disclaimer:/ I don't own Magi in any way, shape or form.
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Sharrkan stood behind the counter, back to the front door as he polished the glasses on display with a small rag. Only the small radio was heard as he set down each finished glass with a sigh.
The cafe was almost empty, save for himself and the assistant manager, Ja'far, and quite frankly, he really didn't see a reason to stick around. He was wasting his time here.
Jingle-linga-ling!
Sharrkan tilted his head away from the glasses as the bells at the top of the doorway jingled. Just when his shift was about to end too, he thought exasperatedly. He swore he was almost ready to dash out of the little Sindria cafe, if it weren't for the few more customers waiting to be served.
He groaned inwardly as the sound of footsteps filled the vacant room. Oh joy.
It wasn't like he hated his job or anything. No, it was probably the best part of his day. It was just that it was Friday, and Friday meant good, hard man time to himself, but working an evening shift in the cafe was really cutting into his plans.
He sighed, setting down the rag and glass, wiping his hands on his green apron, before turning around to face the customer.
"Welcome to the Sindria Cafe, what would you like to order?" He recited the mandatory work greeting monotonously, his eyes focused on the cash register in front of him.
The voice of a girl was sardonic as she snapped back. "Oh my, aren't you just the definition of cheerful."
Not even fifteen words into the conversation and this person's already bitchier than Ja'far on one of his lectures. Sharrkan scowled.
"Oh, I'm sorry." He apologized with little to no sincerity. "We don't serve cheerfulness here."
He could sense the irritation in her voice as she replied back. "It's rude to treat your customers with disrespect, you know."
"Sassy aren't we?" Sharrkan retorted.
"I could say the same for you."
He looked up at the feminine voice, with a retort at the tip of his tongue when he paused. The girl behind the counter- the customer- she seemed familiar.
She sparked a memory in him, but he couldn't get a hold of who she was. Her hair was a light shade of blue- a trait that would usually be hard to forget- and her eyes were a vibrant shade of blue. A beach bag hung around her shoulder, her hand clutching it tightly. Her skin was slightly wet, and small droplets of water slid off her body and onto the cafe's wooden floor creating puddles he'd probably have to mop up later.
"Hey," Sharrkan snapped his fingers in realization. "Aren't you that smart chick from my Chemistry and Biology classes? Uh… Yamu right?"
The girl rose an eyebrow. "Yamuraiha, actually." She corrected.
Sharrkan shrugged lazily. "Yamu sounds better."
Yamuraiha rolled her eyes. "Whatever." she sighed. "And you're Sharrkan?"
He nodded with a smirk. "That's my name, don't wear it out." When she rolled her eyes, he glared. "So are you gonna order anything or what?"
Yamuraiha's eyes narrowed, flickering towards the menu that hung above his head. "I'll just have some blueberry cake." She answered with a small trace of annoyance.
"For here or to-go?"
"Here, I guess." She shrugged.
Sharrkan snorted, as he slid open the glass case filled with the desserts that Ja'far had prepared a few hours prior. "What, no 'please'?" He drawled, as he reached for one of the plates stacked on the counter behind him.
Yamuraiha huffed. "As if." She crossed her arms. "Why should I say please to the jackass that couldn't even remember my name?"
"Hey, I wasn't the one who walked in here and insulted me!" Sharrkan defended with grounded teeth.
"They're not insults if they're true, stupid." She hissed back. His eyes turned to slits as he plopped a small piece of the blueberry cake on the plate messily.
"I'm not stupid!"
"I beg to differ."
Sharrkan groaned. "Why are you so bitchy?!" He snapped, grabbing a knife and fork. "It was a damn joke!"
"Well maybe I wouldn't be so 'bitchy' if someone could've actually been more kind to his customers!" Yamuraiha growled with a huff.
"Argh, whatever!" He threw the plate down with enough strength not to break it, but to make a loud clatter as it fell onto the counter. "Just take your damn cake."
Yamuraiha flinched, but quickly hid it with a scowl, dumping three silver coins onto the counter. She tsked, grabbing the plate and utensils before sitting down at one of the tables.
Sharrkan glowered at her for a moment as she set down her bag adjacent to her chair, stuffing a forkful of cake into her mouth, before he directed his gaze to where she was formerly standing.
Water puddled around the area in front of the counter, courtesy of the water droplets that dribbled off of Yamuraiha's skin. He scowled.
"You dripping water everywhere!" He groaned, motioning to the pool of water. "Why are you all wet anyways?"
Yamuraiha paused, eyes glancing down at the puddle before narrowing at him. "I'm sorry if I just came from swimming practice."
He eyed her bag, which had slumped over against her chair leg. That explains the beach bag, but…. "Who the hell goes swimming without bringing a towel?" He asked.
She looked down, scrunching up her face. "I forgot it at home, okay?" Yamuraiha sighed sharply, crossing her arms.
Sharrkan snorted. "Good job, genius."
Yamuraiha huffed. "Shut up." She snapped back sharply. He glared, but complied nonetheless.
They bathed in silence for a while, the sound of the crackling radio filling the room as it did before the blue-haired girl arrived. Sharrkan sighed after a moment, as he turned to resume his cup-cleaning.
Yamuraiha took a side-glance at him, a glare settling itself onto her face as she turned back to her food.
"So…" She broke the silence. "Why are you working at a cafe?"
Sharrkan glanced at her. "I thought you wanted me to shut up." He said sarcastically, ignoring the question.
She glowered. "Just answer the damn question!"
Rolling his eyes, he set down the glass. "I work here for reasons."
Yamuraiha set down her fork, as her eyebrow twitched in agitation. "What kind of reasons?" She prompted, restraining her impatience.
"Certain reasons."
She scowled. "You're so annoying, you know that?"
"And you're so nosy, did you know that?" He retorted with a glare.
"All I did was ask you why you work in a cafe!"
"Why I work here, is none of your damn business!"
"Well excuse me for trying to start a conversation!"
"You could've said something else you know!"
"Why the hell are you so offended by my question anyways?!"
"Why are you so into my life?"
"I'm not into it, I just wanna know why you're working here! Is that so hard to answer?!"
"Well maybe it is!"
"And why is that?!"
"You don't need to know!"
The bells above the door jingled, interrupting their dispute. They turned to the door. The new arrivals, a blonde and a redhead, stood in the doorway, confused expressions etched onto their faces.
"Uh, hey Sharr!" the blonde greeted. The redhead followed in suit with a short nod.
Sharrkan rose an eyebrow, giving a small wave. "Hey Pisti. Spartos." He said, leaning back exasperatedly.
Pisti bounced into the cafe curiously. "What are you still doing here?" She asked, as Spartos walked in after her. "Didn't your shift end a few minutes ago?"
Sharrkan glanced at the clock, and sure enough, it was already several minutes after 4:30. He looked at his hands, setting down the glass and rag carefully.
"Yeah."
Running a hand through his hair, he untied his uniform- the dark green apron. He hung it on the hooks on the wall behind him, where other aprons were displayed.
He glared at Yamuraiha as he maneuvered his way out from behind the counter, and made his way towards the door. "Later." He said shortly, making his way out of the cafe.
Yamuraiha huffed, crossing her arms as she narrowed her eyes down at her cake. She stood up abruptly, her chair making a screech as she pushed it out. Snatching her bag from the floor, she exited the cafe, leaving the two other room occupants bewildered.
"Well that was weird."
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an:/ Teehee, new story! :33 Multi-chapter too! Oh god, I hope I finish this, I love the idea of cafes. And SharrYamu, which I think is pretty obvious by now, haha! Please, make this little girl happy and give her your feedback! Sharrkan's weird behavior will probably be revealed in the later chapters (if I actually get there), just saying.
M'kay baii.
-Suka-chan