Distractions Bar (Open RP - always read first post)

[Saga]

All of them grinned and nodded. Seemed like they were from some model agency or something? Much beauty at one place, Miura rolled eyes and let out a sigh.

-"There you go,Mr. Moody. Why not have some fun tonight? The bar is pretty much empty, it's holidays soon.",one of them said.

-"Uh,exactly that's why it's not a good ide-...",Miura was disturbed as soon as the door opened to have the manager enter.

-"KEEEENTAROOOOU! I got to know about some tarantula accident in the bar!",he dashed in which made Kentarou rub his temples, "Give me a break,man." - he thought.

 

-"Hello,sir!"

-"Where is the staff?",the manager glanced over Akinari,"We have a new bartender?!""

[Dark Sky]

"e-eh? a bartender? uhm..i'm not..a..bartender.." Akinari steps back closer to Miura. This man who just comes in was loud and have a fearsome face. I wonder if he's the one in charge of the bar. "M-miura.. am I in t-trouble..?" he whispered.

This is all to sudden, just now he was having conversation with Miura. Calm and peaceful. Then suddenly a bunch of females or so he thought comes and chattering happily. Seems like hitting on Miura?

Now this, a man out of nowhere talking about tarantula and shooting glares to him. Cold sweat runs down his back.

[Saga]

Miura noticed that the boy was getting scared and ruffled his hair,

-"No,sir. This is my younger brother."

Everyone got silent. Then Kentarou's friends laughed and turned to the manager,

-"You don't know that Kentarou had a younger brother?!",they all covered up for them.

 

-"Oh,I see.",the manager calmed down and lit a cigarette,"Get me one glass of vodka.",he ordered to Miura. A minute later he had his order served and the rest of the group ordered.

Miura glanced over Akinari,

-"Will you get me lemons from the staff room?"

[Dark Sky]

Akinari looks up to Miura. So now I have to pretend that I'm Miura's brother. Akinari nods to himself. If it'll save Miura from trouble then okay.

"Lemons. In staff room. Okay.." Akinari answered him. Staff room. He didn't even know where that is. I'm just going to try my luck. Maybe that room when Miura first enter is the staff room. Walking pass the manager with heads down he goes to the room. Lucky for him there's a plate that written 'staffs room' on the door.

As soon as he enters, he was a bit startled. The room is quite big for a staff room. "I need to find lemons." he whispered to himself. Akinari then start looking for the lemons.

[Saga]

-"Oi,Kentarou, you should try get yourself a lover.", the boy that looked most like girl leaned forward,locking lips in a pout,"Though you rejected me a few times."

The rest of the males laughed,as the manager stood up to see off the last visitors for today,or so it seemed,"Well,boys,let's call it a night and have some drink. Miura, get the cocktails done with these hands of yours."

 

The bartender seemed a bit spaced out,"Hopefully he won't get the pot where I hid the tarantula from last time..." - rubbing the back of his head he thought about Akinari not getting scared in case he sees the tarantula which in fact was about to die anyway and Kentarou felt sorry for it and bought it as wanted to be its last master. He took care of it as if it was a human being,and so the tarantula didn't even hard anyone around Kentarou.

[Dark Sky]

wanting to find the lemons quickly, Akinari search through everything. He opens boxes and containers even pots.

At one particular pot he opens, something suddenly crawls onto his hand. Akinari froze. His eyes fixed on the eight legged creature that looks like its staring back at him.

"t-t-tarantula..." He was about to scream when he remembered the ferocious manager was asking Miura about tarantula incident, too scared to move but not wanting to create a scene, he just stand there frozen while the creature slowly crawls closer to his shoulder. "M-miura.. help.." his eyes starts getting teary. He hates everything that crawls and scared of them.

[Saga]

While everyone was chatting and no one paid attention to Miura,he slipped away and just in time entered the staff room. The boy was so occupied with the fear of that tarantula,that he didn't even notice Miura was already inside. He put his palm on the boy's shoulder,allowing to the tarantula to crawl onto his hand.

 

Oddly enough he managed to put it carefully in the pot and leave it back into place. Kentarou turned to the trembling Akinari and leaned down since was taller than the boy,

-"Are you okay,kid?",he would gently ask.

[Dark Sky]

His face was as pale as a ghost "I-is that spider y-yours, sir...? L-lucky i didn't scream.." Akinari answered stuttering since he still afraid. He tries to crack a smile but it turns awkward.

after that he flopped to the floor, his legs giving away. "t-that was scary..." Akinari hold his own hands trying to stop them from trembling. He don't want to look more weak than he already is.

[Saga]

Kentarou knelt down as the boy as close the one of the shelves, he leaned forward,having his chest slightly in touch with the boy's cheek. For a few seconds it looked as if Miura hugged him in a way, then he went all,

-"Found them.", what he found? Miura leaned back with a big smile,showing the boy the lemons,"Silly, what you look for is always under your nose." Another ruffle came on Akinari's head.

[Dark Sky]

"m-maybe i'm rushing too much..eheh..." Akinari simply answered but he didn't look to Miura at all. Oddly he only stares to the floor and didn't move an inch.

"what was that..? He was so close and his chest...i'm feeling suffocated by his...scent.." Akinari feel his whole body warming up as he thought about this.

[Saga]

He got up and tilted head,

-"Let's go back. I have cocktails to do, you can see my style of spinning the bottle.",Kentarou teased the boy and with the lemons in hands he went out.

 

-"Kentarou,where are the cocktails?",the manager shouted from one of the tables which was occupied by the males.

-"Coming,coming,sir.",Miura gave a nod as rolled sleeves up,getting in the mood for his little magics.

[Dark Sky]

"whew..." Akinari let a sigh of relief, at least Miura wasn't that close anymore. It was after a few seconds that Akinari finally stands up. Tarantula long forgotten, Miura scent was keeping him distracted. Calming himself down and making sure he didn't blush like some damsel in love, Akinari walks out from the staff room and towards the bar, just in time to see Miura perform his magic.

[Lavi]

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Wearing his black coat, his long white scarf wraps around his head. His ears turned red from the cold wind that beat at his face. His bag that he uses to carry his manuscripts was tuck under his left arm as he hides his hands in the warm pockets. Kohaku had planned to go straight home and sleep all day however, he had work to do. After all, his editor called him over to the company to talk about his new series that morning to discuss something important that may “Chang his Life”, the voice mail that was left to him said. He thought maybe they had a theme they wanted him to work on however; it was not what he had expected. All his life, he had only written stories with the genre; fantasy, sci-fi, mystery, romance, all but... smut.

Kohei told him that many of his fans had sent letters and requested him to write an erotic novel. Kohaku, shock, rejected the idea. Kohei, using the same tactics with his sci-fi stories (a genre which he wasn't good at), said that the president was looking forward to the new theme. The president was an old classmate of Kohaku’s older brother and one he looked up to when he was a kid. Besides, Kohei mentioned that the president looked excited about the new theme as well. He was told to go find ideas at a bar. Maybe, that might spite some ideas for the new series. Yea, right…

Kohaku stops in his tracks as he sopts a bar, almost hidden, with a sign that said, "Distractions Bar".

 

"Outrageous as it sounds, I'm taking your advice, Kohei."

 

Kohaku sighs as he walks forward and opens the door to a world he had never once encountered in his life. The bar was beautiful. He had no complaint about the music. Especially the staff. It was as if he walked into a movie. Taking a seat, he hangs his bag on the chair and loosens his scarf. He was still cold. Observing the bar, he smirks. Maybe coming here tonight might add some spice in his life.

[Saga]

A hop and two,he just threw in the air the bottles,spinning them. But his emotionless and cold face made the magic look even more cooler, in the sense of being as if out of a non-existence world.

Miura made the ordered cocktails,noticing Akinari walking out the staff room. The boy looked somehow 'in a mess', Kentarou pretended he didn't see the red face of his, and the door opened. A young male walked in,firm and tall.

 

Kentarou bowed a bit and welcomed the customer. In that late hour although only friends and the staff were there,actually a client walked in.

One of Miura's friends came to take the cocktails,jokingly saying

-"Yo,Miura,don't take long and come drink with us after that!", Kentarou didn't want to drink for some reason,why could it be? He ignored his friend and turned to the new client,

-"What would it be,sir?"

[Lavi]

Kohaku looks up at the male and was silent for a moment. Good looking, perhaps he could be a good reference for a character for his new series. But then, it would be rude to use him as a reference without the male's permission. Kohaku rest his leg on top the other and straightens his back.

 

"This is my first time in a bar." He looks around once again and shows a small smile.

 

'I like it here.' Kohaku looks back at the male and smiles.

 

"What would you recommend for a newcomer, bartender?"

[Saga]

The bartender hopped the supporting him towel over shoulder and looked straight back at the other. If one skill Kentarou had,it'd be the sharp mind and sense,to make one's beverage based on the customer's personality. The customer this time looked as if having their own world. And who didn't? But that make male was different. Miura massaged lightly his nape as turned around without saying a word. He picked a few bottles and starting making the cocktail he thought would suit the male.

 

Oddly enough when he was done, he served it under a special bartender lid,so the other had to lift it up,and find out the whiskey cocktail with flavor of watermelon. Why actually Miura picked that? It was odd,but indeed the cocktail tasted good. Suited for people that are lost in the summer heat,and that customer seemed like being lost.

[Lavi]

Kohaku found the male's movements were fast and honest. When the bartender set his drink down, Kohaku stares in wonder. When he lift the lid, the color of the cocktail intrigued him. He lifts the cocktail, takes a whiff of the scent then slowly takes a sip. The sweet sensational taste of the cocktail slowly tingles his senses and he smiles in satisfaction.

 

"You definitely know how to make a customer happy." Kohaku said as he grins and set the cocktail down. "What is the name of this cocktail? I might just order it again, next time I come here." He said as he rest his chin on his palm. Maybe it wasn't such a bad idea to come here after all.

[Saga]

Miura took the dirty shakers away to the sink,while the male was trying out the cocktail. When Kentarou got back to stand before the male, it made somehow the bartender happy. May be it was because he has only the job in his life,and did enjoy when his customers are satisfied. Was that the reason why the manager actually hired,once again,a weirdo like him?

 

The client asked for the name,with a smiling face as an expression. Kentarou replied very calmly,

-"It has no name.", what? How it didn't have a name. It couldn't be that Kentarou actually did the cocktail himself like - right now,could it be? "Why you not name it,sir?",he dared the male.

[Lavi]

Kohaku smirks at the male but a sweat falls down his cheek. He wasn't very good at names. He even had problems naming his characters. He was more a writer that writes the scenarios and stories, not the names.

 

"Hmm..."

 

If he were to think of the drink in terms of a story board, then it would be much easier. He closes his eyes in thought. He creates the image that first came to mind when he first sipped the delicious cocktail. The vast ocean sky enthralled his vision as the white silk clouds slowly travels the heavens, the saccharine taste of the red triangular fruit from his palm tickles down a red liquid that escapes his lips. Kohaku eyes open as he smirks at the bartender.

 

“Why don’t I name it, ‘Tang of Summer Reminiscences’?

 

'How was that?' He thought.

[Saga]

-"So it be,sir.",Miura gave his agree because after all it was a drink that suited only that male's tastes and no one else,doubtfully the other realized that Kentarou really meant that that drink was fully devoted to his persona.

 

Soon after Miura's shift was to end and he could finally take off his work-suit, though of all he only loosened to maximum his necktie. How he hated the suffocating feeling of its. He slid one glass one the bar and poured himself some fresh, seemed he was really avoiding alcohol. The moment his boss gave agree with a glance,Kentarou lit a cigarette inside the bar.

-"Kentarou,go turn the sign for closed.",his manager shouted from the table around the corner.

[Dark Sky]

Akinari quickly approached Miura, he didn't want to disturb him before with the customer but now the bar is closing and he supposed to be related with Miura.

"uh..Miura..how can I go back alone if..that manager keeps watching..? he'll know we're not related and you'll get in trouble." Akinari looks down

"i dont want that to happen..."

 

((OOC: sorry for my long absence QAQ))

[Lavi]

Kohaku sighs and takes a sip of the drink before going back to his work. Before long, his manager called him.

 

"What is it?" Kohaku asked, puzzled. "Did I forget something? Or did you both come up with a new idea?" He heard Kohei chuckles and raise a brow. This might not be good...

 

"Now, now, Kohaku. I was thinking, why don't you find a partner there to help your story? Might be a good experience."

 

Kohaku sips the last drop of his drink and calmly set the bill down.

 

"Sounds like a good idea. However, I don't wanna." Kohaku said childishly. He didn't like relationships that would have a bad start such as that. Has he ever even thought of love before? "I don't like to be in a fabricated relationship."

 

"Well, you're right." Kohei sighs. "Good luck with your story."

 

"Thanks." Kohaku cuts off the line and takes his equipment. "What kind of author encourages you to go that far for a story?" He shakes his head as he left the bar. Looking back, he smiles. "I guess I'll come back here again some time." With that, Kohaku headed home.

 

 

Kohei close his phone and put it away as he gaze outside the office window with his hands in his pockets.

 

"I guess, using this as an excuse to secretly help him find a lover, came a little too strong." The president smiles sadly.

 

"Well, it's a good start. He has amazing talent but I want him to experience other passion outside of work as well. This may be an idiotic idea,"

 

"It is, Hachizuki." Kohei agrees as he nods. Hachizuki grins.

 

"Well, it might our only hope. He's difficult."

 

"Because he doesn't like goukons or go out much in the social circle."

 

"You know he doesn't like those kind of events." Kohei rest his hand behind his head as he frowns with worry.

 

"If his ranks falls, it's you're fault." Hachizuki smiles mischievously.

 

"You don't trust him?"

 

"I believe in him." With that, Kohei left the office. Sitting back, Hachizuki smiles and enjoys the falling snow.

[greenghost]

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There he was, standing across the street from the bar. He watched the customers, old and new, walk in with smiling faces. All he had to do was cross the street and walk in. Just walk across, open the door, and take it from there. The only problem for Kanashimi was that he was scared. His face was bright red, and sweat beaded on his forehead. 'What if something goes wrong? What if someone takes advantage of me? It's happened with the girls I used to date, what if these guys are the same?' And there was only one way to find out. He took a deep breath in, took off his writing glasses in an attempt to look more masculine, wiped away the sweat, and then started across the street. 'So far,' he reached for the door handle, opening it up to the sounds of the crowds and music. '...So good.'

[gin]

Ain had arrived from his long absence from the bar. He had no recollection of the people's faces--they're new customers. He sighed heavily and went to the station, how he wished he never left the place for so long. He stared at the clock, the day's about to end. He should at least entertain the customers, he thought. He's a bartender, after all.

 

He leaned at the wine shelves and waited for whomever's going to approach.