~Bulletproof~ SasuSaku Mafia Story

Chapter 26 ~ Idea of Sorts

Sasuke sat across from Shisui at the Black Dog the following afternoon. The venue was designed with dim lights and low music in order to suppress the passage of time, in a way. You'd never know the time or weather outside once you were in. The duo sat in the VIP lounge, with several bottle girls at their booth as well as a private strip show on the small stage in the corner.

"Ah, always so nice to come here." Shisui took a puff from a cigar in his hand, then handed it to the girl dressed as a sexy fox on his lap. "We should come here more, cousin. Not only to celebrate stuff, but to blow off some steam, if you know what I mean." He grinned and squeezed the girl's thigh.

"Where's Izuna?" Sasuke had both of his hands around a glass of whiskey, with two girls on either side of him trying to get his attention and resting their heads on his shoulders.

"Who knows, he was saying something about having to clean his office? Like we don't have a million maids for that. Pretty sure he just found a lame excuse not to come here. He is such a prude." The girl on Shisui's lap giggled at his comment and gave him a little peck.

The duo came here every now and then, especially after big events or meetings. Things were a bit more calm in the mansion since the ball was over and the debriefing meeting had come to an end as well. It was a relatively chill period for the clan, where everyone was being reassigned new missions or regrouping about previous projects.

"Dude, you look like you're on another planet." Shisui took another hit from the cigar.

"I'm fine, just... analyzing the efficiency of some of our torture methods." He looked at the glass in his hand.

"Of course you are. Come on, stop thinking about work, you have like three chicks fighting for your attention!" Shisui threw a crumpled napkin at him as a joke. He was right, except the winner of that fight was not even in the room.

Sasuke glanced at the bottle girls sitting next to him. Sex did sound good, especially after what he'd done to himself last night. He took a sip of his whiskey, and thought back to him hitting the wall with both fists after Sakura left. His technique had definitely worked on her. She seemed put in place, in a sense. The issue is that it had also worked on Sasuke. It made him just as weak and flustered as her.

He had to sit down and chug some cognac straight from the bottle after Sakura ran out. His body was still burning up, his hands were aching with the need to touch her more, to keep going, to keep exploring. Instead, he was sitting on the couch with a bottle of cognac and a pair of blue balls.

It was justified, he thought. Punishing Sakura by hurting her was out of question for him. Again, in his head, that was only reserved for mob-affiliated assailants. He would never torture a civilian, especially one he worked with. So, what he did seemed like the only way to punish her without hurting her. He punished himself in the process just as much.

He snapped out of it and looked at Shisui, who was still grinning at him and pointing to the women next to them. Having an owner come in during a weekday was rare for these girls, so it was an instant contest between the female employees to see who would get to join the Uchihas in their private section. It usually came down to the sexiest and most experienced bottle girls.

Sasuke considered blowing off some steam here with these girls. After all, there was a lot of built up tension he wanted to release. Shisui beat him to it, and left the booth with the fox girl in his arms. He smirked at Sasuke before going upstairs to one of the private rooms. 

"Come on, boss, you made it this far, let's have some fun!" A girl with lingerie and cat ears tugged on his tie to pull him toward the stairs. Sasuke sighed, and followed her to the rooms.