The first night I uploaded this chapter I got three reviews. Which is great, but lets keep them coming. I deleted the story when I saw the reviews be accident but I brought it back. I uploaded two of the same for some reason, I don't know why. But it's back. One thing that shocked me was the reviews itself. I thought it wasn't up to par with some of the stories I read, so thank you guys so much for review. You don't know how much I was smiling when I got them. Even the author of "Torn" reviewed my story! I was shocked! I freaking love your story! So now I'm all inspired and stuff and I'm going to update and make a new chapter. So here you go!!

Disclaimer: You know I don't own Yu-GI-Oh..if I did I'd be a very rich girl right now. I don't own anything. But I did make up the clubs name. That is probably the only thing that is mine. Sadly.

Some backround information:

Anzu: 18

Seto: 19 (In this story, he doesn't live with Mokuba. Mokuba lives in Japan finishing up his school, but does visit every weekend. Their rich so they can afford it. Mokuba is around 14. I'm not sure how many years apart they are so I'm just going to guess. Tell me what age he would really be, and I'll change it.)

Lorena: 20

Brandon: 40

The "gang" : same age as Anzu, 18.

Rebecca: let's make her 16. (I don't know her age either. Please tell me!)

Mai: 24

And I guess that's it for now.. On with the story!!!

Chapter two: Tokyo Princess

After the incident with Kaiba, Anzu bitterly rode the bus with the driver leering at her every now and then.

'Stupid Kaiba' Her coat was completely wet now that the snow melted. Even after a year, he's an asshole. 'Maybe maturity takes a lot more than year.'

When he stopped, he turned around and smiled at her. A smile that showed his yellow crooked teeth.

"Is this where you're headed?" He glanced over across the street towards the pink neon sign that said 'Tokyo Princess' Not answering him, she walked out the bus. "Little bitch." She heard him mutter. One thing she really hated was that every Thursday, that man was the driver of the bus and every Thursday he would ask her the same stupid question. Didn't he get a clue? He freaked her out. All the other days, a sweet old lady drove the bus, but also lectured her about the danger in buses. She'd take the nagging old lady over the creepy fat driver any day of the week. When she entered the empty club, one of her coworkers, Lorena, dragged her by the arm into the dressing room.

"You are so late! Brandon has you on the cages again, but some important business guys are coming here so you're going to be in the private room. So let's hurry up and get your makeup done. Tonight you're going to be a geisha. It's supposed to be like a traditional clubbed up tea house. Except we're serving beer instead of tea." While Lorena ranted, she took of Anzu's coat and started placing a black geisha wig on her head. Because of Lorena's anxious movements, Anzu thought some of her hair was pulled out. "Why is your coat all wet?"

"Ow. This asshole drove by me and got snow all over me. Hey, what are you going to be doing?" She asked as Lorena sat Anzu down and started putting black eyeliner on her.

"Close your eyes. I'm going to be serving the drinks and dancing for them. Hell, maybe I'll dance with them. I heard they were going to be hot as hell. I'm going to ask Brandon if he'll let you come out every once and a while to serve them drinks. Open your eyes now. No, not like that. Good." Nervous now that her boss chose her to dance for a couple of business men, she tried to calm down by inhaling and exhaling.

"What the hell are you doing? You're going to be fine. I've done this plenty of times. Sometimes they tip you! Depending on how rich the guy is, though. I just want you to be with me so that we both could have some fucking fun!" Lorena jumped up and ran towards the closet behind them to get the geisha outfit for Anzu. When really important people come, they pull out the more expensive, more elaborate costumes . The one Lorena picked out for Anzu was a gray tube top with an Obi going across her breasts making her breast pop out, and long white sleeves with pink sakura blossoms printed on them that tie up on her upper arms. Usually they don't stay up, so Lorena would have to use double stick tape to keep them up. The bottoms were a tiny, barely showing her butt navy blue skirt. On the sides of the skirt was little sakura blossoms. For shoes, she would wear knee high flat white boots. The wig was a black with blue streaked geisha wig. On top of the wig was Japanese hair ornaments. Her makeup consisted of dark red lipstick, black eyeliner, and blush. A fan would cover her face at all times because her dance character was a coy geisha. Finishing Anzu's makeup with a squeal, Lorena examined her face closely to see if she did a good job on Anzu.

If her friends would have seen her now, they would have definitely thought she was some sort of stripper. The reason why Tokyo Princess was popular was because it had the elements of a strip clubs and a normal dance club. The only difference between this club and a strip club is that the dancers do not strip. However, for a hefty price one could rent one of the private rooms and if the dancer is willing, she or he could strip. Only a selected few were actual strippers. Anzu would strictly stick to being a club dancer. Lorena on the other hand, was always in one of the private rooms. Sweet Lorena. A half Puerto Rican, half black who always wanted to have fun. She lived down the street from Anzu, and had second job at a restaurant called "Papa Fritos". In the mornings she would work in the restaurant and at night she would dance. When she slept, she didn't know. But Lorena always looked perky and ready to have shit loads of fun.

Lorena was beautiful, and was not afraid to show it. She was about 5'8, slim with long natural blond hair that ran down her back. With an all year tan, she had bright hazel eyes that sometimes turned green, depending on what she wore. All in all, she looked like some exotic goddess which was one of the reason why Lorena was always working every night; the men loved her. For someone who was twenty years old, she would sometimes act like she was a sixteen year old mischievous girl.

"Ah! You look so damn sexy! These men will be fighting over you. Just remember to keep the fan on you at all times, so you'll look mysterious!" She left the dressing room ready in her own geisha outfit to an unknown destination. Anzu looked at herself in the mirror. Lorena's outfit and hers were exactly thr same except for that fact that Lorena had shorts on. Anzu hated dancing in a skirt, luckily she had boy shorts underneath the mini skirt.

"If any of those men touch me, I'll kill them." Sighing, she turned around and went into the private room where the business men were going to be. Brandon, her forty year old boss, called her over from the bar right before she opened the door to one of the four private rooms for VIP guests.

"Are you okay now?" Anzu knew that Lorena made some excuse for being so late, so she just nodded hoping he wouldn't ask her anything. "Great. Remember, dance your best. Lorena wanted me to put you with her as a drink server. After you dance for two hours, you can serve drinks for another two hours, then go back to the cages, okay?" Once again, she nodded. Lorena opened the door, scaring Anzu, and smiled sheepishly, pulling her into the room.

In each of these privates rooms held a large table and pillow around it. It did not have chairs, so everyone sat on the floors. The rooms were big with three long tables on each wall except where the door was. In the middle of the room was a large gold bird cage with a sitting stool. Sometimes they sitting stool was there, sometimes it wasn't. It all depended on the dancer, Anzu didn't want a sitting stool. The walls were painted gold, and the tables were dark brown with gold sides. The pillows were also gold. Next to the door was a large plasma TV with a karaoke machine and DV player and a Xbox. The floor was all white and black marble, with oriental rugs under each of the tables. Paintings of geishas and samurai warriors were all over, as were statues of geishas. There were no windows in the room, and the door was locked at all times just in case any tabloid reporters came. The room itself was meant to be for private people who wanted to have a very good time, but not be disturbed. How much it was to rent the room for a night, she didn't even want to know. All she knew was that it was expensive and it was a dream to be able to dance in this room. The tips were very gracious, and so was she. She never thought she'd have an opportunity to be in this room one night.

"They should be coming around eleven. For now, you're going to help me set up the drinks. We got to get them drunk as hell so that they can pay us extra. If you want to drink too, you can. Brandon doesn't care. I do it all the time and I'm only twenty."

"Get the most expensive drinks in the bar from Brandon. We only got an hour or so before they come, so hurry up." Her wig was so heavy, she held the sides of her head and walked out to the bar.

"Brandon, can you get me the drinks for the business men?" A couple of people already arrived at the club and the music, lights, and smoke were ready for a long night of dancing.

"Yea. I'll bring it, you just help Lorena get ready." Brandon yelled over the music, holding a case of what appeared to be the expensive drinks that not even regulars got to drink. Still holding the sides of her head, she nodded and went back to the room. Half an hour later, Anzu and Lorena had everything set up for the business men.

"Okay, girls. Showtime. They came a little early than expected, but we're in the clear, right?" Pouring a bottle of Chardonnay, into a sake cup, Lorena bowed her head and giggled.

"Ready as a geisha." She replied quietly. Laughing at Lorena's antics, Anzu went to the middle of the room where her cage was waiting for her. While they were setting up, Anzu took a couple shots of God knows what. Seeing how nervous Anzu was, Lorena thought it might be a good idea to loosen her up with her 'special' drinks. The first couple of times in the hour they set up Anzu refused the drinks, but as she started realizing that these men were in fact coming, she started getting more nervous. Giving in to Lorena's endless pleads to calm down, she downed a couple of drinks.

'Okay, Showtime.' She thought as she pulled the fan close to her face so that no one saw anything below her eyes.

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Who are the business men? (don't act like you don't know) Will Anzu choke? Will she dance all right? I guess you'll have to find out in the next chapter! No action for now. But like I said before, it will be slow for the next couple of chapters; I need to introduce people, develop relationships wink, and have more interactions between people. Next chapter will be interesting, and it might have some Seto/Anzu interactions. Thank you so much for who ever reviewed. Please continue doing so, it is greatly appreciated! As far as errors go, I'm not perfect so if you see any, please do correct me. I'll eventually learn.