Tainted Love

Belated Birthday present to my crazy fangirl, ASOTA. Hope you all enjoy it though.

"Talking..."

'Internal thought...'

*Song lyrics*

If you want to hear the song later on as you read this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mz58NnknPPU

~Tainted Love~

Yazoo sighed as he shifted the glass in his hands, the heavy beat making him tap his foot despite his disinterested expression. 'New club, new town, same boring shit.' Every once in a while he caught sight of Loz flirting with some girl or another but Kadaj had disappeared among the mass of people on the dance floor. Several times a woman or man would saunter up to him, using the same compliments of how unique and soft his long hair looked, how sexy he looked in his fitting, black, leather coat. Same shit, different voices, all trying to get his number, a date, or simply a night in bed. All ignored or, for the ones that were a little too persistent, glared at until they grew nervous and left.

Despite how attractive the rest of his looks made him, most could never handle a direct stare from his glowing, blue-green cat eyes. More than once, Yazoo would hear "creepy emo bastard" over the speaker system as they walked away from him. 'Weak spined idiots.' He preferred a challenge, someone with fire and spirit, not these easy simpletons.

Sighing once more, he turned his attention back to the dance floor. One thing that actually did pique his interest for the club was a large stage to the left of the DJ with a dance pole at the end of the catwalk. Even though he often turned away any advances, Yazoo loved nothing more than the idea being in the spotlight, for once letting his entire body and mind go in front of the hungry eyes of strangers. His rigid self-control rarely allowed him to indulge however and, watching the drunk idiots that now used the stage, he had little desire to join them. His brothers called him a tease, always presenting himself in such a way that it drew the eye but never allowing anyone to touch.

A flash of silver in the sea of people and he smirked as he found Kadaj sandwiched between a couple, obviously enjoying the attentions of both sexes. His little brother had turned eighteen a week ago and fully relished not having to sneak into these places anymore. 'And that was half the fun!' Yazoo thought with a roll of his eyes.

A sudden silence fell over the club and everyone paused, looking around with curiosity. As the lights dimmed, a large, bald, dark-skinned bouncer came out and easily cleared the stage. A smaller blond dressed in a pristine white suit soon followed, microphone in hand, the spotlight following his every step, "Greeting everyone. As many of our regulars know, my name is Rufus Shinra and I am the owner of Electric Haven. I apologize for the interruption to your evening ladies and gentlemen, but we have just received a rather pleasant surprise. It seems one of our team has graciously returned to perform on this stage for one night only."

Excited whispers ran through the crowd, "You think its HIM?" "...heard he quit!" "Did you hear? Red's back!"

Yazoo set his glass down, the beverage untouched. He never actually drank alcohol but it gave his hands something to do when he became bored in these clubs. Walking over to the railing, he folded his arms onto the banister, watching the stage with interest. One person was enough to cause this reaction from people?

The blond currently on stage gave a chuckle, motioning for silence, "All right everyone. Without further ado, here is our pride and joy, loved by men and women alike. I am pleased to present... Reno!"

The lights went out completely and several excited squeals echoed in the room before a spotlight focused on a single figure now in the center of the stage. The first thing Yazoo noticed was the bright red hair streaming in long layers down the man's back to just below his shoulder blades. He had his back turned to the crowd and head down with his hands on the back of a fold out chair, a simple navy blue suit hanging on his frame. Then as the music began, Marilyn Manson's Tainted Love, the man released the chair and began to sway and walk backwards. His movements were almost hypnotic as he raised his arms sensually above his head. When he stopped and turned his head, flashing a wide cocky grin at the crowd, Yazoo felt his jaw drop. 'This Reno person is breath-taking.'

Slender red tattoos highlighted the man's pale skin and aquamarine eyes, a simple pair of dark sunglasses pushing the wild hair from the performer's face. The dark blazer was easily shrugged off of slender shoulders and thrown into the crowd, much to the delight of several screaming girls. Finally fully turning to face the crowd, the redhead ran long fingers teasingly over his own half-buttoned white shirt, lips parting as though it were a caress from a lover. The tempting hands moved dangerously low, lifting the loose shirt slightly to reveal red tattoo lines arched downward on slender hips and a toned stomach. After that teasing glimpse, the shirt was released and nimble fingers rose to run through long fire-red hair.

*Sometimes I feel I've got to
Run away I've got to
Get away*

As the dangerously seductive figure made his way to the dance pole, swaying with the heavy beat, Yazoo realized that his mouth was hanging open and he quickly closed it. He wanted...no, needed to get closer. The sexual tension in the club felt heavy and thick as the silver-haired man made his way downstairs and to the steps on the right edge of the stage.

*The love we share
Seems to go nowhere
I've lost my lights
I toss and turn I can't sleep at night*

Reno spun on the pole with practiced ease, his movements causing many women to blush and blood to run south in more than a few men. He turned away from the crowd again, hands gripped above his head as he arched his back against the cool metal. As hungry blue eyes lowered, the redhead paused when they fell onto the gorgeous silver-haired creature standing just off-stage.

*This tainted love you've given
I give you all a boy could give you
Take my tears and that's not nearly all*

Yazoo was helpless. He felt like a pale moth drawn to the fiery man and found himself climbing onto the stage without thinking. He saw the dark bouncer approaching from the backstage but Reno lowered a hand and signaled the man to stop. As the bouncer turned away, he crooked a single finger, beckoning the black-clad figure closer. Yazoo was only a few feet from the performer when the stop sign came once more. He didn't want to but he froze anyway, something in him calling to the other man.

A playful smirk revealed a flash of sharp canines as Reno circled the trembling man, a predatory gleam lighting his eyes. Once he was behind the silver-haired figure, he reached around and ran his fingers over the leather covered chest, whispering huskily into a pale ear, "Let's dance beautiful."

*Now I know I've got to
Run away I've got to
Get away*

Yazoo could only nod as he moved with the beat, grinding against the performer in time with the music. Suddenly, he was spun around and pushed back into the pole, his arms locked in a fierce grip above his head. The redhead's free hand reached up to caress a soft cheek before he bent down, biting the zipper to the leather coat and pulling it down.

*You need someone to hold you tight
You think love is to pray
I'm sorry I don't pray that way*

As the black parted to reveal a bare pale chest, the open smirk grew wide on Reno's face, making the silver-haired man think of a fox. He released the man's black gloved hands and rose, sliding his body against the other. His lips were bare inches from Yazoo's as he teased, "Naughty, naughty. Such a bad boy, coming here half naked."

*Don't touch me please
I cannot stand the way you tease*

Yazoo shuddered as he felt that warm breath caress him and his coat slide off of his shoulders to pool at his feet. Fingers ghosted over his slender torso, just barely there and thoroughly torturous. He almost whimpered with frustration as the heated body moved away, that single teasing digit crooking and calling to him again. A mischievous smirk crossed his face. 'You wanna play fox-boy? I'm game.' He slid down the pole to his knees and bent forward onto his hands. He rotated his shoulders, circling close to the floor, before he began to crawl towards the redhead. His entire body swayed seductively, transforming him into a dangerous silver feline stalking its prey.

*Touch me baby, tainted love
Touch me baby, tainted love
Touch me baby, tainted love*

Blue eyes widened as his 'partner' began to crawl toward him. The open lust and hunger in the silver-haired man emanated with such force, Reno had a feeling this one didn't let loose often. Another step back brought the redhead to the fold-out chair and he easily slid back onto it, legs wide.

*I give you all a boy could give you
Take my tears and that's not nearly all
Tainted love*

As Yazoo reached the seated man, he ran a hand sensually over the blue-clad leg before placing a tight grip on a firm thigh and pulling himself up. His movements slowed as he neared the tight bulge in the navy slacks, his warm breath sending shivers up the redhead's spine. He merely smirked and moved higher, his other hand snaking around Reno's neck, pulling his face down until they were mere centimeters from each other as the song ended and the lights cut off.

Silence reigned in the club for several moments before the crowd went wild, screaming for an encore. As the lights came back on the stage was empty. Loz and Kadaj looked at each other with wide grins before leaving with their own partners.

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A/N: Review and I might add another chapter *wicked evil grin* Who knows, it may have some really squishy goodness.