Hit the Pavement - Chapter 15
Chapter: 15
Pairing(s): Die x Uruha
Character(s): Aki, Hyde, Aoi, & Reita
Bands: SID, Dir en grey, the GazettE, & L'Arc~en~Ciel
Rating: overall NC-17
Summary: Aki meets someone from the other side and Uruha is on the prowl for a little fun.
Author's Notes: The fun part of this whole chapter was writing up seductive little Uruha.
9:30 pm - Central Japan
Aki slams the empty shot glass on the table and stares at the dark surface. He grumbles a little to himself and glances at the small group of men surrounding the jukebox. Sighing, he looks back down and suddenly feels the presence of another person beside him.
He turns his head lazily and glares at the newcomer smiling at him. “What do you want?” he asks a bit rudely.
“Aren’t you part of the West Japan yakuza?” the man asks back.
“Yeah, who wants to know?”
“Hyde desu, you’re enemy. I was wondering if you wanted to change teams,” he suggests.
“Nani?”
The older man sits up on the small chair and keeps the pleasant expression on his face. “We’ve all noticed the way you’ve been acting around the other members and it’s obvious you have something against one of them.”
Aki leans back and loosens his grip on the glass, listening intently as his rival continues to speak. “Join us on the other side. Help us get rid of the West yakuza. You’re too good for them anyway and they’re only holding back your true strength.”
The younger man plays with his lip ring as he processes everything the other was telling him. His words appear to be true in his mind. Ever since the incident with him and Toshiya, he sensed jealousy consume his neutral thoughts. His brother always took the glory from him and he knew he would never get the chance to be promoted.
“Why me? How do I know the same thing won’t happen?” he asks.
“Kaoru-san gives us equal opportunity and he doesn’t hesitate with the decision of revenge,” Hyde convinces.
A smile creeps upon his face and he leans in slightly with interest. “I’ll consider it. It would be great to get what I want when I want it.”
10:15 pm - Central Japan
Wrapping his finger around his glass, Uruha takes a sip and nods a bit from the bartender’s words as he looks off at the costumers. He glances at the nearly nude waitresses with a slight smile, then over the dancers performing on the stage and soon catches something with his eyes.
“Bingo,” he says to himself, finishing up his drink and walking over to one of the waitresses. He points to the red head that caught his eye and asks the waitress to get his attention, before he leaves the main room.
The waitress approaches the man focused on the dancers and whispers in his ear. He sits up in his seat, gets up, and follows her to one of the private rooms.
Once he takes a seat, the waitress pours him some wine and hands over the glass, then puts the bottle in the bucket of ice before exiting the room. He takes a sip and settles back in his seat, staring at the empty stage.
A door closes behind him and a blonde man sits next to him, pouring himself a drink for himself as three women walk onto the stage.
“Good evening, Andou-san,” the blonde says calmly, sipping at his glass.
Die slowly turns his head to look at the other. “It’s…it’s you!” he exclaimed, jumping out his seat. He feels over his waist, about to draw his gun until the other waves his hand a bit.
“Calm down. I’m off duty. Just relax and enjoy the show,” Uruha says with a friendly smile.
The red head glares a little at the other and resumes his seat. “What are you doing here? Are you gonna try to pull that same trick on me like Gackt-san?” he asks curiously.
“Iie,” he answers simply, taking another sip and placing the glass down. “You know what’s interesting about women, Andou-san?” Uruha asks, glancing over at him with a slight smile, “How they know a man’s exact weakness. I always found that interesting.”
Die watches his enemy occasionally, then looks back over to the stage, trying not to get too distracted by the dancers’ erotic movements.
“I bet an attractive man like yourself has been intrigued by a woman many times. It’s a nice, easing feeling, isn’t it? How they move so close to you and just whisper those arousing little words in your ear without even touching your most vulnerable points.”
The red head shifts a bit in his seat, getting a little more suspicious in the other’s dialogue, but manages to relax and drinks a little more wine as his continues speaking.
“I really like women. It doesn’t show much, but truthfully, I do enjoy a gentle touch every now and then. The soft traces of a woman’s flawless figure and the scent of sweet, forbidden poison. It’s very intoxicating, especially before you completely devour her.” He smirks to himself, then looks at Die fully. “You do understand what I’m talking about, Andou-san?”
Die nods slowly and takes another sip of his wine.
“But do you know what it’s even more interesting? Allowing a man to tease those vulnerable places and please you even more than any woman ever could.”
The older man quirks a brow and asks, “Do you have a point to this topic?”
Uruha smirks even more as he answers, “Of course I do. I had a reason for bringing you here. You have something special about you that intrigues me and I was wondering if you’d like to play a little game with me.”
“A game? What kind of game?”
“Just a simple little game of vulnerability.”
“Are you planning to get some sort of secret out of me? Because I’m not telling you a da-“
“No no, it’s nothing like that. Just a little off duty fun.”
Die narrows his eyes on the blonde as he speaks, “I bet I can find your weakest spot on you, other than the one between your thighs.” Uruha smirks and lifts his hand to trace his finger along the spot behind the older man’s ear and slowly down his neck.
The red head bites his lip and tries to remain focus on the dancers as they are mostly nude by now, then looks at Uruha from the corner of his eyes as he asks, “Am I right?”
“Why would I tell you? This is a really dumb game, Takashima-san. I’m leaving,” he says, beginning to get up from his seat until Uruha grabs his wrist and leans over to whisper in his ear.
“If you leave the game, you’ll regret it for the rest of your life, Andou-san.” Uruha sits back and smiles up at him innocently.
Die sighs and sits back down as the other leans over again and begins to nip and kiss the spot he pointed out earlier. The older man tilts his head for the other as he bites the middle of his neck and sucks the spot captured between his teeth. The blonde smirks against the other’s skin, then lavishes the spot with an eager kiss, making the man grip the chair suddenly.
“Mmm…so I was right,” he says softly, licking his lips slowly. Moving his lips to give Die’s ear some attention, he whispers hotly, “You know you want to play with me, Andou-san. I know that you’ll make me feel real good tonight.” He licks over the edge of his ear, then moved his lips to press against the other’s, kissing him slowly.
Uruha gets up from his seat and lazily signals the dancers to make their exit as he moves over in front of Die and feels over his chest. He pulls away for a moment, slips Die’s shirt off, and resumes their kiss while teasing his now exposed nipples.
Die moans softly and feels over Uruha’s thighs, lightly resting his hands on his hips. The blonde whispers again, “I knew you could do it.” He moves away and starts swaying his hips to the music as he removes his pants slowly. He reaches over and feels down the red-head’s crotch, before undoing his pants as well. He tugs them down, glancing up occasionally, and hooks the hem of Die’s boxers with his fingers, pulling them off as well.
The blonde takes one more glance down and smirks up at his rival, commenting at what he saw, “Oh yeah…you’re more than ready to play.”
2:05 am - Central Japan
After giving the young man a couple more kicks, the dark haired man plays with his lip ring a bit and rests the pipe on his shoulders as his blonde companion copies his pose with a bat.
“Next time, don’t be such a pussy and bring us the money,” the blonde spat as he watches their victim scramble off.
They watch the man leave and laugh with each other, until the heard the back door of the strip club open. They observe the two men stepping out and make a disgusted face as the slightly taller man grabbed the collar of the red-head and kissed him hard and a bit sloppily. They part ways and the aggressive male cross the pair’s path.
“Well well well…look at what we have here,” the dark haired man says, circling the male.
“Looks like someone did a little more than watch the show,” the blonde comments.
“So, what should we do with this pretty little thing, Rei?”
“Mnn…you can leave me the fuck alone,” Uruha suggests, ruffling his hair some, and continues walking away from the club.
“Nah, that’s too easy. What do you think, Aoi?” the blonde asks.
“I think you should take the slut on a ‘special’ walk,” the other suggests.
“Sounds like a good idea to me,” Reita smirks and puts his arm around the man’s shoulder, leading him away from the scene.
Pairing(s): Die x Uruha
Character(s): Aki, Hyde, Aoi, & Reita
Bands: SID, Dir en grey, the GazettE, & L'Arc~en~Ciel
Rating: overall NC-17
Summary: Aki meets someone from the other side and Uruha is on the prowl for a little fun.
Author's Notes: The fun part of this whole chapter was writing up seductive little Uruha.
9:30 pm - Central Japan
Aki slams the empty shot glass on the table and stares at the dark surface. He grumbles a little to himself and glances at the small group of men surrounding the jukebox. Sighing, he looks back down and suddenly feels the presence of another person beside him.
He turns his head lazily and glares at the newcomer smiling at him. “What do you want?” he asks a bit rudely.
“Aren’t you part of the West Japan yakuza?” the man asks back.
“Yeah, who wants to know?”
“Hyde desu, you’re enemy. I was wondering if you wanted to change teams,” he suggests.
“Nani?”
The older man sits up on the small chair and keeps the pleasant expression on his face. “We’ve all noticed the way you’ve been acting around the other members and it’s obvious you have something against one of them.”
Aki leans back and loosens his grip on the glass, listening intently as his rival continues to speak. “Join us on the other side. Help us get rid of the West yakuza. You’re too good for them anyway and they’re only holding back your true strength.”
The younger man plays with his lip ring as he processes everything the other was telling him. His words appear to be true in his mind. Ever since the incident with him and Toshiya, he sensed jealousy consume his neutral thoughts. His brother always took the glory from him and he knew he would never get the chance to be promoted.
“Why me? How do I know the same thing won’t happen?” he asks.
“Kaoru-san gives us equal opportunity and he doesn’t hesitate with the decision of revenge,” Hyde convinces.
A smile creeps upon his face and he leans in slightly with interest. “I’ll consider it. It would be great to get what I want when I want it.”
10:15 pm - Central Japan
Wrapping his finger around his glass, Uruha takes a sip and nods a bit from the bartender’s words as he looks off at the costumers. He glances at the nearly nude waitresses with a slight smile, then over the dancers performing on the stage and soon catches something with his eyes.
“Bingo,” he says to himself, finishing up his drink and walking over to one of the waitresses. He points to the red head that caught his eye and asks the waitress to get his attention, before he leaves the main room.
The waitress approaches the man focused on the dancers and whispers in his ear. He sits up in his seat, gets up, and follows her to one of the private rooms.
Once he takes a seat, the waitress pours him some wine and hands over the glass, then puts the bottle in the bucket of ice before exiting the room. He takes a sip and settles back in his seat, staring at the empty stage.
A door closes behind him and a blonde man sits next to him, pouring himself a drink for himself as three women walk onto the stage.
“Good evening, Andou-san,” the blonde says calmly, sipping at his glass.
Die slowly turns his head to look at the other. “It’s…it’s you!” he exclaimed, jumping out his seat. He feels over his waist, about to draw his gun until the other waves his hand a bit.
“Calm down. I’m off duty. Just relax and enjoy the show,” Uruha says with a friendly smile.
The red head glares a little at the other and resumes his seat. “What are you doing here? Are you gonna try to pull that same trick on me like Gackt-san?” he asks curiously.
“Iie,” he answers simply, taking another sip and placing the glass down. “You know what’s interesting about women, Andou-san?” Uruha asks, glancing over at him with a slight smile, “How they know a man’s exact weakness. I always found that interesting.”
Die watches his enemy occasionally, then looks back over to the stage, trying not to get too distracted by the dancers’ erotic movements.
“I bet an attractive man like yourself has been intrigued by a woman many times. It’s a nice, easing feeling, isn’t it? How they move so close to you and just whisper those arousing little words in your ear without even touching your most vulnerable points.”
The red head shifts a bit in his seat, getting a little more suspicious in the other’s dialogue, but manages to relax and drinks a little more wine as his continues speaking.
“I really like women. It doesn’t show much, but truthfully, I do enjoy a gentle touch every now and then. The soft traces of a woman’s flawless figure and the scent of sweet, forbidden poison. It’s very intoxicating, especially before you completely devour her.” He smirks to himself, then looks at Die fully. “You do understand what I’m talking about, Andou-san?”
Die nods slowly and takes another sip of his wine.
“But do you know what it’s even more interesting? Allowing a man to tease those vulnerable places and please you even more than any woman ever could.”
The older man quirks a brow and asks, “Do you have a point to this topic?”
Uruha smirks even more as he answers, “Of course I do. I had a reason for bringing you here. You have something special about you that intrigues me and I was wondering if you’d like to play a little game with me.”
“A game? What kind of game?”
“Just a simple little game of vulnerability.”
“Are you planning to get some sort of secret out of me? Because I’m not telling you a da-“
“No no, it’s nothing like that. Just a little off duty fun.”
Die narrows his eyes on the blonde as he speaks, “I bet I can find your weakest spot on you, other than the one between your thighs.” Uruha smirks and lifts his hand to trace his finger along the spot behind the older man’s ear and slowly down his neck.
The red head bites his lip and tries to remain focus on the dancers as they are mostly nude by now, then looks at Uruha from the corner of his eyes as he asks, “Am I right?”
“Why would I tell you? This is a really dumb game, Takashima-san. I’m leaving,” he says, beginning to get up from his seat until Uruha grabs his wrist and leans over to whisper in his ear.
“If you leave the game, you’ll regret it for the rest of your life, Andou-san.” Uruha sits back and smiles up at him innocently.
Die sighs and sits back down as the other leans over again and begins to nip and kiss the spot he pointed out earlier. The older man tilts his head for the other as he bites the middle of his neck and sucks the spot captured between his teeth. The blonde smirks against the other’s skin, then lavishes the spot with an eager kiss, making the man grip the chair suddenly.
“Mmm…so I was right,” he says softly, licking his lips slowly. Moving his lips to give Die’s ear some attention, he whispers hotly, “You know you want to play with me, Andou-san. I know that you’ll make me feel real good tonight.” He licks over the edge of his ear, then moved his lips to press against the other’s, kissing him slowly.
Uruha gets up from his seat and lazily signals the dancers to make their exit as he moves over in front of Die and feels over his chest. He pulls away for a moment, slips Die’s shirt off, and resumes their kiss while teasing his now exposed nipples.
Die moans softly and feels over Uruha’s thighs, lightly resting his hands on his hips. The blonde whispers again, “I knew you could do it.” He moves away and starts swaying his hips to the music as he removes his pants slowly. He reaches over and feels down the red-head’s crotch, before undoing his pants as well. He tugs them down, glancing up occasionally, and hooks the hem of Die’s boxers with his fingers, pulling them off as well.
The blonde takes one more glance down and smirks up at his rival, commenting at what he saw, “Oh yeah…you’re more than ready to play.”
2:05 am - Central Japan
After giving the young man a couple more kicks, the dark haired man plays with his lip ring a bit and rests the pipe on his shoulders as his blonde companion copies his pose with a bat.
“Next time, don’t be such a pussy and bring us the money,” the blonde spat as he watches their victim scramble off.
They watch the man leave and laugh with each other, until the heard the back door of the strip club open. They observe the two men stepping out and make a disgusted face as the slightly taller man grabbed the collar of the red-head and kissed him hard and a bit sloppily. They part ways and the aggressive male cross the pair’s path.
“Well well well…look at what we have here,” the dark haired man says, circling the male.
“Looks like someone did a little more than watch the show,” the blonde comments.
“So, what should we do with this pretty little thing, Rei?”
“Mnn…you can leave me the fuck alone,” Uruha suggests, ruffling his hair some, and continues walking away from the club.
“Nah, that’s too easy. What do you think, Aoi?” the blonde asks.
“I think you should take the slut on a ‘special’ walk,” the other suggests.
“Sounds like a good idea to me,” Reita smirks and puts his arm around the man’s shoulder, leading him away from the scene.