Playing with Fire

[Kato_Natsuki]

Kato was looking for her boss. She was dragging a man behind her. He looked ashamed and in pain. Kato had him painfully by the wrist and she wasn't letting up. She would humiliate him in front of all the other clients to prove that she wasn't as easy as the hosts were.

She found her boss in the lounge and practically threw the man to his feet, explaining in quiet words how he took things too far and pulled a knife on her, all for a skeezy fetish. She wasn't ever game for anything like that. Her skin was far too precious to be cut. The boss sneered at the man and some bouncers came to escort him out of the club.

Kato, her feathers ruffled, sat at an empty table and downed two martinis. She had to relax before she could try coaxing another client to give her some money. She leaned back in the chair and folded her arms. She crossed her legs, skirt sliding up a little to reveal more thigh. She knew eyes were on her but she didn't care. All she could think about was how she was out of cigarettes.

[Sakurai_Atsushi]

A day of relaxing.
He took a long slow drag from his cigarette, happy that he had it in his possession. But then the commotion started, and he was jerked from his thoughts. Raising his gaze, he looked at the woman...he had seen her around, but generally paid no mind to her. Sighing, he watched the scene fold out, taking another long drag, this just wasn't his day of relaxing.

[Kato_Natsuki]

She looked around the room, noticing Atsushi and the way he glanced at her. He wasn't looking at her like a piece of meat like the other men in the room, vulgar and licking their lips. No, Atsushi didn't seem to care. But more importantly, he had a cigarette. Kato stood and made her way over to him, putting on a smile and some charm as she sat across the table from him. She knew who he was. Yakuza. But she was a hostess. Flirting with clients was part of the job.

"Hey there. Do you think I could have one of your cigarettes?" She smiled sweetly, getting right to the point. She could chat it up with him if he wanted her to but right now, she needed nicotine.

[Sakurai_Atsushi]

And the next thing he knew he was face to face with the woman, asking for a cigarette.
He raised an eyebrow as he took a deep drag from his own.
"Am I going to get beheaded for it if I say no?" He replied dryly, taking the cigarette packet from his suit jacket pocket, tossing them in the middle of the table.

[Kato_Natsuki]

"No..." She smirked, reaching over to pluck a cigarette out of the pack. She pulled a silver zippo out of her pocket and lit it up, taking a grateful drag.

"Thank you." She said, slowly exhaling. "That man wasn't beheaded and he did far worse than denying an aggitated hostess a cigarette."

[Sakurai_Atsushi]

He inhaled, exhaling slowly towards the ceiling, looking upward for a moment and then back to the hostess.
"It might as well have been the same thing, with the way you were dragging him along like that, and humiliating him..it was probably the same thing to him" He smirked.
"What did he do that was so atrocious to your person?"
Another inhale.
Exhale.

[Kato_Natsuki]

She sat there and smoked, contemplating the man before her. She didn't really care if she lost clients because of what she did. No one was going to treat her like that. Kato sighed, exhaling the smoke and leaning over the table to ash the cigarette in the tray near Atsushi.

"He decided he wanted to try out his kinky sadist fetish and pulled a knife on me after I said no. He threatened me and tried to attack, thinking that I was common whore, I suppose, willing to lick his boots if he asked. That's not how we work here at this club. We have our dignity and we have boundaries."

She took another drag off the cigarette and felt so much calmer for the nicotine in her system.

"Does that bother you?"

[Sakurai_Atsushi]

He tilted his head then as he put out his cigarette, motioning to a waiter to bring him a drink, vodka, naturally...it was his favorite after all, straight up. Turning his attention back to the woman then, he answered.
"Why would it bother me? I'm not him, so...I have nothing to worry about. I'm well aware of the rules" He glanced around shortly...He had just came here to relax, but the thoughts of Uruha not walking around here somewhere plagued the back of his mind...or maybe the host had the day off? That must have been it, it must have been why he wasn't seeing him around.
His drinks came, as he ordered a round of shots, downing one, he returned his gaze back to the hostess, wondering if they were going to continue.

[Kato_Natsuki]

Kato finished her cigarette and watched as Atsushi looked around. It seemed as though the yakuza was looking for someone in particular. Maybe that other yakuza who comes in here. The one that fawns on the blonds. Oh, what's his name... Or maybe he's looking for that dark haired host who's enigmatic ways have made all the clientele interested. Uruha. Yeah. With the soft look in Atsushi's eyes, that must be who he was looking for.

"He's not here." She said, figuring one way or the other, it was the same answer. Uruha was probably with a client and that other yakuza was probably off with that girly neko.

[Sakurai_Atsushi]

Atsu raised an eyebrow then, how did she know?
"..I can see that" He replied as he downed another shot.
"And just how do you know who I'm looking for exactly?"

[Kato_Natsuki]

She smirked at him. Looks like she got his attention. "Well, at first I figured you were looking for that other yakuza. But that look in your eyes made me think that maybe you were looking for a lover. And since the only host you've been seen with is Uruha, I concluded that he was who you're looking for."

She leaned forward and took one of his shots, quickly downing it. "Ah. I'm right, aren't I?"

[Sakurai_Atsushi]

That devious grin broke out then.
"I wouldn't have to look for Karyu, you can hear his men from a mile off, and his stench is even worse" downing another shot he declared his distaste for the other man.
But...she was right about Uruha, how his name just sent his heart pounding, it was all too ridiculous.
"And...lover isn't the correct term, remember the rules..." He commented in an off hand gesture.
"But he is good company" He smirked, looking down into one of the shot glasses, he knew it wouldn't be good if it got out that he was even remotely fond of Uruha the most...he knew the others would take revenge on that, and try to hurt him through Uruha, and that just couldn't happen.