Yay chapter six is here, and i'm showing how out-going i am by updating this story daily. But it's not my fault i'm praising my beloved readers with another chapter. Again, thank you for everyone who reviews, and i've found out that a few people have made this one of their favourite stories. I wasn't expecting that to happen. Lol i'm such a retard XD

Anyway, hope you enjoy chapter six x

Chapter Six: The Butterfly's Bad Temper

"Follow me, Sakura-chan." Retasu said standing up.

I followed Retasu to another room. This room was like a changing room, except it didn't have cubicles to change in. Retasu opened a dresser and pulled out the uniform I was given the other day.

"Here you go." Retasu smiled as she held out the uniform for me to take.

"Arigatou." I smiled as I took the uniform from her hands.

"I'll just wait outside for you." Retasu quickly left the room.

I stared blankly at the uniform. Why did I want to work? I was usually thinking of ways to get out of school or chores, not volunteering to do them. I sighed as I slipped out of my clothes and threw the uniform over me. The material felt cold against my skin, sending shivers up and down my spine. I placed my work shoes on my feet and began to fold up my other clothes. I placed my belongings beside Ichigo's on the table, my shoes under them. I strode past the mirror, stopping before my reflection could no longer be seen.

Something wasn't right about the way I looked. I looked tired and drained, like I had stayed up all night. I traced my fingers along my cheek bone, my skin felt rough and damaged. My nose and eyes were red, due to my tears over my mother's death. I didn't feel right. It was strange that the tan I had gained when I was in Malta had suddenly faded in a short time. Usually, my tan's lasted at least a fortnight. Sighing heavily, I made my way to the door.

I opened the door to see Retasu holding my duffel bag.

"Here, you left it downstairs." She handed me the bag.

"And you went down to get it?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh no, Shirogane-san brought it up." Retasu answered quickly.

"Right." I took the bag from Retasu's grasp, more like unintentionally snatched it, and walked over to the table where I'd placed my belongings. I dumped the bag beside the table and exited the room.

When I got downstairs, a lot of work was waiting for me. Loads of customers needed us to take their orders, some tables needed cleaning and other customers were waiting for their order to arrive.

"Ah, Sakura-chan," I turned to see Keiichiro walking up to Retasu and me. "Table five wants to order." He handed me a little notepad and pen.

"Great." I said sarcastically as I took the stationary from his hands. I walked over to table five, only to see Minako, Miwa and Moh.

"Konbanwa, Sakura-chan." Miwa smiled.

"Hey." I replied in a puzzled tone.

"I didn't know you worked here." Minako giggled.

I ignored her comment. "What can I get you?"

"I'll have a strawberry cheesecake." Moh decided.

"And I'll have a green tea." Miwa added.

Minako was still looking at the menu. "And what do you want Minako?" I asked impatiently.

"Hmm…I don't know…" She flipped the menu over and had a look at the list of drinks.

I was growing more and more impatient as she continuously flipped the menu over. It was like she was taking her time on purpose. Why didn't she just pick something like Miwa and Moh did? Why did she have to be awkward and take her time? Unnecessary anger was boiling up inside of me. I was ready to release that anger.

"I'll have an ice tea." Minako finally decided, handing me the menu.

"You took your time ordering." I muttered under by breath.

"What was that?" Minako asked.

"Oh nothing." I smiled as I walked into the kitchen. I ripped the order out of the notepad and placed it next to the other orders.

"Sakura-chan!" I turned my head to see Ichigo walking towards me.

"Hey, Ichigo-chan." I smiled.

"Are you okay now?" She asked.

"Hai." I sighed.

"Are you sure? I mean, you look tired." So I wasn't the only one who noticed my odd appearance.

"Ichigo, I'm fine." I assured.

"Ok then." She picked up some cheesecakes and glided over towards table seven. She stopped halfway when she saw the girls from school. She began to talk to them, completely forgetting that she was suppose to give table seven their order.

I waited for her to walk away from the girls. Does she always do this, I though to myself. I saw table seven get impatient, so I walked over to Ichigo.

"Ichigo, table seven are waiting for their order." I stated. She didn't even turn to face me. Instead, she sat down on an empty chair and placed the orders on the end of the table. I growled as I picked up the plates and took them over to table seven. "Here you are. I'm sorry they didn't get here sooner."

"Arigatou." The male teen smiled at me. I smiled in return and walked away, hearing him and the girl with him argue.

"Oh Sakura-chan." I heard Minto sing.

I looked around for her and saw her sitting at a table with an empty cup in her hands. "Yes, Minto-chan?"

"Are you okay?" She asked me.

I looked at her suspiciously. "Yes I'm fine."

"Good." She held out the empty cup towards me. "Could you get me some more tea? I'm parched."

"Why don't you get it yourself?" I asked.

"Because I'm too tired to move." Minto answered dramatically.

"Oh you poor thing." I cooed sarcastically. I snatched the cup from her hands and walked over to the kitchen, only to have Purin walk in my way and collide with me, almost knocking me over.

"Oh, gomennasai, Sakura 'nee-chan." Purin screamed louder than she needed to.

"It wasn't your fault, Purin-chan." I smiled.

"Are you okay?" She asked me.

I let out an exasperated sigh. "Yes I'm fine."

"But you don't look fine." Purin stated, staring at me intently.

"Looks can be deceiving." I explained, walking into the kitchen.

I started to make the tea for Minto, getting her a clean cup and boiling some water. I turned around, only to have Retasu walk into me, causing her to drop 8 pieces of China on the floor. A sharp piece fell on my arm, leaving a wide gash. The cut started at my wrist, ending halfway down my forearm. Blood ran down my arm, dripping onto the tiled kitchen flooring.

"Sakura-chan, are you okay?" Retasu screamed as she ran to the side of me.

"Yes. I'm fine." I seethed.

I traced a finger along the edge of my cut. The touch burned slightly, but I wasn't bothered by it. It felt like I was used to the pain.

"What's going on in here?" Ichigo and the others ran into the kitchen, seeing the broken china and the blood dripping on the floor.

"Sakura-chan, are you okay?" Ichigo asked. I was really getting sick of that question.

"Yes. For the fifth time, I'm okay." I answered. I looked around the kitchen, the Mew Mews followed my gaze.

"What are you looking for, Sakura?" Retasu asked me.

I turned to face her. "Something I clean this up with."

"Something like this?" Ichigo picked up a broom and threw it at me.

I quickly caught it before it hit me on the face. "Yes, like that."

"Sakura-chan, let me clean it up. It was me who dropped them." Retasu grabbed a hold of the broom while it was still in my hands.

"Yeah, Sakura, let her do it." Retasu and I turned to Minto. "Besides, you still need to make me my tea."

"Minto, are you incapable of making your own stupid tea?!" I shouted. Everyone's eyes turned to me.

"N-no I-" Minto stuttered before I interrupted.

"Well you can bloody make it yourself! I'm not your slave!" I fumed.

"Sakura, calm down." Ichigo ordered.

"No, I will not calm down. Today has been very stressful for me and I don't need you lot constantly asking me if I'm okay while I'm trying to act like none of it has happened!" I think I had lost it.

I ran out of the kitchen, hearing the Mew Mews shout my name, and headed to our changing room upstairs. I slammed the door behind me and grabbed the nearest heavy item, which happened to be a wooden chair, not very heavy at all. I pushed it in front of the door so no one could get in while I changed out of my work uniform and back into my own clothes.

When I finished changing, I grabbed my duffel bag and removed the chair from in front of the door. I growled before yanking the door open to see the Mew Mews. They looked like they were startled by the sudden movement of the door.

"Sakura-chan, your shift hasn't ended yet." Retasu stated shyly, looking at my clothes.

"Well it has now! 'Cause I quit!" I screamed as I shoved past them and stormed down the stairs and out of the café.

"Sakura-chan, you can't quit!" Ichigo shouted.

"Well I just did!" I screamed as I continued to walk away from the café. I fished in my pocket and pulled out my Mew pendant. I tossed it backwards without looking. "And you can that piece of plastic back and all!"

Tears flowed freely from my violet orbs as I ran to a destination I didn't know. I just wanted to be far away from the Mew Mews and the café. That place has been nothing but trouble. I hated Ichigo for taking me to that damned place the other day. I hated Minto for thinking that I was her slave. I was sick of Retasu and Purin apologizing for the things I did.

I ended up in a graveyard which was behind a church. A low and rusty metal fence surrounded it. I climbed over the fence and ran through the graveyard, making sure I wasn't being disrespectful by walking over anyone's grave. I made my way to the church that was in front of the graveyard. I wasn't a Christian or anything, but I believed in God most of the time.

I opened the church door slowly. There was no one here, not even a Priest. I heard the church door slam shut as I walked further into the church. Being the only one in the church made me feel slightly paranoid. I anxiously turned my head at any sound made in the church, even when it was my own two feet making the noise.

I sat down on the bench on the first row, placing my bag at the side of me. I was tired, my arm was numb and I felt depressed. This day had been an awful one, one I would never want to repeat. I missed my mother so much, her smile would never warm my heart again, her stern words would never strike fear into my younger self. I looked up at the stained glass windows in front of me. One showed a picture of a mother holding her baby tightly in her arms. I remembered the first time I saw Lini in my mother's arms, that was a picture. I didn't remember any time when my mother held me in her arms like that, that memory was erased from my mind long ago, fresh memories had replaced it.

I sniffed for the last time as the tears were now silent. I looked at the statue of Jesus, nailed to the cross, that was placed in the middle of the windows.

"At least she didn't die like that." I softly spoke as the tears slowly subsided.

"Didn't die like what?"

I quickly turned around and stood up to see Kisshu sitting on the bench behind me. "Kisshu, what're you doing here?"

"I came to find you, since you weren't at home." He answered.

"What did you want to find me for?" I asked as I sat back down. He stood up and wrapped his arms around my neck.

"Because I wanted to see you again." His breath heated the flesh on my neck. It sent shivers up my spine.

"And you knew that I would come to a church?" I turned to face him, our faces were inches apart.

"No." He smiled. I looked at him with a confused look. "I saw you run here."

"Oh." I turned my head to face the front of me.

"When I was at your house it looked…empty."

"And?"

"Well I expected at least one person to be there, even if that one person wasn't you." Kisshu removed his arms from around my neck and jumped over the bench.

"Well don't expect me or my family to be there anymore." I told him, my tears were on the verge of falling once more.

"Why not?" He floated in front of me with his legs crossed. I wanted to know how he did that. Well, he was a different race from me, so floating would probably be an everyday thing to him.

"Because…" I looked down. The tears began to fall, I just hoped that I wouldn't start sobbing. I felt my chin being lifted. I was now staring into Kisshu's hypnotic golden eyes.

"Because what?"

"Because my mother died earlier today." I softly answered, looking away from his eyes. From the corner of my eye, I saw Kisshu's eyes widen with shock. I didn't think he was expecting that as my answer.

"I'm sorry." He answered, his voice almost a whisper.

I looked at him with my glazed eyes. "You have nothing to be sorry for."

"That's what you think." He whispered quietly. I had to strain my hearing so I could understand what he had said.

"What do you mean?" I asked. He looked away from me, muttering something under his breath. "Kisshu, what do you mean?"

"What did they tell you the cause of death was?" Kisshu asked me.

"An RTC, why?"

Kisshu growled. "I can't believe it."

"You can't believe what?" I asked. Does he know something?

"Sakura, I'm so sorry."

"Sorry for what?" I asked. He was acting awfully suspicious.

Kisshu took a deep breath. "Does your mother have pink hair like yours?"

My eyes widened. "Y-yeah, why?"

Kisshu wouldn't look me in the eye. "Sakura," I looked at Kisshu intently. "We killed your mother."

Was you expecting that at the end? Lol i think i like torturing Sakura don't i? And Minako made a brief appearance too. I wanted to use her again, since she was only in the first chapter. But i was thinking of killing her...but i've only just killed her mother so i'll have to leave it until another five chapters. I wonder how long this fic will be? I was thinking maybe over 15 chapters. But i'm not sure how far all of you will go with me to complete this story. Would you read to the end?

Well make sure you leave those reviews. I love those things. They put a smile to my face and make me want to continue this story, but i honestly don't know how it's going to end. I didn't even plan this ending to happen. I was going to do something else, which might be used in another chapter.

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