"Black black heart why would you offer more
Why would you make it easier on me to satisfy
I'm on fire I'm rotting to the core
I'm eating all your kings and queens
All your sex and your diamonds"- Black Black heart (David Usher)
Dilandau again reached into his pocket to pull out the tin. He stared at it for a moment in silent contemplation. Deciding, he took out another cigarette and placed it in his mouth. He stood still for a moment and listened. The sound of rain hitting on the pavement, whistling of the wind, and the sound of passing street cars.
"No screaming." He observed, out loud.
A small smile spread across his face as he raised the lighter up to his cigarette. "They didn't catch her." He mused.
He knew they wouldn't have, Hitomi was quite the runner. It was rather impressive that she was capable of running that fast in heels. But if they knew they wouldn't have caught her, why did he bother? The simple reason was he wanted to scare Hitomi. He loved to irritate her, to cause her to get mad at him. The look of anger on her face was sexy. Well to Dilandau at least. Her lips pouted and her eyes flashed angrily. She was so irresistible to him when she was like that. But she never did stay mad at him long, she always ran back to him. He was the only person in her life that didn't look at her like a piece of meat (most of the time). He took a long drag of the cigarette and breathed the smoke out. Leaning against the wall he remembered the first day Hitomi appeared at the back door. It seemed like ages but in reality it was only one year ago.
The money was separated into stacks on the table 50's, 20's and 100's. A beautiful array of colors. A pair of feet clad in black leather boots were propped onto the table belonging to Dilandau. On the other side of the table, across from Dilandu stood two women. Both were clad in leather outfits. The taller of the two with honey colored hair was wearing a leather corset with matching thong. The shorter with jet black hair, tumbling down in curls was wearing an extremely tight dress. Her large breasts spilling out of the top. Both of the women had pointed fur ears attached to pink headbands. Protruding from their bottoms were long fur fox tails attached by a silver diamond- like pin. Sitting beside Dilandau was a very muscular black man, his arms the size of tree trunks. His hair was corn-rowed back and he wore a tight white muscle shirt. He was counting more money and separating it into neat little piles.
Rain pounded hard against the large square window. The clap of thunder echoed loudly in the medium sized room. Dilandau looked over to the widow and watched the rain. He sighed loudly, the rain made him feel rather depressed. The black haired girl gave him a warm smile, the other gave him an impatient look. Dilandu nodded in understanding and looked over to the other man.
"Adam it's Tuesday. You have to pay the girls"
The man looked over to Dilandau he puffed on the brown Cuban cigar twice before he answered, "What girls"
Dilandau rolled his crimson eyes, "Them"
"Who's them?" Adam asked, he knew perfectly well what Dilandau was talking about but he liked to play stupid to irritate him.
"You fucking know who, Aqua and Destiny" Dilandau said acidly.
The girls gazed impatiently at Adam, he looked to Dilandau and stood up. He walked toward him once again puffing on the cigar. The girls rolled their eyes as they watched Adam attempt to be menacing.
"Adam what do you want?" Dilandau asked, annoyed.
Adam pulled the cigar from his lips and flicked it onto the floor near Dilandau's s boots, "I want you to shut the fuck up before I blow your head off"
Dilandau shrugged and turned to look at the window again, "Adam sit down." Adam reached into his jacket pocket but before anything could get rather messy a loud knock echoed through the room. Adam looked to Dilandau, Dilandau looked to Adam. Puzzled looks appeared on their faces.
"Did we have an appointment for a new girl?" Adam asked.
"Not that I know of. Destiny did you schedule one for a friend?" Dilandau asked.
The head of honey- colored hair shook, "Nope"
"Neither did I." Aqua replied.
Dilandau stood up and shoved Adam aside and went to open the door. A gust of wind and rain swept into the room blowing the neat piles of money onto the floor.
"Fuck," Adam yelled as he looked at the money all over the floor, "One of you bitches pick it up"
Both Destiny and Aqua mumbled death threats as they bent down to pick up the money. Adam turned away from the girls and looked at the newest arrival.
"Look what the cat dragged in." Dilandau laughed.
In the doorway stood a young woman in her late teens. Her long sandy blond hair was plastered against her head from the rain. Her clothes doing the same thing, stuck so close as if they were a second skin. Her mascara ran down her cheeks like black tears. Her arms hung at her sides, her fists clenched, her green eyes hard. Adam gave her what he named the "elevator" a look from top to bottom. He contemplated briefly and then finally nodded his approval.
"Hired." He stated.
"That's it?" she asked.
"What did you expect? Did you want to fill out a resume? Cuz all I need to know is sex"
"Female?" she said, a puzzled expression on her face.
"Yes please." Dilandau answered, it was the same line he used with all the girls.
The woman regarded Mark with a sigh and looked to Dilandau oddly, he stared at her and winked. Her eyes went wide as Grade 11 biology came popping into her memories. The most vivid of which being the cocky-egotistical-contemptuous-annoying bastard who had sat behind her.
"Dilandau." she thought with a groan.
Destiny and Aqua looked Hitomi over with a sneer Dilandau was taking way to long to look her over, and Mark was practically drooling over her. They were their turf and no one was going to take their place especially some skinny malnourished blonde. The two strippers looked to Hitomi and glared and then a evil smirk crossed their faces.
"Can you dance?" Aqua asked eyeing Hitomi like she was a piece of meat.
Hitomi shook her head and looked the girls up and down a look of distaste appeared on her face.
"Anything wrong, sweetie?" Destiny inquired.
"No." Hitomi spat.
"Adam if she can't dance why are you hiring her?" Destiny asked.
Adam looked to Destiny and grinned, "She'll learn and in the mean time she can do some prostitution. Or she can be a waitress in the club...I don't care"
"But..." Destiny began.
Adam moved over to her quickly and cupped her cheek's squeezing hard. His index finger raised and he began to stroke rather roughly, "You don't make the rules here. Your just one of the many bitches who work here."
Destiny managed to nod and let out the breath she was holding when Adam released her. She raised her hand and began to rub her cheeks, Adam had left a mark where he held onto her face. It was a red angry mark on her pale skin, marring the painted on beauty of her face. Adam sneered at Destiny and looked over to Hitomi again.
"Actually I do have a free questions"
Hitomi nodded to him but her attention was fixed on Destiny who was rubbing her cheek, tears appearing in her blue orbs.
"Are you willing to sell yourself"
Hitomi nodded to him and continued watching Destiny. Aqua had moved over to Destiny and tenderly stroked her cheek.
"It's okay, Lisa"
Dilandau who had been watching Hitomi the whole time looked to Destiny and Aqua and sighed, "They always get beat on by Adam." He thought.
"Are you willing to strip down in front of an audience of men...and woman"
"Yes"
Dilandau's attention turned back to Hitomi as Adam questioned her.
"Are you willing to take on another stripper as your partner"
"Partner?" Hitomi asked.
"Show partner. Ya know work on stage with them. A little girl on girl dancing"
Hitomi hesitated for a moment, "Sure"
Adam grinned and walked over to Hitomi putting an arm around her, "Your hired, Ma"
Hitomi smiled slightly, "Lovely"
"Well all that's left is your one on one interview with me." Adam exclaimed steering Hitomi toward a door on the other side of the room.
Dilandau chuckled slightly and walked over to them easily sliding in between them. He pushed Adam away and wrapped his own arm around Hitomi.
"I'll take it from here, you still have to pay the girls." Dilandau exclaimed and before Adam could protest Dilandau and Hitomi were out the door.
Dilandau sat on the large king sized bed propped up by the head board.
"Show me what you got." he said grinning.
Hitomi frowned slightly and began to slowly unbutton the buttons on her blouse.
Dilandau raised his right arm and reached out for her, "Smile angel, it wont be that bad"
Hitomi stopped unbuttoning her blouse and crawled onto the bed toward him. Dilandau reached out for her and pulled her
swiftly into his arms. They sat for a moment in silence, her head pressed against his chest. He raised his hand and placed it on
her breast, he then traced his finger up her neck to her cheek.
"You don't have do this with me, I just thought like saving you from Adam. We could always pretend"
"Pretend to have sex?" she asked, finally speaking.
"Ya know a few moans…they'll never notice." And with that said Dilandau let out a moan as he grinned at her.
Hitomi began to laugh, "Shut up I'd prefer the real thing, you sound like a dying dog"
Dilandau shrugged, "I tried"
He smiled at her fondly and brought his face to her own and kissed her softly. Hitomi herself deepened the kiss, sliding her tongue into his mouth. Their tongues dueled as if they were in a heated swords battle. Hitomi broke apart panting and began to unbutton Dilandau's pants. Dilandau's own hands began to do away with her wet blouse and then the rest of her clothes. What was only supposed to be a brief personal 'interview' escalated into two hours of passionate sex. That sex sealed Hitomi's fate at the club and it sealed her duty. Whenever Dilandau called she came. But at that moment and many other moments following that one Dilandau didn't think of her as just a fuck…but a lover.
Dilandau gave the back alley of the club one last (long) look before closing the door. Reminiscing of Hitomi made him long for her and her familiar touch. His relationship with Hitomi confused him beyond words. Sometimes she was just a fuck and then other times it was more than that. He often considered her his lover. At first he based their relationship on lust. He had attributed that back to high school. She was one of the only girls that wouldn't sleep with him. Hitomi had always been untouchable, she was a shining of reminder of what he couldn't have. The night she showed up at the club was as if Satan himself presented him with the forbidden virgin. He relished in the feeling of finally being able to sleep with her. But the more times she came to him, the more his feelings began to confuse him.
"I'm so fucked up." he murmured before taking a final drag of his cigarette.
A pair of arms snaked themselves around Dilandau's waist holding him tightly. He stiffened for a moment and then relaxed, it wasn't her.
"Dilandau?"
"I don't love her."
"I know." The voice said wavering slightly, as if unsure of what to say.
Dilandau placed his hand on top of the arms around him, he sighed loudly. A head of thick black curls snuggled into his back lovingly. The woman around his waist was Sora, a woman that rivaled the beauty of a Greek Goddess. They had known each other since childhood. Dilandau knew that she loved him more then anything else in the world. But his love for her was based on friendship and nothing more.
"Did Hitomi really steal the money?" she asked.
Dilandau shrugged, "Aqua and Destiny said so and Adam believes them. So even if Hitomi didn't she's still screwed. She has to get the money to Adam or else"
"He'll kill her?" Sora asked.
"I don't know."
"Would you stop him?" she asked, softly.
Dilandau was silent for a moment and then nodded, "Yea…I probably would."
"Why did you send those guys after her?"
"Just to scare her." he said and chuckled slightly.
