All You Need Is Love (MewGulf AU)

🌻Chapter 48

PRESENT
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Around nine Friday night in Kabuki-cho, the streets were jammed with people.

This was the biggest entertainment district in Asia, where huge numbers of people gathered regardless of race or age, from the precocious elementary school students to the seventy-and-eighty-year-old geezers.

Gulf felt as if he would be lost in the excited crowds of people as he searched for the club. And since he didn't clearly remember where it was, he had to stop and check the name of every place that looked even slightly familiar.

"Come right in, sir. It's still early and prices are still low!"

"You're not coming?"

Ignoring the pitches of the front-men and hostesses, Gulf searched for Mew's bar.

"Where was it?"

As Gulf was growing more and more harried, someone grabbed his arm. "Hey, I wanted to thank you for before."

Gulf didn't recognize the man standing in front of him. He looked at him dubiously.

"You don't remember me? How about if I told you your boss really screwed up my night?"

"Oh yeah."

Gulf finally remembered. This was the man who had accused Kashima of hitting him when Kashima had taken Gulf out that night. The guy looked like nothing so much as a cheesy pimp, his expression and bearing just oozing insignificance.

"Thanks to you jokers, the Koryu Alliamce has had their eyes in me ever since. It's really cramping my style."

The man pulled on Gulf's arm and stuck his face close to Gulfs. He smelled like a stale ashtray.

"So what?" Gulf replied curtly. Normally, he would have tried to say something to avoid aggravating the guy any furhter, but he didn't have time for that right now. Mew might be walking out of that club as they spoke.

Gulf couldn't stand to miss this one in a million chance, even if it was a long shot. He fought back his impatience and glared at the man.

"You're asking me so what?" Even when the man threatened him, Gulf couldn't see past this how lowly he was.

There were no inherent ranks dividing people. How wrong, then, was the pursuit of rank in an authoritarian gang? Gulf didn't agree with it, but still he couldn't help feeling that Mew was superior to this man.

He didn't actually know what Mew did in the gang. But since he bossed around AA as if it was his birthright, even though AA was older, and still commanded the man's absolute loyalty, Gulf figured that his position wasn't half bad.

Neither were his looks. No matter what Mew wore, he was handsome. His powerful eyes and their obvious conviction still brought Gulf to his knees.

"Hey, you're pretty sexy for a guy."

The man was leaning close to Gulf's face, disgustingly flicking his tongue over the vulgar smile on his lips.

"I was thinking about paying you back a little pain for what happened, but maybe I should show you a good time instead? I know you'd love it if I pounded you from the back."

His tarry tongue crawled over Gulf's cheek, and Gulf felt an unspeakable loathing run through him.

"Hey, you liked that, didn't you?"

"Get out of my face!" Gulf struck out at the man's cheek.

This was bad. Why had he been attacked by such a disgusting man? He wiped roughly at his slimy cheek. The sticky sensation made Gulf feel like he might be sick.

"What the hell are you doing?"

What a short-sighted guy. He reached out again to grab hold of Gulf, and Gulf knocked his hand away with all his strength.

"Watch it! You don't want to know what I'll do to you if you fight back."

Gulf wasn't afraid at all. "You said the Koryu Alliance had their eye on you, right?"

"Yeah, and? Why are you blabbering about them when I'm trying to have some fun with you? What do they have to do with anything?"

"What would you do if I told you, a lot?" Gulf challenged him, his voice rising from the pit of his stomach.

"Huh? You think I'm going to believe a bluff that obvious?"

"Unfortunately, it's not a bluff, my man."

Before Gulf could answer, he heard a familair voice from behind him, and a tingle ran down his spine. He started to spin around, but even before he did, a hand was on his shoulder, turning him around to face the person behind him.

The smell of tobacco tickled his nostrils. He realized that a crowd had gatheted around them.

"Mew---"

TBC