1 American woman, stay away from me
Chizu took few steps closer to the edge of the stage. She started swaying her hips lazily while her hands opened the clips of her hair to let it hung loose to her back.
2 American woman, mama let me be
She raised her arms and clamped her hands. Moving it in the air, she leaned down and moved her abs slowly, which gives chills to the audience down to their spines.
3 Don't come hanging around my door
Her body was unbelievable static. She bent her long legs and stood on the tip of her boots.
4 I don't want to see your face no more
Sensually, she spread her bent legs apart before she rose to stand up. Rukawa froze, his eyes were nailed at her in amusement.
5 I got more important things to do
She catwalked back and placed her hands on her hips, and moved her ass around erotically in front of the audience.
6 Than spend my time growin' old with you
6.1 Sendoh : My God, she can sure dance…
Chizu took her shiny vinyl jacket off and swing it around in the air. Now she's only wearing a dark-colored leather tanktop.
7 Now woman, stay away
She threw her jacket towards Hiroshi. He caught it in his arms, yet his eyes were pinned at her.
Tokushu : Hey, Hiro… Your girl, she's hot, man…
8 American woman, listen what I say
8.1 Hiroshi : No sweat, she's mine…
9 American woman, get away from me
Chizu circled around the stage and looked around the club with her sexy eyes before she continued her dance.
10 American woman, mama let me be
Then she dropped to the floor on her knees. With her colored-nail fingers of her hands, she cupped her breasts, and slid it down to the edge of her leather top.
11 Don't come knocking around my door
With the tips of her slim and long fingers, she started to pull the top upwards while swaying her hips. A hand ran through her belly, and the other lifting the leather tanktop upwards.
12 I don't want to see your shadow no more
When the tanktop was raised beneath her breasts, she pulled it abruptly and toss it to the floor. She threw her head forwards, then backwards, letting her dark and thick tresses flying in a sensual rhythm.
Colored lights can hypnotize
Rukawa : *gasps* Oh Kami-sama…
Sendoh : *gulps* Oh Kami-sama…
Sparkle someone else's eyes
She stood up straight and both her thumbs slipped down to her tight denim. Slowly, she pulled it down, and her thumbs slithered to her front zippers.
Now woman, get away
Hiroshi : Go baby, go go! *waves his hands in the air*
Sendoh and Rukawa looked at each other, astounded. Sendoh grabbed the younger's arms and squeezed it hard.
Sendoh : Kaede-kun…
Rukawa : Don't tell me…
American woman, listen what I say
She unzipped her tights leisurely. After that she pulled it down, letting them to see her black underwear. Then soon she had left her legs bare. Now she's dressed in nothing other than a black bra and thongs.
American woman, I said get way
American woman, listen what I say
Don't come hanging around my door
Don't want to see your face no more
I don't need your war machines
I don't need your ghetto scenes
Colored lights can hypnotize
Sparkle someone else's eyes
Now woman, get away
American woman, listen what I say
American woman, stay away from me
American woman, mama let me be
She continued to dance eroticly on the main stage of PQ Bar. Everybody's eyes were nailed at her. Sendoh at his table, opened the bottle of Johnny Walker and poured it in the two cups of glass. Rukawa had just got a nosebleed by watching her show.
Sendoh : Chizu… Is that what you meant about 'getting money'…
Rukawa : (in a blank and monotone voice) Guess… so… *eyes not turning away from her*
Sendoh : *spits out the fluid in his mouth to the table* Shit… *wipes his mouth*
I gotta go
I gotta getta away
Think I gotta go
I wanna fly away
I'm gonna leave you woman
I'm gonna leave you woman
I'm gonna leave you woman
I'm gonna leave you woman
Bye bye, bye bye
Bye bye, bye bye
It seems like Hiroshi was aroused by her dance, Rukawa can tell by the way he sits. His eyes narrowed and there were hatred filling the top of his head when he look at him. That guy's only looking at Chizu as a sex object, a toy. He didn't know how to appreciate girls. Chizu didn't need to stay with him any longer, she deserves something better.
Sendoh Chizuko was busy with her own show. She kept on rocking her abs and her slim legs with the music. It seems like it was a magic, everybody's attention was given to her dance, and everybody seemed to enjoy it, as if she casted a spell on them.
Everybody even Sendoh, his own brother, got to admit, she can dance. She's real good. He was quite pissed, though with the idea of her selling the image of her body to get money. But he was glad though, that he knew she didn't use the money for unproper uses such as drugging or etc. She used it for her family, that's what lured Sendoh from his angst.
American woman
You're no good for me
I'm no good for you
Looking at you right in the eye
Tell you what I'm gonna do
I'm gonna leave you woman
You know I gotta go
I'm gonna leave you woman
I gotta go
I gotta go
Rukawa took another sip of his drink, so as Sendoh. Chizu was making final moves, she's standing on her knees and her hands, walking around the stage like a cat. Then she get up to her knees and moved her arms and hands according to the melody.
Sendoh : I think I drank too much… Everything had become so blurry…
Rukawa : Shit… Don't tell me you're drunk…
Sendoh : *laughs to himself* I'm not drunk *hiccup* I'm not… drunk…
Rukawa : Yes you are… I don't want to carry you all the way back to your house, Sendoh…
As the music starts to fade, Chizu walked off stage and picked up her clothes. She went straight to the changing room. There were rains of applause coming from the audience, coming to greet her. She had become the star of PQ bar, but somehow her face didn't show that she's glad. In fact, it looked sad.
Rukawa stood up and he wanted so much to go after her, but he couldn't. If she knew that he had been watching her dance from the very first time, her pride will be broken down and she'll be mentally distracted. Rukawa didn't want such things to happen to her.
Rukawa : Chizu…
In the locker room, Chizu was sitting on the corner of the room, beside the steel lockers with her chin on her knees. She heard footsteps coming to the room, she ignored it anyway. It was Kazumi, smiling.
Kazumi : Chizu! You're just sooo great… Did you see the people's face? You're their idol now! *feels like she's talking to herself* Chizu…? Are you listening to me?
Kazumi couldn't hear a reply from her, all she can hear were tiny sobs. She was crying.
Kazumi : *kneels down* Chizu… Suman, did I say something that hurt you?
Chizu : *lowers her head* No, Kazumi-chan… It's not your fault, I'm crying for myself…
Kazumi : …why?
Chizu : *long silence* I don't know… I just feel like I'm tainting my own purity… I danced on the stage… *sobs* because I was paid by Hiroshi… I can't stand it anymore, I wanna quit…
Kazumi : *hugs Chizu and let her cry on her shoulder* Oh, Chizu-chan… well… it's tough, but we'll see. We'll sort things out…
a.n : hey hey this chap sucks, it wasn't very descriptive. Well, I suck at descriptive essays… That's why I couldn't manage to write a lemon fic ^_^; Anyway, the story's not finish yet… please continue… But before that, RnR plz ^__^ BTW the song is called 'american woman' and it is sung by Lenny Kravitz. A cool song, my favorite among Kravitz's… 'Again' is also nice but… This one sounds little more "hot" and… it's just cool ^__^;
Chizu took few steps closer to the edge of the stage. She started swaying her hips lazily while her hands opened the clips of her hair to let it hung loose to her back.
2 American woman, mama let me be
She raised her arms and clamped her hands. Moving it in the air, she leaned down and moved her abs slowly, which gives chills to the audience down to their spines.
3 Don't come hanging around my door
Her body was unbelievable static. She bent her long legs and stood on the tip of her boots.
4 I don't want to see your face no more
Sensually, she spread her bent legs apart before she rose to stand up. Rukawa froze, his eyes were nailed at her in amusement.
5 I got more important things to do
She catwalked back and placed her hands on her hips, and moved her ass around erotically in front of the audience.
6 Than spend my time growin' old with you
6.1 Sendoh : My God, she can sure dance…
Chizu took her shiny vinyl jacket off and swing it around in the air. Now she's only wearing a dark-colored leather tanktop.
7 Now woman, stay away
She threw her jacket towards Hiroshi. He caught it in his arms, yet his eyes were pinned at her.
Tokushu : Hey, Hiro… Your girl, she's hot, man…
8 American woman, listen what I say
8.1 Hiroshi : No sweat, she's mine…
9 American woman, get away from me
Chizu circled around the stage and looked around the club with her sexy eyes before she continued her dance.
10 American woman, mama let me be
Then she dropped to the floor on her knees. With her colored-nail fingers of her hands, she cupped her breasts, and slid it down to the edge of her leather top.
11 Don't come knocking around my door
With the tips of her slim and long fingers, she started to pull the top upwards while swaying her hips. A hand ran through her belly, and the other lifting the leather tanktop upwards.
12 I don't want to see your shadow no more
When the tanktop was raised beneath her breasts, she pulled it abruptly and toss it to the floor. She threw her head forwards, then backwards, letting her dark and thick tresses flying in a sensual rhythm.
Colored lights can hypnotize
Rukawa : *gasps* Oh Kami-sama…
Sendoh : *gulps* Oh Kami-sama…
Sparkle someone else's eyes
She stood up straight and both her thumbs slipped down to her tight denim. Slowly, she pulled it down, and her thumbs slithered to her front zippers.
Now woman, get away
Hiroshi : Go baby, go go! *waves his hands in the air*
Sendoh and Rukawa looked at each other, astounded. Sendoh grabbed the younger's arms and squeezed it hard.
Sendoh : Kaede-kun…
Rukawa : Don't tell me…
American woman, listen what I say
She unzipped her tights leisurely. After that she pulled it down, letting them to see her black underwear. Then soon she had left her legs bare. Now she's dressed in nothing other than a black bra and thongs.
American woman, I said get way
American woman, listen what I say
Don't come hanging around my door
Don't want to see your face no more
I don't need your war machines
I don't need your ghetto scenes
Colored lights can hypnotize
Sparkle someone else's eyes
Now woman, get away
American woman, listen what I say
American woman, stay away from me
American woman, mama let me be
She continued to dance eroticly on the main stage of PQ Bar. Everybody's eyes were nailed at her. Sendoh at his table, opened the bottle of Johnny Walker and poured it in the two cups of glass. Rukawa had just got a nosebleed by watching her show.
Sendoh : Chizu… Is that what you meant about 'getting money'…
Rukawa : (in a blank and monotone voice) Guess… so… *eyes not turning away from her*
Sendoh : *spits out the fluid in his mouth to the table* Shit… *wipes his mouth*
I gotta go
I gotta getta away
Think I gotta go
I wanna fly away
I'm gonna leave you woman
I'm gonna leave you woman
I'm gonna leave you woman
I'm gonna leave you woman
Bye bye, bye bye
Bye bye, bye bye
It seems like Hiroshi was aroused by her dance, Rukawa can tell by the way he sits. His eyes narrowed and there were hatred filling the top of his head when he look at him. That guy's only looking at Chizu as a sex object, a toy. He didn't know how to appreciate girls. Chizu didn't need to stay with him any longer, she deserves something better.
Sendoh Chizuko was busy with her own show. She kept on rocking her abs and her slim legs with the music. It seems like it was a magic, everybody's attention was given to her dance, and everybody seemed to enjoy it, as if she casted a spell on them.
Everybody even Sendoh, his own brother, got to admit, she can dance. She's real good. He was quite pissed, though with the idea of her selling the image of her body to get money. But he was glad though, that he knew she didn't use the money for unproper uses such as drugging or etc. She used it for her family, that's what lured Sendoh from his angst.
American woman
You're no good for me
I'm no good for you
Looking at you right in the eye
Tell you what I'm gonna do
I'm gonna leave you woman
You know I gotta go
I'm gonna leave you woman
I gotta go
I gotta go
Rukawa took another sip of his drink, so as Sendoh. Chizu was making final moves, she's standing on her knees and her hands, walking around the stage like a cat. Then she get up to her knees and moved her arms and hands according to the melody.
Sendoh : I think I drank too much… Everything had become so blurry…
Rukawa : Shit… Don't tell me you're drunk…
Sendoh : *laughs to himself* I'm not drunk *hiccup* I'm not… drunk…
Rukawa : Yes you are… I don't want to carry you all the way back to your house, Sendoh…
As the music starts to fade, Chizu walked off stage and picked up her clothes. She went straight to the changing room. There were rains of applause coming from the audience, coming to greet her. She had become the star of PQ bar, but somehow her face didn't show that she's glad. In fact, it looked sad.
Rukawa stood up and he wanted so much to go after her, but he couldn't. If she knew that he had been watching her dance from the very first time, her pride will be broken down and she'll be mentally distracted. Rukawa didn't want such things to happen to her.
Rukawa : Chizu…
In the locker room, Chizu was sitting on the corner of the room, beside the steel lockers with her chin on her knees. She heard footsteps coming to the room, she ignored it anyway. It was Kazumi, smiling.
Kazumi : Chizu! You're just sooo great… Did you see the people's face? You're their idol now! *feels like she's talking to herself* Chizu…? Are you listening to me?
Kazumi couldn't hear a reply from her, all she can hear were tiny sobs. She was crying.
Kazumi : *kneels down* Chizu… Suman, did I say something that hurt you?
Chizu : *lowers her head* No, Kazumi-chan… It's not your fault, I'm crying for myself…
Kazumi : …why?
Chizu : *long silence* I don't know… I just feel like I'm tainting my own purity… I danced on the stage… *sobs* because I was paid by Hiroshi… I can't stand it anymore, I wanna quit…
Kazumi : *hugs Chizu and let her cry on her shoulder* Oh, Chizu-chan… well… it's tough, but we'll see. We'll sort things out…
a.n : hey hey this chap sucks, it wasn't very descriptive. Well, I suck at descriptive essays… That's why I couldn't manage to write a lemon fic ^_^; Anyway, the story's not finish yet… please continue… But before that, RnR plz ^__^ BTW the song is called 'american woman' and it is sung by Lenny Kravitz. A cool song, my favorite among Kravitz's… 'Again' is also nice but… This one sounds little more "hot" and… it's just cool ^__^;