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rottingbite · 3 months

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Fenzi/Doll House.

Tom Keifer is the owner of the doll store“Cinderella”.

The setting is that he has loved dolls since he was a child.

He loves the dolls in his shop, so he has no intention of selling them.

He loves the dolls on sale as if they were living things.

As a result, the employees (Jeff LaBar, Eric Brittingham, and Fred Coury) became so creepy with him that they left the store and moved elsewhere.

Employees rarely come to work at the store.

(However, I am curious about the store, so I sometimes observe the owner from a distance.)

One day, David Sylvian came to Tom's shop to buy a doll.

He asked Tom, "Do you have any dolls with beautiful faces?"

David went on to say.

『The most important part of a doll is its face』.

tom answered.

『The faces of the dolls in my shop are all good』.

『This is the one that looks the best!』

He said.The doll he brought out was an L.A. GUNS doll.

(※・・・In Japan, when the 〝face〟 is written in kanji, it can be read as "GUN", so it is a play on L.A.GUNS.)

However, David does not like the face of the L.A. GUNS doll and leaves the store angrily.

Next up is Paul Weller from the Style Council.

(※・・・He is nicknamed ``Check Man'' in this manga. I don't know why.)

Tom says to Paul.

『When it comes to checking dolls, I'm better than you.』

Paul ignores Tom's words and says to Tom,

『Now, here's a quiz. What is my favorite Japanese band?』

Tom answers easily.

『checkers』

Paul ran away in frustration.

Tom ignores Paul and loves Slash's doll.

Next, Jon Bon Jovi comes to the store.

Jon asks Tom.

『Do you have a stuffed animal like Bubbles?』

(※・・・Bubbles: Michael Jackson's pet chimpanzee）

Tom brings out a Michael Jackson doll instead.

『How about a Michael Jackson doll instead?』

John is scared.

Tom：

『This doll's face has been remade many times, so it has cracks, but this is the only one I have.』

Jon：

『How much is it?』

Tom：

『500 million yen (approximately 4 million dollars)』

Jon leaves angrily

『Bye!』

Tom：

『It's half price sale now♪』

Jon：

『I don't need it!』

Eric says to tom

『Tom, you have to treat your customers well.』

Tom：

『The doll is more important to me than the customer.』

Tom wanders around the store carrying a Cure Robert Smith doll on his back.

Eric：

『Hey! Stop dressing like that at the store!.』

Tom：

『Why?』

Andy McCoy, formerly of Hanoi Rocks, comes to the store next.

Andy：

『Hi!』

Tom：

『Hi!』

Andy：

『It's a little early in the season, but I thought I'd buy a May(Satsuki) doll for my son.』

Tom：

『I have a doll that is just right. Mr. McCoy』

Tom offers Andy dolls of Robin Crosby and Joe Elliott dressed as samurai.

Andy：

『This doll's face looks like a beast.』

Tom：

『If that's the case, how about this doll?』

Tom offers a Duran Duran doll

Andy：

『Oh! great!』

Tom：

『The price is 500 million yen!』

Andy：

『Then I'll take out a 50-year loan.』

Tom：

『The down payment is 100 million yen!』

Eric：

『Tom, stop it! it's ugly!!』

Tom is silenced by Eric.

Andy：

『Hehehe... 5,000 yen is cheap.』

Eric：

『Thank you for your purchase』

Tom crying：

『Wooown, my doll was bought!!!』

Eric is stunned：

『・・・understand?』

However····

Three months later, Checkman Weller's doll shop 〝Checkers〟opened directly across from Tom's shop.

Paul：

『Fumiya(Lead vocalist of Japanese band “Checkers”)-kun’s dolls are not for sale.』

Tom finally became interested in business, the three employees returned, and the number of customers at the Cinderella store increased.

(As a result, thanks to Paul, the store was able to run normally, so Eric thanks Paul.)

The End.

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samiwife · 8 months

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The Anti-Social Girl ੈ✩‧₊˚ (Sami Yaffa x Reader)

A/N: This is my first Hanoi Rocks fanfic so if it's bad I'm so sorry, also pls send a request because I would love to do more of these. <3

𓆩♡𓆪= Smut

ੈ✩‧₊˚= Fluff

⋆ ★= Angst

Parties were never your thing. You preferred to stay home and watch tv and read. So when your friends dragged you out of your room to go to a downtown party of another friend. You weren't really fond of it but you still came along because they promised to take you home early.

"C'mon Y/N! It'll be fun! Plus, we'll take you home early if you don't have fun." They said to you, your face unfazed by their pleas. But, eventually, you caved and said yes. Your friends cheered and an hour of getting ready later. You were set to head out. You wore a short light pink sparkly halter dress with white high heels. An outfit a bit out of your comfort zone since you always wore oversized band tees and shorts. But, it was nice to wear something fancy once and a while. While your friends drove you to the party, you sat in the backseat thinking to yourself

"I'm not going to have fun, I'll be bored out of my mind." You looked out the window, passing by all the luxury buildings and apartments. Until you eventually reached the party. You stepped out of the car and walked forward to the house where the party was located. When you walked through the door, the music immediately started blaring and you can see red solo cups everywhere with beer cans. You were also not fond of drinking. All in all, you just weren't a party person.

You walked passed blackout drunks sleeping on couches and couples kissing on tables. You just wanted out. You walked to a nearby corner and stood there checking your phone while the music still blared in your ears. After a few minutes of nothing, you decided to grab some water from the kitchen nearby. You walked over and grabbed an empty solo cup and filled it with water from the sink. As you sipped the water, a tall figure started walking towards you. It was a dude who was completely drunk. You could smell it on his breath and you can also see by the way he walks.

"Hey pretty lady, you came here alone?" He started with a slurred speech from drinking. You were disgusted by his breath. You stepped back a bit.

"Uh no, I came here with my friends." You said with confidence and still keeping the distance between you and the drunk guy. However, that distance was soon gone when he stepped closer causing you to back up even further. But, you couldn't back up any further since now you were pinned against the kitchen counter and him.

"A hot girl like you shouldn't be all alone since there are drunks around that could hurt you." The man says still being too close for comfort. You became nervous now since he was so close for comfort and he was being super creepy.

"You have such a nice body too, such slender hips and nice thighs. It would be a shame for your body to go to waste." The man said in a deep tone, you gulped and tried to scoot away with no avail. You felt more uncomfortable than before. You just wanted to get away from this guy and go home. As you were thinking that, you saw another figure come up and yank the dude off of you. The guy who saved you wasn't as tall as the drunk but he still was tall. He had dark hair that went to his shoulders and not to mention his hair was kinda curly. He also wore a leather jacket with tight black jeans.

"Hey! Can't you see she's not interested." The raven-haired boy said to the drunk guy. The drunk guy scoffed and turned his head to look at the raven-haired boy. The drunk guy looked up and down and chuckled at him.

"Huh and how do you know? She's so into me. She's been standing here the whole time listening. And plus why do you care? So get lost fuckwad." The drunk said to the raven-haired boy. The raven-haired boy rolled his eyes and then his eyes widen a bit. Kinda like he had an idea that went off in his head.

"Well that's my girlfriend you're hitting on, so I suggest you back off or you're going to be on the ground." The raven-haired boy states with such confidence. Your eyes widen, you were shocked by his claim but you decide to play along to get yourself out of this situation.

"Is this true? Is this loser your boyfriend?" The drunk guy asks you making sure the raven-haired boy wasn't lying. You smiled and scooted closer to the raven-haired boy. You wrapped your arms around the raven-haired boy's arm and cuddled next to him.

"Yes, that's what I've been trying to tell you. But you just wouldn't listen." You said while still having your arms wrapped around him. The raven-haired boy smiled and his cheeks flushed red. After a few seconds of silence, the drunk guy stumbled away leaving you and the raven-haired boy alone. You quickly unwrapped your arms and sighed.

"Thank you so much, that dude was a total creep so I appreciate this." You said with such relief in your voice. The raven-haired boy smiled and held your hand to comfort you. You looked up to get a better look at him. Damn, he was beautiful. He had shiny blue eyes that were laced with black eyeliner. His lips were nice and plump. His hair was kinda messy but in a good way. No doubt you were falling for him hard.

"Well, I'm glad I can help in any way I can. I hate to see creeps making girls uncomfortable especially ones who are gorgeous like you." He said with a smile. You felt your heart beat race fast but not in a threatening way. It was beating in a lovey-dovey way.

"I'm Y/N by the way." You said with a smile back. He chuckled and looked into your eyes. His eyes were so pure and beautiful that you felt like you can stare at them all day and night.

"I'm Sami nice to meet you Y/N." He said while shaking your hand. Even his hands were enough to make you faint. They were warm and not sweaty at all. To you, Sami was so perfect and you were wondering if you can stay longer at the party to talk to him.

"If you want Sami, we could hang out somewhere else maybe upstairs where there are fewer people." You said while still maintaining eye contact with him. Sami smiled and took your hand and led you upstairs to a bedroom. You assumed it was his because he seemed too comfortable walking in. In the room, Sami closed the door behind him and sat on the bed next to you. In the corner of his room, there was a single bass guitar.

"You play bass?" You asked while pointing at the bass in the room. Sami smiled and stood up and walked to the bass. He picked up the bass and held it in his arms. He played a few cords and smiled.

"Yeah, I do, in fact, I'm in a band actually," Sami said with such pureness in his voice, which caused you to blush a little. Then you chuckled and said, "Can you play a song for me?" Sami looked up and blushed. He nodded and held his bass in his hands and played a couple notes from a song you didn't recognize. You listened while he played. You were impressed by how he can play. It was nice and smooth and catchy. After the song was over, Sami looked up to see your reaction. You were smiling widely while blushing. You clapped your hand to applaud him on his song.

"Whoo yeah! That sounded amazing. What song is that?" You asked with your arms crossed across your chest. Sami looked down again and smiled. "It's a song me and my bandmates were writing but we haven't released it yet." You were amazed by his bass playing. "You should release it, it sounds great!" You said with a smile. Sami walked over to sit next to you. You can tell he was blushing because of your comment. "You really think so?" Sami said while caressing your hand. You looked down then back up at Sami.

"Yeah, I really think so." You said. Sami then gently grabs your chin and pulls you in closer to him. You closed your eyes, and soon your lips met with Sami's. His lips were soft just like you assumed. Then the kiss deepened and soon Sami's hands were on your thigh gently caressing them. You pulled away and looked at Sami. Sami was still blushing while having his hand on your thighs. You leaned in for another kiss until you heard a loud voice calling out your name.

"Y/N! Y/N! Where are you? We gotta go now!" One of your friends called out. You sighed and looked at Sami. Sami looked kinda sad you had to go, but you assured him that he'd see you again.

"Don't be sad, you'll see me again. Sami." You said with a wide smile. Sami stood up and held your hands. He looked like he wanted you to stay longer with him but unfortunately, you had to go. Then an idea popped into your head. On a nearby table in the room, there was a pen and paper. You walked over to the pen and paper and wrote your phone number on it. Then you ripped that small portion you wrote on and handed it to Sami. Sami smiled and opened it.

"Call me kultaseni." You said while walking to him. You stood in front of him for a few seconds and then you gently pulled him in for one last kiss before you left. Then you walked out the door while turning to look at him. Sami's face was bright like a tomato. And he had a slight lipstick stain on his lips from your kiss. Your friends saw you coming down the stairs with smeared lipstick.

"What the hell happened to you? I thought parties weren't your thing." One of your friends said as you got into the car. You giggled and smiled while looking down at your lap. The thought of Sami made you want to get out more to see him.

"Well, I guess parties aren't so bad after all." You said with a slight giggle in your voice while wiping the smeared lipstick off your face

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