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Lord of the Flings-

A young teen nervously walked into the Gentleman's club, notorious for the hordes of amine heartthrobs that always frequented it. He was aware of the multiple sets of eyes that were on him as he went to meet with one of his "Mentors." It was by some sick twist of fate that he was being ordered to go and ask various men about their sex lives and conquests . It wasn't his fault that someone was trying to slate him as the next to take on the hottie title.

"Is there something I can get you Honey?" a barely clad waitress asked as she stepped in front of the boy. "Sex on the beach, perhaps?"

Wide green eyes blinked as he tried not to look below her eyes. "N… no. No th…thank you Ma'am," he stammered. When she started to laugh, his eyes accidentally drifted down to her overly large breasts. A heavy blush crossed his face as he caught a glimpse of her erect nipples through her blue lace corset.

"Leave the boy alone," a voice called out from by the bar. Both the boy and the waitress looked over to see a man with long flowing blonde hair watching the two of them. The teen could only smile as he recognized his first interviewee, Allen Shazar sitting with a group of other men. Allen recognized the boy's look and turned his blue eyes to the waitress. "He's with us."

"You're no fun Allen," The waitress pouted. She then smiled secretly when the knight/pirate arched his eyebrow slightly. "I'll see you later," she said before walking away.

The youth blushed some more as she gently ran her fingers along his jaw and walked away. Without hesitation, he quickly walked over to where the blonde was sitting. "Mr. Shazar, it's nice to meet you. I'm…."

Allen held up his hand to stop the boy's ranting. "Calm down. This is your first time in here, isn't it?" he asked, already knowing the answer. When the boy nodded, he nodded as well. He kicked the chair next to him, making it move from under the table. "Sit, I'll order you a drink and you can relax some."

"But… but sir, I'm underage," the boy protested.

Allen fought not to laugh. "Have you seen the boys from Gundam Wing? There is no such thing as underage here," he mused looking over his shoulder to the bar. "Shido, so you think you can find something that can relax our little companion?"

The detective looked at the bar behind him before turning back to the blonde. "I'll find something," he said before waving the bartender over.

Allen looked at the nervous boy and leaned back in his chair. "So, who sent you?" he asked bluntly. When wide eyes looked at him, he tried not to roll his eyes. "You know, someone thought that you would benefit in learning things from the masters. I'm just curious as to what sick soul would put you through this."

The boy reached into the pocket of his jeans and pulled out a business card with two cat-women, and a little kitten in a lab coat. "They did," he whispered.

Allen looked at the card and nodded. "Figures." He looked at the other men sitting at the table and slid the card to the middle of it. "Bond Girl Productions," he announced. He ignored the nods of recognition before looking back at the boy. "Don't worry. The girls left you in good hands."

Shido walked over to the table and placed a glass in front of the boy. "Drink this, it'll help calm you down," he said before going to sit on the other side of Allen.

It was then the boy realized that at the table, sat a number of his other interviewees. He sipped at the clear drink in front of him and nearly gagged. "What is this?" he asked.

"Sake," the midnight detective answered simply. He looked at the sour face the boy wore and shrugged. "It's an acquired taste. You'll get used to it."

One of the other blondes at the table removed his sunglasses to reveal amused green eyes. "So how are we gonna do this? I doubt we each want to stand up and give the kid a speech. I mean, how's that gonna look? I'm Kudoh Yohji, and I'm a sexaholic? I think not."

"Actually, I think the title fits you very well," Spike said as he lit a cigarette. When Yohji frowned at him, he ignored it. "What the girls want is for us to all give him certain… insight on how to be treat ladies."

"Especially of the love and leave variety," Zechs chimed in.

Yohji nodded slowly. "I think we can do that."

"We're also supposed to clue him in on the downside of having flings," a blue haired man said from opposite Yohji. "Such as getting caught."

"You're the only on here married Sterling." Ruby eyes looked at the pilot next to him. "You simply get caught. We get trapped."

"Or they die on you, right Gojyo?" Terry asked as he looked at the man with red eyes and matching hair.

Gojyo only grunted as he frowned. "We're supposed to be talking about the kid, right?" he asked looking back at Allen.

This time, the knight-turned-pirate did laugh. "Don't be so defensive Gojyo. We'll all tell our story eventually. But since I was supposed to speak with him first, I guess I'll start." He said as he made himself comfortable. "My best piece of advice for you, Kid. Stay away from sisters. They may be fun, but not always the best conquest to have under your belt."

"Unless they're twins, and you have them at the same time," a quiet Hotohari said from the boy's other side. His golden eyes looked around the table when everyone fell silent and utterly shocked. "What? I'm an Emperor," he said justifying himself.

Roger looked into his glass of scotch and smirked. "This is going to be an interesting day," he said before finishing his glass.

Allen rolled his eyes. "Don't listen to them yet. This is my tale, and I say sisters are bad news, especially if you have feelings for one."

The men around them all started to groan. The kid blinked curiously. "What's wrong?" he asked.

"You'll find Kid, that most of our downfalls have been to what he just said," Malachite said before taking another drink from his vodka. When the kid only frowned in confusion, he sighed. "Love, boy, love."

"We each found that one. The one that makes all of the fooling around completely pointless," Nephrite said with a shrug. "Midori and Devon want us to pass the torch, so to speak, and you're their candidate. You should be honored."

Terry mused. "I've worked with them both, he should be scared shitless," he said into his beer.

Max leaned back in his own chair. "Hey, guys, let's let Allen tell his story. Kid's gotta be nervous enough as it is."

Allen shook his head, suddenly wondering why it was such a good idea for them all to meet with this boy at the same time. "As I was saying," he started. "I was a knight of the kingdom of Astoria…."

**TBC**