to you so I can go get gussied up."
A chuckle came from the older male before he replied to the other.
"Alright then. I'll be at your place in a bit. Be ready." He then ended the call and glanced at the clock. He had a half hour to spend by himself in his one bedroom apartment before he had to go and get the other. What to do, what to do? An idea popped into his head as he dialed another number settling himself on the couch in the living room. He waited again for another answer to come, which one did.
"Hello?" the voice was a bit raspy, low, and had a sort of devilish charm to it.
"Hey, I need some extra cash."
"Oh." The person on the other end was used to this from the lion. "Well, I've got some requests, but I've already filled those orders. Guess you called me too late."
"C'mon, you always have something for me, Daddy…" Leon's voice had turned from its normal demeanor to that of a whiny tune. "…Don't you have anything?"
"Hmm, let me think." There was a long silence before a voice came back. "I have two more. I'd give it to you at your club, but you're not going in tonight—" he was cut off by his whore.
"Nah, I am. The owner needed me and Riku since two other workers took the day off."
"Oh, well then, good. Think Riku would want one?"
"I could ask him at the club. I think he'd be more than willing to have one though. Do me a favor and have the guy meet me at the club when my shift ends?"
"I suppose I can do that. If Riku wants one, then call me and I'll get that guy to meet him there as well. Looks like you caught a lucky break."
"Yeah, just my luck." Leon rolled his eyes and shook his head slowly. "You're not gonna give me a name? You don't want me to end up with some guy that doesn't pay me for my services, do you?"
"I was getting to that, but you never give me time. God…" Some grumbling came from the other end before an answer came. "The one for Riku, his name's Jack. The one for you, his name's Derek. I'll tell them to look for you 'cause I know how such a pain that is."
"You're so good to me."
"Are you being sarcastic?"
"I don't know. Am I?"
"…" There wasn't a response for a few moments. "Just make sure you get friggin' paid!" An audible click sounded, ending the conversation.
Leon stared at his phone for a few moments after his pimp hung up on him.
"You and your bad attitude, Sephiroth, I swear." He muttered to himself before moving to the front door of his apartment. He glanced to his foyer table and reached into the black bowl for his keys. With them in hand and his cell phone, now tucked away safely in his pocket, he left his apartment. Of course he locked the door behind him before he walked a little way down the hall to the elevator. As he tapped the down arrow button, he ran a hand through his chocolate locks.
"Riku had better be ready when I get there…" he muttered to himself letting out a small growl as he stepped into the waiting elevator.
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Leon had to walk a couple of blocks before he reached his co-workers building. He couldn't bring his car like usual since he would have a job right after work. That would mean leaving his car in the middle of a dangerous neighborhood with strangers more than willing to vandalize it for all its worth! No, the lion was smarter than he looked which is why he walked. Anyway, he was right in front of the younger male's door, knocking upon it three times.
Riku literally ran to the door and opened it to reveal, who else but, Leon. A small pout came upon his face as he gestured for the older male to enter.
"I thought you said I had a half hour." He grumbled slipping the much too tight T-shirt over his head. "I still have at least 10 minutes, you know."
"Well, I wanted to get over here early since I have some more good news for you." He stopped in order to enjoy Riku's agitated expression. "Sephy got us two jobs for tonight."
"Oh, that's great. Let me guess, my guy's about 35 years old, married, has a son around my age. He'll tell me some lame story of how I look exactly like his son and how long he's been looking for a look-alike for him to fu—screw."
"Nice catch on that, Riku. And, did he really give you someone like that?"
"Yeah. That was last week's. I admit he was a little weird, but I did get 200 bucks off of him! Just one guy! I tell ya, I need to have more men like him." The silver haired teen then moved towards his bedroom. "Well, if I'm going to be working after hours, I'll need to dress accordingly." He put a finger to his soft lips, shiny from clear lip gloss. "I've got just the teaser." A devious smile came onto his face as he sauntered his way into his bedroom. "Leon, I take it you didn't bring the car?"
"No. You know I can't leave my baby in that sort of place. It'd be dead by the early morning." He was tapping his foot impatiently by now, glancing at the clock on the far wall. "C'mon, Riku. I'm giving you 40 more seconds."
"I'm done anyway, Mr. I'm-gonna-show-up-10-minutes-early-without-warning." The other whore replied from bedroom, soon emerging from it. He had changed his outfit completely. Now, he was wearing a black halter top the stopped right above his belly-button. To match his black top, he was wearing black shorty shorts, ones that revealed the very bottom of his butt while standing normally. Think of what happens when he bends over…
Leon rolled his eyes before shrugging his shoulders.
"Alright then. Can we go now?" he asked his foot still tapping.
"Yes. Let's get going so we can get there early." He pre-locked the door as he stepped outside, holding it for the other male. "If we're having an animal safari, who do you think is gonna be dressed as what?"
"Why would you ask me that kind of question, Riku?" grumbled the irritated lion. "Honestly…"
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It took the duo only another few minutes before they finally reached their destination. On the way, Riku got quite the handful of looks from passerbyers. Most were looks of interest; others were looks of pure lust. Stepping into the well-condition club both of the boys went straight for the back. They received an anxious look from Cid, but they more or less ignored it.
Leon settled himself on a chair in front of a mirror lined with lights. Some of the other workers were rushing past his view, but he paid them no mind. He was touching up his make-up when he received a tap on the shoulder. Glancing over his shoulder he saw that it was one of the dancers.
"Hey, what is it?" he asked raising an eyebrow.
"Well, Cid told me to tell you that he needs you on the stage and to serve the customers." He then pointed to a rack of animal costumes with a scandalous twist. "He wants you dressed as a lion."
Leon's head literally fell to the vanity in front of him. A small "ow" emitted from his lips before he mumbled something to the other male.
"Alright..." he began before he reached a hand out. "…hand me the costume, please." His hand was then greeted by a wire hanger keeping up the costume. He then stood from the chair and moved to a corner in the fair-sized dressing room. Leon slipped off his puffy jacket, and then his black tank top to reveal his well-toned, muscular torso and abdomen. He then held up the costume to get a better look at it. It seemed simple enough to put on, but just in case…
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During a span of 10 minutes, Leon had taken refuge in the only private place of the club, the bathroom. The attire he now had on didn't have that many complicated pieces to it, which he was grateful for, if only for a moment. Starting from the bottom, the costume consisted of tan slip-on shoes that were made in order to appear as if they were paws. Complete with claws neatly sharpened. From his ankles to below his knee, there were furry leg warmers, a matching color to his shoes. His thighs were bare for all eyes to see. He wore matching briefs, but had to trace it with brown fur to match his furry leg warmers. From the fur on his backside came a lion's tail, limp for the moment. His stomach all the way up to his chest was bare. Around his neck was brown fur as well as his shoulders. One his arms were severed sleeves with fur to match his leg warmers. On his hands were gloves to match the shoes on his feet. The only thing that was missing was his hair being done. For this task he would require the help of a mirror, a comb, a brush, and a handful of top-quality hair products.
So, Leon settled himself in front of the mirror he was in before. He grabbed the comb and began to run it through his hair. His hair was never the thing to cooperate best which the lion detested. With some poking, prodding, and experimentation the lion was finally able to get his wild mane tamed. A triumphant smile shone on his face before he was forced back in his chair staring up at the person who had done so.
Cid.
"What is it, Cid?" he asked his voice hinting a bit of resentment. "I know what I have to do, and thank you so much for making me dress so demeaning."
"Hey, at least I pay you to dress like that." The scruffy man replied with a frown evident on his face. "Anyway, I'm glad that you're done because I want you on the stage first. After that, I want you to serve drinks with a smile."
"I'll do that sans the smile part." Leon simply stated as if his word was law or something.
Cid growled and arched his brow, glaring at his worker below him. However, he let out a heavy sigh, knowing that if he fought he'd lose badly.
"Alright, fine." He agreed. "But don't ruin anyone's mood." With that established the owner of the nightclub left the dressing room to busy himself with other work.
Leon watched his boss stomp off before sitting upright, a smirk on his face. He was again interrupted by a certain silver haired teen flicking him on the ear. The lion cringed and glanced over his shoulder to see Riku in a human safari get up. Like those you'd see on TV for someone exploring the great plains of a tribal country. A questioning look crossed his face.
"Why—" but he was cut off by the younger male answering him.
"I get to go behind the bar tonight." He replied crossing his arms over his chest, but a smug expression was on his face. "That's all I have to do."
"You don't know how lucky you are." Leon muttered his lips pouting out in a bit of jealousy.
"Judging from the way you're dressed, I'd say I'm pretty darn lucky." He replied and then received a slap upside the head. "Hmph. I hope your attitude changes soon considering this place is already full of go." He turned his head to the noise that could already be heard; people chatting, music blaring, and the occasional yell of orders coming from the owner. "C'mon Leon. You're probably wanted on stage."
"Yeah yeah. That's where Cid wants me now and then I get to serve the customers." He grumbled now standing and moving towards the dressing room door. "And after that, I get the honor of having some guy do me or vice versa. My life is so great I could just die."
"You've been talking about changing it for a little while now." Riku pointed out adjusting the tan hat on his head. "If you did change it, what else would you do?"
"I have no idea. I just don't think I want to live the rest of my life like this, though. It's starting to give me a sort of weird feeling, and I don't like it. C'mon, Riku, I know I'm not alone here."
The younger male averted his eyes for a mere moment before turning them back up to Leon. He then nodded his head slowly and sighed as he talked.
"Yeah, but there's nothing else out there that I can actually do. Nothing else pays as well and isn't as simple."
"I hear that." Their time of talking was over as of right now since it was working time now.
A/N: Second chapter up and running. Tell me what you guys think. Hopefully I can have ch. 3 up soon, too.
