Inoue walked Keiko to 'The Master's Parlor'. That was the name of the maid cafe Keiko worked at. It was a small cafe but if never failed to bring in customers, especially boys. The uniforms were modest but tasteful and always looked good on the girls. Keiko hated it with a passion but getting another job was out of the question and the experience made her a better people-person. She would walk in an greet her boss Ms. Sakura, a middle aged woman with a very beautiful face and charming personality. Then she would go to the employee lockers and change into her uniform while Inoue would sit at one of the open tables. All the other employees were either working or taking a break and it was time for Keiko's shift. She would work the back of the cafe where all the shamed guys were.

"Welcome Masters. How may I serve you?"

That was what Keiko normally said when she would greet customers. She would put on a cute smile and take their orders. It was her daily job routine and she never made a mistake. It was all an act though. She hated the cute smiles, the 'master' calling, the short maid outfits, and the girly-girl attitude, but it was all to make money.

"Your doing great Keiko." Inoue smiled as Keiko sat beside her for her break.
"Yeah but I hate it. Its too cute and sweet. Im gonna be sick. You should work here with me to make it a lot easier. You'd be good at it."

"Sorry. If there was an opening I would, but you heard Ms. Sakura, there can only be so many maids."

"I know. I just hate pretending to be something im not."

She got up as she finished the smoothie she ordered.

"Need anything else Inoue?"

"No. I have to get home and clean. Im also making my special spinach jello with chocolate and tomatoes."

"Uhh...you do that."

Inoue payed for her food and left. 'How does she stomach all that?' Keiko thought. Her best friend's appetite was certainly unique. She cleaned up the table for the next customer but a familiar voice stopped her cold.

"Seriously man, if we're caught in here our reputation is beyond ruined!" a lanky figure shouted.
"Quit bitchin'! Szayel told me this place has great stuff."

"Since when do you listen to Szayel?"

"Just shut up and lets get a seat."

"Lets sit in the back. I dont want anyone to see us."

Keiko's eyes almost popped in her head when she noticed the voices were coming from Grimmjow and Nnoitra. She couldnt believe them of all people would come to a maid cafe, but here they were and they were going to one of her tables. As they sat down, she walked to Ms. Sakura a bit worried.

"Um, can you assign someone else to that table ma'am?"

"Why? Whats wrong?"

"Well, um, those guys look kinda...rowdy and I dont know if I can handle it."

"Just give them your famous smile and im sure you'll be ok. They're probably not THAT tough if they wanted to eat here. Go on. Show me what you got." Ms. Sakura smiled.

A big lump sat in Keiko's throat. She just wanted to die. If the King saw her in this frilly uniform he would probably laugh at her. That's what she feared the most, but she had to do her job no matter what or who walked in the door. She took a deep breath and relaxed. 'Just pretend it's not them.' she thought. Once the shiver from her legs went away, she confidently walked to the table.

"Welcome Masters. How may I serve you?" she said with a big fake smile.

Once the guys realized who she was, their jaws almost dropped.
"Keiko! Is that you? Grimmjow asked, eyes widened.
"Mmmmhm." she said cute-like.
"Wow! You work here? Thats pretty good! I like it." he chuckled.

She saw a smirk curl on Grimmjow's lips and her heart raced, but she kept her smile and cheerful aura.
"What would you like this afternoon?"

"I dont really know seeing as how Grimmjow dragged me in-OWW!" Nnoitra yelped in pain as Grimmjow kicked his shin under the table.
"What do you think is good?"

"Oh well. I really like the smoothies. Strawberry has to be my favorite."

"Then we'll have that."

"Ill bring it right away masters."

Keiko walked off to the kitchen counter and put in the order. She caught her breath and felt her face turning red. 'I cant believe it. He didnt laugh at me or make fun of me.' Keiko thought. 'I guess my whole perception of him was wrong. He really is a pretty cool guy.'

Once the order was ready she walked back to the guys table where it seemed they were talking a bit in secrecy.

"Sorry for keeping you. Here you go." She put the smoothies on the table and smiled. "Anything else I can get you?"

"Not that I can think of." Grimmjow smirked and lightly nodded to Nnoitra.

Nnoitra picked up his smoothie lightly nudging his phone and it fell to the floor.
"Oh shit. Can you get that for me Keiko."

"Yes sir."

She started to bend over to pick up the phone but stopped when the realization hit her. 'Little pervs.' she thought. She stood back up and stomped on the corner of the phone so it flipped up. She caught it mid-air and placed it on the table. There you go. she smiled.

"...damn!" were the only words the guys could spill from their mouths.
"Anything else masters?"

"...n-no I think we're good."

Keiko gave a light bow and walk to serve the other customers. She felt proud of herself that she didnt fall for that old trick.

"Shes good..." Nnoitra huffed.
"Really good." Grimmjow added. His smirk growing wider.

Keiko finished up serving the other customers and cleaned the tables. Her shift was almost over and she was ready to go home and got to bed. She turned to the boys table only to find them gone.

"Hm. They must have left."

She cleaned up the empty cups and well as taking the generous tip they left for her. What she almost didnt notice was the note that was under Grimmjow's cup. 'Whats this.' Keiko took the note and read the neat words 'Call me' followed by a phone number.