In this Haikyuu AU of Pretty Woman, a prostitute and a wealthy businessman lust hard for one another, forming a lustful connection. While on a business trip in Tokyo, Satori Tendo, who makes a living owning chocolate shops, picks up a hooker, Y/N, o...
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"Ugh.. I can't believe her ass did this again!" , you screeched, holding a plastic bag you had grabbed from the back of the toilet.
Once again your roommate, Kiyoko, had taken from the rent stash to pay off her god awful "pimp".
You were utterly annoyed that the girl you saw as your best and only friend in this city would betray your trust, once again. You knew that the slum lord, old man Ukai, would throw both of you out if you were late again, so you set out on your way to find the thief.
As you were heading down the apartment buildings stairs you saw slum lord Ukai with his attractive grandson, who in fact saw you before his grandfather did.
"G-O!" , the younger Ukai motioned you back upstairs.
Luckily, just like the apartments in New York, these buildings had fire escapes outside each window in the apartments. You set on your way once again to the only place Kiyoko, could be with that trash ass man. Crow's Nest , was on Shibuya Crossing, filled with all the night walkers and their pimps in Tokyo.
You hated this club with all your being. Everyone knew the reason for the club and who the people inside were, lowlifes. Drug dealers, pimps, hookers, drugees, and just all the sluts you could find, even if they weren't hookers.
This was never the life you wanted to be a part of, but life just isn't fair to some. Closer and closer to the club you got, cat calls would fill your ears in disgusting ways, but you knew the reason was due to the "work uniform".
I want to kill all men, you thought to yourself, but then you'd be out of a job once again.
Night walking was one job you kept for more than just a few months, since it was impossible to be fired from. You just needed to separate your real self from the profession self, it hurt less if you did.
