The T.A.B.O.O. Vs. Disco Star (05/??)
Title: The T.A.B.O.O. vs. Disco Star
Author: Fabi & Dani (dani_mathoz)
Beta: br_arashi Thank you ♥
Pairing: Sakuraiba (main), Ohmiya (mentioned)
Genre: Romance, Fluff and bit of Fantasy
Rating: PG-13 (This chapter)
Summary: 'What will happen when The T.A.B.O.O. meet the Disco Star? This is the history of the two most famous night clubs of the century.'
Disclaimer: I don't own them, sadly ;-;
Just a reminder, English is not our first language please be kind ♥
Chapter 5
Masaki felt his heart tightening in his chest when he entered the dressing room. Although he really wanted to go back home, in the other hand, he wanted to spend more time with Sho.
Since his break-up with Hideo he had never felt so attracted to anyone the way he was to the handsome man from the future. It hadn’t been love at first sight, but since their eyes met through the mirror, he felt the need to know more about him.
Maybe he was just curious about such an unlikely situation, but the truth was that, as soon as he saw him in person, he felt his body shivering all through his body, even more after the kisses they have shared. He could have let something more to happen when he pushed him against the floor, opening his shirt and caressing his abdomen with his hungry lips, but all that was already too crazy for him to go ahead, even if all his body was begging for it to happen.
Masaki got closer to the mirror and touched its solid surface. For the first time, he saw his whole body using the modern clothes Sho had given him. He approved his comfortable and casual look, also because the guy had already wear them before.
- I’m going to change on Satoshi’s dressing room. I’m afraid he might come to see me and end up finding you here. As soon as I can I’ll come back to check on you, ok?
He nodded on despite of his disappointment. Sho would let him all by himself once again.
- If the portal opens before I have the chance to see you again, I want you to know it was very nice meeting you - the dancer said, before leaving.
- Likewise. Thank you so much for receiving me in your house and showing me a bit of your world - he smiled, honestly grateful. The day he spent with Sho had been unforgettable. Not only because he introduced him to all the conveniences of the future, but mainly for his company. He was kind and patient, in spite of his arrogant poise. His heartbeats oscillated when he realized it could be the last time he would see him. - I will never forget it, Sakurai-san.
Sho smiled and was ready to say something when the door of dressing room was brutally opened.
- J-san...
- Sakurai! - yelled the elegant man that entered the room, making him shiver. He remembered already seen that angry expression several times, the way those thick eyebrows were raised when displeased. - Can you explain to me why have you been seen in a dinner with Takahashi-san three days ago? Wasn’t I clear enough about the main rule of my club? Don’t you dare thinking that just because you’re the number one I’m going to endure this...
He froze when the brown eyes faced his.
- Masaki? - the man mumbled, his expression changing suddenly from annoyed to moved.
Apart from the forty years that separated them, his now grey hair, the elegant suit he had never seen him wearing and the soft hoarseness in his voice, Masaki would recognize his best friend anywhere, anytime.
- Jun? Oh, my God! Is it really you?
The oldest man blinked in astonishment before shaking his head in denial.
- You can’t be him... - J-san said, in a gloomy tone. - But you look so much like him… - he got closer and caressed his face with his hand. - Are you a relative of him? Maybe his son? Please, just tell me he is alright…
- Jun... - he took the man’s hands on his - It’s me.
His wet eyes got wide, not believing in what they were seeing.
- It can’t be.
- I know it’s hard to believe...
Jun pulled the sleeve of his t-shirt, exposing his shoulder.
- Your birthmark... - he whispered before enveloping him in a tight hug. - Masaki! I thought I would never see you again!
He sighed in relief inside Jun’s hug, his own body shivering with the situation he had never imagined that could get even more surreal. Was he really hugging a forty-years-older version of his best friend? Just the day before he was in his arms at Disco Star, comforting him. Despite being almost two years younger, Jun had always been the most mature and sensible between them.
- How? - asked Jun after keeping him in his arms for a while, looking intently at him as if he wasn’t believing he was really there. - You’re just like the last time I saw you in 1978.
- 1978?
- Yes, that was the last time I saw you. How can you be here as if time had never passed by?
- Because it didn’t, not for him. Aiba-san has crossed the mirror - Sho spoke, making Masaki remember his presence in the room.
- What?
- I know it’s hard to believe, Jun, - Masaki tried to explain still under the strong emotions - but that’s exactly how things happened. I was in my dressing room and, all of a sudden, the mirror got flexible as if it was a portal and…
- That explains everything - the older man searched for a chair, with a still unbelieving expression, but also relieved, even though his best friend had just said he had travelled in time. - You… you disappeared without a trace and I… I thought I had lost you.
Jun fixed his grey hair with his hands and licked his lips before proceeding:
- I’ve always felt so guilty... That night, I advised you to end things up with Hideo. You didn’t want to, but I insisted, do you remember?
Masaki nodded. How could he forget something that had happened just yesterday?
- I saw you two talking on the bar. I also saw when you left and went to your dressing room… I got worried and then went after you, but when I arrived, you weren’t there and nowhere else as well. The police declared you ‘missing’… They said there was only a slight chance for you to be alive… I thought that maybe you weren’t able to handle that confront with Hideo. I thought it was my fault…
- Your fault? - Masaki kneeled beside his friend and hugged him tenderly. - If it wasn’t for you I would never put an end in my story with Hideo. You were right, as always. I needed to confront him.
- But you seemed so sad...
- It’s just natural, Jun. I won’t lie by saying it was an easy situation, but I would never do any foolishness because of a broken heart. You’re my best friend, you should know that.
- I never doubted it. I knew you would return to me one day. Ok, maybe not in such unbelievable circumstances - he smiled - but I always trusted I would see you again. In a way, that is the reason why I bought this building and started this business. I always hoped you would return here and it is a way to keep your image alive in my mind. I’m so relieved! - Jun pulled him to tighten the hug. - I waited forty years for you to come back to me… but it isn’t fair! You’re prettier than me, now!
- I’ve always been prettier than you! - Masaki smiled, tapping his friend’s shoulder in a friendly way. - But I must confess, Jun… You’re so sexy with this grey hair…
- Hey! You would better respect me, boy. I’m older than you now.
The joyful laughter were interrupted by a forced cough that came from Sho.
- I’m so sorry to interrupt this cute moment between you, but… Is it only me who noticed something serious about this?
- What are you talking about? By the way, how have the two of you…? - Jun pointed his finger from the stripper to his friend, realizing they were together when he entered the dressing room.
- Sakurai-san helped me when I showed up here yesterday - explained Masaki. I’ve spent the day at his house and today, he brought me back here so that I would try and go back to the 70s. Maybe the portal can…
- You won’t get back, Aiba-san - Sho cut him.
- What?
- Isn’t it obvious? If you disappeared in 1978 and never returned, this means you were trapped here in the future.
Masaki felt the air evading his lungs with the statement. It was true he didn’t have a family or anyone beside Jun to return in 1978, but all his life was in the past.
- I…
- Nothing else matters now - Jun declared, taking him by the hand. - Not the way you arrived here, nor the fact you’ve never returned… I suffered for a long time because of that and now we are together again. Let’s think about this later, ok? Come with me to my office. I have so much to say to you… As for you, Sakurai - he turned to face his employee, regaining his stern tone - let’s finish this conversation later. You have a lot to explain to me. Now, get ready for work. Yamashiro-san asked for your company tonight.
Masaki barely had time to thank for all the help he got from Sho, being dragged out of the room by Jun.
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Ohno Satoshi sighed. Not only he had to deal with the crazy story Sho had just told him about a time traveler and, even worse, about J-san being a former dancer from Disco Star, the famous dance club that preceded T.A.B.O.O, he would also have to endure Ninomiya’s presence among the audience that night.
Not that he wasn’t expecting him to come, since he was a regular client. However, he wasn’t yet sure how to face him after what happened that morning.
He was so happy when he woke up! He couldn’t believe he had spent the night with Ninomiya, feeling him shivering under his touch every time he reached the climax or even before, during the preliminaries.
It was true he was drunk, but it didn’t make the act less authentic. Ninomiya was intense, demanding and passionate.
Yes, passionate.
Not only in his actions or in the times he called his name in a tender and so erotic way, but also in the intensity of his look, in the way he faced him while they were making love. It wasn’t only lust, it was way beyond a one-night-stand affair.
That was why, more than feeling humiliated by being offered money after the amazing night they had spent together, he was confused about the contradicting actions of the young executive.
He took a deep breath as soon as he heard the introduction of the music he would perform and took a step to the stage, with determination.
At the first movement, he teared apart the thin white t-shirt he was wearing, baring his tanned chest. Then, he started the erotic steps. Initially they were slow and soft; then, they became stronger and more teasing.
He bit his lower lip and played with his hair while moving his body, sinuously as a snake. Only then, he faced Ninomiya.
Baby, I'll show you an unknown world
Then, I think you will definitely love me
Another world
If there's anything that makes you sad,
I will keep it away from you for a hundred million years
Baby, your back that I have seen naked,
I will never let anyone else touch it
You shouldn’t worry about the things that happen outside the window
They're just a trap to tear us apart
That’s how it is, I'll never let you go
He saw when the man blushed, embarrassed. He knew it might have probably been because of the memories of the night before, for the way he had moaned with pleasure in his arms. He smiled and, increasing the shaking of his hips, he climbed down the stage for his final performance.
He passed by some generous clients before stopping at Ninomiya’s table. With a sensual move, he turned his back at him and shook his waist slowly before taking his pants with in a swiftly movement and showing him his perfect ass at first hand.
He made a few more erotic movements before turning back, placing himself right in front of him. He leaned over his chair, his arms brushing on his neck, his mouth just a few inches from the young executive’s lips. When he felt the man trembling, he started a forth and coming movement over his body, his eyes steady on his.
Baby, even if the magic ends
Let's keep dancing forever
Hit the floor
You don’t need to lie
It’s okay to let your feelings overflow
I'll wrap you with my sweet words
Baby, I was watching you playing around
And I won't allow anyone to get in your way
When midnight comes,
I'll take you to the next world
Ninomiya licked his lips, excited and nervous before looking away. The stripper smiled, victoriously, and then moved away in order to go to the next client. However, he wasn’t able to go too far, trapped by Ninomiya’s hands, holding his arm.
He turned back, believing the executive would do as the other clients after receiving a special attention, but he didn’t offer him money this time. He stood up, until they were at the same size and touched his face softly; his sorrowful eyes facing him for a few seconds before he turned away and left the ballroom under the astonished expressions of the other men.
Satoshi’s first thought was to follow behind him and ask the meaning behind that gesture, but he did nothing of the sort. He turned to his next client and moved his pelvis teasingly before going straight to the table of his company for the night, his heart racing fast, full of hope.
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- You’ve done a great job here, Jun! - Masaki said as soon as he finished the tour around the club.
Jun smiled proudly.
- Well, the structure is still the same, as the dressing room area, for instance, but I had to renovate the ballroom entirely. It was a huge investment, but it was worth it. T.A.B.O.O is a very profitable business.
- Why a gay club?
- Why not? Look at those men - Jun signaled at the clients with his head. - Most of them was born in a traditional family or became a public figure who can’t have their sexual orientation exposed. I only offer them a place where they don’t have to hide their true feelings. You’ve always wanted a place like that, right?
- Yes, but...
- T.A.B.O.O doesn’t offer prostitute services if that’s what you’re thinking. It’s just entertainment, Masaki. My boys do nothing but dance and offer them a bit of company. Not that much different from what we did at Disco Star - Jun smiled. - We only used to have more clothes over our bodies...
- You can’t say that about yourself - Masaki returned the smile. - You were always taking off your shirt to show your toned abdomen. Well… I’m not sure how that look these days, but…
- Hey! - the eldest seemed to be feeling offended. - I still take good care of myself, ok?
Masaki smiled joyfully and turned his head back to the ballroom.
- He is amazing - he stared at the sexy dancer who moved sensually over one of the clients.
- Satoshi is one of our best dancers.
So that was Satoshi, the special friend Sho talked so much about. He was handsome and extremely sensual. For a moment, he felt a grasp on his heart to think they could maybe be more than just friends.
- For a long while he had been the number one here, until he was surpassed by Sakurai - Jun completed. - By the way, his number is next.
Masaki couldn’t help but feel a shiver of excitement running through his body with the news. Since he told him he was a stripper who took off his clothes to other men, he was dying to see him in action.
In the beginning, he felt paralyzed by his sudden appearance. He was using a sleeveless hoodie t-shirt that showed his sloppy but muscled shoulders and low waist pants that left almost nothing to imagination.
He was used to see handsome men showing their bodies sensually over a stage. Jun himself had always been irresistible when he was in Disco Star’s dance floor, all the eyes - male and female - focused on his direction.
But Sho...
His body paralyzed with the memories of those lips contorted in a seductive half-smile, taking his lips with fury and passion. The hands that opened slowly the zipper of his shirt, lustfully opening the buttons of his shirt.
And the body that was moving so skillfully around the pole, rubbing against him.
After his performance on the pole, he took of his pants, showing his perfect physique and Masaki sighed with the shameless movements, with the way he closed his lips in an erotic pout, his hands travelling around his oily skin in a very explicit invitation.
He then understood what Jun meant by saying the club was a profitable business. Those men longing eyes showed they would pay any price to have him in their company.
He couldn’t blame them.
Sakurai Sho was a very captivating man.
- Hey, Jun - the time traveler called, as soon as he recovered from the effect of Sho’s performance over his body and soul. - While I’m here in this time, would you give me a job here, in T.A.B.O.O?
- Sure! You’re an amazing dancer! You could help me designing the choreographies...
- I don’t want to be a choreographer. I want to be a stripper.
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Note: YAY Soooo Finally Jun found his best friend and maybe Sho is in danger right? About Ohmiya Maybe Ohno gave Nino his lesson??? AND WHAT MASAKI WANTS??? Okay It's a big cliff right -.-;
I want to say a BIGGGGG Thank you to br_arashi without her this chapter couldn't be post today... Again I didn't had time to translate and she did this BIG favor to me and Fabi (Who always send me so fast).
We will wait for you in the next chapter ♥
Lyrics credit to yarukizero
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