PART IV: Day Three: Third Appointment.
His date was late.
Seriously late.
He had spent the whole hour rooting on his chair, expecting him to come at any moment. But he didn't come.
He sighed and decided to leave the small room.
He opened the door, but as he took his first step out of the room, he heard a loud laughter erupt in the hall, along with feminine giggles.
"I can teach you women if you want. Just come to my---"
"Mister, you're already late. Our client will be very angry if you don't show up..."
"Client? oh, that guy...I forgot..."
"Hurry up. You know which room it is."
"Yes, I'm going. But I'll be back in some minutes pretty ladies..."
A big, no, huge man appeared at the other end of the corridor.
He was walking towards him, the huge cape on his shoulder swaying behind his muscular and well-tanned body.
What a man.
He swallowed.
"You're the client?" he asked with a deep husky voice.
He swallowed hardly.
He nodded several times, trying to shake the red tint off his face.
"Hum...you are pretty...very pretty..." he smiled.
Oh my...
"Err, should we get in?"
"Of course" the other man answered opening the door and tilting his head, inviting him to enter.
"Huh...thank you."
"My pleasure..."
He looked up with star-filled eyes.
Finally, a gentleman. Thanks Kami-sama.
The door being shut called him back to reality.
The man drew a chair and motioned him to sit down. Which he did.
It's like some dream...
"It's the first time I've seen you. Are you a newbie or something?" the man asked.
"Yes..." he answered lost under the man's handsome eyes.
"You made a good choice. This agency's got some nice fellows."
"That I can see..." was his dreamy reply.
"I got my former guys from here. They were both good-looking..." he brought his face closer "but not as beautiful as you..." the man winked.
He blushed but couldn't tear his gaze away.
Gentle, Handsome and with charming manners. He is perfect.
The man came closer. Their gaze were locked. Their nose were already touching. Their lips were almost touching.
He sniffed.
What's that strong smell...sake?
He slowly pulled away, smiling nervously.
"Hehehe, so you're not the easy type huh?" his eyes glowed "...Well, I like challenges." his eyes flashed with malice. "Pretty flowers like you always end up in my flower pot..."
He blinked.
"'Flowers'?"
"...Cute ladies like you die whenever I flash a smile..." the man continued.
He blinked twice.
"'Ladies'?"
"...because I'm DA man!" he stood up, bombing his chest, showing his very over-developped chest.
He sighed, shaking his head.
Too perfect to be true. I knew it.
"Huh-oh...!!!" he exclaimed as the man seized his wrist and drew him closer to his oh-so well-built body.
"A beautiful frail nature like you need a strong, powerful and handsome man to be protected..." he took a solemn expression. "...in other words, a man like me, Hiko Seijurou!"
His face fell.
Another celebrity. And what a celebrity. Hiko Seijurou, the self-proclaimed hottest man of the whole country. With such a strong reputation among the women, no wonder he was such a big macho man.
"We'll enjoy this meeting properly later..." he smirked suggestively.
"Properly?" he blurted out.
And a pervert with that. How delicious...
"...but for now..." he popped a sake bottle out of his cape "...let's celebrate!" he said before engulfing the content of the bottle, spilling some of it on his exposed muscular torso.
He sweatdropped.
Yes, definitely a macho man.