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This is for Dream-chan's contest. This is the chapter where things really become interesting ^^

Twilight Love
Chapter 3: Seductive Blow


Hands touching my buttocks, money to actually fit into a wallet I was able to buy, and the attention eyes gave me when I was on stage were things I was able to get used to very quickly. Even the cross-dressing by Akane, Rina, Misaki, Kaede, Yuuta, and Miki were hardly bothersome anymore. Whilst dancing, my body seemed to take action without my consent and did it's own maneuvers, earning a fair amount of money and attention. I loved it. Everything about dancing seemed to fit and I got praise for it by the audience, the boss, and Daisuke.

Daisuke was turning out to be a really good friend. There wasn't even an effort between the way we acted around each other - it seemed to come naturally. I've never felt anything like that with another person, never connected with someone before. It's an amazing feeling, really.

I bent over one last time to collect any money I could get and smirked as I walked off stage, feeling the money rub against my thighs and buttocks. When I followed Yuuta and Ayaka off stage, I spotted Daisuke with crossed arms, leaning against the door leading into the audience. His eyes lit up briefly as I unhooked the cotton breasts and set them down on a chair.

You were great, he said, approaching me.

I smiled a thanks and tied on a robe to cover my half nude body.

Why don't we-

Daisuke! Get over here!

We both turned to see Daisuke's father pointing his finger at the ground. Daisuke cursed and sighed, and waved a goodbye before going to see what his father wanted. I stared at him until he descended into the office and turned to see Ayaka walking towards her cubicle in the corner.

This was the perfect time. I had been planning it for quite some time: to seduce the black haired girl with green eyes. Running a hand through my hair, I followed her until she sat.

Hi Takeru, she said, taking a cloth and beginning to wipe the bright makeup off her face.

I said, in a low voice, trying my best to give off a sexy image, an interesting image - an image that she had never seen before. How about I do that for you?

She snorted and continued to wipe off the makeup. Takeru, you're a sweet kid - don't blow it. I'm a single mother of a three year old and I'm not looking for a guy in my life. I won't tell the boss because, like I said before, you're a sweetheart, but don't do that again.

She said this all too casually for my liking and I sighed, apologizing before saying good night. As I began walking towards my room, Daisuke's door to his room slammed shut. Pressing my ear against it, I could here nothing and shrugged, opening the door to my own room. If there was anything wrong, I could find out in the morning.

***

So, you're bisexual I presume?

That was rather random, and I gave Daisuke a questionable stare.

Ayaka told me of your little coming onto her', he said, smirking and shaking his head. I should have told you to not go after her. She tends to dislike men, but can only take care of her child by the money provided from dancing.

My face grew hot and I nodded. Yes, I'm bisexual.

Daisuke nodded for a moment and went back to staring outside, like he had before asking about my sexuality. He looked awfully tired, as if he didn't sleep much last night. I was going to ask what was wrong, but he spoke before I could.

Have you ever wanted to just run from it all? To just get away from everything - from your life?

I sipped the coffee that was set before me by the waitress at the diner before replying, That's what I did a few months ago. Gathered up every piece of money I had, threw my favorite clothing into a duffel bag, and just ran for it.

Daisuke nodded for a moment and smiled at the waitress as she handed us our breakfasts. It was now an ordeal thing for the two of us to get breakfast with each other. A new comfort in my life, it seemed. Like a routine I had at home, only I wasn't eating soggy cereal in solitude, but having plesant conversations with Daiksuke. I was rather enjoying myself.

After the waitress left, I immediately began to eat. When I looked up, I noticed Daisuke had touched nothing at all.

Is something wrong?

Daisuke looked up at me, and his eyes showed something I had seen in my own before leaving home: sadness. He shook his head and picked up a fork.

There was something definitely wrong. No one can look that sad within their eyes if something wasn't, and he definitely carried the torture of looking upset. I would have to watch Daisuke closer if I were to find out.

Oh, by the way, Daisuke said, my father wants you to take this client offer.

Uh... what's that? I asked, wiping my mouth with a napkin.

We also have rentals of our exotic dancers to do a striptease routine for parties and things of that sort. The old man likes you a lot and thinks you'll be right for the job. You just need to do your normal dancing, but you'll be wearing more clothing and will just strip off in the process, he explained, taking another bite of his omelette.

I nodded slowly, a little unsure. I don't want to mess up anything-

You won't. You're attractive and a good dancer, Daisuke said, smiling. Besides, you'll make three times as much that you do in one night.

I'm in, I said eagerly, nodding.

Daisuke only laughed and continued to eat his breakfast.

***

I squinted into the darkness, trying to make sure I had the right address. The cab driver was paid a few minutes later and I began attempting to locate the back entrance. The front entrance was for guests only. I was merely a dancer, lower than dirt, yet worth plenty to the people hosting the party. Daisuke told me this. He also said that they treat you badly usually, but good enough to keep you from leaving.

In a few minutes, I found the back door and debated weather I should just walk in or knock. I tried knocking at first, and when there wasn't an answer, I walked in.

Good, you're here, said a short man with reddish hair. You can get ready over there because the birthday boy has yet to arrive.

I nodded and stepped into the corner he recommended. There wasn't anything for me to do because Daisuke told me to be prepared, so I changed into all of the clothing at home. I was wearing what I would say were normal clothing, except a few different layers of them. A tight black dress as requested, tight black leather pants underneath, a black muscle shirt, and a black thonmg, as well. I wasn't even wearing my fake-breast set. It almost seemed unnatural to not be wearing it, but I suppose I'll feel aquainted once the party has begun. I can only hope so, anyway.

In the rented hall, there were few people here. As each minute passed, more came. I was beginning to sweat at the thought of dancing in front of those attractive men, but decided to just keep my cool and do what was natural, which seemed to work the very first night I danced.

Kido's here! one of them shouted.

Why did that name sound so familiar? I didn't have any time to cerebrate it because of the red haired man giving me directions.

We have a chair set up for Kido and I'll give you a thumbs up when we're ready for you.

He left to attend the others, and I began to set up the CD I would play while stripping. I set it on the small stage provided and turned back to see a blindfolded man brought in and placed into a chair. He looked oddly familiar, but I shrugged and waited for the red haired man to give me the signal.

He turned and gave me a thumbs up. Now here it was: time for me to prove I can do this. I began my strut towards the blue haired man, not yet turning on my music to leave him guessing, but the whistles from his companions must have given it away.

Briefly I wondered why they would all be interested in a male striper, but the thought drifted out as I aimed towards the blue haired man wearing a blindfold. I tugged at it teasingly and ran my hands down his body in further seduction as he gasped. The men around me laughed, whistled and cheered as I untied the blind fold with my teeth, which was not an easy task, to say the least. By some stroke of good luck, I was able to do it and began unbuttoning his shirt before he could say much else.

Nice tent, Kido! one his friends shouted, followed by many laughs.

Looking down, it proved he had an erection.Taking a deep breath, I decided it was time to begin dancing. I ran my fingers along his face and down his body one last time before pushing away from him and doing a sexy little move towards the stage that Misaki had showed me. It achieved many whistles and cheers, which lead me to turn on the cassette player and begin dancing.

For many hours afterwards, I danced, made seductive flaunts towards the star of the party, and began stripping. I was down to a muscle shirt and a tight, black thong. Oh yes, they all thought I looked pretty fly in my black outfit. I was always told I looked good in black.

Take it off!

There were many shouts of enthusiasm, and I slowly pulled the muscle shirt off with a great amount of cheers. I began my dance once more. Daisuke said I have this gift for being as graceful as can be; he says I can just lift my arms over my head and shake my hips like no woman could ever do. I'm beginning to think he's right as more whistles emerged from the crowd of at least fifty.

Another moment later, I jumped off the stage and did another round of teasing the blue haired man, who continued blushing. There was something oddly familiar about him, but I was having too much fun to care. I kissed him on the lips and began to massage his nipple through his shirt, which really seemed to catch the crowd's attention.

You like that? I asked in a low, husky voice, and he nodded. I laughed and ran back upon the stage, beginning my dance yet again.

Take it off! the same person who shouted that last time yelled.

I played with the band of the black thong and turned around to shake my buttocks. A hand slapped it, and I turned to find the blushing blue haired man, which only made me laugh and bring him upon the stage. A few minutes passed where I showed him where to put his hands and did a kinky grind dance with him, which lead me to finding another bulge in his pants. I laughed and gave him a kiss, pushing him off the stage where his fellow friends caught him and cheered.

This gave me time to dance again, but instead of focusing on the main crowd around the stage, I found myself staring at a bunch of making out couples in the corners. I shook my head and continued to dance once more, taking off my thong as doing so.

***

Here's your money, the red haired man said, handing me a set of cash. And an extra bit for being so great. Joe loved you, everyone loved you - you were great.

Joe Kido... I dropped my jaw, realizing who I had been flirting with this entire evening. The red haired man set the money in my hand and smiled as he walked back inside the hall to cleanup. I took a breath to clear my head as I began heading towards the street to whistle for a taxi. It was still almost a shock that I could actually afford a taxi now, not just hitch hiking to get around.

As I waved on the road, I looked back at the hall to see people flowing out. It was fun, but hard to believe that I stripped naked in front of an old friend of my brother's. Maybe they don't hang out as much. Tokyo is a fair distance from here and Yamato and Taichi must be in university still.

I waved my hand nervously, hoping a taxi would soon stop for me. Two had already driven by, neither offering me a ride. Laughing came from behind me as a large group of people walked by.

Here's our man now, one of them joked, slapping me in the back.

I smiled and winked, shaking my hip whilst they all laughed.

Would you two stop going at it? another said, poking a making out couple. You didn't even see the stripper.

The couple broke apart. I don't need a stripper when I have this sexy thing, one said.

I could feel my chest tighten and gasp for air, but I stood paralyzed, too scared to turn back and too unsure to know if that was them. However, as my eyes made contact with the blue eyes of one of the pair, I knew it was true. I was staring into the eyes of my brother.

Taichi asked, pushing his way past his friends. Is that you?

My jaw fell open and I did what I had to do: I pushed Taichi out of the way and ran for it; ran for my life, my freedom.

I could hear Yamato shouting, but I ignored him and continued running for it.

My savior arrived and I jumped into the cab and told him to floor it. I watched Taichi and Yamato run after the cab through the back window, and saw them stop in a failed hope.


End of Chapter 3