Bar Talk (Sailor Moon; Seiya/Usagi; #27)
Title: Bar Talk
Author: seikochan
Pairing: Tsukino Usagi (Sailor Moon) x Seiya Kou (Sailor Star Fighter)
Fandom: Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon
Theme: #27. overflow
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Tsukino Usagi, Seiya Kou, Yaten Kou, and any of the other characters that pop up in this drabble are not my property, but belong to the magnificent Naoko Takeuchi. I just like to steal them away every now and then, forcing them to act out situations that never happened in the manga/anime/live-action series/Myus, and probably never will. Neither do I own "The Mummy" (from which I stole a line), but I do own this AU. Mwahahaha.
30 Kisses Checklist: Seiya/Usagi
"Two whiskey sours! And hurry it up, will ya?"
"Damn pipsqueak," the dark-haired boy muttered darkly, glaring at his friend's retreating back, but obediently set about to mixing the drinks. It was a Saturday night, and sure enough, the 'Silver Millennium' was completely packed. Seiya could barely see anything past his bar due to the sheer number of people in the crowd.
The young man sighed and shot a longing look towards the stage where tonight's act, two upcoming idols (Aino Minako and Reiko Mars, he heard a couple of customers saying), were performing for the audience. It wasn't fair! Ever since 'that incident', Taiki had banned him from performing for an entire month, instead assigning him to bartending duty - "to keep you out of trouble," he had said.
Seiya huffed, topping the drinks with lemon wedges and cherries. He wasn't very fond of bar duty, but at least it was better than waiting. The boy's mood brightened at the thought and he grinned at Yaten, who was stomping towards the bar with a furious expression.
"I was groped! For the fifth time tonight! By a MAN!" the silver-haired boy's cries grew increasingly hysterical with each exclamation. "Well, you already act enough like a girl, always primping yourself in the mirror and taking ages in the bathroom. No big surprise there," Seiya drawled, snickering softly at his expression. Yaten scowled, thrusting the guest checks at him. "Just mix the drinks, bar boy," he hissed, stalking off with the whiskey sours.
Seiya rolled his eyes, pulling out the ingredients for a cosmopolitan. Honestly, the way that boy acted, it was no wonder he was getting ... felt up ... all the ...
The dark-haired boy stopped mixing the drink, his eyes firmly fixated on a pair of long, white legs. His gaze moved up, stopping at a pair of denim cut-offs and wondering how frayed material could fit so well on somebody, before moving on to a lacey white tunic that hugged the person's curves just right, trailing over a smooth, white neck, a pair of glossy pink lips, a perky little nose, and finally, the prettiest pair of baby blues he had ever seen.
The eyes blinked at him, and he took a step back to focus on the person. It was a girl - not too old, probably barely over the legal age. She held every appearance of an innocent schoolgirl, and Seiya had to fumble with a piece of ice to get his mind off that particular train of thought. "Um ... What can I get for you?" he asked, wincing as his voice cracked slightly. 'Aw, man ... Way to go, Seiya. One cute teenager and you're right back to puberty.'
Her smile was genuine, if not slightly hesitant. "Um ... Just a glass of water, please," she said. "Water ... Just water. Right. Gotcha," Seiya repeated the order two more times before reaching for a glass and filling it with the liquid. His hand shook slightly, causing a small amount to spill on the bar top. Seiya cursed under his breath, reaching for a rag and wiping the surface clean before setting the glass down in front of her.
The girl giggled, settling down upon a bar stool. "Thanks," she grinned, taking a sip of the drink. He nodded dumbly, but in his mind, he was slamming his head repeatedly against the wall of the bar. He shoved the rag beneath the counter, settling against the bar top in what he hoped was a casual, cool position.
"So, what's a place like you doing in a girl like this?" he asked smoothly. She sputtered slightly against the water, her face stretched out in a painful smile as she coughed, and it took him all of five seconds before he realized his mistake. He didn't hold back this time, and actually thumped his head against the counter.
"Shoot, I'm sorry. I don't know what's wrong with me tonight," he apologized, cursing whatever god had thought it funny to pick on him that night. She wiped the last of her tears away, flashing her pearly whites in a wide grin. "It's alright, I get that way too sometimes," she assured him, and he grinned back sheepishly.
"Well, to answer your question, I'm just waiting for my friends. They're performing right now, but we'll be heading home after they're done," she said, turning her gaze to the stage and smiling fondly at the two girls. Seiya blinked - she was with the idol girls? "Are you an idol too, then?"
She started at the question, and shook her head. "Nope - Rei says my singing's the reason why Japan has so many earthquakes," she chuckled in a self-depreciating manner. "Besides, I don't think I'd like being an idol. Minako-chan and Rei-chan are always so busy; it's a miracle that they can still spend time with me." The girl looked down at her lap, fiddling with the hem of her tunic.
"But you'd make a great idol. You're more than pretty enough," Seiya said honestly. She looked up at him, surprise evident in her eyes before giving way to warm happiness. "Thank you ... Seiya?" she gestured to his nametag.
"Uh ... Yeah. Nice to meet you ..." he trailed off, looking to her expectantly. "Usagi. Tsukino Usagi," she replied, her cheeks dimpling as she smiled. "Usagi ..." he breathed. 'Man, even her name's perfect,' he thought to himself, catching sight of her oddly-styled blonde hair, trussed up into two buns atop her head while the rest flowed down naturally.
"Oi, Seiya! What happened to that cosmopolitan?" Yaten snapped, slamming his tray onto the counter and glaring at the bartender. "Aw, shoot," Seiya groaned, reality crashing hard upon him in the form of a prissy silver-haired waiter. "Just a moment, your Self-Centeredness," he muttered, going back to the half-finished beverage. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted Usagi peering out at the stage.
"Well, it looks like they're done for the night," she announced, downing the rest of her water. She stood up and shot one last smile at him. "See you around, Seiya," she smiled, bowing politely before moving away. Seiya stared after her, feeling oddly bereft and ... wet ...
"Seiya, you dolt! Look what you did!" Yaten screeched. Seiya snapped back to his senses, cursing a blue streak upon seeing the overflow of vodka. He reached down for the cleaning rag, determinedly ignoring Yaten's shrieking, when he spotted a single napkin on the counter. Something was scribbled hastily on its surface, and the bartender picked it up, holding it close to try and make out what it said.
His face stretched into an impossibly wide grin, and he looked towards the entrance of the club. Sure enough, there she was with her idol friends, watching him for his reaction. He waved the napkin into the air and Usagi grinned, blowing him a kiss. Her dark-haired friend started to berate her, but she was cut off by a happy squeal from the blonde one, and the three of them sauntered out of the club.
Seiya Kou tucked the napkin - on which Tsukino Usagi had written her name and phone number, along with a doodle of an Odango-haired character - safely into his pocket. He cleaned the counter, fixed up a new cosmopolitan, and sent a fuming Yaten on his way.
Bartending duty wasn't so bad, after all.
Author: seikochan
Pairing: Tsukino Usagi (Sailor Moon) x Seiya Kou (Sailor Star Fighter)
Fandom: Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon
Theme: #27. overflow
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Tsukino Usagi, Seiya Kou, Yaten Kou, and any of the other characters that pop up in this drabble are not my property, but belong to the magnificent Naoko Takeuchi. I just like to steal them away every now and then, forcing them to act out situations that never happened in the manga/anime/live-action series/Myus, and probably never will. Neither do I own "The Mummy" (from which I stole a line), but I do own this AU. Mwahahaha.
30 Kisses Checklist: Seiya/Usagi
"Two whiskey sours! And hurry it up, will ya?"
"Damn pipsqueak," the dark-haired boy muttered darkly, glaring at his friend's retreating back, but obediently set about to mixing the drinks. It was a Saturday night, and sure enough, the 'Silver Millennium' was completely packed. Seiya could barely see anything past his bar due to the sheer number of people in the crowd.
The young man sighed and shot a longing look towards the stage where tonight's act, two upcoming idols (Aino Minako and Reiko Mars, he heard a couple of customers saying), were performing for the audience. It wasn't fair! Ever since 'that incident', Taiki had banned him from performing for an entire month, instead assigning him to bartending duty - "to keep you out of trouble," he had said.
Seiya huffed, topping the drinks with lemon wedges and cherries. He wasn't very fond of bar duty, but at least it was better than waiting. The boy's mood brightened at the thought and he grinned at Yaten, who was stomping towards the bar with a furious expression.
"I was groped! For the fifth time tonight! By a MAN!" the silver-haired boy's cries grew increasingly hysterical with each exclamation. "Well, you already act enough like a girl, always primping yourself in the mirror and taking ages in the bathroom. No big surprise there," Seiya drawled, snickering softly at his expression. Yaten scowled, thrusting the guest checks at him. "Just mix the drinks, bar boy," he hissed, stalking off with the whiskey sours.
Seiya rolled his eyes, pulling out the ingredients for a cosmopolitan. Honestly, the way that boy acted, it was no wonder he was getting ... felt up ... all the ...
The dark-haired boy stopped mixing the drink, his eyes firmly fixated on a pair of long, white legs. His gaze moved up, stopping at a pair of denim cut-offs and wondering how frayed material could fit so well on somebody, before moving on to a lacey white tunic that hugged the person's curves just right, trailing over a smooth, white neck, a pair of glossy pink lips, a perky little nose, and finally, the prettiest pair of baby blues he had ever seen.
The eyes blinked at him, and he took a step back to focus on the person. It was a girl - not too old, probably barely over the legal age. She held every appearance of an innocent schoolgirl, and Seiya had to fumble with a piece of ice to get his mind off that particular train of thought. "Um ... What can I get for you?" he asked, wincing as his voice cracked slightly. 'Aw, man ... Way to go, Seiya. One cute teenager and you're right back to puberty.'
Her smile was genuine, if not slightly hesitant. "Um ... Just a glass of water, please," she said. "Water ... Just water. Right. Gotcha," Seiya repeated the order two more times before reaching for a glass and filling it with the liquid. His hand shook slightly, causing a small amount to spill on the bar top. Seiya cursed under his breath, reaching for a rag and wiping the surface clean before setting the glass down in front of her.
The girl giggled, settling down upon a bar stool. "Thanks," she grinned, taking a sip of the drink. He nodded dumbly, but in his mind, he was slamming his head repeatedly against the wall of the bar. He shoved the rag beneath the counter, settling against the bar top in what he hoped was a casual, cool position.
"So, what's a place like you doing in a girl like this?" he asked smoothly. She sputtered slightly against the water, her face stretched out in a painful smile as she coughed, and it took him all of five seconds before he realized his mistake. He didn't hold back this time, and actually thumped his head against the counter.
"Shoot, I'm sorry. I don't know what's wrong with me tonight," he apologized, cursing whatever god had thought it funny to pick on him that night. She wiped the last of her tears away, flashing her pearly whites in a wide grin. "It's alright, I get that way too sometimes," she assured him, and he grinned back sheepishly.
"Well, to answer your question, I'm just waiting for my friends. They're performing right now, but we'll be heading home after they're done," she said, turning her gaze to the stage and smiling fondly at the two girls. Seiya blinked - she was with the idol girls? "Are you an idol too, then?"
She started at the question, and shook her head. "Nope - Rei says my singing's the reason why Japan has so many earthquakes," she chuckled in a self-depreciating manner. "Besides, I don't think I'd like being an idol. Minako-chan and Rei-chan are always so busy; it's a miracle that they can still spend time with me." The girl looked down at her lap, fiddling with the hem of her tunic.
"But you'd make a great idol. You're more than pretty enough," Seiya said honestly. She looked up at him, surprise evident in her eyes before giving way to warm happiness. "Thank you ... Seiya?" she gestured to his nametag.
"Uh ... Yeah. Nice to meet you ..." he trailed off, looking to her expectantly. "Usagi. Tsukino Usagi," she replied, her cheeks dimpling as she smiled. "Usagi ..." he breathed. 'Man, even her name's perfect,' he thought to himself, catching sight of her oddly-styled blonde hair, trussed up into two buns atop her head while the rest flowed down naturally.
"Oi, Seiya! What happened to that cosmopolitan?" Yaten snapped, slamming his tray onto the counter and glaring at the bartender. "Aw, shoot," Seiya groaned, reality crashing hard upon him in the form of a prissy silver-haired waiter. "Just a moment, your Self-Centeredness," he muttered, going back to the half-finished beverage. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted Usagi peering out at the stage.
"Well, it looks like they're done for the night," she announced, downing the rest of her water. She stood up and shot one last smile at him. "See you around, Seiya," she smiled, bowing politely before moving away. Seiya stared after her, feeling oddly bereft and ... wet ...
"Seiya, you dolt! Look what you did!" Yaten screeched. Seiya snapped back to his senses, cursing a blue streak upon seeing the overflow of vodka. He reached down for the cleaning rag, determinedly ignoring Yaten's shrieking, when he spotted a single napkin on the counter. Something was scribbled hastily on its surface, and the bartender picked it up, holding it close to try and make out what it said.
His face stretched into an impossibly wide grin, and he looked towards the entrance of the club. Sure enough, there she was with her idol friends, watching him for his reaction. He waved the napkin into the air and Usagi grinned, blowing him a kiss. Her dark-haired friend started to berate her, but she was cut off by a happy squeal from the blonde one, and the three of them sauntered out of the club.
Seiya Kou tucked the napkin - on which Tsukino Usagi had written her name and phone number, along with a doodle of an Odango-haired character - safely into his pocket. He cleaned the counter, fixed up a new cosmopolitan, and sent a fuming Yaten on his way.
Bartending duty wasn't so bad, after all.