Author's Note: Hello everyone! This story came to my mind after watching Maid Sama, and i visualized many hetalia folks who would fit in a real cafe.
This is my first fanfiction and i'm writing for laughs so i hope everyone can read and accept things with an open mind.
I do not speak any languages other than English and Chinese (a wee bit of Japanese too), though I wish I could. If I translate anything and it sounds very odd, please let me know. ^^
Because I can't stand reading about certain pairings, I shall gladly reveal that all intended couples here are GermanyxItalia 8D , ?xJapan, AmericaxCanada, FrancexUK, RussiaxChina, LithuaniaxPoland...
And so you have been warned. ^^
And finally, thank you very much for reading my story!
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia.
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"Ve~"
A dazed expression fixated itself on the face of a brown-eyed boy who stared absent-mindly out of the window.
Everyday he would wait patiently to see that one person who filled his thoughts with fluffy warmth, and his daydreams were of bliss and happiness.
It was only after hearing a strained voice, "a-hem, Feli," which meant that his name had been called many times did the brown-eyed boy turned around to meet the expressionless face of his friend.
"Ve... Kiku, did you call me?" he smiled.
"Well," five times actually, but he wasn't going to say that, "you've been staring at the window for so long, he might not be coming today. We have to close soon, it's getting late."
Feliciano gave his friend a pat on the shoulder, "don't worry, I don't mind waiting a bit longer. I really really like him a lot."
Kiku sighed, "alright. Please take care then."
The black-haired boy packed his things with a giant handkerchief, folded the cloth and tied the ends in a pretty knot. Kiku gave a slight nod to Feliciano before pushing the main door and leaving his friend alone to tend to the cafe.
Kiku and Feliciano were both working for a cat café, a place where people could come to play with many cats. The cats were roaming about the carpeted café and anyone was free to pet and cuddle them. Kiku knew the owner quite well and didn't mind tending to the café in his spare time, he adored cats very much. He asked Feliciano to help out with the cooking and the brown-eyed boy was a friend to animals so he made a good choice.
Feliciano hummed a song he had listened recently to the radio while he tidied the cozy little shop, or tried to atleast, occasionally stealing glances at the window, hoping to see that person that made his heart flutter.
In fact, his heart was fluttering quite restlessly right now.
"Waa, he's here, he's here! Oh oh, Kiku, help me, help me!"
When Feliciano realized his friend had left, he looked around helplessly wondering what to do. He had been waiting for that person all day and he was now parking his car in a lot nearby. Just as the driver was about to get out, Feliciano couldn't contain his excitement and ran to the window to stick his face against it, making a little 've' sound.
Azure eyes and slick blond hair graced the features of the man Feliciano was fawning over, he had an almost non-chalant look about him as he stepped out of his car to look around. The tall blond whipped out his car keys and with a click, the car doors were locked and he set off, walking into the distance.
"Ve… That's funny, aha ha ha, he's walking away…" the brown-eyed boy said out aloud, tilting his head a little.
Walking away.
Away from the cat café.
The café that he always visited.
The café that Feliciano was waiting at for terribly long.
"UWAAAAAAA! Where are you going?" Feliciano screamed while he pounded his fists on the glass window.
His love interest had not seem to hear or see the flabbergasted sight of Feliciano and was heading down the street.
"Why, Ludwig..? Don't you like my pasta anymore?.. " the little Italian sniffed and sobbed.
He had waited for him so long and now he shows up… To go somewhere else?
Feliciano was heart-broken and puzzled as well, he sank down on the window sill and pouted as he thought, did Ludwig really not like his pasta? He even went through the trouble of creating wurst pasta just to please the man and now it's all gone to waste.
"Meow…" a small white kitten purred as it crawled out from underneath one of the tables.
"Ve… Kitty, did I wake you by accident? I'm sorry…" the teary-eyed boy murmured.
He picked up his furry friend and nuzzled against its fur, it returned the affection with a lick on Feliciano's cheek.
"Uwaaa, kitty is too friendly for me, ha ha. "
He held the kitten in front of him so both their round eyes met.
"Do you think my pasta taste bad?"
"Meow! "
"That's right, Ludwig has weird taste, he must be crazy! Pasta is so wonderful! "
"Meow…"
"Something must be wrong with him, that's why he didn't come here!"
Suddenly, it all became clear to Feliciano, atleast clear enough for such a ditzy mind with clouded vision. He would find out where Ludwig was going then that would solve all problems, he thought.
He smiled at his little friend, "come on, let's go find Ludwig!"
"Meow..?"
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Sigh, if only it was that simple, as soon as Feliciano skipped down the street to find the wanted man, he was pulled aside to pet a stray dog with took around five minutes. He bumped into a very tall, sinister-looking man and his wife, who looked like a cute guy, carrying groceries and knocked everything out of his arms, apologizing while picking up cans and vegetables. The brown-eyed boy then bumped into a tree, rattling its branches and momentarily losing focus once again.
All in all, it took him half an hour to get across a pedestrian crossing. If a passerby saw Feliciano, he/she would definitely be amused at the spectacle.
Feliciano tried, really tried to concentrate on finding Ludwig and at last, after staring wide-eyed into almost every store to scan for a tall, handsome blond, he reached the place he had been looking for.
As soon as he saw the sign board, his body froze as though a certain pervert ran his pervert finger down his spine, chilling him to the bone.
"I, I don't wanna go in, its scary…" he thought aloud.
Too loud, because the beautifully decorated doors swung open and a pretty black-haired girl in a black dress and white apron came out to greet him.
"Hello there, would you like to come in?" something in her voice made Feliciano twitch a little.
But she's so pretty, he thought.
Answering with a nod, Feliciano allowed himself to be ushered by the pretty girl into the dreaded place that was named "MOE MOE PASTA Cafe".
The signboard "Staff Wanted" went unnoticed.
"Welcome home, Master!" sang throughout the café as the brown-eyed boy stepped in.
Kiku had educated him about most maid cafes but somehow this one seemed different.
Feliciano strangely found himself quite at home as he was swarmed by pretty maids, though there was something he couldn't quite put his finger to. But the feeling left him as soon as he saw Ludwig heading further into the café.
"Hey cutie, you wanna like, take a seat over here?" a blonde-haired maid with green eyes purred as she pulled him over to the corner to a round pink table. She turned to the black-haired maid, "don't worry, Yao, you should go to Ivan, he looks so sad without you."
"Ah, do you have to say it like that?" the black-haired maid felt a tinge of guilt from his friend and walked off.
"Ve~ Was that a boy in a dress?"
"Yeah, like totally! He's pretty, right? Of course I'm prettier, since I'm his senior!"
"Eh-" Feliciano's stomach growled.
"You know like, the moment I saw you, I knew what you should totally have for dessert," the blonde maid grinned.
"Tiramisu!" they mirrored each other's words.
Feliciano smiled until his eyes were narrowed to slits but it seemed very adorable that even the other maids took notice and started giggling. They were whispering words like "cute" and "maid" but the boy took no notice.
Just before the maid serving him left, he asked, "you're so nice and pretty, what's your name?"
The blonde curtsied, appreciating the compliments and replied, "thank you, master. My name's like, Feliks."
"Ve~" and there was silence.
The dazed expression still lingering, the boy nodded, "that's a nice name."
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Who knew tiramisu took such a long time to prepare? Feliciano twiddled his thumbs and swayed around like a little flower in a windy field, wondering what to do.
Oooh, that pretty maid is carrying wurst and rosti, he thought.
Eh. Wurst…
Wurst pasta!
Ludwig!
"Uwaaaaaa, I just remembered!" suddenly standing up, Feliciano's chair flopped back from the impact.
Feliks hopped over to check on the boy, "like, are you alright? Here's your tiramisu."
A slice of tiramisu on a pink plate landed on his table not very daintily.
"There, I wanna go there," the brown-eyed boy pointed with a shaky finger.
"Oh sure, sweetheart, of course you can go to the washroom!" the blonde maid pulled Feliciano towards the back of the café, "the washroom's just down the corner.
"Grazie…" he gave a sheepish grin and strolled down the hallway to the washroom.
"Meow…" a small kitten's face popped out from the collar of Feliciano's shirt.
He peered down, "wow, kitty, I'm gonna meet L-"
"Meow!" it cried and skittered off into one of the rooms.
"Ha ha ha, kitty, where're you going?" the brown-eyed boy chirped happily as he followed the feline.
He stumbled into a spacious kitchen, taking in the aroma of minestrone from a nearby pot. "Ve~ I think I'll take a sip…"
Grabbing a ladle resting on the kitchen table top, he dipped it into the bubbling soup and took a spoonful.
"Bleh, it tastes awful!" Feliciano made a face, "its missing something… something like," he glanced around looking for ingredients.
"Tomato!"
Like a dream come true, a huge carton full of tomatoes stood at a corner of the kitchen, their ruby red skin reflecting an aura of freshness and zest.
The Italian boy had never felt so happy seeing so many tomatoes, "wow, big brother would go crazy over these, ve~ I can make so much spaghetti bolognese with these…"
"Uwa, I think the ones inside look riper…"he reached out deep into the box to retrieve a juicier tomato until he felt a little light on his feet, "I think-"
He fell in.
Feliciano struggled for a moment before getting distracted by another juicy tomato, "this one looks good too," filling his hands with more and more of the red fruit, "this one's so round."
Not hearing footsteps of a man walking into the kitchen, the brown-eyed boy jumped when he heard, "who is there?"
He trembled when the sound of footsteps came closer to the box and then it stopped.
He felt someone poking at the box he was in, apparently a bit apprehensive about making contact with the tomato-filled box.
"Err, err, I'm a tomato fairy, let- let's play together, okay?" came the muffled cries from inside the box.
Deciding that this was no time for nonsense, a strong hand reached into the box and pulled out Feliciano, who was crying and begging at the same time.
"Waaa, please don't hurt me, I know I'm not a tomato fairy but please don't hurt me! I'm just a silly boy who loves pasta so please don't hurt me!" he cried out pitifully.
"I…"the man was momentarily stunned and blushed slightly.
"Ah, Ludwig, it's you! I was looking for you! Then I came here to this strange café and I lost my kitty so I walked into the kitchen and fell into this box of tomatoes!"
The blond gave the brown-eyed boy a hard stare, "do I know you? How is it that you know my name?"
Feliciano's dazed expression returned as he grinned, "I'm the one who cooks wurst pasta for you at the café far far away!"
"You mean the cat café two blocks to the right?"
"Ve~ those are really big big blocks you know."
"I see… then how do you know my name? Are you a spy?" Ludwig's eyes narrowed.
"Oh no, I just like you a lot so I was wondering why you didn't want to come into the café like you always do and instead you skipped over to this funny place with pretty girls. Is it my cooking?"
Ludwig sighed, a strange, honest boy who popped out of a crate of tomatoes just confessed his love to him, maybe stress was taking over him.
"I see… But do not worry, its not your cooking that's keeping me away, Mister..?"
"You can call me Feliciano! Or Feli, my friends call me that..."
"Alright, Mr. Feliciano, it was nice (and odd) meeting you but I have to ask you to leave the kitchen."
He scooped the brown-eyed boy out of the box, earning a squeal of delight from the latter, and pushed him out of the kitchen as gently as possible.
"My kitty!" Feliciano chirped as he saw his cat munching on a burger patty. What?
"Kitty, what are you doing? You can't eat that," he tried to pull the plate away but the little furball hissed and he timidly backed-off.
"Ha ha, he definitely knows good meat when he sees it!"
The brown-eyed boy looked up to see a bespectacled boy with dazzling white teeth smiling at him and his cat.
"Ack, Alfred, please don't feed the cat your burger patties. Please don't feed any animal your burger patties," Ludwig facepalmed.
"What? Do you doubt my heroic cooking skills? Oh my gawd, are you replacing me with him? ", Alfred pointed at Feliciano, "I know he's cute but that's really an unfair advantage, I can be cute too if you want!" he batted his eyelashes and forced a puppy eyes look.
The tall blond had to resist smashing his head against the wall to erase that image, so he simply inched away in disgust.
"I wasn't going to fire you but if you do that again, I will have to consider getting a new chef."
"Aww, thanks so much, boss!" Alfred tried to hug Ludwig but received a death glare instead. He decided that the next best thing to do was to go back to the kitchen and prepare a hero's feast or suffer a pay cut.
As the two were walking out, Feliciano was a little curious so he simply had to ask, "Ludwig, do you own this café?"
"Well, it's a yes and no, things are quite complicated now."
"Ve~ then I'll take it as a yes."
The brown-eyed boy smiled, making the blond blush once more. How could he be so carefree?
Now they were outside the café, there was a breeze that night and little leaf bits were dancing in the wind.
"Will Ludwig come to the cat café and play again?"
"I'm, I did enjoy visiting that café," he had to be honest, the italian boy was very amiable,"but now I've so much to do, I believe I won't be coming over in a long while."
"Uwaaaa, then I won't be able to see you any more?" wow, Ludwig thought, that boy really knows how to put on a sad face.
"Well if you miss seeing my face," it sounded awkward from someone like him," I'll be here most of the time."
"Oh, but I won't have money to come everyday…"
There was silence for many moments.
"Feliciano, I-" Ludwig reached out to the brown-eyed boy.
"Ve~ what are you guys doing?"
The blond turned around and saw three heads peeking through the door, cringing when he saw the look on their faces.
"Like, boss, you should totally let him work here as a maid! We're really short on staff here! He isn't as pretty as me but he's way more suited for this than Alfred!"
"Hey! For your information, Feliks, I was just covering your shift that day because of your 'like, totally important surgery'! But boss, Barbie's right, little Feli would blend right in!"
"Of course it was totally important! Plastic surgery, duh! I had to like, remove that ugly zit!"
"Feli, I'll hope you consider working here aru," Yao ignored his friends and held onto the brown-eyed boy's hands, "it would definitely help us all, especially Ludwig!"
"All of you, get back inside!" their boss shouted, clearly very annoyed.
"Nah, we ain't until Feli gives an answer~" Alfred waved him away.
"Yeah, I totally agree with you on it!"
"Here, have a snack, Feli," Yao took out a pink steamed bun from his apron and gave it to the Italian boy.
"Thank you, you're all so kind and I was getting hungry, "the brown-eyed boy munched on the bun.
"Ahhhh, don't go bribing people with food again, Yao!" Ludwig snatched the bun from Feliciano and was keeping it high up in the air, making the brown-eyed boy flail his arms trying to reach for it.
"I will say it one last time, all of you better get back into the café!" he paused, "or I will tolerate no more questionable behavior!"
"You mean sexytimes?"
"What an awful word but yes, I mean that."
The three workers were stunned and just as Alfred was about to protest, Ludwig cut him off, "I've seen you doing it with your cousin in the hallway!" he turned to Feliks, "you and that whiny friend of yours in the restroom!" and to Yao, "your big-boned boyfriend and you in the locker room!"
All three had their weaknesses exposed and silently retreated into the café.
"Not you, why are you going in again?" he pulled Feliciano back by the collar.
Two chocolate eyes stared deeply into his own blue ones, he said in a calm voice, "if I work here… I can be with Ludwig everyday right?"
"Yes, I'll be here quite often. But are you sure this is what you want?"
Feliciano smiled again, this time it felt strong and undefeatable, "to be with you, it's what I've always wanted."
At that moment, Ludwig felt as though he was blown away by the words of the Italian boy who seemed more determined than anything.
He simply shook his head, this was the first time they've actually spoken to each other yet it felt like they had always been this close.
"Come on then, I'll let you know the details," Ludwig patted the boy on his back and they stepped into the café together.
"Ve~"
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"You do it!"
"No way, you're the hero, don't make me do it, aru"
"someone's like, gotta tell him before its too late."
"how about you two pretties accompany me and we'll tell him together?"
Feliks and Yao sighed and followed Alfred into the boss' office.
"-and so this is where you have to sign…"
Ludwig was going through some papers with Feliciano, who was struggling to stay awake.
"Boss~~~" Alfred tried his best to purr like his friends always did.
After recovering from the traumatizing moment, the tall blond said "What is it?"
"WE," he was nudged by the other two, "I mean, mostly me, I… kinda-forgot-to-tell-you-about-the-new-applicant-who's-coming-tomorrow!" he slurred before running back to the kitchen.
New applicant? Someone else is insane enough to apply for a job in this café? Ludwig's face expressed complete cluelessness.
"Alfred said a new applicant is coming tomorrow for an interview, he forgot to tell you aru."
Yao passed the application form to his boss, who took one look at it and raised an eyebrow. Feliks was standing at the corner buffing his perfect nails.
"It seems, Mr Vargas, you're going to have some competition," Ludwig turned to Feliciano.
Who wasn't at his seat.
"Uwaaa, kitty, come down!" the brown-eyed boy was clinging to a sturdy (thankfully..) bookcase, waving his free hand to reach for his cat at the top shelve.
"Sigh…" the tall blond walked over to his busy friend.
The kitten grew tired of waiting to be rescued by its owner and simply leaped into Feliciano's arms. He let go of the bookshelf to embrace the fur ball and felt himself falling backwards.
But two strong arms caught the ditzy boy just in time.
"Ve~ thank you for catching me, Ludwig!" he said ever so cheerfully.
"You…"the blond blushed, "I think you'll have no problem at all."
The Italian boy cuddled his kitty and Ludwig just couldn't help but break into a smile.
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Ending Note: That's it for part one ^^
Again, thank you very much for reading my story and I hope you'll be looking forward to the next chapter! ^^