-Papou Prince-

Roxas gawked, horror sinking into his stomach as gazed at the café's front. "There's no way-" He squeaked out.

"Don't be such a baby!" Olette pouted, rolling her eyes as she gave the stiffened teen another push towards the tea houses front door that he had abruptly stopped in front of.

It wasn't that Roxas didn't like tea, or had something against tea houses. It was just this particular one…

The tea house was called "The Papou Prince". It was fairly new, Roxas figured it had only been open a year at the most, but the building itself was old and reeked of classy romantics. The wooden frames around the tall windows that covered the front were a rich red, shaded by a cutesy red and white stripped-scalloped edged awning, and even worse were the decorative wooden panels at the front of the building giving the feeling of an 1920's parlor.

No. This wasn't good.

"Olette I only agreed to come with you because you said there would be cookies or something good!" Roxas tugged at his bangs, slouching over to try and make himself even smaller than he already was, praying that no one he knew would see him in front of this building.

"And there is!" She consoled, thin hand reaching out a tugging open the glass front door which gave a little chime.

Sweet mercy, a CHIME.

It only took one more tug and Roxas was inside, staring down at the cream and caramel swirled tiles. Admittedly it smelt nice, really nice, like fresh baked cookies and a hint of that nice floral smell one experienced in large gardens.

Probably from all the woman's perfumes Roxas speculated. Curiosity got the best of him and he dared to look up, and once more he found himself impressed. He thought the walls would be pink and atrociously girly, but instead they were a warm mix between a light red and tan. Various shelves displaying tea cups and matching saucers, typical Japanese souvenir and photos of the same three boys pulling faces or doing various things where lightly sprinkled along the walls along with a handful of paintings to give it a nice blend between a Japanese and English tea house.

"Hiya! What can I get for you!" A chipper voice greeted, making Roxas quickly snap back to reality only to notice that he was sitting in a cushy little booth like seat by the window.

"U-Uh…" He answered back dumbly, eyes wide and searching for his friend which appeared to be MIA.

"First time here?" The voice urged, not missing a beat, forcing Roxas to look up at the sound's owner with great shame. The owner of the happy voice was a boy who could have been anywhere from fifteen to twenty, it was nearly impossible to tell. He had rich tan skin with messy brown hair that stuck out in spikes at all angles. Two sapphire blue eyes sparkled down at him with amusement, his smile stretching further. "Don't talk much do you? That's okay though!" The boy pressed a laminated menu into his hands.

"My name's Sora! I can take your order if you'd like- you'll just fill out a slip and I'll come by and pick it up, or you can go up to the tea bar and order there and Either Riku, Axel or myself can help you! Any questions?" He tugged on his buttoned black vest.

"Um.." Roxas blinked. Where WAS Olette?

"Hey, it's okay! It can be a little confusion your first time here! It's a really unique idea huh? The servers interacting with the guests, half open kitchen to see the handsome boys work!" Sora grinned with pride.

"S-Sure."

Sora giggled, "Well, let me- or Axel, he's the red head wearing the same uniform, if you have any questions or concerns!" He gave a small bow and bounced off to help another customer.

"It's he just the cutest?!"

Roxas nearly jumped out of his skin, "O-Olette! What the heck! Y-You left me all alone!" He whispered furiously behind the menu to his so-called-friend that had taken a seat.

"Sorry, had to use the ladies room," She shrugged, "But you got to talk to Sora, he's the CUTEST! Though Riku's not bad either.." She hummed in pure delight.

"Y-You…" his eyes narrowed, "You told me this place was popular because of the tea. But I knew that it was because of this- This—Host club set up!" He sighed and rested his head on the cool table, his face a shade a deep shade of red.

"I can't believe I let you drag me here."

"you're so infuriating Roxas," She complained. "It's not even that bad! Ugh! Boys and their masculinity problems!"

"I-it's not—" Roxas's words trailed off as he spotted who Sora must had been referring to as his coworker- a tall man with a strong lean build and flame red spikes past his shoulders tied back with a simple black hair tie strode out of the back with a tray laden with green tea and butter cookies in various cute shapes. He seemed to have a permanent smirk on his face, and his teal eyes sparkles mischievously over diamond tattoos on his cheeks. His black scoop vest was unbuttoned and hanging open over the tucked in white button up shirt, his tie was loose and under that it seemed like there was a simple silver chain.

The bad boy type, Roxas thought to himself, eyes still trailing him as he coolly placed the plates of snacks in front of a group of five or so girls. It was hard to distinguish what he was saying above the chatter in the café, but he was clearly quiet the charmer seeming as all of the girls laughed that airy laugh and most fanned their faces like it had suddenly gotten very hot.

"Roxas? Earth to Roxas!" Olette waved her hand in front of his face.

"Sorry- what was that?" He looked away with great effort. It… must have been the cookies holding his attention, not the man.

"What did you want?" She huffed.

"Oh um… T-This." He pointed randomly to the flowery menu, selecting a flaky butter cookie.

With another eye roll Olette filled out the order-form, and much to Roxas's dismay it was Sora who came by and picked it up.

"See that wasn't so bad now as it?" Olette jeered, prodding Roxas's side.

"H-Hey!"

"What wasn't so bad?" Hayner questioned, eyes lighting up with the excitement as the prospect of being able to tease someone arose.

"We went to the Papou Prince today."

"YOU LET HER DRAG YOU THERE?!" Hayner burst out laughing, Pence and even Olette chuckling.

"She tricked me!" Roxas protested ears burning red.

"You know their hiring-" Hayner smirked, "You could be there EVER hour of the DAY!"

"And how would you know! I bet you must go there all the time and get real chummy with them!" Roxas tried to snap back, a pitiful comeback even to him.

"Saw it in the Twilight Times while looking for a summer job," He shrugged casually.

"You know- that wouldn't be too bad." Pence added in thoughtfully.

"You're kidding me." Roxas pursed his lips.

"No, I'm not! You'd probably get free snacks, plus- woman would adore you." He held his round blushing cheeks as he let his imagination wander.

"guess that's true.." Hayner admitted. "Sweet ladies just lovin' on you." It was only two seconds before he was laughing hysterically again. "Dude- I bet the guys working there- I bet they're all gay though! Roxas should TOTALLY work there because, you know you're- haha!"

"W-What?!" He stuttered in horror, "I am not!"

"You could use the munny," she gave a small shrug, talking over Hayner's hysterical laughs.

AN: Thank you so much for taking the time to read this! I'll try to update at least once a week until it's all done! Please R&R :D

Next time: Hayner and Olette where right, Roxas sure could use a summer job- which is a lot easier said than done with the face of a 15 year old.