And because you all asked for it... Chapter 6 of Assassin Cafe, 'Secret Plan & a Cute Schoolgal Waitress!'

"So, the next target's name is Ohana Miharu?" Bankotsu casually asked.

"We should assassinate more women. So useless they are."

"Jakotsu, might I remind you that you came from one?"

Jakotsu glared at Renkotsu. "Don't remind me of that whore!" he hissed angrily.

"Jakotsu, relax and let Renkotsu finish," Suikotsu sighed. Suikotsu nodded, letting Renkotsu continue.

"Her name is Ohana Mikaru, age fifty, height five two, weighs one fifty, eye color brown, hair color grey, and she is the owner of a perfume business," Renkotsu read out loud.

Bankotsu leaned back in the chair. "Go on."

"She's the owner of a small perfume business and she's an old lady. There's not much there to go on about." Renkotsu threw the folder at Bankotsu, who easily caught it with one hand.

He opened the folder and scanned through the files. "She's not involved in anything huge. Heh, her biggest thing seems to be knitting."

A small man clothed from head to toe peered over Bankotsu's shoulder. "She's not very beautiful, either," he said, disgusted.

"All women are ugly," Jakotsu growled.

"Keep your opinions to yourself, Jakotsu!" Mukotsu hissed.

"I'll say whatever I feel like saying!" Jakotsu snapped at him.

"Both of you! We're too busy for this! Quiet down!" Suikotsu shouted.

Jakotsu and Mukotsu gave Suikotsu a scowl before turning to their leader.

"Mukotsu's right. She's no big deal at all. She's old and fragile and ready to topple over any minute. I wonder why we've been given such an easy assignment," Bankotsu asked suspiciously. "Normally, we get big real money dealing men that have owes or have made competition too high. Not some granny who needs a twig to help her walk!"

Bankotsu turned to Renkotsu. "Who's the man behind the money?"

"Aniki, at this time they've chosen to remain anonymous, using their men to travel back and forth delivering us their messages. Some sources say, however, that it is a young woman. Younger than thirty."

Bankotsu threw the files on the ground. "Remained anonymous? Who the hell does she think she's dealing with? Some common hit man wannabe?"

"Renkotsu, does this wench not know that we are the Shichinintai!" Jakotsu snarled.

Suikotsu nodded his head. "She knows who we are, Aniki. She traveled all over Japan looking for the best assassins. 'Those titled the Shichinintai', as she put it."

Bankotsu cracked his knuckles. "I will not deal with anyone who does not want to show us their identity!"

Renkotsu cleared his throat, his arms resting on his laptop. "I have just received a private message stating that if the assignment is done on the date of next month's full moon that they will triple the amount they originally submitted."

Bankotsu raised his eyebrow. "And that amount would be how much?"

"A lot of yen," he simply stated.

Jakotsu walked over to Renkotsu. "Holy fuck! I've never seen so many zeros!" Jakotsu looked up at Suikotsu. "If we get this much dough for tripping some sun dried raisin down the stairs, I'm in!"

Bankotsu walked over to Renkotsu's seat. Bankotsu whistled.

"Screw that woman! I don't give a flying fuck who she is! Just kill granny and make off with the dough. That's a very pretty penny!" Jakotsu cried out.

Bankotsu shrugged. "What's your take on this, Renkotsu?"

"As much money as it is, we don't know the woman dealing this money."

"Okay then, it's settled. Mukotsu, I'm going to send you and Ginkotsu out to retrieve information about Miss Anonymous."

"Aniki, Mukotsu cannot possibly understand how to repair Ginkotsu if his weapons would happen to stop functioning."

The small ugly man looked at Bankotsu. "He's right, Brother. I am a master when it comes to poisons and toxins but machinery I can't deal with."

Bankotsu sighed. "Fine, fine! Renkotsu, accompany both of them. Report to me every twenty four hours on your search and sooner if anything especially helpful comes up. Suikotsu, Jakotsu and me will stay here and try to blend in with our day jobs. If anything should be found and I am not available, report it to Suikotsu immediately."

"Brother, does that mean you accept the assignment?" Renkotsu asked in a quiet voice.

"Yeah, we'll accept it for now. We need the money for Ginkotsu's repairs anyways. And Kyoukotsu doesn't exactly eat like a bird. Just accept and we'll go in depth of this later. Damn I'm tired!" he yawned loudly. "C'mon Jak, the shop's supposed to open early today. That means the chef will need lots of rest. I don't want you sticking toothpicks in the noodles like you did last time you didn't get enough sleep. Those poor girls ran out with bloody mouths."

Jakotsu snorted. "Feh! I wasn't sleeping!"

Bankotsu raised an eyebrow.

"Uh, much! Yeah, not enough sleep… Yeah, that's it," Jakotsu corrected himself. "Ah, well! YAWN! Gotta go! Bye!" Jakotsu took off.

"See ya later, everyone. Renkotsu, you leave as soon as you guys wake up and have fun, alright? Try not to kill too many people," Bankotsu told them. He let out a huge yawn and walked to his bedroom.

"Goodnight, Aniki," the Shichinintai said loyally.

"Night, guys."

"Fucker," he muttered sleepily. "Goddamn Sundays. Who said anything about being 'fun' days?" Bankotsu yawned loudly and continued sweeping the café.

After a while of sweeping the same place over and over again he started to fall asleep on the broom.

"Aniki! What are you doing? Business opens in thirty minutes!" Jakotsu asked him.

Bankotsu opened one sleepy eye and muttered something along the lines of 'Not now mummy.'

Jakotsu scowled. He kicked the broom and left.

The broom fell over, complete with Bankotsu on the other end of it.

"Damn Jakotsu," he groaned.

"Business that bad?"

Bankotsu looked up from his spot on the ground. "Are you laughing at me?"

The girl suppressed a giggle. "Now that would be mean." She extended her hand out which he grabbed and hauled himself up with.

"I didn't know videos games affected you that much!" she laughed.

The happy girl was wearing a red halter top in which the collar curved around the neck, sporting a Chinese style blouse. It was decorated with gold Chinese dragons and random phoenixes. The tight blue jeans that hung from her hips made the normally fancy looking blouse into fancier casual attire. Hanging from each ear was a gold hoop and her neck was complemented with a thin gold necklace. The outfit looked great together.

Bankotsu blinked at her. "Aren't you supposed to be working at the pizza shop or something?"

Kagome smiled. "No way. This week I asked Boss to let me get Sunday off. I was supposed to meet Sango but after waiting two hours later you kinda just eh, leave ya know? But I just got a call from her. She told me that she thought it was NEXT Sunday so she planned an all out training day with her dad today. Sango will be Sango!" she giggled. "So, what's up? Didn't get enough sleep? You left early enough."

"Renkotsu kept me up with some stuff he had to tell me. Oh, and he said thanks for the snack."

Kagome beamed at him. "Speaking of which, shouldn't Renkotsu be here at Ryuu today?"

Bankotsu smiled at her. "That's what we were talking about. He needed to go on a small trip."

"Wow, that's such a short notice."

"Yeah, and despite what people might think Sunday is a busy day for us. Jak and I will have to work a hellva lot harder."

"Whoa, that sucks! You look as tired as a drunken monk! I can only imagine what Jakotsu's like!"

"WHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEE! Renkotsu's not here! Hahahahaha! He's a stupid fag!" Jakotsu sang from inside the kitchen. "FAG-GOT! FAG-GOT! Ren's a FAG-GOT! Stupid Ren's a FAG-GOT!"

Bankotsu chuckled nervously and Kagome forced a smile on her face. "Well, you know Jak, he's not taking Renkotsu's week off as a big deal."

"Hey, I can help you guys out. You need the help and I've got the day off," Kagome offered. "No thanks to damn Hiraikotsu," she added quietly.

"Great! We can use the help. Kagome you're a life saver!"

"Well actually, the stuff in my back pack is." Kagome reached over and pulled out some candy. "Want some? I brought them for Sango but, well, you know."

He nodded and chewed on the chewy sweets.

"So, got an extra apron?" she grinned.

"Hello and welcome to the Ryuu Café! I'm Kagome and I'll be your waitress!" the girl beamed down at the customers energetically.

"Kagome was it?" the boy grinned flirtatiously. "Where have you been all my life?"

Kagome's smile twitched. "Heheh, I've been working, silly! Now, what can I get you?"

The other guy the boy was with grinned wickedly. "Lots of things but I'll settle for the Shrimp Chow Mein.

Kagome turned her neck. "And you sir?"

"Shrimp Curry, please! And I don't take it I can have you with that meal?"

Kagome feigned a fake smile. "Oh, sorry guys! I'm taken."

"Who?" one of the boys asked angrily. "I'll beat his ass!"

"Erm… Him!" Kagome pointed blindly behind her.

Both boys tilted their heads. "Oh, I ain't that type of guy. Sorry babe?" they stuttered nervously.

Kagome looked over her neck. "Ack!" she squeaked seeing Jakotsu.

Not only did he have his make up on but he also had a pink flower printed dress. The long sleeves of dress were tied back with white ribbon and his dress was almost as short as her school uniform skirt. "Yo, wench! Who are you pointing at!"

"Sorry," one of the boys mumbled.

Kagome sighed and scribbled their orders. "I'll be back to give you your orders."

"Hello and welcome to the Ryuu Café. I'm Bankotsu and I'll be your waiter. Are you ready to place your orders?"

"Gimme a piece of you any day!" the girl grinned evilly. She turned to her friends and extended both her arms, making a 'groping' action with both her hands to emphasize her point. "Call me later big boy!" The girl winked seductively at him.

God I am going to fuckin' hurl! he thought sickly. He took their orders down and walked into the kitchen.

"Hey, Jak, we've got some more- what the fuck are you doing, Jakotsu!" Bankotsu screamed.

Jakotsu looked shocked at Bankotsu. "Oh, it's only you, Aniki. Heh, you scared me half to death!"

Bankotsu ignored him. "Jak! What are you doing with a FLY swatter?"

Jakotsu grinned childishly. "Some stupid ass left the back window open and some flies came into Ryuu."

Bankotsu looked at Jakotsu, confused. "Weren't you the one that opened the back window?"

Jakotsu scowled. "You just had to get it out and into the open, didn't you? Had to go and rub it in, didn't you?"

"No, seriously, back on topic, Jak. What are you doing with that in the kitchen?"

"Bankotsu!" Kagome gasped inaudibly running into the kitchen. "A bunch of customers have unidentified floating objects in their soup."

Bankotsu glared at Jakotsu. "JAK!"

"Waitress! Waitress!"

Kagome ran back out into the café. "Yes?"

"This soup tastes funny!"

Kagome looked rudely at him. "Then why aren't you laughing?"

Kagome hurried back into the kitchen. "Gods Bankotsu! If I hear another 'Waitress! Over here' joke I'm gonna spew! Huh?"

Bankotsu was boring holes into Jakotsu's back, who was stirring the soup cautiously.

"Bankotsu, we need you out here!"

Bankotsu nodded and glared at Jakotsu. "I don't care how much you hate girls! Don't you ever put flies in people's soup again! This is an order from your leader!"

Kagome blinked questionably at the two men.

"Uhhh, erm, Sergeant Bankotsu over and out!" he added quickly, giving stunned Jakotsu a salute.

Kagome stared at them and shook her head. "Hurry up!"

The two watched as the girl exited the kitchen. "Smooth. Yeah, smooth, Ban. Smooth." Jakotsu stated sarcastically.

Bankotsu scowled at him and left the room.

Jakotsu grinned wickedly. He slowly picked up the orange fly swatter and was about to pick off a flew more flies…

"Jak, stay away from the fly swatter! I mean it!" the voice from behind the door urged.

"Hot waiter boy! Over here!"

Bankotsu walked over. "What seems to be the problem?"

"What's this fly doing in my soup?" she asked, pointing at the beautifully decorated bowl.

Bankotsu peered down at the floating insect. "It looks like the doggy paddle to me, ma'am," he stated bluntly.

Seeing the look on the woman's face, he sighed and replaced her soup.

"Hello, sir and welcome to the Ryuu Café. My name is Kagome and I'll be your waitress."

"Hello Kagome. My you are looking very beautiful today."

"T-Thank you!" Kagome blushed. Do I know him? Whatever! He complimented me! Eep!

"What can I do for you?"

"About the food right?" he grinned mischievously. "I'll have a large Pepper Steak."

"Alright then! I'll be back in a bit!" Kagome flashed a winning smile and left ito the kitchen.

"How you holding up?" she asked her co-waiter.

"Hellish. The women can't keep their hands off me. And I don't mean to sound proud of that fact. God, how many times have they attempted to grope me?"

"They sound worse than Miroku!"

"MY SEXY MONK! Where?" Jakotsu squealed girlishly.

Kagome forced a grin. Bankotsu growled. "Get. Back. To. Work. Jakotsu," Bankotsu barked slowly. "Or. Else," He added.

Jakotsu nodded his head furiously, noticing his friend's growing anger. Bankotsu was in no mood for games; he was damn serious.

Soon after, orders were being shot out from all directions, orders being completely done almost as quickly as they were ordered. A ring tone of "Hello and welcome to Ryuu Café" was buzzing happily and the shop was bustling with hungry Sunday customers.

"Hello. How did you find your steak?" Kagome asked the man cheerfully.

He looked at her with a perplexed face. "It was right under my noodles."

She blinked at him. "Oh, sorry!" he said shyly in that tone of his.

"Okay then, sir, here's your bill."

The boy grinned wolfishly and placed down a yen bill. "Keep the change, babe." He walked off humming merrily.

"Babe?" Kagome frowned. "I am NOT a pig!" she muttered under her breath, hands fisted at her sides. "But, more importantly, should I give Bankotsu the tip? I don't work here." Kagome shrugged and tossed the money in her apron. She'd talk to him about it after Ryuu Café was emptied out.

A couple of short but long hours later, all the people running in the café came to a still while the people who were in the Dragon Café walked out. It was already five o'clock pm.

"Bankotsu!" Kagome hummed cheerfully. "I wanna talk about something!"

Jakotsu scowled at the cheerful girl. "Why the hell are you still here, Pizza Bitch?"

Kagome clenched her teeth. Why that little fucker! Stop calling me that!

"Shut it, Shithead," Bankotsu sigh and kicked Jakotsu's shin. "She helped us out today. We should be thanking her."

Jakotsu glowered heatedly but kept his mouth shut.

"Yes, Kagome?" Bankotsu smiled sincerely at her.

THUMP

Kagome's eyes widened. Omigod! What the hell was that!

Bankotsu smiled patiently at the happy girl. Her face jumped from her happy-go-lucky self to a shocked look. "Kagome? Is something wrong?"

His worried voice snapped her out of her silent stage. "Erm, n-nothing," she muttered quietly. "I just, uh, oh! The tip!" Kagome exclaimed, remembering why she ran into the kitchen.

Bankotsu gave her a curious expression when her hands went to the pockets of her apron. "A man gave me a tip. I wanted to know if you wanted it."

Bankotsu laughed. "No! Keep it! It's a tip! You did a good job helping out. Ryuu really needed the help and we really appreciated it."

"No we don't," Jakotsu muttered breathlessly.

Bankotsu shot him a glare. Jakotsu looked at Bankotsu cutely with innocent eyes.

"Bullcrap," Bankotsu muttered quietly. He turned to Kagome. "No, really, we do." Bankotsu tilted his head to see what Jakotsu's response would be.

Jakotsu bit his lower lip to keep from commenting.

Bankotsu gave him a bitter smile and looked back at Kagome.

"Keep it. You deserve it. Thanks."

Kagome smiled back at him. "No, thank you! You saved a school girl's Sunday!"

Kagome began taking her apron off.

Bankotsu watched with interested eyes as her thin perfect fingers fumbled adorably with the strings of her apron. Bankotsu heard someone coughing and turned to glare at Jakotsu who began whistling unknowingly.

Kagome smiled at both of them. "Thanks again! If you need any help don't hesitate to call! Well, not during school cause my cell's off or might ring in class but any other time!" Kagome grinned cheekily at Bankotsu and then stuck her tongue out at Jakotsu. She quickly ran out of the café, not wanting to see Jakotsu's next reaction.

"ANIKI! DID YOU SEE WHAT THAT WENCH JUST DID!" Jakotsu screamed.

Bankotsu sighed. Here we go again.

Bankotsu laid his head against the kitchen table, half sleeping half wake but definitely not listening to Jakotsu's ramblings. He nodded his head to Jakotsu's statements and shrieking, praying the torture would stop soon.

"AND YOU! ENCOURAGING THE WENCH BY NOT LETTING ME KILL HER!"

"Jak, I hate to break it to you but, ya know, we can't kill her."

"WHAT! WHY NOT! CAUSE SHE FLIRTED WITH MY ANIKI!"

Bankotsu twitched. "Jakotsu, I told you. I'm not interested in you. Or her for that matter." Bankotsu inhaled. "Definitely not you," he murmured under his breath.

"Oh yeah huh?" Jakotsu lowered his voice. "You sure were looking awfully hard at her! I tell you! IT'S A SPELL! SHE'S SOME KIND OF EVIL MASTER YOUKAI!"

Bankotsu closed his eyes. Torture. Pure torture.

When will this hell stop?

Hey everyone one! If you're reading this note you've obviously stuck with Assassin Cafe (or are interested in how it will turn out!) From here on out the rating will start to kick in. Big hint. I love romance and hot assassins that kick ass a.k.a. Bankotsu. Translation? More fluff between Kagome-chan and Bankotsu-chan and more action/killing (Yay! Attempts to carry Banryuu but with no success)and more characters will unfold!

The chapters might not come out as often as I'd like because of two factors. One, damn school. Mine is freakin' huge! I got lost to pretty much every class. o.O And second, I'll be making another story as you all know, the name of it will be "Soldier Boy". (Oh and by the way Satsue, I never knew about that fiction! I'll probably go check it out the minute I find it!) It should definitely be out by Sunday tops!

And to all my reviewers; I fucking love you all! (hugs Ban-chan) Every single one of your reviews gives me some weird boost of energy (a lot worse than sugar!) and I get in the possessive mood to write a fic! (Hand over heart) Especially all you reviewers who take a peek during school hours! I can't, unfortunately. My Computer teacher scares me... Lol.

Oh and by the way Li, thanks for tellling me. The website I get some of my information from says its 'Arimi'. Since I've stuck this far with 'Arimi' I'll just continue on with it. Thanks though! See ya next chapter! Or sooner! Whatever comes first! Jamatane!