"Refund," shouted Rami, anger filling his eyes. "Get me a goddamned refund!" Tsuki rushed over to the injured man and placed a calm hand on his shoulder.
"Sir," she began, her voice shakey with fear, "Please, don't do this. She's just a kid; you know she won't be able to take Boss' punishments!" Rami slapped the woman's hand away and pushed her on the ground behind him.

"You discusting pile of trash," he hissed, "I'll make sure that he gets the both of you! I'll make sure she's the most fucked up kid on the block!" When the woman tried to prop herself on her elbows, he pushed her harder. When she tried to open her mouth to protest, he slapped her and spat in her face. "I'll make sure to it that your face won't be recogniz-"

"Excuse me," purred a green-eyed blond, "Did I just hear 'refund'?"

Satoko looked over at the lean figure that lingered in the doorway. Her eyes narrowed as he came closer. Who was this man? Why had he suddenly appeared from a simple word?

His eyes locked with the younger of the trio, a sweet smile on his face. "Hey there," he nodded, "I'm Jin, your boss." With that, he held his hand out to hers. "Forgive me for not introducing myself earlier, Miss Satoko." Despite the fact that he was an obviously shady character, the girl held her hand out for the man and gave him a nod as if to say 'hello'. With an even warmer smile than before, Jin brought the hand do his lips and gave her a kiss. Seconds later, he emited a low moan. "Better yet, forgive me for not breaking you in myself!" he chuckled, "You smell so sweet. I'm sure it would've been the best pleasure in the world!"

"Pardon," hissed Remi, "But I have a more pressing matter I want resolved." Jin glanced over at the complainer with his usual goofy grin.

"Aa, Remi, my man! I do apologize," purred the himo as he gazed back at the blushing Satoko, "I just get carried away when I'm with an angel, you know?" He gave the girls' hand one last peck before returning his attention to the other male. "What can I help you with?"

"I want a refund," he said gruffly, "That dumb bitch is nothing but trouble. She's a worthless little fucker; she's a waste of my time and hard earned money." Remi glared at said female, his nose crimpling in disgust. "You might as well do away with her."

"You sick fuck!" she spat, "Who the hell are you calling worthless?"

"Stop it," Tsuki said sternly, her voice filled with fear. "J-Just can it for now, alright?" She had long since scooted away from the man and made her way to the door. Satoko, shocked to see her with so much fear, tilted her head in confusion.

"Tsuki, what's wrong..?" The woman shook her head and beckoned her over.

"Hush, Satoko," she said softly, "Come one. Let's let them talk in peace, okay?" With great reluctance, she did as she was asked. All the while, she never noticed the intense glare Jin was giving her on her way out.

"Kakashi," called Sai as he held the cup of tea tighter, "Kakashi?"

"Yes?" He looked up from his book to focus on the distrought teen sitting across from him. "What's wrong?" Naruto and Sai had gone out together, they even had a great time. That is, until Sai ran out of money for food. That's when things began to get too depressing for Naruto; for one, Sai constantly talked about Satoko and all the things he missed about her. Secondly, the blond couldn't take the other's tears too well. So, he had called in Kakashi to take his place. Hey, a grown man knew more about love-sickness, right? Even if he didn't, Naruto knew that Kakashi could stand Sai much more than anyone else.

Sai shifted in his seat, looking off to the television by the bar. "I've been thinking alot about her," he said softly, "And I think I.." The boy shook his head. "Never mind." Even if one couldn't see it, Kakashi was grinning under his mask.

"Aa, I understand." He placed the book down. "You think you love her, Sai?" The man, with his elbow propped on the table, leaned his head on his palm. "Is that it?" Sheepishly, the pale boy nodded. Despite how much he wanted to, Kakashi didn't chuckle or laugh at the boy. Instead, he took a deep breath and decided to go about it as if the younger was an adult. "How long have you thought this, Sai?"

With another uncomfortable shift, the young man rubbed the back of his head. "About a week or two since we've started this whole mission," he chuckled.

"Why do you think you love her?"

"Why not? She's smart, she's witty, she's beautiful.. Kakashi, she's like me, only likable." Sai felt himself smile as he thought about her. "I know you don't think I have anything towards her, but I do. Hell, I'd do anything to see her smile," he continued. His gaze moved back to the thirty-something year old, a serious expression covering his face. "I'd give up being an artist if it meant that she'd come back and be with me forever, Kakashi. And I'm not just pulling that out of my ass."

End.
Forgive me for taking so long on this. I just felt so 'brain dead' for this-and every other-story. I do hope you enjoy it. :3