(Heero is a mysterious young man who had just happens to end up in Copenhagen, Denmark and works at a doomed café. This story will sort of be an alternate universe of the modern world where some things will seem like it takes place during a Victorian or late 19th century Europe kind of era along with some possibly ancient things mixed with things you see today.)

Chapter One

Welcome to Copenhagen

It was a bright, young and beautiful morning when Heero woke up on the boat he had been traveling in for just a few days along with others. Just mere minutes ago, the ship docked in a harbor in a city somewhere.

"Alright get and wake up! I need to get back home okay?" barked the captain to everyone sleeping on the boat. The man had to say it a few times and finally everyone from inside and on the exterior of the boat woke up. These were mainly poor people who couldn't afford to take luxurious or moderate class ships for sailing and instead were forced to take an old and poorly made boat.

After he got up, Heero got off the boat and upon taking his first step on whatever country he was in, took a look around from his position in the harbor. Though it wasn't a very good look, he could see that there were nice buildings around. But after looking around for just seven seconds, a man dressed in a uniform and so unlike the captain of the shabby boat came to everyone who had gotten off it.

"Good morning ladies and gentlemen!" he greeted gleefully. "If you will, please follow me to the registration office where you'll apply for your visas." Everyone including Heero himself did as they were told. They got inside a building where they all stood in lines and he wasn't quite sure what was going on until he at last got to meet with the woman standing at the desk where a sign that said 'registration' was on it.

"Hello sir and welcome to Copenhagen, Denmark" she said formally letting Heero know now what country and city he was in. "How many people are you traveling with?"

"Just myself" Heero answered.

"And how long do you plan to stay in Denmark?"

He wasn't sure what to say for that. "May I know what staying periods are allowed?..."

"Well sir, you can stay for just a few hours until your next form of transportation comes, or you can stay a few weeks, a month or indefinitely" the clerk explained. He chose indefinitely.

"All right sir, that'll be just fifty euros for now and for any other half years you stay, we will ask you to pay ten more each unless you become a citizen" This time Heero was worried. He had spent every single penny he had just to let that boorish captain on his boat…

"But I don't have any more money…" he tried to explain.

"Well you may stay here but you must earn money somehow to pay for your visa" she said which made Heero relax a bit and she handed him a piece of paper. It was a permit that said he could stay in Denmark but not quite a visa. It would soon expire. For a while now, Heero had been running around from place to place and decided he had had enough of it. He could at least stay here for a while and plan what he would do next. And in order to pay for this visa, he'd need a job.

Relena did her best to clean the small café she and her friends owned in Copenhagen. Well, sort of. Really it was Dorothy that owned it, but the four of them which also included Hilde equally shared responsibility. It wasn't in the best of shape, but she hoped that it wouldn't scare away any of the customers. The wood was old and not healthy looking and the eating utensils were rusted and the furniture wasn't very… clean. And not to mention none of them were great cooks or chefs…….

'Ohhh…if only we had more money…' Relena sadly thought. And to add more to their poor quality café, the business was starting to fail. It just cost so much to pay the bills and taxes for the place and the customers so dissatisfied with the café shied away from it too. She took a seat in one the chairs at a table and laid her head down thinking. Then a thought hit her. She and other girls could hire people! But with skills… and no one wanted to receive so little pay since they couldn't spare much. But it was worth a shot. She immediately put a sign up on the window which said 'Now Hiring.'

'I just hope someone comes…' Relena thought closing her eyes and placed her palms against each other as if she were saying a prayer.

Heero walked quickly around the city looking for a possible place to work which he had been doing so for at least a few hours now. From what he could although he hadn't bothered to pay too much attention, Copenhagen was an active city. Here some freelance performers were having a circus of sorts in the town square with spectators watching. Other entertainment included jazz musicians and there were also a small fighting tournament. But he would have time to see it all later. Now that he thought of that, where was he going to find a place to stay for his time here?

'Damn…' Heero thought. But for now he would worry about one thing at a time. He wasn't too bad for a cook and he wasn't such a bad 'housemaid' either. Was it possible to find employment as a cook or a maid? Maybe, but he didn't know where to look.

His stomach growled.

'I need a job, a place to stay, and now food to eat… and no money…' he hopelessly said mentally. What was he going to do? He felt really down now and-

Heero collapsed to the ground and fainted.

Hilde was passing by enjoying the jazz music being played at the town square. It was what she liked to do in her leisure time and it simply took her away from her worries at the café she worked at since it was failing. One particular musician she was eying was a young man with a long brown braid with dark sunglasses and clothes playing a saxophone. Near him was the saxophone's case where a few coins and some small note euros in it. She stepped closer until she couldn't get any closer because of other people, (most notably girls). Still, she was able to get a fair view if not the best, but when she finally got there, the long braided musician stopped playing and had finished his music already.

"Alright, thanks a lot ladies for coming to see me play this afternoon" he said closing his case with his sax back in. "I'll be sure to come back soon for you all. Wait for me ok?" As he began to walk away, some of the girls began to moan in disappointment. Hilde wasn't sure, but she thought she saw him wave a hand to either her or some other girl near her.

'Oh… he's so dreamy…' Hilde thought infatuated. But unfortunately it wasn't as if she could ever get to know him or anything. Putting that aside, she began to head back to the café to get to work, but when she took her first step into the direction where the café was at, someone collapsed possibly from fainting or something like that.

"Hey, are you alright?" she asked the young man who just fainted shaking him. His appearance was a bit unusual for her. It wasn't often that you saw people dressed in raggedy, old clothes but that had nothing to do with what was going on now. He needed her help.

To be continued…

(It'll get better.)

I will also make this fic have guest appearances or guest starring characters from other animes. I'm thinking about putting Rurouni Kenshin in some time sooner or later.

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