This is the original fictional version of a Kpop-verse fanfic that I thought of, but never ended up writing. It's about an illegal Japanese immigrant, Sakuya, working as a male prostitute in LA. And in rushes the whole world of the Black Market that I intend to expand on and explore. (The Kpop version features Infinite and SHINee as main characters instead.)
The phone rang for a good 10 seconds. Finally, he picked it up with a breathy, delicate, “Hello?”
“Hey, Sakuya, you busy?”
“Ne, you just interrupted my bath. What do you need?”
“Your body. Come over in 30. We have a job for you.”
They exchanged goodbyes and hung up. Sakuya unwrapped the terry cloth towel from around his slender waist and dried off the water dripping down his milky smooth skin. He carefullly applied some cheap lotion before going into his bedroom and heading towards the closet. Chances are, Manato would want him in a rather androgynous get up. Clients fell for that easier.
He opened the plain wooden door to his closet and sifted through the wire baskets on the bottom. Eventually, he dug up his recently cleaned leather set of thigh-highs, short shorts, and a lace-up tank top. He covered this up with a pleated mini-skirt and a shocking red overcoat. He left his dyed platinum blond shoulder-length hair slightly dripping.
After lacing up his combat boots and grabbing his manbag, Sakuya walked out of their apartment. He sometimes wondered if his roommates were afraid of the provocative clothing selection they’d find in the laundry. Neil and Shun were ok sleeping with him in exchange for a place in the apartment, but they were also very nervous and hush-hush about it.
A several block bus ride later, Sakuya arrived at KO’s hide out— Raikou’s house. He walked to the rain-washed side door in the garage and rang the doorbell. Manato’s gruff voice called out the speaker to let him in.