Chapter 2
"Would you like some tea with that, master?" a bright eyed Taiwanese girl asked a customer seated before her.
"Yes, ginseng please" the customer tilted his glasses up as he spoke and immediately the girl smiled and winked at the man making the unexpecting soul to blush a shade or red.
"Right away, master!" she said scurrying to the kitchen, the man still there staring at her backside.
She bumped into the doors, and shouted the orders to the chef.
"…and don't forget the ginseng tea like you did last time!" she added reassuringly. Then she turned to go back out and take orders until she spots her coworker from the other side, evident of her tardiness.
"Kimi! What took you so long? Some of the guys have been waiting for you!" She asked with a positive glow. Kimi was about to reply but she, instead, stumbled nervously.
"You look like a wreck, did something happen?" The chef asked as he prepared the omurice and laid out the ginseng tea.
"O-oh… it's nothing. I just had a little spat with a boy from school." Kimi replied almost hesitantly.
"A boy eh?" this elicited a grin from the Taiwanese girl. "Maybe he likes you!" she added, teasing her coworker.
"I highly doubt that, Meimei-chan." Kimi mumbled
"Why not? You're super cute and everybody here loves you!"
"It's because I'm actually a guy and I doubt that Korean pest would ever like me like that" Kimi thought to himself.
"Oh, I rather doubt that. You're cuter than me."
It wasn't a lie that Meimei was cute; she had a smile that would light up the whole café, and a nice back-side to boot. Everybody loved her, the only difference between her and 'Kimi' is that 'Kimi' often attracted customers with her gracefulness and her cute gestures that would make the male customers think of her as a 'moe' character. If only they knew that 'she' was actually a 'he'.
"Oh, come on Kimi! You're adorable, and if you were a guy I would totally date you!" Meimei retorted
This made Kimi chuckle nervously as she scratch the back of her head, funny how Meimei would mention such things.
"Okay then, back to work!" a loud clap was made and Meimei headed out leaving Kimi there to stand and sigh.
He dragged his bag to the back of the café where the locker rooms were situated; he would never dress while the others were there. That would just be awkward for both parties, really. Opening his bag, he pulled out a frilled French maid outfit with frills, ribbons and matching black lace stockings to go with it. He pulled it out and displayed it before himself at arm's length with a grin on his lips, obviously proud of his new creation. Really, the old one seemed so used up and it would seem as if it's time for a new look.
The dress slipped on perfectly, the ribbon's length was as he planned it to be. He looked at himself in front of the mirror with much amusement, in this dress and wig he really seemed like a girl. Oh how amusing it was to him, he thought as he slipped on his black MaryJanes and buckled them securely. Pushing back the doors that separated him from the customers, he smiled. He was home.
Meanwhile, outside the café a restless Yong Soo walked along the sidewalk.
"…there's nothing interesting to do in this place, how did father make me agree to move just for his darn jo-"his thoughts were cut off as he spots an interesting place. A maid café? There must be something interesting about that place. He ran to the shop as would a child do when they see an amusement park. Encircling his hands, he used these as binoculars to look inside the glass window. His lips made an 'O' as he saw the interior, a homely setting walled with a cute wallpaper and adorned with framed classic portraits. The tables, a classy Victorian theme covered with lace table covers and cushioned seats just for the customers. These all were nice features but what really caught his eyes were the maids serving the customers, the beautiful maids who seemed like they have no care for the world but only for their dear 'masters'. His jaw dropped at the girls, their clothing or imagination of them removing it made his face red, before he knew, his hands gently pushed the door of the café thus ringing it's bell to the greetings of the maids.
"Welcome back, master!" they all greeted in unison. He took the nearest seat he could find and made himself comfortable. Meimei was the one to greet him at his table.
"What would you like, master?" she asked with her cute, cheerful smile.
"O-oh, I'm new here. Do you have a menu or something like that?" he asked, quite nervous actually.
"Oh, it's right there under your hands." She responded, ending it with an innocent giggle. And she was right; there it was there rested under Yong Soo's palms. Oh he wanted to sink into his seat right there and then, how stupid of him. He uttered a nervous chuckle in return and proceeded to cover his face with the menu.
Browsing through the list of food, he mumbled the names of each one under his breath. Oh what to order? He skimmed through the menu until he arrived to the desserts; the parfaits tempted him so much. Then he decided there that he would order the chocolate parfait topped with pepero sticks, he loved that snack dearly. He called out for a maid to serve him, catching the attention of the nearest one who approached him. The maid had long black locks, a rather permanent looking blush and… a dumbfounded expression on her face? She just stared at him with wide eyes as he dictated what he wanted, she didn't respond after that though, she just stared.
"Uh, hello…?" The Korean waved his hand in front of the girl's face, just then the maid snapped out of it.
"O-oh, I-I apologize" she took a lock of stay hair out of her face as she looked down, biting her lower lip.
Damn, this girl is cute.
Heart racing, sweat rolling down the side of his forehead as he swallows, with much difficulty, he looked at the girl in front of him.
"S-so…w-what would you have, master?" the question simply rolled off her tongue, a gentle smile soon followed. Yong Soo was caught up with she called him, 'master'. Taking a deep breath, he stood up to look at the figure in front of him.
Beautiful, feminine, innocent and… familiar? The structure of the face looked quite familiar, but it can't be. He would have remembered such an angelic face. He took the initiative and took her by the hand, kneeling down and kissing it making the whole shop stop and stare at the two. The hand seemed rather calloused but he didn't care, it must have been from all the hard work she did every day. He did like hard working girls.
Kimi, or should I say, Kiku looked at the man in front of him. He would wonder if the Korean was mocking his sexuality until he realized, he didn't know who 'she' was. He wouldn't do this for the Japanese man's discomfort, he actually liked 'her'. A bright red blushed filled his cheeks as he stared down at the Korean. He looked up at her with his goofy grin before standing up once again.
"You're so beautiful! Tell me, what's your name?" he asked the maid in front of him.
Kiku simply looked down and replied with a stutter.
"I-I can't…! It's against the rules to associate with customers." He took a step back and ran away into the kitchen, heart pounding and blood racing to his face. The Korean failed to reach out to her and stood there miserably.
Author's notes:
So, uh, yeah. I was going to make this a short story until… BAM! Another chapter would be expected OTL
Honestly, I was going to make this a one-shot fic but I don't know what came over me.
I have a hard time typing what gender Kiku is, maybe it comes with who is looking at him. I don't know.
And... OMGWTFBBQ. Two reviews within 24 hours? OAO I love you both so much!
At Kowai Aoi Bara : AHA, he's that sort of character that's so fun to play with. xD
I also love Kimchibowl to death, you have no idea. It's probably my OTP orz
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I will try to do my best in maintaining my interest in this fic! That's the only thing that would stop me from continuing this. ._.