A Night With the Wolves (Part 3)
Glowering, Teiki was pushed into the drinking room. Her usually
bound hair loosely hung over her shoulders. Her cheeks were reddened from the "beauty treatment" Mikai had performed on her, consisting of several moderately painful pinches. Kilao's dress clung to the hourglass-figured blond pulling in all the obvious places.
"Be careful," were Mikai's last words before several full mugs were placed on the youth's tray.
Biting her tongue, she tried to breath, 'Must be polite...Don't pick a fight with the customers...Try to act like a girl...You can do this...'
Opening her eyes, she shyly smiled at the gawking males, 'Oh
yeah...these guys again...That's just what I need...'
"Hey...Where's Kilao?!" a short, red-head approached her.
"She quit. You get me tonight," she handed out her last mug with a fake smile.
"Well then," he goosed her, "What's you name?"
Fist clenched at her side, she twitched as the gold flecks in her eyes flashed momentarily. She had been warned of this. By taking the black-haired, sluts place, it would be assumed she'd be just as easy.
Kouji snickered as he watched her try to control her anger, 'she has a lot of spirit. Genrou will have fun with this one.'
Determined, Teiki made her way back to the kitchen for bread and cheese when she suddenly felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her waist. She yelped as she was pulled into the lap of a smelly, gray-eyed brute.
"Wha' d'ya say your name was gorgeous?" he patted her rump as he spoke with a sultry grin on his face.
"Teiki. Let go of me," she attempted to get up only to be held tight.
Stretching his luck to the limit, the drunken man slid his plump hand up her thigh. With a twitch, her fist made contact with his nose.
"Teiki! Get your ass in here NOW!" an unfortunately familiar voice called from the backroom.
Lips pursed, eyes closed, Teiki's vein popped as her fist remained in contact with the man's sinus area. The pervert's hands went into convulsions as pain overwhelmed his facial region. Finally free, she removed herself from his lap to speak with the hired help.
A tall man with bright red hair passed her on her way out. Seeing as she was the waitress for the night, she paused to regard the young man. "Can I get you anything?" she plastered on a fake smile.
"Who'er you?" he stared into her jade eyes.
"I'm Teiki...Kilao quit this morning," she hugged her tray close. 'This guy's kinda cute...'
"Get me a dri-Kouji!!!!"
"Genrou!!!"
Her eyes widened as she witnessed what seemed to be a customary
happy dance. Blinking several times, she decided to get both of them a drink.
* * *
A scowl set upon her face, she glared at the man before her.
"Teiki..." he growled, "you do not hit customers!!"
"Well, how would you like it if some guy grabbed
you're...NEVERMIND!!" she threw up her hands in frustration.
"I don't care if they decide to frisk you on top of a table! They're our best customers!!" he shook her for added emphasis.
Enraged, the girl pushed him into the wall, "don't you dare touch me!"
"Why don't you try acting like a girl! Maybe you'd find a husband!!"
"I don't need a husband jackass!! And when the hell did married life come into this conversation!!?"
"Listen to you!! Your language is horrible!! You're like a...a...FOREST ABOUT TO BURST INTO FLAMES AT ANY SECOND!!!"
"WELL I HOPE YOU'RE HUNTING IN ME WHEN I DO!!" 'Did I
mean to say that...' "YEAH!!!"
"You know...You're the reason she hates men Seki," Mikai walked in carrying a basket full of bread.
"I don't hate men! I just hate HIM...and a majority of the guys in this whole DAMN VILLAGE!!"
* * *
Outside the door, several men gathered to hear the outcome of the debate.
"Genrou...she sounds like you," Kouji snickered.
"Shut up!" the said youth pressed his ear to the door.
* * *
"Would you two quit this lovers quarrel," Mikai stepped between them in an attempt to hold Teiki back.
"For it to be a lover's quarrel, I'd have to at least like her!" Seki spat, "In order for me to like HER, she'd have to be a girl!"
"What the F- do you call these?!!" she grasped her breasts.
"If I were you, I wouldn't touch something I didn't know how to use," his brown eyes pierced through her.
"THAT'S IT!!! YOU'RE OUTTA HERE YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!!" she broke free of Mikai's hold.
Suddenly, a rather average looking, brown-haired man flew through the flimsy, double doors to land in the middle of the room. From the depths of the kitchen emerged a young woman with the look of death in her eyes.
Fire seemed to shoot from those jade orbs as she lifted him half-way off the ground, "GET YOUR F-ING, UGLY ASS OUT NOW!!!"
She dragged his bleeding carcass outside and slammed the door shut. Ignoring the staring eyes she mumbled something about perverted scum on her way back to the kitchen.
"Teiki...that was our bouncer..." Mikai handed her two jugs of sake and a plate of bread and cheese.
"We don't need protection like that...that...BASTARD!" she slammed a sharpened knife onto the wooden cutting board which accompanied the loaf of bread.
Mikai sighed as she began mixing another large bowl of batter, "just don't get into any more fights tonight dear. I don't think my furniture can take it."
"Unless he comes back, you won't have a problem," she adjusted her tight bodice before picking up the tray.
Tucking a rag in her front pocket, she exited the kitchen with a scowl still set upon her face. "Here's your damn drinks," she slammed the jugs on the table in front of the two men.
Stopping short, she coughed before faking a shy smile. "sorry...is there anything else I can get you?" her voice was cynically controlled.
"Genrou-kun...I like her better then Kilao..." a man whispered from across the table.
Overhearing the side comment, Teiki blushed and grinned, suddenly unsure of herself. Her features softened as she asked her question, this time sincerely. The blue-haired youth shook his head, smiling flirtatiously before continuing his conversation with his amber-eyed friend.
'I take back that comment I said earlier...he's REALLY cute...' she smiled at the red-head before leaving to clean up after her fight.
"Hey Genrou...that's the girl that wants her necklace back. I told'er she'd have to earn it," Kouji snickered in the direction of the girl who was presently on her hands and knees.
"Earn it?" he laughed before finishing off the jug, "then I guess I shouldn't get too wasted."
"It's good to know what you're doing," Kouji drank off the last of his jug, "MORE SAKE TEIKI!!"
"ALREADY!?" she looked up to see the two men holding up their
jugs.
Glowering, Teiki was pushed into the drinking room. Her usually
bound hair loosely hung over her shoulders. Her cheeks were reddened from the "beauty treatment" Mikai had performed on her, consisting of several moderately painful pinches. Kilao's dress clung to the hourglass-figured blond pulling in all the obvious places.
"Be careful," were Mikai's last words before several full mugs were placed on the youth's tray.
Biting her tongue, she tried to breath, 'Must be polite...Don't pick a fight with the customers...Try to act like a girl...You can do this...'
Opening her eyes, she shyly smiled at the gawking males, 'Oh
yeah...these guys again...That's just what I need...'
"Hey...Where's Kilao?!" a short, red-head approached her.
"She quit. You get me tonight," she handed out her last mug with a fake smile.
"Well then," he goosed her, "What's you name?"
Fist clenched at her side, she twitched as the gold flecks in her eyes flashed momentarily. She had been warned of this. By taking the black-haired, sluts place, it would be assumed she'd be just as easy.
Kouji snickered as he watched her try to control her anger, 'she has a lot of spirit. Genrou will have fun with this one.'
Determined, Teiki made her way back to the kitchen for bread and cheese when she suddenly felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her waist. She yelped as she was pulled into the lap of a smelly, gray-eyed brute.
"Wha' d'ya say your name was gorgeous?" he patted her rump as he spoke with a sultry grin on his face.
"Teiki. Let go of me," she attempted to get up only to be held tight.
Stretching his luck to the limit, the drunken man slid his plump hand up her thigh. With a twitch, her fist made contact with his nose.
"Teiki! Get your ass in here NOW!" an unfortunately familiar voice called from the backroom.
Lips pursed, eyes closed, Teiki's vein popped as her fist remained in contact with the man's sinus area. The pervert's hands went into convulsions as pain overwhelmed his facial region. Finally free, she removed herself from his lap to speak with the hired help.
A tall man with bright red hair passed her on her way out. Seeing as she was the waitress for the night, she paused to regard the young man. "Can I get you anything?" she plastered on a fake smile.
"Who'er you?" he stared into her jade eyes.
"I'm Teiki...Kilao quit this morning," she hugged her tray close. 'This guy's kinda cute...'
"Get me a dri-Kouji!!!!"
"Genrou!!!"
Her eyes widened as she witnessed what seemed to be a customary
happy dance. Blinking several times, she decided to get both of them a drink.
* * *
A scowl set upon her face, she glared at the man before her.
"Teiki..." he growled, "you do not hit customers!!"
"Well, how would you like it if some guy grabbed
you're...NEVERMIND!!" she threw up her hands in frustration.
"I don't care if they decide to frisk you on top of a table! They're our best customers!!" he shook her for added emphasis.
Enraged, the girl pushed him into the wall, "don't you dare touch me!"
"Why don't you try acting like a girl! Maybe you'd find a husband!!"
"I don't need a husband jackass!! And when the hell did married life come into this conversation!!?"
"Listen to you!! Your language is horrible!! You're like a...a...FOREST ABOUT TO BURST INTO FLAMES AT ANY SECOND!!!"
"WELL I HOPE YOU'RE HUNTING IN ME WHEN I DO!!" 'Did I
mean to say that...' "YEAH!!!"
"You know...You're the reason she hates men Seki," Mikai walked in carrying a basket full of bread.
"I don't hate men! I just hate HIM...and a majority of the guys in this whole DAMN VILLAGE!!"
* * *
Outside the door, several men gathered to hear the outcome of the debate.
"Genrou...she sounds like you," Kouji snickered.
"Shut up!" the said youth pressed his ear to the door.
* * *
"Would you two quit this lovers quarrel," Mikai stepped between them in an attempt to hold Teiki back.
"For it to be a lover's quarrel, I'd have to at least like her!" Seki spat, "In order for me to like HER, she'd have to be a girl!"
"What the F- do you call these?!!" she grasped her breasts.
"If I were you, I wouldn't touch something I didn't know how to use," his brown eyes pierced through her.
"THAT'S IT!!! YOU'RE OUTTA HERE YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!!" she broke free of Mikai's hold.
Suddenly, a rather average looking, brown-haired man flew through the flimsy, double doors to land in the middle of the room. From the depths of the kitchen emerged a young woman with the look of death in her eyes.
Fire seemed to shoot from those jade orbs as she lifted him half-way off the ground, "GET YOUR F-ING, UGLY ASS OUT NOW!!!"
She dragged his bleeding carcass outside and slammed the door shut. Ignoring the staring eyes she mumbled something about perverted scum on her way back to the kitchen.
"Teiki...that was our bouncer..." Mikai handed her two jugs of sake and a plate of bread and cheese.
"We don't need protection like that...that...BASTARD!" she slammed a sharpened knife onto the wooden cutting board which accompanied the loaf of bread.
Mikai sighed as she began mixing another large bowl of batter, "just don't get into any more fights tonight dear. I don't think my furniture can take it."
"Unless he comes back, you won't have a problem," she adjusted her tight bodice before picking up the tray.
Tucking a rag in her front pocket, she exited the kitchen with a scowl still set upon her face. "Here's your damn drinks," she slammed the jugs on the table in front of the two men.
Stopping short, she coughed before faking a shy smile. "sorry...is there anything else I can get you?" her voice was cynically controlled.
"Genrou-kun...I like her better then Kilao..." a man whispered from across the table.
Overhearing the side comment, Teiki blushed and grinned, suddenly unsure of herself. Her features softened as she asked her question, this time sincerely. The blue-haired youth shook his head, smiling flirtatiously before continuing his conversation with his amber-eyed friend.
'I take back that comment I said earlier...he's REALLY cute...' she smiled at the red-head before leaving to clean up after her fight.
"Hey Genrou...that's the girl that wants her necklace back. I told'er she'd have to earn it," Kouji snickered in the direction of the girl who was presently on her hands and knees.
"Earn it?" he laughed before finishing off the jug, "then I guess I shouldn't get too wasted."
"It's good to know what you're doing," Kouji drank off the last of his jug, "MORE SAKE TEIKI!!"
"ALREADY!?" she looked up to see the two men holding up their
jugs.