You stare around in awe, but notice Gavin, just melt right into everything. Obviously he's done this before. "Er...Gav...GAV!" you shout over the music. "YEAH!?" "ER...Wh-What am I supposed to do!?" He looks at you blankly. "DO!? Whaddya mean DO!? YOU PARTY!" He then left your side and slipped onto the dance floor, melting in with the crowd. You look around, feeling sorta out of place, and take in everything. "You look...new." Says a voice behind you. You whip around, and find yourself face-to-face with...some guy... "Er...hello?" "Hey there, kid. You look kinda out of place. Want me to show ya around? This your first time at a club?" "Um...yeah. And yeah. First time, and sure, you can show me around." He takes your hand and leads you to the right, down a rather long hallway. "My name's Jay, kid." One of the colored lights swirling around, lighting up the club hits him, and you get a good look. He was beautiful. He had longish dark hair, down to his lower neck, and his clothes were rather similar to yours: tight, black vest, tight, black pants, clunky boots, all leather. But his was a sleeker leather, more mature than a teenage girl's outfit. "Well, as you can see, over there's the dance floor, over there's the bar, then some lounging chairs, and over here. Are the...rooms." "Rooms? Er...can I ask, what kind of rooms?" you ask tentatively. "You wanna find out?" he asked grinning. "Well, then how about I skip the chit chat and just show you?" He pushed you into one of the rooms on the right, and you fall to the floor. "Eh? Ahhhh!" You make a loud thump as you land on the carpeted floor. "Hmmm?" The man, Jay, got down next to you, pinning you there. "Ah, that's better." He got up close to your face, straddling over you. "So...you gay kid? Ah, it don't matter, cause I'm gonna turn ya gay by the end of the night." You can feel him smirking as he bends down farther and licks you cheek. His hands begin to travel your body, passing over you arousing shaft. "H-hey! Wh-what're you doing!? GET OFF ME! You try to push him off, but your squirming just arouses him more. "Oooh, please, keep doing that. Arouses me more." He smirks again, and strokes your chest. "No! Please stop! Help!" "Ha. Keep yellin' kid. These doors are pretty heavy so people's moans don't disturb the dancers." You look up, and to your surprise, notice the door open. "Well, you'll be sad to know then, the door is open." You laugh, as he jumps up. "Fine, ya' know what? Go ahead. Take what you want of me." You lift up your vest, exposing more stomach. You knew how loud you had screamed, and you knew for a fact, Gavin would come to get you. And sure enough, a figure appeared in the doorway. "Jay, how many times do I have to tell you, stop raping the guests." Your look of relief turns to shock as you realize it isn't Gavin. "S'my job," replies Jay. "Well, then your fired. And now your rehired as a bartender. Tell Kirk to become the bouncer then, and Asher to become the welcomer. Now!" "But I hate being bartender. I have to clean up all the puke of the underage assholes who think they can down a tequila..." Jay mumbled, cursing as he left the room. The man who had "saved" you moved closer, until he was standing in front of you. You could see he was tall and slender, but since it was dark, you couldn't make out his features. "You okay, kid?" You stand up, and dust yourself off. "Yeah, I'm fine." "Sorry bout that, Jay's a bit...perverted...at times. You look a bit young too. You come here with a parent?" At first you were relieved that someone had come to your rescue, but now you were getting kinda pissed. Where did this guy get off calling you kid, and treating you like some five year old in a supermarket. "N-no. I...er...came here by myself. My limo took me." The man laughed and replied, "Uh-huh. Okay, kid, whatevah. C'mon let's get outta here. You don't wanta be found in a room like this all alone." He took you hand, and began to lead you out, but you snatched it away. He turned to look at you, confused, but then his look softened. "Don't worry, I ain't gonna do anything to ya'. Like I said, Jay's just weird like that. He'll take any young, inexperienced kid, and fuck him just for fun." You almost wanted to object, saying you were experienced, to prove this guy wrong, but you stayed quiet. "So, you gotta name kid?" You think for awhile, but decide to answer...falsely. "Yeah, I do, and it's not "kid". It's...Jake. Yeah. You?" He laughed again. "Yeah and if we're going to be giving fake names, I'll go by Lance. But since I hate to lie, I'll tell ya, it's Cohle." You stare at him, not knowing what to think. He knew you lied about your name...wow, he was good. You were about to tell him your real name, but he stopped and said, "Ah, here we are, the dance floor. I suppose you'll either wanna dance now, or go home. But don't get a drink from the bar. Knowing Jay, he'll probably put some drug in it." You must've looked shocked because Cohle laughed again and said, "No, no, he wouldn't kill you. Just something like speed to get ya high. Or something to get you crazy enough to get back in that room and do something." You nod, making a mental note not to go to the bar. "Well, I gotta get back to work, but if you need anything, just call. I'd like to keep in touch. You're a cool kid. I'm guessing your from the ship, meaning your on vacation. So here-" he pulled out a piece of paper, and scribbled something on it. "-if you ever need someone to write or talk to here's my address, phone and e-mail. Keep in touch." He shoved the folded piece of paper into your tight vest, and patted your cheek. "Ciao babe. Jusqu' ce que nous nous runissions encore. Until we meet again." He then turned and left you, blending in with the crowd. You stared after him for awhile, then turned to the dance floor, deciding it was time to go back to the ship. After being dressed in girl's clothing, nearly torn to pieces by rabid fan girls, barely escaping being molested, and making a new friend...sorta...you definitely thought it was time to leave. You make your way through the dance floor, until you finally find Gavin...with some girl. They were dancing, and getting pretty close. An emotion swept over you, one you were not accustomed to. What was it? Anger? Rage? J...Jealosy? You didn't care what it was though, you just had to act. You go up to the girl and Gavin, put on your puppy-dog face, and tap the girl on the shoulder. "Mind if I cut in?" you ask, flashing what you hoped to be a smile showing both hope, lust, and affection. She giggled, God-know's-what running through her perverted head. "Of course. Sorry, didn't mean to move in on your territory..." she giggled again, then left for the bar. You smile contently, and take the girls spot, so your back is to Gavin, your butt in his hips. "Glad to know you love me enough to get jealous..." he whispered, his warm breath stroking your ear. You smirk. "Don't get used to it..." you whisper back, grinding your butt into his hips. You felt him shudder. You didn't know how or why, but suddenly you were in seduction mode major. *Whoa...slow down there...* you think to yourself. "I came to get you to tell you I wanted to leave, but I'm not so sure now..." "Mmmm...glad to know that. Why did you want to leave? Something happen?" "Yeah," you reply laughing, wondering how he was going to take this. "I nearly got raped." You feel him stiffen at this and he replies, "Y-you what!? Who did it!?" "It's okay, it's okay. He didn't get anywhere. I was "saved" by some guy named Cohle." Gavin was quiet for a minute, then replied, "I'm sorry, Cale. I...I didn't help. I was too busy...well...dancing. And you were nearly being molested. I'm sorry." You turn around to look at him, and smile, "Don't worry, it's okay. I'm not mad or anything." He smiles too, and returns to dancing. You join him.
...
Gavin looks at you, pain in his eyes. "I-I'm so sorry, Caleb. This was all my fault. Agh! I'm such an idiot. I can't believe this! I did it to you again. Every time I try to...make a move on you, some one gets hurt. And usually its you!"
"And...the other times...?" you ask softly, although you already know the answer. He continues to stare at you, his eyes screaming, pleading for mercy. "...me..." he replies, looking away. You choke back tears, willing yourself not to cry. Just something about that statement. You knew the answer already, just hearing him say that one simple word, "me..." put you in a state of devastation. You slowly nod, staring hard at him. He continues on, "But, I still hold my promise. Nothing's changed. I will wait forever. And when...er...if you chose to...love me back, I will gladly except.
He bends down and kisses you, then swiftly walks out the door. You sit there, not knowing what to do. He's still waiting...he'll wait forever. He loves you. Gavin's voice echo's in your head. You close your eyes and shake your head, as if to rid the thought. "No...he can't love me...Because...because I can't love him. Can I? Or do I already?" You stand up as well, making sure not to let your leaked seed drip to the floor. You don't bother to get dressed all the way; you just throw on your boxers and shorts. You continue your way down the hall, still talking to yourself, the dull rocking of the ship making you sleepy. "There's no way I could ever love him. I mean, sure I like him, but love? Love? No...but I did enjoy it when he- No! I didn't enjoy it...oy..." You slide your key into the lock of your room, hoping Takashi was in there. You needed to talk to him. Your best friend had walked in on you having sex with another guy! You enter the room, and shut the door behind you. "Erm...Take? You uh...in here?" You hear a grunt from the bedroom, and hesitantly walk in. You find Take lying on his bed, his back resolutely turned away from you. "Listen, Take...I um...I'm sorry." "Hn. For what?" he asks coldly. "For...I don't know. I'm sorry you had to see me like that." Take wheels on you and shouts, "That I had to see you like that!? What about I'm sorry I didn't tell you!? I'm sorry I didn't say I was gay, or I had a boyfriend!?" "Take! I'm not gay! And I don't have a boyfriend!" "You're crazy! You were getting it on with another boy, and you're saying your not gay!?" "Yes! Because I'm not! I-he-it wasn't my fault! He...he started it..." You look away, ashamed of what your saying. He started it? Sounds like something a 7 year old would say after getting in a fight. "Oh...I don't know. Take...I just...I'm so confused. Every time I think about what I've been doing, I feel like kicking myself in the balls..." "Or the vagina," added Takashi. "You know...cause you're gay." He smiled weakly as you glare at him. But you let him off seeing as him joking around was a good sign. "Yeah...whatever. I'm just...sorry." "Yeah, okay, I forgive you. I guess I was just a little jealous. You know, now you have someone else besides me. I love you Cale-" You heart stops, and your breath catches in your mouth. "-like a brother. Remember when we were 7 years old, we each cut our hand and held it to eachother so we would share blood? Well, I still remember. And I treasure that memory. We hold each others blood, even if only a drop. You're my brother Caleb, and I just don't want anyone to hurt you..." You let out your breath, and smile up at him. "Yeah, I remember that...and you are my brother. No one can ever take your place..." "Okay, I know, I know...its just sharing blood is nothing compared to sharing semen..." He smirked to let you know he was kidding. Still, you grab a pillow, and go to hit him with it. But he grabs your arm, as you swing it at him, and pulls you in, in a hug. "C'mere bro," he says, putting you in a headlock and giving you a noogie. You laugh, and squirm, trying to get away.
The best friend is always the jealous one...you shouldve been expecting it! ^_^
You just stand there, staring idly at the door. Kyele's room!? Why the hell is he going over there!? You needed clothes! And he just decides to go over for a little flirting!? Unless he's there to get... As soon as he had left, Take came rushing back inside. "Got your "flashy" outfit dude. You only have about an hour, so I suggest you hurry." You stare at him, dumbfounded. "Er...Take?" "Ya-huh?" "What exactly...is my outfit...?" He stares at you, grinning. "Don't wanna ruin the surprise now do we?" He then grabs your shoulders, and steers you into the bathroom to change, and closes the door. You can hear him laughing hysterically back in the main room. At first you can't understand why, but when you look at your outfit, you know. "TAKE! TAKASHI T. MINAMOTO! YOU GET YOUR ASS IN HERE RIGHT NOW! WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!?" "You're outfit!" he hollers from behind the door. You grab the handle to open it, but realize he must've put a chair up under the doorknob, because it won't turn. "You bastard! LET ME OUT!" "Not until your dressed!" he yells. "Argh...I'm dressed," you say in your coyest voice. "No you're not bitch. I'll know when your dressed, so don't try to pull a fast one on me." (Note: Take can't really see Caleb, that would be just plain perverted. But he's just saying this so Cale won't trick him. ^_^) "Y-You can see me!!!!?" you screech, horrified. Quickly, you search the bathroom for cameras or bugging devices. "Hahaha...in a way. And stop checking the bathroom for cameras. There are none." (Cale's really predictable, so that was just a guess.) That stopped you in your tracks. Obviously Take had aquired other-wordly powers. "Okay, Oh-Mighty-Wizard-from-beyond, you win. I submit to you powers of phsyicness." You bow mockingly. "Hahaha...that's better. But you can stop bowing now." (Now that was just scary...) You get up scowling, and take another look at your clothes groaning. Obviously they were Kyele's. Take had gotten you a tight, magenta, leather vest, tight, maroon leather pants, and red boots, also leather. Since they were girl's clothes, they would be tight, but since you were short, they would fit. You start to undress out of your "manly" clothes, to get into Kyele's. Once dressed, you look in the mirror, only to be shocked. You actually look...good. The vest, without a shirt underneath, exposed a little of your slim stomach, and the pants were tight enough to leave nothing to the imagination, but not too tight to make your thighs look fat. The boots came up to about your knees, with a 2 3/4 inch heel, and luckily were your size. The outfit as a whole fit your figure, and went nicely with your complexion and hair, which had been growing lately, and fell just below your eyes. You had an impulse to put on some eyeliner, but bunking with a straight guy, and just turning gay recently ("Er...I mean straight...or...I dunno..." you correct yourself), you knew you wouldn't find any. But as you turn around, you notice something on the floor. Eyeliner. You laugh, shaking you head. That Takashi...for a straight guy, he sure knew what gay guys liked. It was a warm reddish/brown color to go with the rest of your outfit. You apply some, and try the door. Luck was on your side, and Take had removed the chair. Stepping out, you notice Take sitting on the couch, playing some video game or another. "Die! Die, die, DIE sucker! Hahaha-" he stops short when he sees you. At first he's stunned, but his look of awe soon turns into a grin. "Wow, man...lookin' good! I knew I pick out great clothes!" You spin around, modeling your flashy attire and well-built body. "Dude, Gavin's gonna have a hard time keeping his hands off you," he comments, looking you up and down. "You look good enough to turn a straight gay." "Haha, very funny. Just watch it, I don't date my best friends." "Ha! Don't flatter yourself. I'm just admiring my work. Love the eyeliner by the way." You smirk good-naturedly, (if thats possible...) and grab a jacket. It was 7:54, and Gavin told you to meet him at 8:00. You sit on the couch, anxiously waiting for the next 6 minutes to pass. "Er...so you gonna tell me where he's taking me?" you ask hopefully. Your hope is crushed though when Take smirks and says, "Nah." You put on a pouty face, and hope that persuades him to tell. It doesnt. "Dude, I'm not gonna tell you. You have to find out. Plus you'll be there in about 10 minutes! You might wanna head out." "Oh, okay! Fine! Don't tell me!" "What are friends for?" he says grinning. You can't help but smile, and stand up to walk out the door. "Wait! Be back by 10! Or your grounded!" "Oh c'mon Mom! 11? PLEASE!?" "Nope. Make it three. I want you to get a good drink." You sigh, then laugh, yelling, "Okay, Mom, three it is!" and walk out the door.
As soon as you leave, your swarmed by girls. Apparently, Kyele had mentioned to a few friends that you were going out with her clothes. "Ewww! CALEB! You look sooooo CUTE!" "CALE! Please go out with me! You look soooo delicious!" "Eeeek!" "Awww!" "Soooo tres chic!" "Totally hip! You look like a model!" All the girls screeched at once. If only you had thought of this before you turned gay. "Erm...thanks I guess...but I gotta go, like now! Er....thanks again!" The girls apparently had no intention of letting you get downstairs. *This must be what rock stars feel like...* you think. "Really! I have to go!" "Why!? Where are you going!? Is it another woman!" they yelled un unison. "No it's-" "I say we tie him down, so he can't meet her!" "YEAH!" They start grabbing out your arms and clothes, trying to pull you into a nearby room. "No! No, I have to go meet-" Suddenly all of the rabid girls are halted by a voice. "Ladies, please. Now, may I ask, why my friend, Caleb, here is getting all of the attention, when I look just as delicious as him." You can practically hear him smirk at these words, an oh-to-familiar gesture. "Eeeek! GAVIN! You look FABULOUS too! PLEASE FORGIVE US!" "Of course ladies, now please, I have some business to accomplish with my friend Caleb. If you could, can you please leave us?" The girls all screech in unison, and you're afraid to think of all the perverted ideas they're minds are processing. "Of course!!!" they yell, and run away, talking a mile-a-minute. "You've outdone yourself Gavin..." you mutter, still lying on the floor. A hand appears in front of your face, offering to help you up. You take it, and stand up, dusting off. But when you you straighten, and look at Gavin, you gasp. He looks even better than you. He has on a black, fishnet top, with nothing underneath it, exposing is upper body. His pants are tight leather, like yours, only black, and his shoes are big, clunky boots. (A bit like combat boots, only more stylish. ^^) You notice he's also eyeing you, his eyes lustful. "Wow...Cale you look...delicious...." He grins, and moves his eyes reluctantly from your body to your face. "Y-You too..." you stammer, smiling sheepishly. "Well, ready to go?" he asks. "Sure. Wait...where exactly are we going? Take wouldn't say." "So...Tak-chan figured it out..." he said, laughing. (Note: Sometimes Takashi is, as you noticed called Take. And sometimes, to break it down even more he's called Tak, so it's one syllable. Gavin just added the -chan, cause he's wierd...)"Er, yeah, and he wouldn't tell me." "Well, I guess since it's too late for you to back out now, I'll tell ya that we're goin clubbin!" "C-clubbing!?" "Yup, now hurry. He gotta get off this ship soon, there's a car waiting for us." "Wait! No one told me we were going clubbing! AGH!"
"I know. That's why I told you."
"B-but I can't!"
"Why?"
"Because!"
"Because why? Afraid? What's wrong with going to a club? Where did you think we were going anyway?"
"I dont know! A party maybe!"
"We are going to a party...at a club! Now you coming or not!?" He starts to head down the hall, clearly on the pissed side. You follow, trying to catch up. "Okay, okay! I'm coming!"
Whew...that was long. (Not long enough!) Well, it was on my part!
You're in your room now, utterly confused. Flashy!? What the hell did he mean by flashy!? You rummage through your drawers. You were pretty sure you hadn't thrown in anything "flashy" when you were packing... Just then Take runs in, finding clothes all over the place from you throwing them out of the drawer. "Uh...Cale? You...uh...looking for something?" You look up startled. "Erm...Take...what's flashy?" Take stares at you strangely then replies, "Flashy? You mean you want a definition?" "No! I need a flashy outfit." At first his look is muddled, then comprehension dawns on his face. "You goin out to town with Gav?" "Yeah...how'd you know?" Take shakes his head. "Haha...just a lucky guess man. But lets see...something flashy...he told you that? And knowing Gav...hmm...oh! So you're going..." He stops, appearing to be considering something. "Oops...guess he didn't tell you where he was taking you. Guess I better keep my big mouth shut then." You stare at you friend, open-mouthed. "You-You know where he's taking me!? Where!?" "NahI just guessed. And I ain't tellin. But I will find you a...flashy outfit. He smirks then begins to walk towards the door. "Wait! Take! Where're you going!?" He merely grins and replies, "Oh...just over to Kyele's room..." and runs out the door, slamming it shut.
That Take is one smart guy...(I know! Isn' he great!? ^^) Not exactly my words...
Heh...they say "flashy" a lot...just noticed that...^^'''
You get back to the ship right before they stopped letting people in. Gavin groggily gives you a salut, then takes off in the direction toward his room. Trying not to fall asleep, you crawl up the stairs to your room. You fumble with the key, and finally manage to get it into the keyhole. Once inside, you blink a few times, trying to get adjusted to the sudden brightness. "Oy, fuck Take. Why the hell is the lamp on!?" Your eyes finally become adjusted and straight ahead of you, to your shock and amazement is none other than Cohle. And to even more of your amazement, he has Take, who was resisting vigorously, pinned to the wall. Your jaw drops, and when Cohle turns to you he shouts, "Caleb! You're back!" He runs over and embraces you, leaving Take breath a sigh of relief and slump to the floor. "Wh-what the hell is going on!?" Usually you would take a more calm and indirect approach at this situation, but you were too tired. "Well, I got hired as the cruise entertainer, and I needed a place to stay, so I said I was great friends with you, and they let me bunk here. Then I ran into this little hottie, but you walked in on us before I got to have any fun," Cohle finished, pouting. "Whoa...wait...back up. You-You're the entertainment on the cruise...and...and you're bunking with us?" "And I wanted to have some fun with your little friend Take over there." You sigh and cross over to the couch, plopping down on it. "I've got to be dreaming..." you mutter, closing your eyes. "Nope. You're very much awake right now," Cohle said. You open your eyes, fixing him with a glare. He just beams in return. This is going to be a looooong week home...
The End! ^^ Go to results!
The next morning, you wake up to the alarm clock on your night table bearing the digits: 1:33. You jump out of bed, nearly knocking your head on the slat above you. (It's a bunk-bed, like the ones in cruise ships) "Oh shit! Can't be that late! Why didnt Take wake-" You look over at Take's bed to find him still sleeping. "Right," you mutter.
Quickly, you grab some clean clothes out of your suitcase (You never bothered to unpack), and throw them on. You then head down to the continental breakfast. *Or lunch* you think, smirking.
You grab a muffin and a glass of orange juice, and sit down at one of the small, circular tables. Once seated, you allow your mind to wander. And for once, the one time you actually allowed your thoughts to come willingly to you, you had none. *How ironic...* you think to yourself. Just then, you head a voice behind you. ...Gavin You stay at your table, but you can feel your muscles tense in the slightest. He grabs a cup of coffee and just stands in front of you. "Landed in port today." You look up at him, puzzled. Although he looks magnificent as always, you can tell he's not a morning person when it comes to vacations. Which is funny, you think, because back home he's usually up around seven. "Erm...huh?" you give him another quizzical look, and he laughs. "Port! We docked today! We're in the good ole' Carribean now." You jump up suddenly, nearly knocking over your juice and run to the window. And yep, sure enough instead of ocean, ocean, and more ocean, you see a dockyard and buildings. *Finally! No more water! People! Civilization!* "Ah...no more water!" Gavin said, as if he read your mind. "Finally more people! Sun, sand, and bikinis!" you turn to glare at him at this last remark, and he smirks. It's just then that you notice that little bikini statement was a test. One that you obviously failed. Or, failed in your eyes, passed in his. Quickly, you snap your head away, back towards the windows. "Well," Gavin continues, "there is no freakin' way I'm stayin in this dinghy any longer. I'm goin out!" "Mmm?" you say vaguely. "Wanna come?" Your attention snaps back to Gavin, and you give him a look that you hope is unreadable. (Of course knowing Gavin, it probably isnt ^^) Honestly, you didn't know. About 75% of you was shouting "NO!" but the other 25%...? "So? You coming? If not, then have fun on the dinghy." He turns, and unbeknownst to you, was counting sliently in his head, "One...two...three..." "Alright!" you shout! "I'll go!" Gavin turns around slowly. "Hm...well, if you insist...I guess I can't stop you..." he says, hiding a smirk. "But okay! Get ready, be down at eight." "G-get ready? How? Get ready for what!?" "Oh...just wear something...flashy" And with that, he turns around and heads up to his room, now fully smirking. "Oh Cale...you are so predictable..."
Wait!? Where are they going!? (You'll see! ^^) Is it....a stip club!? (O.O....) ....... (You...you dirty person!)
O.O
You step out of the car that took you to the club, Mika-chan's. "Jeez, you think someone named Mika invented this?" you ask sarcastically, looking up at the huge, blinking, ornate sign, reading MIKA-CHAN'S. Gavin replies with a laugh, walking up beside you. "Well, shall we?" he asks. "'Course," you reply.
(I'm going to skip the definition of the club, cause I'm lazy, so here's a picture of it! ^_^)
Wow...spiffy....
Okay y'all, listen up. I promised I'd get this out today, and I did! Yay! There are a lot of errors, I know, but I'm tired, it's late, and I'm gonna be killed for going on any second. So I'll fix them tomorrow. Hope you enjoyed it anyway! #7'll be out soon! Rate and message! Ciao all! (Just so you know, it's tomorrow now, and they're fixed! I even skrewed up the title...^^''' That's how tired and disoriented I was...)
