Just a little something I started at 1 am in the morning. I was a bit disappointed to see how little attention Mick was receiving in the fandom, as well as Eiji. There will be a pairing that will be developed, most likely between Mick and Eiji. It's an experiment of sorts and I'm trying to get it to work. There will however be some one-sided or slight or implied other pairings too. So just read, and suggestions are welcome.
DING!
"Ah! Welcome to Shadow Ramen—Oh, w-welcome, Mr. Oji!-- Prince!" Makoto Miki exclaimed from his position at the counter, acknowledging the blond gentlemen.
"And a good day to you, Mick." Eiji, Prince of Ennui, replies. "I see your business is finally taking off again." He adds, looking across the room at the people eating and chatting among themselves in their respective tables.
"Ah, yes, business is fine once again... Not as great as when I first opened, but great nonetheless." Mick says in a jokingly manner while sweat dropping slightly.
"So, Mr. Oji, what'll it be?" He asked while leading the man to an empty table.
On their short way there, Mick couldn't help but notice some of his customers stopping to gawk at the Prince, squealing and giggling beneath their breaths as the two strode past them.
"I'll have a bowl of your Shadow Steak Ramen, please. Thank you." Eiji replies as he sat himself down.
"Okay, right away sir---" DING!
Mick halted mid sentence as he spied from the corner of his eye, a certain carrot head entering the shop. "A-a-a-ag-g-gain! I-it's him!!" He exclaimed in a whisper.
"W-w-welcome, sir!" He says to the orange haired teen, trying his best to stay composed.
Eiji, who was seated just beside the place Mick was still standing, couldn't help but keep his attention at the young man as he seemed to panic at the sight of his new customer.
"I'll have a Shadow Steak Ramen to go, please." The teen, known as Neku, said rather boredly.
"R-right away!" Mick said hurriedly and went straight to the kitchen.
"Well, if isn't the headphones guy, how've you been? Keeping up with the trends lately?" The Prince said, not really looking at Neku, but addressing the said teen all the same with an amused expression on face.
Neku, in turn, made something short of a grimace and replied a bit grumpily: "Been fine, and not really."
"You sure stirred Mick up quite a bit at your entrance." Eiji says while making a sideways glance up at Neku from his seat.
"Psh, tell me about it." He replied in a low mumble.
"Hm?"
"Nothing."
Neku knew very well what was bothering the young shop owner, and he wasn't really all that glad at the wrong assumption Makoto had about him. "I don't swing that way." He mumbled subconsciously, his eye twitching a bit in annoyance.
The prince on the other hand, amused expression gone, stared at the strange teen a short while before Makoto finally popped out from the kitchen with their orders.
Makoto handed Neku a box rather steadily, despite his voice being anything but. "H-h-here y-you go, sir! Th-that'll be f-five thousand yen-- e-uh, please."
Neku silently took the box, handed him a 5k yen bill, and left without a word.
Mick, seeming to have finally learned how to breath properly again, sighs in relief, and approaches the Prince's table and sets down the bowl of ramen he'd ordered.
"My, my, what was that short spectacle about? You seemed so very flustered, Mick." Eiji says, amused expression back on.
"Wha---" Makoto almost shrieks, noticing some of the customers staring. Face turning red, he hurriedly makes his way back to the kitchen.
end chapter 1