Hi, it's Kick-flare here again, with chapter 11!! Thanks to Carapheonix, Evilive, and LunaRavenCroft for being my regular reviewers!! Hugs the mentioned three Well, R&R!!!

Who ever said running café was easy?!

Chapter 11 – Temper, temper

After a long drive home, the Demolition boys and Harmony flopped onto the armchairs that were scattered around the room.

"Right, get up." Boris's barked order cut through the silence.

"How does, Fuck off, sound?" Harmony replied back, earning a snigger from the boys.

"Not to my taste. Now up." Boris snapped back, ducking as a mug of boiling hot coffee was thrown at his head. Boris made a low growling noise in the back of his throat.

"UP NOW" Boris roared, startling them before Harmony got up, rather unsteadily, picked up her trainers, vases, chairs, coffee tables, and preceded to throw them at Boris, who's only escape was to get out of the room, and quickly.

"BASTARD!!" She had screamed after him, still swaying on her feet.

"Harmony..." Tala had begun but fell silent when her glare shifted from Boris to him.

"What?" Harmony's warning growl cut through, taking a deep breath, Tala had for the first time had to summon up courage.

"Sit down before you fall down." Tala said, shifting under the basilisk stare from Harmony, as the rage smouldered in her dark ivy green eyes that were turning a black colour.

Eventually Boris managed to get them up, and out of the door. Harmony had said a tender good bye to her mother before heading out of the door and onto the project that was set them, so many months before. During the entire bus journey, Harmony sat in a world of her own.

"Harmony..." Tala trailed off, gently shaking her. Her gaze turned to him; the fresh tears glittered in her dark ivy green. Before dropping her gaze to her feet, although she hated leaving her mum, she would never admit to missing her.

"You miss her." Tala's voice stated, as she felt the chair dip slightly under his weight. Harmony kept silent.

"You should feel lucky..." Tala's voice trailed off, Harmony looked up to see the look of pain and darkness on his expression, but it was still very well hidden.

"Why's that?" She asked, turning to face, letting her gaze rest on him for a moment, before they flickered around the bus. His teammates were out cold. No answer, Tala almost seemed uncomfortable with talking to her.

"Tala, I won't push for an answer, I only hope that when you feel comfortable you'll answer the question." Harmony said softly, before giving him a reassuring smile, and leaning back against the chair, and staring out of the window.

"Harmony..."

"Yea." She answered meeting his gaze once again.

"What's it like?" Tala's voice quivered slightly, he didn't like talking about it, but she seemed to understand that it hurt, and he some how knew she wouldn't make fun of the fact.

"What is what like?" She questioned, he was totally unreadable, but she could see straight through his hardened exterior. Inside, he was afraid and lonely.

"Having a mum."