Akihito had arrived to work early as he usually did to get changed but was rather surprised when his boss Gin held out a pile of clothes at him. It wasn't the first time, no, but it usually entailed hours of the twins fighting over what would be best. The two were weird as all hell but he liked them anyway and they took good care of him. He had been very lucky to get this job, he knew, and he loved the two dearly but he couldn't understand their trains of thought almost ever. They talked in complete gibberish - to him at least. Either way, they did their best to keep it a secret that he was a boy, just like he was trying to do. He wanted to be a woman, had wanted it his whole life, and they helped him do just that in their own weird, weird ways. When Gin or Thea gave him a stack of clothes, it was like a gift from the heart.
Or at least that's what he told himself... He had changed from the plain dress he had come to work in into the pastel confection that the girls had found and handed to him. He understood the want to see him in such dress with his fine cheek bones and his love of feminine things but sometimes, he just didn't know what they were doing to him. Tonight, they had given him a baby blue lolita style dress with tall white shoes, leggings and a small little head piece. He had stared at the outfit for quite awhile before finally putting it on and styling his short blond hair in a way that would go with the rest of the outfit. Next came the makeup. By the time he was done with that, no one would suspect he was anything other than a cute little girl. Well, he wished he was a little taller and looked a bit older, but meh.
As he shyly flirted his way through checking IDs at the front door, he got quite a few compliments on his dress, even a few offers for things that happened behind closed doors. He never worried about getting harassed - he could usually talk himself out of a lot of it, but the bouncer hiding around the corner had his back. He was doing just fine, only a few fake IDs and kick outs when a man who looked like he lived and breathed the darkness came up to him as next in line. His face blazed with heat at his features but that didn't stop the root of terror that started in his chest, curling around and squeezing his heart. He felt like he couldn't breathe so when he asked for the others ID, he sounded like it. "Can I... see your ID... sir?" Blue eyes slid up to see the other man's face, trying not to squeak.