Starstruck

[Reno]

Everyone knew one truth in this town: Night life was never the same as day life. Each person stepped into the sun and swaggered into the moon. Few feared the day, most feared the night. During the day there were cars in traffic jams, crowded businesses, children learning. At night there were speeding cars unhindered, darkened buildings, teenagers sneaking out. There was no soul in this world who could say there life was not in some way diffused from the norm once the stars came out.

And then the sun would come up and life was back to normal.

A night of professionalism. One that always happened. The curtains were cracked open, allowing for the moon to sneak in. It snuck along the floor, illuminated the two on the bed, creaking loud as their bodies moved. But not to get comfortable, oh no, they were plenty comfortable already. “Ooh…ooh!! Yes, right there!!” The lean body arched, cries falling continuously as his body was jerked, his hips held tight. “Fuck! Ooooh fuck yes!” Laying along the bed, another man, his groans filling the air, mixing with the smaller’s yells for a beautiful tone of music all their own. There was a shout of warning, their movements increasing their tempo, an erratic display of movement, and then it was over, a sweaty body laying over the other and panting hard, blue, blue eyes falling shut.

When they opened next, it came with a small groan, spiky brunette hair still plastered against his forehead but the light of day sneaking in through the window. He knew the stiff feeling on his stomach was dry semen and he mumbled, turning onto his back and shut his eyes.

At the sound of movement in the connected bathroom of the hotel though, his eyes snapped open and he sat up, sheets pooling around his waist. “Hello…?” There was a pause, and then a man emerged. He had recently showered, it was obvious from the way the silver hair had darkened by so many shades and he wore only pair of loose pants. In his hand was two cups, steaming.

He kept himself from staring but accepted the cup with a bit of numb surprise. Ah, one of these types? He didn’t look it. “Thank you…” He mumbled, bringing the cup close and blew across the top of it, looking down at it. It wasn’t coffee. Tea. Hmm… that was unexpected as well. Most college kids survived on coffee. Not everyone was as naturally… ‘bouncy’ as him in the mornings.

He rose his eyes, meeting the deep aquamarine that had enraptured him the night before and smiled. “My name is Sora, by the way.”

That was how it happened. He had never seen this man on campus before – he must have had different hours, but obviously the same class. They were on a trip, took a Charter bus from Uni five hours downhill to go to the Hotel de Beau on the western side of the state. It was a high class dinner party, where they went to meet some aged war veterans who spoke all about the Twilight War. He remembered they had been sitting down for dinner and his eyes, for no reason at all searched the crowd… and they met that chillingly beautiful aqua-blue. Desire met and mixed like a tangible thing in the air between them.

And that was that. He didn’t know his name, he didn’t know his history. He knew nothing of him at all. But soon enough he found himself hiding back as the crowd thinned and went to bed. He found himself getting an elevator going up only to perchance have to hold it for the well-built, stunning silverette. He found himself stumbling backwards into a dark room in a heated battle of tongues, as clothes were removed and tossed to the floor. He found himself digging out the last condom from his wallet – because, of course, he had to be safe.

It wasn’t love. They fucked; he knew that. He always knew that. And sometimes, he would walk out of this room 50 or 100 or even on a very rare occasion 300 dollars richer. Sometimes… he would just walk out the insurance he already stole beforehand safely tucked away. The school knew nothing. The students knew everything even though few knew his name. All they needed to find to know for sure who he was is the little crown charm on his chest. On days he wore it, they were the days he found himself in another’s room. Of course having worn it since his innocent days, he sometimes forgot he was no longer as pure as the fine silver and it slipped his mind to take it off and found himself pinned to a bed anyways.

This night, he hadn’t meant to. He never expected here, so far from home, anyone would be so daring so he hadn’t consciously paid attention as he slipped the familiar cold rings of metal around his neck. But someone, this someone, knew the rules and he had to respect that and play fair. He never expected this deep, mysterious –looking, overly serious piece of eye candy however would play nice. Usually the types that did that were first-timers who were bumbling but overly sweet. He rather liked those – but they were rare and few and far between the business-like and sometimes rough affairs he was accustomed to.

Now that he thought about the night before though, this man had been overly sweet but certainly not bumbling – and while it felt business-like it was… intimate. Almost as if he genuinely… liked him.

Heh, but no. That was silly. No one honestly and truly liked him.


A wild night life. One like never before. Rip-roaring drunk college kids and teens with fake IDs consolidated in one place, hopping, bumping and grinding to music their over-worked ears only half heard. A strange sight, woman with woman, men with men. A gay bar. A sight of blue eyes glanced around, spotting his friend and her lover-girl doing some very interesting remake of the final scene of Step It Up. If you know, there was more kissing then dancing. He glanced again and caught sight of something wonderful. His catch. Mascara darkened eyes glittered, pale lips glossed; the make-up a ‘sexy’ edition of himself apparently or so she said.

It certainly worked as he danced his way through the crowd, taking no time to get to the smaller male. Their eyes met, the interest was there and it was instant. They danced, their bodies so close every movement was there. The blonde was already hard, he felt it, and hot, heavy pants filled his ears as his hands on his waist drew him nearer still their hips close as their erections grinded. Heard his harsh breathes turn harsher still as his hand slipped down two layers of elastic and curled around the hard need. Heard it, felt it as he came in his hand in minutes, screaming in the crowd and no one heard. No one noticed. Everyone was drunk. The body stopped dancing, shaking against him as he recovered and then the next thing he knew he was being tugged away, off the dance floor. Next thing he realized he was somewhere, a car, and oh fuck those pretty pale lips were around him sucking hard and fast. He couldn’t take it as his hips arched up and his eyes closed, calling out wordlessly.

Eyes opened to day. The make-up was washed away. The tight clothing set away for another day. Beside him, his friend laughed, her arm around a slim and dainty silverette’s waist.

“Jeez Ter, you act like you fucked him. He just sucked you off.”
“It was fucking good, okay?” Terra snapped to the blue-haired woman, the blush on his cheeks easy to see.
“Suuure but I’m just saying-“ Aqua continued, but a slight jab in the ribs from her girlfriend made her silence herself. “Alright, alright, Fuu-fighter I’ll leave him alone~” Ugh, whoever said ‘Fuu-fighter’ was a cute pet name for Fuujin should be shot (A.K.A Aqua). Then again he’d be down one friend and he really didn’t have many of those to spare.

Terra pulled open the door at the minimart, his nails still black (so he had no nail polish remover, sue him; Aqua was to blame anyways) and the three shuffled in. His eyes looked about seeing tiny aisles of confections, the right wall decorated with glass-paned fridges – there main target as they were looking to get some energy drinks before school along with a quick breakfast snack. Then he saw him – nearly right across from him, stocking an aisle and froze not even noticing his friend’s slipping past him. Blonde swirly hair. The worker looked up minutely, politely checking to see who had come in, and eyes met.

”Oooh god…” The younger groaned against his shoulder, letting Terra do whatever he wanted even though they were in public, surrounded by people on all sides. He keened louder as a thumb rubbed against his slit. “Haaa, shit. M-More. I’m gonna cum soon…”

The hand squeezed, before jerking quickly along the hardened skin as far as the confined space allowed for. His head turned, lips brushing a sweat temple and sweat-soaked strands of hair. “Who are you?”

The body jerked, so close, ever closer, eyes so drunk and needy. “V-Veeen… oh god!!”

There was no recognition in those eyes as the other looked away, like one would look away from a passing car. Nothing special to him.

But to Terra he certainly was special. Quite special indeed. He sucked in an audible breath, his eyes almost bulging from his head as he recognized the man instantly. He’d flipped through enough magazines and purchased enough CDs not to recognize this blonde boy. Had he of been a few years younger – okay perhaps had he been a freshman in high school – he would of squealed in delight.

Yeah…. Squealing. Came with the gay territory. Along with liking boy bands like N’Sync and Back Street Boys and arguing with his best-friend-turned-gay who was the cutest singer. He knew there was no way this man was who he was thinking of – Star was on tour. Everyone who was fucking anyone knew that! There was no way he was some mini-mart employee…

But the looks were way too genuine to be just another poser. And Terra, who knew everything there was to know of the impressively handsome singer, knew everything from this man’s blood type to his family relationships and he knew that Star had two twin brothers – one was identical. That meant… that last night… he had gotten a blow job from… Oh shit!

Tingling in excitement, Terra braved down the aisle, ignoring how in the corner of his eye he could see Aqua and Fuu giggling about it as he ‘made his move’. He’d asked out a lot of guys sure, and once got a black eye for it (of course he considered himself lucky since his assailant only MAYBE would have children again) but it sort of slipped his mind to push the charm this time. He just had to know.

“Hey~” He purred leaning some on the shelves and giving the other an appraising look. Okay, maybe he was pushing a bit of charm.
The other glanced at him and agitatedly asked if he needed any help, an obvious dark ring around his eyes, letting know that the poor blonde got no sleep and was feeling quite the hangover. Terra didn’t let that bother him as he grinned some. “Are you-“

“No I’m not and no you don’t get a fucking autograph.” The blonde snapped quite testily and then he spun around, his job only half-finished and leaving Terra a bit dumb-founded. He certainly hadn’t expected that response.
“H-Hey wait!”

He rushed after the blonde, but even though the mini-mart was small the aisles were tall and various and a short kid like that could probably disappear behind one of the promotional item stands. He glanced down some aisles and went down a few, but saw no sight of the kid. Eventually he just stood there, looking left and right helplessly. What the fuck was he? A fucking magician?

"Terra!" Came a call and he looked back, seeing Fuujin and Aqua at the entrance, waving him over. "Come on, we're gonna be late!"
A sigh passed pale lips before, reluctantly, Terra met his friends at the door and outside, looking downtrodden.
"Guessing you didn't get the seven digits." Aqua teased, but blinked as it only made her friend hunch over more. "Ahhh, come on. I'll cheer you up. You owe me though!" She gave him his favorite energy drink, Wired - Berry Flavor of course, along with a store-bought blueberry muffin.

It never failed to perk the brunette right up to get his favorite breakfast, and today was no different. "You're an angel! Here, I'll repay you." He cooed and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
"Ew, I don't want your DNA!" Aqua laughed and swatted towards him but her friend danced away from her tearing into his meager breakfast with zeal. She shook her head wrapping her arm around Fuujin's shoulders. "Boys. I'm glad I never have to understand them."


A night of normalcy. One unable to be lived without. Hips swung on stage, dancers all around him. Lights burning his skin from above but he didn’t notice them only the sound of the roaring crowds and the microphone came up, his throat vibrating, his chest rumbling as he sang song to song to song. The longer he held his notes the more they yelled. The more popular the song, people went wild. The more daring the move, the closer he got to the edge of the stage, they hopped over each other in delight. His life. His way. He moved and breathed and lived this way. Always singing. Always dancing. He loved it. He shut his eyes against the glare of the stage lights and tilted his head back, holding the long note of the song as long as he could.

His eyes opened and the lights above were still artificial but dim compared to the true powerhouse of light sneaking in from the windows. It was a hot day in the Houston Multiplex of Texas and he reached blindly for the water bottle at his side, drinking down the flavorless taste to keep his throat moist. His body ached some from the night before but he knew he had no time to rest as his manager called, “Put your hands together to meet the one and only, Roxas Star!”

Heh, it wasn’t his real last name, but he had the cursive down so well, it should have been. He stood from his cushioned companion, knowing he would lean back none for the next four hours as his poor spine would murder him. But the cheers from the crowd of – no doubt – girls and some unlucky fellas who would give him nothing but jealous glares drew him out from the little room of peace into the grand hall full to the brim.

At the sight of him, screams were all he heard and quite possibly an ‘I love you!’ or two. He grinned, white teeth shining brilliantly as he took the microphone from his manager, “Thank you all for coming!” His handsome voice made everyone swoon and call, “Let’s get this autographing on the way already! I’m so excited to meet all of you!”

Roxas. Roxas Star. Roxas the Star. Teenage sensation of the decade it seemed as he had been popular since his first year in and, rather than fading away as fads tended to, Roxas’ career had skyrocketed, his talent and popularity through the roofs and he’s been going strong for three years now. And he was only twenty.

He took a seat at his desk, seeing an array of markers set before him and flipped open one and smiled as the first girl came to his table, jittery all over with her excitement. Her name was Brittany. His name went on his second album – her favorite. He told her a secret; it was his as well. Then she was gone, and the next one came.

Two hours in, his hand was aching, he had no water, and his manager called for a break. The crowd still left groaning in disappointment but Roxas was grateful, promising his return as he hid away in his tiny room. He worked out the kinks in his legs and sighed, getting a much needed drink for his parched throat. Pushing through another door he was out into the fresh air. He breathed deeply, walking down the alley into the sun.

It was a mistake. He heard screams of his name, his eyes snapped open and he saw a crowd running for him. Fans. His eyes widened and then he was off like a shot. This was why these things happened in centers or studios or something some place where these rabid animals got into lines and were forced to wait. So they couldn’t gang up on him and potentially kill him.

He was fast though and they had to struggle to keep up – he knew the determination of a sixteen year old girl. They would chase him down until he either learned to be Houdini or he tripped on his shoelaces and became the next chalk outline.

He decided to be Houdini. He slipped down an alley, finding his way to the next street. He knew they had seen him do so, so he knew he’d better find a place to hide fast. He looked left and right and saw his chance. A man was against the curb, the hood of his car propped open. He was bent over, inspecting it thoroughly, obviously broken down. Roxas didn’t see that though. What he did see was the open passenger door. That was all he cared about, as he rushed to the car and dove into the back seat of the car. It was daring, crazy, but he did it.

He gripped the door and slammed it shut. At the front of the car, there was a loud call and the sound of a head meeting metal. Roxas didn’t pay attention to that as he shrunk down, finding a forgotten jacket and throwing it over his head.

“Hey what the hell are you doing?!” Came a rough, slightly pained voice from the open window. Roxas knew if he didn’t say something fast, he’d be dragged from the car and be found.
“Ssssh just be quiet! It’s an emergency.” Roxas hissed, “I’ll give you a hundred dollars just don’t let them find me!”
He could hear yells. “But-“
“Five-hundred,”
“Yeah but-“ Feet.
“A thousand just stay quiet!!”
He was. A troop of girls fanned out down the sidewalk there feet halting some as they realized they had lost sight of him. One of the girls saw his ‘savior’ and called out to him.
“Did you see him?”
“See who lady?”
“Roxas!”
“Who?”
“Ugh!”

That was all they needed and then they were gone. He stayed still a little longer then pulled the jacket back from his head, looking up into bright emerald eyes highlighted by dark purple triangular tattoos and the shock of red hair making his sharp features appear sharper. “Gonna tell me what that was about Rox-as?”

He grinned guiltily, sitting up in the seat and after a careful look around to make sure his fans were certainly gone, he got out of the car. “Sorry. I uh… They were my fans.”
“Your fans?”
“Yeah. I’m Roxas Star.” He introduced, unsure if the title would be familiar or not to him. He wasn’t egotistical or anything, but his name was fairly popular. Up there with Leonardo DiCaprio and Celine Dion.

[Rikugurl]

He was born in Esashi, Hiyama District, Hiyama, Hokkaidō, Japan. Kind of a mouth full, huh? He was the son of a well known fisherman who was only half Japanese but his family lived their for a long time. His mother was American who had fallen, literally, off a tour boat into the man's fishing boat and he caught her in his arms. They married a few months later when she came back to Japan, their love progressed from their letters. They had a son a year later but the fairytale ended a year after that when the man was lost at sea and never returned. Japan was an expensive place to live and without two incomes, it was near impossible to live there.

Why she moved to Aurora, Illinois back in the United States still beat him. He didn't like it at all at first, being use to the sound of the ocean waves putting him asleep. He quickly had to be weaned off it, having to find a new white noise to lull him to sleep. Even to this day, he was a light sleeper unless by a body of water. Light sleeping made it harder to deal with drama as he started school, being a loner for most of his elementary, middle and high school years. He was just know as the smart kid that wouldn't cough up his work for anything. Maybe it was because he was a loner that he was able to graduate in 11th grade and went to college at a young age.

He was the only one who was truly excited to go to college. He had applied to Rasmussen College School of Business and was accepted but his love life at the time made him turn to Aurora University's Master of Business Administration course. Master as in anything less than a "B", you were removed from the program. Just so happened that a year into the course, he experienced an uneasy break up with his girlfriend. They were still friends, close ones at that but life was beginning to be too lonely without someone after he knew what it felt like to have that intimate connection. To keep his mind off it, he stacked an extra class to his studies at night as an elective. It was a History class where students traveled around the area to learn more about their local culture.

He had no idea it would turn into something like this. His route around the campus changed and when it did, his eyes caught a glimpse from a brunette male that was always heading into another building. He was bouncy and perky, full of bright and cheer but something told him that there was somethings were skin deep. A note passed around his first year made him realize that the 'kid with the crown necklace = fun times' was this brunette.
He understood and enjoyed business but he never thought it would lure him here, to this morning, standing before the brunette with a cup of tea in his hand.

He had never slept with another man before and never gave it a thought. Even with a glance to the trash bin, he could see the used condom to confirm his deeds.
Aquamarine eyes shifted, looking through his wet strands of silver hair to look down at the brunette, now having a name to put with him. "I'm Riku." He replied, returning the favor to his bed mate. Even now he could hear those noises that this man vocalized last night running through his head, making him crave it more than the caffeine in his hand but he would contain himself. It was how business worked. It flew over his head that they both ironically had Japanese names as he moved across the room to opened the curtains, making the sun bright up the hotel room that was blindly stepped into the night prior.

They were now in Dubuque, Iowa; quite a bit away from home but it's beauty captivated him and with only two days left of the tour, he didn't want to go back. It wasn't only this city's beauty that made him want to stay. He knew that when they went back home, Sora would return being just 'that brunette'.
He turned to look at the prostitute in the bed, sipping on tea and still waking up. He wasn't sure exactly what to say and when he did, he wasn't sure if it was the right thing. Something eventually came from his lips as he found himself sitting down next to the brunette. "So, what are you majoring in?"

♪I'm stuck in this bed you made
Alone with a sinking feeling
I saw through the words you said
To the secrets you've been keeping
It's written upon your face
All the lies how they cut so deeply
You can't get enough you take
And take and take and never say♪

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"

♪You've gotta get it inside
You push it back down
You push it back down♪

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"

♪You'll never get it inside
Push it back down
Black out
Blood in your eye

You say that it's not your fault
And swear that I am mistaken
You said it's not what it seems
No remorse for the trust you're breaking
You run but then back you fall
Suffocate in the mess you're making
You can't get enough you take
And take and take and take and take♪

Fuck it
Are you listening?

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"

Walls couldn't stop the music from muffling through. The stomps on the floor couldn't stop parts of the ceiling buckle. Alluring green eyes rolled up, flinching in hope that no plaster would fall into them. At the stroke of 6pm every weekday, it was like this. Only brave souls ventured into Aerith's Flower Shoppe at this time. There was even a small warning on the side corner of the entrance window that 6pm on was not the best time to visit. It had been like this for years and despite all the complaints, the disruption was never stopped. Notes were written and tapped on the door next door that led up stairs to the only apartment above the shop but they would be gone and never replied to. Fists pounded on the door and the buzzer was rang but their battle was useless because they lost the war.

"That can't be good for business..." A young man grumbled as he placed an arrangement down on display called Fields of Europe which was made up of lilies, roses, daisy poms, button poms, waxflower and salal.
Even if this disturbance when the sun came down was something they had to deal with, this flower shop was the most famous in Aurora, Illinois. It was said that in the morning, the flowers would be more beautiful than any other time of the day and it was even some sort of phenomenon. The shop made appearances on television shows and made the news often.

For being the most popular flower shop in the city, it only had four employees. There was the owner and founder herself, another girl who worked strictly mornings, and two guys that helped with arranging and shipments. They were all known by their first names; Aerith, Lilo, Terra and Ienzo. The one grumbling was Ienzo, straightening himself and pulling some fallen hair out of his face before glancing behind him, seeing Aerith shake her head, looking up at the ceiling as Terra irritatedly closed up the cash register. "Oh come on, Terra. I know you like loud night music." The teased his coworker, passing him to go into the back room. Everyone knew Terra was a night crawler from his black eyes in the morning with his power drinks glued to his side.

Ienzo knew Terra from outside the store too as he was a friend of 'Fuu-fighter' who of course was Terra's best friend's girlfriend.
"Oh! Aqua told me to tell you to make sure to call her tonight. She said she got a new gig and wants to see if you can make it or something."


"Roxas Star?" A red eyebrow as he looked down at the shorter glamored up man that got out of his car. He was flashed a large, shiny grin that made the man pause, looking back over his shoulder to see a ginormous billboard that mirrored the same smile. Green eyes looked back at the smile then back at the billboard.

Roxas ☆ Star
CD signings today

"So that's why..." The man mumbled, giving an exacerbated sigh before turning, heading around to the front of his car again.
"What do you mean 'So that's why'?" He heard the voice come around the car but ignored the blonde by sticking his head under the hood again. "Well," he started as he checked his oil for the fifth time, "my car broke down three hours ago and not one person came to help me. I don't have a cell phone or nothin' and everyone I came up to told me I needed some damn pass and wouldn't listen to my problem. Now I know why." The napkin was put away and the stick was placed back into the car. "Well, I have no fuckin' clue why this shit ain't workin'."

The blonde started to babble on that he could help him with his car trouble but eyes were just rolled. "Forget it. It's too late now."
"For what?"
"For everything, kid." He replied, leaning up against his car, his hand reaching into his pocket and taking out a beaten box of cigarettes that only had one left inside. Thin, frail fingers brought it up to his lips and it held there as a flame flickered and danced at the edge. It lit up and was pulled away before he inhaled and blew out. "Came from Brooklyn all the way down here cause I was chosen along with 100 other winners to a 'dance off' to be in Cassie's new music video and a chance at bein' one of her professional dancers. Sent in my video and was picked... Now I'm two hours late and blew my chance cause of this piece of shit car and no 'help' is goin' to help me now."

There was silence between them as the redhead continued to work on his cigarette. The silence shattered with another question.
"Do you have your video on you?"
"What? Hell no, I ain't interested in being some teenie bopper's dancer. I'm a hip-hop dancer. I've been dancin' since I was 4 and that's been my inspiration. Went to dance school and everything. Shit... dancing saved my life." His body became aggravated, his long fingers tapping the cigarette to release its ashes. "Guess if you really wanna help, you can get me some taxi to drive me to Austin."

[Reno]

Blue eyes watched the dazzling man as he crossed the room and opened the blinds, not a word of protest coming to his lips as the sunlight peeked in and lit up the room making that silver hair gleam. Well... he could of been picked up by a worse guy he supposed. Though he couldn't imagine what he was doing, picking up a whore like him. Put on a tight shirt, and the guys would be falling all over him!

His eyebrows raised ever so slightly as the other gave him name holding back an amused chuckle. The irony wasn't lost on him. He was even more surprised when the other joined him on the bed and started to make conversation with him. Well this was... new. But, he decided to entertain him. It was a nice change of pace anyhow. He usually didn't even give his clients his name - not his real name that is. Most people just called him Crown. But he kind of liked this one. "Hmm....education."

The other shot him a surprised glance but the brunette only leaned back against the cherry wood headboard not seeming shy about the fact he was still very naked under the thin sheets. "I want to teach elementary." He continued before the other could come up with some smart-alec remark like 'Education for what? sex-ed?' He blew away the steam and took a sip from his cup. "I'm also minoring in Psychology. How 'bout you?"


"Ugggggh..." Came a low, miserable groan. "Great. More rock music, just what I need." His co-worker shot him another glance a smile - or well, if you could call it a smile - twitched at his lips. It was really more of an evil smirk. Ienzo was damn attractive but almost never smiled.

But he sure could smirk a lot. And most times that never meant anything good for him. "Not another word!" Terra growled lowly making the other snort and continue into the back room. His night life was no real secret especially not to Ienzo who probably got an earful - or well a bunch of one-word explanations - about it from Fuujin. The clubs were just a good way to get out; get a little... personal contact. And by that it was usually no more than a hand-job. Last night though... ahh, Terra was still dazzled over the night with his little blonde bombshell. Though, now that he had had time to ponder, he realized how sketchy the details really were. Even if he did see Star's twin in that damn mini-mart he doubted it was the same kid he stumbled upon last night. He was buzzed himself and the night was dark and the club lights betraying. It was just too unbelievable.

He sighed, looking down at his black nails and scratched at his index nail with his thumb, trying to peel off some of the embarrassing paint. "Damn it Aqua, I'll fucking kill you" He grumbled to himself, though not really meaning it. Aqua was his best friend... and few people knew just how strong their friendship was. Shit, it's been almost seven years.

The sound of someone politely clearing their throat made him look up and he almost stumbled off the stool, blushing a bit as his boss was standing before him looking amused. "Uh, Hey Aerith!" He smiled innocently, pretending as if didn't just say two very 'bad' words in a non-cussing zone. "Uhhh... need me for anything?"


Now Roxas was used to stardom. And he wasn't a fool. Not everyone loved him. Stars were stars. Some people would trip over their feet just to shake his hand, other's would scoff at the back of his head and take target-practice at his magazine pictures. It seemed this man was the latter.

And even as he offered to help the other with his car, he felt a spark of anger in his gut as the other snapped at him that nothing would help him now... and then he was given the reason. Cassie, huh? Too bad. He'd met her once on a joint concert; she was pretty nice all things considered. For your fans you always had to be nice - but to your competition, now that's where your true personality came out. He could say some nasty things about Nickelback, that was for sure.

However, Cassie's loss might just be his gain. His tour was still hurting from the loss of his Choreographer, Rafael, who had quit three months ago. It was unavoidable - guy had a kid to take care of. But it left them hurting for new steps and while he could make his music and sing it with the best of them... his dancing style needed serious guidance.

"Do you have your video on you?" He asked eagerly, but the other growled right back and his eyes widened some, before he scoffed. It seemed this one was hell-bent on blaming him for his misfortune. Well Sor-Ry! It's all my fault your car is a piece of shit. He thought but didn't say. Instead he reached into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone, flipping it open and dialing the operator. He asked for the taxi service and as he was on hold, spared a glance towards the red-head who continued to smoke on the cigarette. He rolled his eyes, and then got the service, speaking to the man on the other line and after a glance at a street sign, told them where they were.

His cell phone gave a final, clean snap before he stared at the other. "You think you're some hot stuff huh? But when an opportunity smacks you in the face you turn it down. If you think people like me and Cassie will just wander into your lap every day then you've either got to have some mad skills to back it up or you're just a plain idiot." The other barked back at him but he ignored it and kept talking.

"Maybe you should try lis-ten-ing with your ears rather than yapping like a poodle all day then. 'Cause, last I checked all the positions for my back-up dancers was full." He turned and started back towards the sidewalk, before glancing back over his shoulder. "Though, I did just recently lose my choreographer. And I'm fairly certain that pays.... oh triple the amount of what you'd get as just a dancer and a bit more creative freedom too boot." He shrugged his shoulders, before waving over his shoulder, "Oh well, your loss. Good luck!"

[Rikugurl]

"Education?" A silver eyebrow rose at that, not expecting that at all. Not at all. He was expecting something more lethargic or maybe some kind of arts like a photographer or painter. His mom had always said not to judge a book by their cover but this was still surprising. Riku gave a shallow smile, unsure if Sora realized that if he became a teacher, especially a teacher for young children and the school board found out he was an ex-prostitute, he would be banned from teaching there again. What was he doing? He seemed like such a nice guy...
And so cute at that.

"I'm in the Master Business program. I would like to become a business consultant to help business financially. Kind of boring I guess." He was shocked as he got the same look reflecting back at him. Guess with a body and physical appearance that he had didn't exactly scream business man either but he had no idea that Sora had compared him to a business man in bed. "Well, I guess we should get going. We're all suppose to meet in the lobby of the museum at 10, right?" He reminded thoughtfully, standing up and placing his tea on the nightstand. Pale fingers reached down to button his pants and dipped down to grab a new shirt from his bag that had been tossed into the darkness the night before.

It was a white shirt that he pulled over his head, making his wet hair flatten before pulling it down. It was a semi-tight shirt bit it probably wasn't what caught Sora's eyes. It was a silhouette of a dove with two swords crossing over it and big black letters. R☆S. The man reached up and messed up his hair some before pulling it back into a half ponytail, revealing his ears that were full of small, silver hoops. "If you wanna shower, I can wait for you..." He spoke softly as he collected his clothes from last night, shoving them into his bag. He paused when he saw his wallet and a frown came over his pale lips. Still frozen, he could feel his heart sink a little in his chest, knowing he would have to ask the next question. "By the way, Sora... How much do I owe you?"


Brunette hair swayed back and forth as the owner of the shop thought on the other's question before giving a soft chuckle. "I do actually." The woman couldn't complain. Her employees were all very dedicated to the store and it was hard to find that sort of flexibility and loyalty for small businesses like this. They were like a little family and they had all been working here for a number of years. They were all friends on a personal level but there was the rule that there would be no love interest to ruin their jobs. She knew Terra's interest in Ienzo was harmless though but something else wasn't.

"I need you to go to bed and sleep for once, alright? I know you say your fine but after awhile, this late night life of yours is going to catch up. If your eyes get any darker, you won't be needing your friends to apply make-up." She smiled as she saw the blush on Terra's face, like if she hadn't known. "Ienzo and I can close the store and you can call Aqua in the morning. If she has anything to say about it, you tell her to call me, alright?" Terra couldn't argue probably because he really could feel that nightlife partying get to him. Or maybe he needed some time to clear his head. He had been acting kind of weird today.

With a goodbye from his boss and coworker, the brunette left the small flower shop and headed down the sidewalk, passing the door that led up to the apartment above the shop. It was decorated in old and worn out band stickers that were partially ripped off or sun bleached and warn from weather. There were also scraps of paper with tape that were once ads that had been ripped down. Under the shatter free glass window, there was a lovely note that read:
This isn't a fucking bulletin board, JACKASS!
However, something caught his eye tonight as a new sticker as slapped up under it.

It was a sticker that said PRIDE in rainbow font. It was the same sticker that they were handing out free at the gay bar.


Naturally narrow eyes snapped open at the mention of a missing choreographer and a spot needed. He was about to jump out of his skin but he stopped himself, still playing cool as if it was no big deal. It sort of wasn't, in his heart, he knew he was a Hip-Hop dancer. He was a fine Hip Hop dancer.
"Are you serious?"
"Yo, this white boy can MOVE, son!"
Those words drowned into something more.
"A dancer? Are you fucking serious? How is fucking dancing gonna put fucking food on this fucking table!? IT AIN'T! Now get your head out of your ass and get a real fucking job or get out!"

Red hair pulled back as his neck moved, his face slowly looking back to watch the pop star walk off. "W-what!" He pushed himself to call and he hopped over his trunk, easily landing on his feet, jogging after the blonde. "Look, I'm sorry. I've been under a lot of stress lately and this is the biggest thing that ever happened to me. If you were on the road for like a week and got two hours away before your car broke, I think you'd be a little upset too. I'm not always like this, k? I've worked so hard and... got real far for nothin'. I shouldn't of blamed you for my troubles. Not your fault I broke down here. If you're interested in my video, I'd appreciate if you'd look at it."

His brows pinched when the blonde walked around him and continued his bickering and that it was too late for that. He had to remember that someone this popular could get anyone he wanted to be his choreographer. No matter how much he loved to dance, having someone do his moves on the stage with fan screaming over it might just have a whole new level he could never of fathomed. It wasn't about the money. It was never about the money.
His long legs carried him after the blonde again and knowing better, he didn't pull him back but blocked his path. "Please? You have nothing to lose. It's just 3 minutes of your time. I specialize in Hip Hop but I can do all sorts of dance styles. I was taught by New York's best and I do freestyle too."

Was he... groveling!?

[Reno]

The brunette smiled a bit shyly at the other’s surprise and he didn’t need the other to voice what he was thinking. He knew what he was doing was risky – but he didn’t plan to teach here. Oh no, he was going to get… miles away once he got his degree. In five years, no one would know who he was. Besides, while he loved his hometown, he was sick of it too. He wanted an adventure – to see something new. To be somewhere new. California maybe. They never ran out of exciting sights to see.

However, in the turn of the question, it was his turn to be taken aback. Business? Truly? Well… Gee. He didn’t really know what to make of that. Though, this Riku did have a bit of an independent air about him. Maybe being in business really would let him start somewhere on his own. A financial advisor kind of ruled his own way; was his own boss. Yeah, he couldn’t imagine anyone ordering this eye-catch around.

“Hmm? Oh, yeah!” Came a happy chirp. Tea was long gone now. “To the Museum of err… something!” He laughed a bit, rubbing the back of his head and feeling a little ashamed of his forgetfulness. But he nodded at the offer of the shower, grimacing at the feel to the dried semen still on his stomach and his… full lower extremities. He definitely needed it.

He gave a long stretch before shoving aside some of the covers and getting out of bed, finding his boxer’s at the tail end of one the comforter they had haphazardly thrown aside during their… activities. His pants were over a chair and his shirt over by the door. Huh, they got a little wild. He fetched the rest of his clothes, knowing he wouldn’t be making it back to his room to get a fresh pair but not too bothered by this, but hesitated as he heard the other’s question. He turned around, fully revealed in the light and Riku’s cheeks went pink and he looked away. It was enough to make Sora snicker – they just had sex. What was he so shy about?

“Well……” Sora considered lightly. Usually he’d up the price for a case like this since he caught him off-guard and out of school-grounds. It cost extra for the ‘mileage’ fee. Overly romantic too. But… Riku hadn’t be sleazy or rough; he’d actually had been quite sweet – even made him tea and talked to him. He’d go easy on him. “One-hundred.” He decided, cutting the price in thirds. Then he winked. “Pay when I’m done showering. I’m putting you in my trust, so don’t go running off, alright?”

He slipped off into the bathroom, shutting the door and shaking his head to his reflection, seeing the string of hickies on his neck. Dang, They really went at it! “You’re going soft Sor.” He mumbled to himself, chuckling as he dropped his clothes on the floor and started the shower.


Hands stuffed in his pockets, Terra sighed as he wandered down the sidewalk, hesitated only a moment at the apartment door, feeling a bit cowed by his boss. But she was right – it was getting harder to get up every morning since he wasn’t getting enough sleep. He huffed softly at the wooden door, chuckling a little bit at the nasty owner’s message but blinked when he saw the sticker. No way…
He fingers brushed across it curiously, unable to believe his eyes.
”What the fuck is this?” Terra said as he was handed a rainbow decorated sticker.
“It’s gay pride fucking genius!” Aqua snapped behind him, before promptly peeling her’s off and slapping it on his ass. “There you go! Now everyone will know what team your ass is playing for!”
He got back at her by sticking his to her nicely endowed chest and then demanding her she buy him a drink.

Heh, it must have been someone’s joke. After all who the fuck would live above a flower shop if they weren’t gay? He was sure it’d be gone by morning.

He caught the bus to the way home, dozing off some on the ride. Aerith was right; he was exhausted. Trying to pull off his full-time shift plus school and his nightlife was starting to pull at his last nerves. But, it wasn’t as if he could give up any of them. School he needed. Sure, his wallet was being wracked with debts as school loan after school loan was pulled from the bank but how else was he going to get a better paying job? Sure, Aerith paid him over minimum wage but it was still just a get-by job. He’d been working there for years now; longer than anyone else except the boss herself.

And of course if he didn’t have a job he had no fucking cash and then he’d be royally fucked.

And that left his nightlife. Now he could give it up but… well…
”If you stay sitting around here all day and night then you’re going to go nuts. And I’m not going to be known as the girl who had a fucking nutty best friends.”
“It’s not a big deal Aqua. It’s not like I can afford to do much anyways.”
“Well, the best things in life are free – so get off your ass! We’re hitting the town!”

He knew Aqua meant well. She wanted him to get to live a life he never got to for almost a decade of his life. Fuck, half the time she paid for the shit they did do. He never bought drinks at a club – not because he didn’t want to but because he couldn’t afford it. Fucking eight bucks for a class of the cheap stuff. It was robbery. And the movies and a restaurant were hardly better.

He stepped off the bus and walked the two blocks it took to get home, flipping open the mailbox and grabbing the meager bits of envelopes he had inside before he headed up the rickety wooden stairs to his door, jimmying open the lock and flipping on the lights, yellow light brightening the room. He kicked the door closed, being greeted almost instantly by a little grey terrier who’s tail wagged at the sight of him. “Hey Wolf.” He pat the canine companion on the head as he flipped through the mail before sighing as he reached the one on the bottom his stomach hitting his shoes. In bold letters the return address said:

Soledad Mental Institute

This. This was the reason he had no money – on top of the incredibly high health coverage he was paying to make these bills just a little less terrifying. He slumped into the kitchen chair and ripped open the envelope all the same, knowing that waiting would not make the numbers change. It was thrown on the table a moment later, the man sighing in exasperation before he stood and got ready to prepare dinner for himself and his dog.

Life sucked.


Three… Two… One.

”W-Wait!” Roxas paused, hiding a grin as the other came running right over and started to apologize and explain he was just under a lot of stress. But, still hiding his grin, he walked around the red-head taunting in return. “Well, it’s too late for that now.” He nodded to the other before he started to walk away. No, it wasn’t about the money. Roxas could care less how much he made or paid out. He loved what he did and that’s what really mattered. Nothing was more important to him then being on that stage singing his heart out and giving his viewers the show of their lives. And he wasn’t going to hire ANYone who didn’t feel the same. If Axel couldn’t take the job seriously, he’d drop him as fast as an eye-blink.

He paused however as the other cut him off, his eyes a bit desperate now. And this time, Roxas smiled. “You know, usually a possible employee would also want to know what will be expected of them and what they’ll be getting paid before asking for an interview. What if I paid you five bucks a day and had you work twenty-four seven?” The red-head seemed to blush but the singer spared him the grief of asking and just answered. “Choreographer’s hired by me are paid on commission. You’ll be in charge of making one new routine between each tour. That amounts to usually two new dances every month. Each new dance is 5,000.” He ignored the other’s choke at the price. In a year, that amounted to 120,000 dollars. More than most average people saw in their lives. “You’ll get paid extra for special occasions such as videos or extra events. Oh, and IF you get hired you’ll also get a performance fee at the first tour – I always introduce my new staff with my first song of the night so you’ll be expected to come on stage and ‘greet the crowd’ basically. Preferably, I’d like it if you’d dance with me but it’s not a requirement. That’s another 3,000 to your first check.”

He looked up at the other and laughed softly at his jaw-dropped expression. “That’s if you get hired. The video?” The red-head scrambled past him, running back to his car and fetching the little tape from his trunk and holding it delicately, like it was fine porcelain, presenting it to the blonde. Roxas smiled before digging into his pocket and a slip of paper writing on it in clear letters an address, a date, a time and a number. He handed it to the other. The other looked at it in confusion but Roxas grinned. “Well, this is only half the test.” He shook the tape. “I’ll watch it tonight. But that is your real ticket. Tomorrow. We’ll be having dance rehearsal. Show up by noon and I’m going to put you to the test. If you think you’ll be late, call that number and ask for me. Oh… and you’re name?”

It took a moment for those deep green eyes to realize he had just been asked a question. Ad he stuttered out his reply. Roxas smiled and nodded. “Alright then. See you tomorrow Axel.”

[Rikugurl]

"The National Mississippi River Museum & Aquarium." Riku reminded as the name escaped the brunette which was peculiar since he wanted to be a teacher. He would think a museum would be a spectacular place for him. Then again, this brunette could be lying due to his profession. He didn't know any other prostitutes but he was sure they didn't tell their clients their life story.
"One-hundred? Alright." He gave the other a shallow nod to agree that he wouldn't run off. He kind of wished he did though because during the whole shower, he was having a hard time keeping his thoughts in check.

Pale fingers ran up a slightly tanner body, the pads rubbing over two perky, hard nipples experimentally. The sounds the other on top of him made his stormy ocean eyes dilate. His hips pulled upwards, feeling a tight warmth that he had never felt before. He didn't care how many other men had felt the brunette's insides because now it was his and he couldn't get enough. His teeth clenched and he hissed, his neck arching back for his silver hair to fall over the pillows while his erection searched deeper. It felt good but it also felt so right.

Glossed orbs looked down at the trash again, having already lost count on how many times he looked at the used condom that was tied up and tossed inside, waiting for housekeeping to clean up their dirty deeds. This wasn't the first time he had sex but it was his first time with another man and he never thought this was even something he'd ever think of doing. What would happen after this? Would they go their separate ways until the urge came over him again and another dent in his wallet would appear. Yea, that's how it worked. That's how it was suppose to work. It wasn't like a brothel where he could come back to the same person again.

"Uugghhh..." He groaned, silver lashes meeting with closed eyes. Why wasn't he thinking like this the night before? He couldn't even remember...
CREEEEEEEEEAK~~
His eyes snapped open, looking back over his shoulder at the newly cleaned Sora walked from the bathroom. He stood, pushing in his chair and when the brunette walked over, he handed over five $20 bills and one $50. When the other inquired about the extra money, Riku gave him a soft smile. "Get yourself something nice at the museum." A shocked expression came over the whore's face but the silverette just turned and headed out of the hotel room, leaving the past behind him.

It was a beautiful day with a beautiful temperature. A kind of day that shouldn't be wasted inside a building all day. Luckily it would be the only thing they do today and then they were off on their own until tomorrow where they would go talk to another important group and head back home to Illinois. As the two got closer to the museum which was only across the street, the silverette was blindsided by a overly awake redhead. "RIKU! There you are! I was looking all over for you last night~" The girl smiled, her arms tightening around his neck before letting go and hopping back a bit. Deep blue eyes glanced to his side and suddenly her peppy look faded when she recognized the brunette that had been walking behind him.

"Hey Kairi..." Riku started but paused at her expression, looking back at Sora before frowning. "Oh, this is Sora. We kind of.... bumped into each other after dinner. Sorry if I worried you."
"Hi Sora..." The redhead gave the other a weak smile, her eyes looking down at the crown pendent quickly.


"Each new dance is 5,000. That amounts to usually two new dances every month. That’s another 3,000 to your first check."
What?
He wasn't even able to add that all up by the time he was handed a note that held precious information on it. When he passed over his entry video, he felt empty and incomplete but with this note, he felt a whole new sensation. Emeralds looked over at the phone number and street. Where could he put this so he wouldn't lose it? This was more important than---

"Oh… and you’re name?”

"O-o-oh!" He snapped to attention, glancing back down at the star. "It's Lea Xipil but everyone calls me Axel." And that was it. The blonde turned and walked back into the building cautiously as he was left on the sidewalk in front of his dead car with a piece of paper in his hand. No, his golden ticket. It wasn't long before the taxi arrive to the scene and he grabbed his belongings, stuffing himself into the back seat and drove off. As they did, he couldn't help but watch as the billboard faded off into the distance. It was almost a three hour drive to Austin but he knew the distance wouldn't get in his way. It never had before.



It was another beautiful day and luckily for Riku, he found out that they would be spending their day outside this time. Yesterday had been awkward as they toured the museum as he wore on ear bud from his ipod in one ear as the other was listening to what was being taught. Kairi, as usual, was glued to his hip but she did seem to notice the glances the silverette would make across the corridors, looking for the brunette. When he spotted him, he would keep his gaze until the other noticed and it was broken. When they went to the two movies; one about sharks and the other a 4D experience through a wannabe Pixar turtle's eyes, they didn't catch his attention at all. Instead, he would listen to his music and watch the brunette who was soaked into the flicks.

Things got better that night and he and Kairi went out for dinner and spent most of the evening talking as they looked up at the stars from her hotel room. Now they were at a picnic by the Mississippi River, hearing about the settlement of this location and some other things. A piece of nacho with dip came up to Riku's mouth with a pause as his eyes caught a glimpse of spiking brown. "Riku?" A voice pulled him back to reality and his chip was finished, giving his redheaded ex an uneasy smile.

Another dinner made the business student wish that he could go back to his college diet, not use to such rich and extravagant dinning. He had to say, for a trip, this sure was amazing and he was glad Kairi convinced him to sign up. He almost totally forgot about...
Grand Harbor Resort and Waterpark was the last hotel for their trip and let's just say it was an amazing one because there was a Waterpark INSIDE the hotel! There were thrilling waterslides, an exhilerating inside/outside tube ride, rope ladders, waterspouts, water chutes, squirt guns and powerful water cannons. There's also a lazy river, activity pools and two giant hot tub whirlpools!

No wonder the trip sheet said to bring swim attire!

The waterpark wasn't the first place he headed to though. No, it was another place called The Cave Arcade that was huge with tons of games ranging from whack-a-mole to.... to....to DDR. The sound of large shoes stomping on the tiles as a silver crown pendant bounced around lured him over to one of the machines, seeing the sun kissed brunette working up a sweat. "Wow, you're pretty good at this, huh?"


The phone call Terra was suppose to make was an invitation, no mandatory order to Aqua's gig at Sauce Underground. It was a special show for her band because a local contractor would be there and he was going to pick bands for Hallows Eve Battle of the Bands. She was the guitarist, 'Fuu-fighter' was her drummer and their bassist was someone Terra had yet to meet. Terra tried to avoid it like the plague but when Aqua slyly revealed that Sauce Underground was strictly a live house for gay bands, he was already getting dressed for the occasion. Maybe he could find another cute boy.

Large banners hung on the walls near the entrance of the live house, announcing the bands that would be featured. One of them went by the name Black Sheep which was the band the tall brunette was heading in to see. He was late, knowing that his friend wasn't coming on until a little latter. The floor was already packed with people dancing to the live music that he had heard from outside. It was another female with silver hair that was prancing around the stage, hardly wearing anything but leather and high boots up to her knees, the mic stand swiveling around as she pulled at it's neck. The music was alright but from the activity and lack of people at the bar indicated that this band was popular.

Terra found himself pushing through the crowd to the bar and ordered a drink, weaning off it as the band preformed two more songs and a wild cheer from their fans. The singer reminded him a lot of Fuu only with a more flamboyant attitude. He looked around at the scenery while the band pulled their equipment off stage. The live house itself wasn't too bad. It wasn't too small nor too big. There were rainbow flags on the walls but nothing too overpowering like at the gay bar. When he looked back at the stage and realized the bar was getting crowded, he could see Fujin setting up her drums and he knew his best friend's band was up next.

He made his way through the crowd again to get right up front, getting some people a little ancy about giving up their good spot for him. Like he cared what they thought. Amps were set up by the staff and Fuu gave him a wave before sitting down, adjusting her drums when a staff member came over and placed a base guitar on a stand in front of where Terra was sitting. It was actually a stunning instrument and rather unique looking than most basses. It was black with numerous label band and gay pride stickers but it was kind of in the shape of a violin.

"Alright!" The sound of the presenter filled everyone's ears and with respect, the club quieted down. "Up next, we have a local band, Black Sheep!"
"WOOOO!"
"ALRIGHT!"
"We just need a sound check and you are ready to go!"
Instantly, the drums started to play, each note tested and fixed as needed. When she got the ok, she glanced to the side and yelled for the others.
That's when things got a little interesting. You know when the whole 'Terra had yet to meet their bass guitarist', well maybe that wasn't so true.

Black, shining boots sounded on the wooden stage that led to black skinny jeans which ran up to a tight yet semi loose black and grey stripped long sleeve shirt. Around his next was a fluffy rainbow boa that hardly interfered with blonde swirly hair that was pulled back on the side with 'x' shaped bobby pins, giving him a clean, almost 'gay' mohawk. Black glittery eyeshadow made his blue, swirly eyes contrast beautifully with his trademark pale glossed lips. He reached out for the mic and adjusted it to his height before those cute lips came close to the head. He tapped it once before doing his mic check. "Would you fuck me? I'd fuck me. I'd fuck me hard~"

And then came his sound check. As he did this, he paced over the stage, not realizing he was being undressed by a pair of dark blue eyes. As his fingers made love with the thick strings of his instruments, eyes could see those thin legs stretch up to that tight ass and over the curvaceous hips. His body was aroused by the music and as his pace increased, his pelvis pushed up into the guitar as the cords were stroked. Then it was over as soon as it began and the lead singer of the band appeared as her bassist signaled the flock of fans to see their show.


♪If I could write you a song to make you fall in love
I would already have you up under my arm
I used up all of my tricks, I hope that you like this
But you probably won't, you think you're cooler than me

You got designer shades just to hide your face and
You wear 'em around like you're cooler than me
And you never say "hey" or remember my name
And it's probably 'cause you think you're cooler than me♪

The sound of the music from the video filled the small hotel room. The blonde pop star was sitting on the soft hotel bed, chewing on some room service as he watched the submission from the redhead whose broken car had saved him from being trampled. It wasn't the only service he was getting. The man from New York made sure that his dancing talent wasn't the only thing that was eye catching. The room he was dancing in was a slate color that had great acoustics, making it seem like it was a professional setting. He wore white tap shoes with perfect black fitting pants the emphasized the length of his legs. Around his waist was a white studded belt and right above it, there was an attractive, trimmed splay of red hair that ran up a bare torso to an appealing navel.

A black jacket was loose around his upper body which stayed perfectly in place so it didn't look trashy; just sexy since it contrasted with his slightly pale chest. As for his head, his lips were a natural color though moistened. Black eyeliner with a red flare around the narrow edges brought out his emerald eyes and a small shimmering effect made them perfectly alluring. His hair was pulled back, revealing a black underneaths that gave off an interesting allusion which was topped off by a black Fedora hat with a white band around the rim.

♪You got your high brow shoes on your feet
And you wear 'em around like it ain't shit
But you don't know the way that you look,♪

With perfect steps and moves, there was a click from the shoes as his feet moved.
♪when your steps
Click
♪make
Click
♪that
Click
♪much
Click
♪noise
The camera suddenly pulled in and focused on the man's face, his lanky index finger suddenly coming to his lips and he gave a wink, the music coming to a stop.
♪Shhh

A taxi pulled up in front of the hotel the next say and some money was handed over to the cab driver. A tall redhead got out, pulling his duffel bag was pulled over a bony shoulder and he headed inside through the main entrance. He headed over towards the main desk and asked about the rehearsals, having to show her the note Roxas Star gave him the day prior to make sure he was legit. She pointed him to a direction and he gave her a thanks before quickly following them. It led him to a conference room that was labeled and the door slowly opened, seeing a few dancer warming up and the star himself talking to his tour manager in a corner.

[Reno]

After the shower, the brunette stepped out and toweled himself off, but before he put on his clothes he hesitated and looked himself over in the mirror, seeing a dark reddish-purple bite on his shoulder. He reached up, blushing as his mind recalled the moment.
”Na-ah!” Sora called as he was shoved against the door, the offense quickly forgotten as hands warm hands wandered under his shirt and felt against his stomach and ribs. He gasped as the other continued to push his shirt up and lifted his hands automatically, the short quickly pulled off and thrown away.
There was a pause in which Sora looked at his ‘captor’ seeing dark lust-ridden aquamarine eyes gleaming at him before the silverette dived for his shoulder and bite him. It was an amazing sensation. “Waah!!”

He certainly had… zeal. The brunette blushed several more shades before he shook it off and got his clothes back on and lifted the metal chain of his necklace. He hesitated, before he shrugged and put it on. Why not? It was kind of nice… to be on vacation and to have this contact. Like a honeymoon almost.

He stepped out of the shower, steam wafting around him in pleasant tendrils, and his eyes quickly found that Riku was still there. His eyes glittered some and he smiled; had he of run out the door there was nothing Sora could do. Sure he could demand payment elsewhere, but he doubted he would ever manage to get the man alone. The money wasn’t really important anyways. Thanks to certain… relatives of his, he was really quite rich and well-to-do. This had nothing to do with money.

It just made him feel less cheap to be paid.

He walked over, smiling sweetly as he was handed his pay, but was surprised at the extra that was thrown in. “Ummm… I only asked for one-hundred?” He tilted his head, assuming he was about to be asked for a quickie or something but the other man just smiled and told him to get something nice.

He was… he was tipping him!

Sora flushed but he smiled, his eyes glittering. “T-Thanks!” He chirped, following the other out of the hotel room, keeping a respectful distance… that lengthened quickly when another joined them. This time it was a girl. And, it was again to his shock, that Riku introduced him. As if he was a… a person. A friend.

Wow, this one really was different, wasn’t he?

But then she looked at him and made him remember exactly who he was.

He hid his frown, before shaking his head and as they reached the group of students waiting for the bus to the museum, he split away from the uncomfortable pair, waving to them. “See you around!” He called in a friendly-manner before disappearing in the crowd but he had no idea those eyes would be haunting him for the next three days.


Feeling strangely happy, Roxas crept his way back to the multiplex, doing his best to remain unseen as he slipped down the alley where his very nervous and agitated manager was standing, looking about.
“There you are!” He snapped when he caught sight of the Star. “I thought you were kidnapped! Don’t do that to me kid!”
Roxas grinned innocently, “Well Roland that’s what cell phones are for. You know wireless talking devices that allow people to talk to one another wherever they are? But I have good news.”
“Later! That crowd out there is getting wild!”


Feet hit the arrows hard, breath coming in quick breathes and pants, eyes reflecting the multi-colored assortment that flew across the screen as he kept time with the beat not even caring how his necklace thumped against his chest. Roland had been right. He was no singer. But he was a hell of a dancer. At least at DDR – and if that were a style, he would kill the crowds. There was a call of praise behind him, making a grin split on his lips and he breathlessly called, “Haha, thanks!”

The voice was familiar somehow, but he didn’t have time to look. The song was reaching its end and he couldn’t tear his eyes away.
“♪Gooooooooooooooooo left go right go pick up the step go left go right go left!♪” The end finally came, Sora slamming down his feet on the left and right arrows at once and holding his arms out in triumph. “YES!” He cheered, his grade showing a near-perfect score.
Behind him there was an amused chuckle and he turned, only for his eyes to light up. “Oh it’s you!” He said happily, seeing it to be no one else but Riku!

He wasn’t silly or blind. The silverette had been sneaking glances at him. He was sure this would of lead to a second night together, but yesterday he instead found himself under the body of some large blond’s and the day after that with some brunette who had a fetish with the doggy position. It kind of confused him.

But… since he was here now…

Sora grinned wickedly. “Hey, play a round with me!” Those handsome aquamarine eyes went wide as saucers and the cheeks went red as a Washington Apple before the other started to back up, stuttering he was horrible at these games. But Sora didn’t let him get away, gripping him by his arms and pulling him up beside him. “Come on it’s fun! I’ll buy~”

He gave the other his best puppy dog look and when he found the other was rightfully cowed he slipped in the eight credits with giddy excitement. He hadn’t had a dancing partner in years. He made sure to pick an easier mode and a slow song first to wean the silverette into the game. It was Abyss by Taka. “Come on, loosen up.” Sora said, seeing the silverette stumbling about on stage. He passed, but barely.

The next choice was Cartoon Heroes. Even though the music was faster and more complex the steps themselves were fairly basic compared to other songs. Riku handled this one much better, as Sora hoped he would as the song and steps flowed more naturally. His grade was even fairly good too!

“Way to go! Alright let’s try one that’s a little harder!” Sora said, patting the panting silverette on the shoulder, before he flipped through the selection one last time and choose the perfect last song. At least, for him it was. But Riku quickly found that this song was a little too much for him and after the first verse he stopped completely wondering if the other had chosen it on purpose to made him lose or---?

And then he looked at Sora who had started to sing along, his body grooving with the music in a way that could only be described with one word: provocative. Flashing of dark, passionate blue eyes caught Riku’s every now and again as he seemed to make love with the air around him.

"♪Though it's the time
You're very hard
You sound like a young fella
Take me on the night

Boom boom boom boom
Shoot you like a bambar
Boom boom boom boom
At your order
Boom boom boom boom
Pushing all the buttons
Mooooooooooore tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiime♪"

The song ended and panting the brunette leaned against the bar of the stage, his bangs sweat-soaked and tousled handsomely against his face. He shot Riku a dazzling and seductive smile, his voice husky as he spoke, “Well that was fun, wasn’t it?”


Damn Aqua.
Damn her and her dirty tricks. She always knew just what word would get him out of the house. Most times it was ‘free muffins’ but in this case it was ‘potential boyfriend’. He was 23, a virgin and didn’t even have someone. He was pretty sure that was the epitome of pathetic.

“Ameretto.” He ordered, his cash plus a little tip being exchanged for a bright red drink. It was cheap, cheaper than his favorite which was pushing twelve bucks, and wasn’t too strong. Probably wouldn’t even give him a buzz. But that was fine; he wasn’t any on getting drunk and looking like a fool. It wouldn’t to try and broach on the idea of a relationship with some hottie and instead end up throwing up over his shoes.

His eyes watched the progression of the band with uninterested eyes, but this chick seemed fairly popular with the crowd. Or maybe it was her bubbly little dancing partner whose hair was done in a dozen braids and twisted up on her head. They weren’t really terrible or anything but they weren’t who he was here to see.

He sighed glancing about the bar. He was dressed fairly standard for a nightclub. Just flashy enough that he got a few appreciative glances even one from the bartender. Normal tan khakis and dark shoes, and a nice slightly tight dark blue shirt that showed off just enough of his curves for curious eyes. His hair was carefully groomed, a bit of gel used to make it spike in the back. The only make-up he willingly put on, besides the nail polish that was STLL on his nails, was a bit of eyeliner, making the blues of his eyes darker and sexier in comparison.

Despite what most people thought of gay clubs like this, no one really flared out in bright pinks and rainbows every chance they got (unless you could pull it off) and they weren’t some team of goths either. The only people who really got flashy were the employees and anyone who was performing. Speaking of which…

Terra’s eyes lit up, spotting Fuujin going on stage and he slipped off his barstool and pushed hos way through the crowd, easily managing his way to the front (and getting a grope or two along the way). He smiled modestly and waved back to her, watching as she got everything set up but his eyes caught sight of the new instrument for the bassist. Ah that was right, Aqua said something about getting a new member…

He listened as Fuujin started to do her sound check, sipping on his drink as he watched for the new player – and almost choked at who walked out.

”Mmmm, you like that baby?” Came an alluring voice at his ear, a hand cupping his crotch and rubbing down, the friction amazing.
“Oooooooh~” The taller body arched, Terra sprawled along the back seat of some car he didn’t know. “S-Shiiiit….”
“Want me to suck you off?” A hot tongue licked along the shell of his ear, the voice full of desire as he whispered, “Want me to make you cum baby?”
“Nnn---aaah… f-fuck yeah…”

A shudder worked it’s way over Terra’s spine as the memory played in his mind, his groin tightening. Shit, what were the odds?! And the blonde helped his ‘problem’ little as he literally seemed to have sex with his own instrument.
Ugh. That just wasn’t fair. He was doing that on fucking purpose.

His eyes were so focused on the erotic display the blonde put on, he was hardly aware of his best friend stepping on stage until he heard her call her own sound check, “YOU READY FOR A SHOW BITCHES?!”
His eyes darted momentarily to his friend who stood at the center mic. She was a sight to see. Her top was blue, the fabric criss-crossing again and again at the top and down her chest and revealing a nice portion of her cleavage. She wore a black knee-length skirt, ruffled and hemmed with pretty white bows. Her shoes were shades of blue, the straps winding up and up her bare legs and ending just under her knees. She had about a dozen silver and gold bangles on her arms and a dainty little necklace on, the pendant of an ocean wave. She wore a good amount of stage make-up but the most eye-catching was of the bright red lipstick that he was sure had little ‘Fuu-fighter’ struggling not to jump her for one hell of a make-out session.

That’s when the song started.
"♪Find a cure
Find a cure for my life...♪”


He was impressed.

No, he was far from impressed.

If Roxas had to say anything… he was dazzled. It was like signing his first contract. That moment of ‘Eureka!’ was all too familiar. And seeing that dance of Axel’s, a dance that made him rewind and replay almost three more times while his forgotten food got cold, was just that moment. The red-head could move. Had he of been Cassie, he would of taken him in two hours late or not.

Sure, Rafael was good. Professional. Just what they needed. But Axel….

Well, if someone told him that the first dance ever created was created by him, Roxas would have signed his name on the list titled ‘Those who believe it!’

“Now Roxas, I know you’ve got the eye for this sort of thing, but you really shouldn’t be offering people off the street jobs!” His manager was chastising. “We have screenings for this sort of thing.”
“Come on Roland, call it fate! This guy is amazing!” Roxas was saying.
“Well that may be but anyone can dance. Can he create though?“

“Hey Roxy!” One of his dancer’s called, “We’ve got company!”

And sure enough as Roxas turned around spotting the clueless red-head looking about their little rehearsal area, seeming a bit flustered as all eyes fell on him. Roxas smiled and said over his shoulder, “I guess we’ll see.” And hurried over to where the other stood. “Hey you made it!” The red-head ran a nervous hand through his hair shrugging. “You’re tape was great.”
Before the red-head could poof out with pride though, his manager stepped in as he walked over. “Yeah, but let’s see what you’ve really got.”
Roxas rolled his eyes some, but waved his hand between them. “Axel, this is Roland my manager. Roland this is Axel. Be nice.”
“You’re so demanding for a star.” The man teased before obligatorily shaking the other’s hand. Roland himself was well-dressed; a man who probably had a dozen suits. His hair was short and spiked up, a bright white-blonde and his green eyes were behind stylish glasses. “Well, good luck.”

Roxas was quick to push the red-head to the rest of his dancers, letting him meet each one of the team, and once the introductions were through, he turned to Axel, smirking. “Alright, you ready?”
“Ready for what?”
“Your test of course!” The blonde said, as if it should be obvious “We’re going to play one of my songs, and you’re going to show us how you would like us to dance to it.”

[Rikugurl]

BAD
BAD
BAD
The silverette panted hard as he leaned into the back bar, keeping his feet in the middle of the dance pad and watching his side of the screen go out. Sora's side overtook his so the brunette could see better and he watched the master do his thing. As soon as Sora started to sing though, he realizes that this song wasn't only to make him a loser but also...
His breath caught some, his ocean colored eyes looking down at the smaller who was moving perfectly. His cheeks started to flush and his heart started to pound in his throat, making it hard to breath. What was wrong with him? He had never felt this way before. He had never felt so.... so.....so aggressively horny.

Ok, well that was a lie. He did get like this but only when he was drunk and he was perfectly sober, sitting here and watching Sora lean back into his own bar and snapped. Was this what it was like to be infatuated with a prostitute? Was this why men spiraled down and were soaked of all their money, settling for bankrupt and spending the rest of their days in strip bars? Was this really the end of his sanity? His grip on reality? "Yea...."

Riku's arm suddenly shot out, gripping Sora's wrist and pulled him forward, making the smaller body slam up against the DDR system. He didn't even have time to get situated and argue when he felt Riku's lower body rubbing up against his cute little ass. He could feel the raging bulge against his crack and he took a gasp of air as pale fingers pushed through his swimming trunks, wrapping around his member. The silverette leaned into his, curtaining his view with his long hair as hard, hot breaths warmed his ear. "Fuck Sora...." He moaned while his other hand gripped onto the brunette's pants, pulling them down to reveal his bare rear.

He didn't care if he didn't have a condom and he didn't care if he didn't have lube. He was drenched in his own precome and with the help of his hand pulling an ass cheek out of the way, he pushed himself through the tight ring of muscles. He didn't give a shit if he was fucking this boy in open public, not even caring about being discrete with it. He wasn't going to wait. He couldn't. He wanted Sora, he wanted to feel that warmth wrap around his length. He wanted to hear him scream his name now that he knew it. All Sora could do... was thrill him as he called out in pleasure as he was taken from behind, his body shuddering under the business student. "Riku!"

Some eyes turned to see what the commotion was only to gasp or exclaim their shock as they saw the men hunched over the game, seeing the pale hand pump the brunette's length as his own length thrust and pulled out of the brunette's body.
"What the fuck!?"
"Whoa!"
"A-are they having sex!?"
Riku couldn't stop though, not caring what his actions were doing to the crowd as his pelvis shot up again, his whole length reaching deep. "Oooh fuck! Haaa!! Haaaaa-aaah!!"
"Riku!!" The brunette cried back, also not seeming to care about their public display. Riku's hand was becoming drenched with Sora's pre-ejaculation and his length was pulsing with excitement. "So good!"

"RIKU!!" There was a sudden jab in the silverette's shoulder and his deep aquamarine eyes blinked, the world suddenly coming back to him as the sounds of the games blared in his ears. Sora was still leaning on the bar next to him and he was leaning on his, now looking down at Kairi who was in her two piece with nice breast staring at him. It... it was a dream? He glanced around quickly, seeing everyone happily playing whatever game they were glued to as if nothing had happened. Because nothing did happen.
"You coming to the waterpark?" His ex asked with a smile on her face.
"Oh.... yea.... sure...." He answered letting his mouth do all the talking as his brain still tried to catch up. When it did, he looked back down at Sora who seemed out of place now being interrupted by the female. "You.... want to come with us, Sora?"


As the song started, it was easy to tell how well the band worked together and the new bassist as like the missing piece of the puzzle. Not only for the Black Sheep but for a spectator as well. No matter what he wore or what his make-up and hair made him look like, there was a hint of similarity to a more popular star. Roxas Star to be specific. The blonde's fingers move smoothly over the neck of his bass as Aqua's moved over her guitar's. As all good bands did, they got into their music as they rocked out. For the blonde, his leg lifted and his foot planted on the amp in front of him, not realizing that this stretch was the perfect position for Terra to see just how well those skinny jeans worked.

"♪Oooo~
Fun for youuuuu~
Oooooooo~~~
You think I'm in control
Oh my god
Oh you think it's all for fun
Oh my god
You think I'm in control
Oh my god
Oh you think it's all for fun

OH MY..... GOD!♪"

Those pale pinks lips sang into the mic making Terra wish they were doing something else. Like most songs that weren't so bad, they ended quickly and the crowd around cheered as Aqua spoke a bit to her fans. Their new bassist, 'Venny' was introduced, making him wave with his rainbow boa. Tonight was a special night at the live house because tonight it was mandatory for each band to do a cover song and thair next song would be that. Surprisingly, Aqua pulled away from her mic and switched places with the bassist, allowing him to take the lead.

As she got over to where Terra was, she held a small chat as the mic in front stage was again adjusted for his shorter height. "How are you fuckers doing tonight?" He asked the crowd, hearing them cheer again. "This next song is dedicated to someone I know and I hope he hears it in his nightmares."
Aqua started, her melody rather gloomy and the lights darkened around the stage before coming to life as Venny and Fuu entered the song.
Venny wasn't just a good bassist...

"♪Peerfeeeect by nature
Iiiiiiiicooons of self indulgence
Juuuust whaaat we aaaaall neeed
Moooore lies about a woooorld that

Neeever waaaas and neeeeever will be
Have you no shame? Don't you see me?
You know yoooou've got eeeeverybody foooooled.♪"
His vocal cords were groomed and well trained. They vibrated with grace and on key without faltering once. The crowd was going insane as this man stole the spotlight, shadowing the real singer of the original song only through a man's voice.

"♪Without the maaaaaask, wheeeeeere will you hiiiiiiide?
Caaaaan't find yourseeeeeelf, loooooooooooost in your lieeeeeee

Iiiiiiiiiiiii knooooooow the truth nooooooooow
Iiiiiiiiiiiiiii knooooooow who yooooooooooooou aaaaaaaaare
And I don't love you aaaanymoooooore♪"


Oh boy... The redhead thought as he looked over the room at the dancers all glancing at him and then the familiar face of the kid who jumped into his car the day before. He had noticed that his car was gone today... probably towed off but when he inquired about it at the front desk, they said it was taken care of. Whatever that meant. Before his mouth could open to step this flamboyant prick up, he found out that the snot was Roxas's manager. Good thing he was stopped or he almost lost his chance... again.
"Nice to meet you." He lied as his hand shook the other's and was quickly pushed over to the other dancers. The first one that came up was a beautiful redhead with big, beautiful, bouncing boobs that made his cheeks turn a new shade.

"Hey Axel, I'm Kalama, the lead dancer. I'm excited to see what new material you have for us." She gave him a sweet smile and three other dancers came over to introduce themselves.
His attention was drawn back though when Roxas turned to him and asked him if he was ready. "Ready for what?" He asked easily but became nervous when his second part of the test was explained. Sure, he had done freestyle plenty of times but he never had to do it with pop music... and in front of people he didn't know without some support from familiar dancers. But this was a test and he would have to do this sort of thing even if it was in front of Cassie. He had to swallow his hip-hop moves and trade them in for something different. "Alright, let's do this." Axel spoke with confidence, placing his duffel bag on the ground and stripping down to his dance clothes which consisted of dance pants and a tight tank top. He pulled his wild hair up in a ponytail and did some quick warm-ups as Roxas got things ready.


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[Reno]

A slow, devious smile spread along Sora's lips, seeing that glazed look in Riku's eyes as his mind wandered away some. He had a feeling he knew exactly what he was thinking about. Well baby, just tell me where you want us to go and I will~ He thought but didn't say, waiting to hear the other ask for his 'attentions'.

But his hopes were dashed very quickly when he heard a voice from behind him and he looked around, seeing that familiar red-head standing there. She shot him a nasty look that made him frown - well what did he ever do to her? - and called up to Riku. The silverette seemed to be in a daze though and she had to all but SCREAM his name to snap him out of it.

Sora sighed, knowing his opportunity was dashed now, and was about to go back to playing his game when-
"You.... want to come with us, Sora?"
He looked back at Riku, looking genuinely surprised he was given the invitation, before he smiled. Ignoring the look Kairi shot between them, he chirped, "Sure, that would be fun!"

He jumped off the little stage suddenly seeming very excited. It was hard not to compare him with a kid at Christmas. "You know," Her jabbered with the silverette, "It's been years since I've been to a water park. When we got our licenses, my brothers and I would do all sorts of stuff like this though. Go to amusement parks. Driving to the stateline. Causing general mayhem. Oh! I remember this one time my brother Ven was grounded so we had to sneak him out of the house so we could go to the Speedway for the big Auto Race. Maaan were we busted when we got home."


And if one brunette was suddenly a kid at Christmas, then Terra must of been a kid in a candy store. Except this candy store only exclusively sold lollipops and sticks of candy canes. Mmmmmm~

The blonde was really a sight and Terra's cheeks pinkened as he watched him rock out on stage those snug little jeans molding around every movement so that Terra was having trouble keeping his eyes above the waist. And the way he was moving... now he really didn't have any doubts. This was definitely the same kid he met not a few nights ago.

As the song came to an end, Terra breathed a soft sigh of relief as the blonde and his friend traded places. While the other was setting up, Aqua leaned over, giving her friend a once over and making a mental check of her approval. Perfect. 'Venny' was going to die. She called to him, "So what do you think?"
"I think you should have told me about him sooner!" The brunette said, sneaking a glance at the blonde who was readjusting the microphone.
"I wanted it to be a surprise!"
"Do I have a shot?" The brunette asked with another glance and Aqua grinned.
"Ooooooooh Yeah~"

And then there wasn't any time for any more talk because it was time for their next song. And then the next and the next and the whole routine seemed to just fall into place but Terra's eyes never left his gaze of the blonde and surprisingly he didn't seem to notice. Aqua sure did though and between one of their songs she shot Fuujin a grin and a wink. Her plan was working~

Soon, too soon in Terra's opinion, Black Sheep's final number came on, and after it was over they were given quite a cheer from the crowd. "Ah thanks lovelies! You've been fucking wonderful!" Aqua said as she and her bandmates cleared off the stage, and the moment Fuujin didn't have her hands full, she swept up her girl in her arms and planted a kiss on her lips. "Ah did you hear them?! This is the best night we've ever had!" She winked at Ven, "Oh of course we have to thank our little addition to!"


The red-head's eagerness was encouraging, and Roxas gave a nod to his other dancers, and they quickly made room on the stage so that the red-head could move. The blonde headed over to the sound system, slipping in one of his own CDs and glancing up and over at Axel. "Imagine you're making this dance as if I'm going to be the one performing it later. Just start when you're ready." The red-head glanced back at him, before giving a nod, letting him know he understood.

The blonde smiled to him, before playing the song seeming a bit shy about having to hear his own voice echoing in the room. But he stepped around the sound system and jumped off the stage all the same, sitting down in a chair to watch the red-head as he listened to the song.

"IIIII Knoooow youuu...
I dance with you once upon a dream...
IIIII Knoooow youuu...
I dance with you once upon a dream- upon a dream-a dream- a dream..." Came the opening the music soft and slow at first, but at it's last echo on the opening verse, the song picked up and Axel realized where the dancing was supposed to kick in.

[Rikugurl]

"Hahaha, that sounds like fun. I never had the experience. I'm an only child which kinda sucked growing up." The silverette replied, now a bit at ease as the whore started to act like it wasn't his pants he was after. "I always had to do stuff with my mom and sometimes that wasn't always fun no matter how much I love her."
"We had some fun times, remember?" The redheaded girl chirped in, making Riku smile and nod. "Right, of course."

They walked into a huge area of the hotel, seeing the inside waterpark waiting for them. They could see some classmates splashing around, or grabbing a tube and running up some stairs. Some were just chewing time on the lazy river while others were getting to know the local girls in the hot tub. The silverette eyed the hot tub, almost slipping into a bad place but luckily Kairi yanked him to the play area. Sora quickly followed suit and the fun instantly started.
Water jets shot out, hitting the redhead and pushing her into the water. When she surfaced, she laughed and swam to another jet, hitting the button to get her ex-boyfriend back... but it wasn't working and he was able to hit her down again. "COME ON KAIRIAAAH!!"

A huge barrel of water splashed down on the pale student, making his hair go flat over his face and his slightly dried skin becoming drenched again. A strong hand came over his face and pulled back his hair, looking up at the person who dumped the bucket only to see Sora laughing. "Heh!" Riku grinned, knowing that this meant war and quickly jumped off his platform, easily swimming over to the main structure that was close by. He grabbed onto the rails and pulled himself up, water easily dripping off him as he rushed up the stairs. He intercepted the brunette who was looking for a way down and quickly a chase began.

Down the stairs they went, rushing through waterfalls and around other people making a stink. Sora was fast and smaller, able to get through things easier than him but he was always a step away, reaching out but missing a few inches. As he turned a corner, he paused, his eyes that reflected the water around him looked about, not seeing Sora in sight. There was a small waterfall behind him that was consistent and was actually a great hiding place for children when they played hide and seek. A hand reached out from it and grabbed the elder, pulling him under the water and to the little nook behind it. They chuckled, now completely drenched and panting, small shivers running over their skin. "You're a brat, you know that?" Riku chuckled, leaning over the brunette some but it was what Sora said that made his chuckles fade and his eyes become dark.

This time, Kairi wasn't there to stop him as he dipped down and their lips clashed together. His hand grabbed the smaller's wrist, pinning him up against the corner while his groin pressed hard over the others. Sora could now feel the bulge he had since the DDR incident and welcomed it easily.


"I was great. Hopefully Leon will invite us to the battle of the bands." Fuu smiled happily, a little sweaty being the drummer and all. "I don't think we every sounded that good." They walked to the back lounge, seeing that no one else was back there. Everyone was probably at the bar or getting ready to go on stage. They found themselves on a worn but comfortable couch and some water was handed to them. Aqua asked the staff worker if she could let someone backstage for her and they were off.
"Ven, you don't look so happy. What's wrong? You did a great job." The silverette girl noticed as the blonde sitting across from them frowned some, trying to disappear in his boa.

"It's nothing... just been awhile since I performed and I'm not all that use to it. Besides, I didn't know we were---"
The blonde stopped as another figured walked into the room, his eyes glancing up to see who it was before that connection sparked again.
"Haaa....aaah....ooooohh..." He panted hard as the taller loomed over him, feeling his strong, tanned fingers passing his waist and dipping deeper to mingle with the thick blonde curls. His body arched as his dick was grabbed, feeling a breathtaking pull that nearly sent him over the edge. "Oooh god…" The younger groaned against his shoulder, letting the man do whatever he wanted even though they were in public, surrounded by people on all sides. "Haaa, shit. M-More. I’m gonna cum soon…"
"Who are you?"

A new make up naturally made his cheeks red, knowing this man instantly and when he sat down, he looked away. Was he also...
“Hey~” He heard a purr as a man leaned some on the shelves and give him a cheesy look. Annoyingly, he had to respond. "Can I help you find something?"
"Are you-"
Yea... it was the same guy. His blue eyes moved over the lounge, glaring at Aqua who was obviously the master mind of this idea.


He was... so not ready for this kind of music. Luckily, having the dancing background he had, it was easy for him to improvise and adapt quickly. Music was music and there was a dance that could express it no matter what it was. Some lyrics called for special dances but it was the music itself that moved him into a perfect display of expression with a variety of different dance styles and at the end, there was silence that frightened him before... cheering?

For the rest of the day, Roxas had instructed Axel to teach his dancers some new warm up activities that he used and that he would see him at 6pm in the dinning hall. Yoga actually played a big part throughout the day and though the other dancers were friendly, Axel wasn't too sure if he should get too close to them. He didn't know if he would be catching a ride back to Austin and never get to see them again.
"Hey Ax, it's 6, you better head up there." Kalama advised as the man walked out of the hotel shower.
"Oh, right. Thanks." He gave he a smiled, rubbing a comb through his hair a few times and fixed his nice clothes before heading out.

Again, he looked for directions and followed them to another large room where some people were already sitting around. He could see the pop star sitting next to another blonde, this one a girl, who seemed very cheery as she fed him a piece of their appetizer. There was one seat left and Axel easily took it, feeling the eyes on him again. It was silent and sudden but a piece of paper was laid before him and all he could comprehend that quickly was the big letters on the top that read CONTRACT and a space on the bottom for his signature.

[Reno]

"Hahahaha! Come on Riku you slowpoke!" Sora taunted over his shoulder as he ducked inside some caves, holes in the fake rock to make sure those who went inside could still see. He hurried out another passage and his eyes gleamed as he saw a perfect place to hide and was quick to dive under the waterfall, looking out to see a blurry sheen of silver appear in the opening. When he got close, Sora snatched his hand out, and dragged the silverette inside, grinning and chuckling.
'You're a brat, you know that?'

Sora chuckled. "I'm also all yours now honey~" He purred, his eyes gleaming up at the other and wasn't surprised in the least when Riku pinned him up against the 'rock' wall, fingers tangling in wet long hair. His legs spread willingly as the other pressed up against him, moaning softly against the other's lips. He pulled away some, his blue eyes dark as he smiled coyly. "Haaa, you want me baby?" His hand slipped down between them, rubbing Riku through his swim shorts. "Just tell what I can do to make you happy~"


Terra sighed as they stepped off the stage, setting his empty glass on a table and about to find his way back to the bar - or perhaps a fucking restroom - when an employee cute him off letting him know Aqua was looking for him. the brunette nodded allowing the other to lead him backstage, feeling apprehensive. Shit, it wasn't like he had to make a first impression anymore!

But even still as he found his way backstage he stood there a little awkwardly for a moment, catching Ven's gaze before he looked at Aqua a very silent 'help me' plea in his eyes.

An innocent smile fell on Aqua's lips for the blonde before she jumped off the couch, sidling over to her flailing friend's side and literally dragged him over. "Well, since you're here... Terra this is Ventus my new band mate. Ventus, this is my best friend Terra."
The brunette gave her a dull look. 'That was your best help?!'
'What more do you want?! A lengthy speech?' She silently shot back.

"Well... I'm pretty sure we've already met actually." Terra said, his eyes looked down at the blonde, a bit unnerved by his stare. He gave his best charming smile anyways. "You go by Ven, actually, right?"



He never imagined how well rehearsal would go. Axel was a natural, just as he had hoped. And, as his dancer's reassured, they could follow the red-head's instructions fairly well. Even Roland didn't have any more complaints. Now, it was up to him - and Axel of course.

So, giving nothing away, he invited the red-head to dinner, letting him know he was thinking it over when his decision was already made.

"Alright alright," He chuckled good-naturedly, opening his lips so dainty fingers could feed him a fried mushroom. He gave the fingertips a kiss, making her giggle as he ate the bit of food, smiling to her. But his attention was grabbed when he heard the chair near him being slid out and saw the red-head taking a seat.

Rather then greeting him, he made his point very clear by handing him the contract that he had hidden under the table, smiling at Axel's shocked look. "The job's yours, if you want it." He reached into his pocket, pulling out a pen and pointing to a clause on it. "As long as you preform your job as is expected, even if I fire you the second after we both sign this paper, you will get this amount for me even if your contract is not up."
The clause was in the normal legal mumbo-jumbo but the only thing that really meant anything to Axel was 60,000. Half a year's pay. "But if you quit, you get no cent of it only whatsoever."

There was a shallow nod, everything a bit overwhelming. "But I want you to think carefully Axel. And not just about the money. We're on tour and even if you are a natural your job is demanding. We're do four to six rehearsals between each concert and you'll be in charge of each of them from here on out. Between that your time is yours. You're not required to be on stage at all except for the first performance and if you don't want to go to the concerts at all that's your choice. You can take vacation and sick time, but since you're paid on commission you aren't paid for any time you take off. There are no benefits either so you'll have to worry about that on your own."

The pen was held out to him this time, blue and green eyes meeting. "If you're sure this is what you want... then sign."

[Rikugurl]

"UT!" His breath hitched as he a skilled hand reach down over his clothed length, feeling him rub it perfectly. His legs started to shake instantly, maybe not needing the whore to do anything but to reach his limit. At the last question though, his eyes opened, looking into the deep blue of the other's. "What will make me happy?" He panted out, hearing a cunning hum in return. "You being happy... will make me happy." A shocked look came over Sora's face for a moment until it was drowned out by another passionate kiss. What was this? Pretty Woman?

Still, he pulled away and ducked his head under, suddenly sucking on the salty, chlorine tasting skin of Sora's neck. His own fingers started to run over the perfect stomach, feeling those fingers continue their magic on his privates. "Aaahh....S-sora!" Riku called, quickly backing away so he wouldn't ruin it. His erection was painful now, throbbing and waiting for release but they couldn't do it here. "I think we need to get this... shit off our bodies first."
As in showering.
As in a blow job through the steamy heat of the hot water that pulsed down onto the tanned back of the brunette. "AAAAAAAAAH!!! OH SORAA!!" The silverette's back arched against the shower wall, his hand covering his face as his other gripped into the wet hair below. "I... I'm gonna come!"

The water was turned off, the steam hardly clearing as the door opened and two 'clean' bodies appeared. Both were still very naked but the shorter headed to the bed, grabbing his things.
"You're leaving? Already?" Riku questioned, seeing the clothes being shoved in a bag without care. He quickly learned that Sora had no more condoms, he had just used his last in the shower. Riku blushed, not believing that he was going to ask this question but... "We can't do anything without a condom?"
The other quickly became uncertain, stating that it was kind of his policy for safety and---
"I've only had sex with two people... you being one of them. Trust me... I don't have anything." or maybe... it wasn't the client he was worried about. Was Sora carrying anything...?


The blue eyes rolled to look back up at the brunette, his face none too amused as the familiar black circles stared at him. "Yea. Ven or Venny is fine." He said softly, his voice a little rough from the singing. He reached out, grabbing his water and drinking some, feeling the atmosphere become less intense. Fuu gave Terra a sympathetic look. Maybe it just wasn't a good night for the blonde. He said that it had been awhile since he performed and it was a large gig. "Well, we're all really impressed by your voice, Venny. Where did you learn how to sing like that?" She inquired, trying to make a conversation but again she hit a dead wall with his response. "I'd really rather not talk about it right now."

Before Terra could open his mouth to make things worse by asking if it had anything to do with his FAMOUS brother, another man walked into the small lounge. "Oh! Leon... hey..."
"Hey, you must be Black Sheep. You guys rocked out there." The tall man grinned, crossed his arms and looked at Aqua specifically. "I just wanted to say that you guys have been enrolled in the battle of the bands, Hallow's Eve special in two more weeks."
"WOW! REALLY!?" Fuu cried in pure joy, suddenly glomping her girlfriend as the man left, stating that the information could be found on the Sauce Underground website.
"I can't believe we made it!" Fuu continued, smiling happily. "Aqua, we are so going to have celebration sex tonight~"

"Hehehe..." Ventus laughed, shaking his head at the disturbing vision he was getting. "Well, I guess you guys don't need me for that. I'm out. I'll talk to you later, k?" He said, grabbing his bass case and standing.


"Oh Roxy~ Don't scare him like that! You make it seem like he's signing his soul over!" The blonde girl next to the star chuckled, wrapping her arm around his to pull him close for a kiss on the cheek. She knew this was important but the poor guy looked like he was completely frazzled and from what Roxas had told her about him this morning, this man's life changed drastically within 24 hours. Even she would be shaking in her bones if her life was turned around like that but she smiled when she saw the man take the pen after a few moments before scribbling his signature at the bottom before putting it in print and then the date.

Lea "Axel" Xipil.

"Oh, that's interesting. Is it pronounced 'Lee-ah'?" The blonde questioned, noticing by the redhead's expression that he got that question a lot. "No, it's actually pronounces 'Lee' but please call me Axel, k?"
"Sure! I'm Namine. It's very nice meeting you." She gave him a warm smile, reaching across the table to shake his hand. "I'm Roxas's girlfriend. I drew the art on his first cover and ever since, we've just clicked!"
"Ah... that's nice..." He said softly but he had to interrupt this conversation for something more important. "But uh... I would like to tour with you... so... will I be living in a tour bus from now on? I really... never had a place to call my own." Then again... with this sort of money...

[Reno]

In his biology class, while learning about evolution, Sora recalled learning about a type a fish - a Scorpion-fish - that lived in the shallow ends of the sea. Now this fish was no ordinary predator. Instead of chasing after it's prey, it let it come to it. Using it's excellent camouflage to appear like a stalk of coral in a sea of plants, it lied, still and waiting, for an innocent, unsuspecting little goldfish to swim on by and SNAP it was caught.

"You being happy... will make me happy."

He was pretty sure that line was just a disguise of a trap.

Yet, instead of backing away like his oh-so brilliant mind told him to, he found himself on his knees under the spray of a warm shower, humming around the head of the silverette's erection, not minding as a hand tugging his hair, making him swallow more and more of that length. His left thumb, moving from where his fingers were massaging the two testies, slipped slightly behind, rubbing hard against the male's perineum. The response was instantaneous as those hips jerked forward and the silverette came hard.

And then he knew he was done because he didn't have another condom and so, hair still dripping from the shower, he started to gather his things. But Riku wasn't ready to let him go.
"Trust me... I don't have anything."
Sora sighed in agitation, used to his customers being difficult about this sort of thing, and he faced the other ready to just flat out say no, but the words cowered a little at the look in those aquamarine eyes that made his heart stutter and his throat suddenly go dry. And for just one second, one measly tick of the clock, he almost gave in damn the consequences.

But then he remembered last year and shook his head slowly. He wasn't about to repeat his mistakes. "I... I can't Riku. I'm sorry."



"Ah! Well~" Aqua purred, cuddling up to the woman's side. "Now you're talking my language."
Terra grimaced as well at the two and even though he was happy for the band... ew. Just ew. Unless he was making profits off the porn tapes, their were some things better left secret. He needed to scrub his brain now please. However, a little red flag shot off in it instead as he heard Ven... about to leave.
"Ah alright... if you're sure." Aqua said watching the blonde start to leave but pointedly glanced at Terra, who seemed completely lost, tossing her head to indicate he better make a move in fast.

"Ah, w-wait Ven!" Terra called jumping to his feet and chasing after, and awkwardly stopping behind him. Like a street light, the light on his brain turned yellow, warning him to slow down and think about what he was saying - but like half the population of America he took it as a sign to speed up, FAST. "Ahhh... you're really leaving so soon? Not even gonna celebrate?" Errrt! Errrrrt! Warning, Warning! Light is now red! STOP NOW! His brain cried and went ignored.
"Come on, I'll even buy you a drink!"

He was sure in the back of his head, he heard his already meager wallet shrivel up and die, but when those big blue eyes looked up at him he said fuck you to it and stopped caring. In fact, as the other considered his offer, his heart was the first to go skipping to debt without a care in the world.


"Well it's a big decision!" Roxas said good-naturedly, smiling at the other blonde. Oh was it ever. He still would never forget as he, a shivering, excited eighteen year old, signed his own autograph for the first time on his own binding contract. Yet he could never of imagined how far it would take him or how much of his life would change... or what he would lose along the way. This life wasn't for everyone though and he'd seen it happen more than once that people let the price get into their head but not the demands. "I got to let him know what he's getting into!"

But it seemed Axel had made his decision. The paper was signed and both it and the pen pushed back over to Roxas for his own signature, binding him and Axel in a partnership. He chuckled as the two talked, noticing the red-head's uncertainty. Namine could be quite friendly sometimes. It amazed him sometimes that when they first met she was just a shy, almost mute artist. Neing around all this noise and constant buzz of activity seemed to really bring her out of her secluded bubble.

"Well, as long as you feel comfortable with it, it's up to you. I don't think any of us would mind if you joined us on the road." Roxas said. "Some will stay behind and travel by plane or jet when they're needed. We'll all travel by air sometimes just in general if we have to cross-country quickly and we won't have enough time to get ready for the show otherwise." He was given a curious look and Roxas just shrugged. You could only control the concert dates so far and since cross-country always tended to mean from California to New York - the two most populated states in all of America and the farthest apart - it wasn't as if there was an option of canceling.

There was a soft tearing noise as Roxas split the contracts, handing Axel's yellow sheeted copy with a smile. Under Axel's name his own was written in very neat script.

Roxas Holani

"Welcome to the crew."

[Rikugurl]

"I... I can't Riku. I'm sorry."

That excitement, that trill, that vision all went down the toilet as Sora put his foot down but again, he knew business and knew that contracts should never be broken. Though it wasn't the outcome he was hoping for, he was moved by Sora's discipline and self safety. But the brunette whore wasn't going to leave that easily, at least not right away. "Alright..." He replied softly, reaching into the bathroom and quickly grabbing a towel to wrap around himself and grabbing an extra one for Sora.

He walked over, making the brunette pause and yelp some as the clean towel wrapped around his neck and pulled him against Riku's body. Their eyes clashed and pale lips lowered some, just a few inches from Sora's. "Then just please stay with me for the night?" His face came closer, hips lips gently planting a sweet kiss on the other's before it happened again and once more. He pulled away and gently started to dry the brunette hair that had caught his eyes almost a year ago. "We can order room service and maybe catch a flick. Unless... you have something else you need to do."


There was a pause in the short blonde's step as he liked the sound of a free drink. He glanced back, looking up into matching blue eyes that seemed exotic against his skin tone. This man was far from shy, or at least he was far from shy when he was drunk but questions never seemed hard for him. He kinda liked that. "Yea... that sounds good to me." He flashed a small smile, one that had so much potential but never finished as the case was place to the side and the two headed back out to the live house. Another band was playing, the crowd enjoying them too which was a bonus for them as quite a few seats were open for the taking at the bar.

They hopped a seat at the end, secluding themselves from some other people and a spunky orange haired bartender walked up. "Hey boys! What can I get ya?"
The blonde shot the other a look and Terra was quick to order for them both. Luckily, Ven was up for whatever. He wasn't too fussy when it came to drinks as long as it wasn't some cheap ass beer.
Before Terra could engage chitchat, the blonde pulled up his bag and dug through it, pulling out a small bottle with an even smaller brush (a retired nail brush) and grabbed Terra's hand. "I hope you weren't expecting to pick up anyone with your chipping nail polish." He stated easily as he ran the brush over the chipping paint before dabbing it with a make-up applier, seeing it come right off. "You've been fiddling with them all night."

Even with the blunt statement, Ven was gentle as one by one, the nails were cleaned and dried with care. By the time he was finished, their drinks were placed in front of them.
"So..." He started, putting the the things back in his bag before taking his drink, lifting it up to click with Terra's. "Tell me a little about yourself. All I really got to know was your hand and your cock." A wicked grin ran over his lips as he started to drink.

[Reno]

"I........ well no......" Sora hesitated, thrown off guard by this. No one had ever asked these sort of requests from him. It was almost close enough to be a date. He didn't want to give Riku the wrong idea and his better judgment was saying to get out of there.

But.... but it sounded like... like fun. When was the last time his life wasn't consumed by school and his 'job'? And... to stay in someone's bed for the night without having to escort them to his door or get kicked out of the bed..... it made his heart quiver with joy.

"Alright." He finally decided, seeming a little shy all of a sudden. And for someone like him, something like 'shy' was something no one would expect to ever apply. But there many things about him Riku had yet to know...


"Yea... that sounds good to me."

Yes! Yes! Damn it, yeeeeeees!!! Fuck the price, he'd buy this kid as many drinks as he wanted!

He followed the blonde to the bar, and when the other looked at him, he made the order, trying for something not to alcoholic for the same reason as before. For Ven he got him a Tequila Limedrop, which, despite the name, was made with tequila and blueberry schnapps. And for himself another Ameretto but this time an Ameretto root beet.

Before he could start them off though he was surprised when the other grabbed his hand and started to... clean his nails? The brunette's cheeks flushed a little, mumbling, "Well this is what I get when I let Aqua make me a make-over project." He smiled though once the other was done, chuckling. "Thanks."

He picked up his own drink, sipping the burgundy mixture some, but his cheeks flushed as the other mentioned their... activities a few nights before. "Ahem... so what? The normal standards?" He stepped over the statement coolly and when the other nodded he hummed and shrugged.

"Okay. Well.... my favorite colors are orange and tan. My favorite animals are wolves. You know who my best friend is. We've known each other since forever. When we were kids we used to live just a block and a half away. I used to sneak out to her house all the time." He chuckled. "Ahhh..... I own a dog. A terrier named Wolf." The other gave him a full look at the name but he just shrugged.
'And family?'
Terra didn't flinch but his eyes turned a little dark and in the back of his mind he was worried his grip on his glass would break it. "Nothing important to say." He said as lightly as possible and Ven took the hint to let it drop. A lot of homosexuals had bad family history so the question was always like walking on eggshells.

"However I will tell you two things that are vitally important about knowing me. These two facts pretty much make everything insignificant in comparison when about me." A blonde eyebrow arched, and Terra grinned. "I love books... and muffins. Don't forget it."

It was so inane and silly even Ventus had to laugh. The brunette smiled and chuckled, before nodding to him. "Alright, your turn."