::Yuri::

Not bad...not bad indeed. An hour in here and two...no...three cute girls already waltz in. The pink haired one was super-hot, the brunette was super-cute, and the violet haired one...probably won't be so bad if she lost the glasses. Let's see...eeny meeny minee mo!

What! That big haired-freak is hitting on my girl! MY girl! So without ado, I left my drink and walked up to him.

"Hey, Dumbass, what the hell do you think you're doing?"

::Hikari::

Woah, this place was see-riously busy today. Questions from all sides.

I smiled at the violet haired girl. "Yeah, there's some spaces- I'm not really supposed to be waitressing. If you ask Keru here, I'm sure he can give you the right details," I smiled encoragingly at him, before turning my attention to the blond hottie in front of me.

"Hey sweetheart, your not too bad yourself." I paused, glancing at the clock. Almost time... "But I only give out my name on a need to know basis." I winked at Keru. I loved this game. "And anyway, I need to go preoccupy a microphone stand." Before the Adonis could reply, I was halfway across the floor.

I'll admit, I was a little nervous. But at least Taichi wasn't here... I skimmed through the list of songs, trying to select a good starter.

Takeru

The purple-haired girl was looking at me expectantly and I blinked, at a loss. "Erm, I'm new here actually," I offered. "I guess you should ask her if you're hoping to work here?" I gestured over to the pink-haired hottie.

Yama was doing what he did best, as usual, flirting with all the girls that were within range. "Hey Yama," I said, wondering if he had even seen me.

Miyako

I frowned as the blonde gave me a quick smile, referred me to the pink-haired girl (who was currently looking busy) and hurried off. Why did he seem so uptight? Remembering the tapping, I turned to see a huge-haired guy standing behind me.

"Yes?"

::Taichi::

First off, the bitch ignored me. No one ignores me!

Then, like icing on the cake, this foreigner comes up to me and starts babbling on. I smiled and nodded. What else could I do, it's not like I understood him. There was one thing that I did realize though, he didn't look happy.

"Listen, I don't know what your trip is, but back the fuck up." I wasn't in the mood to deal with little people. And he was shorter than me so that defended my "little people" notion.

I turned back to the counter to see the purple haired twat was talking to a blond guy. There was another guy in line in from of me. I just had to wait for him to pay. But I was still curious about that damn hair.

Then I seen my angel faced beauty again...Hello Beautiful!

But I was thrown off my one-way track when the purple haired chick talked to me, "Oh, your hair? Why purple?"


::Yamato::

The girl walked away me and I leaned in to watch Mimi make my drink. A flick of blond caught my attention and there he was, "What's up Mini-Me? New job? Your Mommy not spoiling you anymore? Ah," I feigned hurt, "That's too bad."

This was true...his mother. I refuse to acknowledge her as mine. The woman spread her legs and I happened to fall out. It wasn't by choice.

"Mimi, who's the new girl?"

::Yuri::

Dumbass just waves me off like that! That I could not stand. I'm speaking Japanese, damnit. Japanese! Are you so dumb you can't even understand your own language.

No one insults me like that. I do the only thing I do. I tap him in the back. Then I punch his lights out.

::Taichi::

I felt he tap on my shoulder and I already knew it was the idiot who tried to speak my language over the thick, what was that Slavic, accent. "Listen you," I turned to see his fist come straight at my face. It was either take the hit or push the girl out of the way. I chose to push the girl.

And he hit her instead. I bit my lip, intent on laughing at the shocked expression on his face. But I didn't because the girl looked livid. That punch didn't do much to her, so either she was really tough or the guy couldn't hit for shit.

My bet was on the second one.

I looked at the blond waiter who watched in a stunned state, "Can I get a coffee, black?"

: Mimi :

Raoul, the owner, posted a new notice up on the refrigerator.



BASEment? Hmm. I went up front because we were falling behind on beverages, and I noticed Yamato, a regular who knew me by name, was slipping me a bill and asked me for a drink. "Of course, doll." And I went to make the capp.

"Hey, Meems, who's the new girl?"

"The brunette?" my future girlfriend? I added under my breath, "That's Hikari. She just started. Isn't she so cute?"

Most people that came must have referenced me as a lesbian. I've had old girlfriends in when I've been working, and we act all cute and such. The boyfriends never seem to even like this place. It's quaint and cosy, and it's just not their style.

"She seems familiar." I handed him the capp and he was on his way.

Of course, when I try to get back to the kitchen and continue my shift, working on a new batch of croissants, when I hear a bit of a scuffle outside.

Then a crash.

A fight was happening. I undid my smock and went back out onto the floor to see what was going on. Some tourist was beating on a purple haired local girl, near another local guy.

A really, really cute local guy.

::Hikari::

I was so nervous, I was almost relieved when the fight broke out. Note the almost- they better not break anything. Hopefully, they would provide a distraction whilst I think things out. A lot of the songs on the board were quite... how does one put it... raunchy? After what felt like hours, I'd found the perfect song. Street of Dreams, Guns N' Roses. Nothing too hard... of course, one would have to sing it a couple of octaves lower. There was no way I was even going to try match Axl Rose's vocal capacity. Only a fool would even consider it.

One problem- I'd need a guitarist. I could play quite well myself, but I was being paid to sing and dance. I glanced around- there was a pianist, a percussionist... I was beginning to panic, cursing about the lack of guitarists under my breath, when I heard a soft voice behind me.

"I think that's where I come in".

::Ken::

It seems as though I picked the wrong time to get some coffee. This place was bustling with people, and I got shoved even more. I politely excused myself, of course, each time someone rammed into my bruising shoulders, but on the inside, I was seething.

Could they not fucking see that I was walking here? Did I need to wear a florescent pink dress in order to been seen? Did I need to have flashing lights strapped to my forehead to alert these dense people of my presence?

No. I did not.

Instead, I sat in the corner and brooded a little, perking up a bit when someone got punched in the face - they probably deserved it. I figured I'd wait a while until the line calmed down to go up and order. The line wasn't moving any faster, so there was no use in waiting, surrounded by losers who couldn't go a day without a freaking cup of coffee...

... like me.

I chuckled to myself and watched the crowd a bit more, before I heard some music playing. It was kind of quiet at first and I strained to catch the lyrics, but it grew louder and louder. I craned my neck to see who it was, and I purred at the sight before me.

She had one fine ass.



::Jyou::

I pushed my glasses up further and fake smiled at whoever had just bumped into me and caused me to spill my newly-purchased cup of coffee. The waitress who had served me had flustered me a bit - I wasn't used to such beauty - and as a result, I honestly had no idea what kind of beverage I held in my hands.

There were no open seats available, so I carefully treaded through the crowd and found a patch of wall to stand against while I drank my steaming drink. The aroma coming off of it was teasing me and taunting me, but I wouldn't take a sip yet... oh no, I'd learned the hard way that you had to wait at least a few minutes before sipping at freshly-brewed coffee.

Burnt tongues were so overrated.

Miyako

"What the FUCK was that for??" I shouted, turning my attention to the jerk who had punched me! It hadn't hurt that much, but the fact was the he had hit me for absolutely no reason at all.

It was some idiotic foreigner with a terrible accent. That only made me angrier...

I composed myself and walked over to him. He began to look more relieved, as though he thought I was appeased.

Right.

With a swift motion, so that nobody saw it coming, I had punched him straight on the nose. I heard a satisfying craaack and smirked. Take that, wuss.

Takeru

A brawl on my first day! I decided it was probably best to be ignored.

I frowned. My brother had had a sore relationship with Mum for years. "I moved out last week," I informed him, just to let him know that I wasn't the Mummy's Boy he thought I was. "I'm living in one those rented places down the street."

"Hey?" I turned and saw that the big-haired guy was waiting impatiently for me. I managed a smile. "E, sorry, could you repeat your order please?"

Daisuke

Yeah, so last night totally didn't go the way I wanted it to. Those two girls totally shrugged me off - and then add insult to injury this foreigner shows up and within minutes they're eating every word out of the palm of his hand. It was crazy; they weren't even speaking the same language! Well, okay fine, the girls did try to talk in English at least, but after having spent countless summer vacations in America, in comparison to me they completely sucked. But there and then came the big question: just why were they trying so hard to impress this guy?

Of course I pushed myself into their three-way conversation, and in the end neither I nor this Willis character ended up getting laid. But I could tell there was something about this guy. He knew chicks, and a lot better than I did at that! I had a gut feeling that he was faking not knowing Japanese, and that it had been a part of his plan in getting in with those girls, but I wasn't totally sure since we both spoke English last night.

So anyways, all that led me this moment. Here I was, knocking at his hotel room door early in the morning - well, early for me, that is. I knew he was my key. He'd be able to solve all my girl troubles and help me win back Hikari. Or at least the lesser alternative in helping me finally score another girlfriend. Whichever works.

I began to bang louder at his door when I realized he wasn't answering, "C'mon! We're supposed to go hunting for chicks! Wake up you lazy son of a - "

The door finally opened.

::Yuri::

I was holding my poor broken nose. Um... ...aw crap. How do I say it again? Uh...go-men-es-ai?

"I really didn't mean it! I was trying to go for the other guy!"

But the girl wasn't listening to me. Damn it, how can I talk when I'm so busy dodging punches and kicks. I quickly sidestep a kick aimed at my...uh...jewels while holding my nose. Then I cleverly duck behind the big-haired dumbass.

This was NOT the vacation I had in mind when I came here.

::Taichi::

"Damn, take it easy on the poor guy" I pulled the girl back slighty.

I laughed at the guy on the floor, "Put some ice on those, I doubt there's much there. But is still might help, get up I'll buy you a coffee."

The blond guy behind the counter was waiting for my order, "Coffee, black. And an extra large cup of ice."


::Yamato::

"Whatever. So that girl," I nodded to the brunette on the small stage, "Who is she?" I noticed that there was a blond guy talking to her, "Wait, Tak, better question, who is the guy she's talking to?"

Miyako

"Next time, make sure you know who you're messing with!" My boring, sad, singleton life and my crappy day today was really getting to me. I turned back to the queue in a huff. Now I REALLY needed my green tea frapp.

Takeru

I obliged, clumsily handing the cup of coffee and ice to the guy in the queue. I glanced distractedly at where Yamato was pointing to as I starting preparing green tea frapp for the irate-looking girl.

"Eh, that's the new waitress... I still don't know her name. Damn!" I cursed as I spilled ice on the floor. "And I have no idea who that guy is. Why, are you interested?"

::Willis::

It could've been the loud, incessant banging on my hotel door that woke me up. That, or the blinding sunlight. One of the two. I regretfully dragged myself out of bed, limb by limb, and closed the blinds a little. It's not that I dislike sunlight, but in the mornings... Lets just say my eyes just don't enjoy work.

Now, to the task at hand. Who'd be bothering me at this hour? (14:51 to be precise). Woah, back up a step. Who even knew where I lived? I racked my fogged up brain, trying to remember if I'd given my number out to any hot chicks last night... But I couldn't remember anything. Must be the jetlag. I could only hope it wasn't one of those stalker chicks. Oh well, might as well give them a show.

Not bothering to get dressed, I waltzed to the door, opening it with the speed of a doped up sloth. I tried to hide my surprise that it wasn't a girl....

"Hello. And you are..?"

::Hikari::

If I had been nervous before, I was practically comatose now. Fai, the guy playing guitar, was the hottest guy in the room by far. It was nearly time to start, and urgh... I wasn't ready!