Pretty Man
"I still find it strange that you and Megumi are related." Misao voiced as she leaned against the bathtub while scooping water over the body leaning against her at this very moment.
"Aa…"
"And the fact that she is my friend too. I mean, how small is this world."
"Aa…"
"I wonder what my close friends would think if I said I was sexually active with a gigolo. They'd probably be completely disgusted and would pity me."
"Aa…" At the third repetitive answer Misao scrunched her eyebrows as she sat up a bit to look down at the tall man slumped against her.
"Aoshi, are you listening to a word I'm saying?" Misao's voice grew annoyed as she awaited his answer.
"Aa…" Shaking her head Misao sat up properly in the bubbled water and clenched her hands onto Aoshi's shoulders as she pushed him hard under the water. It wasn't long before he came up spluttering and with bubble residue rushing down his face and chest. Half turning to the now scowling young woman Aoshi began to wipe himself off of bubbles before finally joining the conversation.
"Is something wrong Misao?"
"Of course there is! You aren't listening to a word I have said for the last five minutes!" Misao snapped her mouth shut when she heard a small chuckle escape the man bathing with her. "Oh and what's so funny?" Misao gasped in surprise as with quick movements Aoshi had fully turned around to face her and leaned forward to catch her under the armpits and pull her into him as he held her lightly against his warm smooth skin.
"Let me give you a scenario Misao-sama." Aoshi quirked his lips as she growled lightly at the 'sama' but all was forgotten as he lifted her up to straddle his thighs properly and never once took his smouldering eyes from hers.
"I'm in a bath, leaning against a pretty woman who by the way is very naked and one cannot help but notice and feel that their back is being tightly pressed to supple breasts while trying not to pay attention to the hand that is casually stroking their chest. Now Misao-sama what man in their right mind could answer any questions when seriously all they are thinking about is wishing to jump the very woman right in the bath." Misao flushed at his words before her lips were captured in a sensual kiss. Misao half responded as she was still rolling his perverted explanation around in her mind. Finally resting her palms against Aoshi's chest Misao pushed on it lightly so she could break the heated kiss.
"Do all men have to think of sex?" Misao watched the perplexed look quickly cross over Aoshi's face before he turned those hazy eyes back to her.
"In my ex-profession very much so and in a gigolo it really depends on the customer."
"Is that right?"
"Aa, after all you have absolutely no idea what I want to do with you right now." Watching those once pale cheeks flush red made Aoshi quirk his lips into a satisfied smirk. Misao felt herself being detached from the gorgeous naked man as he stood up once more and exited the bath.
"Lets go Misao-sama."
"G-Go? Go where?" Misao muttered from the tub trying to get her blood pressure down.
"Shopping of course. It's my turn to take you out."
"O-Oh…" Ocean blue orbs widened as Aoshi shuffled back over to the tub in a robe once more and lifted her easily up and into his embrace. Misao's legs instantly locked around his waist.
"Why Misao-sama, were you thinking perverted thoughts just now?" Scowling at his words Misao ducked her head away from mock-surprised eyes and rested her chin against Aoshi's shoulder. Not deciding to tease her any longer Aoshi left the bathroom with Misao still within his arms as he carried her shivering body towards the bedroom.
"You know you could have dried me off…" Misao muttered before feeling her back press against the mattress and a heavy body lean over her own. She opened her eyes to see the tilted face of Aoshi quietly looking down at her.
"I could have, but then I wouldn't be able to just wipe you dry with my robe."
"What do you me-…OHHHHHH!" Misao moaned out as the material of the robe and Aoshi's hand fluttered down to her chest.
"Tell me…something?" Misao gasped as she arched her back to encourage the massage that was currently happening.
"Aa…?" Aoshi murmured while nibbling lightly at Misao's pearly neck.
"Am I…a…a…woman…you'd…naturally…go for?" Aoshi lifted up at Misao's stuttering question and stopped groping. Blue eyes snapped open to gaze up at him as Aoshi lifted his hand to brush fingers down her cheek.
"No…you're not." Misao wanted Aoshi to elaborate on that but his lips occupied her own as he sent her into another shaking frenzy. Slender legs dropped from around Aoshi's waist as he rolled off of the panting Misao.
"I don't know why I'm with you either Misao, but there is something about you that has drawn me to you. And you get bonus points for being quite the responsive woman too." Aoshi got a light smack on his chest for that comment and watched as Misao sat up to look down at his lightly smiling form.
"You should smile more often."
"Why?"
"Because you look beautiful doing it."
"Shouldn't it be handsome?" Aoshi questioned with an eyebrow raised.
"I don't think its wrong to refer to a man as being beautiful, because in truth that's what you are to me. We met so suddenly and you'll leave suddenly too, but I will always have memories and my memories of you will be beautiful." Aoshi had no idea what to say to that, but observed Misao's lips slowly descend to his before she caught something else within her grasp and he let out a choked groan.
"Now should I repay you?" Aoshi couldn't help the shiver that raked his body as he quickly sat up on the bed and wrapped Misao in a tight embrace, his head burrowing into her scented hair.
"A-Aoshi, is something wrong?" Misao was shocked by the sudden display of emotion that had shot through the man currently holding her like a lifeline. She had quickly stopped her small stroking and threw her arms around his shoulders, one hand around his neck while the other glided slender fingers through the soft strands of his hair.
"Iie…" Came the muffled reply and although Misao was not happy with that as an answer she thought it best to change the subject.
"Aoshi…I…"
"Will you allow me to take you out tonight?" Aoshi interrupted whatever it was Misao was going to say and finally pulled away from her.
"Where are we going?"
"How about I show you a couple of places I like to visit." At the small frown on Misao's face Aoshi leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her forehead.
"Don't panic Misao, it won't be some brothel or anything."
"Okay, so when do we go?" Misao watched as Aoshi got off the bed and undid the robe, large ocean blue eyes watching it flutter to the floor before observing as Aoshi stepped into some boxer briefs and then into his customary black leather pants. "I don't think I qualify in the dress department for wherever we are going tonight." Misao muttered while she moved to the other side of the room to place on a lilac set of lingerie.
"Just put something on that's easy to get off because we'll be heading to a store to get you suitable clothing for where we are going tonight."
"I don't know if I like the sound of this…" Misao muttered as she stepped into a long black skirt and then turned around to get a nice view of Aoshi's shapely buttocks in leather as he was bent over sifting through some bags looking for a shirt. While Misao continued to eye him she placed on a red button down shirt that fell to her hips. Her eyes widened slightly when she watched him pull out a leather shirt to match his pants and buttoned up three of the buttons. One was left open to reveal part of his hard abdomen muscles while the top two were left open to reveal his chest.
"I did your shopping spree, now you can at least buy something from this store. So shall we go?" Aoshi questioned but never did wait for an answer as he placed his hand at the small of Misao's back and guided her out of the bedroom and towards the strap shoes that lay in the lounge room.
"Do you need to bring anything?"
"Well a purse would be nice."
"Bad idea in this area. If you want to bring any credit cards just give them to me and I'll hold onto them. We are heading, well to the slums of Tokyo really."
"Oh great…" Misao muttered non-to pleased at the idea as she was ushered out of the penthouse and towards the lifts.
Xx Outside Hiko Royal Suites xX
"Why are we waving down a taxi? I'm sure that Yahiko-san can take us anywhere we want."
"Believe me Misao, you don't want anyone knowing where we are going." Misao bit her bottom lip lightly as Aoshi finally got a cab and opened the door ushering her inside. He sat in the back with her and mumbled an address Misao hadn't even heard of to the driver.
Xx Down a back alley xX
"Are you sure you know where we are?" Misao whispered to Aoshi while glancing down at the ground trying to not step in any garbage. Aoshi was holding her hand, helping to guide her, but stopped when he heard her squeak and clutch his arm.
"What's wrong now?"
"I think I saw a rat!"
"Misao we are in an alley remember?" She fumed up at the quietly chuckling man and then sighed as he picked her up bridal style and kept walking to the door with the bright pink flashing sign.
"We are going in there?" Misao whispered while secretly liking the fact that he was carrying her.
"Aa…" Aoshi placed his back against the door and pushed on it as it swung open. A small bell chimed as Aoshi placed Misao back on her feet. It wasn't long before a curtain moved as a woman in her early thirties came out into the main area of the shop and smiled at the man.
"Ah Shinomori-san, it has been some time." She came over giving the silent man a quick hug before pulling away to stare questioningly at Misao.
"I see you have scored yourself a fine little woman ne Shinomori-san?" She cackled lightly at the flush rushing to Misao's cheeks, but Aoshi cleared his throat and then introduced them.
"Sae-san, this is Maki." Ocean blue eyes roamed to green-grey as Aoshi winked at her before they were pushed through the curtains and headed down the hallway. "She requires some alternate clothing. Can you help?" Aoshi spoke as he stopped at another door.
"You came to the right place Shinomori-san." Pushing the door open, Misao's eyes grew wide at the range of "alternate" clothing as Aoshi had called it. The place was lined with leather. Shirts, skirts, trousers, tube tops, you name it, it was in this store.
"Take your time and you know where the change room is." The two of them were left alone as Aoshi sifted through a rack that held leather trench coats.
"Alternate clothing huh?" Misao grumbled while moving a hand over some vests.
"Natural to me, alternate to you. Just pick something and try it on. You never know you might like it."
"Fine, so where is the change room?"
"Right here my dear." Aoshi remarked as he turned to face Misao and pointed out the entire room. She scowled lightly, but watched the six-foot tall man cross his arms over his chest and making the leather shirt he wore rise slightly.
"You can't seriously be shy Misao. It's not like I haven't seen you before." While Aoshi held a small grin he watched as Misao checked for sizes and then pulled off a leather mini dress. While Aoshi silently watched, absently thinking that this was his first strip show, he then quietly moved over to Misao who was having trouble doing up the zip. His warm hands fluttered down her spine before pulling up the zip.
"It looks very good." Aoshi purred into Misao's ear making her shiver before she turned around to give him the full view of the outfit.
"This is just the first of many I can choose from. Don't think that you'll be seeing me in this!" Aoshi frowned at her words while pulling her closer, the sound of leather against leather was quite erotic.
"Oh and why not my dear?"
"Cause if I bend over everyone would see my butt that's why!"
"Not if I'm right behind you." Misao shuddered lightly before pulling away.
"You just get back to your trench coats and don't bother me."
"You are no fun at all." Aoshi remarked before swatting Misao's butt and then walking off.
Xx Fifteen Minutes Later xX
"I've got it!" Misao chimed happily. Aoshi held a trench coat in his arms, but it immediately dropped to the floor as one leather clad slender leg shyly moved out from the clothes rake that was blocking Aoshi from seeing her fully. It slid sensually up and down some other leather, but it wasn't long before the rest of Misao joined it. She was dressed in her strap shoes, tight leather pants and a tube top which showed off her mid section to all those who would appreciate it, namely Aoshi.
"So the verdict is?" Ocean blue eyes sparkled as she stared into Aoshi's face and noticed the parted lips, but what was more noticeable was his tongue moving over his bottom lip. Misao really wanted to know what he was thinking now.
"Something's missing." Aoshi remarked quickly as he shook off his stunned behaviour and then moved to a cupboard in the far back corner and pulled something out. He headed towards her, making Misao slightly nervous as he held the objet behind his back before clasping it around her neck. When Misao glanced in the mirror she had to do a double take. Her entire outfit was leather and the choker held a fake diamond in the middle of it to give her dark outfit some colour.
"One more thing." Aoshi held up another fake diamond and bent down, Misao looking down at him as he kneeled before her and fixed the stone into her belly button. She shuddered as Aoshi placed a kiss over it, warm wet lips caressing her suddenly cold skin and then he crawled up her form to tower over her, but captured her lips in yet another passionate kiss.
"Now you're ready to party." Aoshi mumbled against Misao's plum coloured lips and then pulled away as he picked up the trench coat and headed out of the door and back down the hallway from where they had originally come from.
"Wow, what a change Maki-san."
"Um, thanks…" Misao placed on an awkward smile before watching Aoshi sign something and then they were out the door. Once more Aoshi picked up the willing Misao and carried her back into the brightly-lit street.
"Aoshi, why did you introduce me as Maki?"
"Do you want people like that knowing your real name?"
"Well, okay I get where you're going with this." Misao muttered before steadying herself back on her feet and straightening her tube top. Clasping her hand with Aoshi's he headed down the street with her in step with him.
"Oh, before we head inside if you hear anyone call me 'Stud' just go along with it."
"Stud?" Misao questioned with a light smile on her lips. She could think of better names then that.
"I used to wear one of those studded dog collar's when I first started in this business so it stuck with me."
"Alright, Stud…" Misao huskily voiced while moving her right hand over his buttocks.
"Now your just getting kinky…and I can't exactly repay you back in that trash pile as that would be too harsh of me." Misao poked her tongue out as they headed into a nightclub. She eyed the people waiting to get inside and finally realised why Aoshi had placed her in leather. Everyone was wearing it and this included the scantly clad waitresses.
"Yo Kuro, two tequila shots straight up."
"You got it Stud." Misao couldn't help but laugh lightly at hearing a guy voicing that to Aoshi, but coughed lightly as green-grey eyes were narrowed in her direction. She placed on an innocent look before taking one of the shots and downing it in seconds. Aoshi followed suit before placing down the glass.
"Kuro, where's Enishi at?"
"Upstairs…" Kuro yelled and Aoshi turned to see the familiar white suited Enishi upstairs and surrounded by women.
"Watch over her for me." Aoshi received a nod from Kuro. "Stay here." Aoshi remarked and Misao reluctantly let go of his hand as she watched him take the stairs two at a time, making his way to the second floor of the club.
"Want another Miss?"
"Sure and the name's Maki." Misao remarked and then sat at the bar downing another tequila shot. This one burned her throat more then the first and she coughed lightly.
"Not used to them huh?" Misao shrugged as she pointed for another shot and did it all over again. Kuro the bartender just shook his head.
# Upstairs #
Aoshi rounded the staircase and what he saw made his blood boil. There was Enishi snorting up some 'powder' from the drinks' table.
"You fucking bastard!" Aoshi yelled in a not so Aoshi way and in seconds he had gripped Enishi by his clothing and placed him half over the railing.
"Oi chill out man!" Another one of Enishi's useless and drugged fucked friends voiced as he pulled Aoshi away from Enishi whom then straightened himself out.
"Is this what my fucking money paid for? Our rent money went to fucking drugs!" Aoshi balled up his fist and slammed it straight into Enishi's face.
"Hey man I just needed a pick me up! Fucking Kanryuu was all over me yesterday about rent and…"
"That's why I gave you the money Enishi. To pay the prick and get him off your back!" Aoshi took a deep breath as he tried to calm himself as he once more headed for the silver-white haired man leaning against the railing. Once more Aoshi fisted his hands into Enishi's clothing but only bowed his head.
"You said you were giving that shit up."
"What can I say, I'm hopeless at giving up something I depend upon."
"Enishi…"
"Shut up Aoshi, I don't need this shit from you!" Turquoise eyes flashed as Enishi pushed Aoshi away from himself.
"I'm your friend." Aoshi remarked as his eyes narrowed at the dazed look in Enishi's eyes. The drugs were kicking in.
"What the hell are you doing here Aoshi?"
"I came to see how you were doing."
"What the fuck for? I'm a big boy; I don't need your help. And furthermore you should have never gotten into this line of work. You can't hack it anymore can you? I knew you were not cut out for this."
"What?"
"Did you fuck her?" Silence between them filled the air while loud music blasted through the nightclub from below.
"That does not concern you." Aoshi grounded out through gritted teeth.
"You did didn't you? Shit she must be good if you're sticking around for longer then a few hours. Do you even realise what you've done?" Aoshi continued to glare at his friend, who was walking towards him and swaying slightly.
"You broke your rule and turned her into a slut." Aoshi's fist once more cracked over Enishi's face as he smacked him to the ground.
"She is not a slut!" Aoshi defended Misao who had no idea what was happening upstairs as she was talking to the bartender.
"Just look at yourself Aoshi, you got it bad for her. Face the facts pal, when your little stint with her is over, can you really go back to other women."
"Of course!" Aoshi remarked while watching Enishi rise to his feet. He wiped blood from his lip and was now gaining a black eye.
"Just look at yourself Aoshi, you're fucking pathetic." With that Enishi was helped by his women as they headed downstairs and towards some back rooms.
Aoshi remained upstairs, wiping the blood on his knuckles against his leather pants before leaning over the railing to see Misao. She had turned on the stool to look up at where he was heading and glanced straight into his semi hidden eyes. Her cheeks were flushed from the alcohol, but she wasn't drunk as she stood from the stool and waited for Aoshi to come down. He did just that and waltzed straight towards her and pulled her out of the club.
"Aoshi what's the matter?"
"I should have never brought you here." He remarked before flagging a cab down instantly and pushed Misao inside. Giving the driver their destination Aoshi remained silent and continuously stared out the window with narrowed eyes while ocean blue orbs were focused on his turned form.
Xx Hiko Royal Suites – Penthouse xX
"Aoshi what is going on? What happened up there? Will you just stop pacing the floor and tell me?" Misao remarked worriedly as she sat on the bed watching Aoshi curse to himself. Her throat clogged up and her eyes grew wide when feral eyes turned in her direction and before Misao could do anything Aoshi ravished her.
"W-wait…Aoshi…I…ARGH!" Misao shrieked out as before she knew it he was inside her once more. Tears sprung to her eyes at the dry connection between them. It wasn't long before Aoshi froze above Misao, his cheek against hers and felt the dampness of it. Quickly rolling off of Misao and far away from her as he now sat on the ground (while adjusting himself back into his boxer briefs and leather pants) he slumped forward and placed his head in his hands.
"Fucking pathetic…" Aoshi remarked quietly to himself while Misao lay curled on the bed and turned away from him. His heart began to ache at the choked sounds she was making as Misao desperately tried to hold in her sobs but couldn't.
"What have I done?" Aoshi muttered before getting up and leaving the bedroom in a mad hurry to head for the bathroom and slammed the door closed behind him. He crumbled to the floor near the toilet bowl and promptly vomited.
Xx To be continued xX
