Disclaimer: I don't own the characters

Warning: Eventually this will contain sexual situations between men. If you don't like, don't read. Also contains some language.

Author's Note: This takes place when Hatori, Ayame, and Shigure are in high school. Please let me know what you think. Thanks.

Back to the Drawing Board:

Plan A: Audience

The three cousins were at home in the red light district as they had been there several times throughout their high school years. Being from an all boys' school, they rarely had the chance to see scantily clad women, or any women for that matter, and at the red light district they could safely look without having to worry about being touched.

"Bring me here to torture me?" Hatori asked, lustfully checking out a busty bottle-blonde who, if it weren't for all the make up, would be very beautiful.

Shigure laughed lightly. "No, Haa-san, we came to put you in the mood." He was checking out the same blonde. It had been three days since they had talked about Hatori's problem and Hatori had to admit he was curious about what the two of them would do.

Ayame surveyed the blonde dispassionately, "If you ask me that girl could use some moisturizer and a fashion consultant. Pink is definitely not her color."

Shigure smiled at Ayame. "Really, Aaya? I didn't notice." Much to Hatori's surprise Shigure walked away from them and approached the blonde. He handed her some money and pointed to Ayame and Hatori. They couldn't hear what she was saying, but she nodded and waved to the two.

Soon the four of them were in a back alley.

"So let me get this straight," the woman had an annoying, nasally voice, "You want me to take off my clothes and watch the three of you have sex?" She eyed the beautiful young men before her. "I think I can handle that."

Ayame surveyed her pink pleather mini-skirt contemptuously before whispering to Shigure, "Does she have to be here?"

"Shh…" Shigure answered back.

The woman removed her clothing. She had a nice body, for a prostitute. Hatori eyed her appreciatively before glancing nervously at his cousins.

"Take your time Haa-san," Shigure encouraged him, "Just let me know when you're ready."

Hatori could feel his body reacting to the woman before him. He imagined himself slamming her against the wall and… He turned to Shigure and nodded. Shigure suddenly slammed him against a brick wall taking Hatori by surprise. He kissed at his collar bone as he slid his hand up his shirt to rest on his ribs. He was about to claim Hatori's lips when he was body checked by Ayame.

"Hey!" Ayame glared at Shigure who had been knocked to the ground and was rubbing his backside. "I thought I got to kiss him first."

"No, Aaya dear," Shigure glared back, "We agreed that you would be the first to take it in the…"

"Would you two just knock it off." Hatori said coldly. "Who the hell cares? Just one of you do it already."

Ayame had the advantage because he was still standing and threw himself at Hatori who pushed him away. "I'm not in the mood anymore."

The prostitute standing before them looked very disappointed.

Shigure drew himself to his feet and turned to her. "What's your name?"

The woman looked around, "Who, me?"

Shigure nodded.

"Mika" She answered.

"Well, Mika, I know we said no touching, but for a little extra would you allow my friend to touch you a little?"

She breathed a deep sigh. "I'd be happy to help."

Hatori had never been more pissed.

"Well, I guess that didn't work out so well." Shigure lamented.

Ayame tickled the chin of the palm-sized Hatori before turning to his cousin. "It was your idea to let him touch her."

"How was I to know she'd throw her arms around his shoulders? He must have been doing something right. Remind me to ask him for pointers."

The seahorse sighed as he thought back to the moments before he had transformed. It had been one of the happiest times of his young life. Luckily Ayame had covered the woman's eyes just in time, and Shigure had swiped up Hatori to keep him from being stepped on. Shigure had left the alley, leaving Ayame to give the woman some fashion tips before joining him.

Ayame lifted Hatori to where he was eye level and kissed the tip of his nose. "Don't worry, Ha'ri, next time we'll do better."

Hatori suddenly transformed, grabbed his clothes from Shigure, and stormed off.

"See you tomorrow, Haa-san." Shigure called after him.