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Feb. 14th, 2009 09:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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Kite coughed. "Nice dress, Wakaba-chan."
Hiyoshi gritted his teeth, his hands clenching in his skirt. "What. What the HELL are you DOING here."
Kite smirked and sipped at his beer. Well, this certainly wasn't what he had been expecting when he came to the bar with Mizuki. Though Mizuki had said that the cross-dressing bar would interest him. Now Kite saw why. "Why Wakaba-chan, you'd think you weren't happy to see me."
"It's Shika, here." Hiyoshi slipped into the booth next to Kite. "Yes, like 'deer'. All the girls are named after 'animals'." Hiyoshi checked to make sure his manager wasn't frowning at him. Hiyoshi was already dangerously close to losing this job because of altercation's he'd had with bar regulars.
He was okay with some harassment; he wasn't okay with someone sticking their hand under his skirt. The bar was supposed to have rules, Hiyoshi wasn't going to stand customers who broke them. The owner seemed okay with that, Hiyoshi's shift manager kept setting him up to get him fired.
Which was probably why Hioshi had been sent to sit next to the 'new customer'. The manager was probably hoping Kite would cop a feel and Hiyoshi would bash his head into the table.
"I'd have thought Usagi-chan would suit you better." Kite let his arm fall down to lay across his cousin's shoulders. It was always entertaining to watch the way Hiyoshi squirmed. The make up suited Hiyoshi too, not too much, not too little, just enough to enhance Hiyoshi's already feminine face. "Was it already taken?"
"Usagi is the curly haired brunette in the corner. The one with the guy who brought you in." Hiyoshi's nose wrinkled slightly. Hajime Mizuki. The guy was so greasy Hiyoshi was surprised he needed wax to keep his hair curled. "I'm Shika because I'm 'leggy'." Hiyoshi's nose wrinkled more when he took a sniff and smelled something over the bar's normal scent of beer, cigarettes, and cologne. "…you smell like cologne. Did you put some on to pick up guys at a bar, Eishirou?"
"Now, Shika-chan, that's not a question you ask a paying customer." Kite smirked. "Should I buy you a drink to loosen you up? You're so…" Kite squeezed Hiyoshi's shoulder, "uptight."
"…you're such a fucking creep." Hiyoshi muttered. "Touch me again and I break your hand." Hiyoshi kicked Kite under the table. "If any of my regulars come in I'm ditching you."
"Maybe I should tell your mother what you're doing. Think Auntie would be interested?" Kite was way too amused to let Hiyoshi slip away that easily. Hiyoshi scowled at him, and really, it was just like those summers when Kite had kicked Hiyoshi's ass and then made him wear a dress as punishment. Ahhh, nostalgia.
"…"
Kite coughed. "Nice dress, Wakaba-chan."
Hiyoshi gritted his teeth, his hands clenching in his skirt. "What. What the HELL are you DOING here."
Kite smirked and sipped at his beer. Well, this certainly wasn't what he had been expecting when he came to the bar with Mizuki. Though Mizuki had said that the cross-dressing bar would interest him. Now Kite saw why. "Why Wakaba-chan, you'd think you weren't happy to see me."
"It's Shika, here." Hiyoshi slipped into the booth next to Kite. "Yes, like 'deer'. All the girls are named after 'animals'." Hiyoshi checked to make sure his manager wasn't frowning at him. Hiyoshi was already dangerously close to losing this job because of altercation's he'd had with bar regulars.
He was okay with some harassment; he wasn't okay with someone sticking their hand under his skirt. The bar was supposed to have rules, Hiyoshi wasn't going to stand customers who broke them. The owner seemed okay with that, Hiyoshi's shift manager kept setting him up to get him fired.
Which was probably why Hioshi had been sent to sit next to the 'new customer'. The manager was probably hoping Kite would cop a feel and Hiyoshi would bash his head into the table.
"I'd have thought Usagi-chan would suit you better." Kite let his arm fall down to lay across his cousin's shoulders. It was always entertaining to watch the way Hiyoshi squirmed. The make up suited Hiyoshi too, not too much, not too little, just enough to enhance Hiyoshi's already feminine face. "Was it already taken?"
"Usagi is the curly haired brunette in the corner. The one with the guy who brought you in." Hiyoshi's nose wrinkled slightly. Hajime Mizuki. The guy was so greasy Hiyoshi was surprised he needed wax to keep his hair curled. "I'm Shika because I'm 'leggy'." Hiyoshi's nose wrinkled more when he took a sniff and smelled something over the bar's normal scent of beer, cigarettes, and cologne. "…you smell like cologne. Did you put some on to pick up guys at a bar, Eishirou?"
"Now, Shika-chan, that's not a question you ask a paying customer." Kite smirked. "Should I buy you a drink to loosen you up? You're so…" Kite squeezed Hiyoshi's shoulder, "uptight."
"…you're such a fucking creep." Hiyoshi muttered. "Touch me again and I break your hand." Hiyoshi kicked Kite under the table. "If any of my regulars come in I'm ditching you."
"Maybe I should tell your mother what you're doing. Think Auntie would be interested?" Kite was way too amused to let Hiyoshi slip away that easily. Hiyoshi scowled at him, and really, it was just like those summers when Kite had kicked Hiyoshi's ass and then made him wear a dress as punishment. Ahhh, nostalgia.
