Tokyo-Zion Academy Times

Chapter Five: Exhibitionism:

March 3rd, 2010.

Anna pretended to be asleep as she took in her husband's gentle touch. Her heart rolled in her chest dressed up in marital bliss. Last night unlocked new heights of ecstasy. Her eyes fell upon her white-pink wedding kimono as it lay slumped over in the chair in the corner. Tsuzuki called it her wrapping paper last night.

"You are my present," he whispered after they consummated their marriage. Anna's mind settled back in bliss as her husband rested his arm around her. He rested his chin on her shoulder. She happily closed her eyes. I don't want this feeling to end, she thought. The sun would be up soon.

Anime Involved: Gurren Laggan and Gundam 00

Creator: Noizchild

Genres: Hentai, Drama, Romance, Shoujo, Comedy

Rating: Y

Summary:
This is a reference to Andy Warhol's factory. Isn't really a full-on series. Just some stories slapped together in no particular order. Kind of like how Warhol's work was. Doesn't make sense at all, but you just can't help but to like it.

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Chapter Two: Top and Bottom:

March 1st, 2010.

7:00 p.m.

Tsuzuki sat in a bar near the guest house that he and Anna were staying in. He still had one more gift to give her for her birthday. Shinto priests came in abundance in this country and the shinigami needed to find the right one. Tsuzuki looked along the bar to his left. A man near the other end drew his attention. He looked about fifty in his jeans and t-shirt and had just finished his last shot. Go over to him, instinct told Tsuzuki. The shinigami got up and walked over to the man. He looked up to see Tsuzuki smiling at him. He raised an eyebrow at the guy.

"Uh… can I help you?" he asked.

"Mind if I sit down?" Tsuzuki asked. The other man shook his head.

Where do madams start? Sandra used to a stripper before she owned the club. She had a man that she adored deeply. That little kitty could only go up. But then, the man left her. She was weak at first, but then she got back on her feet. Today, she doesn't have to work anymore. Yet, her past still wants a piece of her and her money. Looks like she'll have to drill the word "no" in its head-- again.

With pretty women comes bad men. Sandra's ex is back in town. He has eyes for the one thing he threw away. But, Sandra hasn't forgotten why they broke up. There's no way in hell that she'll ever get back with him. Meanwhile, the Yakuza are back in the picture and want control of Gentleman's Club again. Time to battle the thugs back and this won't be easy.

Jewel isn't the only one with eyes for Bianca. Other men want her too. Add the fact that she leads them on and that is asking for trouble for her and Jewel. There is so much one cam take over time. Plus, the club gets a new girl. She's only eighteen and winning clients over. Cat fights ahead. Look out!

Bianca

Friday Night. Alice’s was a bar that had just saved itself through reinvention. Many thought that it was a lost cause, but the owners managed to pull a miracle and turn it around. Today, Alice’s stood proud in Okinawa’s busy night. Jewel Yang sat at the bar with what looked like a cigarette in his mouth. His eyes were out blank at the various faded geisha posters behind the bar. He normally didn’t go to bars. They were just his excuse to get away from his wife. In fact, he liked to play a little game in his head with the clock. He looked up at it right now. Only seven o’clock. He pulled out his cell phone and looked at the screen. No calls yet. Ha! Like she’d ever call him! She’s probably screwing that single father next door. Jewel wasn’t stupid about what was going on. Yet, did he do anything about it? “Better him than,” he reasoned over the past year. Jewel and his wife had grown to hate sex with each other. Both would come up with different excuses to get out of the chore. His wife sought out other men while Jewel hung around the city at night. “Anything not to hear her mouth…” he thought.

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Rebekkah and I came to Logan’s Bar. I let her go in first.

“After you,” I said. She walked into the bar quietly. I followed behind. The bar tender, Logan, looked up at us as he washed a glass.

“We’re closed!” he called. But then, he looked and saw me.

“Oh, Mickey, it’s you,” he said.

I raised an eyebrow at him. “I told you not to call me that.”

“Okay then, Michael.”

“Much better.”

Logan turned his attention next to me. Rebekkah hid behind me. Logan gave her a little smile.

“And who’s this little lady here?” he asked. Rebekkah hid further behind me. I glanced down at her.

“Oh, Becca, this is Logan. Logan, Becca.” The stripper peeked out behind me and gave a little wave.

“Hi,” she mumbled. Logan’s smile widened.

“Very rare that Michael here brings any pretty girls with him. Come, take a seat.” The girl and I quietly did so. Logan set the glass down on the counter.

“So, what can I get you, old pal?”

“The usual for me and a ginger ale for her.”

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