One Piece belongs to Eiichiro Oda
Scarlet belongs to me
Ophelia belongs to me
-Chapter Four-
Scarlet sighed as she stared at herself in the full length mirror. The outfit she wore could barely even be considered an outfit due to how little it covered. Many of the women around her were running back and forth some lacking clothing and others struggling to put on their skimpy outfits.
"Oh, darling you look wonderful in that."
"I'm sure the men will practically be throwing their wallets at you tonight."
"Ah! That outfit looks sexy on you; wish I had your body!"
The many spewed about lewd sentences that flew around the small changing room unfazed Scarlet as she walked over to the long make-up dresser that already had a few women near it. Taking a seat in one of the worn out chairs she let her fingers glide over all the different types of make-up before picking what she needed. Her movements were gentle as she lightly applied the make-up, not caking it on like some of the women were doing. "Excuse me doll, but I need to borrow this" an older woman hummed out as she reached over and took the mascara that lay in front of Scarlet. The red head wasn't fazed by the action.
"Alright ladies!" a shrill voice exclaimed, one that didn't seem right for someone in this type of business. "The customers are soon to arrive remember, those performing on stage tonight need to look presentable as well as you all who are going to be wandering around serving drinks" an older woman said. Crinkles were near the corner of her eyes as her cherry painted lips were pulled into a wide smile. Her cheek bones were visible and a lot of make-up was caked onto her face. At first glance you wouldn't think this woman owned this strip club, but she did.
Scarlet rarely listened to what the boss had to say as she just stared at her reflection in the mirror. Her reflection stared back at her with dull green eyes and lips that were drawn back into a flat line. Soon arms slinked around her and wrapped themselves around her neck as a young woman around her age probably a year or two older, rested her chin on top of the red head's head. "Come now darling, smile" the woman said with a delicate voice.
"Hello, Ophelia" Scarlet blandly said as the woman's lips lightly stuck out in a pout. By her name it gave the suggesting that her parents either loved Shakespeare or just wanted a child with a unique name. Though Ophelia looked nothing like the woman in Shakespeare's story. Her hair was long and a light pink color and her eyes were a baby blue while freckles were splattered across her nose and cheeks. But, those freckles are what help her.
It's no surprise that most of the men that come here have a thing for cute women, this was further proven when Ophelia was the only one getting the most money from the customers whether she be on stage or serving drinks. "Come on, if you smile you'll look more beautiful" Ophelia said as she hooked the pointer fingers of her hands into the corners of Scarlet's mouth and tugged them upwards. The sight itself wasn't appealing as the red head's lips were pulled upwards in an uncomfortable way while displaying some of her teeth.
"Quit it" Scarlet grunted out as a little bit of drool started to leak down her chin from her opened mouth. Ophelia laughed, letting the nineteen years old lips and took a seat beside her in the empty chair. She brought a leg up and crossed it over the other while leaning back. Scarlet frowned for a bit while whipping her chin, before her face went back to its usually blank expression.
"Come on darling, there's no need to be sour on such a beautiful day as today" Ophelia cheerfully stated with a wide smile spread across her pink colored lips. Scarlet didn't respond, instead opted to stare at the woman with a blank expression that put a falter on Ophelia's smile. Before the woman could say anything, the eager voice of the announcer came on stating that showtime was approaching fast. The women performing on stage today hurriedly grabbed what they needed while some women were already leaving the dressing room to serve drinks. Only a few women were left in the dressing room.
"Well, darling. I better hurry off; don't want to keep all those lovely men waiting. Au revoir" Ophelia said as she stood and hurried off. Scarlet took in a deep breath before releasing it in a breathless sigh as she leaned back and stared up at the ceiling. The club was already filling up with a vary of men. Some were dressed in suits, looking tired and ready to call it a day as some of their ties were undone. While the majority was dressed in casual clothing while either looking like they were finished with life or ready for some action.
Law leaned back in his chair as he propped his feet up on the table that was covered in a white cloth to make it look more appealing to the eye. Shachi and Penguin excitedly talk to one another while Bepo was sleeping. His head had dropped forward and his shoulders were slack as they lightly rose and lowered from his soft breathing. The lights were dim in the building while multi colored lights on the ceiling moved around the stage with an array of blue, red, green, and purple. Women walked around with trays of drinks or just wandering around for any men that wanted a 'dance'.
Though Shachi and Penguin seemed excited, Law didn't share the same excitement as the two as he put his arms behind his head and leaned back. Soon the first performer came on stage as music started to play and men got out of their seats and rushed towards the stage for a closer look. Bepo stirred awake for a minute before falling back asleep. Back in the dressing room the owner of the place barked out orders. "Scarlet!" she called out, causing the red head to lazily look away from the ceiling and towards the older woman.
"Yes, Boss. What is it?" She asked.
"Get your ass in gear and go serve some drinks!" The woman barked out, before turning her back to the college student. Scarlet lazily stood up and made her way out into the main area of the building were music was now blaring loudly along with the sound of men whistling and cheering. A few women walked by with wide smiles as if they were happy to be here. Scarlet ignored them as she walked over to the bar and leaned forward on the counter. The bartender looked up from the glasses he was filling and over to the red head.
"I see you finally came out" he said as he finished filling the last glass and sat four cups on a tray. "Here take this to the table with the four gentlemen, it's the one with the big guy asleep" he said while pointing at said table. Scarlet raised an eyebrow, wondering what man would come to a strip club only to sleep.
"Okay" she said taking the tray and made her way over to the table the bartender had pointed at. Her green eyes were focused on the floor as she easily dodged the other women. "Here are your…drinks…" her voice trailed off as she reached the table and looked at the customers. The three men that were awake stared at her. Two of them had their jaws wide open while the last one had an amused look in his steel gray eyes.
It was quiet as the group started at each other before the red head flinched and quickly balanced the tray in her hand as it started to tilt forward. Slamming the tray down on the table and causing the alcohol in the glasses to splash around, she stared down at the table with tensed shoulders. Law stared with amusement at the red head as she kept her head down. Her posture was tensed as her shoulders were raised high and her blood red hair fell in waves that it shielded her face. His lips twitched upwards into a smirk as he removed his feet from the table and rested his elbows on the tabletop while leaning forward.
"Oh Scarlet, nice seeing you here."
A/N: Enjoy. Sorry if this chapter isn't that good.
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