AGAIN, THIS IS ANOTHER HUNTERXHUNTER FANFIC. I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY. BANANAS ARE COOL. THAT'S ALL. ENJOY :D
A/N: MY STATIONARIES CAN FLY!
Finding money was hard.
Finding a job was certainly harder.
"Crap."
Kurapika sighed. He had less than a million Jennys with him. Which was enough to cover his rent and other expenses for only a couple of months.
He glanced again at the newspaper he was holding for the hundredth time. 'There's not even ONE job for a hunter. What's wrong with people nowadays?' thought Kurapika impatiently. He decided to wait for a while as if some miracle like new jobs appearing on the newspaper would happen if he sat there and wait.
'...Or I could work as a full-time waiter…' thought Kurapika. Those kind of jobs usually require no experience, but stamina to handle the customers, which Kurapika's full of.
He decided to take on a job at a cafe called Kirameki Cafe, which doesn't sound like a normal shop. He decided to take the job anyway, trying his luck. And, by the way, the pay is quite high too. 10,000 Jennys per hour. That amount would probably support him for a week.
Oh.
So, that's why.
Kurapika started walking out of the little shop, feeling disappointed that he didn't get a job, when the manager caught hold of his hand.
"Wait!" She panted. "We're really short of workers right now. Recently, a worker quit and it's just me and a few girls running the store. I would really appreciate it if you join us!" the manager explained, pleading.
Kurapika paused to think for a while. There was NO WAY he would dress up as a maid and serve customers with a cute 's absolutely NO FREAKING WAY on unicorn land he would do that.
"Please?"
On the other hand, he really needed money and there should be no problem working in a maid's clothes, right? Not unless someone noticed.
Well, if it's for the money, he had no choice.
"Fine, I'll take the job. But mind you, if you tell anyone about me, you'll regret it for the rest of your life."
The manager, who told Kurapika to call her Willa, took both of his hands and shook them, thanking him deeply while crying tears of joy.
Willa introduced him to three girls: Yuki, who has short black hair, Anna, who is the happy-go-lucky type and lastly Angel, who has a strong accent.
*Well, they seem discreet enough.* thought the blonde man.
"Yuki and Angel are in charge of cooking, while Anna, me, and you," she handed him some neatly-folded clothes, "are in charge of serving."
Kurapika's stomach did a somersault. He hoped that he had made the right choice.
"Kurapika, you'll start working next week okay? Please come early so I can show you the basics."
"No! It shouldn't be like that! Smile more sweetly, like you just enjoyed a sweet, tasty dessert!"
Kurapika tried smiling again, glancing uncomfortably at his new uniform.
He had started working just this morning and he's learning how to serve customers. Or more like he's forced to. Anna was scolding him just because he couldn't smile.
"No, no, no!"
Kurapika sighed and decided to smile again for the last time. If he couldn't please the noisy woman, he would walk away from the shop on the spot.
"No-"
That's it.
"Wait, try it again."
Kurapika sighed but gave it his best shot.
"Yeah, yeah... That's it!" Anna squealed, pinching Kurapika's cheek, which made *him* squealed.
"Anna!" Kurapika shouted, pissed. No one ever touches him. Never. Never ever. Actually, that's why he liked wearing thick clothes. So nobody will ever, ever, EVER touch him.
Kurapika swatted off the girl's hands swiftly, frowning at her. "Don't ever, EVER, do that again."
Anna shrugged. "You have to work on your attitude too, you know. That cold expression of yours will definitely not get you a girlfriend. Let alone a customer." With that, she tossed Kurapika long, coconut-like yellow stuff, which resembled a hair. Out of curiosity, he straightened it.
Shit.
"What is this?" Kurapika stared at the thing on his hand.
"A wig, obviously."
"Of course I know it's a wig! I mean, what is this doing here?"
"Wear it."
"WHAT?!" Kurapika shouted again.
"Well, this is a maid cafe, and you have to dress-up as a girl because this is a maid cafe." Anna sighed. Was this dude an idiot?
Kurapika snorted at the wig which matched his own blonde hair in disgust. He's already wearing a maid outfit and now he had to wear a wig? What kind of job is this?!
Money. Money. He's doing this for the money. Nothing else. Only money.
The blonde man took a deep breath and forced the wig on his hair. Damn this thing is strangling him.
"You do realize that that thing is a wig and not a hat, right?" Anna commented, raising an eyebrow.
"Of course. I'm not stupid." came the reply.
As if he's proving his point, Kurapika tried combing the wig using his fingers desperately, while fitting his head in it at the same time.
"There!" He raised his head triumphantly. "Done."
The brunette rolled her eyes. "Nice. You have your way with wigs, I see."
"Let's just start with whatever stuffs we have to do." He frowned, not believing the fact that he had just wore a wig and he's still wearing it.
"I see you got your working mode on." She smiled. "Keep it up, hopefully you'll attract more customers. Now, go and unlock the doors. We're opening."
Kurapika gritted his teeth. It hadn't been an hour but he'd already started hating this job. First of all, he didn't like to be bossed around and second, this dress was literally killing him! Kurapika hated the cold, and that was one more reason why he wore thick clothes. He shivered when a cold wind swept between his legs as he opened the store entrance.
THERE. CHAPTER 1 DONE. I'LL UPDATE IT AS SOON AS I FIGURE OUT HOW TO UPLOAD A NEW CHAPTER. HAVE A MEOW-Y DAY EVERYONE!