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Squalo pulled up in front of an abandoned looking building. In fact it seemed like there was no life what-so-ever in this area. He killed the engine and pulled the keys out of the car. He stepped outside of it and someone rushed out to greet him, "My i take your keys?" A scrawny boy in similar clothing asked. Squalo tossed him the keys and the boy gave him a piece of paper.

"Give that to me after." He said and got in the car and put a matching piece of paper in the window. He drove off with the car and squalo pulled another item out of his boot. His cell phone. He flicked it on and searched his texts for something. "There it is." He muttered and went around the building to the back motioning for the two t follow. He came to a rinky-dink shed and pushed open the door.

Inside the shed there was a wood floor. Squalo searched for something a bit and finally found a metal pole about as long as his forearm with a flat end. He brought the end to one of the planks and tested it out. That didn't work. He tried it out a few more times in different spaces until he found purchase and it sunk through the gap. He pushed down until the a 3X3 square of the floor came off. He grinned and hid the pole in a different area in the shed and pushed aside the 'floor'. There was a very long staircase that was very dark and steep that led down. "After you."

Squalo followed them both down the stairs after putting the floor back into place. He felt it getting a tad bit hotter and stuffier as they went further down. When the reached the bottom...the scene in front of them was blinding. It was over crowded. There was strobing lights. People laughing and yelling.

Squalo handed yamamoto a bottle of water that he had brought with him, "Remember what i said." He didn't like how he usually did though. Then he went into the crowd and over to the bar...where he promptly ordered something called an electric chair...which was neon green.

Squalo downed most of his drink. It had a very fruity taste to it. He didn't get it for that. No. He got it because it did this to yo--

He attempted to get off his chair and fell on his face. Someone helped him up but he was too drunk to tell if that person was trying to get at him. Which he was. But squalo didnt notice.

Squalo tried to push away but ended up clinging to Yamamoto, "'Course 'm frigg'n ok." He Slurred heavily. His world was dizzy and he felt so light and warm, "W'nna dance?"

"I can. An i will." He growled and took the bottle from Yamamoto and put it down on the bar counter before shoving him in the middle of the crowd. He still clung to the boy desperation but he started swaying heavily to the music and dragged Yamamoto along with him from the death grip he had on his shirt.

Squalo groaned. He was lost in the music now and had no clue of what he was doing. He started grinding against Yamamoto and sucking on his neck and bitting down on it. The lower half of his body felt rather warm as well. "Ahhh." He moaned. He ground against the boy harder. "Do somethin'." He ordered.

"I's fine. Tha' how it supposed to be." He Grabbed poor little yamamoto in a vulnerable area and toyed with him a bit, "You want this. You want me." He said in a purr. Happy with himself he got a reaction out of this person. Who he felt like he knew...but could not remember for the life of him.