Day By Day

.:Chapter Two:.

        The brown-eyed man sighed, closing his apartment door behind him as he pocketed his phone. He had just received a text from his friend Jimmy, asking him to come pick him up because his girlfriend, Ricki, would be working late, and she needed the car. If he was honest, he hated going into that club with all of those male strippers.. It made him think. About his sexuality, about men, about relationships, about everything. It always made him a little too hot under the collar and a little too tight in the jeans. Pushing those thoughts away, he sauntered to his car and climbed in, listening in satisfaction as the engine started with a smooth growl. Pulling out of the parking lot, his hand reached forward for the volume button on his radio, turning it up as Living Dead Girl by Rob Zombie came on. He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel to the beat of the song, occasionally singing a few lines that he remembered.

        It wasn't long before he pulled up to The Lion's Den, but instead of going in, he sat in his car for a minute. He took a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself down and push away the thoughts of any kind of relationship with a man; then, once he was satisfied with how calm he was, he climbed out of his car and walked - no, he sauntered, he always made sure his stride was extra sexy - through the front door of the club. Immediately, he spotted his tall, blue-eyed best friend behind the bar counter, serving up drinks and speaking enthusiastically to his patrons; that made him smile. He always loved seeing his best friend happy, and honestly, he would give anything to make that happen. All he wanted was to see his friends smile. After a minute, Jimmy glanced up towards the door and immediately spotted his tan, brown-eyed best friend.
        "Brian!" He called cheerfully, waving his arms around in the air. Brian chuckled and shook his head, stepping over to the bar and hopping up on one of the stools.
        "You ready to get out of here, Jimbo?" Brian asked, swinging one of his legs back and forth.
        "I actually don't get off for another ten or fifteen minutes, and I may have to stay overtime.. Watch the dancers, though, we just got a new guy a few days ago. He's a huge hit." Jimmy rambled as he got his brown-eyed friend a glass of Coke with only two ice cubes in it, just the way he liked it.
        "Jimmy, how many times have I told you I'm not interested in dudes?" Brian chuckled nervously, tracing the rim of his cup with his index finger.
        "I still think you're lying but, ya know, whatever." Jimmy shrugged, wandering away to tend to his other customers. The club seemed extra busy that night, for whatever reason. It wasn't even a weekend, and there were more people in here than the last time Brian had come to pick Jimmy up from work. Suddenly, Brian heard Ricki's voice come over the intercom, and he sat up straight to listen to what she was saying. As far as he knew, Ricki never made announcements unless it was something big.
        "And now, the moment you've been waiting for.. He's here for your enjoyment, so give him some love.. Zacky Vengeance!" She announced like some kind of T.V. show host. Brian cocked a brow upwards as Ladies and Gentlemen by Saliva began playing over the speakers, wondering what kind of person would dance to a song like this. It was.. Rock. It wasn't pop like the dancers usually worked to. His chocolate brown eyes immediately flew wide open as he gazed at the man that had just walked on stage; he had to be the most gorgeous man Brian had ever seen.
        His skin was like porcelain, so smooth and pale, but his arms were covered in tattoos. He had short, shiny black hair and adorably plump lips, paired with the most mesmerizing hazel eyes that he'd ever seen. What he was wearing, though, is what really caught Brian's attention; pearly-white high heels, soft pink thigh-highs that were connected to a pair of hot pink, lacy satin panties, and a soft pink corset that was the same color as his thigh highs, but it was laced together with dark-red ribbon. Around his stunning hazel eyes, the man wore pink eyeshadow that gradually faded to white towards the inner corners of his eyes, making them seem wider and brighter than they actually were.
        "Who is that?" Brian asked, his voice sounding a little more intrigued than he meant for it to. Jimmy gave a lazy chuckle, placing all the bottles from the counter back onto the shelves behind him.
        "That, my friend, is our newest attraction. Why do you ask? D'you think he's cute or something?" The blue-eyed bartender taunted, folding his lanky arms over his chest.
        "No!" Brian immediately defended, his cheeks turning red. "No.. I just hadn't ever seen him before, so.. I was curious." But in reality, Brian was far past intrigued; he even found this 'Zacky' character slightly arousing. What the hell? He thought with a cringe. I'm as straight as one guy can get! Where the hell are all of these thoughts coming from?! When Brian was done mentally screaming at himself, he found that the hazel eyes he had become intoxicated by were watching him with curiosity, and if he wasn't mistaken, a hint of lust. Then, it seemed Zacky turned shy, averting his gaze as his cheeks flushed the faintest shade of red. He then dropped off of the stage and went over to a random patron, beginning to dance and hang all over them, flashing seductive smiles and winks every time he said something.

        After about a half hour of Brian watching this beautiful creature, Zacky walked off of the stage and seemed to disappear behind the wall. As he was forlornly staring in the direction in which the hazel-eyed man had sauntered off to, he heard Jimmy's deep voice from behind the counter.
        "Alright, Bri.. I'm ready to go." With that, Brian hopped down from his bar stool and led Jimmy out to his car, eager to get away from the club and hopefully leave behind his thoughts of the gorgeous dancer names Zacky. His smooth looking skin, his beautiful hazel eyes, his kinky little stage outfit.. No, no, no, stop! Brian mentally screamed at himself as he climbed into the driver's seat, starting the car once Jimmy was in the passenger's seat and buckled in. "So.. What did you think of Mr. Zacky Vengeance? He's pretty damn cute, isn't he?" Jimmy taunted, a pompous grin on his face.
        "Don't you have a girlfriend?" Brian avoided the question tactfully, a chuckle bubbling from between his lips as they pulled out of the club's parking lot.
        "Just because I have a girlfriend, doesn't mean I can't admire a good looking human being. Besides, you're dodging the question. Tell me what you thought of Zacky!" The blue-eyed man in the passenger's seat pressed, somewhat leaning over the console so that he was close to Brian, but not invading his personal space. Jimmy had learned that lesson the hard way; he'd received a hard punch to the shoulder the last time he invaded Brian's personal space.
        "I'm straight, Jimmy. Why are you so dead-set on me being gay? Do you have the secret hots for me or something?" Brian chuckled lazily, flicking on his left turn signal before he came to a four-way stop.
        "At one time, yeah, but I just don't see you as the kind of guy that's really into women." Jimmy admitted, drumming his fingers on the console. Brian said nothing in return, and both men were silent as they made the drive across town. Soon enough, the car was zooming down Jimmy's street at a reasonably slow ten miles an hour; Brian was always cautious when he drove through residential areas, he didn't want to hit a kid. "Right, well.." Jimmy murmured as the two men pulled up into his driveway. "Thanks for picking me up, Bri."
        "It's no problem. And, Jim," These words stopped the blue-eyed man as he was climbing out of the car. "Zacky.. He's.. Interesting." He muttered, looking down at his floorboard. "But that doesn't mean I'm gay! I just said he's interesting, that's it!" Brian added quickly, his brown eyes wide and his cheeks a deep crimson color as he stared up at his blue-eyed friend, who seemed to have a mixture of amusement and triumph written all over his face.
        "Whatever you say, Brian." Jimmy smirked and then climbed out of the car, going into his house and shutting the door behind him. After a few deep, calming breaths, Brian began his trek back across town so that he could go home and take a well-needed shower. As he was turning back onto the highway, his thoughts wandered to the gorgeous dancer he had seen earlier that night. Zacky Vengeance. He wondered if Zacky would even talk to someone like him; how could he? He was way too gorgeous and perfect, and Brian was just.. Brian.
        "I'm not gay.." Brian hissed to himself as he pulled into the parking lot of his apartment. But, his statement sounded like he was trying to convince himself more than anyone else he may have said that to. After all, he had never really felt the 'spark' when he dated women, but when he looked at Zacky.. His heart kick-started like a brand new motorcycle. He felt himself tingling with excitement every time he thought of the gorgeous hazel-eyed man. Heaving a deep, loud sigh, Brian climbed out of his car and trailed into his apartment, locking the door behind him to make sure nobody would follow him in. Then, he went to the bathroom to take his long awaited shower, only able to think of the one person that had been on his mind that entire night.