Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Hybrid Host Club ❯ Chapter 1

Hybrid Host Club

Part 1: Introduction (1)

Sasuke sat quietly in his booth waiting for a waiter to return with his drink. He eyed the up market establishment with its linen covered tables and well dressed staff with absent interest.

It had been a while since he had visited such a place, but he had needed the company tonight. For some reason he had been feeling a little worn tonight, the constant cloud of mistrust and suspicion that seemed to follow him everywhere had slowly been eating away at him.

The only person he could trust in this world right now was his brother and that, he knew, was a shame. At least in coming here he knew what was expected, the people here were there to see to your every whim and it was all for money. It felt somewhat hollow but he would at least know that what these people were doing was honest.

He sat taking in the sights of the well groomed young men wandering around the room talking with all different breeds of business men. He had known that being in business would be a taxing pursuit - just look at what it had done to his father. The man had retired early due to a heart condition brought on by cumulative years of stress. But Sasuke had chosen to venture into this world, following in his brothers footsteps despite that.

And here he was - seeing all manner of finely cut suits and traditional kimono worn by some of the most elite of Tokyo's society. Sasuke snorted at the observation - bunch of old timers - most of them were married with families and yet here they sat wining and dining the young men ordered by the club to entertain the clientele.

What he wouldn't give for a family of his own to return to - people he could trust and care for. People that wouldn't attempt to deceive him for what he was worth as one of the heir's to the Uchiha name.

As Sasuke looked out at the room once more something bright caught his attention under the strategically dappled lighting. As he turned to look in the direction of that brightness he caught sight of a waiter approaching him. He couldn't help but stare fixatedly at the accoutrements that were adorning the young man's head as he approached, baring a tray with a small cream coloured ceramic sake jug and matching cup.

Sasuke had noticed upon entering the club that this place had a theme of sorts, all the hosts and wait staff where adorned with a pair of ears and a tail - all different types of animals were on display here. He couldn't help staring as the waiter walked to his table, the man was truly stunning.

The light's picked out sunny blond hair in dishevelled spikes, sparkling, energetic blue eyes, and what looked like three whiskers drawn on each cheek? Not to mention the lithe body sculpted inside black slacks, a crisp white shirt and a snugly fitted orange and black striped waistcoat. He was an amazing example of the male form.

To top it all off nestled in those golden locks, that Sasuke had the oddest urge to burrow his fingers into, where a pair furry ears, creamy on the inside with black tips. When his gaze travelled over the barely hidden contours of the blonde's body he saw the odd glimpse of a plush tail swinging in time with his steps. But it was difficult to analyze the colour of the fur in the dim lighting.

Sasuke sat transfixed as the male approached. On reaching the table, the waiter placed two small white napkins on the black marble surface and then settled the sake bottle and cup on each one. He didn't speak throughout the process but as he stood to his full height, which Sasuke guessed to be about five foot eight inches, his voice whispered across the table, "Please enjoy your drink, Sir." Sasuke felt like someone had run something soft and velvety across his skin sending goose pimples over the pale surface, that voice was deliciously rich and damn sexy.

When the waiter turned to make his way back to the bar for another order Sasuke couldn't help but reach out to touch the blond man. His pale fingers sunk into the plush fur of the young man's faux tail and it felt strangely warm to the touch. Sasuke couldn't help but knead at the softness that greeted his skin, these tails where of the highest quality, thick and unbelievably soft to the touch.

Sasuke wasn't prepared however when the waiter turned back around and growled, the tail he had been clutching at tugging free of his grip independently, "No touching me, Teme. I'm a waiter not a host." That rumbly sound that had fallen from those succulent looking lips had Sasuke wanting to pet the other man all over and it took him a moment not to react on instinct rather than sense.

He looked up into piercing blue eyes, feeling himself falling into those bottomless orbs that were as clear as a summer sky. Sasuke caught sight of something twitching in the periphery of his vision and turned just enough to keep those baby blue eyes in sight so he could see what had caught his attention.

Sasuke could hear the waiter growling at him again, something about paying attention when he was spoken to - like he was a misbehaving child. But his gaze had risen from those beautiful cerulean orbs to latch onto those ears once more, they were moving, flickering with agitation. That's when Sasuke realized something - his attention shooting back to the blonde's face, he voice thankfully remaining in its familiar bored tone, “You're a hybrid." There was no inflection in his voice, hiding the curiosity he felt behind the mask he'd cultivated from birth at his Father's direction.

The blond stared at him, mouth hanging open before snorting quietly, "You just figured that out? You're a smart one aren't you, Teme. You're in a hybrid host club or hadn't you noticed?" The snide tone didn't sit well with Sasuke, dislike being talked down to as much as the next person, more so because his Father had the habit of doing it every time he saw him, but he let it slide this time wanting to prolong this moment with the younger male that intrigued him.

Sasuke gave his normal response, something that all of his family did when they wished to be as noncommittal as possible without causing offense, “Hn.” To be honest he hadn't been paying attention when he came into the Club, he'd just been looking for somewhere that didn't send his hackles rising - but he was now fully aware that this was a Hybrid Host Club and it sparked his interest even more.

"What the hell's that supposed to mean - huh?" The blond looked and sounded like he was becoming increasingly irate as their conversation continued. Judging by the way his ears where flickering back and forth and from the quick glance at his tail, which was swishing impatiently Sasuke wasn't creating a very good impression on the foxy blond. This man was rapidly getting angry and for some reason Sasuke found that amusing.

Sasuke took a deep breath, settling the feelings he had scrambling around inside him with the ease of long practice, shoving aside amusement, curiosity and desire as easily as sweeping a broom across the floor to remove the dirt. He ignored the blonde's words in favour of asking a question of his own, "What is your name?"

The slight widening of those cerulean eyes and the parting of pink lips was a clear sign that he had managed to surprise the other man into silence. Sasuke waited for a few moments, wondering if the blond haired fox would reply but then he did though it was stumbled and Sasuke was certain he saw the faintest hint of a blush mantling those whiskered cheeks. "Y-you … I mean… that's none of your business!"

Sasuke couldn't help but wonder if he ran his fingers over those marks that adorned the waiter's cheeks - would they be real? The young man gave a swift nod at his own words and turned to leave once again and Sasuke didn't stop him this time - instead watching the sway of his hips as he stalked across the room, tail swinging back and forth behind him in open irritation.

It drew a small smile from the youngest Uchiha.

Sasuke stayed at the club all night, but whenever anyone approached him he actively discouraged them from remaining, sending the patented Uchiha glare in their direction whenever they didn't take head of the aura surrounding that broadcast his wish to remain alone.

Sasuke was quite content to watch a certain blond flitting around the room, catching him looking over his shoulder ever now and then and straight at his table. He felt strangely content to sit in the club, admiring the view for the evening for once not thinking about work and responsibilities and the cloud of distrust that had brought him into the club originally.

Sasuke walked up to the bar man at the end of the night, catching his gaze and staring into a lone stormy grey eye, the other eye hidden from view by a black eye-patch, which Sasuke could only assume covered a blind or missing eye. The silver haired man was, it appeared, some type of wolf, dark ears and a heavy silver grey tail suggested as much - but there was an aura about him that suggested wildness. He was certainly no trained dog. Sasuke put the thought aside for later consideration, having already decided to do some further investigation into this Club, if only to understand the Fox hybrid better. Sasuke asked in a calm and crisp voice, "What is the name of the blond fox?"

He eyed the older man, watching as a sly smile split his lips showing off white teeth and unusually sharp canines and wondering what he found amusing about his request. "Looks like you'll have to find that out for yourself, ne?"

Sasuke arched a brow at the wolf's rhetorical question before speaking, "You will not tell me his name?" Sasuke was growing steadily frustrated by the odd behaviour this male was exhibiting and the feeling on the back of his neck that suggested danger - was this part of the wolf's more animalistic traits or was he just being purposefully obtuse? Sasuke thought it was likely the latter.

"Mah. We don't give out names unless we choose to. Understand Mr Uchiha this isn't just a Host Club." He gave another quirky smile before turning away from Sasuke and returning to cleaning some glasses he had left drying on the side of the bar. It wasn't unusual for people to recognize one of the Uchiha heirs, the family had very distinctive traits after all, both visually and in business.

Sasuke stood at the bar for a few minutes, studying the unusual bar man, then turned to look out at the rest of the gathering around him elbow's resting on the bar, searching and finding many different sets of ears and tails adorning the staff of this unusual little bar. He didn't catch sight of that now familiar head of blond spikes but he was determined to get that name - there was just something about the young waiter that had struck him.

And Sasuke had a great deal of patients.

The emotions the fox so openly expressed intrigued Sasuke, not to mention the fact that he was a stunning specimen of the male form. Sasuke had been aware of his sexuality since he was fourteen and had explored it with a few partners but had never found anyone to settle down with. But he had the strangest feeling that this male might be worth his time and interest.

Sasuke turned and gave the quirky bar man a nod before turning away once again and walking confidently out of the club. Intent on doing some research on just precisely what this place was here for and to broaden his knowledge of hybrids.

When Sasuke had left the club the blond waiter had made his appearance, slinking up to the barman, whilst taking a through look around the room eyes hunting for the ones that had trailed him around the room all night. He spoke quietly to the silver haired wolf, "He gone now Kaka-sensei?" He ran a nervous hand through his blond hair, tweaking one of his ears absently.

"Maa, he's been gone for about fifteen minutes or so. Where have you been?" He gave Naruto a cursory look recognizing the nervous gestures he was exhibiting. "You were hiding weren't you?" Kakashi couldn't help smiling at the young fox as he blushed an almost luminous pink.

"Hai - there's something about that guy. He wanted to know my name." He looked at the bar man in confusion. It was odd, most people just ignored him as he worked the tables giving out the barman's orders, but why had that man paid so much attention to him? Naruto had seen him watching him and had felt his stare on the nape of his neck making the fine hairs there rise to attention. It had been rather off putting.

Kakashi nodded at the puzzled fox, smiling at his dazed expression, "He asked me the same thing… I said he'd have to ask you, if he wanted to know." He watched as those sky blue orbs shot upwards to stare at him, mouth slightly agape. Kakashi couldn't help but want to tease Naruto, "What's so strange about someone noticing you - maybe he likes what he sees, hmm?"

Naruto stood staring at Kakashi before letting out an indignant noise, "Pfft…what's there to like exactly - there kind hate hybrids." He looked away from the other man, staring out at the slowly emptying bar, looking at a sea of faces he didn't know and a few odd sets of ears he would recognize in a heartbeat - they were his kind - his family.

"Not everyone's that way, silly fox. I've never seen him here before and I got the impression when he came in that he was on edge. He didn't know that this place was more than a host club. But knowing who he's related to, it's a pretty good guess he will know by the time he comes back." Kakashi kept cleaning his glasses as he spoke, not too concerned about the young Uchiha that had come into the club. He was more concerned about Naruto's reaction to him. Naruto looked unsettled and confused, but the way he was being so defensive was a bit of a giveaway about his curiosity.

Naruto looked at the bar man and shrugged nonchalantly, "So he'll know. That doesn't make him any different than the rest of the guests." Naruto felt ill at ease about the odd feeling he'd experienced when those long slender fingers had closed on his tail, they way they had softly squeezed the thick fur had sent a rush of pleasure up his spine that was entirely new.

But it was the way those dark, penetrating eyes had looked at him and he'd looked back and felt familiarity, that had him confused. He felt like he knew this man. The emotions that the dark haired man had expressed without even saying a word or twitching a muscle, evident just from the way he had looked at Naruto had him questioning himself. The cool demeanour had thrown him somewhat and the dismissive way the Teme had spoken or not, as the case may be, had annoyed him beyond reason.

But that man… he was something else.

Naruto wasn't certain if he wanted him to come back or if he would be happier never seeing him again. When Naruto looked back at Kakashi behind the bar he saw a knowing glint in his stormy grey eye, which made him blush in indignation, "Not a damn word you mangy wolf or I'll send Iruka after you!" With that final parting shot the conflicted fox stormed out the side door and headed up into the residential area, heading for a hot shower and bed.

Maybe things would make more sense in the morning.

Kakashi stood quietly watching Naruto as he crossed the floor and headed out through the staff exit leading upstairs. He shook his head slowly, he would be happy for the blond to send Iruka to him; he couldn't wait to get the tight lipped man underneath him, willing and wanton.

But as Kakashi knew only too well the look he had seen cross Naruto's face meant a lot more than he realized - the scent of the fox had changed. Kakashi just hoped that the two males got through it in one piece - he was still trying after a year of being around his own stubborn brunet.

And sometimes that really hurt.

He whispered quietly, "Good luck, Naruto."