Nightclub at Daytime Chapter 9

[tacuma]

Title: Nightclub at Daytime
Writer: Tacuma
Pairing: Perfect Pair
Chapter: 9/40 (probably)
Genre: AU, romance, angst, crime
Word count: 2220 words
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis

Previous Chapters: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8

Chapter 9

'Tezuka told me you did really well last night!' said Oishi proud the next morning after they had breakfast. 'He said you made Inui-san and Yanagi-san stay until closing time and that you were able to drink one of those drinks they make. I heard a lot about them, but I never heard anybody who could handle them.'

'It's not that hard,' said Fuji. 'It tasted good, so it wasn't a problem at all to drink it.'

'What did you guys talk about the entire evening? Those two are only interested in scientific things.'

'Scientific things,' answered Fuji simply. It was the truth, they had mostly spoken about the work of the two men. 'Aren't we supposed to make them feel at home, so we should let them talk about whatever they want?'

'Yes, of course,' answered Oishi. 'But most guys here think scientific things are boring. They don't understand the two of them.'

'It was rather interesting,' answered Fuji shortly. 'I'm looking forward to meet other guests. I hope they're as interesting as Yanagi-san and Inui-san.'

With that said Fuji walked back to his room. He had enough of reviewing his first evening at the club. Why were they all so worried about him? Talking to people wasn't that difficult, especially not in a club like that.

'He is a natural,' he heard Yukimura say when he left the room. It left a smile on Fuji's face. Yes, maybe he was a natural.

Fuji's second night was a nice evening. It was Tuesday, so there weren't so many guests. It was most of the relaxing evenings in the week. Fuji was claimed by Shiraishi-san and Kajimoto-san, who were both interested in him. They had bought him a few drinks already and when Fuji said he had enough they had bought drinks for all the others instead. All for only one reason: to get Fuji to work for them.

'It is not possible,' said Fuji. 'I already have two jobs, I can't handle more things to do right now.'

'But my new summer collection would look wonderful on you,' said Kajimoto. 'It has a lot of blue, different kinds of blue, and white. All will look wonderful on you, it will look so good with your eyes! I can't find any models with eyes like you. You will be the star of the runway! They will love you!'

People had tried to scout Fuji as a model before. Sometimes when he was at the shopping mall they had tried to convince him to become a model. He had always refused. He wasn't really interested in modelling or anything like that.

'You can work for my modelling agency,' said Shiraishi. 'I only have the best models and you will get paid more than they do here! Really, you will be booked often and not just by Kajimoto here, also by all our other clients! But if you don't want to be a model, then what about becoming an actor and help me with my new movie. I hired an actor for the job. He has to play a very beautiful man who isn't aware of his own looks. But of course everybody loves him and all the women want him. In the end he is homosexual and everybody is really disappointed. It's a very heavy theme, but I'm sure it will be a huge success, just like my other movies. I can send that lousy actor away if you want to do the job. You would be suited so much better than he. He is...I don't really know how to say it, but he is too manly, too aware of himself, while you carry your beauty the perfect way! Exactly how I want it to be in the movie.'

'No thank you, really,' said Fuji. 'Like I said, I already have two jobs and I'm busy enough.'

'You don't want to play a homosexual?' asked Shiraishi? 'If that's it, I can do something about it, do anything you want. You can chose the man you will have to work with and...'

Fuji stopped him. 'That is not it. I don't mind homosexuals at all. I... I am one myself. I don't have problems with them in movies either, but I just don't want to become an actor. I'm a photographer. I like to create things myself, not let anybody else create something with me.'

'Are you really sure?' asked Shiraishi. 'You can earn much more than you do here. I don't really know what you earn here, but we will pay you more, that is for sure.'

Fuji chuckled. 'I don't really care about money that much.'

'Then what? A nice house?' asked Kajimoto. 'Men or women? Cars? Jewellery? If you don't want fame, what is it that you want? If you don't want to be a catwalk model I can always use you for the photos. We still need to do a photo shoot for a big magazine. If you would show my creations there I would be very happy.'

'Still no,' said Fuji. 'I don't need cars or a house or jewellery or anything. I only want to be happy and at the moment I am very happy with being a photographer and with my job here. This is only my second day here and you already try to steal me away. I didn't even get the chance to meet all of the other guests we have here. So please stop try to convince me to work for the two of you.'

'What about the future?' asked Shiraishi? 'Will you work for us in the future? When you have worked here for a year or so, when you got to know everybody. Can we asked you again then?'

'Or what if you be my photographer?' asked Kajimoto. 'I need a photographer to do the shoot and I also need a photographer at the catwalk to make some perfect pictures of the models that are wearing my creations. Would you do that instead? I would be very pleased if you would do that instead.'

'Still no,' answered Fuji. 'I'm not a fashion photographer. I like fashion, but I don't like photographing it. I want to create something myself. A photo of fashion is all about the clothes. Nobody will appreciate the beauty of the photo. Only the beauty of the clothes. But if I really get bored in the future you can ask again. I won't say I will work for you then, but you can try, alright? So, can we please talk about something else now?'

'A shame,' said Shiraishi.

'A shame indeed,' said Kajimoto. 'But I guess there is nothing we can do about it then. We'll just try again next time.'

'Yes, maybe then we can get to know him a little better now,' sounded a voice from behind them. The three of them turned around and found a man with dark blue hair and glasses. Fuji remembered Tezuka talked about him. It was Oshitari Yuushi and the guy next to him was his cousin.

Fuji smiled at the man, glad he saved him from Shiraishi and Kajimoto for now.

'Excuse me gentlemen,' he said. 'We will talk again next time. Think about the things I told you. Maybe you can come up with something that I will actually agree on.'

Fuji stood up and walked to one of the other tables where the Oshitari cousins were seated. He sat down on one of the couches and put his drink on the table.

'My name is Fuji Syuusuke,' said Fuji. 'I heard some people talk about you, but please introduce yourselves to me as well.'

'Gladly answered Oshitari Yuushi. 'This is my cousin Oshitari Kenya. My name is Oshitari Yuushi. I'm working in the real estate business. I own a lot of houses here in Tokyo. Some very expensive ones, some really cheap ones that are about to fall apart, but I am able to sell them all. My cousin here is in the same business, but he takes care of the offices and shops. He is also very good, able to find the perfect owner for ever office building of every empty shop we own.'

'Interesting,' said Fuji. He noticed the other guy liked to brag about his work and about his cousin as well. Or maybe he just wanted to leave a very good first impression.

'So tell me, what is the most expensive house you ever sold?'

The blue-haired man started to talk about pent houses in some skyscrapers and other real expensive buildings on real expensive places in the middle of Tokyo. He told how he sold them and whom he sold them to. Fuji listened carefully, trying to remember most of it. It could be useful if he ever got to talk with this guy again.

Fuji turned to Oshitari Kenya. 'What about you?' he asked. 'What kind of shops and offices do you sell? Big ones?'

Oshitari Kenya was a little surprised. Normally it was always his cousin who did the talking. He was a little more shy, so most of the guys thought it was easier to talk to Yuushi, but this guys was asking him questions as well.

'I sold offices to some important companies,' he started. He told the names of some big international companies that had their head offices in Tokyo. He talked about expensive malls that were build in the centre of Tokyo and the shops he sold that were in there.

Fuji was impressed. The other had been the owner of the most famous and expensive malls in Japan. 'That is amazing,' he said. 'I don't have enough money to shop there myself, but I've been there to take a look and it's so big and beautiful! Amazing that you own it! You too, Oshitari-san. You must be a great sales-man. Very convincing, very impressive.'

That was enough to make the two men tell more about their work. They told Fuji about funny incidents that had happened and they laughed about it together. Kenya went to get drinks for the three of them before they continued talking about their work and the funny and interesting things they had done during the years.

It became late and some of the others, who didn't have other guests to talk to, joined Fuji and the Oshitari cousins. First Nioh and Eiji, but later also Gakuto and Yukimura. They talked about different situations they had been in. Fuji had seen weird things as a photographer, but the others had also pretty interesting things to tell. They were all laughing together, drinking and waiting for the next story.

But then Momoshiro came to spoil the fun. 'It's closing time, guys, you have to go now.'

Disappointed Oshitari Yuushi and Oshitari Kenya stood up. They thanked Fuji and the others before they took their coats, said goodbye and left.

'Good job,' said Tezuka to all of them. He had sold more drinks than he mostly did on Tuesdays. 'You can go to bed now.'

The guys quickly went upstairs. Most of them were tired after the long nights of working. They enjoyed it, but it was hard work as well, even though it looked so easy.

'You don't need help with cleaning?' asked Fuji. There were still glasses and bottles on the tables. Kawamura would clean everything tomorrow morning, but he preferred it if the tables and the floor were empty. A glass had fallen and there were still pieces of glass scattered over the floor.

'If you don't mind, I would appreciate that,' answered Tezuka who started to clean the bar. 'I wanted to talk to you anyway.'

Fuji looked up in surprise. 'What about?'

'You are doing a good job. The way you were talking with Oshitari Yuushi and Oshitari Kenya. They both felt comfortable and they seemed to enjoy their stay,' said Tezuka. 'Normally Oshitari Kenya never buys drinks for the others working here. The fact that he did today says enough. But you have to be careful. Oshitari Yuushi was moving closer to you every once in a while. You have to beware of that. I told you he is a flirt and I don't want anything to happen. We can't let the club have a bad name. You did well with Shiraishi-san and Kajimoto-san. They will pay you a lot of you will work for them, but they won't let you go anymore. I'm still working on your contract, but you will have to sign it tomorrow and it says you can't leave before you finished paying your debt.'

Fuji brought a few glasses to the dishwasher. 'If they pay my debt, that wouldn't be a problem, right? If I would agree to working for them, they would gladly pay the debt, so I can leave.'

'Would you want that?' asked Tezuka.

Fuji had to think about that for a moment. It would be easy. He would be free again to do what he wanted. He had always been a free soul, doing whatever he wanted. He would once again get the chance to do what he wanted, unless Shiraishi and Kajimoto would make him sign some kind of contract as well.

'No,' he answered. 'I wouldn't want that. It's just getting interesting here.'