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does."
Kale raised an eyebrow and gave Aoi a curious look.
"Um, you do know that it's two in the morning, right?
Seems like a bad time to go for a walk."
"Sex would have been more fun, but that's not
happening tonight."
"That's why you need to find yourself a boyfriend,
Aoi. It would keep your ass out of trouble."
"Sorry, Kale, I don't date." Aoi laughed and set his
empty water bottle back on the bar. "People like me
weren't made for serious relationships."
"What does you being an elf have anything to do with
finding someone serious?"
"I meant being a stripper and a whore, though being
an elf doesn't really help either."
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"I guess." Kale shrugged. "It shouldn't matter,
though.
"But it does, and you know it." Aoi hopped off his
stool and stretched.
"Aoi..."
"What? It doesn't bother me. Besides, sex is easier
when there's no strings attached."
"I guess." Kale turned and gave him a concerned
look. "You know, there's no harm in hoping for
something better, Aoi."
"I know, but I like things the way they are. Besides,
I'm just waiting for you to come to your senses and
figure out that you're in love with me," Aoi added with a
grin. He couldn't resist teasing Kale. It was just way too
much fun. "That vamp blood does make you awfully
sexy."
"Just go home, Aoi." Kale swatted good naturedly at
Aoi with his bar towel. "The last thing I need is you
starting any more rumors around the club."
"Fine, I'll see you tomorrow." Aoi waved at his boss
and headed up to his apartment. All the dancers and
drink boys at the Body Shop lived in apartments above
the club. Kale claimed that it was so he could keep an
eye on everyone, but Aoi had a feeling that there was
more to it. Aoi would have been homeless or worse if it
hadn't been for what Kale provided, and he wasn't the
only one. In a weird way, Kale was like a dad to
everyone there, though no one would ever admit it, least
of all Kale.
Once Aoi got home, he threw on a T-shirt and a pair
of sweats. He grabbed his keys and headed back
downstairs. Aoi wanted to get his walk in before it got
any later. He wouldn't get a wink of sleep otherwise.
Aoi shoved his hands in his pockets as he crossed the
street to the park. It was chilly and clear out, the perfect
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night to just sit and relax. He took one lap around the
trail, then sat himself on his favorite bench and leaned
back to watch the stars. A few of them twinkled in the
distance despite the glaring lights from the city. Aoi
didn't know any of their names but that didn't stop him
from enjoying them or the quiet. It was just what he
needed. Aoi loved being around people, but sometimes a
little time to himself was nice too.
"Well, what do we have here? Little faggot looking
for a trick?"
Aoi glanced up to see two shady-looking guys
standing over him. He didn't know them, but he knew
their type. They were bullies pure and simple. The two
of them were probably drunk and looking for some one
to beat on just to make themselves feel better about
something. Aoi had seen way too many guys like that
get tossed out of the Body Shop when they tried to
throw their weight around. Kale didn't put up with that
crap. Too bad Kale wasn't there at the moment. It would
have been nice to have a little back up.
"Well, that's my signal to leave." Aoi sighed and
ducked between the two men. "Pity, it was such a nice
night, too."
"Not so fast, bitch!" The taller of the two men
grabbed Aoi's arm and threw him toward the ground.
"You're not goin' anywhere until we're done with you."
Aoi caught himself and hopped back to his feet. He
was a dancer, after all, and agility came with the
territory. "Sorry boys, you two just aren't my type. I'm
not into bullies with small cocks."
The shorter of the two lunged at him. Aoi stepped to
one side, dodging his attacker completely. It wasn't hard.
He could smell a lot of booze on both of them. Aoi was
surprised that they were still standing, let alone trying to
manhandle him. Hopefully, they were too drunk to chase
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him for very long. With that thought, Aoi took a step
back and turned to run. Before he could get too far, one
of they guys grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled
him backward.
The air flew from Aoi's lungs as he hit the ground.
One heavy boot pushed against his chest, pinning him
there. Oh, he so was screwed. Aoi clamped his eyes shut
and brought his arms up to protect his face. It was all he
could do besides hope that they wouldn't kill him.
Somewhere near his head, Aoi heard a low growl. A
few seconds later, the weight lifted from his chest and
there was lots of screaming. Oh, what the hell was going
on now? When the screaming finally faded into the
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