Chapter 9: Double Date with Trouble
Shinobu had a normal day of classes, when he came to the main gate…Nowaki was standing there with a blonde guy. Shinobu growled loudly, when he approached the men.
The blonde guy had the looks and the demeanor of a stray cat. His rough blue eyes glared at Shinobu, as his professional appearance made Shinobu hate him more…a doctor, Shinobu knew by the stance he performed in. Was Nowaki one too?
"So, you beat the shit out of my friend." The guy said, as his voice curdled with anger and his body was preparing for battle.
"Senpai, like I said before. This was an accident, we were tripping on the stairs, but I got the brunt of the fall." Nowaki said, but Shinobu glared at him too.
Nowaki still looked like he was in pain…his face was partially swollen and his left eye was purple…wow, I did hurt him pretty good! That put him in his place and stopped him from insulting Miyagi. Why is this new guy so investigative about this though…a crush for Nowaki makes him protective over this idiot? Shinobu glared back to the senpai…if he could kill me by his glare…I would be well down with an apple in my mouth…he's pissed.
Senpai said, "well, we do have tomorrow off. Why not party tonight?"
"Shinobu might have homework, and he should not—"
"So what Nowaki, yes let's go, where to?" Shinobu said, as Nowaki moaned deeply.
Senpai smirked and said, "The Devil's Layer."
Both Nowaki and Shinobu winced. This bar was a famous club for gangs and people getting hurt…very badly to the brink of death. So many tried to close the place, but the gangs bought the cops and the owners out…the place still has the reputation and still remains open for business. Only fools come to this place…
"No way." Shinobu said, as he walked away, but Senpai came in front of him.
"I want to go, besides, you need to see this…it will be night to remember. At five, I will be by to puck you guys up." Senpai said, as he turned and walked away slyly.
Nowaki came to Shinobu and said, "I can explain."
Shinobu slowly turned to him and growled, "please save you pity for someone who cares. I do not, so…what should I wear?"
Nowaki snickered lightly and said, "not that. Be…cool. I never been there before, Hiro-san does not go out to clubs…but I never asked either."
"Miyagi…never mind, let's go already." Shinobu said, as they walked back to Nowaki's place.
* * *
Five thirty came more quickly than Shinobu wanted; as he had his entire wardrobe on the floor. He kept looking for "cool." He owned "preppy," "rich," and "comfortable"…but "cool?" What is defined as cool? Leather?
He groaned as Nowaki came in and smirked at the mess. He said, "so, we are not ready to meet Senpai yet?"
"Do you always talk like that?! Duh, I am not ready! Go away!" Shinobu growled and kept looking.
Nowaki went to a white buttoned top, black jeans and a cotton vest. He took the button top and ripped the arms off.
Shinobu gasped and said, "what are you doing?! That was…" Nowaki showed him the uneven ripped marks and tossed those pieces of clothing to him.
Nowaki said, "that should be fine, but stay close to me…I do not like the sound of the place, since the last thing I want to do I bring home a broken Shinobu to Miyagi."
Shinobu growled, "get out."
Nowaki smiled gently and walked out.
Shinobu gulped and looked at his shirt. So, this cool? It looks country…I am going to my first bar in a ripped shirt…heaven help me. He got dressed and looked at the mirror.
His hair was groomed, as his gray eyes examined the ripped shirt…the sleeves were uneven now and it drove Shinobu to groan loudly. He left alone, as he went to the door and into the kitchen.
Senpai was in leather…his leather pants showed a nice pair of buttocks, and his leather vest left nothing out of the imaginary under it…some muscle, not over bearing, but enough to make Shinobu gulp back some drool.
Nowaki was dressed in dressy top, ripped sleeves too, but his showed muscles even better…His lower half was in stained jeans, and thick sneakers.
Senpai laughed and said, "in that, he will be raped for sure!"
Shinobu growled, "what about you? Who are you trying to fool? Your mother would be so proud to see how idiotic her son has become."
Senpai lost his humor and said, "try me, rich boy! I can—"
"You will do nothing, Tsumori. He is my friend, and we are going to have a good time. Let's go." Nowaki said, as he shoved Tsumori gently forward.
"Oh, Hiroki will be so jealous when he hears about this!" Tsumori teased.
"He knows." Nowaki and Shinobu said, as they went out together.
Tsumori closed the door, as they walked to the stairs to go down. Nowaki kept close to Shinobu and said, "maybe you should lose the vest."
Shinobu said, "the vest stays." Miyagi was the only one who ripped it off when…Shinobu sighed and came to the ground floor. They went outside to a black bus…
"Tsumori, got some friends, huh?" A woman said, dressed from head to toe in leather and metal rings…Shinobu stepped back into Nowaki.
Nowaki growled, "I thought this was just us."
"A fun time needs people, right? Let's go to Devil's Layer!" Tsumori yelled, as the people on the bus yelled.
Shinobu sighed and walked on. The bus stank and people of all ages from college to senior home sat there. Leather and metal stained their faces and bodies…Shinobu was not going to Devil's Layer…he was already there.
Nowaki came behind him and gently pushed him to the front seat. Hoots and cat calls came from the back. Tsumori went to the back and laughed hard with some old men.
"This is not a good idea," Nowaki said, as a protective arm encircled Shinobu.
Shinobu flinched, but he did not remove Nowaki's arm…he felt better in his embrace.
The bus rumbled to a start and went forward. The smell did not disappear, as Shinobu plugged his nose. Nowaki snickered and said, "I am used to hospital smells…this is bad, but not as bad as some smells from Naosu Hospital."
Shinobu said through his plugged nose, "so you work as what kind of doctor?"
"Pediatrician, but soon I will have a degree for both regular and emergency pediatrician. Where do you work?" Nowaki said, as his blue eyes twinkled…
Shinobu turned quickly and said, "I'm rich…I don't work."
"Really, I thought kids like independence from their parents…"
Shinobu hit Nowaki in the ribs, and Nowaki removed his arm. Shinobu said, "do not speak of my life like you know it, alright."
Nowaki giggled softly and said, "sorry, I just meant you could find some work to help you get your own money than depending on your parents…but what do I know about that." He said the last part angrily, as he turned to the front.
Shinobu said nothing, as they came to the bar…it was nice looking for being called the Devil's Layer…It looked like a fancy tea shop with two huge bouncers watching the entry, as they allowed some admittance and some not.
Tsumori came up front and said, "ready to rock all night?"
Nowaki said, "this doesn't feel right…maybe we can pick a smaller—"
"I do not mind this place. I am ready." Shinobu said, as he climbed over Nowaki and went to the bouncers.
He gulped, as the bouncer growled, "you look to whimpy to…Tsumori, is he with you?"
Tsumori said, "no, he is with Nowaki. This is him." He pointed to Nowaki, who looked terrified of the miles of muscle and tattoos on these guys.
The bouncers nodded, as they were admitted in…the smell hit Shinobu first, as Devil's Layer came true as soon as he looked around.
A sea of leather, metal and mixing lights from red to deepest purple surrounded everyone. The music blared American to Japanese music. People danced in a wild frenzy, as they bodies were hard to tell three from four people.
Tsumori shoved Nowaki and Shinobu to the bar, as he yelled, "newbies, get them the Satan special."
The bar tender smiled…he had no teeth, as he mixed many liquids together…Shinobu gulped, as the two dirtiest glasses filled with murky water was given to them. Nowaki stared at the glass as well.
Nowaki turned to stare at Tsumori, who walked away and was chatting with other leather clad people. They laughed and snickered at each other's leather…bunch of neanderthals, Shinobu thought.
"Common now boys, the party do not start until the goblets is empty." The bartender snickered.
Shinobu shrugged and drank. Nowaki yelled, "no…don't…" Shinobu drank the entire thing…his world instantly changed…the noises grew louder, his vision grew and shrank…his body shivered, as two pairs of arms grabbed him and took his away from Nowaki.
Nowaki screamed his name, but Shinobu felt like he was going into the air…his body felt freer, safer than before, as he sighed, "Miyagi…take me…"
Arms and bodies came and disappeared into view…nothing touched him, but he was shoved into a chair. He tried to focus on something, but something gray came to him…he smiled stupidly, and said, "hi…where is Miyagi…he owes me a good fuck…"
The gray thing stiffened and quickly changed his needle…Shinobu blinked stupidly, as the gray thing came closer to his right side…Shinobu felt his ear turning cold with an ice cube…he stiffened, as the ice cube was taken away and something wet was replaced…he waited, as pain shot through his ear. He screamed.
Nowaki slammed his body into the room and yelled, "let him go!" He almost attacked the gray thing…but he didn't.
"Relax, the needle is clean. You should feel lucky that I caught him before those bastards did." A dark, but catlike voice said…from the gray fur?
Shinobu still saw shapes and noises came to him too quickly. He gulped air like a fish, as he moaned…the pain…the drugs…whatever was happening to him, he felt good. The pain in his ear disappeared, as he wanted to be touched…he wanted to be slammed into…more than anything.
"Touch me…" Shinobu said desperately…he wanted someone to touch his slowly ebbing member.
"Silence, my little one…you are just getting over the drug. You need to stay calm." The gray thing said…so sweetly, it made Shinobu want him badly.
Shinobu grabbed the hand of the gray thing. The gray thing snickered and said, "you may not want to touch me there…the needle is still in your ear. Count to three, I will take it out."
Nowaki said, "please, we have to take him to the hospital. He needs to be looked at for STI's."
"No he does not, since I used a clean needle. Relax, no one gets sick on my shift. But next time, take your boyfriend to better bars than this one. I plan on quitting soon myself…these bastards love to take advantage of rich kids like this one." The gray thing said, as Shinobu said, "three."
"Shinobu, don't." Nowaki said quickly.
"Two."
"It is better if he has it removed by me…I am a trained professional." The gray thing said.
"One," as the gray thing pulled the needle out and stuck in another metal thing into Shinobu's ear. Pain again, as Shinobu screamed.
Nowaki tried to help, but the gray thing said, "back off! I need to finish it…" The ice came on Shinobu's left ear now…
"Are you serious?! The kid does not need earrings!" Nowaki yelled.
"Well, he should have not drunk that juice in the first place. That stuff…it makes anyone…Shinobu, can you hear me?"
The pain and the noises came to a dull roar. He started to see stars, as he felt sick as well…he turned and hurled his stomach's contents onto the gray thing. Shinobu lay back down and blacked out.
* * *
Shinobu felt like crap…his entire stomach rumbled with pain and urge to purge again. His ears burned and felt like metal rods went through them. His eyes tried to focus on anything…smell came first. He smelt urine, old pizza and blood…he turned and tried to heave the little food he had left. He spat out nothing, as he heard someone come in.
"Shinobu?" Nowaki asked, as Shinobu turned and glared at him.
"You should have stopped me! What happened…" Shinobu moaned as he finally could see better…he wished he couldn't.
He was in a room filled with tattoo, earring and cleaning products for gangs. The room was damp, but for the most part it was clean. The tools shined, as Shinobu realized he was on a tattoo bed. He quickly jumped off, but he fell into Nowaki's arms.
Nowaki held him and took him to a chair. He said, "you were…pretty drugged up. You started to say things in your sleep…I'm sorry we came."
"Tell me what happened, and do not leave anything out." Shinobu said, as he breathed slowly. The air smelt worse than the bus…he had to stay calm and figure out a way to sue every bastard in the Devil's Layer.
"You drank the mixed drink, and some guys took you away. I tried to get you back, but they shoved me away. You were taken here, a tattoo shop, when you were…given earrings the hard way, by ice and sticking a needle through a lemon." Nowaki said slowly.
Shinobu felt his ears, as he winced and gasped. He had two studs in his ears…he just got earrings! He moaned and dropped his hands.
"What did I say?" Shinobu said.
"You mostly spoke of Miyagi…and stuff about…" Nowaki said and he moaned, "you talked about how you two had sex."
Shinobu shrieked and said, "I…was only out of it, right…I wasn't that descriptive…right?" He begged for that kind of answer…but Nowaki's face, crestfallen and his eyes looked somber. Shinobu felt dread as he asked, "tell me what did I say."
Nowaki said gently, "you said…dear God, do not make me repeat it."
Shinobu glared at him, as Nowaki moaned and said, "you basically told us that Miyagi likes to lick your member until you erect…then he comes to your mouth, sucking your mouth dry…while he has you ride him, as he rubs your—"
"STOP IT!" Shinobu screamed and stood too quick. He fell over, but someone caught him.
"Are you okay, Shinobu?" The same dark voice…Shinobu looked up and gasped.
He never saw someone so beautiful…in his entire life…since this was a man, but wow…his cat-like yellow eyes stared concernedly at Shinobu. He gently placed him back beside Nowaki.
Shinobu looked at the stranger, as he cleaned around the chair. He was taller than Nowaki, lightly muscular, and very lean. His smoky gray hair was long and twisted into long braids around his square face. His bangs grew from a widow's peak and ended at his cheek bone, as his eyes turned towards Shinobu again. He smiled, as he revealed whiter than white teeth.
"So, you are off the drug by now. How do you feel?" He asked, as he came closer to look at Shinobu closely. Shinobu did not say anything, as he smiled and said, "your ears are fine, but keep putting on rubbing alcohol on them for the next six weeks then you can change them."
Shinobu felt his ears and said, "please tell me they are not pink. I have a reputation to protect."
The stranger snickered and said, "no, they are light blue to match your eyes. My name is Neko Seito; artist, tattoo mad man, and earring extraordinaire. What's your name?"
Shinobu stopped rubbing his ears and said, "Shinobu Takatsuki."
Nowaki smiled and Neko nodded at each other.
"Pleasure, and sorry you had to go through that. Like I told your friend, I had to get you out of there…so I took you here, to my shop. Not the best, but it's workable and passes most inspections." Neko said, as he growled, "Tsumori, are you alive?! You better apologize to these two. Especially Shinobu, the poor kid got earrings for your little charade."
Tsumori came from the other room, as the toilet flushed. He leaned on the door and moaned, "sorry…I never…had the newbie drink before either."
Shinobu growled, "all talk, but no game? Asshole."
Tsumori growled, "at least I did not spill my guts. Oh Miyagi, touch my ass! Lick it good!" Tsumori imitated the drunken Shinobu, as he swayed and—
BAM! Neko slammed a tennis racket into Tsumori's face, as he said "oh sorry, I was practicing to be a gentleman and hit your pretty little face. What will your mama say?"
Shinobu laughed, as Nowaki hid his mouth with his hand. Shinobu laughed harder at Tsumori's red face from the racket's marks, as Tsumori growled and took the racket. He growled, "you will pay for that!"
Neko smiled and said, "how? Are you going to kick my ass, like you promised a few hours ago? Face it, baby. You are way out of your league."
Tsumori stiffened and said, "you…are sick."
Neko smiled and said, "am I? To think, I thought you were cute. Gentlemen, it is six in the morning and you must have other engagements. I have business to run, so good day."
Tsumori stared at Neko, as he did the same. Neko came close to Tsumori and said, "think of me…and hate tennis." He ripped the racket from Tsumori's hands and gently tapped his face. Tsumori just stood there and stared at Neko. They held eye contact for a few minutes…then, BAM! Neko slapped him again with the racket, as Tsumori growled "that is getting old!"
"Oh really? I was thinking about calling it the Faker? No the Idiotic Leather Man? Or maybe the Tsumori Waker!" Neko almost hit Tsumori again, but Nowaki stopped him.
Nowaki said, "we do have to go to work, Tsumori. We were called in. Neko, thank you for the help last night. Shinobu, we are going to the hospital to check your blood."
Shinobu felt his stomach twist, as he said, "to test my blood? You will hear from my lawyers if I have a STI's!"
Neko smiled and said, "I have a clean record, but if anything is found, I will pay for it personally. Good day, gentlemen."
All three men left, as a taxi waited for them. The taxi driver was leaning against the car, as she looked up and smiled. She said, "to Naosu Hospital?"
Nowaki smiled and nodded. He gently pushed Shinobu and Tsumori down the steps…Shinobu got out of Nowaki's grasp and looked at the shop.
A small place, where a huge ornate cat rubbed the title of the place, Neko's Scratching Post: Piercings, Tattoos or Waxing. Neko stared out the window to them, as he waved with his tennis racket.
Tsumori stared at him…clearly confused or fixated…Shinobu growled at him, "karma is a bitch, huh?"
Tsumori snapped his head at Shinobu and growled, "you are going to—"
"What, Tsumori?" Nowaki said, as he got in between them.
Tsumori growled again and got into the taxi. Nowaki followed as Shinobu waved to Neko.
Neko smiled and waved back friendly to Shinobu. Shinobu entered the car, as he closed the door and the taxi left the curb.
