Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Orenji no Taiyou ❯ Big Smile ( Chapter 5 )

Mr. Miyagi woke for the third time that night. Normally, he wouldn't be bothered by this, however tonight was different.

 

You see, normally Mr. Miyagi was an insomniac. He was used to sitting up in his bed for hours at a time, praying for sleep. A few weeks ago, his doctor gave him an experimental sleep aid that worked surprisingly well. The only problem he really had with this was the massive migraines it would occasionally cause. Though, those could also be blamed by his nagging wife and verbally abusive boss.

 

Mr. Miyagi was distracted from his thoughts as his wife rolled over next to him. She let out one snore and a grunt before hugging her pillow and falling back asleep with her back turned to him. This only made him more aware of the blaring music and flashing lights coming from the other side of his bedroom window.

 

They were going to have to move for him to get any sleep… you know, with the new gay bar dance club and all.

 

Most of the people in the central Tokyo area— the ones in apartments and such— felt this way. Some of them were heavily medicated or too drunk or high to care. Then there were the dancers themselves.

 

“Save it for when we get in,” Yuukou said between laughs as he watched Shuuichi dance around the sidewalk. Shuuichi, though, didn't pay attention to his companion as he proceeded to bump and grind Yuukou. This was only fun and games, but it earned the pair strange looks from those around them. One guy— Mello, as he became known— joined Shuuichi in his fun.

 

Yuukou continued to laugh as the two danced around him. As Shuuichi danced, he was really able to appreciate his female figure. The lime green pleated mini fit his waste perfectly, clinging to his skin. His pink v-neck clung to his abdomen, giving him a smooth look. The pink v-neck was actually a size too big; it went down to meet the green mini, as to not show any skin. The two seemingly became one as little bunches of fabric formed where Shuuichi was bending during his dancing.

 

Shuuichi's clothes weren't the only things Yuukou, or any of the other people there, could take notice to. Shuuichi's legs were waxed, courtesy of the seemingly sadistic Yuukou. His pale legs were clad with fish nets that went into high-top, black leather chunk-heal boots. They were laced with pink laces.

 

Shuuichi also sported a new hair style. Yuukou had dyed his hair black, though it was temporary and would wash out with a special shampoo. It was also curled with loose, cork-screw curls. Most of the massive mess of curls was up in a pony tail, while Shuuichi's bangs and a few curls stuck out.

 

To top it all off, the teen had on a padded bra and make-up. His eyes sported a light purple-pink eye shadow and black eyeliner. He had light blush on as well, with a thin coat of white powder covering his face and his neck. His eyebrows were also colored. As were his nails. Every other nail was black, and the others were lime green.

 

Shuuichi wasn't the only looker though. Mello took quick notice of Yuukou, who wore a black button-up blouse (with a padded bra, of course.) Yuukou also had a red-and-black, loose female tie hanging down from his collar. The shirt was not tucked into a red plaid, mid-thigh-length pleated skirt. Over the shirt and at the waist, one black leather belt clung with a silver clasp while one was held at the hip and hung down to the opposite side of the hem of the skirt.

 

As Mello's eyes traveled down, he could tell that Yuukou's legs were also waxed, but they sported no sort of fish net or stalking. Instead, Yuukou sported knee-length, lace-up, black leather boots with chunk heels. The laces were red.

 

Traveling back up lead him to crimped black hair, half up and half covering a powdered face. Yuukou's eyes had light red eye shadow and black eyeliner, his cheeks were rosy, and his lips were like a red rose. His eyebrows were plucked to be a perfect one-and-a-half inches apart with flawless arches. His nails were black and red.

 

Mello wasn't too bad looking, himself. He was in a long-sleeve, Cheshire cat striped shirt. The sleeves were longer then his arms, giving it a bell effect around his hands. Mello was also in a black, mid-thigh straight skirt. His legs weren't waxed, but they were covered with grey tights. He wore black ankle-high chunk heal boots. They did not lace up, but slipped on easily.

 

Over Mello's shirt, there was a gay pride rainbow belt. This was his only accessory though, as he had no padded bra on. He also had on minimal make-up; simple shiny lip gloss and eyeliner were about it. His black hair was down to about his shoulders. His thin figure all but made up for his lack of glamorous showings, though. The shadows created from the curves in his body and bone structure made him look gorgeous in the party lights.

 

“Oo! Stop dancing, you guys,” Yuukou ordered after about ten minutes of watching the two skip around. “The line is moving.” Yuukou only succeeded, though, in getting the two to dance in the general direction of the club.

 

“Yuukou—," Shuuichi pulled each vowel sound out like a music note. “Yuukou! Will you get me drunk tonight?” He pouted up to the taller boy. “This is my first time at a club, after all. Please?” Shuuichi also dragged the "ea" in "please" out.

 

“Sure, but stick to cheap stuff, ne?” Yuukou smiled down at the grinning boy and then looked over to Mello. “What about you?”

Mello's lips curled into a smirk at the question. In one fluid movement, he pulled his wallet out and flipped it open to show a shiny gold card with a series of numbers on it. He had a fake ID next to it. “My father's,” he elaborated. This earned him a laugh and a head ruffle from Yuukou.

 

Shuuichi smiled and clapped Yuukou on the back. He had finally stopped dancing and was actually panting a little. He had found that the senseless dancing in the street only to only hinder his senses. If he were to be attacked while dancing in the street… well… he would not be on guard and would probably flinch with flawed reflexes.

 

That wasn't to leave his head.

 

Shuuichi was pulled from his thoughts as he made it to the door. He showed his fake ID to get in. Already, a large portion of the crowd had been driven away by the twenty-one and over sign. This made the redhead wonder just how old the whole room was. He knew Yuukou was legal and that Mello wasn't, but he wasn't sure about anything else.

 

Yuukou smiled as he spotted Shuuichi back in thought. “He doesn't belong here, I think. He belongs in the front of a classroom,” he noted to Mello, who nodded in agreement.

”Very scholar-like.”

 

“BOO!”

”AH!”

Yuukou laughed as Shuuichi cried in alarm to Mello's antics. “Alright, you two. Keep acting like a couple and no one will want to dance with you.” The two promptly jumped apart. Shuuichi began wandering into the crowd, where he found a few people to grind with. Mello had taken to the bar early.

 

As time passed, the room quickly filled up with smoke of all sorts. The dry ice kind, the cigarette kind, and possibly the illegal kind were just a few that overtook the dancer's lungs. That wasn't all, though; Shuuichi was quick to notice the heavy-set bouncer guys. He also noticed the clear split in the room. All of the lesbians were on one side, while all of the gay men were on the other. The bar, however, was not split.

 

The redhead made his way over after digging through the crowd and loud music to find Yuukou. “Beer.” He demanded it of Yuukou like his life depended on it. Yuukou could only chuckle as he bought two beers, one for Shuuichi and one for himself. Within ten minutes and two drinking games, they, as well as everyone else at the bar, had finished seven beers apiece. They were quickly cut off after one of the other people in the game tried to jump the counter and drink straight from the tap.

 

“Drunk yet?” Yuukou asked Shuuichi. Yuukou, himself, had a high tolerance, seeing as how he was twenty-five and all. He had been drinking far too long for a measly seven beers to take him down. He needed at least eight… and a half.

 

Shuuichi looked at Yuukou for a moment. His eyes were wide, and he had a large smile plastered on his face. “No!” This statement was quickly proven false as he began to laugh at all the pretty lights.

"Or, maybe he's high,” Mello appeared over one of Yuukou's shoulders. “I mean, heaven only knows what this smoke is.” Yuukou nodded in agreement before he turned his attention back to Shuuichi.

 

Shuuichi was looking around attentively, or as attentively as a dunk minor can. “Oh! I see someone I know!” His exclamation drew the attention of everyone else at the bar.

 

“Kurama?” a brunette asked him from behind her margarita.

 

“Kurama?” a raven hair girl asked next to the brunette.

"Keiko?” Shuuichi smiled. “Konbanwa!”

"Keiko?” The raven haired girl addressed the brunette. “Who's Kurama? Don't you mean Shuuichi?”

"Hi, Dai!” Shuuichi chirped happily.

 

“Kurama?” Keiko was now as confused as Dai. “How do you know Dai?”

"How do I know Dai? How do you know Dai?” Shuuichi asked, stealing a sip of her margarita.

 

“How do you two know each other?” Dai was wide-eyed in confusion.

 

Yuukou and Mello looked on in fascination. They let the series of questions continue for a few minutes before Mello stepped in. “One at a time, understood?” The three nodded in obedience. “Now, Shuuichi, state your name and relation to both of these girls.”

”Minamino 'Kurama' Shuuichi. Keiko is my crush's girlfriend. Dai is my fake girlfriend.”

 

“Alright, and now you.” Mello pointed to Keiko.

”Yukimura Keiko. Kurama is my fake boyfriend's best friend. Dai is my lover.”

 

“Alright. And finally…” Mello trailed off, pointing to Dai.

 

“Hotaru Dai. Keiko is my lover. Shuuichi is my fake boyfriend.”

 

Silence.

 

Yuukou tugged on Mello's sleeve, muttering something about awkward situations and not getting involved. Mello nodded and quickly followed Yuukou back to the dance floor.

Keiko watched the two leave, her mind confused and littered with questions. “Wait…You have a crush on Yuusuke? You're gay?” Shuuichi could only nod with the same large smile plastered across his face.

 

“Yeah! Yeah! Speaking of which, guess what!?” Shuuichi began to giggle uncontrollably until Dai finally asked what was so funny. “Yuusuke has my panties and he thinks they're Dai's!” He burst into full laughter now.

 

The two girls looked at him like he was insane until Dai also burst into laughter. “Shuuichi, I love you now.”

”But I'm gay.”

”Go dance,” Dai commanded of him. Without hesitation, Shuuichi did as told. Dai's smile grew as big as the Cheshire cat's.

 

Keiko looked at her confused. “What's so funny, Dai-kun?”

”I have the perfect excuse.” Dai sipped at her drink. “Finish your margarita, Keiko. You have a long day tomorrow.”