Summary: InuKag Week 2019 entries with a very long title. You know what to expect from me

Fuzzy Fluffy Furry Ears - InuKag Week 2019

A/N: You know, with all that happens in my life right now I almost missed the event :D I kinda lost the track of time. But here you have it, this year's FFFE is here!

Day 1: Opposites / Yellow

It was Keichi's first Monday in his new part time job as a waiter in his uncle's ramen shop. It was going pretty slowly, after the rush of the lunch break hours.

Keichi looked around the tables to see if there was any customer in need of his assistance and saw a bizarre pair. What drew his attention at first was the long white hair of the boy, but as his eyes lingered on the couple talking above the menu book before ordering he saw that the white hair of the boy weren't the only thing about them putting them apart of any other couple coming here for a bowl of ramen.

For the first part they were arguing.

The white-haired boy, dressed and acting like a gang member, with his jacket and black bandana on top of his head seemed to be on the brink of going ballistic. The only thing keeping him seated and speaking somewhat silent was the fiery gaze of the lovely petite girl with black hair and full lips.

"Spicy."

"Mild, dammit, do you want to kill me, woman?"

"Spicy will be fine, trust me. They don't do very strong spices here. If you don't order any you will get a bland thing."

"Maybe I want a bland thing!"

"And you definitely have to try this extra vegetables ramen. It's really healthy."

"Do I look like a rabbit to you? I want the double beef and chicken ramen."

"You eat too much meat, Inuyasha."

"Bite me!"

As Keichi was listening them battling fiercely through the menu for their dinner, the pair moved to drinks.

"Cola."

"Fuck no, you ain't going to drink that sweet shit!"

"I will."

"Your teeth will fall out before you hit thirty!"

"They won't, I'm brushing them twice a day!"

"Yeah, right, unless you forget to do it, which happens... let me think... always!"

"Ah," Keichi looked to his side to see his uncle leaving the kitchen area. "I see the Yin Yang couple is already here."

"Yin Yang?" Keichi inquired the older man,

"Yeah. They come here almost every Monday for ramen and they always quarrel like this," the ramen shop owner gestured with his chin towards the table where the battle for sweet drinks was in full swing. "Some customers come here just to entertain themselves by watching them fight."

"They seem not to agree on anything," Keichi pointed out. "I doubt they have a healthy relationship. If they can't get along why won't they break up?"

"Take their order," the uncle said. "I need to go back to the kitchen."

"Yes, uncle," Keichi said and took his pad to approach the table where the air seemed to be thicker than anywhere else in the room.

"May I take your order?" he asked, expecting to be shouted at by the gruff brute. Instead he just got an unimpressed glance from the gang boy.

"Ah, yes, of course," the girl said politely. "A bowl of miso ramen and two bowls of double beef and chicken ramen."

"Make it three bowls," the boy corrected. Keichi glanced to the girl, who gave a nod. "And for drinks one green tea and one small cola."

"Make it medium cola," the girl said hurriedly. The boy snorted.

"Alright. Cash or card?" Keichi asked, relieved and a bit surprised that the pair was actually cooperating and not arguing during the ordering process.

"Cash," the boy said and when the girl raised a hand he added. "You paid the last time, it's my turn."

"Oh, alright. But you will let me buy you ice cream on our way home," the girl gave a nod.

"Keh, whatever, as long as I can pick them. The last time I let you pick my ice cream you filled the cone with all those obnoxious colors."

"Strawberry isn't obnoxious!"

"But that yellow thing on top of it most certainly was! Wanna know how it tasted?"

They seemed to already forget Keichi was standing by their table, engaged in yet another dispute. But from this close Keichi noticed that both of them were smiling and there was a certain spark of affection in their eyes as they bickered. There was no real anger, but there was definitely a battle of stubborn wills that matched each other. It was more like a game than a real argument.

He just left the table to carry the order to his uncle, who was already preparing the noodles.

"Let me guess, they ordered what the other wanted again, huh?" the older man asked when Keichi put the pad on the counter.

A/N: I know it's not good, ok? I really couldn't think up a better little story, so bear with me. I will try to do better for the rest of the week.
Besides, there's an AU prompt on the list, do you want me to do a story in one of my existing AUs?