"Hey bitch! Get me my coffee….."
"I'll get it for you in a minute! I shouted back." This was the way that my mornings had always been. Rude customers who had made the assumption that coffee could be prepared perfectly in 2.5 seconds. This was the morning rush,
"Miss, can I get some sugar for my coffee?"
I'll be right with you Mr. Ferguson I said as I rushed by hastily.
"Kagome your late!"
"I'm sorry Sango, I slept in" Kagome said as she threw on her apron.
"SHIT" I swore loudly as I dumped an entire pot of coffee over my hand…
"I don't have time for this!" I threw a cold cloth over it and tried to ignore the fiery pain that was shooting up and down my arm.
It had always been my dream to open up a coffee shop, a little place where people could chat, kick back and re…
"GO TO FUCKING HELL! I AM GOING DOWN THE STREET!!"
"Good luck! I retorted still seething from my hand singing with pain, I love spit in my coffee too! It will go well with the piss that was in your cornflakes this morning!!" Kagome began to laugh to which was silenced with a glare.
"God Sango, did England stick their flag up your ass and claim it as their own again?"
"I'm sorry Kagome, you know how I get on Saturday mornings" I said with a smirk as my smart ass little friend bounded off for the next order.
God she pissed me off sometimes but I loved her none the less all of her little quirky attributes were just the thing that I needed when my voice had gone hoarse with a customer. Something about sending up a four foot twelve employee with bright eyes and a don't fuck with me attitude really threw the customers off. She had also taken the liberty of helping me to design the store and our apartment..
"No Sango.. THAT is ugly.. here give me your credit card.. please!! I promise I will make it look pretty!!" And then it came to the uniforms.. yeah she picked those too.. I was the boss… I swear.. I owned the store.. she just owned me. I never could quite understand why she worked for me. When the store was quiet and the cleaning was done she would wonder over to the mike we had set up for special occasions and begin to belt out her latest tune to which curious bystanders would flood in and before I knew it... we would have a full house. When asking her about it. She would always joke around with me and say that the place would burn down without her even though she was the one who left the coffee pots on all night… however it did result in meeting a few cute firemen who responded when bystanders had seen the flames.
"Sango!!" I was snapped back to reality to see two police officers walking in the door. I turned to Kagome,
"I told you Kagome , no more ordering people to enforce the long arm of the law!!"
" No Sango!! I didn't they aren't from the agency. Remember your birthday is NEXT week." I turned around to look at the officers as one began to casually stroll up to me. "What seems to be the problem officer?" I questioned innocently meanwhile my head was racing at what they could possibly want.. I knew that my ex boyfriend was a drug dealer but I was sure that I had found all of his stashes around the house.. was this a prank..?...oh no… they found out about Vegas, that little runt I was so going to kill hi….
"Miss?" My thoughts were interrupted as I stared up into the most beautiful brown eyes I had ever seen, perfect bone structure, beautiful teeth…
"yyyeeessss?" I managed to stutter out hearing a smirk from Kagome and knowing full well the kind of idiot I was making out of myself. He looked deep into my eyes. He continued as he leaned over the counter and whispered softly in my ear..
"I just thought that you should know…. that your car is being towed as we speak"… it took a moment for me to comprehend what he had just said..
"SHIT!!" I began to book it for the door.. Kagome watch the shop.. I ran after the tow truck screaming but my car was gone. As I stood in the middle of the street I began to feel the bass reverberating through the ground and found myself glaring at the punk sitting at the wheel of the car. I marched over angrily..
"you turn that racket off" I shouted, "I am trying to run a quiet, peaceful, relaxing work environment!!" The music ceased and the shop went silent. I turned around slowly to see all who were present starring at me as the driver of the car smirked. Shit I swore under my breath, you know what turn your hat around.. it looks stupid. I walked back into the store feeling quite satisfied with my remark.
"Kagome. Let's play a game.. okay?" Kagome looked at me nervously..
"Who had my car last?"
"I did.."
"Who parked my car?"
"I did"
"Who didn't notice that it was parked illegally and now my car is impounded!!"
As if this day couldn't get any worse. I slung my bag over my shoulder and threw Kagome the keys.
"You know what.. you close tonight.. I have to go get my car."
angrily I stormed out of the store where the cool evening breeze caught my face.
I continued to stock down the street and now that I was away from the customers and the shop I had finally begun to relax. I dug for a lighter and lit my cigarette…
" you know.. smoking can kill you" I whipped around to challenge the intruder,
" hey I am just trying to light up okay… oh.. I laughed sarcastically its you I am surprised that you can hear anything after listening to your music so loudly."
"so it is true, he retorted.. people do piss in your coffee.. I am going to take this to the media, or maybe even the cops that one that you seemed interested in looks as if he is good at his job"
"Just leave I said as I shoved him away while trying to hide my embarrassment.. I don't have the time or patience for you."
"The name is Miroku", he smiled playfully and began to belt out while dancing around me like an idiot,
"So you had a bad day taken one down you go for the ride just to turn it around.. You know" he said mid song..
"It takes less muscles to smile then to frown and with that he was gone."
What an asshole. I began to mutter under my breath, was my flirting with the constable that noticeable… I found myself mulling over these questions as I dug around in my jacket for more cigarettes… what the? I just had the pack a minute ago.. that jerk had lifted my cigarettes that was the last time I trusted some stupid gay dancing man. Fuck.. I had no money, no car and no cigarettes but took great comfort in the fact that there was a nice tall bottle of vodka waiting for me when I arrived home.
I continued to walk man it hadn't seemed this far when I was ripping down the streets in my beautiful Malibu. Not the classiest of cars, but it was the best that I could afford.. and no matter how much Kagome complained about it.. it got us.. well for now on me from point A to B.
"Sango, your car is ugly, it has dents and you still haven't fixed the headlight. Let's get a Volvo!" I explained to her that they added character to the car and also added security…well from theft anyway I sighed angrily as I thought about my poor baby sitting all alone in the impound lot. I continued to walk down the street and began to hear the faint sound of an over powering bass line echoing through the air… I rolled my eyes, god why can't people keep it down I thought to myself as I continued to walk.. the bass was becoming louder and soon enough I could hear Chad from Nickelback belting out "Animals" clear as day, a familiar voice shouted out the window,
"Hey you want a ride!?" I continued to walk pretending that I didn't hear him the car was now rolling beside me.
" a pretty lady like you shouldn't be out this late.. she could get hurt said Miroku coolly, come on stop being stubborn you are still half an hour away from the impound lot." I glared at him,
"I am fine thank you and I don't need your help."
"Aww come on Clerkie…"
"Clerkie?"
"well you haven't told me your name so until that information is given you will henceforth be known as clerkie".
"just call me Sango" .
He smiled at the mention of my name and I could see the little victorious dance he was doing in his head as he checked off box 1 of his question and answer list.
"will you please let me give you a ride…Sango?" Suddenly my heart skipped a beat as I looked up into his shimmering brown eyes full of hope, full of ideas and ambition.
"No"
" I didn't think it would be that easy, he said with a smirk.. too bad he replied as a cocky grin spread wide across his face because you are just going to end up in my car one way or another." Before I had a chance to respond he had flown out of the car and scooped me up.
" what the fuck are you doing? Put me down! Right now! I'll call the police" he began to laugh at me as he waved my phone in front of my face
"I'm not going to rape ya just let me drive you to the impound lot.
" you little thief first my cigarettes now this!?"
"haha , that was quite clever I just wish I had been around long enough to see the look on your face!" at that moment all went silent and I was now aware of him holding me in his strong arms that were wrapped tightly around me, I could feel his heart beat through his chest our eyes locked and my heart rate began to increase.
"don't you even think about i…."
Before I knew it he had walked me around the the front of his car and thrown me down onto the hood. I could feel the hot metal underneath me as his hands pinned my wrists to the windshield. I felt his body grind up over mine and the warmth of his tongue begin to play over my lips, he smirked at me as he slid his tongue up from the base of my neck as I felt the warmth of his breath creep into my ear,
"you want it he replied"
his teeth began to explore my neck sinking in as his hand slid up my leg, I squirmed in pleasure he smiled and tightened his grip around my wrist and drove his hips into my leg pinning it to the grill of the car. His hand crept closer to where we both wanted it to go he forced his tongue into my mouth and released my other hand as he grabbed me I moaned loudly..
"oh you're a slut.You like it hard…"
he grabbed both of my hips firmly and began to run his hand up against the seam of my jeans, he felt the warmth that I was trying to conceal and then picked me up and kissed me forcefully and throwing me back onto the hood of the car as he climbed up on top of me. I felt his hands go up my shirt and reach for the clasp of my bra which sprang open effortlessly, I wanted it, he wanted it and our bodies wanted it.
I could feel his big hands on my breast massaging them roughly as I threw my arms around him digging my nails into his back, he drove his tongue into my mouth leaving no room to ponder as to who wore the pants. Suddenly I didn't really care that the Malibu was sitting in the impound lot all we had was an empty road and his car. He lifted me up off of the hood of his car and I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist.
"You are such an ass," I whispered
"oh but you love it," he replied as he tore my shirt off. He threw me into the back seat of his car and climbed in on top of me,
"No, no, no, get up," I said. He looked up at me curiously..
"I want to be on top."
He smiled a playful grin. I got up on top of him and sunk my teeth into his neck and began to kiss down to his collar bone..
"there is one problem" I whispered while nibbling on his ear lobe? He moaned.
"Your shirt is still on.. that's cheating." I ripped his shirt off by shear force and began to kiss all down his chest stopping at his belt. I could see his thick hard cock swelling. I ripped off his belt with my teeth as my hands busied themselves elsewhere I began to pry open his jeans and my phone rang. I ignored it and continued on. My phone rang again I got up and said..
"guess it just wasn't meant to be.."
"what no!" he exclaimed.
I flipped open my phone..
"hello?...Robbed…?...I'll be right there."
With that I gave him a kiss,
" We will have to continue this later, the coffee shop has been held up"
"I'll kill the fucker myself" Mirkou said as he pulled on his pants unsatisfied.
"It's okay, I smiled.. after this we can go back to my place for a coffee" He smiled, fired the ignition and together we sped off into the night.
