He loved this song.

Well, he loved alot of songs .. Almost every song .. But this one was awesome. A smooth techno sound emitting from the loud speakers tapped into his very soul, it seemed. When a song he really, really liked began playing, he felt powerful, youthful, energetic. And this was one of those songs. Mikado moved to the pounding beat as if he had practiced doing so athousand times before. He had a body made for dancing: long legs, a slender frame, and a keen ear for music.

Tonight he wore a fitting green and white teeshirt and faded blue jeans. There was nothing really to do at home but play around on one of his many electronic devices, so he chose to come to this snazzy club he had heard about. 'Vertigo' played many of his favorite songs, there were good-looking people, and no one seemed to be itching to fight. A relaxed setting where he could dance and dance and dance.

In his pocket was a small, slim cell phone, a pager, and a palm piolet. If Mikado went anywhere without something electronic, he would die. And he didn't really want to die yet. His hair was rather interesting tonight; streaked with a jet of striking cobalt, the bangs were cut in a diagonal sort of angle, positioned over his left cheek while the rest was spiked in an angular, almost airy sort of fashion.

The song wasn't even close to being over, so he continued to dance on the floor with people he didn't know, laughing and having a great time. He would make sure to return.

He continued moving almost fluidly to the music, vaguely aware of the people around him. It was clear that Mik was having an awesome time, he was grinning, laughing, and dancing like someone had just told him he had won the lottery, then someone else came along and told him he'd won it again. He felt so at home here, in this pounding music .. and he didn't want to leave.

Mikado turned and twisted his slender frame around until he was face to face with the stunning Kay. Wow.

.. Wow, seriously.

The ebony and blue-haired man instantly allowed a slow smile to take over his rather shocked expression, scanning the other male's face for a moment or two. The elegant man looked familiar .. But Mikado couldn't put a finger on where he'd seen him from. Taking in his amazing style and attractive features, Mikado moved alittle closer while dancing, making it appear strictly unintentional -- that he was only moving with the general jostle of the crowd.

Mikado mouthed 'Hey' and continued to move languidly to the rythmn.

The shocked expression had only caused Kay's smile to become even more brilliant and bright. He laughed and was pleased that the other continued on to smile. It can sometimes kill the mood if someone just stops and stares. But sometimes Kay uses it to his advantage. But he didn't need to do anything but dance and smile becuase the other didn't stop.

As the other got closer, so did he, so much bumping around, they were practically on top of eachother now. Kay being the (much) taller one almost bent over the other. Almost. But he didn't, preferring to keep it like this.

When the other mouthed 'Hey', Kay returned with a 'Hey' and wink of his own. He was grinning and tosses his head back in an eye catching motion, laughing.

One might think he has a high pitched squeaky laugh. But no.

His laugh was like his voice, smooth, deep, and hair raising. It appealed to many. It wasn't frightening, it gave you that feel like Mikado's song gave him. Kay cannot help who he is and his traits.

He took a sip of his drink before looking back at the other. His silver eyes dancing and gleaming with his happy mood.

No use in talking since they wouldn't be able to hear eachother, now would they? Maybe they should go get a quick something to drink since Kay's cup was quickly empyting.

His eyes locked onto the other's, another song, rather more upbeat and quicker coming on. Even more people crowded onto the dance floor. Obviously this one was popular.

And obviously, judging by Kay's grin and arm that pulled the other closer (if there were no objections), he liked it too.

Mikado was pleased when he watched the curly-haired male inch subtly closer, and he continued moving to the music -- which was all too quickly coming to an end. He still couldn't figure out who he was .. But he decided not to dwell on it. Soon they were very, very close, and Mikado was laughing again. His bright white and green shirt was still clinging to his toned frame, and he moved his head to the music as well, so his eyes weren't constantly on the attractive man.

Not that he didn't want that -- it was just that he looked really cool when he danced like that.

He stopped this, and continued moving the rest of his body in the intense music, as if it was actually pulsing through him, his dark eyes rising to see the guy mouth 'hey' back to him with a wink. Mikado allowed his hand to brush lightly against the other's white-leather clad thigh before moving his head from side to side to the beat again. The eye-catching motion of his laughter was indeed eye-catching. Mik stopped with the head-moving and grinned along with the other man's laughter. Haha!

When his silver eyes caught Mikado's dark, narrow ones his grin turned into that coy half-smile. He felt an arm slip around him and he was easily pulled closer. His chest was almost touching the fishnet-adorned one of the other man, and he let one of his own arms slide around the other's waist as well.

This song was awesome too.

Now this was fun.

These two were attracting attention, and it really wasn't negative, maybe a little jealousy of someone who wanted to dance with either of the boys. Kaylee didn't care. He was like a cat, just give him some attention, a lot of attention, and he'll be happy.

If there was no music, the other could probably hear the purr like noise emitting from the other.

It isn't a surprise that Kaylee looks familiar to Mikado. He's famous, a model, often seen on the walkway or on some famous person's arm on the red carpet. It makes one think, why isn't he at some famous person dance club? There really isn't one here in Bayfield, and really, this place was probably one of the nicest clubs here.

Kaylee's cup was empty after one last drink, but he didn't care. This song was rather long and the DJs break was coming up. It was four more minutes of dancing and then the song was ending.

That's when Kay's mouth made a pretty pout and he shook the glass upside down. That pout was famous by the way. The song was pretty much over and people were slowly oing over to one of the bars to get some drinks.

So as not to lose his attractive companion, he kept his armaround the other and nodded towards the 'V.I.P.' section and bar.

"Want to get a quick something before the next DJ comes?"

Smooth and luscious voice, sweet, to some like chocolate or caramel, or even strawberry. He smiled fondly at the other. He was good at dancing, did he like talking?

Mikado also loved attention; that was one of the reasons he wore his hair in so many strange styles with every colour of the rainbow. He continued moving to the fast-paced song, his arm still lightly around the waist of the other man, enjoying the elegant movements he was making against him. He knew this song, he'd heard it a few times, and was aware that it was going to end soon.

When that lucious little pout formed on his lovely mouth, Mik couldn't help but allow for another smouldering sort of half-smile to take is own lips. So, no more drink. Mikado was beginning to feel a tad thirsty, and when the ivory-clad man nodded towards the V.I.P. section and offered him a drink, he only then realized who it was exactly that had their arm around him.

This was Kaylee McQueen.

His heart did sort of a flip-flop, and he smiled up at the tall man. Well, that just made everything really, really cool. But Mikado wasn't going to start acting all wierd around him just because he was famous. Instead he smiled, and nodded his head. "I'd love to."

Kaylee liked that half-smile. He was half tempted to kiss it off the other's face. Just becuase.

That flicker of recognition that went through the other's eyes almost dissapointed Kaylee, almost. But it didn't. Becuase the other remained smooth and gave a nice reply.

He grinned.

"Excellent."

It was easy to get through the crowd, almost as if they parted their way for Kaylee. Like he was a King. King Kaylee.

Now that has a nice ring to it, now doesn't it?

His grin was ever so bright as he entered, all smiles and greetings as he passed the rich folks (V.I.P. persons) and made their way slowly to the bar. Mikado's bum probably got groped a few times, Kaylee's got a smack but he had only laughed it off and gave the perpatraitor a shove back into his booth.

It seemed to take longer to get to the bar than it did to get through the crowd. Rather sad. But they got there and Kaylee grinned at the bartender but didn't bring out his card. He didn't need to.

"Strawberry Daiquiri for me please and my lovely companion will have a..." He looked down to the other, waiting for him to tell Bill what he wanted. This was nice.

Now, we all know that Mikado really, really likes this club. Great music, sexy people, and not a whole lot of fighting. But that was just the public area; now that he had been invited into the V.I.P. section with a very, very attractive model .. he loved Vertigo that much more.

As the crowd seemed to part like the Red Sea or something for Kaylee, Mikado fought to keep from laughing. Not at them or him, but just laughing in general because he thought that was just one of the many cherries upon his perfect-night sundae. Kaylee was so, so cool. And it wasn't because he was famous, and people seemed to worship him or whatever .. Mikado hadn't known it was actually the Kaylee McQueen until a few songs ago.

They had been having an awesome time before he even realized who it was with their arm around him. And Mikado hoped that Kaylee didn't think him to be some starry-eyed fangirl ..

He was 'snapped' back to reality when he felt a firm squeeze on his rear. The ebony-haired man turned his head back to see another blonde wink then laugh. Mik looked back to Kaylee, grinning, and listened to him order a Strawberry Daiquiri. As he trailed off, naming Mikado his 'lovely companion', he smiled to the bar tender. ".. A Lime Margarita, thanks." He reached into his pocket [which was sort of hard, those pants were tight] and pulled out his wallet.

He's trying to be polite, I think.

When the younger one pulled out his wallet, Kaylee gave a wave of his hand and pulled the other closer, head bent slightly so his mouth was next to the other's ear.

"No need to worry about that, love." His voice was as soft as his breath. "No one cares how old you are as long as you look good and have money or know someone with money."

Money is everything after all, in the unnie world. You can buy anything and everything. Forgiveness, love, you name it. Say no to either of those? What about the flowers and diamonds a man gets for his 'special someone' when they have a fight? And she forgives him then, when instead a little ago when he was apologizing with all his heart she wouldn't accept it? Those beautiful young women who marry an old old man marry him for money. And then those order brides! Get your Russian wife! A docile oriental girl! Anything is possible as long as you have money.

And Kaylee McQueen has plenty of money.

He slips a 100 dollar bill from him front pocket and hands it to the bar keep. No cash back. And he gets a /discount/ for being who he is.

The drinks are quick to come and soon Kaylee is pulling Mikado away from the bar.

"Drink first then dance or drink while dancing love?"

Kaylee's silver eyes look down to Mikado, glittering with amusment. This evening is turning out splendidly.

As Kaylee lowered his head to speak exclusivley to him, Mikado slowly returned his wallet to his fitting jeans pocket. Truth betold, he had actually been getting his wallet out to offer some money towards the drinks -- but after what Kaylee just said, he doubted it would be accepted. Besides, the model had just slipped a 100 dollar bill to the barkeeper.

Within moments he is being taken from the bar, and has his margarita in his hand. When Kaylee asked if they should drink then dance, or drink while dancing, Mikado shrugged and leaned up to speak in the model's ear. "I've learned to hold my drink while bustin' a move, I know I won't spill. What about you?" He pulled back long enough to laugh [although it was drowned by the music] and took a sip of the refreshing drink.

Kaylee laughed himself and waved his drink, tipping his head back and drinking some. It was such a sharp, clear taste to him and he felt more refreshed. Then he made a face, sticking his tongue out at the dance floor.

"Personally, I'm not a fan of this dance song, no techno should have singing in it if you ask me, wanna go sit down and chat for a little?"

Another elegant sip and a smooth chuckle.

"Then when we are slightly tipsy, we can go and have some fun, not caring about the damned music."

He pulled the other to him and led him to a booth away from the others, so they can have a little privacy without much disturbance. He grinned and nodded to the booth, sliding on in. The other can either sit beside him or sit across from him.

The young man brushed back a lock of vibrant blue, a piece of the thick jagged streak that began from the top of his head and to the front. The song was alright, but Kaylee didn't seem to be enjoying it so much, so he didn't try to tug him out to the floor. When he was invited to sit for awhile, he smiled and nodded his head.

Mikado took a sip of his margarita as Kaylee spoke, and he was instantly intruiged by the words. "I'd love that," And he really would. His lean frame was being lead to a booth, and he willingly went along with it. Mik watched shamelessly as Kaylee's slender body elegantly slid into the booth. Mikado sighed happily and followed him, sitting right next to him, and trying to look as elegant as he had getting in.

He smiled, and leaned in closer to his companion. His lips were less than inches from Kaylee's ear, and he exhaled softly so that his breath feathered gently upon him. ".. Thanks again for the drink .."

Oh this was nice.

Kaylee unabashedly watched the other climb into the booth, looking up the other's body with his smoldering, intense silver eyes. He was happy, he acted like aditz, but those /eyes/. They have the ability to make your whole body warm up and your skin pickle pleasantly if he just looks at you. It's just such a strong, intense, sexual look that he has always had, and it's natural too.

He took a sip of his drink and lifted ihs arm, unhesitantly pulling the other's slender frame against his own. He had a sultry smile on, lips softly brushing against the other's when he turns to look at him.

"No problem at all, lovely."

His smile widened slightly, and he crossed his legs, turning ever so slightly more towards the other. Oh to hell with it, he's kissing him.

And so he is. It wasn't hesistant, it was simply giving the other a chance to pull away if he didn't want to. But that was only a second. then it was his soft lips against the other's and then a peirced tongue sliding into the other's mouth. Have you ever heard about people with peirced tongues and how it heightens the pleasure of kisses and other deeds? Yes.

And it only adds more to the fact the he is already a damnably good kisser.

Mikado could feel the other's gaze upon him as he entered the booth. The intensity of this said 'sexual look' was indeed felt and appriciated. The dark-haired young man loved attention, and especially when it was coming from such a beautiful person. His drink was placed gently on the table as he was pulled closer to the model. A shiver of delight ran through him at the light brush of lips on lips, the corners of his mouth slowly upturning into a coy smile.

Mik wasn't expecting the kiss to deepen, he thought it was only meant to be a cute 'accidental' mishap that caused even more to spark between them. No objections, however, the Japanese male was soon parting his lips to allow the studded tongue of the other to slip in. Damnably good kisser was right.

Mikado closed his eyes and exhaled lightly through his nose so that his warm, soft breath feathered against Kaylee's smooth skin for a second time, a slender hand moving gracefully, lightly, over his thigh, up to his chest, and to a rest between the curve of the model's neck and the nape of it. His own tongue was moving in pleasurable gestures all the while, tasting and exploring his strawberry hued mouth.

Oh, now this was nice. Kaylee almost smiled in the kiss, but that would have thrown him off beat and he couldn't have that, no. Instead he just pushed a little farther in, hand dropping to the base of the other's back, pulling the smaller frame up to his own. The other was a very good kisser, too, yes he was.

What else was he good at?

Kaylee almost snorted there, but was able to hold back. Naughty Kaylee, naughty, naughty, naughty. Always thinking about sex and other deemed 'innapropriate' subjects. But he couldn't help it! He was a very sensual - and sexual - person, one who lives off of sex, touch, and other senses.

He also needed air too.

And so he finished up the kiss, pulling back delicately, looking all fierce and haughty, but oh so in a very cat like and Kaylee way that made it perfectly okay and natural for him to be like that. His breathing was easy, and he really seemed unphased, but it was still a very good kiss. He reached over, picking up his glass and drinking it, slowly, before lowering it - glass half-way finished and Mik practically in his lap.

Ah yes. He gave Mik a sly smile, raising an eyebrow at tilting his head to the dance floor.

"Two options...we dance or we make out, I myself, am up for dancing while making out."

Oh. How blunt. But it isn't crude, when the words come out in his svelte, deep voice, no, it just makes them seem exotic and exciting. And it really can be actually.