Chapter 0 – Prologue: Cherry Blossom
"Bartender-san?"
"Huh?"
"What are you doing here!"
"I'm here because this is my job!"
"Well I'm here because-"
I yawned as I walked through the streets filled with bright neon lights, signs saying 'love hotel', brothel, gambling areas I felt myself away from my usual self. Coming from the countryside in Japan and being one of the top people in my job wasn't a good thing. 'How come a country girl like you here in this place and in this rank!' Well I had the skills and knowledge to become the leader above you all just because you passed the exam doesn't mean that you become the leader. Everyday, they talk behind my back that's when I need Cherry Blossom. A nice hard Cherry Blossom, mm-hmm.
I walked myself to my usual bar, small, dark, a bit run down but not a bad place to be in. I looked up at the bar with the sign, 'Bar DICE' with a small red dice right next to the word DICE. I opened the door feeling the nice cool breeze from inside hitting against my face and the smell of alcohol, everything was just wonderful.
"Welcome." As the bell of the door made a small jingle, the owner who was at the counter walked over giving me a small friendly smile.
"Well, well isn't it our regular customer Kyomi Sachi. What will you want tonight?" He asked as he led me to one of the seats by the counter. I told him the name of the cocktail I want, 'Cherry Blossom' something that my little friend said the cocktail fits me the best. Though the cocktail was from a host in Ginza host club, it was something that made me a little happy. Well that is what hosts are supposed to do, make the customers happy. The owner told to the bartender to make me a cherry blossom cocktail.
"This is our new bartender Heiwajima Shizuo, he'll be taking care of you for a while. I will be inside doing some few things. I'm leaving it up to you Shizuo-kun, she's our important customer." He patted on my shoulder and waved away into his little office in the back. Heiwajima Shizuo, huh… Heard the name from somewhere but can't really recall anything. Ikebukuro isn't my area anyways, more on Tokyo itself, small details just slip out of my mind.
"Nice to meet you bartender-san. My name is Kyomi Sachi, nice to meet you." He bowed down a bit and went into making my cocktail. Not much of a talker I guess? I thought as I went through my cell phone looking few people to bring into the bar, 'Kishimoto, Onomichi, Kousuke, Nozawa, Tazawa… Nah, they won't come here.' I heard the glass and the wooden table hit against each other, I looked at the pink cocktail. I reached over to the cocktail, sipping it on it lightly rolling my tongue to savoring the taste. Wait, this cocktail is sweeter than the usual Cherry Blossom…
"Hey," the bartender looked over, "Can you make this stronger? It's a bit too sweet for my kind." He took the cocktail and went back remaking another one. This time the pink was a bit darker and the alcohol scent was a bit stronger. I took a larger gulp of the cocktail this time the alcohol burned in my throat. This was just right, this strong feeling helps me relax and organize thoughts in my mind.
"So what made you work here in this bar?" I leaned myself in, looking at the bartender. He had nicely built up body, blonde hair, and dark chocolate eyes. He might have been perfect for my type of job; I looked at the bartender once more.
"Just needed a job, that's all." I see, a person who can't find a job for some reason, being a delinquent I guess? Those students in Kita-kou (North High school) are mostly delinquents, maybe he's from that area.
"I see, well by your body and your muscle under that shirt, you'll be perfect for my job." I lightly said as I took the last sip of the cherry blossom. He asked me if I wanted another cherry blossom, I told him to get me a different kind of drink, his choice. He went into the alcohol shelf taking out vodka, then something from the fridge. He took out the shaker, shaking the two liquids together skillfully.
"What is your job?" He asked me, I weighed onto the thoughts. If I say my job what would he say, would he run away? Would he be all rude and release his delinquent side?
"I don't know, you guess my job is. People tend to stay away from what my job is." I shrugged my shoulders, he placed down a new cocktail in front of me. This time it wasn't crystal clear, it was murky, foggy, like fog. I looked at the cocktail then back at him.
"It's white angel, better than cherry blossom." I took the glass and a bit of liquid go down into my mouth, savoring the taste once more. This time it was sweet but also soft but had something hard in it, something strong, I took another quick sip then it was the opposite from last time. It was hard and strong at beginning then soft and sweet. I looked up at the bartender, who had it's back against me cleaning up the glasses.
"It's so good… I think I'll get into a habit with this one." I rolled the glass around a bit looking at the foggy liquid move around in a circular motion in the glass.
"Are you an information broker?" I looked myself back up to the bartender, I blinked at him.
"Huh?"
"Your job, are you an information broker?" He asked one more, a bit more sternly, I guess bad past with an information broker?
"No, not an information broker, though I do have connections with information brokers. I guess I'll take my leave here bartender-san. Let's play this game again next time I visit." I placed down my cash, grabbing my coat and waved farewell to the bartender.
"I'll see you again bartender-san."
Short prologue but more to come later on after I'm finished typing up chapter 1. She will never be perfect! I mean seriously has anyone seen someone perfect? Never! Even in Durarara! No one is perfect!
anyways, review
I know it's short but this is the best prologue I could get!
Listening to PONPONPONを歌ってみた＝ふぁねる
it's one good song! (warning a parody kinda…)
It will make you laugh and creep out! listen to the original then listen to this! (those who know niconico singers, damn faneru your so damn good!)