Symphony of love.

Unfinished.

The next day, the cafe was back in full swing and customers flowed in. Lewis hummed softly as he served people happily. He placed a plate and a milkshake glass filled to the top on a table. "So you ordered the hot chocolate cake with a vanilla frosting milkshake, right?" He asked the young male skeleton softly.

The male smirked softly. "Yeah, but I was wondering if you can sit with me cutie?~" He flirted with Lewis, who blushed and laughed.

"Sorry, but no. I'm not only busy right now, but I have a date in a few weeks. I hope you enjoy!" He went to walk away when his wrist was grabbed. He turned back around and tried not to act scared.

"Come on, why not? It's not like you're married or anything." The male tugged on his arm while Lewis pulled away. He backed away out of arm's reach.

"No means no sir, I'm sorry." Lewis sped walked away and sighed. He rubbed his wrist absent mindedly.

"... That happens a lot Lewis... Are you alright?" Manny asked him softly as he cleaned out some shot glasses. Lewis sighed as he sat down on the bar.

"Stuff like that has been happening since I was 14 when I first started helping my parents in there restaurant. I... Kinda got used to being grabbed at..." He folded his arms on the counter and laid his head on it. "I mean, I've been through a lot worse than a little bit of grabbing, so it's not that bad..." It was said ever so quietly, Manny almost thought Lewis was talking to himself. The older skeleton sighed and put down the glass he was cleaning.

"You shouldn't be used to something like that... And if you need to take a break, you can." He told him in his softest voice. Lewis sighed and hugged himself a bit.

"I don't need a break, I'm fine..." He said softly. A Fruit Tingle was passed to him, making him blush. The drink is in a nice glass, the colors blue and purple swirling together. "M-Manny you know I don't-"

"It's alcohol free, so just drink it..." Manny grumbled under his breath. He went back to cleaning the glasses as Lewis sipped on his drink quietly. He watched as the colors blue and purple swirl together and smiled softly in his eyes.

Manolo sat next to Lewis since the day was slow. "Are you alright?" He asked him softly.

Lewis nodded softly at Manolo. "I'm alright, he just grabbed my wrist and got a little creepy." Manolo clenched one of his boney hands and held Lewis's hand with the other.

"I'm glad you're alright, you just sit here and calm down, and I'll take over your tables for a bit, ok?" Manolo got back up and went to work serving people, looking over at Lewis every now and again. He sighed softly as he watched him sip his drink.

"Estas bien amigo?" Joaquin asked his friend softly. Manolo sat next to him since the cafe was in a lull and groaned.

"No, Lewis le dijo a Manny que está "acostumbrado" a que lo atrapen. ¿Con qué tipo de animales tenía que estar para estar acostumbrado a ese tipo de trato? ¡¿Qué JOVEN era cuando la gente empezó a agarrarlo como si fuera un juguete sexual?!" Manolo's voice got a bit louder in anger, not loud enough to be heard by anyone other than Joaquin, but just enough for his anger to be properly conveyed. The burning hatred he felt in his very soul caused his orange eyes to flash green. He looked shocked for a moment and rubbed his face, groaning into his hands. "Yo solo... Pensar en eso me enoja tanto, y puedo decir que le duele en el fondo pero... Realmente ya no reacciona. Después de obtener algo de la fuerza vital de ese demonio, se ha vuelto mucho más tranquilo, más difícil de irritar. Ojalá volviera a tener temperamento, estoy harto de verlo asustado en lugar de enojado. La única vez que realmente se defiende es cuando la gente le agarra el trasero o el pecho." He explained softly.

Joaquin looked shocked at what Manolo said. "¿No recuerdas cuánto lloró Lewis después de ver lo gravemente quemadas que estaban las manos de Daniels después de que se enojó con Brook? ¿De verdad crees que estaría feliz de volver a ser así? ¿Incapaz de controlarse y lastimando a sus amigos?" He asked his best friend gently. He watched as Manolo side and rubbed the back of his skull.

"Para ser completamente honesto? Si eso significa que se defiende cuando lo agarran, entonces sí." The raven haired skeleton confessed with a quiet and shame ridden voice. Joaquin sighed and sipped on his drink.

"Manolo, no deberías decir algo así... No está mal que pienses así, estoy de acuerdo en que se ha vuelto un poco pasivo, pero aun así..." He reprimanded him softly. Manolo glared at him a bit, but sighed and rubbed his boney cheek.

"Tienes razón, sé que tienes razón, pero no puedo evitar desear que volviera a tener el espíritu de lucha en él. Lo odio absolutamente. Ojalá no me sintiera así, pero lo siento..." Manolo explained softly. He watched as Lewis got back up after finishing his drink and got back to work. He sighed and got up. He walked away, waving bye to Joaquin and got back to work, taking orders and bringing people their food. He hummed softly as he served people food, lost in his own thoughts. He didn't notice someone sticking out their leg and he tripped over it. He dropped his tray full of drinks and fell to the ground.

"Haha! See, I told you I could do it!" The skeleton was completely bald, wearing a beanie, a black shirt, and skinny jeans. Manolo rolled his eyes and got off the floor.

"Sir, you really shouldn't do that..." He smiled as a deadbeat handed him a dust pan and broom. He began to sweep up the mess made.