A/N: Ok a few of you will and are probably wanting to murder me by stoning or lynching...all I have to say is CHILL I'm not trying to degrade Shuichi in anyway nor am I serious about this pairing...I was bored. ok this isn't about him...it's about tohma...just like the story Unspeakable.
Disclaimor: Do not own Gravtitation.
Shuichi looked at himself in mirror and spotted his pimp in the doorway.
The man was five inches taller than himself, he had bluish green eyes and platinum blonde hair. A black hat pulled low over them as the fur lined jacket pulled close to him. "Are you ready?"
"Seguchi-sama..."
"How many times have I told you to call me Tohma?"
"I'm sorry, Tohma," He looked up at his pimp with large amethyst eyes. "How soon?"
He observed his hot pink vinyl hot pants and black crop net-shirt in the mirror. He touched his matching knee boots then pivoted and made his way over to the man and began to fiddle with the other's pant waist. "Not now..You won't be seeing any johns today either."
"But what about that foreigner?"
"Which one?"
"The blond."
"No. Especially not him."
Shuichi's eyes widened. Was that jealousy he heard?
"You're jealous..."
"Don't be ridiculous..."
"But I'm not..." His small fingers deftly unbuttoned the older man's pants. "You're jealous, Tohma...Worried about some foreigner taking lil' ol me away. I won't leave. You know I whore myself out for only you."
His fingers curled around the collar of the blonde's long coat.
"You mean to say you love me." A cynical-amused look came into Tohma's eye.
"Something like that.." He went to turn away but his pimp yanked him back.
"Don't walk away from me, Shuichi...You're body is mine, bought and paid for." His voice was sharp.
Shuichi flinched for a second.
He never knew what Tohma would do. It wasn't that the man was violent. No he wasn't like the other men who whored out their bitches. He didn't become visibly angry and violent. His pimp was as cool a cucumber. His glassy bluish eyes held a mixture of laughter and seriousness. His smile was foreboding because every time he smiled at you, you never knew what he was really thinking.
Every whore in town knew he was in love with Seguchi Tohma. The sugar daddy of Japan.
"Shuichi…"
"Yea,"
"Don't start something you can't finish."
"What?"
"Don't give that man ideas."
"Right.." He walked back to the mirror felt the man's grip release on him.
He watched the other in the mirror. "You're awfully jealous for me being just a whore."
"You know what they say…keep your friends close, your enemies closer, and your bitches right in your pocket."
Shuichi grinned at this; he was valued and that's all that counted.
As I said...this is no offense to Shuichi..he just became my lucky participant when my creativity starting to wander.
if you love it fine...if you hate it...I don't give a damn...i've seen worse excepted here. this'll probably end up on GAFF. but I don't care.