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House of the Rising Sun
Chapter 5: The GirlfriendNow, if the whore had known about Haru's troubles, he might have shut the hell up. But he had no idea. And it's not like Haru's troubles were too bad yet. His mom was just a little pissed off, that was all. The real trouble came when he found Rin in his house. With his mother. And she didn't look too happy.
"Rin," He blinked helplessly, when he saw her. "What--are you...?"
"Well. You see." The girl spoke to him tersely, not caring that his mother was there, at all. "Things didn't work out with my friend from work. And I missed you a lot." Akito frowned a little. "So I came to talk to you. But of course, you're not here. You're off, working. Working at a whorehouse. No less."
"Well, yeah." Haru nodded, shooting his mother an odd look. "But, it's not like I'm a whore there. Just security." He honestly didn't see what was so bad about it.
"Maybe, but--" She knew his well enough. "You can't honestly tell me, you've worked there all that time without doing one of the whores." And she meant the time while they were going out; she pointed this out as well. Haru eyed her coolly for a few moments. SHE'D broken up with HIM, and now she was upset over his job?
"Can we talk about this alone?" He requested after a few moments of silence. Rin was feeling oddly justified to be annoyed. She'd given him honesty, and had really expected the same in return. Anyways, Shigure wasn't even there, he'd left as soon as Rin showed up, and now Akito decided she could let the two of them be alone.
"Rin," Haru started, once his mother was gone. "You broke up with me. Did you honestly expect me to just stand there and wait, in case you MIGHT come back?" Really!
"Is that what I said?" She retorted.
"Well then what's the problem?" He asked. "It's not like you weren't sleeping with whoever you left me for, while this was going on."
"That's it exactly! I didn't!" Rin stared at him. "I came and told you! For some amazingly odd reason I was almost expecting a similar courtesy!"
"Oh, yeah," Haru rolled his eyes at her, getting more and more angry by the second. "That's REAL likely. I was just going to go up to you and say, 'Oh, by the way, Rin, the owner of the House of the Rising Sun is going to give me a couple of freebees for keeping my dad out, and I thought I'd take him up on it!' Yeah, that's REALLY likely!" Rin spluttered at him. She made a halfhearted attempt to explain the fact that he'd taken up those fucks was part of the problem to begin with.
"What are you so pissed about, anyway?" Haru demanded, his eyes smoldering indignantly. "You're the one who just got bored and walked off!"
"Haru!" She looked at him with mild disgust. "We didn't see each other even once for a good three months. That's not just getting bored." Rin frowned a little. "And while I'm here, dealing with your mother, waiting for you to come home since no one knows where you work! You're off playing with a bunch of whores!"
"Nnn, only one, and just on Tuesdays." Haru brushed that off a bit. "But, that's not the point."
She gave him an exasperated look before shaking her head and getting up to leave. "Then have fun with your whores." She muttered. Great. She'd been pretty much fucking cuckolded by a whore.
"Glad you're so decisive." Haru rolled his eyes, turning to go to his own room. "Bitch," He added under his breath, in a grumble of high irritation. Poor thing! All he had left was his whore. At least the red head was consistent in his unfaithfulness.
Well, actually, it was the same position he'd been in half an hour ago. But, we can ignore that. Either way, he was pissy, again, when he went into work the next day. He still wasn't sure why his mother had felt the need to tell his ex girlfriend where he worked.
When posed with this question Akito gave him a withering look. "Because I don't like her." She hadn't wanted her son getting back together with the girl!
"But she bitched at me more than you did." Haru pointed out in bemusement. Was this concept of NOT getting Haru in deep shit with women something new and foreign?
"And now she's never going to came back." Akito hummed a little bit. She liked the sound of that. "Or least, I certainly hope so."
"No, I think that's a pretty safe assumption." Haru confirmed, not sure if he liked how pleased his mother was about this.
"I think that's a good thing." His mother mused idly.
"Whatever." Haru shrugged a bit with a small sigh. His shift was technically over, but he had an odd desire to go see Kyo. He hadn't seen much of him that day. "I'm going to go out for a while, I'll be back later." He told her, before heading for the door.
The red head was surprised to see him and scurried over to greet him with a hug.
"Hi Haru?" He crooned questioningly.
"Hi." Haru replied with a small sigh, returning the hug. "Could I bribe you out of an hour or two of your time?"
"Uh-huh," The whore nodded. He sounded all gloomy, and Kyo was kind of wondering what was wrong. But he figured he wouldn't ask. Maybe, if Haru wanted to, he'd just say it himself. Haru let out a small sigh of relief, and placed a tiny, grateful kiss on the side of Kyo's neck, before they set off for an empty room.
Yeah, after that was all taken care of, the slut lay there with the kid, pressed up against his side. He was positive something was bothering him now, but the red head was trying to decide if it was his place to ask or not, and if he actually cared in the first place.
Well, in all honesty, it wasn't his place. But, Haru would answer any question he asked anyway, despite this rather obvious fact. Actually, he was kind of curious as to why Kyo was still there. He usually left right after they were done. Even on Christmas he'd left soon after.
Kyo sat up a little ways and looked down at him. "Something obviously has you upset," he stated carefully. "I was just wondering what it is."
"Hmmm...?" Haru drawled out, blinking at him, before going through the whole messy ordeal, beginning with Shigure's visit to the Rising Sun, and ending with him leaving his mother's house to go there.
"Poor thing," The red head snorted, kissing his forehead. He'd never had girlfriends, or much of a family, so he couldn't sympathize. But he felt bad for Haru nonetheless.
"Rin's a pain." Haru admitted with a shrug. "I guess I'm better off without her. Most people just wait more than five minutes between reconciling and breaking up again."
"You two don't sound like most people," Kyo murmured as he just scooted back down so he was molded against the younger's side again. It was a comfy spot, and he didn't want to go back downstairs right now anyways.
"Not really." Haru confirmed with a small shrug, automatically laying an arm across Kyo--almost protectively. This was a bad idea, and Haru knew it. He was getting too comfortable, too attached. Kyo was a whore, and Haru was planning on leaving New Orleans all together, as soon as he could afford it. Only bad things came from getting attached to someone, when they were both in such a position.
The red head sighed as he closed his eyes. Then he bit his lower lip unhappily. He should get up. He should ignore that fact that he didn't want to, and just do it anyways. But, he didn't think he would. He was comfortable right there, and his bedmate was apparently comfortable as well.
Once he was pretty damn sure that Kyo wasn't going anywhere, Haru actually allowed himself to relax a little. This wasn't the best plan, as he soon followed with actually falling asleep. He was so tired. Both physically and emotionally drained from all that had occurred over the course of the day, between work, Rin, and screwing. He was pretty sure he'd have to pay Hatori for the room the next morning, too. But, that wasn't why he was cursing, when he woke up. No, that was more to do with the fact that it was seven in the morning. True, he'd told his mother he'd be back 'later', but he didn't think she would accept this as later.
Kyo had gotten up several hours ago, Hatori was going to massacre him doing that. But, he was going to just take his punishment. Anyways, true to Haru's predictions, Akito really wasn't that happy about his choice of returning time.
"Hi, mom." Haru greeted lamely, once he arrived back home, and failed miserably at sneaking past her, to his room.
"I thought you were coming back much sooner." She gave him a very irritated look.
"So did I." Haru admitted with a light blush. "I was with a friend, and I fell asleep over there."
"Hatsuharu--" Akito sighed in exasperation. She had been so proud of him! And now everything was just going down hill. She couldn't even find words to describe her annoyance right now.
"Well, it's not like I woke you up, coming in," Haru pointed out, pretty irritated himself. "I'm almost twenty years old, would it make you feel better if I just moved out?" That would be hard to do, but he might, out of principle, anyway.
She frowned a little. "I don't know. Living on your own might really be best for you." Maybe then he would learn some of these life lessons he seemed not to be grasping.
"Oh, yeah. I seem to be having a fucking tough time with them." Haru muttered sarcastically. "I had personal expenses, so I got a job--doing something I'm actually good at--to pay for them. How dare I show such nerve!" It was probably not too smart of tick Akito off anymore, but he was pretty annoyed. He'd obviously gotten his mother's temper.
His mother gave him a dry look. "Yes, such nerve." She rolled her eyes.
"Well, then?" Haru raised his eyebrows at her. "What are these magical life lessons, I seem to be having such trouble with?" He wanted to know.
"That when you have a girlfriend you shouldn't go off with whores, even if your mother despises her?" His father suggested suddenly coming up behind his son and getting right in his face.
"That was your fault." Haru pointed out dryly to him. "If you hadn't decided to decrease Hatori's profits by a good five hundred per week, I wouldn't have met him OR Kyo." That hadn't been too smart either, he realized a moment too late though.
"Oh, sounds like our son is quite the regular customer! And here your mother was hoping you just worked there." Shigure murmured. "Well, looks like you've mastered the art of blowing money." He snorted and ruffled his son's hair. "I'm so proud."
"Not quite." He droned flatly at him. "I'll have enough to get out of here in two months--tops."
"Good luck with that then." His father chortled.
"And, unlike you," Haru continued, figuring if he was going to disrespect his parents, he should just go for it. "I use my OWN money, AND I actually get something back OUT of it, worth every penny I put in!"
'Tcch, now what is the fun in that." Shigure shrugged dramatically.
"At least I don't hurt other people, whom I'm SUPPOSED to care about!"
"Right, right." The man was still laughing at his son. He couldn't help it! It was funny! And Akito was just ignoring the both of them.
"Do you think it's fun, having to search all the casinos and whorehouses for you, every day?" He demanded sharply at him. "To worry about whether we're going to loose our house, or if we're going to be able to eat--because you blow every dime Mom can make?"
"Yes, and I'm usually drunk at the time too." Shigure corrected after thinking about that a bit.
"It's not." Haru informed him, his tone loosing quite a bit of it's anger, so that it was actually pretty dull, before leaving the room, to change and head back out--to actually work, this time.
Upon arrival, one would be forced to notice a lack of Kyo. Since, the red head usually spotted the younger boy and came to greet him. This did not occur. Upon asking Karen, Haru also found out that the red head hadn't gone off with a customer either, making it very hard to imagine where the whore might be. Haru frowned a little, but pretty much shrugged it off. He needed to get his check from Hatori, anyway, so, he just went to go do that, while he waited for Kyo. That was how he found Kyo. On Hatori's desk—Being--fucked by--none other than—Hatori? See, as predicted, the owner hadn't been too happy about Kyo just going off with Haru all night. But some proper persuading had gotten him to get over it and Kyo was in process of offering up his apology sex. Hatori wasn't to be interrupted, but Kyo arched on the desk to look at see who had opened the door.
"Ha--ha--" He was either trying to tell Hatori someone was there, or trying to say something to Haru. Either way, it just ended up in a draw out moan. Haru mumbled out an apology, and short explanation, before he started to leave the room. Hatori didn't really stop what he was doing, at all. He just pointed, and grunted. Haru glanced at where he was pointing, and, sure enough, there was his check. He grabbed it, and mumbled thanks to Hatori, before leaving, and leaving the building too. He needed to think, and he was pretty sure that the smoke was clouding his brain, in addition to the room. Kyo watched after him but then his brain functions were forced to stop again as he arched up against his boss and cried out again softly. Maybe he could talk to Haru later--when Hatori finally—stopped.
Wow, Haru noted flatly, sitting idly on the House's front porch. Kyo really was a whore. And, he wasn't going to stop being one--not for him, anyway--and, Hatori really did do his whores. That, only kind of sucked a lot.
When he was finally released from his boss' clutches Kyo found some clothes and went in search of his friend. He didn't really have anything to say, since he wasn't going to apologize. He was a slut after all, but he was interested to know if Haru's mother had disowned him yet or not. Haru tossed him a quick look, just the barest flicker of his eyes; just enough to see it was him. He didn't move, though. And he didn't say anything, for several minutes.
"I've been thinking about leaving." He informed the other softly, finally. "New Orleans, I mean. I've been thinking about it a lot--for a long time."
"Good," Kyo grinned, even though he wasn't actually all that thrilled about it inside. "This town is a giant hell hole."
"Yeah," Haru agreed thoughtfully, with a small snort. "I think I will. I can actually afford it now, anyway." That wasn't quite true, but he had enough to get a cheap apartment, until he could get another job and a better one.
The red head leaned over and kissed his cheek. "Good luck with that." he stuck out his tongue and made a little slobbery spot on the younger's cheek. "Wouldn't want you to stay here and end up a whore too." He joked.
"Why did you come to work here?" Haru asked curiously, upon hearing that. He knew why he was there, but he still had no clue about Kyo.
"My mother left me here when she got sick." Kyo murmured. "And I've never finished high school, since she was the one schooling me. So, that left me the options of whore or manual labor anyways. I was already here, and this was easier, so this is where I stayed."
"Mm," Haru nodded subdued, still not making any move to look at him. The whore patted his shoulder for a moment before going to head inside. It was good Haru was leaving. They were getting way to fond of each other anyways.
"Kyo," Haru called after him, getting up, and tossing his words over his shoulder, as he all but hopped down the stairs of the porch, to leave. "Tell Hatori I quit, okay?"
"Yeah," the red head swallowed nervously, then hurried inside before he did something stupid.
Haru just shook his head, and started walking off for his house. He needed to pack, after all. He'd only gotten that job, to begin with, so he could afford to see Kyo more often. Now, he knew all too clearly, that he could never have him, no matter how hard he tried. No matter how long he waited. Staying in New Orleans, and waiting, longer than necessary was just stupid. It was just prolonging the inevitable just making it harder.
"Hatori?" The younger man murmured, lacking a bit of his usual pep as he came into the office and draped himself over the back of the owner's chair. "Haru is quitting and stuff."
"I didn't honestly expect him to last as long as he did." Hatori shrugged a bit, relatively unphased about that. They were no worse off than before Haru had come, after all. "Is he turning in his two weeks notice, or just leaving?"
"Dunno, I think he's just leaving." The red head told him.
"Nnn," Hatori shrugged. That was annoying, but again, they were no worse off than before he'd come. "Oh, well. Someone new will come along, eventually."
"You're horrible." Kyo pouted a little.
"Hm?" Hatori blinked at him. "Don't tell me you were getting attached to him?"
"No," the red head snapped quickly, moving off his chair and standing to the side a bit huffily. "But he wasn't a bad guy you're allowed to give half a crap when he up and leaves." Haru had been working there for a whole year!
"Would it make you feel better if I closed the house down for the day, and held a memorial service for him?" He asked, obviously sarcastically. The whore eyed him irritably. He was about to say 'yes' but then he just stopped himself and sighed.
"You sir, are mean." He finally decided.
"Not mean," Hatori corrected him apathetically. "Just practical."
Kyo shook his head and just pecked the man on the cheek before heading for the door. "This is why you have a whorehouse and aren't married."
"Exactly." He agreed with a nod.
Once outside, Kyo leaned heavily against the wooden door. What the hell was he doing? He didn't need to be this upset. Haru was just a customer at the very least, and a friendly acquaintance at the very most. Shaking his head to clear it of all those thoughts, the whore went out into the main room to do his job.