Skeleton In The Closet

Chapter 4- The Popular and Skilled Newbie

3rd Person POV

"Da-Daisuke?" Hiroshi made sure to say his name just to make sure it was him, the real him. The man that was named as Daisuke chuckled.

"I'm glad that you still remember me after all these years, I mean I do still look the same with my hair and all." He styled his hair to the back in a jokingly manner. Hiroshi shook his head.

"You're still the same as ever but what made me remember you was your eyes. When you took off your shades, I already knew off the bat it was you." Daisuke had that striking shiny golden eyes that was pretty rare for anyone to have, probably one in a million. That was what made Hiroshi remembered his used-to-be-rebellious friend.

"Seriously, my eyes? What's so special about them?" Daisuke looked a bit annoyed. He was expecting his high school friend to at least remember his face and not just for his eyes. Hiroshi decided to just change the topic because he knows Daisuke will continue to drag the topic even further which was one of the most annoying habit if his friend.

"Ok, enough with the "eyes". Now, how did you even recognise me? I...I changed a lot." Hiroshi hugged his body slightly and thought about how much he has changed since high school. He was not who he used to be. Daisuke looked Hiroshi from head to toe. He had wavy black hair,it was kind of messy but the cute messy kind. Hiroshi's fashion was just what he had imagined it to be since, back in their high school days. What had not changed was definitely Hiroshi's facial features.His eyes were soft black and has a small beauty mark beside his left eye, his beautifully structured nose and of course his lips... he remembered his "friend's" lips very clearly. Daisuke came closer to Hiroshi and held his shoulders.

"Well, I see that you have a nice built body and you changed physically but your facial features and your personality doesn't change. You are still you." Daisuke reassured Hiroshi with a smile.

"Daisuke..." Hiroshi was lost for words. For sure Daisuke's friendly side was what eases him the most. He definitely appreciated his friend's reassurance. Then, something triggered his thinking. Wait, why is Daisuke here? At a gay strip club? Is he...Is he a stripper here as well?! Hiroshi was practically screaming internally. He would never have thought his ex-delinquent friend to be a stripper, a gay one to be exact.

"Oi, Hiro! Are you okay? Your face look pale." Daisuke asked in a worrisome way. Pretty sure that "thought" was what made him pale. Hiroshi nodded.

"I-I'm fine. I have to ask you something. W-Why are you-" Hiroshi was then interrupted when someone barged into the room. A man came in with a tray of different types of drinks in his hands. He cleared his throat.

"Mr Saito, the VIPs are already outside. Please be ready." The man put the tray of drinks on the fancy looking artistic light red see-through table that was surrounded with several dark red velvety chairs.

"Oh, finally they are here. Bring them in Atsuki, I'll be with you in just a minute. That's the bartender by the way." He turned to face me. He was about to go out of the VIP room to greet the VIPs when he left one more thing to say.

"Anyways, I'm the owner of  The Landing Strip and it was passed down from my uncle and oh, please take a sit and enjoy the drinks. Treats on me. See ya in a bit." He winked and went off. Hiroshi was now left all alone. He picked one of the drinks and sat down on one of the luxurious chair. He sighed.

" I thought he was just one rebellious kid who changed over to a new leaf. I guess he also changed over his sexuality huh?" He then sipped the strong but nice taste of the martini. Since when was the last time he had drink alcohol?

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Hiroshi Ito's POV

"Who are these people?" I muttered to myself. I was quietly sitting at a corner with a martini in my hand with men around me wearing fancy designer suits that probably cost thousands of yen, and then there's me just wearing casual clothes! I definitely don't belong here at all.