A/N: This whole month has been quite busy. My energy is so depleted and I am do not get much sleep. To make matters worse, my job is going to extend their hours next year! Oh man, I am not going to have a life...but the pay will be nice! ^_^ Anyways, here is the next chapter. I hope you all enjoy!


"You should come by sometime." Lars said in a cheery tone to his tutor and now dear friend, Alissa Bosconovitch.

The past few three months literally flew by for Lars with all the sudden changes within his life. With the first major change being a job that was thrown at him along with a tutor who volunteered to help him after cheating off her test, Lars figured to take his blessings where he could get them. After all, life was finally looking up. Before his knew it, the semester was coming close to an end. Finals would come within a matter of three weeks. He and Alissa had been meeting up almost every day of the week to study and review over their course material. Lars study sessions with Alissa had been paying off. The young man was not struggling as much with his homework and he actually passing his test. Sure, he wasn't making A's on his test, but the solid B's and C's would be all he need to get him through this year and finally graduating.

"What kind of food do they serve?" Alissa asked in a inquisitive tone.

Lars his step and opened the glass door leading to the entrance/exit of the school campus. Alissa stepped through the portal and thanked him. Lars walked through the door and continued his walk with the magenta haired woman.

"Um," He tried to remember the menu of what he serves at his brother Lee's restaurant.

"Well, we serve different cuisine from around the world. You know, like Caribbean cuisine, Mediterranean cuisine -"

"Wait, did you say Caribbean cusine!?" Alissa's sudden outburst alerted Lars to the woman's obvious interest.

"Yeah." The blond answered in a stammered tone.

"Do you guys serve banana flambe?" The man observed how brightness in Alissa's forest green orbs. Her wide and cheery smile equally matched the look of zeal in her eyes.

"Yes, I actually have to make it at the table side when a customer orders the dessert." Lars answered with a hint of cockiness in his tone. Truth be told, he was trying to impress the young beauty with the hopes of taking their relationship out of the friend zone.

Alissa suddenly clapped her hands together in obvious delight. "Well, if you're going to be making my favorite dessert for me, then I'll definitely have to stop by." The pink haired youth flashed a sweet smile at the blond male, causing him to blush immensely.

"It would definitely be my honor to serve you." Although Lars answered Alissa statement, he personally referenced his retort in a more perverted way.

"I can't wait to tell my girlfriend about this. What time does your shift start!?"

Lars smirked 'Wow, she's coming by my job and she's bringing a friend. I hope her friend is as hot as her.'

"I work from four to ten tonight." Lars said with a devilish smile on his face

"Alright, we will see you there!" The woman finished the conversation and gave Lars a quick, friendly hug. Lars watched the woman make her way to her vehicle. Once Alissa was inside her vehicle, Lars decided to make his way towards his transportation which was in the opposite direction. 'This is going to be awesome. I have to impress her tonight with this dessert and not burn it.' Although Lars was jovial about the woman's future visit, he was quite nervous about the actually execution of the dessert. Lars had practiced only a handful of time and nearly burnt the banana's each and every time. However, his determination was through the roof, as well as his hormones. He would do everything in his power to master the dessert as well as get closer to his tutor. He would not be able to sustain his sexual appetite with masturbation for much longer.


"Hey, boy, go get us some more wine." The woman asked in a rather crude and demanding tone.

"Yes ma'am." Lars answered another demand of the overly demanding woman, who wore a terribly hideous, bright yellow wing that draped off her shoulders. The older, "blonde" woman, wore a bright, light blue, long sleeve, sheer top. Much to Lars's dismay, her could see her saggy breast through the sheer top...and she was not wearing a bra. Sitting next to her was a significantly older male, who Lars assumed was her husband. He wore a tattered, faded gray suit.

The odd, old couple, have been running Lars ragged the moment the two sat down at a table in his section. Lars barely had any time to wait on his other customers due to the fact that this couple, in particular, would demand something from him each and every time his passed by them.

Although, the young co-ed's body was beyond exhausted, his feet were aching, and his back was getting stiff from busing countless tables, his shift was almost over.

Lars rushed to the kitchen to grab the requested item. Once he grabbed the bottle of wine, he briskly made his way back to the table of the tacky couple.

"Here you go!"

"Wait, boy!" 'What the fuck does he want now!' Lars slowly turned around to face the couple, he was nearly about to flip off on the couple, but quickly contained his composure.

"Yes!?" The agitated youth said in a stifled tone.

"My wife and I would like to order our dessert now." A joyous thought of relief appeared in his mind 'Thank God, their about to leave.'

"Yes, what would you like?" Lars asked with a wide and precious smile on his face. He was overflowing with so much zeal.

"The banana flambe." The wife with the tacky blonde wig answered.

"One banana flambe, coming right up!"

Lars dashed off to the grab serving table the housed the ingredients for the flashy dessert.

Lars arrived to the table in a hurry and pulled out a saute pan along with a bottle of banana liquor. He set the hot plate on high and placed the hot pan on top. With haste, he split three bananas in half in tossed them into the hot pan. He preceded with opening the bottle of banana liquor and dowsed the pan with a generous amount of the alcohol. The pan lit up to a flame in a instant, capturing the attention of the couple and people of the surrounding tables.

"Wow, Lars, that's amazing!" Lars heard a compliment of a very familiar voice. Lars turned his head to right side of his shoulder and his golden orbs absorbed the view of woman he's been waiting to see all night.

'Damn, she looks amazing!' The astonished youth could not take his eyes off the beautifully dress tutor, known as Alissa. She wore a tight, thigh high, purple dress, that hugged each and every inch her curves. Her med-size breast hugged each other closely, revealing her typically hidden cleavage. Standing next to her was another woman dressed in a simple white, short sleeve blouse, accompanied by some black slacks. Lars assumed that she was the friend of Alissa was talking about. However, his eyes could not help but turn back onto Alissa.

"OH MY GOD!"

Lars turned his attention back onto the the couple to only catch the sight of the woman's hair...or wig on fire.

"Shit!" Lars blurted out as he watched the catastrophe unfold before his gold eyes.

The woman threw the wing from the top of her head and threw it onto the ground. Lars instinctively stomped the inflamed wig out until the embers dissipated. When he looked up to the couple, he noticed how the woman's real hair in a low fade. Her face was covered in embarrassment, while her husband's face was sate with anger.

"Let me speak to your manager!" The older man said in a roaring tone.

"Um,-"

"I'm the manager!" Lee's voice reached Lars's ears. Lars did not bother to say one word to his brother since he knew the inevitable was about to happen. 'Fuck!'


Lee released a loud and exhausting sigh while leaning back in his burgundy office chair. He sat behind his desk with a grim look on his face. It was clear to the younger brother what was about to happen, but he just did not want to think about it nor continue to study the look on Lee's depressed visage.

After about what seemed to be eternity, Lee final opened his mouth and spoke. "Lars, I'm sorry to say this-"

"Wait! It was an honest mistake!" The terrified blond made a desperate attempt to save his job. He honestly could not afford to lose his job.

"You were not paying attention. They said that you were looking at someone in the restaurant."

Lars immediately closed his agape mouth. With that being said, he already knew what his second oldest brother was about to tell him.

"I hate to do this, but I have fire you." Lee's said in a genuinely sad tone.

Lars lowered his head and shook it from side to side. 'Kazuya is going to kill me.' Was the only thing the now jobless co-ed could think.


School was out for the day and that was the worse news for Lars had to deal with all day. He was expecting to tell the truth to Kazuya last night, but his bother nor his sister-in-law were home. When Lars got ready for school, he thought he would see Kazuya that morning, but he had already went in to work. However, tonight would not be the case. It was well past five in the evening and Kazuya would be home around six-thirty or seven. Lars knew that he would have to inform his brother of the terrible news and thus deal with the terrible fate.

'Well, my is going to suck...again.' The mood of depression set in on the man's mood as he slowly made his way to the parking lot.

"Hey, Lars!" The man lifted his gaze from the cobble stone ground and connected with the eyes of Alissa who was running towards him. The young male chose to stop where he was standing wait for his tutor to met up with him. Today, she were a simply sleeveless, blue shirt that had the words, TEKKEN LABORATORY pasted on the breast area. She matched the shirt with a simple pair of blur shorts. In comparison, in Lars wore a half-sleeve, navy blue polo shirt, with blue jeans.

"So, I wanted to talk you about last night. I am sorry Lars, I did not mean to distract you." Alissa's words made the pain in Lars heart hurt even more. He was hoping that last night was a really bad and realistic dream, but her words proved that last night was indeed, real.

"It's not your fault, I should have been paying attention." The depressed male said in a somber tone.

"Did.. did he fire you?" Lars noticed how Alissa hesitated to ask the inevitable question.

"Yeah, but...I guess I can search for another job before my brother finds out."

"Oh gosh, I am so sorry."

"No, it's fine..I...I just really liked the dress you were last night." Alissa blushed immediately after Lars's compliment.

"Oh, Stop it Lars."

"I'm serious, I mean, you're very attractive." Another compliment flew from the man.

"Oh, my God, Lars please stop!" Alissa's words were bold, but her tone was sate with embarrassment and flattery.

Sensing that the woman was obviously flattered by his compliments, Lars took it upon himself to step closer to Alissa. Alissa's cheeks flushed an even brighter red. Her chest fell up and down with more speed as Lars smoothly leaned in closure to kiss her.

"Lars, please stop!" Alissa's tone was serious now.

Lars respectfully took a step back from the nervous woman. 'Damn, I was so close!' "What wrong, Alissa?"

"I have a girlfriend!" Alissa's statement seemed like a joke.

"What-what!?" The male asked in a chuckle, but his smirk soon disappeared when he noticed that Alissa's visage was serious.

"I'm a lesbian! That woman you saw me with last night is my girlfriend!"

Lars was too dumbfounded to speak. In a split second, the woman who Lars had developed feelings for had revealed to him the must unexpected truth about herself.

'A...a lesbian. Seriously?'


A/N: Alright, I will post next Sunday, until then I hope you all enjoyed this chapter.