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When his friend Kuroo had actually said his “brilliant” idea, Daichi could hardly have been more surprised, even if he was sober. Suga’s reaction to it was even more bizarre. “That’s a great idea!”
“Have you lost your mind?” He demanded. Asahi was blushing to himself and looking at the table when Daichi looked at him for help. “Really though, Daichi!” Suga smiled. Daichi hated when he did that because it caused his lapse in judgement.
“Well... No, no no no, I’m sorry you realize we would have no idea what we’re doing, right? Or no way to even get something like that off the ground!”
“Psh, please we would be packed in no time. Everyone already goes, but they all have to go out of town. Let’s make one up here!” Kurro said, getting more and more excited.
Daichi finally looked at his last hope, Bokuto, and saw he was truly overpowered. “Hey, I’m up for it all!”
“Asahi, are you really considering being a part of this?”
There was a pause as everyone turned to look at the timid brunet. “Well... there’s this one place I know of...”
Daichi groaned and threw his hands in the air. “Well then, fine! We’re opening a strip club I guess!”
Almost a year later and Daichi couldn’t be more pleased with Kuroo’s ridiculous plan. They really had a huge following and it was almost more than they could handle sometimes, but with Suga’s thinking under pressure, it was never a catastrophe. Kuroo and Bokuto saw to all the hiring themselves, which Daichi constantly had to remind them to at least attempt to keep it together, but they’d found some excellent people. They’d even convinced one of their other friends, Iwaizumi, to come help them out with a little security detail. At least that’s what they told him. What really happened was more like making sure the security they already had, nicknamed “Mad-Dog”, didn’t break anyone and get them in trouble. Asahi had offered to man the bar and surprisingly had picked up a lot of interesting tips from their college days. Daichi took care of the basic up-keep and management of the whole place with Suga helping out with the finances as well.
For the ones they hired, first was Asahi’s friend, though Daichi figure out pretty quickly something was going on between the two of them. Nishinoya was a college student and apparently had met Asahi in some mandatory History class where they became friends. Now he worked nights as a waiter, chatting away with the customers that came and went. The other bartender ended up being a loudmouth that Noya had dragged along named Tanaka. After them came in a tall blonde named Tsukishima. He first seemed extremely cold, particularly to Kuroo who immediately tried calling him Tsukki, but he was one of the only others who’d come in looking for the waiter job so Daichi didn’t really have much of a choice. A few days after that, the other spots for waiters were filled with a raven haired man named Kageyama who almost instantly crashed heads with Tsukishima and another dark haired boy named Ennoshita who seemed to get along with everyone.
Apart from that, they’d hired quite a few strippers too, but none of them had chosen to stick around for very long. Daichi was almost at his wit’s end when one of their best, a college student named Lev, decided he was going back home to Russia as soon as the semester ended. Right after that, the short one named Yaku stuttered out an excuse of “going abroad to study” though Daichi figured he wouldn’t be studying school as much as a pair of long legs. He reluctantly let them go and as soon as he did, the club started to slow again. He panicked for a moment, but Suga assured him that within the week they’d be fine again. Apparently, Kuroo had spotted two people he wanted to ask if they ever had an opening while on campus one day. A tall, spiky haired boy with a “pretty” face and a shorter one with dark hair and another “pretty” face. Suga let him know the spots were open and just as he promised, they had two more employees by that weekend.
Daichi would have been fine after that if also during that week three more people hadn’t said by Friday they too were leaving. He was beginning to remember why he’d been against starting this damn thing in the first place, but Suga assured him everything would be fine. He made a small announcement Wednesday night to the staff that they needed someone to come in and help fill a few empty spots. Not sure for what, Ennoshita thought about three boys he knew who were in dire need of some good money so that very next morning, he told them all to stop by their club after their shared Geography class.
“It’s the only one in town, you can’t miss it!” He said. “There’s a neon signs that says Midnight Allure.”
They all seemed pretty skeptical but Ennoshita was practically begging them. Hinata sighed. “Fine. Just, you know... no weird stuff right?”
“Totally fine, I promise!” Ennoshita said with a wide smile. He quickly ran off to his next class so as not to be late and so the three couldn’t take back their agreement. He figured that the three young boys couldn’t turn down work when it was just offered to them, but he didn’t want to give them the chance either.
Later that day, Kuroo and Bokuto were met with three very shy looking young men who could only be here to fill in their only remaining spots that Kuroo hadn’t already given away. Bokuto circled them, looking them up and down, lifting their arms, poking at their cheeks. Kuroo had caught himself staring a bit at one with brown roots showing through his blonde dyed hair, but he did his best to avoid making it weird.
“You’re hired!” He said first to the blonde. The other male blinked and brushed his hair behind his ear.
“O-okay. Thanks. I’m Kenma Kozume.”
“Kuroo.” he stuck out his hand and smiled a very large smile.
Bokuto gave the approval for Hinata as well; his bright orange locks, he imagined, would attract some lolita types and would open up a whole different door. “You too, Shorty.”
“Hey!” He narrowed his eyes, then said “It’s Hinata Shouyo.”
“For now.” Bokuto said turning to the last member of the trio.
“What?” Kenma and Hinata asked in unison.
Bokuto ignored them and inspected the last one, smiling to ease his obviously frazzled nerves. Kuroo looked at the way he tugged at the end of his shirt and had his doubts. “Bokuto...”
“I say yes.” He smiled mischievously.
“But- I mean are you sure?”
“Positive! I can already see it.”
“You’re so gay.”
“Shut the fuck up this was your idea.”
“Fine, you’re hired too.”
“What’s your name then?” Bokuto asked resting his hand on the other’s shoulder.
“Umm, Yamaguchi Tadashi?” He answered hesitantly.
“Well then, Yamaguchi, Hinata and Kenma, it’s time to meet your stylists, Kiyoko and Yachi.” he smiled and ushered them off into a different room, Kuroo following after.
Hinata and Kenma stumbled over each other’s words as Bokuto led them through the main room to the backstage area. As soon as Hinata caught sight of the stage, he realized just what they were in for.
“Oh my god. Hey umm, so funny story, you see, we-”
“Hey, guys!” Ennoshita waved at them from the other end of the main room and jogged over. He smiled until he got close enough to see Hinata was about ready to rip him in half, Kenma looked like he was in a trance, and Yamaguchi might very well throw up. “Umm, hi?”
“Hi?!” Hinata yelled back.
“Great picks, Ennoshita!” Bokuto said brightly.
Understanding seemed to sweep over him. “Oh... OH, Hinata, I’m sorry! I didn’t-”
The door behind them opened and a young girl with shoulder length blonde hair poked her head out. “Are these the newbies?” she asked gesturing to the three new boys.
Kuroo nodded and ushered them towards her. “Talk later, Ennoshita. Kiyoko has to get them ready, we can only live off of two newbies for a few days.”
Bokuto roped Yamaguchi under his arm and they disappeared behind Yachi before Ennoshita could say anymore of an apology. Behind him, a door creaked open and he turned to see the other servers in the doorway. Maybe it wouldn’t be so terrible for Hinata, Kenma and Yamaguchi to get a bit outside their comfort zone... he never would have guessed he would have been working in a gay strip club, but he was glad for the friends he’d made here.
They’ll be perfectly fine, Kiyoko’s a genius and Yachi will make them feel totally at ease, he told himself as he got back to cleaning before they opened.