Too Much Time On Their Hands

The town locals were a bit upset about the club fire and there were memorials held for the people who had died in the fire. It was of course blamed on bad wiring since Alistair had a way with everyone and everyone was on his payroll including the public officials. No one would question it or they would mysteriously die. Alistair was not one to leave loose strings anywhere even if they were innocent. It was just unfortunate if they were and usually a good spell would make them forget everything so he didn’t always have to resort to murder.

It didn’t take long though for Touga and Alistair to get the contracts started for a new club. They called it ‘Dog Tails’ and for such a pathetic name according to Sesshoumaru, it wasn’t a bad set up. The young demon Lord hated it completely since it was more of an embarrassment to dog demons than he could ever accomplish in any lifetime.

Dog Tails was definitely a gaudy place. Of course that was Touga’s doing. He loved the neon lights and wanted it to glow everywhere with these pink neon signs with Alistair shaking his head saying it looked really girly, but the black booths made up for the ‘feminine’ atmosphere.

Touga reminded Alistair it was mainly supposed to be a ‘Ladies’ club and that since it was going to have only male strippers that it was no big deal to make it nice for the females coming in. He had vases of fresh roses brought in for the tables, candle light, and it gave even the darkest corners a nice atmosphere. Sesshoumaru thought his Father’s went insane and would have nothing to do with it.

Kouga was thrilled since he and Miroku had wanted to do something like this for years. Miroku was still a male slut and Kouga loved that about him. Even Michael checked it out threatening to leave only to have Kouga and Miroku talk him into doing the stripping with them. Even Akiyoshi showed up later to join in the fun with the females calling them all morons who would not ever grow up. It was great to have Inuyasha sneak in every now and then to check it out. Still, Sesshoumaru would come dragging his errant mate back home by the ears.

Alistair watched as Touga had a few neon’s removed thank heavens because after the few signs were gone it now looked like a nice club except for the stage. The stage had three poles and was taking up most of the space.

“Touga, we need to expand. You made the damn stage too damn big.”

Touga frowned. He thought that was the whole point.

“But Alistair, how are the dancers going to be able to move on that tiny thing you wanted to build?”

Alistair rolled his eyes.

“It won’t matter if we don’t have enough room for our clients. We are going to have to shut down for another week before the grand opening. You will just have to deal with it.”

Touga pouted. He wanted them to open today. He was ready to see how this was going to go over. They already had a list of dancers and escorts for the ladies set up with exceptional references. Most of them of course being demons since Alistair could control that group. A few humans were picked, but mainly demon and half demons were chosen. There were actually female servers and a female hostess. Alistair felt having men running around with bow ties on with the ladies would distract from the shows. It was best to allow females to serve them and these females were also selected carefully.

“What are we going to tell the staff? They were expecting to start tonight!”

Touga whimpered out.

“We will just have to have them wait. They are still getting paid so they ain’t gonna complain Touga. You worry too much.”

Alistair stated thinking there just was not enough mirrors in the damn place. Yes, they needed more mirrors and the floor was not out of wood. It was tiled. That was stupid. It had to be fixed.

“How long are we talking Alistair? I don’t want you to gut out this place again. This will be the third time and the contractors are gonna quit at this rate!”

Touga felt his mate’s exasperation.

“I am not going to gut out the place Touga. I want hard wood floors since they are going to get dirty and these tiles will just get ruined. It was a dumb idea and we need more tables. This place needs to look almost like a theater except since we have a bar and food we will have to have tables as well.”

Alistair went into the back room while Touga hung his head shaking it cursing Alistair under his breath. This thing was taking too long. They couldn’t keep pushing customers away while they redecorated the damn place every other day.

“I can hear you Touga. Keep that up and I will make you suffer.”

Touga followed his mate pouting. It wasn’t fair and he wanted more say so in this. If he had his way they would just close off the area that was going to be remodeled and open up to the public already.

“I understand liability laws Alistair, but we could put caution signs up………….”

Alistair stopped and looked at Touga like he was an idiot.

“Yes, but we are dealing with humans here. One idiot drunk person will ruin it for everyone else so we cannot count on this since I guarantee some drunk moron would break into the construction area then break a leg or die without my permission. I want it completed first. It is the best way. Besides how hard is it going to be to put in wood floors? I think wood would be much better rather than ceramic tiles don’t you think so?”

Touga sighed. He couldn’t argue with Alistair. He wouldn’t win it anyway.

“Fine, but you better have a miracle up your sleeve because if this place doesn’t open soon we won’t have anyone coming at all. This isn’t a big city Alistair.”

Alistair turned to his mate and talked to him as if talking to a child.

“That is the point Touga. There isn’t anything else out here and I have highway signs up so we will be doing quite well. We will be fine. Now come, we have planning to do.”

Touga followed Alistair into the back where the contractor threw his drafts and pencil into the air feeling like quitting until he saw the money. It was easy to get what you wanted when you had more money than you would ever need and the Tashio’s were loaded.

Soon Dog Tails was to be up and running with the place having more class than before except for Alistair’s obsession with the fucking mirrors. The place had them on the ceiling, on the walls, and around the damn stage. The lights were going to make it hell of hot and Touga insisted on different softer lighting except than the special effects would be all jacked up. In the end it would work out and they would make it work even if Alistair had to kill to get it done.