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Warning: Mild language, violence, sexual content between males, and disturbing imagery. If any of this bothers you, do not read.

Switching Sweaters

Soccer

Ken and Aya approached the club silently. Today they would audition in front of the manager of club Glitter. It had been a few days since Aya and Ken's fight. They hadn't talked since then except for a few brief comments about the mission. It wasn't abnormal for the two of them not to talk, so Youji and Omi thought nothing of it.

Ken had been surprised the morning after the night club. He had woken up to find Aya's sweater nicely folded at the end of the bed with a note on it from Youji apologizing for not being able to remove all of the stains. He had been impressed when he looked at the sweater and could only see a few faint dots of blood. He was glad that Youji hadn't given it to him earlier or he would have destroyed it when he got home from the strip club.

Grabbing the handle of the door he took a few deep breaths to calm his nerves. He felt okay about dancing, but he didn't know if he had the right look. With the clothes Youji had picked out Ken was sure he looked more like a stripper than a dancer.

"Are you ready, Ken?" Aya asked from behind him.

"Of course." With that both boys entered the empty club.

Once inside the club Ken's eyes locked with a pair of gold brown ones. Standing before him was one of the most gorgeous men Ken had ever seen. The man looked to be in his late twenties. He had dyed silver hair that hung past his ears, a muscular build, and the most kissable lips. He was getting excited just looking at the man.

"Hi, you must be the two boys who were interested in the dancing jobs."

"Yes," Aya responded.

"I am the manager of this club. You can call me Night. If I was going by looks alone I would hire you two on the spot, but I should at least see if you can dance." He grinned at the both of them. Ken flushed when his eyes met Night's. "Go to the platforms and strip down to your underwear. If you're not wearing any, you can borrow some shorts from the dressing room. I'll go start some music." Ken felt embarrassed when he remembered that he had on the thong Youji had selected for him to wear. He sighed and took off his clothes and hopped onto the platform. Aya did the same and Ken was relieved to see Aya was also wearing a pair of skimpy underwear. Once he heard the music he began dancing to the rhythm. He was surprised to see that Aya had improved greatly. Aya must have been practicing alone, he thought as he gyrated his hips. Night had pulled up a chair and was looking back and forth between the two of them. He had a small smirk on his face, and was seducing Ken with his eyes.

"Ok, I'll hire you both, but I think you should know a few things before you start. Some of my dancers choose to give paying customers private shows. I am not responsible for what you do on the side, but a lot of my dancers chose to do this. So, I provide a room where they can go. As you may have already heard we have had a few deaths this month. I strongly suggest you don't leave with any strangers."

"Ok," Aya responded.

"Now, for what is required for the job. There will be times I will expect you to do things together, such as kissing or grinding when you're dancing. Also I expect you to flirt with the people in the club. I'm not really a demanding boss, so don't worry. Just think of me as one of you." Night said as he walked towards Ken. He reached out his hand to help him off the plat form.

"My, you boys are hot." Night whispered as he brushed his fingers over Ken's check bone. Ken felt himself harden as his body flushed. He knew Aya was watching. Aya coughed loudly and jumped off the platform with a thump as he began to get dressed. Night pulled slowly away from Ken.

"Is that all we need to know." Aya said in a flat tone staring at Night coldly.

"Yes, you can start tomorrow night at eight. The changing room is through the purple door. The door with the red curtain is where you will go if you ever decide you want to be alone with a costumer. Of course this is entirely up to you I have no dealings in what you do with your personal time."

"We're in desperate need of money so we'll do anything." Aya said as he pulled on his shirt.

"Glad to hear that." Night smiled at them sexily.

"Come on, Ken, we need to go." Ken blushed remembering that he was still only in his underwear. He quickly got dressed and Night slapped him on the ass as he and Aya made their way out of the club.

"I don't like him. I'll be keeping a close eye on him." Aya spat as he and Ken drove home.

"I don't know he seems ok to me." Ken couldn't hide his smile. It was flattering to have a man of Night's beauty looking at him. He was surprised that Night didn't seem to be the least bit interested in Aya. Everyone seemed to notice Aya, and seldom looked at him, but Night had noticed him.

"He could be the killer." Aya said while his hand tightened around the steering wheel. "Don't lose sight of that Ken. He might seem charming, but this is a mission." The rest of the trip home was spent in silence.

000

Ken flushed as he made eye contact with Aya across the club. Aya was rubbing his hands up and down his well oiled chest as he looked at Ken with hunger. He gulped and looked down at a few of the men that were dancing around his platform. He felt ridiculous and sexy at the same time wearing his blue short shorts. It had been a week since Aya and he had started the job.

He had to admit that he was actually enjoying the dancing compared to the flower shop. Poor Youji was in charge of the flower shop, while Omi was juggling school and the prep work for this mission. Ken was glad to have the easier part of the mission. He had tried talking and listening to a few of the other go-go dancers, but he still had no information on any of the male dancers who had been murdered. Aya wasn't doing much better as far as Ken could tell. He jumped when he felt a hand running up his leg.

"You can go home now, Ken." Night said smiling up at him and rubbing his calf.

"Ok" Ken jumped off the platform and walked towards the dressing room. When he walked in he noticed Aya was already dressed and impatiently tapping his fingers on the counter.

"Hurry up. It's late." Aya sneered at Ken. Ken didn't respond to him, but instead went silently to his pile of clothing.

"You sure seem to be enjoying this mission Ken. Is it because you like having people watch you, or is it because you're gay?" Ken whirled around and pushed Aya against the wall.

"Shut up, you asshole. Man, you don't say much, but when you do it is always cruel." Ken shouted then leaned in and kissed Aya hard. Aya struggled at first, but then gave into the heated kiss. Ken began to grind against Aya moaning and panting. He pulled away abruptly leaving Aya breathless. "Does that answer your question, Aya?" Ken turned around taking off his shorts and pulling on his clothes.

"I'll be out in the car." Aya whispered softly and left. After Ken finally calmed down he headed out to Aya's car. They road home in silence neither talking or looking at each other.

000

When Ken woke up in the morning Omi was the only person there. He smiled brightly at Ken.

"Hey Ken, Youji's working the shop and Aya went to go visit his sister at the hospital. Well, he didn't say where he was going, but I assumed it was to see his sister," Omi sighed.

"Oh," Ken said. As if he cared what Aya was doing, he thought as he ate a banana.

"So, I was thinking you and I could do something today. With this mission I haven't gotten to see much of you Ken."

"Sounds great, what do you want to do?" Ken was touched Omi had actually missed him. He had secretly been missing Omi as well.

"I thought we could play soccer together or maybe you could teach me how to play," Omi blushed.

"I'm sure you'll be a natural, Omi," Ken smiled. He could tell that Omi wasn't really interested in soccer, but he was doing it for him.

They had managed to find a field that was empty. Ken showed Omi a few techniques and Omi tried to carry them out to the best of his abilities. After an hour of kicking the ball around both boys crashed under a tree.

"I've missed you, Ken. Promise me we'll never be like you and Aya." Omi said as he snuggled up next to Ken. He put his arms around Omi since there was no one around.

"I promise that there is nothing that could ever turn our relationship into anything that would resemble the cold relationship Aya and I have," Ken said bitterly.

"You want him to like you. I can tell by the way you look at him." Omi said as he ran a hand up Kens chest.

"No I don't!"

"Yes, you do. Don't try denying it. I can tell your attracted to him. Not that I blame you; I guess I am too. He's so untouchable," Omi sighed. He leaned in and kissed Ken on the lips. Ken pulled away. He was surprised. Omi never showed any physical affection except after missions.

"Omi, someone might see us."

"I don't see anyone around, but you're right, we shouldn't chance it. Besides this mission will be over soon. Oh, Ken, the things I plan to do to you after it's over." Omi moaned into Ken's ear.

"It's been too long, hasn't it? But we should wait." Ken said with disappointment as he helped Omi off the ground. They made their way back home chatting about soccer and Omi's classes.

TBC

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