Thread: Okaerinasai, Goshujin-sama! [An AU All Canon Maid Cafe] (Yuna & Silverknight's 1x1)

Mitsuru Kirijo , Chrome Dokuro Tayuya Even to this day, there were always those select few 'odd happenings' that occurred but couldn't exactly be explained. The merging of all of the worlds had been by far one of the strangest and most abrupt ones in existence. All the people, be it a protagonist or antagonist, from every fandom had been taken from their more 'typical' setting and forced to live and coexist in this completely new one. There were definitely some major benefits from what many had noted. But the one that everyone seemed to take advantage of the most was any and all conflicts that had been endured were gone. No more war, no more unnecessary death or bloodshed, no more fears like that. Most of the people had embraced and overall accepted the changes. There were a few, however, who were still adjusting. The now twenty-three year old Chrome Dokuro was a perfect example. Not only had her original world been practically erased, she'd yet to see anyone from her own world in this one. It scared and disheartened her. These reactions were a major reason she had taken up the job at the maid cafe that was built and established in this new world to forget about her pain and sorrows. If she could make others happy, Chrome could be too. It wasn't always 100 genuine but .. it was a start. And given it was something for Chrome, she'd accept that more than the alternative of nothing. Living alone, especially no longer merged with Mukuro Rokudo, was by far the most intimidating part. Worse off, Ken and Chikusa were also gone. If even one of them had been here .. maybe she'd feel better. Her head shook slowly as a defeated sigh passed her lips. Mukuro-sama would want you to be happy, she reminded herself, feeling mostly confident about her assumption. He had saved her all those years ago, after all. That, she supposed, was an odd miracle but something else she'd take advantage of. Despite no longer having Mukuro helping her out with his flames, she was actually relatively healthy. In fact, it was almost as if she'd never had that accident years ago and lost most of her internal organs. A single orb glanced down at herself as she double checked herself, making sure her maid outfit looked neat and appropriate enough. After seeing herself and feeling satisfied with her appearance, Chrome walked outside, arriving five minutes later. Thankfully, the walk was short and brief. As she opened the door, the bell rang. The sound made the sub-owner and manager - specifically of all the maids - Mitsuru Kirijo smile. It was always good for her to hear and see the workers arrive early if not on time. If anyone had asked the former SEES leader if she would ever see herself in a maid cafe of all places, her answer would have been a very swift and almost instant Hell no!. But when she had first visited this place, she met the manager and how .. tense some of the women had seemed. Her protective side had kicked in and she wasted little to no time in becoming the head manager of this place. Granted, Jiraiya had good intentions. But sometimes he could be just a tad ... too eerie, even for herself. And that was a good reason as to why Mitsuru had made damn well sure to get accepted for this job to keep him and any unfortunate customers who would dare to get out of line back in it. Thankfully, there hadn't been many instances such as that where behavior that shouldn't happen did. Still, it was always much better safe than sorry. Morning, Mitsuru called out to Chrome from her office, walking out after a few moments. Her red eyes studied the one that was across from her before she managed a small smile. You been doing okay, Chrome? Morning. Um ... Chrome's head lifted after she finished clocking herself in and gave a quick nod soon after. I am, yes. It's still ... odd. But ... Mitsuru's eyes softened as she nodded in understanding. I get it. Truly, I do. I'm also alone from my own world. I just ... think of other things. Thank you, Mitsuru-san. I'll keep that in mind. After each gave a bow of their heads, they went to their respective locations Mitsuru to her office and Chrome to the back, nearby the kitchen. Meanwhile in another location, Tayuya had been awake and dressed. She'd given Sai more than enough time. If his ass isn't up .... she murmured, finally walking toward his room as she gave three knocks. Oi! Get up! We're gonna be late! Of all the people she'd seen from her universe, Sai had by far been one of the most ... unique people she'd met. He was so damn nonchalant! It sometimes pissed her off that he could be that way! He'd explained a few times he wasn't good with emotions. At first, Tayuya had been almost positive it was just a bullshit lie. But over time, she began to see for herself this was, somehow, true. It almost made her pity him. But she didn't if for no other reason than for the same logic she would deny such emotions. She wouldn't want anyone to pity her, even if it seemed like an appropriate reaction. Moreover, it seemed redundant to try to offer when he probably wouldn't understand it. But what had really gotten her attention - and a good incentive as to why she'd let herself become his roommate - was his own artistic abilities. It had also intrigued her. He could draw, she could play the flute. She'd often watch him at times. Tayuya had thought about asking to pose - clothed of course - for him. But every damn time she tried to muster up enough courage, it always faltered. Her head shook as she forgot about her desires for the time being, returning to the here and now. Clearing her throat, she began counting down from ten, signaling if he didn't reply, she'd make him wake up. Juu ... kyu .... hachi ....