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A/N: FINDING A JOB CHAPTER 3 WILL NOW START! /(0w0)/
Good ol' Anna, asking him to serve random people whenever she liked. How nice. How veryveryveryveryvery kind of her. Oh, how he wished he had brought his knife with him. Wait, screw knives. He should've brought his axe.
And apparently, those random people happen to be his friends.
Great. Just what he needed.
Kurapika's first instinct was to run. Of course, he had already thought of that, but if he do it now, it'll only gain more attention on himself. And he did not want that to happen. So that's obviously a no.
His second instinct, however, was to serve them anyway and do an instant introduction like, "Hi there, what would you like to eat? I'm a girl by the way, not a guy. I probably look familiar to you don't I...?"
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NO. THAT WON'T WORK.
"Um, hello, can we ask for the menu, please...?" boomed a deep voice, startling Kurapika from his escape plan. 'Damn it, you stupid Leorio.' Kurapika thought.
Anna tsked and caught Kurapika's attention, glaring deadly at him. And if looks could kill, there would already be murder.
He gained his posture again and thought to himself. Why is he getting all worked up for? Yeah, well, of course, this maid outfit was embarrassing (on top of that, he was wearing a wig with ponytails! Not to mention about the pink, frilly ribbons- okay I'll stop.) but that shouldn't be an obstacle for him to meet his old friends, right? Now that he thought about it, he kinda missed Gon's innocent remarks and such. And, even though Leorio sometimes pisses him with his never-ending irritating insults, he's still- Nah, Leorio's just plain annoying. So sosososo annoying that it ticks the blonde off. If he wasn't the calm and collected kind of guy, Kurapika would've punched him square in the face the moment he first met him.
And lastly, Killua. Killua, too, was included in his imaginary 'The Top Ten People Who Annoys Me The Most' list. And he's also a real pain in the ass when it comes to sweets and chocolates. Plus, the ex-assassin rarely talked to him as much as he did towards Gon, but then why did Kurapika somehow felt so conscious around him?
He pondered himself with the question as his legs carried him closer and closer towards the trio as we speak. Yes, he had to serve them whether he liked it or not. He doesn't seem to have any choices anyway. Curse 'em money.
Back to the topic. Kurapika had first noticed about the conscious feeling right after the Hunter Exam where Killua had gone missing. He remembered Gon's agitated face and Leorio's- he couldn't quite recall Leorio's face but he was sure that he's there at that time. And he remembered himself, wandering around recklessly and aimlessly every night like a drunken man with all the veins and muscles popping out on his temple, showing how worried he was against Killua's disappearance. And that exact moment when they found Killua, something stirred deep inside the Kuruta. He wasn't quite sure what it was but he knew that it carried a deep- Meaning? Burden?Feeling? Well, we'll never know for now.
Kurapika blinked. He was already standing beside the trio's table. Automatically, he took out a piece of paper which had sakura prints on them with a pink pen to match.
"Hi, welcome to Kirameki Cafe." he greeted them with his usual cheerful smile and handed them the menus. There was no turning back now. He just had to do it.
He continued bluntly, running between words. "May I take your order, please? And, oh, by the way, in case you're wondering, I am positive that I am not a gu-"
Kurapika cut himself short and slammed his free hand on his mouth, eyes open wide. Oh God. Did he just say what he thought he said? He scanned his friends' faces for any surprised or shocked expressions. Nothing.
The blonde sighed in relief. The trio didn't hear anything. They were too busy staring at the menus to notice what a mere 'waitress' had to say. Somehow, the thought pissed Kurapika off.
"Finally! We've been waiting for hours, you know that?! This cafe's services sucks." Leorio bursted, before eyeing Kurapika from head to toe. His gaze then landed on Kurapika's flat chest. "And your chest is really puny. Hey, maybe you should try this xxxxx breast pad. The brand really works! Or a push-up bra, maybe…?"
Kurapika mentally snorted at him in disgust. No wonder Leorio didn't have any girlfriends. Talk about manners. This old man is a real damn pervert. If he saw Leorio again in his own normal clothes, remind him to beat Leorio into a pulp. Oh yeah man feel the pain lol.
"Ossan, learn some manners, would ya?" Killua gritted his teeth, aiming a clenched fist at him. "That's a woman you're talking to."
"Well, would you look at that." Leorio replied, scoffing at Killua's comment. "A person with zero manners, trying to teach a well-educated person like me about etiquettes. I expected better from you Killua. I really did."
"Come over here and say it directly to my face, you perverted bastard." Killua's face was red from rage. Oh man. Leorio's so gonna get it.
"You two, quit it! What would Kurapika do if he was here?!" Gon told them off, kicking both of his friends' shins under the table.
'Oh yeah, Gon let them have it.' Kurapika chuckled, making the trio spin their heads at her- whoops, him. "So, may I have your order, please?" Kurapika smiled, suddenly feeling light-hearted.
"Sorry about earlier, ma'am." Gon laughed. "I hope you don't feel ticked off by these two."
'Don't worry Gon, I already am.' "It's okay. I don't mind at all."
"Really? Well, that's a relief. Oh, I would like to have the salmon cheesecake (?!) please. And a bottle of water. How about you two?" Gon shifted his eyes on Leorio and Killua, who, somehow, had magically stopped fighting and had returned their gazes back at the menu.
Killua rose up his head from the menu and turned to look at Kurapika. "Do you happen to have any sweets her- wait. Is that a chocolate cake I see?" he stood up from his seat and started making his way towards a cake stand, muttering 'chocolate, chocolate' again and again. 'Well, at least that part of Killua still hasn't changed. I wonder if it's good or bad?' Kurapika smiled to himself.
"Told you they had desserts. One large chocolate cake for that imp over there." Leorio pointed at the 'imp' he was talking about who was drooling over a chocolate moist cake. "As for me, a chicken sandwich would be great."
Kurapika quickly jotted down on the paper he's holding. "Please wait while you're food is being prepared." (lol he sounded like a... Like a…... Ah! Nevermind :3)
The blonde Kurta then walked towards the kitchen and placed an order on Yuki and Angel, and thanking them before going out and leaning against the counter once again.
Well, that wasn't too bad, was it? He totally pulled that off smoothly. He was worried about nothing! A big clap for Kurapika Kuruta, everyone! He deserved it. Somebody should really give him an award or something. A medal at least. (:9)
But something felt wrong. He felt different. The blonde maid should've been discovered by now. He touched his face which was, well, decorated here and there with make-ups of all kinds of colours. Did he really look that different from before? Or does Gon and Killua needed a medical eye check-up?
Kurapika glanced back at team Gon. The spiky haired kid was busying himself trying to get Killua's ass back on the chair and Leorio was just doing his thing as usual- staring around, drooling over huge-chested women. A hand landed on his shoulder made Kurapika jump. He wasn't expecting that.
"Ne, why were you freaked out just now?" Anna asked and walked to the other side of the counter, nonchalantly chewing on a gum.
Kurapika protested at the question. That was so not true. "I was not freaked out."
"Yes, you were. You were like walking stiffly like an old man trying to cross the road." the brunette rolled her matching brown eyes, waddling with her arms pinned against her like a retarded penguin.
"I do not walk like an old man. Take that back." He pouted.
"Oh yes you do."
"Look. A rat!" Kurapika exclaimed sarcastically, hoping to drop down the subject as soon as possible before he was found out.
Panic-stricken, Anna swiftly scanned around for a tiny furry creature -she hated tiny furry creatures. Don't ask me why.- before realizing that the man was lying. "Haha, very funny, Kurapika." she slapped his back. "Anyway, are they your friends or something?"
Anna had read through him. "That's for me to know and you to find out." Kurapika said coldly, crossing his arms over his chest.
Ignoring the nasty remark, she grinned mischievously. "I'll take that as a yes then."
"Whatever- H-hey what are you doing?!"
"Trying to get you to introduce me to them. What does it look like I'm doing?" She pulled the blonde's arm, and he yanked it away harshly, frowning. "Hell no! As if I would do that."
"Oh come on, don't be such a spoilsport." Anna tried to reason with him. "Unless..."
"What?"
"Tell me the white-haired boy's name." she squealed suddenly, grabbing onto Kurapika's pale hand while jumping up and down. "Tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me! Please?"
"Why should I?" he pulled his precious arm away for the second time of the day. "And don't touch me!"
"You should." Anna blushed slightly. She then started giggling like a school girl. Glancing back at Killua, Anna whispered straight into Kurapika's ear softly so that no one could overhear them. "Because I think I like him."
I MADE LEORIO A BAD GUY HERE. SORRY LEORIO FANS! :D HIT ME ALL YOU WANT, JUST DON'T KILL ME. BECAUSE I HAVE A DOG TO FEED. AND A CAT. AN IMAGINARY FLYING POP-TART SHAPED NYAN CAT DARTING ACROSS SPACE IN MY ROOM WITH RAINBOWS ALL OVER THE CARPET. I LOVE MY CAT. d('w')b
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