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[color=yellow]Takeru + Miyako :: Potgenie
Mimi :: smile-in-ur-sleep
Izzy/Kou :: BertieTiger
Yamato + Taichi :: PrincessJaded
Yuri :: ARCtheElite
Ken + Jyou :: emotionless-robot
Daisuke :: BenignUser
Sora :: xo.Daydreamer
Hikari + Willis :: SugarSpiral

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Australian :: Dingo/Derek
French :: Catherine
Mexican :: Chicho/Rosa
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::Hikari::
This was the place. The sign swinging in the gentle wind declared this to be The Velvet Glove, the newest café in town. It seemed alright enough... the the tinted windows did seem a little out of place in a café... but I suppose that's for later. I flicked a stray hair out of my eyes. This is it.

A bell tinkled chirpily as I stepped in the door. You know the type, one of those automated doorbells? That is going to get annoying. I scanned my eyes over the array of stools, chairs and tables. In the back right corner stood the stage, equipped with a piano, various guitars, and amongst other things, a microphone stand. That was part of the reason I was here.

A sudden movement in the corner of my eye made me jump. A very pretty girl, with bright pink hair, grinned at me. Shyly, I smiled back...

New day, new job, old smile.


::Willis::
Damn, I was HOT.

::Taichi::

"Yo, dipshit. It's your brother, answer your damn phone!"

Here's a fun fact for you. I can't stand my sister. This must have been the tenth message I left her...in a row. I was getting more irritated by the minute. Screw it, I had plans to meet up with a few friends anyway. Might as well pass up the time until I had to be at work.

Then again there were better ways to pass the time. I flipped open my phone and dialed the one person who would drop anything for me.

The annoying song she deemed her "calltone" blared in my ear and then I heard the soft, "Hello?"

"Sora, I'm coming over."


::Yamato::

The sunlight leeked through my window. I rubbed my eyes to push away the sleep. Work was tiring, but I put myself through that so I couldn't complain. My occupation fed my want for a rather comfortable lifestyle.

I rolled over and took note of the time, 9:45. Nice, what the hell was I even up for? Why the hell did my alarm go off?
So many questions...never enough answers.

I seen my baby staring at me from across the room and I felt the sudden urge. Oh yes, it was strong. I needed to touch her, to hold her in my arms, to run my fingers across her pale skin.

"Good morning, Tiffany." I sat down and positioned her in my lap, "I think today is going to be a good day."

I played a chord and smiled to myself.

Damn, I need some coffee.

::Takeru::

The sun was shining brightly and I was hurrying to my new workplace.

I had to admit that I was nervous. It sounds unbelievable, but I've never worked before in my life. Never. I never had any financial problems, my Mum took care of everything, all I had to deal with was school and basketball.

I guess I should've known all along that I would get sick of all that one day.

I only just moved out last week into a dingy little apartment (still in Odaiba, but at the opposite end of where I used to stay), and just managed to get a job as a waiter at some cafe. ...Heck, I knew nothing about waiter-ing. How I had gotten the job, I have absolutely no idea...

I rounded the corner and that was when I saw my destination. The Velvet Grove. A nondescript looking cafe with tinted windows. I pushed the door and went in, the bell tinkling behind me as the door closed... The cafe looked new and was fairly empty. It looked pretty nice actually.

Behind the counter I saw a slender, pretty girl with pink hair. She was smiling and talking to another girl who looked about my age. Both of them looked up when I approached.

Time to be Mr. Friendly again, Takaishi. I flashed both of them a smile and walked over.

::Miyako::

"Hey Miya, I gotta go now. Cover me!"

I grunted my assent as my older sister picked up her tote and rushed out of the store. It seemed like my life had just about come to a standstill after I dropped out of school. Apparently, my family took that to mean that I didn't have a life of my own anymore, and I had to help out at the damn family store whenever the others were not free. I know we can't afford to hire any workers, but still. It was just annoying.

I settled down behind the counter and picked up a newspaper from the stand. Yawning widely, I flipped to the first page and began to read. This was almost becoming a routine.

Damn it. My life is a fricking BORE.

::Yuri::

What I am doing here, I have no idea. I sit in a stool by the bar in the Velvet Cafe, waiting for my order. Why did I bother coming here to Odaiba in the first place? This is nothing compared to Moscow. And the waiters were taking so damn long!

I look up to see a brown-haired girl walk up with my drink. Nothing compared to a good Родник (Rodnik), but it will have to do while I'm stuck in this boring hellhole. I smile at her.

Then I hear it. What is this about a basement? A secret hideout, perhaps? This I got to see.

:: Izzy/Kou ::

There I was, sitting in the corner of The Velvet Grove, stealing their WiFi. Well.. it was free, but every now and then they suprised you with a ridiculous fee. I was only watching episodes of House*, as I couldn't get enough of Hugh Laurie. Damn, that man could sport a beard... aaanyyway.... I was doing that, but I couldn't help but overhear something that the bartender was saying to another customer... a basement was mentioned I think...

House could wait - I gotta check this out!!

* - You didn't think I'd forget about it, when I saw the "other fandoms allowed" notice?!

: Mimi :

Enter hot girl.

Wow, the brunette, was like, hot. Keira Knightley hot. Jake Gyllenhaal hot. H-O-T. And all I could do was grin, grin my best smile, and maybe toss my freshly dyed hair again.

She went behind the counter.
SHE WAS THE NEW WAITRESS? I had to stop myself from hyperventilating. I was going to be working alongside my future girlfriend.

Wait, meems, back up for a second. You know the rules. Only hit on ones that roll your way. So, eight out of nine guys, and one out of six girls. So, as per my ritual, I counted six girls in the room. There were only five at the time, including myself, so I counted some regular with a laptop as a girl. What? There were fifteen guys in the room, statistically, one had a fifty-fifty chance of being gay. Miss brunette was the sixth.

I put on my chef hat, popped out the chocolate piper, and started talking to Brownie.
"Hey, honey," as I call everyone, "you're working here?"

Those statistics are true, by the way. One out of six girls are at least bicurious.

::Jyou::

I pushed up my glasses and bent back over my paperwork, intent on getting the lot of it done within the next hour, before I had to leave for the weekend. The enormous stack stared back at me, mocking me for my incompetence and small bladder. I had visited the bathroom more times than I cared to admit that day, all due to a) the infamous, minute bladder of mine; and b) my sudden urge to consume vasts amounts of coffee, just to see what the fuss was all about.

It hadn't gone over so well.

I sighed and threw down my pen - I was done with this crap for today. I just wanted to go home to my fish (Jacques-Maurice), and have a nice bubble bath with ABBA playing in the background. No one would notice if I left early anyways. No one would care. I picked up my jacket, leaving the damned paperwork behind me, and set out into the streets, intent on getting home as soon as possible.

The only problem was that my sudden urge to be like everyone else had left me with random cravings for caffeine, and I just couldn't ignore them. I spotted a café across the street - The Velvet Grove - and although I was wary of the name, it would have to do for the time being. I stepped inside, and didn't look back.



::Ken::

I twitched as I stood in the large crowd, all waiting in line to purchase some new video game at the local electronics store. I was just there to buy some batteries, but it seemed as though I'd come at the wrong time. People shoved at me from all angles, glaring at me as though I was about to steal their copy of the stupid game, even though they'd probably pre-purchased it five months ago, and therefore had a reserved copy.

I finally made my way to the battery section, where I selected the cheapest kind there was. I wasn't broke or anything, I just couldn't afford to spend money on something as trivial as batteries when I had something else on which to depense it on.

Coffee.

Oh god how I longed for a cup at this very moment. The mouthwatering scent was always enough to send me into a frenzy, and someone in this place had recently had a cup, and was now spreading the delectable scent of my addiction through the air... probably via their breath, but I couldn't be bothered with that thought at the moment. I needed to get out of this place and pick me up some joe.

I paid for my inexpensive batteries and headed out, spotting a café immediately and beelined straight for it.

My salvation was at hand.

::Hikari::

A sparkle-sweet voice chimed up from the open kitchen. H-h-honey? I was momentarily wary, but soon relaxed. A very pretty girl with pink hair and caramel eyes winked at me. I smiled brightly back, grabbing the apron from under the counter and unlocking the till- thankful I'd rememberd the keys I'd been blessed with during my induction yesterday. Now, all I had to do was remember the ingredients for a Orange Mocha Frapp...

"Hey there." I would've liked to start my first day off with a nice chat, but already the place was storming. I took a deep breathe, closed my eyes, and hoped my first customer would be nice.


::Willis::
It was a Saturday. Not only was it a Saturday; it was a Saturday and I was on vacation. Not only was it a Saturday and I was on vacation; it was a Saturday, I was on vacation, and I had a really snug bed.

I would not be getting up for a while.

Takeru

As people started filing in, I felt my nervousness increase. I had absolutely no idea what to do, and the others seemed busy with their own work. Tentatively, I approached the brunette, who was standing the closest to me. "Hey," I smiled at her, "Erm, I'm the new waiter. Is there anything... that I've got to do?"

Well duh, of course there was. This was a JOB after all. God I felt stupid.


Miyako

I threw down the newspaper, bored out of my skull. What was the point?? There were no customers anyway! I groaned and flopped down on the table. That was when I noticed the "Out To Lunch" sign...

Quick as a flash I was out of the shop. Making sure the doors were securely locked, I breathed in happily and started to stroll down the lane. What I really wanted now was a nice cup of Green Tea Frappe with extra whipped cream. There was a new cafe down the corner, and what better time to check it out than now? Humming to myself, I began making my way to my destination.

::Hikari::

I spun out of my trance, right into a cute blondie with blue eyes and a big smile. New waiter? Good, I wasn't the only noob... I smiled again- my cheeks were starting to throb already.

"Hey there, cutie. What's your name?" Heck, if a girl couldn't flirt when she was bored... what joy was there in life? "I'm new too." I stuck out my hand, ready to shake.

Takeru

I couldn't help grinning. "I'm Takeru," I replied, relieved that at least my future colleagues seemed friendly enough. And she was new, too! What luck! Her hand was slender and smooth in mine. "Are you a waitress too?"

Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.

Miyako

I pushed open the door and entered. Whoa, the place was PACKED! I made my way to the counter, where a queue had formed. Clucking my tongue impatiently, I got into line, my gaze resting onto the three staff behind the counter.

... Whoa. There was no other word for it - all three of them looked so - HOT. Especially the blonde guy, and the girl with the pink hair - I swear I've never seen pink hair look better on anyone else!

Maybe it was time for a new job?

::Hikari::

"Takeru eh? I shall call you... Ru." (So what if I had a thing for nicknames?) "And yep, I'll be the girl fighting you for the largest share of tips." I winked at him happily before turning to my first customer.

"Welcome to The Velvet Glove, can I take your order?"

::Taichi::

Yeah...I wasn't going to work today. I'd just call in. My day was already wasted. Sora just couldn't perform like she used to.
Irritably I walked down the street. It wasn't packed but there was enough people to annoy the living shit out of me. I checked my phone only to find that my idiot of a sister still hadn't called me back.

To say I disliked Hikari was an understatement. Let's just say that her birth ruined my life. I would have been more than glad to be an only child. But no...my mother had to get knocked up. Nice...inconsiderate parents.

I walked past tinted windows but something caught my attention...the door opened briefly and I seen the hottest girl I'd ever seen in my entire fucking life. She had pink hair and plump lips. The kind you'd really love all over you.

I shook off my dirty fantasies and walked into the cafe, The Velvet Grove.

There was a lot of people inside but I didn't care. I took my place in line behind a lavender haired girl. I had to bite my lip not to laugh at her. But curiosity got the best of me. I tapped her shoulder, "Excuse me, but why in the hell would you dye your hair that ghastly color?"


::Yamato::

After a quick shower and a wasted morning, I still hadn't gotten my coffee. Despiration didn't even began to cover it.

So I took that short walk to the shop around the corner. The girl who worked there, Mimi I think her name was, knew me well enough. I was there every night before work. She was cute, but not really my thing. Maybe for a quick roll in the sack but that was the extent of that. I think she was a lesbian to begin with.

I walked into the shop and took one look at the long line, no way in hell was I waiting in that.

I walked around the line straight to the front and smirked at the short brunette girl. I looked up at the pink haired one. She smiled at me, and even from behind my dark glasses and black scarf tied around my neck, she knew who it was.

"Mimi," I used my work voice, "Could you be a doll and get me a large mocha capp, no foam, three shots of caramel, five shots expresso, skim milk please."

I slid a twenty onto the counter and Mimi walked away to make my drink. I looked at the brunette girl. She was cute, and a little familiar. "Hello gorgeous, and what is your name?"

Takeru

"'Ru sounds good," I grinned back. I was used to nicknames. Then I remembered something. "You haven't told me your name!"

For a newbie she seemed to have gotten the hang of things pretty fast. I grabbed a piece of cloth that was lying in a corner and began wiping off the counter.

That was when I saw my brother walk into the shop. I hadn't told him I was working here. Boy would he be surprised!

Miyako

Finally!

I flashed the girl my sweetest smile as I scanned the wall menu, even though I already knew what I wanted. Tapping my finger to my chin, I turned my thoughtful gaze to her before speaking. "Are you guys still hiring?"

There was a tap on my shoulder and I thought I heard someone speak, but I ignored that. I needed to hear the answer.