I Fell In Love, But It Wasn't Mine To Have

7

It had been a month since he had seen that ghoul or his cronies. Since then, he had discovered a new way to get food or money. Well, not quite new, in the universal sense. Prostitution had been around for thousands of years. But Tsukiyama had never thought he'd be those among the millions who practiced it. He'd never thought he'd have to.

Ever.

But now, with no kagune, no food, no money, he'd had no choice.
So he had started frequenting clubs and bars, looking for potential "customers." It turned out there were many, many ghouls who were happy enough to pay for his services. Oral sex, anal sex, hand jobs, and anything else, he did it all. Rough, gentle, any sort of kink, it didn't matter. Whether immaculate and sophisticated or filthy and uncouth, Shuu fucked them for the right price or for a share of flesh.
He shared a tiny one-room apartment with several female ghoul prostitutes.
They gave him clothes, and make-up, and tips, mostly of how to land a customer or how to do certain sex positions. A little awkward, as he was a man and them a woman. There had been times where he had found himself on his hands and knees as one of them shoved a dildo into his ass and fucked him with it. He quickly became close with them, calling each of them them "Onee-chan."

There were seven in all, an extremely tight fit. There was Aiko, Cho, Bachiko, Aoi, Ai, Asumi, and Chiyo.
He was the only male, though he had met other male prostitutes.
He sat on the large, ratty mattress he shared with his housemates, fixing his lipstick and hair. His purple hair had faded a little, a more mellow color, and so had his eyes. He'd also grown out his hair, which Cho had declared "totally cute."

There were many jokes, crass and lewd, that he had quickly gotten used to hearing by now.
At one point, after a night of hanging around a club and getting wasted, Aoi had looked at him and said that if she had a real, honest to gosh penis, she would fuck him so hard.
He had laughed with the others who had went that night, them being Asumi and Chiyo.

He still had nightmares, almost every night in fact, which left him a screaming, crying mess, lashing out at anyone who tried to come close to him. He had panic attacks, too,and still had trouble controlling them. In the first two weeks of his new "job," he couldn't stand it. He hated being touched, and kissed, the feeling of someone on top of him, inside of him. He had almost starved to death before he'd met Bachiko, who'd literally slapped sense into him. Ai had been kinder, teaching Shuu ways to manage his breathing and various other coping skills. She was the only one who could get close to him when he freaked out.

Tsukiyama occaisonally thought about his old life and his friends, family, and even enemies. He mostly missed Chie, and Kanae, and his papa.
But he refused to go back. If they knew what he had become.......he couldn't stand the thought. It was better to move forward, and not look back, because otherwise it would kill him.
Now, satisfied with his appearance (hair in place, make up applied, wearing tight jeans and a loose button-up shirt) , he grabbed his go-to bag and called out to his friends.

"I'm about to head out!"

"Okay, Shuu! Where do you plan on heading?" Cho yelled back.

"The Barking Dog!"

That was a bar, one of Helter Skelter's top competitors.
Tsukiyama had not been there, not since that night almost five months ago.

He didn't want to chance running into anyone who might recognize him.
Cho appeared from around the corner, making a face. "You've already been there so many times, Tsuki! Why don't you go somewhere better?"

Tsukiyama shrugged. "I have plenty of customers there, and that's all I care about."
That was true. Shuu was a favorite for many ghouls, because of his willingness to do pretty much everything sex-wise.

Tsukiyama poked his friend's cheek playfully. "Do you want to come with me?"

A sly look crossed her face, and he immediately turned wary. What was she planning now?

"I will, as long as you agree to hit up a few places with me!"

Shuu groaned. "Ugh, Cho, absolutely not."

"Why!? Give me one good reason, little brother." The tiny girl crossed her arms, giving him a fierce look.

Tsukiyama opened his mouth, then closed it.
Her face split in a wide grin. "Exactly! Now, let me get my purse, and we can roll!"
Shuu desperately hoped he wasn't making a huge mistake as he followed his friend out their front door.