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Takemichi coughed when he got a heavy arm slugged over his shoulder, the other was relevantly larger than him after all.
"Makoto!! What the hell?" The ravenette rubbed his shoulder as Makoto himself was laughing his butt off while Takemihcis other friend walked up to the two.
"Heya partner!" Chifuyu slapped the back of said partners' head grinning like hell.
"WHAT THE HELL CHIFUYU?!" Takemichi growled as his two friends started apologizing.
"Sorry, sorry!" The blond undercut out of the three rubbed his partners' head, in some pathetic attempt to soothe the pain.
"Anyways, Takemichi! Come with us to a strip club!" Takemichi stopped in his tracks...
"STRIP CLUB??" Makoto's childish grin got swapped out as a mischievous one...
"You betcha! Friend who works there gave me a few passes... y'know, give us a good show and we'll help promote the place..." Takemichi looked at his friend, awe-struck,
"What? If you wanna get horny then go do it yourself! Why are you dragging me and Chifuyu into this?" Chifuyu looked the other way as Makoto held up three crumbled tickets,
"Yeah well here's the thing, these expire tomorrow and why would anyone waste these babies?" The ravenette still looking bedazzled beyond belief opened his mouth, just to get interrupted by his friend.
"Upp! I know what you're about to say, but Yamagishi has a job interview, Akkun's gotta date the lucky bastard, you know I can't taint Takuyas' innocence, and I don't have any other friends!" Makoto smiled holding up one of his thumbs. 'Is that really something to be so proud of?...' Takemichi sweatdropped watching his friend being pathetic.
"Chifuyu, how did you get dragged into this?"
"Huh? Oh, I just took up the offer!" The baffled look on Takemichis face kept the blond talking,
"I mean- It's not a bad deal you know? Helping out a subordinate's friend while also having a good time? Who would turn that down?" Chifuyu shrugged, looking more innocent than she should've talking about what he was talking about.
"Please Takemichi? I promise no one will touch you, plus it'd really be helping me- my friend a lot!" Makoto pulled his friend in closer, trying to put on a pleading tone...
And that my friends is how Takemichi Hanagaki ended up in front of Makotos car, regretting his life decisions.
"Hey! Partner, lookin' good..." Chifuyu called out from the back seat, dressed in a maroon suit, unbuttoned in the front leaving a good half of his chest totally exposed paired with white pegged pants. Takemichi himself was wearing a black vest suit along with black palazzo pants, hair pinned down to the back of his head.
"...For your shit fashion sense at least." The teal eyed male finished his statement in a mocking tone,
"And here I thought I actually chose something nice..." Takemichi sighed in defeat, plopping himself down on the seat next to the driver, Makoto himself, who was wearing nothing but sweats, a Snoop Dogg tee, and a large ugly mountain jacket.
"You too Takemichi?? Was I supposed to dress up as well???..." The driver rubbed his shaved head, rolling up his pants and taking off his jacket, trying to make himself somewhat presentable.
The drive was actually pretty pleasant, compared to what Takemichi was expecting at the actual club itself. The chatting about drinks and their ideal girl types were made the time in the car pass by way too quickly for the ravenette who was now sweating bullets standing in front of their destination.
The neon pink and purple lights providing the sign at the front a hyper techy vibe to it outlined the words 'SIMONE', all caps in a cursive font.
"Partner there's nothing to be so worried about, it'll just be girls! And who doesn't love girls?" Chifuyu hooked his arm into Takemichis, dragging him into the single-story building that Makoto had already rushed into.
The place was pretty spacious, but the number of people inside was honestly pretty sad, but it was still enough to make everything feel stuffed and crowded. Takemichi followed Chifuyu nervously, keeping his head down, the music made his nauseous and the vibrant colors were enough to knock someone out looking at it too closely, so far? -11000/10.
"Ah! There's Makoto, let's join em'!" Chifuyu actually seemed enlightened to be here, looked as if he were a fox in a room made of smoked pork. The blond pulled his partner to the seating area, whispering a small greeting to their other friend, who ignored them, absorbed in the display in front of him, which did eventually get to Chifuyu as well. The girl up on stage wrapped her thighs around the metal pole in front of her, making sure to rub her uh... thing on it a few times before she hung from it in a position defying gravity. A few spins later and it was time her chest also got a turn up and down the (dead inside) pole.
Takemichi looked the other way, closing his eyes. The sexual comments from the group behind him didn't help at all, really, Takemichi didn't need to hear about how these people wanted to get down and dirty with the girl up on stage. The music got more and more... seductive... a new part was added in, just hearing it made the ravenette want to vomit. It was almost as if the air got thinner, then, he couldn't take it anymore. Takemichi shot up from his seat, leaving his two more perverted friends behind.
Making his way through the crowd of people, Takemichi put two of his fingers up to his head to give it a massage, to help soothe how uncomfortable he was feeling right now.
"...Heya cutie." A shudder ran up the ravenettes spine as he felt something... soft, two of them in fact. A tight grip trapped Takemichis' arm against the girl by his sides... breasts... He shakily looked to his right, a girl with dark brown hair, desaturated plum eyes, and a one-piece bodysuit that Takemichi could practically feel even through his sleave how tight it was.
"You wanna take a step into the bathroom for a sec?..." The smell of cigarettes made Takemichi scrunch up his nose, it was displeasing but it complemented her tired droopy eyes.
"I promise you a good time..." Takemichi should feel the sweat down his back, 'THE HECK?! IS THIS EVEN ALLOWED?! LEGEL EVEN??' The ravenette tried to wedge his arm out of her clutch, but to no avail.
"What's wrong, sweets? You're into this kinda stuff, right? Or else why would you be in a place like this?..." The brunette wiped the smudged crimson lipstick off the edge of her lip, smirking.
"I-I'm sorry... I- uh- I can't I-" Takemichi was tripping over his words, which in turn, just made the woman blush and smile even harder than she was before,
"My, my! Look at how cute you are... A virgin, yes? Aha! Don't worry, I'll take real good care of you..." The female forced the sweating blue-eyed boy back to the nearest wall, wrapping her leg around his, which just forced out tears at the ends of his eyes.
"Get off him." Both Takemichi and the woman on top of him snapped their heads to where the calm, but stern voice came from. A tall, sunflower blond was what their eyes were met with. The piercing crystal eyes and the burn mark over his left made his entire appearance seem intimidating, yet the way they were slanted down and the eyelashes that rimmed his gaze were pleasing to the eye. He was wearing a green suit with golden outlines of koi fish embroidered into it, along with a desaturated red pair of pants.
"Can't you see he's uncomfortable?" The blond tilted his head to the side, slanting his glare at the woman, who narrowed hers in return. Takemichi on the other hand took a better look at the guy, confirming if what he was looking at was real.
"And who might you be?... Oh, I see! I'm sorry babe, I'm not into guys like you, more of a babyfaced cutie type of gal... not into those who think they're all tough and some sort of bad boy..." The woman wrapped her arms around the neck of the ravenette, leaning into his chest.
Clearly, that pissed the blond off, he put his hand on the brunette's shoulder with an expression of 'bitch, try me.',
"Listen here you dirty whore, I'm giving you one chance to get off the guy and scram." The girl gritted her teeth, furrowing her eyebrows.
"Hmph..." She got off Takemichi, frowning, then handed the ravenette a card and left, making a 'call me' motion with her hand.
Takemichi stood there, awestruck with what just happened. His savior on the other hand took one look at the card, snatched it from the shorters grasp, crumpled it, and then threw it on the ground. Not even a single word was exchanged between the two before the blond took Takemichi by the arm and made his way to the door, avoiding the small groups of people, waiters, and he stayed a solid six feet away from any females in the space (good social distancing, dude!!).
Just a few moments later, the taller of the two swung the door open and dragged the confused Takemichi a fair distance away from the club, walking at a paste that could almost be considered running. The two ended up at a park, a small one that could easily blend in with the night sky and be missed by anyone around. The taller sat down on a bench and sighed,
"Dirty hoe bags, all of them..." He leaned back into the bench, resting his arms on the top of the backside as Takemichi just looked at him, slightly surprised by the sudden diss on the strippers back in the club.
"... Well? Are you going to sit down or just look at me as if I were a stranger of some sort?" The much more nervous male of the two slightly jumped at the offer but complied with it anyways.
"Never thought I'd see you of all people at a strip club of all places, Hanagaki..." The blond raised his head up to the sky, giving the stunned Takemichi a side glance, which in turn put a face of realization on the man sitting beside him,
"Ah, you don't recognize me, do you?... That's understandable I guess... we haven't really interacted at all, but then again, shouldn't you take notes on your fellow admins?" Takemichi squinted his eyes, taking a closer look, and then, he recognized his savior.
"Ah! Inui-san?!" Takemichi had seen the blond before, at the Toman admin meetings, but he, the former second division vice-captain in Toman, Hakkai, and this other 'money-making prodigy', Kokonoi had just joined recently, plus the ravenette spent most of his time focused on Chifuyu or Nahoya (Smiley) in those meetings, they were after all the two he felt most comfortable with.
"Inui is fine, I am after all in a lower position than you." Inuis' way in words and tone was actually quite scary, it almost forced the person he was talking to imminently agree with whatever he was saying, or comply with his requests.
"So, Hanagaki, did one of your friends get you dragged into that hellish club as well?" Takemichi raised his eyebrows in shock,
"Eh? How did you know?" The blond sighed deeply, a scowl returning to his face.
"It's why I was there two, Simone has a record of paying people to bring some of their friends in and promote the club, I can only assume that's what happened with my friend... he is money obsessed after all..." Inui rolled his eyes at the last part of his statement.
"Eh?? That's what they do? Jeez... Makoto what are you doing?..." Takemichi shook his head at his Mizo Middle friend.
"Hm, guess we both got unlucky with pitiful acquaintances... Back to the matter on hand, are you ok? You looked like you were going to turn to stone back there." Inui looked at Takemichi, who was flushing up in embarrassment,
"Oh don't worry about that, just not used to girls getting all close 'n stuff you know? Makes me nervous." The ravenette smiled scratching his cheek, which much to his confusion, Inui looked away, ears tinned a shade of light red. Clearing his throat and rubbing his nose a little, the blond turned back towards Takemichi and started to talk again,
"Huh, a Toman admin gets nervous when girls get too close? That's almost charming to know..." A light chuckle escaped Takemichi hearing this,
"Well I guess that's just how it is, doesn't Hakkai-kun also freeze up around girls?" The ravenette beamed light remembering what Mitsuya had told him about Hakkai, meanwhile Inui was just staring at the guy. The blond then threaded his fingers into the ravenettes hair on his nape, and thrust his hand upward, releasing Takemichis curly hair undoing anything that might have been holding it down.
"...Huh?? Inui, what'd you do that for?" Takemichi grabbed a clip from inside his pocket and tried to pin his hair down again.
"Sorry, just wanted to do that since the moment I laid eyes on you, your hair is nice. Very soft." The shorter of the two stopped dead in his tracks, looking at Inui with a confused face, just to be mirrored in his action.
"Ah, sorry, I this I misinterpreted your words..." Takemichi pressed his wrist against his forehead, shaking it as well.
"Hm? Really? I don't think you did..."
...
'Eh?' For the second time tonight, Takemichi had found himself dumbfounded, he looked at Inui, who was furrowing his eyebrows and blushing quite a bit.
...
"What?-" The ringing from Takemichis pocket startled both of the guys on the bench. The ravenette didn't waste a second answering it,
"PARTNER, WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?!!" The sound of Chifuyu blowing up on the other side made Takemichi remember, that's right, he kinda left his friends without explanation.
"Aha... sorry Chifuyu I'm at a nearby park right now, I'll come back right now..."
"Yeah you better, don't just go waltzing off by yourself without explanation!" The line cut and Takemichi, turned back to Inui, refusing to make any eye contact.
"W-Would you lookat that! I have to go, Chifuyu is calling me!... Uhm, see you at the next meeting!" Not a moment more worth of this awkwardness Takemichi fled the since, making his way back to his friends and the club, leaving a tomato red Inui behind him...
"shit..." The blond whispered under his breath, not like anyone would've heard even if he screamed it at the top of his lungs.
"Ok, ok, jeez, sorry babe..." The brunette from earlier was bending down in a perfect 90 degrees, being held down by Makoto.
"Yeah, sorry about her Takemichi, this is the friend who gave me those passes, she can be a real idiot sometimes." Makotos' grip on the girls' nape got evidently stronger, but it hardly fazed the woman, in fact she just smirked at it.
"Call me Yatsume, Kojima if you wanna be fancy." Yatsume tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, giving a toothy grin as she did that.
"Ah, it's fine... no hard feelings?..." Takemichi raised his hands, assuring that it was ok.
"Where were you anyway partner? I saw you get dragged away by that guy with his fancy green suit and couldn't find you anywhere in the club after that, where did you go man?" Chifuyu cut in the conversation, crossing his arms and raising a curious eyebrow.
"Don't worry about it Chifuyu, just... went for a breather..." Takemichi covered the lower half of his face, covering the blush spreading over his face thinking about what Inui had said earlier, avoiding the suspicion taking over his partner's face, before it got switched into a face of realization.
"Suuure, Partner... Suuuure...." Chifuyu nudged the flustered ravenette,
"Oh shut it, Chifuyu! Whatever you're thinking I can guarantee it's wrong..." The blond just snickered in response, following his partner to the car while Makoto was still scolding Yatsume.
"He probably didn't mean it like that anyways... maybe... Yeah, I'm just overthinking it..." Takemichi mumbled to himself as he sat into the small vehicle, scratching his neck in embarrassment.