Chapter 1: A new beginning or is it? (1)
It was a sunny day on Earth. Present times. The year was 2023. At the beginning of June, our main character was sitting in his own bar. Drinking his years away. He worked as a bartender, trying to socialize. Because most of his teens he spent them closed off from the real world, because of an old lover that ruined his life. And that is one way to see why he has opened this bar in the first place. Actually, in reality the full story was that he was still an undercover cop, working for the local police. He looked tired, but if you paid full attention to his looks, he was quite charming. He had deep brown eyes, which was one of his better features. His scar on the middle of his nose was due to his work. He had to cut his long hair in particular for this kind of job and now it looks more like some Asian idol, because of his slim body status. His new image was somehow of a person that doesn't talk much, but he was an open book if you got to know him.
"Oy, mate, what ya' doing' " said a voice from across the road. It was that stupid Blake, a character with a nasty past and an even nastier present.
'That guy tried to push me on the wrong path too many times', thought to himself the person infront of him.
"It's all good" answered Del, shrugging him off with a stupid look on his face, the bartender knew exactly his type. "What are you doing here in the bar? You know I hate it when you come here unanounced".
"Naaah, mate, cheer up a bit, I have a little gig near your place and was going to share some tickets with you, but if you are really not in the mood, I could then take your, um, waiter?" - said Blake with a smirk on his face, some nasty lick on his lips, looking straight at the working waiter's ass that was in the Del's bar, without even considering he has ears too and can easly hear him. "What's your name chicka?" - asked with a silent giggle. But to no avail, cuz the waiter was working his shift.
See Blake is a guitarist in an underground rock band, but in his free time he is mostly doing deep underground work for the Mafia, because of his nasty nature, being a bag guy for criminals, and what I mean as a "bag" is he took out the trash. He looks fierce with his tattooed body and piercings, but on the job his long hair was pulled down, pushed back, wearing a suit like those mafia guys use in the movies and you could hardly recognise him. And he is built like God. You would think he is some scrawny guy, when you think that he is doing the dirty work, but there was something hidden behind all the facade of his that not even Del knew about.
'I never thought that that guy would show up on a beautiful day like this.Everytime I see him I want to puke, or punch him so hard that he cant see his good-looking face in the mirror. What is he up to now?" Del thought to himself.
"So, spill the beans already. I know you are not here for my charm, so what's it, and don't pull my leg, you know I can see through you!" - said the man in a serious tone.
"Calm down darling" - Blake's accent suddenly changed. "You should know how the business is with us" he got close to the other man's ear. "Listen here baby" - shivers got into Del's spine. "You know you cant resist me. Just just come already, I have an interesting proposition for you. Just come to the gig, have your fun time and after it there is a surprise for the both of us, but don't stand me up or something will happen to your little place" - Blake smiled at him, how can you not resist that man, even if you are straight.
"Okay, okay God damn it. I will come, just stop with that annoying voice of yours, and brush off your smile, you know I'm not into you." - Del brushed him off with a glowering face.
"You know, you could even bring your waiter, he looks sweet from this side view" - he waved his fingers at the guy that was wiping the bar's tables. The other, now hearing him for the second time, looked at him, then he blushed a little and returned to his duties with a smile.
"Aaah, and stop flirting with my staff, you know how many turned out missing because of your little fetishes" - Del barked at him.
"Now, leave, give me those tickets. I will come, but don't take me for a fool, I know how you guys work!" - he grabbed the tickets from Blake's hands and turned his back on him because it was time to open the bar for clients.
"Toodeloo loverboyyy" - said the rock guy, with another of his voice impressions, and turned his back on the bar.
