A soft sigh sounded through the talkative air as a young 16 year old girl plopped down in an empty booth. She sank into the red leather cushion, minding her baby pink pleated skirt as she attempted to blow her red bangs out of her eyes. Sitting up straight, she rested her head on her hands, which were propped up by her elbows, fingers entwined, and waited for another waitress like herself to come take her order. Untangling her fingers, she reached down towards her aching feet and removed her pink and white skates, a content smile as her socked feet moved around and became accustomed to the air. Grabbing the top of them, she pulled the white and pink knee highs up, and crossed her arms in boredom.

Well at least she got a break, even though it was half an hour late. For some reason they were packed today. In fact, she was lucky to grab what was probably the only available booth in the old fashioned diner. Okay, so it was dinner. And a Friday night. But they usually weren't this busy. Broken out of her thoughts, she gazed with crimson eyes at the impatient familiar face looking down at her abit angrily.

"Well? What will ya have slacker?"

She frowned, but smirked slightly, not noticing the presence behind the waitress watching intently.

"If I am a slacker for taking a break that the boss gave me even though I worked more so it came later, then what should we call you, Kim, who skips out on work and slips away to be a slut to your boyfriend in some ally eh? And I will have a strawberry milkshake, thanks,"

She grinned at Kim who was by now red in the face, and stomping off to the kitchen. Whether it was to vent or get her the milkshake she didn't know, all that she knew was that a familiar looking boy glanced down at her, an amused expression on his face.

"I'm sorry, do you mind if I sit here?"

Nodding, she noticed he was still in his school uniform, probably from staying late for clubs or something and took note that he was from her school as he sat down opposite her. Holding his hand out to her, he kindly introduced himself to her.

"Hello, my name is Kuramei,"

Kuramei.. Kuramei... that name sounded familliar to her but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. She smiled softly at him, taking his hand into her own calloused one and taking it lightly.

"I'm Sakura. So, do you go to Kailifie high school as well?"

He bore a shocked expression, mouth gaping open slightly as he replied.

"Yeah, I'm a senior. Why, do you go there?"

"Junior,"

She exclaimed. All of a sudden a glass was slammed on the table in front of her, making her jump and glance up to see Kim about to make a rude remark, but seeing Kuramei, she put on the fakest smile she had ever seen.

"Well hello Kura-kun! How are ya? Hey, wanna hang out in then kitchen? I get ya some free meals?"

His gaze hardened as she grabbed his wrist, about to drag him in herself, but he spoke up and didn't budge.

"I am sorry Kim, but I am busy hanging out with my friend, Sakura,"

Kim made a disgusted face and almost cringed away from the shocked girl who had her mouth gaping open and wide eyes. No one had ever called her a friend before..

"I'd appreciate it if you let go of me now,"

He said, and she instantly let go and moved back.

"Oh I'm so sorry. Anyways, I better get back to the kitchen. Chao!"

As she passed, she leaned down to whisper into her ear something that made her eyes widen even more, and even blush a bit.

"Stay away from him if you know what is best for you. I can and will have you meet a few of my friends if you don't,"

She skated away, quite content with herself, as Sakura felt like wringing her neck, her face masked by her bangs. After balling her fists, she calmed down abit and glanced at the boy in front of her.

Smiling at him, she picked up her milk shake and began to drink it quickly as she heard a yell from her boss that her break was over. Tossing it into the trashcan, she began to pull on her skates, until Kuramei spoke up.

"Aw, leaving already?"

"Yeah., my boss wants me to get back to work so I better earn my keep,"

She said, fumbling with tieing her skates up.

"Well, how about we hang out at lunch tomorow?"

Grinning in victory at her skates being tied up, she turned to him, a bit shocked like before, but gave him a sad smile this time and spoke in a soft tone as she looked down and began to stand up.

"I'm not sure your crowd would like me much, not many people do, but if you want to attempt to hang out, I am always under the cherry blossom tree outside,"

With that said, she whipped out a notebook and put her name tag back on, turning to him with a pen in hand smiling warmly at him.

"May I take your order?"

"Err yeah I'll just have a cheeseburger to go,"

She jotted it down quickly and began to skate off, saying quickly that she would be back in a moment. After a few minutes of sitting there and collecting his thoughts, she came back, a bag in hand.

"That will be $1.50,"

Her eyes shone as she saw him pull out one of the fanciest wallets she had ever seen and fish out the money. Shaking her head, she pulled herself together as he handed her the cash and stood about to walk out before Saying one last thing to the girl.

"See you tomorow,"

"You too,"

And with that he walked out, leaving her with a crowded place to help serve.