Nightclub at Daytime

[tacuma]

Title: Nightclub at Daytime
Writer: tacuma811 
Pairing: Perfect Pair
Chapter: 1/40 (probably)
Genre: AU, romance, angst, crime
Word count: 2131 words
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Violence
Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis

IMPORTANT! This story is my NaNoWriMo story from 2010. That means it's gonna be long, contain a lot of useless fillers, it has facts that are not true, there will be total bullshit and most important it is NOT beta-ed! So there will be mistakes! But I don't want anybody to beta a crappy 60000 words fic XD;;

If you're still not scared you can read now.

Chapter 1

Fuji Syuusuke lay in the dark. His arms and ankles were tied with ropes that hurt his skin. He could either sit or lay down. Standing was impossible, let alone walking. He couldn't even crawl. He didn't know where he was. It was pitch dark and he couldn't see a thing. Around him he could feel cold metal bars, it felt almost like a cage. The floor was dirty and the whole place smelled old and rotten. All Fuji knew was that he couldn't get out of here on his own and that he was thirsty.

They, who ever they were, had given him water, but that had been long ago. Too long ago. Because the lights had been too bright when they had come to give him water, he hadn't seen where he was, nor had he seen the men that had fed him. They had forced food into his mouth and had tried to force it down his throat by giving him lots of water after every bite. He had almost chocked, but they had only laughed at that. His shirt was wet which made it even colder.

Fuji didn't know how long he had been here. He had tried to sleep, but the floor was hard and the pain in his arms and legs had prevented him from getting some rest. Now and then he had dozed off, while leaning against those metal bars, but it never lasted long. The pain, the thirst or the sounds of rats had woken him up every time. He was exhausted and wanted this nightmare to be over.

He tried to remember how he got into this situation, but he couldn't really remember much. Only vague little parts.

It was then that suddenly the lights were switched on again. Fuji closed his eyes at the sudden brightness. He shielded his eyes with his hands. He heard voices and footsteps coming closer. He was roughly pulled on his feet and felt how the ropes around his ankles were cut. Fuji wanted to ask for water, but no words came out of his mouth.

'Walk!' sounded the command from one of the men. Fuji tried, but his legs felt like jelly. It felt like he hadn't walked for weeks. He stumbled and would have fallen if not one of those men would have grabbed his shoulder. He felt two people holding his arms and almost dragged him away from his prison.

Fuji's whole body felt stiff and he had a hard time moving his legs in time with the quick pace of the others. His eyes slowly got used to the light and he could see the hands of two gigantic men around his arms. There was no way he could escape from them. Around him all walls were gray and he didn't see any way out, except the door they walked through.

They entered an empty parking lot. The place was dimly lit and completely empty, except fro two big black cars and four men in black clothes waiting there. Fuji didn't recognize any of them.

He was dropped next to one of the four men. Fuji's legs were too weak and as soon as those men let him go, he fell down on his knees. He didn't dare to look up. He felt four pairs of eyes watching him. Fuji didn't even try to stand up, he was just waiting for another command. He wanted to cry, but no tears came out of his eyes.

One of the men in front of him spoke.

'I told you to treat him well. I told you so many times they're useless to me if they're like this! He can't even stand on his own two feet!'

The voice sounded strict. Fuji looked at the man. His shoes were black and nicely polished. Those were definitely expensive shoes. When he looked higher he saw a pair of black paints and a jacket in the same colour. It fitted so well that it had to be made especially for him. There wasn't a single wrinkle in the shirt and the black tie completed the perfect outfit. Fuji was afraid to look at the other's face, but his curiosity won. Brown hair, wild, but in a neat way. A strong jaw line and rimless glasses. For a second their eyes met. Fuji shivered. It felt like those hazel eyes pierced through him.

Then he spotted two golden rings, one at each hand. He wanted to gulp, but his throat was too dry. This man was a yakuza, and not low ranked either. An important person of the Japanese mafia. He would be sold to a yakuza. That could only mean one thing. He would have to work as a slave. Or worse, a sex slave and this man didn't look like he was kind to the people who worked for him.

Behind the man with the piercing eyes stood two others. They were completely dressed in black as well, but they weren't wearing suits. They were wearing heavy boots and black jeans, a simple t-shirt and leather jackets. Even their hair was black. But the most impressive thing about them were their muscles. They had broad chest and enormous arms, like the men that had took him out of his prison. Fuji bit his lip. There was no way he would ever be able to escape this fate.

'…and he is good looking,' said the man who stood next to Fuji.

Those words woke Fuji up from his thoughts of escaping again. He was really going to be sold. The man that was selling him didn't look as impressive as the one in front of them, but he was obviously powerful. The two man behind him lifted him up his feet again. They must be lower ranked yakuza, who had to help their bosses out. Even though they treated him roughly, he was glad they helped him. He still had no strength in his legs.

'How long did he stay here?' asked the man with the hazel eyes.

'Not that long,' answered the other. 'Only three days.'

Fuji thought about the things the man had said. He was here for three days. He had lived on only a little food and a little water for three days. He felt a hand on his chin that lifted his face, so the others could see it. He casted his eyes downwards, not daring to look into those piercing eyes again.

'He looks like crap,' said the man. 'I take him with me, but only because I bothered to come all the way here. If you don't treat them better next time, you can take me off your list with clients. Give them proper food, water and don't bind their hands with ropes. I need them to look better than this. Now I have to spend time and money to let him heal. He is not useful the way he is now.'

For a moment Fuji feared they would kill him. If he wasn't of any use they would try to get rid of him. He had seen too much. When the two men in black approached him his breathing got heavier. He started sweating and tried to back away. But the two others were still holding his arms, so he couldn't go anywhere. The two in black dressed guys took him from the others. They waited until the two bosses had finished their business. They spoke softly, so none of the others could hear them. They exchanged things, Fuji thought it was money, before they nodded at each other. The man who had just sold him stepped in one of the black cars, together with his underlings. Fuji was dragged to the second car.

One of the men in black sat down behind the wheel, while the other pushed Fuji on the backseat and sat down beside him. Their boss sat down on the front seat. They left the parking lot and drove through the streets of a city. Fuji didn't know if he was still in Tokyo. The last thing he remembered that he was in Tokyo, but by now he could be in a completely different place. Until he noticed Tokyo Tower. He let out a sigh, almost of relief. He was still close to home. Somehow it made him feel less scared.

They drove through streets where people were walking around. It was slowly getting dark, but there were still a lot of people outside. The windows of the car were tinted, so nobody could see Fuji. Even if he would try to catch the attention of by passers, they wouldn't see him.

The three yakuza were silent while they drove. None of them spoke. Fuji thought it was because the two guys in black had to show respect to their boss. They probably weren't allowed to talk directly to him, unless he ordered them to do so.

It surprised him when the guy next to him handed him a bottle of water. Fuji's hands were still painful and stiff, so he couldn't take it. The man, he had spiky hair, held the bottle for him, so he could drink. Fuji rubbed his red wrists. They had bled on some places, because of the ropes. He carefully took the bottle himself and was glad he didn't drop it.

Fuji drank and drank and drank until the bottle was empty. He had been more thirsty than he thought. He looked at the empty bottle and felt guilty. Maybe he wasn't allowed to drink the entire bottle. Maybe he was only allowed to take one sip. Apologetic he looked at the spiky-haired guy, but the other had a smirk on his face. He took the empty bottle, put the lid on it and threw it in the back of the car. He didn't utter a word.

Fuji felt better now he drank a little. He turned to look outside again. They were still in Tokyo. They didn't go to the highway, they wouldn't leave the city. They drove through small streets and passed offices, clubs and houses. They drove for half an hour until they parked the car in front of a few buildings. The boss with the piercing eyes took keys from his pockets and opened a door. The spiky-haired guy guided Fuji into the building. It was dark inside and there were sounds of voices.

They walked up white stairs, through an empty hallway. Fuji had less trouble with walking. He legs still felt weak, but he managed to walk on his own, without the help of the others. The voices got louder and there was also music playing somewhere. The walls in the hallway were white as well and there were different doors on both sides. All doors were closed. At one of the doors they stopped. Fuji didn't see anything special about it, but the spiky-haired guy opened it with a key. He switched on the lights.

The room had light blue walls and dark blue curtains in front of big windows. There was a desk, a closet, but most importantly, a bed. Fuji panicked when he saw the bed. The room didn't look like it was made for a slave or a sex slave, but if there was a bed, anything could happen. The spiky-haired guy smiled at him.

'Just make sure you get some sleep,' he said and he handed him the keys. 'You can lock the door from the inside if you want.' With that said he walked away.

Fuji didn't understand what was happening. He was sure they were trying to trick him. He entered the room, locked it behind him and looked around, but there was nobody there. He looked out of the window. He was on the second floor, it was impossible too escape from there. If he would jump, he would be dead. So instead Fuji closed the curtains. He carefully lay down on the bed, still looking around, waiting for something to happen.

'Maybe they want me to get stronger and look better,' he muttered to himself. They had said he looked bad and that they couldn't use them the way he was now. They would probably let him grow stronger and then use him. He lay his head down on the pillow. He had to find a way to escape before he got strong enough for them. Maybe he shouldn't take the food and water from them. Or maybe he should. If he never grew stronger they might get rid of him.

Fuji couldn't think straight anymore. Everything was so confusing. Things suddenly changed so much and he was tired, so tired. He closed his eyes and within seconds he was fast asleep.

To be Continued

Comments

[tacuma811.livejournal.com]

Haha I'm not ashamed about it at all. It's great to scare off the ugly guys by telling them I like bloody and gore anime, hardcore yaoi and about me being a crossplayer XD

[kusarihime.livejournal.com]

(oh yeah! i'm sharing the same life principle with Tacum-chan!!!)
you're right.. real boys really suck. But so far I havent tried to say my little secret with anyone, whether boy or girl friends, before. this is my first time. and this is really fun, being your true self..

[tacuma811.livejournal.com]

Most real boys suck. There are a lot of fun ones as well. Ugly or not, don't really care about it, as long as they are not annoying, stupid or thinking women are less than menXD But yeah, anime boys are a lot better <3
You never talked about that with anyone? Why not?

[kusarihime.livejournal.com]

tsk, boys here are usually judging girls by their face and legs.. depends on how short or skinny their outfit are.. they are worst here.

I cant share those stuffs to anyone so easily. you see, the mere fact that I'm an otaku makes them think that i'm a freak.. and besides they wont understand my situation no matter how I explain it to them .. so better be quiet...

[tacuma811.livejournal.com]

Yeah, they're only interested in pretty and thin girls. Which I'm not.

Guess you shouldn't talk about it with anyone if they won't understand. Good for you there is internet

[kusarihime.livejournal.com]

yeah.. I'm really lucky to find this blog site and to 'meet ' you and willeke-chan ,along with the others.. this is one of the coolest thing that ever happened in my life ^^:

[tacuma811.livejournal.com]

Yeah, Livejournal really helped me out too ^_^ I met so many awesome people! And I still do, I met you too XD

[kusarihime.livejournal.com]

yay! that's sweet ^^. it's funny to think that almost all of the fujoshsi that i met are all so sweet.. it's a shame that we dont live on the same country -.-

[tacuma811.livejournal.com]

Haha, of course we are :) You are too, right? If you share a hobby it can only get more fun XD

[kusarihime.livejournal.com]

tsk, people here are so boring and denial..

I remembered my best friend before that once looked at my friendster account long time ago. there I saved a fan art photo of Kurapika and Leorio, Leorio is lifting Kurapika so it's a bit service-y.. and she gave me a really nasty look that I never saw before.. if that is somthing like 'you're disgusting,' i dont know. but it kinda make me feel that i'm a freak.. but reading your stuffs made me think that i'm normal and all I have to do is to enjoy everything about me!

[tacuma811.livejournal.com]

Yeah, most people aren't open minded at all. The reason why I never share my yaoi stuff with anyone that doesn't know about it. When friends asked me what anime I was watching, I told her Gravitation. She knew it too and that is how we got to talk about yaoi and stuff. But if she hadn't known Gravitation I wouldn't have told her about the yaoi of course. But the people who do like it are fun people!

[kusarihime.livejournal.com]

I still wonder why. people think that when you watch anime, you are 'kid-minded' person. but the sick truth is.. animes have far more mature and mind-opening stuffs than any other ordinary story ^^.

[tacuma811.livejournal.com]

That is really different here then. Because people think anime is all about sex and violence (and how right they are in my case XD). Not many people think it's for kids, unless we're talking about Pokemon or something

[kusarihime.livejournal.com]

well people here watch anime only on TV, and a normal TV station won't buy the copyrights of animes like Junjou Romantica.. though they bought some with ecchi on it..

*by the way, I started reading the link.It made me laugh so hard!! by now I have some.. ideas.. of what to do. thanks a lot!

[tacuma811.livejournal.com]

Most people here don't know what anime is and if they know they only know Pokemon or Dragonball and they think it's stupid and boring. And all they know is the things they were told long ago, about the sex and the violence.

XD Glad you enjoyed it XD If it's fun to read it's easier to learn, ne? I really enjoyed the part about the sexy and unsexy words XD

[kusarihime.livejournal.com]

yeah.. Here too! every kid here knows Naruto.. and that's that. and the thing is, the TV stations usually air the animes every MORNING, when you are about to go to school.. people here usually dont give a damn with animes.. they dont appreciate deep story plots.. and all they know is TELEDRAMA. And im sick of those "amnesia" thingy..

the part that I like is about "Awkwardness and mistakes are wonderful things" and that link of writercon.. that's the funniest and the most helpful..

[tacuma811.livejournal.com]

Anime is hardly broadcasted here, so most people don't know any of it. Kids don't know naruto here. I'm a little jealous!! Too bad people don't care about it.

Lol that is awesome too

[kusarihime.livejournal.com]

I first watched HXH on TV, even Prince of tennis!(on the same channel) so I'm really lucky(I dont know how to use computer til my first year high..)

and I'm about to print those important stuffs about sex scenes so that I have some references.. really, thanks. At least I will have something NICE to do even if i'm not schooling... ^^,

[tacuma811.livejournal.com]

Those kind of things aren't broadcasted here. I used the computer when I was really young, so I'm glad about that!

Lol you will print it? I can't imagine doing that, but my parents are rather strict, they don't know about my love for yaoi XD;;

[kusarihime.livejournal.com]

well my parents doesnt have the faintest idea what's going on with me since I dont have my own computer and I have to got to computer shops.. so they wont know what I'm doing at all!

[tacuma811.livejournal.com]

You're always at computer shops? Where do you watch Junjou Romantica? Or do you have a DVD or something?

[kusarihime.livejournal.com]

no, I'm watching them online too. on computer shops. an episode per day..

[tacuma811.livejournal.com]

Other people can't see what you are doing at the computershop or are you watching pron with others around? XD

[kusarihime.livejournal.com]

hmm.. let say BOTH. I go to the net shops every night, or anytime as long as there are few people around. and even if they saw me READING SMUT MANGA, they don't care. neither do I. so no harm at all~!

[tacuma811.livejournal.com]

Haha, well if nobody cares you should just do it!