Public Spite - an Akeshu/Shuake Story (Wrote by my 16 year old dumbass)

4-5: Swan Song

A/N
IM BACK BITCHESSSS
Did ya miss me, ya wankers?

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The doorbell rang out throughout the cafe, as the brunette walked in. The entire place was empty, except for akira, who was walking down the attic steps, and sojiro, who was cleaning dishes by the bar.

"Ah, Akechi! You came after all." Akira said, as soon as he noticed the boy.

"Hello Akira, it's good to see you again."

He didn't really know how that spiraled into him making coffee for the ravenette, but hey, not like it mattered anyways, it's not like this was a story, and that information would be important to understanding the context of the scene.

Oh wait-

"I feel like I'm being taken advantage of."

"And pray tell, why would that be?" Akira responded, smugly.

"Oh, I don't know, maybe just the fact that you, 1, ran me over to Leblanc, and 2, you forcing me to make coffee for you."

"Hey, hey, I'm teaching you. Completely different."

Soon, the coffee was done, and was being judged by the ravenette.

"Hmmmm...."

"Well? Is it good?"

"Suprisingly. For your first time, this is really good!"

"Thank you, though, I am suprised that it turned out so well, given that I haven't had any experience."

Sojiro, as if on cue, peaked his head out from behind the bar.

"Well, I bet you'll have plenty of time to learn."
Sojiro said, an unsettling smile on his face.

"Uh, I'm sorry boss, I don't exactly understand-"

"Well, this should explain it."

Akira pulled out a tiny Manila folder, and handed it to Goro.

The brunette looked cautiously at the folder, then the two men, then back to the folder, before finally deciding to open it.

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So um I left for a bit because virus and YouTube things but am back now ok cool bye see you in 20 years