Author's Note: Well I have decided to start a new story, this idea just sort of popped into my head and I needed to get it out. I am not sure if I am going to continue or not, depends on what people think of the idea.

This currently written from Duo's perspective, though I am not sure if I would keep going this way or change to third person.

I tried to make the first chapter more of a background of the house and what goes on there. I figure that way it will be easier to understand what goes on later in the story, if I continue it.

This is most likely going to be a 1x2 thing… DuoxHeero or whatever you want to call it. But we will see.

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing

Warnings: I am going to put this under R because the idea of The House isn't very innocent and I know if I am going to continue this, it is going to get hot and heavy within the next chapter. In this chapter just some foul language and stuff.

The House was a nice place to be… well, for some people. It was definitely kept clean and was constantly getting remodelled and fixed. There was no doubt that is met every client's needs and even the people that worked there enjoyed it.

Let me explain a bit further what this 'house' is, it is the place where I work. The name it goes by is The House, but it is short for The Whorehouse. Yeah, I work in a whore house, what of it? I make probably twice as much in a day as you do in a month. And hey, at least I am not working the streets. This place is classy, most people don't even realize it is a whorehouse until they talk to the receptionists.

On the outside, The House resembles a small hotel; in fact it is a hotel that was remodelled for our purposes. It stands five stories high and has one of those fancy walkways with the covers over them to keep clients from the rain. 'The House' is printed in white fancy letters all over it and the entrance's glass doors. Heh, there is even a butler at the door, but that is sort of understandable; we do get a lot of business here sometimes.

The interior still holds the class that is to be expected. Marble floors cover the lobby, the colour being that typical beige-ish colour ( I hate beige ) that seems to be so popular. Thank god for the few carpets that are near the from desk and sitting areas and the golden elevator doors. As I said, it really resembled a hotel. The whole place was lit with chandeliers, fireplaces and expensive lamps on tables. On special nights, candles could be found littered around, but that didn't happen often. In each little sitting area, there are about six of them, there are two love seats and a coffee table. Next to the table there is a magazine rack filled with any magazine imaginable. On top of the table there is a book, like a catalogue of every man and the few women who work in the building and a little bit about them. Also there is a menu with which clients can order drinks or fancy appetizers made fresh right when you order.

On the opposite side of the lobby from the doors is the reception desk. It is made of marble as well, though black to contrast the floor I suppose. Only the heads of the two receptionists can be seen from the lobby entrance. Of course, the males usually working the desk are always hot ( well, at least in my mind ). Well… how else are they going to bring any people in?

Suppose this is a good time to mention most of the people working here are males, save six or so females. Ages range from 18 (must be legal… or at least close enough) to, I don't know, I'd say 36? Who knows. But what is probably more surprising is that most of our clients are men as well. Not all of them are necessarily gay, but through the years I've learned straight men like to experiment sometimes… and on more than one occasion. I know my boss ( the owner ) didn't really think this idea would fly in the beginning, but he was glad when it did. Sure, it took a while for people to finally come out of their shells and step inside the door, but our privacy and confidentiality statements usually put people's minds at ease.

Sure, we do get women in every once in a while, but they are more the kinky types. The ones who like to participate in threesomes with two guys, secretly having a gay men fetish. I don't blame them, though, gay men are hot. We also get in groups, like bachelor parties or the bride's thing, also 18th birthday parties and other little celebrations; those are always fun.

The way The House is set up is there are two type of appointments, or 'meetings', or whatever word tickles your fancy. One is the 'quickie' and the other is, well, the book-in advance type of appointment. To briefly explain both, a quickie is the type of appointment that can be made on the spot. Though, with quickies options are usually restricted. Normally, you can choose a room, an employee, the props, a theme, whatever. But with a quickie, you get whatever room is available, and same with the employee. Props usually aren't used, but there have been exceptions. Quickies usually only last about half an hour max but anything is possible during that time. To contrast the quickie, there are longer, arranged appointments that involve more planning. With the appointments, the client can choose a date and time for the meeting and can choose their employee ( if they are available ). There is also a choice of room, some fancy, some not, as well as themes to which we also have theme rooms. Themes involve role-playing, props and a special room. Some popular themes are doctor, dominatrix/bondage/SM stuff, schoolgirl/boy, and pirates. Though, some people have weird fetishes and chose weird themes, like zombies. Who the hell wants to fuck a zombie?

Anyway, Really, this place isn't so bad, we are careful about the employees' ( the whores' ) safety and health. Clients must wear condoms during intercourse and oral sex, unless a doctor has given written consent that the client is free of STD's or whatever. Also us clients get checked nearly every two weeks. Sure, it is a bitch, but it is necessary.

Well, suppose that is all I need to say about The House, so why not come by and visit sometime? We'd love to have you.

R&R please.