Disclaimer: Yami Ryo does not own Axis Powers Hetalia.
Warning: Yaoi. Human names. CROSSDRESSING. Swears and crappy attempts at romance.
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Pairings: Romano/Alfred
Chapter One: Job Interview
Alfred squirmed in the chair that Kiku had him sit in as Kiku applied just the right touches of make up.
"Alfred-chan. Please stop moving. And I told you not to blink." Kiku scolded gently, with no real anger or annoyance.
"Sorry Kiku, it just feels so weird." Alfred complained. Alfred's five year old brother, Matthew, giggled close by, his pudgy little hands tugging at Alfred's skirt.
"You look pwretty Alfie." Matthew squealed happily. Alfred groaned in dismay and Kiku chuckled, stepping back to admire his work.
"Matt-chan is right, you do make a rather pretty girl Alfred-chan." Kiku told him. Alfred pouted at his best friend and stood to look at himself in the full-length mirror that Kiku had in his room.
Alfred wore a mid-thigh-length blue skirt; white ankle socks with laces on them; shiny black flats; a sleeveless red turtleneck; a long blond wig done up in pigtails with his stubborn cowlick jutting out, but blending in seamlessly; and a stuffed bra underneath to give the illusion of a full bust. Alfred mourned the loss of his manliness as he frowned at his smoothly waxed legs. Alfred had to admit, he did genuinely look like a girl, as humiliating as that was.
"Are you sure that perverted French jerk will really believe I'm a girl?" Alfred asked uncertainly, gazing more closely at the make-up that made him look feminine and soft. He grimaced before plastering on a fake smile, making sure that it was different from his beaming grin.
"Of course. I guarantee that he shall hire you on the spot." Kiku vowed with a confident smile. Alfred smiled at his best friend in relief.
"Thank you so much Kiku. I don't know what I would do without you." Alfred said sincerely, hugging Kiku tightly.
"Can I go wiff you Alfie?" Matthew pleaded, tugging on Alfred's skirt and looking up at him with teary eyes. Alfred let go of Kiku to look down at Matthew. He frowned slightly, knowing it might be a bad idea.
"But you have to stay here Matthew. I have a job interview." Alfred tried to explain, only for Matthew's bottom lip to tremble in an adorable pout.
Alfred hugged Matthew close, scooping him up in his arms as he cooed at the heartbreakingly cute expression, "Aw! Of course you can come!" Alfred cried, hugging the giggling Matthew tightly. Kiku chuckled, shaking his head at the two brothers. Alfred turned back to Kiku, carrying Matthew easily in his arms with Matthew resting on his hip. He kept the younger brother steady with an arm around his body and one under the child's bottom, glad he had watched all those parents carrying their children around, "Thank you for everything Kiku. I'll come back later and tell you how things went."
"It is no trouble at all Alfred-chan. I actually had a bit of fun dressing you up as a pretty lady." Kiku confessed. Alfred blushed and rolled his eyes at his strange best friend. "Now Matthew-chan, remember what we talked about. You have to protect your new sister Allison-chan okay?" Kiku said very seriously to Matthew, who nodded at him with a childlike determination on his face, hugging Alfred's neck.
"I will pwrotect my Allie." Matthew vowed adorably, his cute round little face set in a serious pout. Alfred chuckled at the two of them, shaking his head and rolling his sky-blue eyes.
"You guys are so ridiculous." Alfred told them, an amused grin on his face. Kiku smirked at his best friend, making him feel a little uneasy.
"Remember what else we talked about Matthew-chan." Kiku said smugly. Matthew nodded, beaming as though proud of himself for something.
"I will." Matthew agreed.
"Wait what did you guys talk about?" Alfred questioned suspiciously. Kiku and Matthew smiled at him innocently.
"Nothing." The two answered together. Alfred sighed and turned towards the door.
"Ugh, there's no time for this! I have the interview now." Alfred whined. "Bye Kiku, and thanks for everything."
"Goodbye Allison-chan." Kiku chuckled amused. "I hope you get the job."
"Me too." Alfred mumbled to himself, leaving his friend's house and making his way to a rather fancy little french cafe-restaurant just a half-mile away. He took a deep breath to steel his nerves and entered the restaurant, looking around inside. He had been inside once before and was denied a job at the restaurant because he was a boy. A young, pretty girl dressed in a french maid uniform came up to him.
"Hello and welcome to La Vie de Paris!" The young lady said in a cheerful voice; Alfred coughed nervously.
"Yes, um I'm here about the job offer?" Alfred said in a softer, more feminine voice that he had practiced for hours on. The girl beamed at him and led him towards the kitchens.
"Great! Right this way. That's such a cute little boy you have with you." The girl gushed, looking at Matthew adoringly. Matthew blushed brightly and buried his face in Alfred's neck shyly.
"This is Matthew. He's very shy." Alfred told her proudly.
"Aw, that's so cute. My name is Elizabeta by the way, what's yours?" The girl said grinning at him.
"Oh, I'm Allison Jones." Alfred said confidently, having practiced very hard with Kiku beforehand.
"I love your skirt by the way. Where did you get it?" Elizabeta asked curiously.
"My best friend made it for me. He's very talented." Alfred gushed, very proud of his best friend. Elizabeta grinned at him again and opened the doors to the kitchen.
"Mr. Bonnefoy! We have another applicant!" Elizabeta called, into the kitchen.
"Merveilleux! Bring her zis way, my dear." The voice of the restaurant owner, Francis Bonnefoy, called out with his usual overly happy and flamboyant voice.
"She has got the cutest little boy with her too!" Elizabeta gushed with starry green eyes, bringing Alfred deeper into the kitchen. They reached Francis, who was cooking up something furiously, his hands moving expertly even as he looked up at Alfred and smirked, looking him up and down. Alfred grew nervous, hoping that Francis could not see through his disguise so easily.
"So what is your name, ma beauté?" Francis asked flirtatiously. Alfred resisted the urge to roll his eyes and smiled at the Frenchman.
"My name is Allison Jones. I came for the waitress position." Alfred spoke sweetly, hoping to charm Francis into hiring him.
"Ah, oui." Francis spoke cheerfully and smiled at Alfred as though thoroughly amused by something.
"And who is this lovely young lad?" Francis asked, looking fondly at Matthew. Truth was, Francis had a soft spot for kids.
"This is my little Matthew." Alfred said proudly, looking down at Matthew and grinning with the absolute love and devotion any parent would have, surprising Francis greatly. Matthew looked up from Alfred's neck and smiled shyly at Francis, waving a little.
"Is Mommy gonna wowrk here now?" Matthew asked, blushing adorably. Francis looked at Alfred in shock and saw his own surprise mirrored there. He turned his attention back to Matthew.
"I am seriously considering it." Francis replied easily, a genuine smile on his lips. "Perhaps if I see your maman in the uniform and test her out in the restaurant for the evening."
Francis turned his attention back to Alfred who looked at him so hopefully it surprised him enough for him to pause in his cooking.
"R-really? You mean it?" Alfred asked his voice clear with the hope he held in his heart; Francis smiled kindly and nodded.
"Elizabeta will get you a uniform in your size and you can leave Matthew in here with me. Just do your best and if I like how you work, I will hire you." Francis promised. Alfred bit his lip nervously, looking down at his baby brother uncertainly.
"It's okay Mommy, I can wait here." Matthew assured Alfred sincerely. Alfred smiled gratefully at his little brother and put him down.
"Okay Mattie. Thank you sweetheart. I love you so much." Alfred told him sincerely, kissing Matthew's forehead. Matthew beamed up at Alfred and nodded before walking over to Francis.
"There is a chair just over there Matthieu. Why don't you push it over and you can watch me cook while your maman works?" Francis suggested as Elizabeta led Alfred away. Matthew nodded and found the chair he was talking about, pushing it across the floor and standing up on it beside Francis to watch him work.
"Why does your maman want this job so badly?" Francis asked gently as he worked. Matthew looked up at Francis, suspiciously unsure if he should tell this stranger. Thinking about it, Matthew decided that it would probably be his only chance to help Alfred.
"Daddy is sick...He can't take care of us anymore. Mommy tries so hawrd to take care of me and Daddy...She cooks and cleans and makes us better when we get sick...She doesn't go to school anymowr because she has to take care of us now." Matthew told Francis honestly, tears gathering in his eyes. "Mommy wanted to be a science lady. She said she was gonna make all the bad sickisses go away... But she can't anymowr cause she has to take care of me and Daddy. She cwries when she thinks I won't know..." Matthew confessed. Francis looked down at the child, his heart clenching in sympathy.
"That is terrible..." Francis sniffled a little, tears pricking at his eyes before he dabbed it away with a towel he kept tucked in his apron.
"She's always awrguing with the people that call the house, begging them not to turn stuff off and pwromising that she will get them money...Mommy tries wreally hawrd to have money for food and she does her best to take cawr of me and Daddy...I wanna help... But I'm too little..." Matthew hiccuped, wiping at his eyes. Francis wiped at his own eyes again before gaining a determined look on his face.
"Worry not, mon petite chou! I will hire your maman and I will help you out. I will try and convince mon cheri to go back to school as well." Francis vowed. Matthew looked up at Francis in shock.
"R-really? You can make it so Mommy doesn't cry anymowr?" Matthew asked him hopefully; Francis nodded with a warm smile.
"I will do my best." Francis promised. Matthew beamed at him, wiping away the last of his tears and hugging Francis joyfully. Francis chuckled and hugged the small child, smiling fondly. The two turned to happier topics of discussion and a few hours passed before closing time and everyone filed into the dining room.
Francis carried Matthew out to meet Alfred and Elizabeta in the dining area, smirking at how adorable Alfred looked in the maid uniform.
"Ah, mon cheri! You look ravishing in that uniform." Francis said flirtatiously, a charming smile on his face as he winked at Alfred, who blushed and shook his head.
"So...Do I get the job?" Alfred asked hopefully, holding his arms out for Matthew. The child practically jumped from Francis' arms to his.
"She did a great job!" Elizabeta vouched, grinning.
"Oui, however there are a few things I wish to discuss with you beforehand." Francis told Alfred seriously; Alfred bit his lip, butterflies filling his stomach. "You may leave for the night Elizabeta."
Elizabeta nodded and smiled, bidding goodbye to them before she left.
"Um, what did you want to talk about?" Alfred asked uncertainly.
"Matthew tells me that you do not go to school anymore and I would like it very much if you finished your schooling." Francis said, looking at him very seriously. Alfred looked away miserably.
"I-I can't. Matthew needs me and Dad is too sick to take care of him." Alfred confessed sadly, though he looked at Matthew with loving and adoring eyes. Francis frowned thoughtfully.
"He is about the age for kindergarten, oui?" Francis asked thoughtfully.
"Well, he's five." Alfred told him uncertainly. Francis beamed at him.
"I have a friend that runs an all-day kindergarten. Matthew is the right age to attend. I will make a few calls and you may begin taking Matthew to the kindergarten while you complete your schooling. You may work here in the evenings and on weekends and vacation days." Francis told him cheerfully. Alfred stared at him in wide-eyed shock for a moment before hope began to well up in his heart.
"Y-you'd really do all this for me?" Alfred asked, hardly daring to believe it. Francis nodded, smiling kindly at Alfred.
"Oui. You are a good child, mon cheri, and I would be happy to help you." Francis told him honestly. Alfred beamed at him and threw one of his arms around the man, hugging him tightly. Though he was careful not to squish Matthew.
"Thank you Mr. Bonnefoy! Thank you so much!" Alfred sobbed, truly grateful to the man. Francis chuckled and returned Alfred's hug.
"It is no trouble little one, but you must call me Big Brother Francis okay?" Francis requested, grinning. Alfred laughed through his tears and nodded.
"Okay Big Brother Francis...Thank you so much." Alfred whispered, sniffling. Francis pulled back, smiling at Alfred fondly and pulling a handkerchief out of his pocket.
"Now, now. No more tears." Francis scolded gently, wiping Alfred's tears away gently. Alfred smiled at him gratefully and calmed himself down, stopping his tears. Matthew brought his little hands up, trying to help wipe away the tears and smiling happily up at Alfred. Alfred smiled at the quiet boy before kissing his forehead lovingly. "Go on home now. That will be your uniform for work. You can start tomorrow if you like." Alfred nodded happily.
"Thank you." Alfred voiced again, going to get his things from where Elizabeta put them and heading home. Life was beginning to look much better now. Francis watched the young teen go with a fond smile.
TBC...
Yami Ryo: Another fic! Edited by my beta akuoni! Lemme know what you guys think, I'm really excited about this one.
