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Digimon does not belong to me!

With Coffee
Chapter 2
After kicking out the remaining customers from the coffee house, Sora promptly went to get a rag and started furiously wiping at the tables. It was the day the cast and crew would be coming to the coffeehouse to start filming and for Sora and Miyako this meant cleaning, cleaning and a bit more of insane cleaning.

"Squeaky clean! It needs to be squeaky clean!" Fat Joe yelled as he stood watch from behind the counter watching his two favorite workers…well they were his only workers.

"Help us clean up instead of bossing us around!" Miyako said angrily, her usually neat hair falling all over the place as she mopped the ground furiously…much like Sora was doing with the tables.

"I want a raise after this whole thing is done." Sora said running to the back of the coffee house to get some Windex to wipe the windows with. They were running late, the production crew was supposed to arrive in about fifteen minutes!

With a power Sora didn't think that she possessed, she wiped the windows at a furious pace and to her own surprise found herself finished with the windows in a span of three minutes.

"I'm a beast." Sora muttered as she went back inside, taking off her wet apron as she did. Her next stop was the restroom where she quickly washed the dirty water that had fallen onto her face from the window washing task. She hadn't even been inside for five minutes when there was a loud banging on the door and Miyako ran in.

"They're here! They're here! Oh my gosh! Mimi Tachikawa is way too pretty! She's here!" Miyako whispered fiercely, her eyes sparkly with admiration for the 'way too pretty' actress. Sora felt butterflies as she stepped out from the back of the coffee house and into the front where a crew about fifty was quickly filling up the small area.

"Look! Look! Look! There she is!" Miayko said, her hand clenched around my arm and she used her other hand to point to a spot of pink among the crowd, "isn't she gorgeous!"

Despite the pink hair that Sora found extremely tacky, she had to admit to herself that the popular actress was gorgeous. At a height of 5'5" she was taller than most women in Japan, and by the look of her waist, she wore nothing bigger than a size 24 which was the smallest designer size that came out. Sora put her hands on her waist and sighed, she herself wore a size 4.

"Sora!" A voice hissed in her ear. She turned to see her boss glaring daggers at her, "didn't you hear me? I've been calling you for the past five minutes! Go make some coffee for our guests!"

After glaring daggers back at her lazy boss, Sora headed back behind the corner and turned on the machines preparing herself to make sixty plus drinks. All the while Sora couldn't help feeling like a fat cow after she'd seen Mimi Tachikawa's tiny waist.

'Some people get all the luck!' She thought bitterly whileplacing five cups in front of her and filling them all with a centimeter of chocolate syrup.

"Excuse me."

Distractedly, Sora looked up from her task and looked up to face the person talking to her. Sora mentally sighed to herself. The actreess seemed to look even skinnier up close.

"I know you're busy, but could you put a lot of syrup in one of those for me?" She gave Sora a sweet smile and Sora smiled back.

Squirting another centimeter into one of the cups she showed it to the actress, "enough?"

"Hmm, a little more."

"This much?"

"Some more, yeah, that's enough." Sora stared at the cup half full of syrup before she quickly filled the rest of the cup with coffee. She stirred the coffee and the syrup together twice and handed it over to the actress.

"I've never seen anyone make coffee like that." She said taking a sip.

"It's my own way." Sora looked at her hands in awe, 'my hands just made coffee for Mimi Tachikawa.' She thought.

"It tastes great, thank you."

Sora liked her already, nothing about Mimi Tachikawa seemed diva-like at all like the rumors she'd heard about her. She'd even read something as ridiculous as Mimi Tachikawa having her own boyfriend fired for being a bad kisser or something absurd like that.

Shaking her head free of the rumors, Sora quickly finished making drinks for the crew and passed them around the coffeehouse. To her delight, she'd gotten compliment after complimentfor her coffee making skills and she'd never been prouder.

Taking a small break behind the counter, she heated some milk for herself and stared at the crew as they quickly started setting up. Now that she had time to herself she could smell Miayko's delicious scones, she could see Mimi Tachikawa practicing her lines quietly in the corner amid all the chaos. Sora couldn't help but wonder why she didn't go into her trailer to do her lines instead. Lastly, she suddenly heard a loud eruption of screams outside the coffee house from a group of about a hundred high school students who'd been waiting outside since three hours before.

'Why are they screaming all of a sudden?' Sora thought twisting her body to see if she could see what the big fuss was about.

"SORA! OH MY GOSH! IT'S YAMATO ISHIDA!" Miyako practically shrieked into Sora's ear startling the red head enough to make her drop her milk. Miyako shrieked again. "I'm so sorry! But he's here!"

Bending over to get the pail of water from the area under the counter Sora just sighed for what seemed like the hundredth time that day while half heartedly wiping the split milk.

"Here, let me do that." The lavender haired girl said taking the rag from Sora's hand and hurriedly wiping at the spill, "but gosh, Yamato Ishida is so dreamy, who would have thought that he could look better in real life!"

"Get that filthy water out of here, you're dirtying the place up!" Fat Joe hissed from over the counter.

"Yes sir." Sora mumbled picking up the large pail of water by the handle and the bottom. She waddled to the back door of the coffee house as quickly as she could so that she could see really how good looking Yamato Ishida was. Using her side to open the door and with her foot used as a door stop, Sora quickly threw the water out through the opening.

"What the-!"

Startled, Sora poked her head out through the door and froze.

And there was the one and only Yamato Ishida…drenched from head to toe in dirty water.