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Chapter Three: Closure
"Motoki!!" Mamoru said, cheerfully, talking to his blonde haired friend over the telephone, "Wanna come and meet me for dinner?"
"Mamoru.if this is another desperate attempt at trying to throw a bachelor party for me, it's not going to work. I mean, I love Reika and I don't need to have one last night out in order to feel more like a man. I mean, would you go to a strip club if you and Usagi were to get married?"
There was silence on the other side of the line, making Motoki sigh a little as he agreed hesitantly, "Alright, alright.where do you want to go?"
* * *
Fish Eye stood behind a curtain in the smoky night club, atop six inch heels and fishnet stockings. He wore a garter belt and a small, revealing school girl skirt that rode up so high that his panties could be seen even if he didn't bend over. A black bra was covered by a white shirt tied right below his fake bust. His soft hair was pulled into pigtails and his face was painted with makeup.he hated a lot of makeup.
He looked down at his chest and sighed a little. They are going to know they're fakes.He wilted before he felt someone grab his butt and push him toward the curtain. He blushed a little and turned to see the young owner pushing him. He had the lightest of brown hair and clear emerald eyes. Tiger Eye.He shook that from his head immediately and heated up a little.
"I don't love him, you know!!" he said, turning to face the attractive man touching his bottom, "Just because I thought of him when I looked in your eyes doesn't mean I love him!! STOP LOOKING AT ME!!" He screamed as the young kid smiled a little and crosses his arms.
"Angel, I don't give a shit about who 'he' is. All I care about is you, out there dropping your clothes.dancing for the fellas. I hired you to dance, and dance is what you're going to do."
And with that, he shoved Fish Eye through the curtain and on to the stage, applause filling the room and hoots and hollers ringing in his ears as he covered his face, trying to protect his weak eyes from the light. His knees were shaking as he began to walk forward on the slick stage, girls dancing scandalously on all sides of him. The lights were blinding and the applause was deafening.but if he didn't perform well then he would never get close to the owner and then he would never get to see his beautiful dreams. It amazed him how such a piece of scum could have beautiful dreams. He got to the edge of the stage and the audience began to clear up and-
"M-M-Mamo-chan." he whispered as Mamoru and Motoki walked into the club, a few other guys.but they were irrelevant. His Mamo-chan had walked in.to come to see him.the very Mamo-chan who had broken his heart in order to be with the meatball head spaz in which he loved with every essence of his soul. Would he recognize him underneath all they layers, would he expose him for what he really was? Not only a male, but an alien from the Dead Moon? A villain.no, his Mamo-chan wouldn't.he couldn't. He.
Their eyes met, the sea to the sky.eyes almost the same shade of blue. Fish Eye caught his breath as those perfect blue eyes widened a little and Mamoru cocked a dark eyebrow as he scanned Fish Eye's perfect body.remembering his go at the bored, the shackles.the mirror. He remembered his dreams being raped and battered as the 'girl' who had been following him turned into the 'boy' who attacked him and then.Fish Eye didn't know that Mamoru had been awake when he dared partake in his lips. Once again, he had chosen between breaking a mirror and a sweet kiss.but the kiss was worth it. The whole experience with Mamoru had been worth it.whether or not he found Pegasus, that night was worth it. And no matter how much he tried to hate her, Usagi treated him with such a lovely kindness, even after trying to steal her man.and for that, he respected her.
He began to dance, moving fluidly like the water, his motions so graceful that everyone in the club had their eyes glued to him. Mamoru stared hard at this boy's body, remembering just two weeks prior this 'boy' was a young, pretty girl looking to buy a fish at a pet store. The same girl that disappeared from Usako's house on a rainy night wearing nothing more then a nightshirt. Motoki looked over at his friend, seeing the empty stare that he gave to the sexy dancer on stage.thinking of Usagi.
"Mamoru!" he said, anger flooding off his voice like ice, "Why do you stare like that? Usagi is much prettier then her! Plus you-"
Mamoru laughed a little before placing a hand on his friend's shoulder and pulling him slightly closer, "Motoki, don't worry, I know her. We met on a rainy day a few weeks ago. Usagi let her stay the night because she had no place to go. She ran away.I guess she found a new job."
Both men began laughing as Fish Eye glared at him, hurt in his heart at his cruel words. He finally realized the utter disgrace of what he was doing and he just couldn't do it anymore. He just couldn't dance and embarrass himself in front of.TIGER EYE!! He was sitting in the back row, a clear glass sitting on a white paper napkin.soaking it with condensation. His green eyes tore through Fish Eye like a dagger and his arrogant grin made Fish Eye's heart skip a beat. Tiger Eye stood and began to walk toward the stage, pulling something out of his pocket. He breezed past Mamoru's table, taking the time to knock his drink over on to the fop's lap, making Mamoru yelp in anger and surprise. Fish Eye bent over a little and gasped as Tiger Eye slid a piece of paper into Fish Eye's garter belt, smiling a little.
"It was the only way I could spill a drink on his lap," he said, turning to walk away, "Get his mirror and hurry back to the tent.you look too beautiful to be wasted tonight."
And with that, Tiger Eye made his exit, leaving Fish Eye standing dumfounded on stage, some form of currency tucked high in his garter belt. He turned and looked his boss right in the eyes, not caring who saw this wonderful spectacle. Mamoru was already phoning the annoying Sailor Senshi and within moments, they would be after him.looking for a fight. He snapped his fingers and a soft, blue curtain came flying down in front of him. He felt his slutty woman clothes fall and his real self begin to form.pointed ears, scaly hands, Amazonian markings and jewels, not to mention the blue, puffy jumpsuit with a dead fish on the stomach.
"One." The board came flying up, ripping floor boards from the expensive black stage and slamming against the sleazy owner's back with a crack that was music in Fish Eye's ears.
"Two" and an even more satisfying sound rattled in Fish Eye's mind as the man screamed in agonizing pain at the coldness and sharpness of the shackles. Screams came from the audience and from the girls on stage, but they were all birds chirping to Fish Eye.
"Three." Absolute bliss came as the boy's mirror ripped through his chest and formed, leaving him limp and lifeless. Some parts of Fish Eye wanted the victim to be awake for this.as he molested his dreams and fantasies. Pegasus wouldn't be there.no, not in this scum bucket, but he had to check anyway. But before he did...
"Mamo-chan. Why aren't you changing? Don't you want to save this little fishie like you always do? Come on Mamo-chan, turn into the Tuxedo Kamen that we all know and love. Or don't your friends here know the truth?" Fish Eye began to chuckle and laugh and then cry, "CHANGE FOR ME!! YOU BASTARD, CHANGE!!"
Mamoru just stared at him, shrugging his shoulders and then turning to Motoki, "I dunno. Maybe this is part of the show or something?"
Fish Eye's mind seemed to snap at that little sentence and he flew off the deep end. Turning to the limp and lifeless boy, he pulled out a dagger and took slow, shaky steps to him, tears rolling down his face as Mamoru continued to pretend not to remember that night. THAT NIGHT HAD MEANT THE WORLD TO HIM AND HE PRETENDED NOT TO CARE?!?! So be it.
"You want to pretend you don't know me, Mamo-chan? Then you had better pretend that this isn't your fault." and with that, Fish Eye not only plunged the dagger into the mirror, but he sent it through the mirror and into the boy's chest, blood spraying across his face, clothes.hair. He could taste the coppery blood mixed with the salty tears.bittersweet. He turned to Mamoru and smiled once more.
"Your fault.this is YOUR fault," the blue ring of water appeared above him and his eyes looked at his wannabe lover as if they were dead, "The sacrifice of this boy is CLOSURE for me. I am over you, Mamo-chan.I couldn't kill you before, but you still possess beautiful dreams, so your mirror still must be sealed. You remember that when you lay your head down to sleep tonight."
And then he was gone.
Dun Dun Dun.Okay, I hope you all enjoyed chapter three. PLEASE review.cause I REALLY want to know what you all think, should I keep writing or stop or whatever. Hopefully chapter four will rear it's head soon.cute shonen ai scenes coming up, I promise. Ciao all!
Chapter Three: Closure
"Motoki!!" Mamoru said, cheerfully, talking to his blonde haired friend over the telephone, "Wanna come and meet me for dinner?"
"Mamoru.if this is another desperate attempt at trying to throw a bachelor party for me, it's not going to work. I mean, I love Reika and I don't need to have one last night out in order to feel more like a man. I mean, would you go to a strip club if you and Usagi were to get married?"
There was silence on the other side of the line, making Motoki sigh a little as he agreed hesitantly, "Alright, alright.where do you want to go?"
* * *
Fish Eye stood behind a curtain in the smoky night club, atop six inch heels and fishnet stockings. He wore a garter belt and a small, revealing school girl skirt that rode up so high that his panties could be seen even if he didn't bend over. A black bra was covered by a white shirt tied right below his fake bust. His soft hair was pulled into pigtails and his face was painted with makeup.he hated a lot of makeup.
He looked down at his chest and sighed a little. They are going to know they're fakes.He wilted before he felt someone grab his butt and push him toward the curtain. He blushed a little and turned to see the young owner pushing him. He had the lightest of brown hair and clear emerald eyes. Tiger Eye.He shook that from his head immediately and heated up a little.
"I don't love him, you know!!" he said, turning to face the attractive man touching his bottom, "Just because I thought of him when I looked in your eyes doesn't mean I love him!! STOP LOOKING AT ME!!" He screamed as the young kid smiled a little and crosses his arms.
"Angel, I don't give a shit about who 'he' is. All I care about is you, out there dropping your clothes.dancing for the fellas. I hired you to dance, and dance is what you're going to do."
And with that, he shoved Fish Eye through the curtain and on to the stage, applause filling the room and hoots and hollers ringing in his ears as he covered his face, trying to protect his weak eyes from the light. His knees were shaking as he began to walk forward on the slick stage, girls dancing scandalously on all sides of him. The lights were blinding and the applause was deafening.but if he didn't perform well then he would never get close to the owner and then he would never get to see his beautiful dreams. It amazed him how such a piece of scum could have beautiful dreams. He got to the edge of the stage and the audience began to clear up and-
"M-M-Mamo-chan." he whispered as Mamoru and Motoki walked into the club, a few other guys.but they were irrelevant. His Mamo-chan had walked in.to come to see him.the very Mamo-chan who had broken his heart in order to be with the meatball head spaz in which he loved with every essence of his soul. Would he recognize him underneath all they layers, would he expose him for what he really was? Not only a male, but an alien from the Dead Moon? A villain.no, his Mamo-chan wouldn't.he couldn't. He.
Their eyes met, the sea to the sky.eyes almost the same shade of blue. Fish Eye caught his breath as those perfect blue eyes widened a little and Mamoru cocked a dark eyebrow as he scanned Fish Eye's perfect body.remembering his go at the bored, the shackles.the mirror. He remembered his dreams being raped and battered as the 'girl' who had been following him turned into the 'boy' who attacked him and then.Fish Eye didn't know that Mamoru had been awake when he dared partake in his lips. Once again, he had chosen between breaking a mirror and a sweet kiss.but the kiss was worth it. The whole experience with Mamoru had been worth it.whether or not he found Pegasus, that night was worth it. And no matter how much he tried to hate her, Usagi treated him with such a lovely kindness, even after trying to steal her man.and for that, he respected her.
He began to dance, moving fluidly like the water, his motions so graceful that everyone in the club had their eyes glued to him. Mamoru stared hard at this boy's body, remembering just two weeks prior this 'boy' was a young, pretty girl looking to buy a fish at a pet store. The same girl that disappeared from Usako's house on a rainy night wearing nothing more then a nightshirt. Motoki looked over at his friend, seeing the empty stare that he gave to the sexy dancer on stage.thinking of Usagi.
"Mamoru!" he said, anger flooding off his voice like ice, "Why do you stare like that? Usagi is much prettier then her! Plus you-"
Mamoru laughed a little before placing a hand on his friend's shoulder and pulling him slightly closer, "Motoki, don't worry, I know her. We met on a rainy day a few weeks ago. Usagi let her stay the night because she had no place to go. She ran away.I guess she found a new job."
Both men began laughing as Fish Eye glared at him, hurt in his heart at his cruel words. He finally realized the utter disgrace of what he was doing and he just couldn't do it anymore. He just couldn't dance and embarrass himself in front of.TIGER EYE!! He was sitting in the back row, a clear glass sitting on a white paper napkin.soaking it with condensation. His green eyes tore through Fish Eye like a dagger and his arrogant grin made Fish Eye's heart skip a beat. Tiger Eye stood and began to walk toward the stage, pulling something out of his pocket. He breezed past Mamoru's table, taking the time to knock his drink over on to the fop's lap, making Mamoru yelp in anger and surprise. Fish Eye bent over a little and gasped as Tiger Eye slid a piece of paper into Fish Eye's garter belt, smiling a little.
"It was the only way I could spill a drink on his lap," he said, turning to walk away, "Get his mirror and hurry back to the tent.you look too beautiful to be wasted tonight."
And with that, Tiger Eye made his exit, leaving Fish Eye standing dumfounded on stage, some form of currency tucked high in his garter belt. He turned and looked his boss right in the eyes, not caring who saw this wonderful spectacle. Mamoru was already phoning the annoying Sailor Senshi and within moments, they would be after him.looking for a fight. He snapped his fingers and a soft, blue curtain came flying down in front of him. He felt his slutty woman clothes fall and his real self begin to form.pointed ears, scaly hands, Amazonian markings and jewels, not to mention the blue, puffy jumpsuit with a dead fish on the stomach.
"One." The board came flying up, ripping floor boards from the expensive black stage and slamming against the sleazy owner's back with a crack that was music in Fish Eye's ears.
"Two" and an even more satisfying sound rattled in Fish Eye's mind as the man screamed in agonizing pain at the coldness and sharpness of the shackles. Screams came from the audience and from the girls on stage, but they were all birds chirping to Fish Eye.
"Three." Absolute bliss came as the boy's mirror ripped through his chest and formed, leaving him limp and lifeless. Some parts of Fish Eye wanted the victim to be awake for this.as he molested his dreams and fantasies. Pegasus wouldn't be there.no, not in this scum bucket, but he had to check anyway. But before he did...
"Mamo-chan. Why aren't you changing? Don't you want to save this little fishie like you always do? Come on Mamo-chan, turn into the Tuxedo Kamen that we all know and love. Or don't your friends here know the truth?" Fish Eye began to chuckle and laugh and then cry, "CHANGE FOR ME!! YOU BASTARD, CHANGE!!"
Mamoru just stared at him, shrugging his shoulders and then turning to Motoki, "I dunno. Maybe this is part of the show or something?"
Fish Eye's mind seemed to snap at that little sentence and he flew off the deep end. Turning to the limp and lifeless boy, he pulled out a dagger and took slow, shaky steps to him, tears rolling down his face as Mamoru continued to pretend not to remember that night. THAT NIGHT HAD MEANT THE WORLD TO HIM AND HE PRETENDED NOT TO CARE?!?! So be it.
"You want to pretend you don't know me, Mamo-chan? Then you had better pretend that this isn't your fault." and with that, Fish Eye not only plunged the dagger into the mirror, but he sent it through the mirror and into the boy's chest, blood spraying across his face, clothes.hair. He could taste the coppery blood mixed with the salty tears.bittersweet. He turned to Mamoru and smiled once more.
"Your fault.this is YOUR fault," the blue ring of water appeared above him and his eyes looked at his wannabe lover as if they were dead, "The sacrifice of this boy is CLOSURE for me. I am over you, Mamo-chan.I couldn't kill you before, but you still possess beautiful dreams, so your mirror still must be sealed. You remember that when you lay your head down to sleep tonight."
And then he was gone.
Dun Dun Dun.Okay, I hope you all enjoyed chapter three. PLEASE review.cause I REALLY want to know what you all think, should I keep writing or stop or whatever. Hopefully chapter four will rear it's head soon.cute shonen ai scenes coming up, I promise. Ciao all!