Age: 23
Looks: Bright green eyes, black hair that goes to lower back (straight and layers), 5'3"

Chapter 1 (Saiya's POV)

"Excuse me! Waitress! Where the hell is my check?" a big, balding biker man demanded.

"It's coming right up sir!" I said as cheerily as possible. "I apologize for the wait."

"About time," he snarled angrily when I brought the check for him.

I looked down at the money he placed and saw that he didn't even leave a tip; that bastard.

"Okay, here I am, what should I do?" Zina asked while coming out the back door.

"Jeez dude, where the fuck have you been?" I said irritably. "It's a full house and only me and the bartender!"

"I'm sorry I overslept!" Zina wailed.

"Dude, doesn't matter, come on, we got orders to fill and tables to clean," I sighed and shook my head.

No matter how annoying Zina got, she was still my best friend. I should probably introduce myself: my name is Saiya, and I am a ninja of Konoha. But of course, being a ninja didn't pay too well; so I was forced to get another job, at a bar of all places. An hour after Zina showed up, the place emptied out a bit, and Zina and I could relax a bit.

I've known her for as long as I can remember; we met at the orphanage. Zina is my best and only friend. She's not a ninja like me, but she understands me completely because she went through the same thing I did: her parents abandoned her for who she was as well (her parents wanted a boy and not a girl). My story? In short, my parents were jealous, end of story.

"Saiya, come on! We're getting busy again!" Zina interrupted my thoughts. "Are you thinking about the past again? You shouldn't dwell on it too much; live in the present and look to the future."

"Mhm, you are right, but when we dwell on the past, we can learn from our past mistakes," I said mysteriously.

"What mistakes?" she shrugged her shoulders and disappeared into the back with a stack of dirty dishes.

"Excuse me, waitress, we're ready to order," I heard a voice call from across the room.

"Good evening gentlemen, what can I get for you?" I said smiling.

Both men wore similar outfits: straw hats with paper covers, black robes covered with red clouds, and purple nail polish. Weird club maybe?

"Just some water for now," I heard an ice cold voice.

"Alright," I said, and disappeared.

"Zina, two guys at table twelve want some water; try to get them to order something," I sighed.

"Alright!" she rushed over with water, and came back two minutes later blushing.

"What happened?" I said warningly.

"They're hot, and the blue one wants me," she stuttered.

"Blue?!" I screeched.

She pushed me back into the kitchen and hissed, "Shut up! The black haired one was asking about you! Come on Saiya, let's have some fun tonight."

"No! No fraternizing with the customers!" I screeched in a whisper. "What if they're sexual sadists or something?!"

"Yea right," she rolled her eyes. "But you're right. Jeez, I'd be dead by now if it wasn't for you."

"I love you too Zina," I said smiling a small smile.

"Oh, they ordered nachos by the way," she said hurriedly and disappeared to take another customer's order.

The rest of the night went by slowly. Our shift ended at 2am. Zina and I walked home together.

"Good night Saiya, love you and sweet dreams!" she said hugging me tightly. "And thanks for tonight."

"What did I do?" I asked perplexed.

"You prevented me from having crazy sex with a fish man?" she arched her eyebrows.

"Fish man? Zina, who exactly were these guys?" I asked worriedly.

"I'll tell you tomorrow. I'm beat, good night Saiya!" and before I could interrogate her more, she shut her door.

I sighed and went into my apartment. It was nothing fancy, just a bedroom, bathroom, kitchen and den. I shrugged off my clothes and fell into bed with nothing but my underwear. I fell into a dreamless sleep.

A/N: So I remade this chapter; let's see how this goes? (: Read and review please!