Chapter 1:

"Stupid protective brother, stupid family ties, stupid father, bodygu…" a disgruntled male walked towards a pair of black painted double doors.

Before he could finish his mumbling, the door to his left opened. Immediately, a soft voice from the speakers soothed his train of dark thoughts. Who would have thought that? Usually these places have blaring concentration smashing screaming going on. He did not like to admit good things, but it didn't mean that he couldn't appreciate them. And that was one damn good voice, he thought.

"Welcome, honorable princes- dear customer!" Another truly annoying voice corrected itself from next to the open door.

When he looked to his left, he noticed an absurdly white bushel of hair (?) , moving aside to reveal a blushing, but otherwise extremely pale youth. Well, a few years younger than him, anyway. He raised an eyebrow at the weird smile he was receiving, but continued to walk on.

Until, he realized what he had just almost been called.

"Moyashi! What did you just say?" He half yelled at the stupid little idiot who had almost called him a girl! Some part of his brain was mildly surprised at the term of choice, but it was quickly smothered.

"Ah! Kanda, long time no see!" A girl with a cute pixie haircut chirped in, just before he managed to ring the tiny beansprout's neck.

"Lenalee." He nodded curtly. On the inside he was sighing. The target of his mission had just interrupted his other purpose.

"I'm surprised you actually applied here. Your problem must be greater than I thought…"she questioned openly. Kanda simply grunted, not wanting to reveal the fact that he was closer to being blackmailed into the post than volunteered.

"Then is he an applicant? Can I take him to the interview room?" The white-haired youth's eyes were suddenly glimmering, with what Kanda was sure to have been, a trace of evil. But it disappeared so quickly, he must have imagined it.

"No! He already passed that. Please find my brother's office, to sign in on your first day, Kanda!" She glared at the confused vegetable. An internal twinge of pain momentarily clouded his brain, as he imagined, having to see the cause of all this misfortune again.

Almost stiffly he made his way to the door signed 'manager's office'. Before he reached it though, the idiot from before managed to catch his attention. He turned around and looked at another blinding smile.

"Hello! My name is Allen Walker! Pleased to work with you from now on." He greeted with an outstretched hand. He barely glanced at the glove thrust forward at him, before grunting once again and continuing his path to torture.

xxxx

About ten minutes later, one would have seen a long haired male stepping out behind the mahogany door of manager Komui's office in even worse humor than previously, if at all possible.

Barely visible, tucked under his arm, was a brand new black and blue uniform that was too obviously the customized employee dress code. On his way to the staff room he noticed the many curious looks thrown onto him, only causing him to walk even faster.

Just as he took a deep breath, ready to face his demons, the door opened and that irritating beansprout walked in… all sparkly…

"Lenalee said that I should show you around since I won't have anything to do for…" he checked his rather slender watch (feminine, Kanda was sure) on the inside of his wrist, "another hour or so. Though I should warn you that you are not on time! You usually have to turn up around 9 o' clock."

Taking his wordlessness for an 'I deeply apologize and will do better tomorrow', the politer one of the two started his tour.

There wasn't much Kanda had to listen to, as he had inferred mostly everything the moment he arrived. There were groups of cushioned benches around each glass table, each seemingly facing toward a small stage surrounded by a curtain made from crystal shards right in front of the staff room. A grand piano and a microphone indicated that regular shows were performed. When they walked past the ruby painted walls, back towards the entrance, Kanda's attention was caught by the many frames hanging just behind the door that hadn't been opened to him.

At closer inspection, he realized they were photos of the employees. There was even one of him and his usual apathetic face. No way had he taken that photo! His eyes were definitely not on the camera. Suspicious, he bored a hole at his extremely innocent looking guide.

"So this is our 'hall of fame', if you so will. This place has photos of every staff member. Since you are new, you will start at the bottom. Today you will be mentored by our number one, Mr. Mikk ,( who is always late" he sighed quietly,) who will arrive soon. Annoyed, he looked up at the picture of an older tan male with overly styled curly hair. "tche." Great he was going to have to spend his whole evening with that guy.

His glance swung towards a separate column, depicting photos of Lenalee as well as the Moyashi. Underneath each were written the words "waitress" and "porter", respectively, in cursive.

Kanda raise an eyebrow at his guide. "You're the porter?" before cringing on his inside, when he saw the picture of a fiery red-head underneath. That can't be happening, he groaned inwardly. And almost as if on cue, a heavy weight almost threw him on the ground.

"That uniform really goes with you hair, Yuu!" that annoying voice assaulted him. Oh, how he wished, he had Mugen now. "Get. Off. Me. NOW!" he growled. That guy had more energy than a freaking rabbit! And he looked like one too…

"Don't tell me…"

"Yep, this was the part time job I mentioned! They let me do all the administrative stuff because apparently their manager doesn't do a thing! Well, grandpa wasn't really that happy, but this place pays well!"

"Lavi! Get back to work!" Lenalee ran after the red-head, panting. "Good luck on your first day, Kanda!" She smiled ever so friendly. Pretending to check out the rest of the pictures on the wall, he trailed her movements from the corner of his eyes. One possible obstruction sighted, he sighed.

"Oh my! Which beauty do we have here?" A deep voice called from behind.

Kanda looked up to see the exact man whose photo had hung on the left upper corner of the photo cloud on the wall in front of him. Oh, how his guts were revolting already without having to speak to this miscreant of nature….

"So I take it, that this is the newbie, I'll be taking care of? Cute!" the foreign man cooed.

He tried to suppress the Goosebumps slowly rising like pimples on elephants.

"Uhm, so yeah. I'll hand you over to Tykki now, Kanda. If you need anything, don't hesitate…"

"Tche!" the long haired male grunted and walked out of hearing distance before that stupid beansprout could finish his offer. No way Yuu Kanda would ask for help. This was a mission. And he would complete this mission like any other mission he did as a "favour" to the old man.

He glared one last time at the white bushel of hair in front him, before following the foreigner that reminded him of a rapist.

Should have brought Mugen along anyway, he thought while dreading the night to come.


Tell me, is the chapter too short? Too long?

So! First chapter in about a year and NEW STORY! In about half a year! Also NEW fan community… hmm, lots and lots of new here! I do deeply believe that Kanda isn't just some violent brainless idiot, or hopeless romantic, as many do believe. I think he has a rational albeit slighted mind, so I decided to write from his perspective!

Please do tell me what you guys think. Did you notice what setting I chose? ( I sometimes get the idea that that makes me either just as pervy as Tikky or just highly experimental with the motto: I can get Yullen in any setting I choose! ) muhaahhaa.

See you next chapter!