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Chapter 14
It wasn't that bad.
That's about the highest level of praise Kaiba could give.
They sat in the VIP section (of course), the shadows doing well to conceal them. The entire lounge was dimly lit, save for the bright lights focused on the stage and the glowing centerpieces on the tables that allowed just enough light so one could eat and drink.
It was a club. A club that catered to the elites (the rich, the powerful, the famous). Kaiba had recognized more than one face as he'd entered and been seated. He could at least find solace in the fact that the paparazzi won't bother him here. The last time he'd been dragged out to celebrate for business purposes, the teen CEO wound up in a strip club and the press had had a field day. His monstrous headache throughout the entire ordeal had made him even less pleasant to deal with than normal. He'd only just managed from punching Wheeler (though not from shoving him into a wall) when the idiot dared ask him why Kaiba hadn't bothered to invite him along.
He was still nursing his first drink when a leather-clad waitress came up and handed Stevenson his third. He sneered as he watched the platinum blonde hand the woman a generous tip with one hand and gave her ass a squeeze with the other.
"Oh man," he nudged Kaiba with his elbow. "Is this place worth it or what! The females are luscious and the men are scrumptious."
His green eyes leered at the male waiter that passed by, outfit consisting of leather pants and a shackles that chained the choker on his neck to those on his wrists.
Yeah, it was that kind of club.
At least it wasn't a strip-club.
Or a whore house.
"Ah! The babe is leaving the stage," Stevenson commented as the bikini clad singer shook her goods one final time, smiled, and left the stage.
"She'll be followed by another soon enough Stevenson," Kaiba remarked, finishing the last of his drink. A waiter came up to him only moments later. Kaiba ordered another drink and watched the waiter walk off. The young waiter had laid his flirtations on thick. He wasn't ugly, but he wasn't all that special either. It took more than that to temp him.
The image wasn't entirely surprising as it surfaced but it was unwelcome, at that moment. The lust in the honey eyes, the soft pants, the blush staining his cheeks, the feel of the warm and hard body beneath his own. Kaiba willed the memory away with a scowl.
"Any interest you Kaiba?"
Icy blues flashed to meet Stevenson's coy grin.
The brunette's eyes narrowed.
"Do any of the staff interest you?"
Kaiba scoffed.
"I know what you meant Stevenson."
The man's grin stretched.
"Well?"
"Of course not," Kaiba blew out. "They're not to my standards."
"Ouch," Stevenson laughed. "I almost feel bad for them. How many people must fall at your feet and get trampled on I wonder."
"They're not worth my time."
Stevenson laughed once more. Whatever he was about to say was disrupted by the shutting off of all the lights.
Everyone in the vicinity focused on the single spotlight that hit the left side of the stage.
"Our esteemed guests, it's that time of the night," a disembodied voice announced. "Our star performer is ready to come out and play."
The voice laughed richly.
"For those of you new to The Dragon's Lair, all you have to know is that this sexy fiend has been quite the show-stopper. He's treating you all tonight to Adam Lambert's For Your Entertainment."
The announcer paused.
"Ladies and gentleman. Please enjoy, Katsuya."
A figure in black stepped through the spotlight for a brief moment before it clicked off. His momentary presence set off a cacophony of calls, jeers, and whistles.
The music began, and the dark figure swayed in the flashes of light that hit the stage. When the beat picked up the individual popped open his leather jacket, teasing the crowd with a defined ripple of muscle.
Kaiba's scowl dug in deeper at the sound of the female patron's undignified shouts.
So hot, out the box
Can we pick up the pace
Turn it up, heat it up
I need to be entertained
Push the limit, are you with it?
Baby don't be afraid
Imma hurt ya real good baby
The leather jacket came off entirely as the singer swung it off and over behind him. Spotlights hit the stage and the figure was now revealed.
Kaiba didn't pay much attention to the noise level that hit the roof. He would never, ever, admit it- but he was entranced. The singer was utterly enticing. The swear Stevenson let out seemed so far away.
Katsuya's heart-stopping red orbs blared out, enhanced all the more by the thick black eye liner. His suave jet-black locks fell neatly, framing the planes of his face. His sun-kissed skin was delicately painted by an intricate pattern of dark ink. The leather pants were unbelievably tight; showing off strong legs, slight- almost feminine hips, and an attractively fleshy ass. His hands were bandaged up to his elbows. Overall, Katsuya was dark and sexy, made painfully more so by the suggestive yet tasteful dance moves and the sinfully alluring singing.
Let's go, it's my show, baby, do what I say
Don't trip off the glitz that I'm gonna display
I told you, Imma hold ya down until you're amazed
Give it to ya till you're screaming' my name
Katsuya had danced towards the back of the stage and he put on a sexy smirk as he ever so slowly strolled towards the front, light focused on his face and upper body.
No escaping when I start
Once I'm in I own your heart
There's no way to ring the alarm
So hold on until it's over
He reached the front and threw his hands up to brush the locks out of his face as he gave his hips a pump.
Oh!
Do you know what you got into
Can you handle what I'm 'bout to do
'Cause it's about to get rough for you
I'm here for your entertainment
Oh!
I bet you thought I was soft and sweet
You thought an angel swept you off your feet
But I'm about to turn up the heat
I'm here for you entertainment
Kaiba crossed his arms and his legs. His icy gaze had yet to leave the swaying singer. His smirk hid the fact that he had been blown away when he first saw Katsuya. He'd be lying if he said the singer hadn't aroused certain urges. Katsuya was gorgeous and he dominated the stage. Every move was met with complete confidence.
Yes, the raw sexual appeal was there.
He almost barked a laugh when he glanced at Stevenson. The usually composed and collected man was practically salivating.
A leather clad female and male met Katsuya on the stage. The singer was briefly sandwiched between the two as he played with them and pushed them away. He never gave them more than simple caresses or light touches but the male and female danced around him, clearly begging for more.
'Sall right
You'll be fine
Baby I'm in control
Take the pain
Take the pleasure
I'm the master of both
Close your eyes, not your mind
Let me into your soul
I'm gonna work it 'til your totally blown
Katsuya grabbed the chain connected to the male's neck and yanked him to him, using his other hand to run it across his chest.
No escaping when I start
Once I'm in I own your heart
He forced the man away and yanked the woman to him next. He pulled her flush against him, pushing her hair away to expose her neck, which he then lightly nuzzled causing a lustful blush to stain her cheeks.
There's no way to ring the alarm
So hold on 'til it's over
Katsuya pushed her away, leaving the two to dance around him, though at a further distance as he focused on the audience.
Oh!
Do you know what you got into
Can you handle what I'm 'bout to do
'Cause it's about to get rough for you
I'm here for your entertainment
Oh!
I bet you thought I was soft and sweet
You thought an angel swept you off your feet
But I'm about to turn up the heat
I'm here for you entertainment
There was a short lull in the singing in which Katsuya stepped off of the stage and engaged the patrons seated nearby. He never touched any. He merely hovered, smirked, and danced around them.
Kaiba almost wished he wasn't in the VIP room. It would have been interesting to see Katsuya try to seduce him as he was with those fools. The patrons the singer was interacting with stood no chance.
One lucky female, the eye-candy of a much more elderly male was the one Katsuya focused his next words on, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.
Oh!
Do you like what you see?
Ohhhhhhhhh!
Let me entertain ya 'till you scream
Kaiba chuckled to himself as Katsuya made his way back to the stage. If the elderly male hadn't been so busy eye-fucking Katsuya the brunette was sure he would have been bothered by the fact that the gold-digger on his arm looked like she'd just wet herself.
Katsuya faced the audience once more. His lithe muscular form swaying fiercely.
Oh!
Do you know what you got into
Can you handle what I'm 'bout to do
'Cause it's about to get rough for you
I'm here for your entertainment
Katsuya brought a hand up and bit down on a piece of bandage sticking out. He pulled with his teeth and the whole thing unraveled. As he sung the last part of the song he threw the bandage around the nearest patron, a business man who looked to be in his late twenties. The bandage fell around his shoulders behind his neck and when Katsuya pulled the man stood and quickly glued himself to the side of the stage where Katsuya crouched, one hand gripping the bandage tight in a show of dominance as he sung, keeping his searing gaze on the man.
Oh!
I bet you thought I was soft and sweet
You thought an angel swept you off your feet
But I'm about to turn up the heat
I'm here for you entertainment
The song faded as Katsuya stood up with a deliriously sexy smirk. The man hung onto the bandage Katsuya had let fall at his feet. The singer soaked up the attention for a few brief moments before the lights clicked off.
When they clicked on again, Katsuya was nowhere to be seen.
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"What do you mean?!"
The waiter looked very uncomfortable, probably because his wrist was caught in a strong grip.
"I apologize Mr. Stevenson but Katsuya will not join you no matter what you offer."
The grip tightened and the forest green eyes flashed. The waiter hurriedly blurted out the rest.
"Katsuya is a singer, that is all. He doesn't wait tables, he doesn't play host, he doesn't strip, nor can he be bought for some… uh, alone time."
The grip loosened and then slacked off. Stevenson drew himself back.
"And why is that?"
"I do not know sir."
Stevenson hmphed.
"Well, what is his real name then?"
"That, I also do not know sir."
"You don't know much do you," Stevenson whispered out venomously. It was said more as a statement than a question.
The waiter's eyes widened in incredulity as he recoiled.
"You may go," Kaiba announced to which the waiter gave him a grateful smile and scampered off. The brunette's eyes slid to Stevenson's form. "Well, well; looks like you won't be having Katsuya after all."
Stevenson's minute glare melted away as a grin took over.
"On the contrary," the platinum blonde began. "The fact that he'll be difficult to seek makes him all the more worth the while."
Kaiba couldn't keep from snorting at the arrogance.
"Tell me Kaiba," Stevenson directed his grin towards the brunette. "Did Katsuya garner any interest from you?"
Kaiba's eyes were cool as a smirk tugged his lips.
"I can't very well say no can I?"
"How about a wager then?"
The brunette's brow rose.
"I'm going to be extending my stay in Domino. Katsuya has… sparked my interest, and I always pursue my interests. I can tell he's got to you as well," Stevenson's grin turned malicious. "Let's see who gets him first, yes?"
Kaiba glared.
"What makes you think I want to participate in this little game of yours?"
Stevenson shrugged.
"We both know Kaiba Corp and Kaiba Land will branch out to America, but I know you may not gain the approval to allow orphans into Kaiba Land for free in the States. We Americans are quite the capitalists you see. However," his eyes locked in. "I can help pave the way for that to happen, should you win our little game that is."
The man smiled smugly.
"So, interested?"
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Joey toweled his hair off with a yawn. Late night showers always made him sleepy for whatever reason.
He checked himself out in the mirror, making sure none of the ink or the make-up remained on his skin.
Satisfied, the blonde brushed his teeth, studiously avoiding his red gaze in the mirror. He clicked the light off and yawned again as he walked off. He ran a hand through his blond mop as he slumped down onto his couch. His job consisted of a single performance a night, several nights a week. But, between hair and make-up, picking out songs, dance practice, and coming up with concepts for his songs- it all made for very tiresome work.
His singing, his eyes; both he'd always kept a secret. When he was young his father sprung for his contacts but that had been before booze truly became his life. Luckily for Joey, he was 12 around the time that occurred and smart enough to work odd jobs until he turned 14 and was able to work part-time in order to keep affording his contacts.
The blonde sighed. He liked his job, he did. Singing came as naturally to him as Duel Monsters, although the dancing took some getting use to. He chuckled at the thought that no one would ever suspect him of being able to sing considering his speaking voice. The transition was easy for him though, somehow.
And tonight he'd put on his best performance by far. He knew it was one he'd have to do every once in a while from now on. The patrons had loved it.
At least no one tried to feel him up.
He shivered despite the fact that he was curled up quite snugly under his blanket. The blonde didn't like to be touched in 'that way.' There was a big difference between friendly contact and sexual advances. He's already had a few nightmares since his almost rape by Mr. Andrews. He feared being raped so much so that the fear took over him and he became helpless when he needed to be at his strongest. It was literally a phobia with him. If Kaiba hadn't come along…
Joey buried himself deeper into the couch. The gratitude he felt towards the brunette was overwhelming. It was bigger than anyone would ever really know. He knew his attempt to set things right between them wouldn't have worked but he'd had to at least try. What irked him was the he wanted to do more. There had to be something he could do for Kaiba. The blonde wasn't one to not repay a debt.
But, he wasn't sure how to approach it. Especially now when he realized something quite mind-boggling the other day. For all his phobia of rape, not once, did that fear grip him by the throat when it concerned Kaiba. And he would have had a legitimate reason to freak out considering the time Kaiba had pinned him against his desk, hands above his head, and bodies pressed together as those blue eyes flickered with lust.
He wasn't sure what all that said, about him or about the brunette. It confused him. Even now the memory of having the gorgeous brunette on top of him only brought out excitement.
It was only by thinking of Tristan in a thong that he was able to brush the memory away and allow himself to sink into sleep.
Well, that was fun to write.
It feels a little cheesy in some parts, but it was meant to be out there so, meh.
I highly recommend for you all to youtube Adam Lambert's music video, 'For Your Entertainment.' It is something else and I love it!
So, will Seto take up the challenge?
And I hope now you can see why Joey was so out of it with Mr. Andrews. You could be the strongest person in the world but phobias have a way of getting to people (I should know, my friend is an adrenaline-junkie bodybuilder but he has this very debilitating fear of spiders).
Also, in case any are wondering; Joey with red eyes, black hair, and black markings painted to hide his scars- I think all this would make him quite diffucult to recognize from his regular self. My friend kept badgering me about why Kaiba didn't recognize Joey so I thought I'd just pass this along.
Stay tuned!