Chapter 1
"So a newbie is supposed to be showing up in a couple of days huh…"
Layers of documents were laid around a wooden desk in the center of the room, a small light illuminating the figure that was currently standing at the desk. Not much went on in that office apart from the usual office work he had to do. He did two jobs, one was the job he was currently doing at the local nightclub and the other was at a hair salon. He was only called in at night or when they were low on staff during the day at the nightclub while at the hair salon he was usually called in two days a week.
He maintained his schedule well and he didn't particularly mind it either. He always showed up for work when he was called in and never missed a day unless he was really sick, which happened rarely, or if there was some sort of event he had to attend which there never was much going on in his daily life. At the moment he was at the nightclub filling out some documents since his boss asked him to earlier that day on the phone.
"The newbie is supposed to arrive in a week or sooner is what the document says…." He mumbled as he skimmed through the papers in his hands. He heard from his boss that someone new was going to be joining them soon in the nightclub, acting as one of the dancers. What was written on the document suggested that the guy was a male, his boss had told him that he hired the guy because he seemed like an 'interesting' person. Whoever the guy is, he must have made a pretty good impression on his boss if the guy called him interesting.
"No name..? Do these documents not have his name listed at all?" He wondered, his brows furrowed in irritation as he flipped the paper on it's back side to see if he was wrong. The backside of the document held a lot of information about the man but not of who he was or what he looked like. Either his boss met him in person or this guy is pretty secretive and doesn't want anyone to know too much about him.
A knock on the door followed by a gruff voice ripped him out of his thoughts. He shook his head and averted his eyes from the documents to the door wondering who could be there. "Gray! You in here?!" The knocking on the wooden door was louder than before as it rang throughout the room. The ebony haired male rolled his eyes as he moved from where he was standing to the door and opened it, revealing a large buff blonde with an irritated expression on his face.
"What is it? I was doing the documents like you asked." He asked rather rudely, not caring about the tone he used.
"Don't use that kind of tone on me. Did you fill out everything and check over that document I told you about to make sure I didn't miss anything?" The blonde haired man grumbled lowly as he took up the rest of the door frame.
"I did and I couldn't find anything about him really. Did you meet this guy in person? I assume you did since you said he was interesting." He gave the blonde a look as he waited for his answer. It wasn't bad to assume his boss did meet him in person. This guy must be something special if he was called interesting by Laxus. Laxus barely gave people compliments, much less call someone interesting, he was very picky on who he chose and Gray knew that.
"Yes I did meet him in person. He was an interesting fellow that was for sure. You will be able to tell who he is right away by his odd hair color, he said it's natural too." The blonde spoke in thought as he talked about the 'interesting' male he met the other day. "He is a dancer, his dancing was very eye catching. He asked me if he could work here since he said he needed a job, he convinced me with his dancing indefinitely. I didn't really catch his name but he said we would find out when he shows up so I'm just going to wait."
"Wow, the almighty Laxus is actually praising someone! I never thought I would see the day!" The ebony haired male mocked causing the blonde to growl lowly at him.
"Enough of this. You are needed on stage now, it's almost Lucy's break time." His boss ordered before giving him a curt nod and leaving, Gray stared after his figure as he ascended down the hall. The male sighed as he went back to the desk to sort the documents into small, neat piles. He gave the documents one final glance before leaving them to go do his shift.
He passed by some of his coworkers when he was going to the elevator. He pressed the down key on the panel and waited until the light above dinged green. When it did, the doors opened to the small space where he would be taking to go down to the bottom floor. It was surprisingly empty, but it meant it was easier for the male to get to the bottom without any distractions. He pressed the button that would take him to the main floor and waited as the doors closed shortly after he entered. Some elevator music began to play as he waited patiently for the elevator to stop. No one really came in or out as the elevator went directly to the main floor.
Gray sighed as the doors opened and he stepped out of the elevator and onto the carpeted flooring. His eyes scanned the area around him as his eyes landed on many different people, most in lace like clothing. Usually the people that came to the nightclub wore skimpy clothing that showed a lot of skin, sometimes even their private areas.
He shrugged as he went to the backroom behind the stage which was located farther down from the main entrance of the building. He caught a glimpse of one of his colleagues, the blonde wonder known as Lucy, dancing to the beat of a song on the stage, her hand gripped the pole tightly as she moved her body almost like a ballerina, a very sexy ballerina that is. The audience she had gathered around the stage had hollered in excitement as she moved with grace, her hips swaying to the beat before she twirled around the pole.
She was wearing dark red lingerie with her hair tied up to low pigtails which attracted a lot of greedy eyes from the audience. She only had a dash of makeup on her face that didn't hide the natural beauty she had. Sometimes Gray wondered how she became so gorgeous growing up.
The ebony male shook his head to rid himself of those thoughts as he walked past the stage to the backroom, not bothering to look at Lucy for a second time. He stopped in front of the door that read 'staff only' and wrapped his fingers around the brass door knob. He opened the door slightly, revealing some of his colleagues changing into various outfits, most of the outfits were some type of lingerie. He walked in, not minding the people changing as he went to one of the hangers for male outfits to get himself ready.
Gray was a male dancer, there weren't many male dancers considering the female dancers were more favored. More guys showed up to the nightclub than girls so there were more female dancers because of that. One of the many popular dancers that Gray had seen earlier was none other than Lucy Heartfilia. She captivated many guys with her charms and her dancing. One look from her causes guys to literally melt in their seats.
"Hey Gray, getting ready for your performance after Ms. Heartfilia?" A woman with long platinum colored hair asked, her bangs were held up by a black tie that settled a bit above her forehead. She was wearing a red strapless dress, though it was hung up by a pink bow around her neck.
"Oh hey Mira, you are right I'm getting ready for my performance since Laxus made me." Gray huffed as he began to strip himself of his clothes after finding an outfit he wanted. The girl named Mira smiled warmly beside him before she began to speak.
"Laxus can be a bit pushy but he does it because you mean a lot to him." Mira chirped, not minding the ebony haired male changing in front of her.
The dancers were quite used to changing in front of each other that they didn't really care anymore. The only thing in the back room were hangers for outfits, some stalls for changing which only the newbies really used since at first they were shy and some drawers and big mirrors. There was also a makeup station in case they felt they needed makeup to impress which Gray didn't usually go there since he felt like his looks were good enough to bring in some cash.
Like what was explained, the back room doesn't hold much.
To the far right of the entrance to the backroom is the stairs leading to the stages. There are a few stages on the first floor in the nightclub so people can always be entertained. How they got to those stages without going through others is simply because there are different pathways leading to those stages.
Luckily Gray was stationed to the nearest one.
"Well he sure doesn't act like I mean a lot to him." Gray replied grimly as he grabbed the outfit he had picked out. He picked out some dark blue leather trousers decorated with silvery sequins that ran down the sides of the trousers. He discarded his clothes off to the side before putting on the trousers with little to no difficulty.
The trousers were skin tight on him, making it so that you could make out any curves on his lower half though he didn't have many curves since he was a man, it didn't mean that the audience couldn't see some things.
"He may not show it but he does care. I have to go to my station, see ya Gray!" She gave him a mischievous wink before leaving Gray to himself as he finished getting himself ready for his shift.
"I don't get why she's saying that, Laxus is as pushy as can be and he doesn't care what he has to do to get what he wants." Gray mumbled to himself as he ran his fingers through his hair in an attempt to comb it somehow. He didn't feel like using a comb for his hair since it just spikes a bit on the ends anyway.
"Hey Gray, your up!" A blonde called as she walked slowly down the stairs, her hips swaying seductively as she looked Gray up and down. "Nice pants."
"Oh shut up Heartfilia." He growled in response as he rolled out his shoulders before trudging down the path towards the staircase that led to the spotlight.
"Aw… poor little Gray is hurt." She cooed as the male stopped beside her like a wooden pole.
"How about you watch it and stay out of my way." He scowled before bumping shoulders with her on his way to the stage. He walked up the wooden stairs, he could feel the blonde's eyes boring into his bare back as he made the final step. She didn't say no more as he left her in the backroom by herself.
He stepped onto the stage, the lights slowly dimming as he began to move towards the pole. He was going to have fun with this, dancing was something he liked doing.
He reached his hand out and gripped the pole, the coldness of the pole sent shivers down his spine. The crowd in front of him turned to face him, the light illuminating his features for everyone to see. His audience was fairly big this time which surprised him but also excited him more.
The music slowly began to play as he got himself into a stance, one looking like he was tipping a hat over his eyes.
Once the music started getting to the words of the song, Gray began to dance to it, his hips swaying to the beat as the audience before him watched intently at his moves. He jumped onto the pole and wrapped one leg around it as he threw his hand in the air and smiled devilishly at the crowd, earning him a lot of screams and squeals from the crowd. He twirled his body a bit on the pole as only one of his legs and one of his hands supported him on it before he jumped down and landed before them.
He slowly stripped himself of his dark blue leather trousers, leaving him in nothing but a black thong that he had to wear for this occasion. The light shined on his body like how the sun shines down on humans, revealing his muscular torso and now his bare legs for all to see.
The lights slowly switched to a dark crimson setting which lit the ebony male's heart ablaze. He licked his thin, chapped lips in excitement as a new song began to play, one that was slow and sensual.
He began to grind on the metal pole before he threw his legs upwards and hooked them up high, causing him to be upside down. He had practiced this technique for awhile and perfected it after two months of practice. He quickly used his hands to grip the bottom of the pole before unhooking his legs, causing them to fall forward.
Normally this would hurt someone but Gray used it to basically do a not-so-great flip on the pole. He soon landed and heard ladies scream while men were catcalling him.
He grinned at his crowd and gazed upon them. As he looked them over, someone caught his eye. Though it was dark he could just barely make out someone's bright pink locks in the room of many horny adults.
Before he could do anything else his shift had ended and now someone else had to take his place. His grip soon left the metal pole as he began to walk back to the backroom. He gave the crowd a final glance, noticing those pink locks again before he turned his head back as he was now hidden away from the crowd by the curtains covering the area that led to the backroom.
"Nice job in there Gray! I knew you could do it, maybe you scored some hot ladies for yourself tonight!" A familiar irritating voice graced his ears as he bit back a scowl.
"Loke, what is it that you want today?" Gray asked in annoyance as he walked down the dark wooden steps into the backroom. The damn bastard Loke was leaning against the wall near the changing stalls while smirking cockily at the male dancer.
"Relax, I'm just taking your shift Gray. You deserve a bit of a break, don't you?" He grinned rather playfully as he slowly walked up to the ebony male.
Gray noticed Loke was already dressed in skin tight, white trousers held up by a black belt and a dark red tie around his neck with a white fedora. Dark red sequins ran down the pant legs and around the cuffs and waistband of the trousers. These trousers weren't made of leather though like Gray's were, they were made of a softer material.
"Why did they ask you to take my shift anyway?" Gray wondered aloud as the butterscotch haired male walked directly past him.
Pulling a Lucy.
"Because it's obvious I would have the audience swoon over my hot bod!" He laughed teasingly making the now angry raven haired male shoot him a glare. Loke dismissed the male with a flick of his wrist before he walked up the wooden steps, ignoring the fuming Gray behind him.
Gray just stayed where he was, not bothering to move until he was certain that Loke had left. When he was certain the male wouldn't come back he went to where he had put his clothing. His clothing was left on top of the black wooden dresser as he stripped himself of his leather trousers.
He pulled on his short sleeved white shirt with black slacks before putting on his white socks. He grabbed his brown loafers and slipped them on before he started tying up his shoelaces. He quickly finished and got up to put his leather trousers back on the hangers before leaving to the door. He opened the door and gave the backroom one final glance before stepping out of the room and shutting the door softly behind him.
He walked towards the entrance of the building, ignoring Loke's dancing and the screams of excitement in the audience whenever he did something kinky. He was about to reach the large double doors before something caught his eye, a certain head of hair that is.
Pink.
That's what he saw in the audience was a head of pink. Before he could say anything, the said person turned his head to face him like he noticed Gray was staring. His leafy green eyes glinted in mischief as a slight smirk tugged on his lips. Gray could slightly see a bit of his tooth, it seemed inhuman.
As he was about to say something, the mysterious male turned his head back to face the front and disappeared amongst the crowd, leaving a dumbfounded Gray to stare after where he had just been.
That man seemed to have intrigued him but he had to leave. He had an early shift tomorrow at the Hair Salon, he didn't have a day off like he had wanted. He opened the door to the outside and stepped out of the building, the sudden feeling of the cold wind hitting against his body made him shiver.
He walked down the dark, empty streets by himself to his house. He lived twenty minutes away from the nightclub so it wasn't a big issue for him to walk on his own. He soon got to his house and walked up his driveway to his door. He swiftly grabbed his keys that were in his pants pockets and brought them out, exposing them to the cool air. He brought his key up to the lock and shoved it in before turning it to unlock the door. The door unlocked with a click before he wrapped his hand around the brass handle and opened it.
He sighed as he got in and had softly shut the door behind him. He didn't bother going to his room as he strolled over to his soft leather couch and collapsed on it in exhaustion. He was tired from his shift and just wanted to relax. He slowly closed his eyes and let the darkness consume him as he drifted off into a peaceful sleep.