Yakuza Imagines

Lil fun at the club (Nishitani)

This one is for @bitchyemoweeb THANK YOU FOR READING AND REQUESTING!!!

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Description: You are a host/hostess and nishitani invites you to have drinks at your own club for his enjoyment 
Character (s): Nishitani
Year set: 1988
Game: Yakuza 0 (pre)
!Spoilers!: None
Warnings: Smoking/cigarettes, alcohol/Drinking, Knives 
Word Count: 950

Working long nights at the cabaret club, some customers where horrible, touchy and just pigs, while others were so sweet and the night would fade away, and before you knew it, it was morning. You loved your job, you enjoyed making people happy, even just for a few hours, and being able to meet some brilliant people. But what you loved the most is when your boyfriend would sneak in and spend time just with you. 

"How have you made so much tonight y/n!!!" your coworker screams in your ear, as they look at the money in their hand. To be fair, you were the most popular and left the club running, without you, it would have died years ago.

"Hey you did your best! Isn't it what they ask of you?" You tell your coworker as they run their fingers over the small pile of bills and sigh. Comforting them you put an arm around them, and cheer them up a little, this work was hard, there were so many abusers, so many that took this kind of service for granted forgot that you were only human too sometimes. Someone bursts into the room, it was a waiter, one of the main ones.

"Y/n he's here for you," The waiter said with a smile on his face. "I have cleared the rest of the customers out as requested, and only got the finest wine and champagne for you to share. He's waiting in bay 2A." He smiled as he opened the door for you as you handed him the cash you had made that night. 

Bay 2A was pure luxury, famous people got those seats, not a cabaret host/hostess and their horny boyfriend, but hey, you made all the money, so they did not really care what you did as long as you kept coming back, and that was a solid deal for you, though the Omi supported you both, you could afford to make it rain every night if you wanted too.  You straightened your clothes out as you caught him smoking, spread wide, relaxing. Ever since you came into his life, he got more relaxed, no more bitches on his lap every night, but he was just as crazy, and so were you. 

"Baby, what did I say about smoking in here?" you walk up to him with your arms crossed and a cheeky smile on your face. He looks at you admiring every inch of you, as he puts it out and pats the seat next to him. You walk over as you sit next to him, and he pulls you closer. 

"What did ya make tonight baby?" He asks looking at the champagne. Depending on what you made that night, was what you were given to drink afterwards.

"Just over 1 million (yen)" you smile as pop the champagne bottle, as the foam runs down your hand, he goes to lick it off, you smile as you pull your hand away, pouring you both drinks. "not now baby" you say as you laugh and give him the glass, you see his face full of disappointment, but eyes full of lust. 

After a few drinks you were on his lap, with a full make out session, drinks and food spilt everywhere. "Care for a dance Nishi?" You get off his lap and bring him to the main dance floor, as you dance with him to the latest disco songs, of your choice of course. You were both drunk off your faces, but he had a little less just to watch over you, he did care you know. Dancing around the poll you were so drunk you let go as you forgot how to hold onto things, as you fell into the chairs behind you, Nishitani deeply chuckled as he came and picked you up off the floor, and danced with you in his arms, the music changed pace a little.

"Would you be up to fighting me?" you said as you threw little punches at him.

"Not while you are drunk like this baby, ya have already hurt yourself." He says holding your waist from behind.

"Baby you can't resist that offer I know." You slurred as you turned around as you pulled one of the knives out of your pocket you forgot to give to a waiter earlier.

"Put that away." He purred as he took out his own knife.

you two could stab each other to death and still be having fun. Placing the knife in between your teeth, you circle him, as he does the same. You never really hurt each other, think of this as practice you made the first move, but found yourself in a lock in his arms, his eyes extremely lustful. This was what you two called dance fighting, though the night usually ended with you two on top of each other. You took another go at him, cutting his arm ever to slightly, not making it bleed. He hissed as you kissed it better, as you smiled lustfully at him. He lifted you up and took you back to the bay as he set you down.

"Who has ya now babe?" He says confidently. His lust soon turned to admiration. You had passed out from being to drunk, the knife still in your hands, but in the stance he would hold it. He takes the knife off of you and sets it down on the table, as he continues to drink the night away, before taking you to the dressing room and falling asleep with you on the couches in there, for all the other staff too find you two cuddling again the next morning.