Enter: Apron-Clad-Protector
Disclaimer-Koori does not own any of the characters or the setting mentioned in below fanfiction. (THIS APPLIES TO ALL PREVIOUS AND FUTURE CHAPTERS)
Quote of the Day- "And you! You take to long to take a shit!"
-Spike Spiegel
I gulped in remembrance of my daydream.
I thought it had been downright freaky, but not because of the creepy scenery of the foreboding atmosphere. Not being able to turn around and face the shadows had scared me. Even my imagination took advantage of my fear of the unknown.
'Whoa. No more frosties for me till I'm off-duty'
I whipped my head around, unconsciously splaying my left hand on the plastic counter, mercifully empty of any forks. Forks are magnetically attracted to my skin.
The sigh before me made the more cynical side of my brain mutter something about cats and curiosity. And possibly death, although I wasn't really listening. Did I mention death yet?
Luckily the more constructive side of my mind, for once not busy with mental paperwork, was using my right hand to search for something to shield myself with. Shadows were creeping around the apron-wearing figure that appeared to be my doom. My right hand found a spatula; I closed my eyes and raised it to protect my face.
'Ohgodohgodohgod . . . He found out about the frosty! . . . I'mgonnadieI'mgonnadieI'mgonna . . . huh?' Carefully I opened my eyes to glance timidly up at my boss, Tatsumi-senpai.
He was resplendent in his white McDonalds uniform. The red and orange highlights on the uniform make him look like a dead fish. Watari-kun's told him a million times that warm colors gave him a deceased look, but I don't think Senpai can give up that uniform. He says its dress code. And extremely cheap.
Watari-kun conceded to Tatsumi-senpai's uniform if he wore the apron. It was an amazing apron. I didn't think anyone made a pink that shade, and Watari-kun admitted in private no one did. Watari-kun had made it himself, or invented it, as he liked to say, with some of the restaurant's funds. Which explains why said apron as made entirely of frills and bows. But I wasn't supposed to tell Tatsumi-senpai.
I think it's a really nice apron, and Wa-kun agrees. Tatsumi-senpai said it defied sanity and he refused to wear something that said 'Best Results When Naked' across his chest. I personally thought he was lucky, Wa-kun had at one point considered putting 'Kiss me I'm Yaoi-Friendly' on his rear. I was about to mention this when Watari-kun walked sorta funny up to Tatsumi-senpai and said something really quiet in his ear. Senpai went very red in the face and agreed to wear the uniform. The little owl that sits on Wa-kun's shoulder clapped.
They must be really good friends.
I smiled shakily when I realized Tatsumi-senpai wasn't glaring daggers at me. I slowly lowered my trusty spatula. However, after assessing the way Muraki-sensei and Tatsumi-senpai were glaring at each other, I decided I might just need my spatula after all.
"Asato-san . . . would you like to come eat with me?" Muraki-sensei drawled out. I gulped again. There's that unknown factor. Well, at least he's calling me by my first name, like always . . .
"I believe Tsuzuki-san," Tatsumi-senpai smiled at me. "is working for me at the moment." Senpai hissed back at sensei. I watched them both carefully, hoping senpai would save me. From what I wasn't sure.
"I believe the customer is always right." Muraki-sensei informed senpai, pointing towards the poster proclaiming
"THE CUSTOMER IS ALWAYS RIGHT!"
-Management
and smirked. I quickly turned to senpai, who winced. However my sensei wasn't finished yet.
"I am willing to make it worth while . . ." Sensei hinted, flashing a hundred-dollar bill. Tatsumi-senpai's jaw dropped in the face of his ultimate weakness and I desperately resisted the urge to pull out my magic marker (which I keep handy in times of great emergencies) and draw gills on his neck. Senpai really looks like a fish when he does that.
"It is an honor to meet someone as evil as yourself, sensei." Tatsumi-senpai said, acknowledging Muraki-sensei's superiority.
"How much are you willing to pay-"
My eyes widened and I noticed something very important. I raised my hand.
"Yes Tsuzuki?" Tatsumi-senpai asked.
"What is it Asato?" Muraki-sensei asked.
Both men look angry with me for interfering with their business (selling me). I glanced from one dark, mysterious and generally imposing man to the other. Two pairs of identical glasses flashed menacingly at me.
"Uh . . . I have to go to the bathroom."
~Sho no Owari~
A/n- Thank you to my reviewers, I love you! In an extremely platonic and brotherly way, of course. . . I already have an uke. Mine! (growls at everyone) Anywho, thanks for reading, and be sure to check out my ficionpress.com site, I go by the name PlotLemmingVictim. (waves)
Random Japanese Dictionary-
-senpai
A term of respect for a superior, someone higher in rank
-san
All round general polite sufix, for people you don't know and whatnat
-sensei
Sufix for a teacher or doctor
-kun
For a male friend the speaker is close to, possibly a boyfriend
Wa-kun
A shortened version of Watari-kun, because it's freaking hard to type. Besides Tsuzuki is much closer friends with Watari and therefore is more informal with him.
Gomen
Sorry
Sho no Owari
End of Chapter
Shinigami
Gods or Angels of Death, what most of the characters are
Yaoi
(laughs hysterically) Are you serious? You really don't know what this is? How in the blazes did you manage to read this story so far without knowing that? Oh dear. . . (wipes tears from eyes) Anywho, yaoi is in reference to a male/male relation ship. As in GAYNESS! Get used to it! ^.~
Seme
The male or dominant role in a relationship. Muraki and Tatsumi appear to be seme, or at least that's how I wrote them.
Uke
Female or submissive in a relationship or in sex, whichever is more accurate. Tsuzuki, Watari and Hisoka are being written as uke.
^^;; Yes, I know the setting does not fit at all with the use of Japanese at random intervals, but I always wanted to try and use it in a fiction.
Tell me if I misused anything so I can fix the explanation and keep the children of America educated!
Koori
Disclaimer-Koori does not own any of the characters or the setting mentioned in below fanfiction. (THIS APPLIES TO ALL PREVIOUS AND FUTURE CHAPTERS)
Quote of the Day- "And you! You take to long to take a shit!"
-Spike Spiegel
I gulped in remembrance of my daydream.
I thought it had been downright freaky, but not because of the creepy scenery of the foreboding atmosphere. Not being able to turn around and face the shadows had scared me. Even my imagination took advantage of my fear of the unknown.
'Whoa. No more frosties for me till I'm off-duty'
I whipped my head around, unconsciously splaying my left hand on the plastic counter, mercifully empty of any forks. Forks are magnetically attracted to my skin.
The sigh before me made the more cynical side of my brain mutter something about cats and curiosity. And possibly death, although I wasn't really listening. Did I mention death yet?
Luckily the more constructive side of my mind, for once not busy with mental paperwork, was using my right hand to search for something to shield myself with. Shadows were creeping around the apron-wearing figure that appeared to be my doom. My right hand found a spatula; I closed my eyes and raised it to protect my face.
'Ohgodohgodohgod . . . He found out about the frosty! . . . I'mgonnadieI'mgonnadieI'mgonna . . . huh?' Carefully I opened my eyes to glance timidly up at my boss, Tatsumi-senpai.
He was resplendent in his white McDonalds uniform. The red and orange highlights on the uniform make him look like a dead fish. Watari-kun's told him a million times that warm colors gave him a deceased look, but I don't think Senpai can give up that uniform. He says its dress code. And extremely cheap.
Watari-kun conceded to Tatsumi-senpai's uniform if he wore the apron. It was an amazing apron. I didn't think anyone made a pink that shade, and Watari-kun admitted in private no one did. Watari-kun had made it himself, or invented it, as he liked to say, with some of the restaurant's funds. Which explains why said apron as made entirely of frills and bows. But I wasn't supposed to tell Tatsumi-senpai.
I think it's a really nice apron, and Wa-kun agrees. Tatsumi-senpai said it defied sanity and he refused to wear something that said 'Best Results When Naked' across his chest. I personally thought he was lucky, Wa-kun had at one point considered putting 'Kiss me I'm Yaoi-Friendly' on his rear. I was about to mention this when Watari-kun walked sorta funny up to Tatsumi-senpai and said something really quiet in his ear. Senpai went very red in the face and agreed to wear the uniform. The little owl that sits on Wa-kun's shoulder clapped.
They must be really good friends.
I smiled shakily when I realized Tatsumi-senpai wasn't glaring daggers at me. I slowly lowered my trusty spatula. However, after assessing the way Muraki-sensei and Tatsumi-senpai were glaring at each other, I decided I might just need my spatula after all.
"Asato-san . . . would you like to come eat with me?" Muraki-sensei drawled out. I gulped again. There's that unknown factor. Well, at least he's calling me by my first name, like always . . .
"I believe Tsuzuki-san," Tatsumi-senpai smiled at me. "is working for me at the moment." Senpai hissed back at sensei. I watched them both carefully, hoping senpai would save me. From what I wasn't sure.
"I believe the customer is always right." Muraki-sensei informed senpai, pointing towards the poster proclaiming
"THE CUSTOMER IS ALWAYS RIGHT!"
-Management
and smirked. I quickly turned to senpai, who winced. However my sensei wasn't finished yet.
"I am willing to make it worth while . . ." Sensei hinted, flashing a hundred-dollar bill. Tatsumi-senpai's jaw dropped in the face of his ultimate weakness and I desperately resisted the urge to pull out my magic marker (which I keep handy in times of great emergencies) and draw gills on his neck. Senpai really looks like a fish when he does that.
"It is an honor to meet someone as evil as yourself, sensei." Tatsumi-senpai said, acknowledging Muraki-sensei's superiority.
"How much are you willing to pay-"
My eyes widened and I noticed something very important. I raised my hand.
"Yes Tsuzuki?" Tatsumi-senpai asked.
"What is it Asato?" Muraki-sensei asked.
Both men look angry with me for interfering with their business (selling me). I glanced from one dark, mysterious and generally imposing man to the other. Two pairs of identical glasses flashed menacingly at me.
"Uh . . . I have to go to the bathroom."
~Sho no Owari~
A/n- Thank you to my reviewers, I love you! In an extremely platonic and brotherly way, of course. . . I already have an uke. Mine! (growls at everyone) Anywho, thanks for reading, and be sure to check out my ficionpress.com site, I go by the name PlotLemmingVictim. (waves)
Random Japanese Dictionary-
-senpai
A term of respect for a superior, someone higher in rank
-san
All round general polite sufix, for people you don't know and whatnat
-sensei
Sufix for a teacher or doctor
-kun
For a male friend the speaker is close to, possibly a boyfriend
Wa-kun
A shortened version of Watari-kun, because it's freaking hard to type. Besides Tsuzuki is much closer friends with Watari and therefore is more informal with him.
Gomen
Sorry
Sho no Owari
End of Chapter
Shinigami
Gods or Angels of Death, what most of the characters are
Yaoi
(laughs hysterically) Are you serious? You really don't know what this is? How in the blazes did you manage to read this story so far without knowing that? Oh dear. . . (wipes tears from eyes) Anywho, yaoi is in reference to a male/male relation ship. As in GAYNESS! Get used to it! ^.~
Seme
The male or dominant role in a relationship. Muraki and Tatsumi appear to be seme, or at least that's how I wrote them.
Uke
Female or submissive in a relationship or in sex, whichever is more accurate. Tsuzuki, Watari and Hisoka are being written as uke.
^^;; Yes, I know the setting does not fit at all with the use of Japanese at random intervals, but I always wanted to try and use it in a fiction.
Tell me if I misused anything so I can fix the explanation and keep the children of America educated!
Koori
