Side Job Identity (Ishimondo)

1. Spotted on the Job

Kiyotaka Ishimaru, a highly praised student with good grades. He was known to have a high Moral Compass, and was the school Hall Monitor. Lots of students, some being his own classmates disliked him for this.
What people didn't see out of him though was that his family was struggling with money. Sure, there were other methods to obtaining money but a classmate, a new founded friend at that, had suggested him to join him at a strip club, since he himself, was a stripper there. Of course, he gave him that talk about all he needed to know revolving the job. The dangers, the money from it, the goodness in it, the secret it had to be. Kiyotaka took all of this into account and was fully prepared for any and everything in this job. At least, everything he thought of, there came to be lots of issues that never crossed his mind.

They first had to decide on a stage name. The classmate who offered the job, went by Aki. It was somewhat close but not to obviously close to his real name, Byakuya. For Kiyotaka, the name Kuro, meaning black, was suggested due to his luscious black hair. Which was kept in the wigs Togami dressed him in. He told Kiyotaka that his black hair was very suiting to his pale skin and red eyes. Everyone loved a good vampire aesthetic after all.
A month into the job, they were getting ready like usual. The taller blonde man would help Kiyotaka put on hair extensions and touch-up his makeup. One major thing they always worked on was his brows. They were the most noticeable feature and being recognized was the last think Kiyotaka wanted.

  "Who would've thought the 'prestigious rich prodigy' and 'strict hall monitor' would've come together and shared such an.. inappropriate profession." Byakuya joked while fixing his own makeup.
Taka laughed, "well, it's not that bad. You do it because you like it, I do it to survive financially, but I still enjoy it!"
Togami smiled, "good to know, because now it's time to get out there on stage, come on Kuro."
Taka hated to admit it, but Byakuya really grew on him. His whole vibe and personality was different here, he was a tolerant person who wasn't actually judging in the slightest. Kiyotaka felt bad, he realized here that Byakuya had to act that way at school, he had a reputation to uphold because of his family but here, he was free, his own person.

Regardless of everything going on in Ishimaru's mind, he got his things and followed Byakuya out to the club. This wasn't the first night Kiyotaka had worked, and Byakuya had taught him moves before he ever got on the pole, but he was still nervous. He was honestly convinced he'd never get over his nervousness. But, he got comfortable as the night went on like usual. After the first hour or so of dancing on stage and a shot or two from paying customers, he loosened up. Staring at Byakuya as he danced calmed his nerves, Togami always cheered him on and encouraged his confidence.
During his big show later that night, he danced with Byakuya. It was very touchy, but neither minded, it also attracted a lot more attention, which meant more money. At one point, when their faces were very close, Byakuya had whispered to him to look to the left of the bar.
He did, and that's when he saw him, Mondo Owada, at a strip club on a late Friday night. A few other guys were with him, looked like they could be friends from his gang. This was due to one of them having their Crazy Diamond tattoo visible, so he assumed the other two were also in the gang.

"Why'd you guys have to drag me out? I honestly never should've came, I'm already getting a headache and we just entered." Mondo complained to his friends and stared at his shot glass before turning around to watch the dancers.
"Lighten up man," one of his friends whined back, "do yourself a favor and try to pick up someone here. You do barely anything anymore, you need a reason, a someone to get you back out there and living again!"
His other buddy chimed in as well, "I mean.. bars aren't the best for longtime but you never know so I agree with him, something might come out of this."
The last guy chuckled after chugging his glass of tequila, "plus man, you're kind of already here and you aren't allowed to leave until you genuinely attempt something."
Mondo huffed and pulled back the sides of his mullet. "Great news for you guys then, because I might just try and flirt with the dark haired dancer up there. They're pretty cute. I'll just need more drinks if you guys don't want me yelling in their face and ruining my chance." This was both true and just being said so that they would buy him drinks with how desperate they are to get him a girlfriend.
"Finally! We've been waiting for you to show a spec of interest, hell I don't care if you empty my pockets drinking if you get out of your shell."
He could see why his friends were concerned. He was already turning 19 and hadn't been able to hold a single proper relationship. Sure, people had been all over him, but he never felt the same or could voice it if he did. Recently it's even been making him depressed, he scared off everyone he liked, and was starting to close in, becoming less and less talkative, thinking it'd help his anxiousness. It didn't do anything though, just made his actual friends concern.
He just needed someone who understood that he was 'scary' out of his own fear and not out of mischievous intent.
Watching this dancer, really made him hope that they would be that person to understand him. While he knew personality mattered as well, he still couldn't pull his eyes away from the perfection of their body. Their slim torso but defined muscle and wonderfully curved waist. Their big ass felt so wrong to look at but so right at the same time. Every time it was pressed against the pole was beautiful yet taunting. Like it was right out of Mondo's reach, unattainable. Their sheek legs, thick thighs and powerful calves. Then their face, the dancer's ruby eyes shined so angelicly in the club's light. And when they glanced at Mondo, and looked into his eyes, he saw heaven. The eyelashes surrounding them too, were so elegant.

Just then too, they finished their shift. After collecting the cash on the stage floor they sat beside each other for drinks and to simply chill, catching their breathe between laughs and conversation.
Mondo exchanged looks and nods with his group before working the courage to go introduce himself to the stripper he couldn't tear his eyes away from this entire time.
Clearing his throat, he tapped on their shoulder. "Hey." they looked back at him with those same addicting red eyes, and he instantly panicked, looking between his friends and Kiyotaka.
When Byakuya first taught him how to train his voice to effectively go higher or lower, he thought it'd never be a necessity just extra safety because it never crossed his mind a classmate would show up. But now he was more than thankful for all that practice, "Hi there!" He gave a smile, really highlighting his lovely red lipstick that complimented his eyes.
"You look really stunning! I was wondering if I could.." he noticed his volume and could feel the burning in his face, wanting to disappear because he couldn't think of anything to say but his friends shot him hyped looks, "if I could get your number or something-"
Byakuya leaned in and whispered something Mondo couldn't hear, but he could see that Kiyotaka went red from it.
"We have special services for the rooms in the back." Kiyotaka told Mondo. "Plus, I'm a man if you're comfortable with that."
"Oh uh, yeah I mean.. I don't think you having a dick makes you any less beautiful to me." Wow... Mondo Owada managed to get out a flirtatious sentence without yelling at the person. Maybe it was because of the drinks and the fact he was thinking through anything he said.
Kiyotaka glanced at Byakuya, his heart skipping a beat. He had always found Owada attractive but to seriously consider the possibility of sleeping with him? That was insane to him. He even felt a little guilty.. like he was a real life catfish in a way, but at the same time he wasn't lying, and if this paid off his bills and food, it was worth it in the end.
"So, Owa-" he stopped himself before finishing Owada's name, remembering he shouldn't let Mondo know he knows him, "sir, do you want time in the room? You can ask about any concerns you may have."
Mondo was too star struck to have noticed the small slip up, and agreed after asking how much it'd be. When Kiyotaka informed him of the pricing, his friends were more than happy to pay it for him.
Now this was all actually happening... Mondo Owada was paying to have sex with Kiyotaka Ishimaru.