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~PROLOGUE~

Envy SebastianMichealisFaustus InkompleteWish Giggly

 

Paradise....when I think of it, I imagine a place where I can be free, content, and happy; a place where I can rest in peace from the hell of being alive....but in reality, our reality; its a place where the one with the most money counts, where sex is just important as breathing, where who you are could matter less in the eyes of those who want you, own you. But thats just how it is isnt it? How our lives have to be just because...right? Paradise....the place is like piece heaven if hell gave a damn about pleasing the souls that came crashing in...but thats just my thoughts...what I think. A Limbo where all of those who enter dance, sex, and drug away their lives till they wake up, if ever, and see that suddenly their lost and now its too late to find a way back...to what? I dont know, but whatever it is, maybe it's better than this, better than being an empty husk, who's soul is cracked...but...maybe thats just me...

The bases thumped load and deafening as the throngs of of people danced in erratic patterns; like bee's in a hive surrounded by all the sweet things their hearts lusted for, the air smelled of sweat, sex and other unpleasant things. The strobe lights flashed blinding and hypnotizing as the people dance entranced to the techno music that only further intensified their reckless, erotic movements. Hiroki leaned over the rail of the upper balcony of the second floor watching the people below, his eyes focused yet lost as he watched methodically chewing a stick treat; a substitute for a cigarette. Tonight was a good night, a busy night, a night where anything and everything could happen; the skies the limits, Hiroki chuckled softly to himself still watching, remembering how he used to be just like them; a directionless youth living by his own rules of order and pleasure, how the music make his heart pound in ecstasy; the sweat and press of another human against him made his body lust like an animal in heat...~F*ck the world and all the rest~ he thought, remembering the motto of his youth. Hiroki sighed standing up straight, fixing his tie, his dark Italian navy blue suite costume made to hug against his every curve, his hair was tousled, and cut short, but long enough to shadow his deep blue eyes, he looked the part of Paradise's top host. Paradise... Hiroki mused as he walked around the upper floor..This is the place where we make peoples dreams come true; their sexual fantasies a reality...he smiled greeting clients. The second floor was where all the really big rollers played, where only the best sat in comfort, waited on hand and foot and where the purchases for the night were made; below was the mask of Paradise. A V.I.P dance club, and a wreathing sex parlor by night all run effectively by the notorious and deadly. Hiroki smiled easily passing by others of his profession, young and once innocent boys and girls alike dressed in all manners of clothing to best bring in the clients. He stopped, at the guarded staircase that lead up to the higher floor, absentmindedly taking out another treat, popping it in his mouth like a smoke... A Paradise for the rich and a limbo for the damned he thought, with a slight grin..."Show time"

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Hiren stood by a long couch and thought about the sudden death of himself as if we're to ever really happen. A few men and women alike smiled at him and he smiled back hiding the fact that his heart is hurting so bad he wants to curl into a gothic ball and die. He saw Hiroki walk and smile towards his ever adoring fans. The dark host sighed and sat on the couch only to be crowded by his clients. The goth slapped a smile on his face, he talked up the clients like the adore and two leave. One still stays and moves closer to the host. Hires wonders even to the day how he got to where he was and why he ever had befriended the host king, Hiroki, but he somewhat thought it was for a good reason. And yes of course the people here, they're great to him, at least that's how he sees it: they give his sex and drinks and whatnot and he gets paid for it anyway, who wouldn't want a life lie this. But Hiren still wishes for a soulmate and he hasn't found one yet leaving him feeling empty.

Hiren processed, at least tried to, in his head while the client talked. Hires tuned back into what the client says assaying and responded to the man, "You're beautiful."

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Kohaku opened the fancy door to 'Paradise'. It was like any other day. Work had been hard and the young man just wanted to relax. Still, he couldn't do so if he was alone. He would panic and hypervantilating. It was a habit or rather a trauma, he just couldn't be without anyone to talk too. Except in his sleep of course. It was hard, living a life like this but Kohaku managed till now. The host club he went to was known for offering quite a large range on services. The most used one is sex. Who wouldn't accept the offer of a sexy and hot host after all? Well, if you got the money that is. 'Paradise' wasn't the cheapest host club for sure but you always found someone to talk too and so on. Its just that Kohaku found it after a while of searching and he is usually the type of guy to keep his habits of visiting the same shops.

 

After Kohaku entered the place, he was greeted with a 'welcome' and a rather disturbing smell for most. Yet, he didn't care. Over the years it has become quite normal to him. Saitoh only came to talk, he never took up one of the other services. He would usually go to the bar and drink something, chat with the bartender and some of the hosts. Sometimes the young man danced on the dance floor. But it was rather rare to see him dance. He made his way to the bar and ordered his usual drink. A sweet flavoured coctail. As always, he started this night with small talk to the bartender. The worker wondered if something different would happen today. It was 'Paradise' after all, there were bound to happen some events tonight.

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Arashi leaned away from the ear of the laughing woman by his side and smiled as he rubbed a hand over the knee of the man on his other side drinking, before turning his attention to another man trying to speak to him as well.

 

He didn't mind having his attention so divided. In fact he loved the attention.

 

The man whose knee he had been touching leaned closer and wrapped an arm around his waist, but the man nor the woman seemed to get the hint, and Arashi wasn't about to send them away, not when he could possibly pick up more than one client tonight.

 

Its happened. And if he was extra good, he could get more than one at a time again.

 

While the two men stared each other down, he turned his green and gray gaze to the bar as the woman played with his shirt collar.

 

He wanted a drink, and he didn't really trust one of the clients to get if for him.

 

Had that experience once, and never again.

 

With a promise to return, he slipped away from his place and made his way to the bar, sending smiles and small hellos to those who spoke to him and teasingly evading groping hands as he went. By the time he reached the bar, he had several names for running tabs to place his order on, and he planned to use one of them.

 

Sliding into a seat at the bar , he ordered his drink when the bartender turned his attention from the man he was speaking to.

 

When the man behind the bar went off to make his drink, Arashi looked to the man next to him. He had seen him there before, and he knew who he was. He had heard the other host talk about his coming there to simply talk and nothing more.

 

Weird.

 

He had never spoken to the man before and he decided maybe he should change that. If he got bored then he could always leave.

 

Turning in his seat he tilted his head just a bit as he “You look like you could use another round. How's about I get the next one.” he offered, giving the man a small smile.

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Yowai waltzed into 'Paradise' and inhaled, he smiled and walked towards the couches and took a seat and waited, just waited. He enjoyed watching the hosts scramble around and wanted them to have less clients. The time he walked in was the time the big crowds had disappeared. He still couldn't decide which host he would rather have tonight. His eyes followed Hiroki's movements, but so do most, the host's was beautiful, much more so than any of the others. But then he saw Arashi and didn't know what to think. He hummed to himself just enjoying the hosts' beauty from afar, then he approached Hiroki and smiled.

"Hello," he said still holding his drink in his hand.

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Hiroki stood tall over looking the main floor from the VIP lounge balcony, he tapped his nail against the glass and smiled when he noticed all of the attention his best host's were getting. he turned around, altered his suit and walked back into the lounge.

 

The VIP lounge is decorated in deep purples and reds with splash of golds and silvers throughout the room. Along the feature wall there is a medium sized bar with large chair styled stools that the VIP's could use. In the room there are a few tables, chairs and couches as well as a small stage in the center of the room. The host's would use this stage to put on a show and get the VIP's more in the mood for the Host's true 'duties' and in turn, more willing to spend their money. Either side of the bar there is are some doors, two are in a silver color one golden and another one a solid black with a thin floral pattern running down it. The black door lead to a stair case which took the VIP's to the main floor and vice versa. The silver and golden doors opened into separate corridors, and in each corridor there is a row of doors with number on them. Behind each of these doors is a bed room for the host's main duties. However, the difference between the silver and golden rooms is the privacy provided. Half of the Silver room can be access by all member in the club, the other half only by VIP members. The doors the VIP's can go into open up into a small viewing room behind a one way mirror. This allowed the VIP's to watch the Non-VIP's with some of the Host's. The golden section is rather unlike this, the golden room provide 100% privacy.

 

 

Hiroki walked around the VIP lounge scanning the VIP's to see who might pay out big but no one stood out. He walked towards the black door and head down the stairs into the main floor. He walked over to the bar and got a drink of vodka and began his walk around. Alot of the client here knew hiroki and in turn knew his role. Unlike with other hosts, people didn't touch hiroki without his permission first, or so he thought. He felt a firm hard grip on his bum cheek and stopped where he was when he heard ' how much for the night sugar ' he turned around with a innocent smile and a leaned over to the man. The smell seeping from the man made his nose twitch slightly before hikori whispered into the guys ear ' more then you can afford ' he whispered. He took the shot glass from the man hand, stood up straight and drank it in one. Hikori smirked and looked down into the mans eyes and leaned close before slamming the shot glass down harshly onto the mans, manhood. He turned, smiled, altered his suit again and continue to walk the main section.

 

{ sorry im so late, some family stuff has come up, and sorry for the pretty rushed post, i'll do a better one next time, sorry}

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While talking to the bartender the young man tugged on his loose suit. It was slowly getting hotter in here. And not of the thing you might think. It was rather because more and more people visited the bar. It was almost as if they fought over the champanger and the like. Maybe to please the resident host, who knows. Normally he would welcome the people around him but as he cannot live without anyone, he cannot live with a mass of people pushing and tugging here and there. But to his luck, the people started leaving soon enough with the desired alcohol. So now he was able to talk to the bartender again. The bartender was his little informant. The man always told him the newest juice that happened and so on. It was entertaining listening to him.

 

But after a while, someone new sat down next to him. Kohaku turned his head when he heared the other speak to him. After thinking about what the other had said, a small smile lit up his face. "If your sure, gladly! Names' Kohaku Saitoh, your a host right? Saw you sometimes." he said, looking at the other. He could see why the other was a host. Dark hair, beautiful eye colour, defined body and generally handsome. Well, he shouldn't be surprised. Most people here got quite the look. Some more than other but the hosts were the cream topping in 'Paradise'. Though he wondered why the other would start a conversation and even buy him a drink. It was surely not just talking the whole time. The other is a host after all. Host tend to seduce their 'prey' after all. But Kohaku stopped with the accusing. The saying goes 'Never jugde a book by its cover' after all. Maybe the one sitting next to him really just wanted to talk.

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“Of course I'm sure. I'm Storm.” he said with a smile before he turned to the bartender as he placed his drink near Arashi's arm, giving him instructions to get Kohaku another drink on the same tab name.

 

The man had given him permission to order whatever he liked, he never said he had to be the one drinking it.

 

Turning his attention back to the man by his side, “Yes, I'm a host here and I've seen you as well. I thought you might like the company since this guy over here,” he indicated the bartender “can get busy and leave you on your own.”

 

Arashi took a sip of his drink before giving the man his full attention once again.

 

Maybe this whole thing could be interesting after all. He was use to having to deal with the physically eager people, and he could take a break from all the groping, so its a mutual beneficial situation.

 

“So tell me Kohaku, what has you looking so worn?”

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Hikori stop half way up the stairs to the VIP lounge and thought to himself ' did someone just call my name ' he hear the call again and walked down the stairs to see Yowai standing there with his drink clasped in hand. 'Hows the night going so far Yowai?' He said looking Yowai up and down before leaning against the wall. ' i noticed you had alot of attenstion as normal' Hikori winks at him smiles softly.

 

 

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Yowai smiles and takes another drink. "hehe, um so," he starts speaking nervously but then regains control in his voice, "So Hikori, how much for your...services?" He asks once again taking another drink. He smiled at the host and was hoping he wasn't rejected like that other guy, who was also very unattractive and was still in Yowai's thoughts 'how did he even get in here' was what he thought for a brief two seconds. He smiled up at the host.

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Hikori looked at Yowai and smiled. he took a step towards Yowai and wrapped his hands around the glass Yowai was holding and lean close to Yowai ' far more then you can afford ' he smirked slightly ' altho... ' and smirked with a slightly sinister grin on his face ' im sure we can find a suitable arrangement'. he said as his hands move from Yowai's glass and onto cheek. Hikori smirked as he look into Yowai's eyes ' your eyes have always befuddled me Yowai. ' he said as his other hand moved down the side of Yowai's body to his hip, Hikori pushed Yowai against the wall and smirked ' so, how much do you think it'd take to get my services? '

 

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Hikori sent shivers down Yowai's spine. Yowai stumbled nervously trying to gather his words, but he re collected himself.

"h-h-how much?" Yowai said falling a part once again, asking himself. Yowai gained some courage, and pressed his body against Hikori's, "You know what I want...so what do you want?"

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Hikori smirked at Yowai's response 'im sure you guess at what i want' he said staring into Yowai's eyes. He gently moved his hand from Yowai's hip and around his waist before moving it lower and gently pinching his bum. Hikori placed his lips next to Yowai's ear and lightly bit and pulling on the piercing before whispering 'i wonder how many people you've let up here' he said as he pinched Yowai's plump bum once again. Hikori's other hand began to wonder all over Yowai's slender body stopping and pinching each time he hit the small lump's of Yowais nipples. His hand moved down his body and stopped as he felt the cold metal studded belt Yowai was wearing. 'if you want me to go further you're going to have to give me something in return' he said with a sinister smirk plastered across his face.

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(sorry that its not much.)

 

"Nice to meet you Storm." Kohaku said, eagerly taking the glass of alcohol offered to him. It was nice in a while to just go drinking. After taking a short sip from his drink, he put the glass down again and rotated on his bar stool to face the other better. "Well, actually i'd rather not talk about that but well....Work has been pretty hard today and i am not used to be alone so i visited. By the way, those girls and guys are glaring at me." he said, not being intimidated by the glares at all. Kohaku was a happy go luck typ sometimes and he didn't really care what others thought of him. When Storm replied that the bartender would often leave him alone, Kohaku only nodded and huffed. The young man knew that nobody could always talk to him so this was a nice change to talk to a host. "And? How's your day been?" he asked, taking the glass again and taking a longer sip.

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Yowai gasped and moved his lips to the host's ear and whispered, "I like your style." He nibbled on Hiroki's earlobe then moved to look at the host's eyes. He kissed his neck and played with the tie around the host's neck.

"I have no problem with public places but would you like to," He stopped looking up, motioning if the host would like to go to a room or stay since he had no problem with it, it's a host club after all. Yowai brushed his hand over Hiroki's crotch and bit his own lip looking at the host. Waiting for an answer.

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Arashi chuckled at his comment about the people glaring at him.

 

“Ignore them.” he advised him as he lowered his glass from his lips and back onto the bar top.

 

Not sparing a look in their direction, he gave a small careless shrug of his shoulder

 

“They are waiting for me to return, but since you have my attention right now. They can wait.” he told not at all bothered that they were obviously getting impatient with waiting.

 

A faint smile curved his lips at the mans question.

 

“My day. It's been unstressed and filled with lots of naps, until I came here of course. Then it's just...” he stopped to take a drink from his glass, then looked back to the other man “...interesting. Not much here is predictable.”

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"Yes, i can tell. For example that a host would come and talk to me." he said, laughing lightly. He took another sip from his glass and looked around. There where a lot of people running around and trying to either get pleased or to be the one doing the pleasing. Sometimes, you could see guest looming over their hosts and touching at.....unapropriate places. Well, it wasn't uncommon in 'Paradise' so it wasn't anything new to him.

 

"I don't want to be rude but is being a host hard? I mean....there sure are some rather unpleasant customers." he asked, not wanting to be rude to the other but he was really interested. It always seemed to come natural to them after all.

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Arashi chuckled at the question.

 

“For some maybe. If they aren't use to this type of work, then most likely they'll have a hard time adjusting.” he responded as he leaned one elbow onto the bar top.

 

He dropped his chin into the palm of his hand

 

“And some clients can be... a handful. But you learn to deal with them in different ways. But when your desperate for a client, you have to put up with those the others stay away from. I'm fortunate enough to be able have my pick and not settle.”

 

He motioned for the bar tender for another drink for them both.

 

“What about you? I never heard of you taking a host into a room. None appeal to you any?”

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