Chapter Three: The Café

I had been living here for four days and I was still jobless. This was sure tough, tougher than I originally want. I did have a new wardrobe thanks to Sango and Miroku. Those two were crazy when it came to shopping but what are you going to do. I lightly blow on the cup of coffee in front of me, it was vanilla cream and it sure did calm me. This wonderful little café that I had been going to since my first morning here was quiet and calm. It was pleasantly decorated with white trim and pictures of fields that are in the country. All the little tables had little white table cloths on them with a small bunch of flowers in the middle. Classical music played in the background just loud enough to hear if you wanted to.

What was I going to do? A job was my priority right now. I had to get one and get out on my own. I had tried the mall and many other stores, but no one will hire me. I think it has to deal with the fact that I don't have US citizenship yet, but I didn't plan on leaving anytime soon so I have no clue why they can't hire me. I sigh and close my eyes as I take a sip from my glass. The warm liquid ran down my throat to my stomach, but the warmth didn't stop there. It spread out throughout my whole body chasing my nerves away.

"Excuse me." I look up to see a girl who mirrored me except for the fact that her eyes were a dull muddy brown. Her nose was also slightly crooked, probably from being broken. I study here name tag.

"Yes… Kikyo. Is there something I can help you with?" I look up at her with a blank face. The same face I gave him anytime he was touching on me and fucking me. For awhile I faked everything to make him believe he was good. After awhile I just didn't care anymore.

"My boss Keade wants me to give you this application to work here. She said if you filled it out today she could interview you and have you start today." I take the paper that was being held out towards me and before I could respond Kikyo was already gone behind the counter. Something was telling me that me and this girl would not get along. She does not know what she is up against. After being beaten half to death by a man there really isn't anything that can hurt you anymore.

I rummage through my never ending person looking for that dumb pen of mine. With a triumphant smile I begin to fill out the form. By the time I was done my coffee was cold and my pen had died. I stand and casually walk to the counter to stand behind a man with long black hair. My heart began to pound. I measured him with my eyes and almost fainted. It wasn't him. I was still safe. After the man in front of me had gotten his coffee he turned. He had ice blue eyes and a smirk a guy would kill for. He was probably self centered and overly cocky. He smiled at me and strutted to a table not too far away. He was wearing a business suit without a tie. Probably on break. I set the form on the counter and an elderly women walked up to me with a smile.

"Hello I'm Keade and I own this little shop. I notice you're in here everyday with a paper looking for a job, I thought to myself 'well this girl seems determined and well mannered.' Here we are. You can have the job if you want it, it'll be money in your pocket."

"What would I be doing?" She looks toward the back where the coffee and small snacks were made. She then looked beside her at Kikyo.

"Well you could be a waitress, I guess. Get people refills or anything else that way they don't have to walk up here. You could make tips." I nod and look around. The place wasn't that big so it could work. "I have an outfit for you if you wanted to start today."

"Thank you Keade I really appreciate this." I follow her into the back through the kitchen. We walk into a locker room type thing and she goes behind a door and walks back out holding a dress. It was a little blue that would probably make my eyes stand out. It was sleeveless and had a corset type back. It looked like it would hit me and about the knees. On the same hanger was a little white apron that I assumed would go around my waist. "What about shoes?"

"That I will leave up to you hun. Your flip flops that you are wearing right now will be fine." I nod and accept the clothes from her. She walks out the door back into her little café. I quickly change picking a locker in the way back.

~~~3 hours later~~~

My feet were killing me and I have had to chase three different males off of me. The only odd thing was, was that the guy I had stood behind earlier was still here and he hadn't said a word to me. Just sits there and watches me. I walk over to him.

"Excuse me sir, but do you need a refill or anything?" He looks up at me and there was eye contact. A smile spread across his face showing fangs. He was demon… awesome.

"Yes a refill would be nice, I'm drink coffee, black. Also I was wondering if I could get your name." I pour some coffee into his glass.

"My name is Kagome. What's yours?" I stand there waiting, but he seemed to have spaced out. It was disappointing me.

"My name is Kouga." He drank his coffee quickly and stood. He took my free hand in his and placed a soft gentle kiss on the back of it before he left.

"Kagome! Bring me back that coffee pot!" Kikyo screamed at me. I gritted my teeth and locked my jaw. It was only my first day and I already wanted to kill her.