A/N- By the way, I imagined this set in America, but some characters use people's last name if they're not familiar with them.
Yuki- Aha, sorry I didn't mean for her to be rude. The prostitution thing started because of Rangiku- the girl she's had a huge crush on for the past few years. After getting money for the sex, which is something she wasn't expecting at all, something bad does happen and she's basically forced into prostitution to keep her and her mom out of debt. And the longer she does it, the better she becomes and the more she starts to lean on prostitution. In her mind, its gonna be the only thing that she's good at. Essentially, it will break her and only one person can repair her and make her realize how awesome she is. She thinks her best friend Toshiro practically ditched her as he got more popular but we'll find out what actually happened later on. Then her dad died, not saying how and she went into this spiral of depression and lost most of her friends because of it and befriended Rangiku, this promiscuous, hot, party girl who made her forget about her problems. So she went through a bad ordeal and yes, she put up walls to protect herself. You will see moments of the sweet, innocent Momo again. Don't ever worry about giving me ideas or constructive criticism. It will always be taken into account. I hope this cleared some things up.
-Six months later-
Bills, bills, and more bills littered the table. Six months ago I would have been worried that me and my mom couldn't pay them all, but six months ago I didn't have a job.
Getting the job was an accident but it happened. And after that day, things got harder. My mom got cancer and couldn't work. Things were hard enough even with her waitress job and I knew there was only one job I could get that would pay all the bills.
At first it was scary. I was uneasy, sloppy and inexperienced. I've only had sex a handfull of times since then, the guys almost always just wanted a hand job which was more than Rangiku, this promiscuous, hot, party girl who made her forget about her problems. So she went through a bad ordeal and yes, she put up walls to protect herself. You will see moments of the sweet, innocent Momo again. Don't ever worry about giving me ideas or constructive criticism. It will always be taken into account. I hope this cleared some things up.
-Six months later-
Bills, bills, and more bills littered the table. Six months ago I would have been worried that me and my mom couldn't pay them all, but six months ago I didn't have a job.
Getting the job was an accident but it happened. And after that day, things got harder. My mom got cancer and couldn't work. Things were hard enough even with her waitress job and I knew there was only one job I could get that would pay all the bills.
At first it was scary. I was uneasy, sloppy and inexperienced. I've only had sex a handfull of times since then, the guys almost always just wanted a hand job which was more than fine with me.
Toshiro, my neighbor was nosy at first. It droves me crazy how untalkative he was until he wanted to pry into your life. Everyday I wished he would leave me alone and eventually, he did. Only after I told him I was Rangiku's maid which he thankfully bought.
After sorting through the bills and figuring how much it would all cost, I put enough money in my wallet and left to go pay the bills.
Ten hours later I found myself in front of an unfamiliar place. Just like I did six months ago. Though this place wasn't an apartment, it was a huge house. And I wasn't wearing a large sweatshirt and flip flops. This time a black halter top adorned my chest, a push up bra making my average sized breasts to appear larger than they actually were. I wore skinny jeans and black zip up boots. I had stopped by Rangiku's earlier who helped me with my make up. Dark eye-shadow complimented my dark brown eyes and red lipstick made me pale skin look almost like porcelain.
I returned my focus to the house which was a pretty light blue, a big contrast to the faded orange color of my house.
I rung the doorbell and heard shouts through the door. "Strippers' here" I heard someone call out. I really hope they didn't actually assume I was a stripper; I looked like a headless chicken when I danced.
After a few minutes of waiting, I was surprised by who answered the door. Renji Abaria, one of my oldest friends and one of the ones I had left behind after my my father died.
He looked surprised to see me, if his red face was any idication. "Momo?" He asked after a few seconds of us staring at each other uncomfortably.
I nodded in response. "You're a call girl?" I nodded again, my voice didn't seem to be working at the moment.
He opened the door wider and gestured for me to enter. He closed the door after me and started walking towards a hall way.
I followed behind him and he resumed talking. "It's my man's eighteenth birthday and the poor guy hasn't ever been with a woman, so I want you to show him a good time"
I was about to nod but realized he couldn't see me. "Of course. That's what I was paid for, right?"
He didn't have a chance to answer because we reached our destination; the living room. Sitting on the various couches were Shuhei Hisagi, Izuru Kira, Ichigo Kurosaki and Toshiro Histugaya.
Various decorations were placed around the room and the theme seemed to be soccer which was understandable considering they were all on the soccer team. I used to be on the girl's soccer team but quit two years ago.
Kira (A/N: Sorry I can't imagine calling Kira by his first name. It just doesnt fit him like Kira does. Same with Hisagi.) and Toshiro looked surprised to see me there and Hisagi and Kurosaki looked excited. I never really knew Hisagi or Kurosaki so they probably didn't recognize me.
"So whose the birthday boy?" I asked, slightly hoping it was Hisagi but would never admit it.
Hisagi stood up and my heart sped up until I realized he was walking towards Toshiro. He clapped him on the back, a huge smile on his face. "Toshiro is the lucky bastard tonight"