Chocolate Cake
The stationary on the front desk matched the piece in his pocket; "Cat's Eye Café." He ordered a cup of coffee.
Author's Note: Yay! Chocolate cake is good. Sorry it was a little choppy.
Disclaimer: You know I don't own it. CLAMP does.
Author's Note: I'm trying to update soon, but if I get writer's block (very likely) I'm really sorry!
A Cup of Coffee
The stationary on the front desk matched the piece in his pocket; "Cat's Eye Café." He ordered a cup of coffee.
It came, with a slice of chocolate cake.
"I didn't order this."
The waiter apologized and left. Kurogane took a mouthful of coffee –
"You should at least try it."
- and nearly spat it out.
He leaned casually against a table, hair tousled, eyes sparkling, his clothes identifying him as a waiter.
"What?!"
"It'll go to waste otherwise."
"You - !"
"I made it myself, you know." And then he was gone.
Their first conversation . . .
Kurogane left.
Author's Note: Yay! Chocolate cake is good. Sorry it was a little choppy.
