Nagisa was on his tip toes, bending over the bar trying to get the attention of a bartender when he felt someone squeeze his ass. "What do you think you're doing asshole?!" The blonde boy shouted, slapping the guy who touched him across the face.

"What makes you think you've got the right to touch me, huh?!" Nagisa snapped.

"Jeez, why are you getting so pissy, you little slut?" The guy was alot older than the short boy and alot taller too. "You'd let me touch you if I paid wouldn't you?" The man towered over the blonde boy, getting closer and closer.

"I've seen what you lot do in that nasty little club you work at. Tell me, how much do I have to pay to have a night with you?"

"Leave me alone. It's my job, nothing else." The dancer looked away, he hated it when people gave him hate for doing his job.

The older guy began to run his hand down Nagisa's side, the other hand suddenly grabbing Nagisa's jaw, his face was turned to look at the guy who was harassing him. "Worthless piece of trash." The man said aggressively and slowly in the dancer's face. He pushed Nagisa into the bar before walking away.

Nagisa was clinging onto the bar when he instantly felt another hand on his shoulder. "Get the fuck off of me!" Nagisa screamed turning around with his hand in a fist about to punch who ever had just touched him. He stopped when he realised who it was. "Haru..." Nagisa said softly, tears coming to his eyes.

"Hey... What's wrong? What happened?" Haru asked, pulling Nagisa into a hug.

The short blonde cried into his friend's chest for a while before pulling away and asking. "Am I... Am I worthless?"

Haru was surprised about the question that came from his friend. "No! Of course not. Did someone say you were?" He wiped Nagisa's tears away before he notice a faint mark on Nagisa's jaw. "Nagi..."

"I-I'm fine... Really." The younger boy said, pushing Haru's hands away from him gently. "I'll be fine." He turned around to face the bar and ordered a drink. When it arrived he took a sip before turning back to face Haru, he noticed someone next to him.

"Oh! Nagisa this is Makoto." Haru gestured to the boy next to him. "Mako, this is Nagisa." The boy blushed when he noticed that he let Makoto's nickname slip out of his mouth.

"Hey! Nice to meet you, tall guy!" Nagisa beamed his well known smile at the taller boy. "Actually... Hang on. Haven't we met before?"

"I'm not sure... Maybe." Makoto replied. "It's a possibility, a small one but still a possibility."

"Yeah! I'm sure I have. You were in the year above me in kindergarten with Haru." Nagisa nodded to himself.

"I remember now. The little blonde boy that followed us around was you." Makoto chuckled at the memories of Nagisa following himself and Haru around the playground.

Tons of drinks later and the three boys were getting on like best-friends. They had moved onto a different club and were sitting at a table in the corner of the club. Haru was trying his best not to flirt with the two boys, Makoto was giggling at almost everything anyone said and all Nagisa wanted to do was dance. "Come dance with me!" Nagisa shouted at the other two, dancing by himself at the edge of the table. When the two said no he pouted and said "Fine, I'll go dance on my own!" Haru was a little nervous about Nagisa being on his own but for some reason his brain was telling him he'll be okay.

Nagisa made his way to where everyone else was dancing, he couldn't help but let a little smirk come onto his face as he entered the group of people. He loved the sensation of letting his body follow the beat of the music. He was dancing in his own little world when someone bumped into him and made him fall to the floor. The short boy groaned as he sat on the floor and rubbed the elbow that he landed on. "Ow..."

"I'm so sorry! Are you alright?" A voice shouted from above him, a hand was also in front of him, offering to help him up.

Nagisa took the hand and stood up. "I'm fine." He replied. He looked up and saw a face that he had seen on many occasions.

"Ryugazaki?"

"Ah. Nagisa!" The tall boy with glasses smiled.

"You look different." Nagisa teased, he was used to seeing the other boy in a suit and tie. Instead now he was in jeans and a t-shirt.

"Oh god... I look a mess." Ryugazaki blushed, looking down at what he was wearing.

"I think you look great, Ryugazaki."

"Please, call me Rei."

Makoto and Haru sat talking at the table for a while but it wasn't too long before the alcohol started to take control of Haru. The younger boy began to run his hand down Makoto's inner and outer thigh, scooting closer to him as he did so. Haru seemed to have a bad tendency to flirt with anyone close enough when he gets drunk. Nine times out of ten it ends up with a guest and himself, to go back to Haru's apartment too. The younger boy got even closer to the other as he then moved his hand from Makoto's thigh to the side of his face, while ever-so-slightly brushing his hand against Makoto's crotch on it's way. Haru stood up and sat back down again this time stradling Makoto. "I missed you." Haru blushed, letting his hand tangle in the brunette's hair. Leaning towards the opposite side of his friend's neck to where his hand was, he began to kiss Makoto's neck.

"I missed you too." The older boy breathed, a tingle was sent down his spine as his old bestfriend's lips met with the skin of his neck.

Rei and Nagisa had never met eachother outside of the dancer's work place. They were instensly close and it seemed like everything else slowed down as they let their bodies move to the music. Nagisa looked up into the taller boy's eyes who was already looking back. Reaching up and letting his arms wrap around Rei's neck, Nagisa got on his tip toes as he went to meet the other boy's lips in a passionate kiss. The two boys' lips stayed together for a while and just as things were heating up, Nagisa started to freak himself out. What if Rei thought he was after his money? What if this was against his work's policy? And other various questions came to the blonde's head. He suddenly pushed away, hyperventilating. "I'm not sure if I can do this." The younger boy paniced, trying to calm himself down but clearly failing. "I don't want your money. I don't want to lose my job. I don-"

Nagisa was cut off by Rei doing his best to calm the short boy down. "Hey..." He grabbed hold of Nagisa's hands that were balls of fists in his hair and pulled them down between the two. "You're not going to lose your job, if anything I'll get banned from the club. We don't want either of them to happen, right? I promise I'm not going to make you do anything you don't want to do."

The short blonde began to calm down, his breathing got back to normal and he just let himself come closer to Rei for a hug. He could hear the other boy's heart beat despite the loud music playing. He smelt nice too, slightly different than when they met in the club but in a way, he prefered the difference. Nagisa found himself feeling more comfortable within a situation than he had in a long time. His own heart was beating fast now. What on earth was happening? Why was he feeling like this? Nagisa let a quiet moan out that luckily the loud music muffled out. He moved his arms from around Rei's waist to his neck, pulling the taller boy down to his level he pulled him into another desperate kiss.

Haru and Makoto were now kissing, grinding and moaning louder than needs be. Breathless, Haru pulled away for a little while. "Fuck." He panted, the kissing and the restriction of his jeans were really tiring him out. "C-Can we go somewhere? Anywhere. I just-" Haru was interupted by Makoto pulling him into an impatient kiss, the older boy's hands ran down the other's back and onto his ass, holding him up as the two kissed.

"Can't we just do it here?" Makoto let out into his childhood friend's ear, squeezing his ass a little more as he said it.

"What if Nagisa comes back?" He bit his lip, thinking about being caught was strangely appealing to him. "Never mind." Haru began to unzip his pants when a barista appeared next to them.

"Uhm." She coughed to get the pair's attention. "Hi. I was told to come over and urge you both not to go any further than... That... In the club." The barista smiled politely, she was clearly uncomfortable about the situation but you could tell she had to do this quite often.

"Ah! Okay. We wont, sorry." Haru scratched the back of his head chuckling and pulling his shirt over his open zipper with the other hand.

"If we think you're doing anything more, we'll have to ask you to get off the property." The barista smiled again before turning around, to head back to the bar, her long red hair waving behind her.

Haru sighed, calmer than before. "I shouldn't have been worrying about Nagisa, huh?" He chuckled a little before getting off Makoto's lap.

Makoto waited until the barista was back at the bar before he leaned in to talk into Haru's ear. "I'm going to go to the bathroom, follow me shortly after, okay?" The taller boy smirked as he walked away. Leaving a fidgetting Haru at the table alone.