Edited: 5/2021

Chapter one: Thing for you

Rated: Teen

Pairing: Yuuki (female) and Luka

Told in Tachibana's point of view.

Disclaimer: I do not own the character or song that helps send me thought fairies.

Girl's nights were meant to be fun, worry-free. I guess someone has forgotten to text that to her. Yuuki Glou was just going out to celebrate turning twenty-one. Virgin saint Yuuki, her friends, use to call her until she met her long-term boyfriend two years back, Luza. A pretty boy with kind amethyst eyes.

Everyone called them the perfect couple. Maybe they were, or perhaps they knew how to play the part of perfect. "Um, where the nightclub at?" Yuuki was the first of the five friends out of the car. Wearing a white lace thigh-high dress with matching go-go boots. With a flashing crown on her head that blink 21 in red. "This is a castle, not a club."

"Well, the GPS took us here, so this must be the right place." Her bubbly roommate, Toko, spoke. "Maybe it's theme night."

"Theme night? Where they happen to redesigns the whole building. I don't think so, girl." Ibuki, the 'big sister' of all of them, took one look around. "Let's get back in the car and stop at the gas station to ask."

"Or we could ditch you and fellow those hottie walking in, sis." Tsubaki, the 'little sister' to everyone. Who has a very picky taste when it comes to men? So if she happens to call you a 'hottie,' feel very honored.

"Maybe, we could just ask someone who lives here. If this is a house?" Aya, the poor girl, the three wild children drag everywhere.

Against Ibuki's better lack of judgment, she allows the group to enter Twilight Mansion, the very unique nightclub in Tokyo, or so the internet page of this place tells you.

The outside of Twilight Mansion was made to look like an eighteen-century castle, the inside.. well. "Oh my god, I feel like we just time jump! From old-time to the far future." Toko squeal out the very second they pass through to the main room.

Lights, neon lights, crowds of people, good music, hot bartender, everything a 'normal' club has Twilight Mansion; however, it is a live in business if you work here, you live here. Everyone from the DJ, waiter, bartender, bouncers, and host live here. The money made from the club pays the rent to the evil landlord, who's also a pretty boy.

"To our excellent friend who feels more like a sister to all of us. " Raising their shots high. "To many more crazy years, Yuuki!" Straight vodka shots are the way to start a night of drunken fun.

A few dances in more drinks later, the five friends were having the time of their lives. With the music too loud to hear their cells, as the clock struck midnight under the red moon sky, a jealous boyfriend waited to hear from someone to know she made it home safely. However, that particular person was sitting at the bar watching her drunken friends try to dance instead of checking her phone.

"You don't dance?" The sliver eyes, king of mystery bartender asked as the club started to slow down some. Giving him time to chat.. something he doesn't do very often.

"Do you have a fire extinguisher nearby?" He gave the young maiden a strange look. "Because if I dance, I trip over my own two feet, which would set off the pyro, which in turn would set the curtains on fire, burning this whole place to the ground. As I'm a natural klutz."

A known klutz with a natural reserve with endless possibilities with the club on its last few breaths until morning consumes it. Hotsuma was busy throwing everyone. Shusei served the previous round of drinks as the two overwork, underpaid waiters cleaned up the mess. As our young DJ, Kuroto played out the last song. A mellow beat, love story lyric.

"You wanna dance?" The raven color hair man asks. Offering his hand to the young maiden.

"S-sure."

*sigh* Lost in their own dunking world. Buzzed enough to forget the world outside these walls. Letting the liquor, the song, sweep them into each other arms. Letting their lips brush ever so softly.

They looked into each other eyes...

They shouldn't...

They wouldn't...

They did.

His hands went for her hips as her hand roamed up his neck right into his hair. Disappearing from the dance floor all the way upstairs. As her friend found out how the pretty boys play. Slip and slide into the pool right outside the dance floor. AS the after-party started at one. One by one, they pass out, sleeping off their hangover poolside. As the forbidden couple enjoys the afterglow.

A/N: I never wrote Uraboku before, plus this one a little old, so some of the beloved characters might not appear...