BIRDZILLA: right-o, this is my first fanfic, and this story is just a bit of a muck around, because at first I only made this as a small gossip story, but I then have interwoven many sub-plots, so tell me if this is any good at all oh and I disclaim any ownership on any characters except Char, Jazz and Mika! I hope you all enjoy the story!

Chapter one! Super Awesome Café adventures!

HI! My name is Mika!

I work in an awesome café called the crazy coffee bean and we get ALL types of customers around here, truly it's insane. I mean honestly the amount of fires I have to put out on a daily basis is stupid, not to mention stopping all the fights that go on in between.

This is a small diary on the crazy things that go on (not including me) oh and this will be in third person so, yeah! I'M NOT CRAZY!

DAY ONE, special of the day; stew

Morning around nine o'clock.

Mika, a gangly brown haired teen with nothing better to do in her spare time is sitting behind the counter looking around, already bored of sticking spit balls to the ceiling with what was supposed to be the customer's straws.

Gah… maybe it would have been better if I had taken up a normal job that actually got customers….but then again…. I would have died from the normality of that job….. This one is a little too exciting though, there has been many times when I have almost died…

It was one of those typical boring mornings where you are the first one to work, when there are no customers and because your two co-workers know that they don't show up until later, you are alone, but you, being the goody-two-shoes come right on time, and so just like the looser you feel like, you are employer of the month, every month. But of course this is just how Mika feels, so if any others feel differently, then whatever.

Then the door bell tinkered as a person walked in.

'AH! A customer!' Mika said jumping up, looking towards the door where the red head had come from; and she paled when she saw who was. He was the very last person she wanted to see, along with Gluttony and a few others whom she could name.

'Hello, my name is Garra of the village hidden in the sand. I see that there is an advertisement in the front window for employees, I'd like to apply.'

'H-ha, U-uhh what advertisement, you must be joking?' Mika says laughing nervously rubbing the back of her head; hopefully this was a really bad joke on his behalf

'This one.' Garra says holding it up

'Crap.'

'I'm broke and I want a job!' he growled menacingly glaring at her while she sank lower and lower into her seat. Petrified was not going to explain how she felt at the moment, it wouldn't even cover just how scared she felt right now.

'Okay, okay! See my boss in the room behind the kitchen.' She said weakly holding her hands up in front of her in defense.

As soon as Garra was gone she started to rock backwards and forwards her left eye twitching.

'It's okay, he won't let Garra come and work here will he? No he wont, defiantly not, he won't he won't he won't….'

'Well I see that someone has hit their withdrawal already this morning!' a cheerful voice cut in from the front of the door. It was her midget of a best friend Jazz

'AHH! Jazz! It's terrible! So, so terrible!' Mika said jumping forward and clutching at the hem at her co-workers apron.

'What's terrible?' she asked frowning

'Garra came to apply for a job!' Jazz dropped her bag

'Wholly shit! You mean Garra, THE Garra?'

'Hey! Worker girl!'

Slowly Mika turned her head in the direction of Garra her left eye twitching again, it was becoming a habit of hers every time she went into a panic fit

'I'm now your co-worker, I was ordered to get to know the rest of the staff.'

'I can see my life flashing before my eyes now….. Must go and insure it……' Mika said in a daze walking off diagonally towards the counter, while jazz fainted her spirit leaving her screaming

Then the door bell went off again, and all three turned around to see Charlotte walk in,

She stopped and looked from Garra to Jazz(who was lying on the ground) to Mika (who looked like she'd see a ghost) and back to Garra again, who was holding his apron and staring at her.

'What the hell?' she asked raising an eye brow, Char was one of those people whom you never messed with, she may not look like it but those thin arms contained strong muscles, and she was one hell of a fast runner, but she was just a lazy person with a sadistic and cynical mind set, and if she was angry with you- you'd begin running, or else you'd be black and blue before you could say, "I'm Joking!"

Since Jazz and Mika seemed incapable of replying she turned to Garra

'You, guy who looks like a homicidal murder, what's going on?' She was also a very frank and in-your-face kind of person

'I am a new worker at this café; I'm Garra by the way, Garra from the village hidden in the sand.'

'Why hello, Garra of the sand.' She said evenly shaking hands with him, booth have placid faces while Jazz and Mika looked like it was the end of the world.

'Garra, I'd like to introduce you to Jazz, who is the cook and Mika who serves at the counter. I am Charlotte, I'm the waitress.'

'Hmm, this is just my luck, I'm a waitress too.'

'I think Garra, that this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.'

'Indeed.' Jazz and Mika stood in the corner, booth of their eyes twitching, and the same thing running through their minds.

"This can't be good."

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The rest of the day was proceeding with enough normalness as possible, even though Mika and Jazz were still a little jittery concerning their new co-worker. That had caused a couple of overturned plates and one tantrum. But as it was lunch time the busiest time of the day, they really didn't have time to be contemplating on what Garra just might do.

'For the last time Inuyasha! Weapons are not allowed in here! So put your friggen sword over in the basket, or so help me I'll call Kagome!'

'No way! You don't have to bring her into this!' he shouted back

'I can and I will, I have her number on speed dial!' the amount of times she had this argument with him….. Gah! It made her want to gouge his eyes out!

'Now now Inuyasha, listen to the lovely lady and just do as you're told.' Miroku said in a soothing tone giving Mika a sly smile

'And you- don't you dare start- or I'll kick you out on your ass and then I'll call Sango!' she said glaring holes in him, waving her sharply sharpened pencil in the air like one would a club.

'Ahhh, so harsh!' he complained sadly while she just rolled her eyes

'Now are you two done acting like you're three? Can you please order because incase you haven't noticed you're holding up a rather busy line!' she snapped angrily, stupid violence loving dolts!

'Okay, okay,' Inuyasha snapped back, 'two servings of two minute noodles, one beef one chicken!'

'Right-o! Table nine!' she said sliding a number towards them and then turned and slapped the order on the open desk behind her that connected the counter to the kitchen where Jazz was cooking like mad.

'Another two orders come through!' Mika bellowed, then turned to the next customer

'Hey Mika! Can I order another bowl of stew?' Asked Edward cheerfully, Ed now was one of her favorite customers, but after dealing with someone like Inuyasha….

'What the hell man? Where do you pack that shit? That's your sixth bowl!' Ed's eating habits never failed to stun her, it was almost inhuman…..

'Can I just have another serving?' he said with a sigh

'What-ever, table seven right?'

'Correct!'

'OI, Jazz another serving on the stew for Ed kay?!' there was a sudden noise of crashing metal pots and pans followed by several loud curses, before Jazz's rather annoyed head poked out,

Oh jeez, Mika thought, here she goes…

'This is the LAST dish of stew you are getting you hear me! Christ!' and she withdrew her head muttering curses the whole way

Then somewhere down the line someone shouted loudly-

'Will ya move it already bean sprout? We're all hungry here ya know!'

'Shit-'

'WHO YOU CALLING SO SMALL THAT YOU CAN ONLY SEE HIM THROUGH A MAGNIFYING GLASS!!???'

'! 'She cried looking for her in the crowd; she was the only one capable of controlling customers when they started fights

She came up surprisingly quicker that she'd seen before and grabbed Ed by his ear and proceeded to drag the ranting boy away to his seat in record time before he could cause too much damage.

Mika sighed and rubbed her temples before getting back too work.

Meanwhile Charlotte and Garra were busy serving people and clearing tables (not to mention keeping hot-headed people under control, which wasn't too hard for Garra considering how intimidating he is) and just as was mentioned before, Jazz was cooking like the devil was chasing her around the kitchen, while her expression suggested that she was ready to kill the first customer that would come and complain about her food.

That poor individual was Haru Soma.

'There is a fly in my stew and its stone cold.' he said in a monotone voice staring ahead at Mika, slightly creeping her out, not many people stared at others like that…. But it was better than talking to Black Haru at any rate….

Mika didn't even have to call for Jazz, she could hear people complaining about her food a million miles away, and at peek hour, she wasn't the easiest person to get on with, which was funny, because if you'd try to wake her up, you'd need an air horn…

'IF THERE IS A FRIGGEN FLY IN IT I"D SAY THAT THAT IS YOU"RE OWN DAMMEND FAULT! AND AS FOR BEEING STONE COLD, EAT IT FASTER NEXT TIME!' she shrieked from with in the kitchen shoving another bowl of stew on to the bench that separated her from Mika and disappearing again within the labyrinth of pots and pans banging and crashing as she went, Mika was glad she didn't start throwing instruments from the kitchen this time round, last time she almost killed the customer

'Err, here Haru, and if you're going to complain again, try not to do it during peak hour- you know how she gets.' Mika said glancing nervously behind her, hoping that Jazz wouldn't crack and actually set the place on fire like last time.

Later that afternoon……….

About now there was only a few stragglers left behind after the lunch rush. So now Jazz and Mika weren't doing very much work, talking actually.

'Do you think he'll try anything funny?' asked Jazz in hushed tones

'It's hard to know, but judging from the looks he gives us, and the way Charlotte seems to be completely at home around him; something is going to happen, and Char ain't gonna do a damn thing about it.' And that was Char's problem, she'd never lift a finger, unless it suited her purposes, and they both knew that she was a hard core fan of Garra's work

'She'll probably help him.' Jazz said her tone grim

Booth girls lapsed into silence thinking of what the future of that formidable alliance will bring.

'Worker girl'

'Eeep!' Mika jumped a mile in the air

'Damnit Garra! Don't sneak up on me like that!' she gasped holding her hand over her heart

'Mop. Now.'

'What! That's your job!' she argued, Mika hated the cleaning job that was why she applied for the desk job

Garras' aura darkened straight away, and he held the mop out and continued in threatening tones-

'You will do the mopping…. or else………'

'O-okay-y' whimpered Mika shaking slightly taking the mop out of his grasp and slowly backing away into the kitchen

Garra then turned his eyes to Jazz, but she was no-longer there; she was hiding somewhere in the kitchen.

Mika stopped mopping for a second and looked around her to see if Garra was watching her

Maybe if I leave now he'll not notice…..

He was, and she let out a noise that sounded like someone had trodden on a mouse, and she went back to mopping really fast. It just wasn't fair that he was using his evil aurora and reputation to do this….

As Mika mopped she could hear Char laughing, which kind of set the sense of forbidding in cement. From now on they'd have to watch their backs.

BirdZilla: right-o, so remember to be kind to review, and I don't mind flames! THEY MAKE ME STRONGER!

Charlotte: no, when you get them you spend the night hiding in your room eating a bucket of icream

BirdZilla: Don't listen to her! SHE LIES!!!! she's just crazy….(edges away slowly, as char glowers at her, then Mika runs past screaming with Garra in full purist)

Mika: I'M TO YOUNG TO DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Jazz: hey wait up! I can't run that fast!

Mika: what are you doing!? HELP ME!

Jazz: (stops and puts her hands on her hips) what do you want me to do? Fire my sling shot at him?

BirdZilla: Ahem, so don't forget to review, and you get cyber cookies!!!