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Notes from Ur Stalker: Hello everyone! Do not threaten me! This is a two-shot. My first one at that. This is just something that was tickling the back of my head thanks to one of my friends cosplay moments. (Though I have to admit, which was fun) and I wanted to do something funny. So, enjoy people!
Summary: When Jou, Malik, Ryou and Yugi agreed to do a favor for their boss, they had no idea that this would be the outcome.
Warnings: Cross-dressing, groping, cuteness extreme!
Let's Play Dress Up!
It was around 10:00am on a Wednesday morning when Bakura Ryou cell phone rang, making the white haired college student roll slightly across the bed, groaning when he cracked open his left eye, trying to see if he would answer the phone or not. His eyes widened when he looked at the caller ID and his head fell back to his pillow, letting out a whine while doing so. It was his boss, Shinohara Kisara.
"Kisara," Ryou whined as he opened the phone to press it against his ear. "You know that today is my day off!"
"I know, I know Ryou, but this is an emergency! One of the other workers had a family emergency! You're the only one I can call on! Everyone else is working today—even me! Today is like the biggest day for the café!"
Ryou sat up and rolled his eyes, knowing that Kisara had rehearsed what she was going to say before she had actually called.
"Kisara," Ryou warned.
"I know, I know, you will get the next week off, promise—with pay!" the girl cried, sounding more and more desperate by the moment.
Ryou sighed. "Okay fine, I'm on my way in."
"Good!" Kisara chirped and giggled. "Don't worry about the uniform, I have you covered. See you in a little bit!"
Before Ryou could even ask what she meant by that, the busy tone filled his ears which made him sigh in annoyance before sliding out of bed.
Well, there goes his peaceful day at home.
Slowly, Ryou pulled off his clothing and undid the braid that held his hair together before stepping into the shower, grabbing his favorite body wash and scrubbed away, his mind forcibly focused on how Kisara managed to pull him in, yet again, into work on his day off.
True, he knew that Kisara's café, Fantasy, was busy twenty-four seven, and it would be busier today since tourist were eager to see an girls dressed as maids, (and boys, dressed as cute servants) taking their orders, she should've called in more help, not having others come in from their breaks.
Ryou sighed and hung his head, finally accepting that there was nothing he could do and might as well get this day over with.
"Welcome to Fantasy Café!" a blond haired girl chirped automatically when she heard bell on the door open, signaling that someone else was coming into the already crowded business.
"Good morning, Mana." Ryou said tiredly, smiling when the said girl ran over to him, her small silver platter pressed against her chest.
"Ryou?" Mana questioned, her green eyes blinking in confusion. "Why are you here? Isn't this your day off?"
"Yeah, it was supposed to be, but, Kisara called me in, she needed my help." Ryou said, walking behind the counter, Mana followed after him.
"Yeah, Vivian said something happened to her mother, so she couldn't come in today. I never knew that it could be so crowded in here," Mana said, pulling at her frilly blue and pink costume before looking back up at Ryou and smiled.
"But, that means we're popular, right?"
"Yeah," Ryou said while smiling. "I guess so. You better get back out there; I'm going to go see Kisara."
"Okay then!" the blond haired girl chirped. "I'll see you in a little bit!" she called before going back out to the customers who just came in, did a little twirl and smiled before directing them to an empty table.
Ryou smiled as the customers cooed at Mana before going back into the kitchen, where most of the staff was, including his friends Yugi, Jou and Malik.
"Ryou!" Jou called once he looked up, his once panic filled face was instantly smoothed over by a calm peaceful one.
"Thank god you're here! Kisara was about to come and hunt you down man!"
Ryou felt a brow rise. "What's going on back here?"
"It's nothing big," Yugi said while smiling. "We're just up to our necks right now; turns out that well….most of the customers out there would rather see girls out there besides us…"
Ryou crossed his arms over his chest and tilted his head to the side. "What is that suppose to mean?" he then stiffened when he felt a hand on his shoulder and a breath of warm air tickle his ear.
"It means you; Jou, Yugi and Malik are going to help me in my little predicament."
Ryou felt his blood run cold as he slowly turned and saw none other than Kisara, her dark eyes shone with something that Ryou couldn't place.
"K-Kisara?"
"Hello Ryou, I'm glad that you could come in today, you're like a life saver. Along with Jou, and the others of course." The white haired woman said, her arms folding behind her back as she smiled.
Ryou heard his friends sigh behind him.
"Kisara…." Ryou drawled out in an uneasy manner. "What do you mean by that?"
"It's nothing bad Ryou," Kisara said, her eyes narrowing while doing so. "It just happens to be the case that you and your friends here are the most girlish looking guys here. So, I want to put that to use---"
Ryou could feel his blood rush from his face.
"So, I thought, okay, we're short of what the customers demand. Why not improvise?" she said while pulling out a dress from out of nowhere.
Ryou felt like he was about to faint as he eyed the dress.
It blue and pink; the customary color for all of the girls of the café, the skirt; from what Ryou could see was short, and white lacey frills decorated the edges. On the collar, it was a small pink bow was tied in the middle of the dress, accompanied by many other pink bows and a simple white lace headband hung loosely from the hanger, with a pair of long knee high stocking like socks.
"You're not putting me in that….that…thing!" Ryou cried, pointing to the said 'thing' in horror.
Kisara sniffled. "No, you're not putting it on, I am going to force it on you, with Mai, and Miho's help of course."
"You guys!" Ryou cried, turning back to his friends. "Tell me you're not going through with this!"
"Eh, more money in my pocket." Malik said while waving his hand.
"Kisara really needs the help," Yugi said while shrugging sadly.
"Yeah, Kisara has done a lot for me in the past; I just can't let her down like this." Jou said while grinning in apology.
Whimpering, Ryou turned back to Kisara who was looking at him with her big blue eyes, holding the dress up to her chest.
Ryou eyes narrowed when she began to pout, her lower lip quivering.
"Fine….but you owe me big time for this one," Ryou said while snatching the dress out of his boss's hand.
"Yay!" Kisara yelled, jumping up and down. "Thank you so much you guys! Okay, let me go get Miho and Mai so they can help me with the makeup and the dresses!" Kisara cried, running out of the kitchen.
"Ryou…" Jou started, but stopped when Ryou raised his hand.
"Don't….I don't want to hear it,"
The others sighed and began to go into a silence—which was quickly forgotten when Kisara came back in, followed by a busty blond and an eager looking lavender haired girl.
"Okay, Mai is going to make-up, and Miho is going to help me do the dresses," Kisara said, shuffling four dresses in her arms before pushing open a door which lead to the dressing room.
"Come on guys, we don't have much time,"
The four boys sighed. Seeing that their fates were sealed.
(45 minutes later)
"Welcome to Fantasy Café!"
Was heard when the door to the café was opened, in stepped five Domino University students, four of the five looked around uneasily, not liking how the place looked.
"Um, Anzu, I don't think that coming here for lunch is such a good idea," one of the four guys in the good said, eyeing the dresses worn by the girls with bored interest.
"Aw come on, Yami, they have the best banana muffins are the best! Along with their honey iced tea!" the only girl of the group said as they stood alongside the door as the sign had intstrued for them to do.
"This is bullshit; I don't want a 'muffin and iced tea' I could have stayed back at school for all this,"
Anzu shot him a glare. "You can leave then Marik, I don't want to hear all you're whining anyway." She said, flicking her hair and turned away.
The one named Marik bristled and was about to say something but was stopped when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked back and calmed down when he saw the seriousness in his friend Bakura's face.
"Look at the bright side," Bakura motioned to one of the waitress as she bent slightly to place a plate in front of one of the customers.
Both Marik and Bakura grin a pervert grin.
The last of the group scoffed, making Marik and Bakura look back.
"You're both disgusting,"
"Fuck you, Kaiba,"
"You wish," was the smart comeback.
"Like-"
"Sorry for the delay!"
Everyone turned to the look at the waitress in front of them. She looked somewhat nervous as she stood before them, her small hands holding the usual platter in her arms before tilling her head to the side.
"As you can see, we're very busy right now, but we just had another table open up, so follow me please!" she chirped, turning to lead the group to a far corner.
"Hey, Yami," Marik called, nudging his friend in the side. "You have a sister or something?"
Yami blinked. "W-what?"
"Yeah, come to think of it," Anzu said while placing her finger under her chin. "You two do look alike,"
Yami made a sound in the back of his throat as he studied their waitress carefully. From the back, her colored hair—which eerily looked like his was curled loosely, falling midway her back, while her uniform hugged her comfortably, especially her slim, almost non-existent waist. But rose as she walked, showing skin which was not covered by the sheer knee highs.
Damn, Yami hoped they weren't related.
A snort brought him back to reality.
"I think your drooling, Yami, clean it up." Anzu said, handing him a napkin.
Yami blushed lightly as he took the napkin from his friend, muttering a thanks while doing so.
"Okay, do you guys need some time to look over the menu?" the girlish look alike of Yami said, again, tilting her head to the side with a small smile.
"Yes please, we'll call when we're ready," Anzu said, picking up the menu as did the others.
"Okay, just call out when you're ready," was all that was said before the girl turned and walked away, almost stumbling over her brown shoes.
"She's a cute one isn't she," Anzu said, turning to Yami.
"I-I guess," Yami muttered.
"You guess?" Marik said while smirking. "You were drooling like a damned dog. Too bad if you were related, that is going to be-"
"UGH! You fucking pervert!!!"
Everything in the entire café seemed to pause and was looking for the cause of that sudden outburst. There, in the mid corner, stood a furious looking waitress, her lavender colored eyes seemed to blaze with anger while her platter—which every girl seemed to carry was now raised over her head, intent to hit a middle aged man who was now cowering in the corner of the plush seat he was sitting in.
"I-I didn't mean it! My hand slipped!" the man cried, raising his arm to defend himself just in case he was hit again.
"Your hand slipped….it slipped…you fucking liar!" she cried again, and raised the platter even higher but was stopped by a blond who stood in front of the man.
"Hey, calm down Mali, okay?"
"Calm down? Ha! That's funny," the girl—Mali, the others guessed since the other girl had called her that scoffed.
"Come on, you don't want Kisara to get upset right. So come on," the other coaxed, and took the tray from the other and sighed before turning to the man.
"I'm sorry, but, Mali…he…She… isn't a very touchy feeling person. I will get someone else to complete your order." The girl said while bowing before glaring at the pale haired girl who snorted and walked away.
Marik felt his brow twitch as he watched the girl walk by and silently admitted that if he was that man, he would've tried to grab whatever skin he could find. Her hair touched the middle of her back, and swayed with each step that she took as did her skirt, accompanied by those same sheer like long length like the girl who had placed them.
"Now who's doing the drooling," Yami said while smirking, his hand coming to rest in the base of his palm.
Anzu pouted. "How come when I wear dresses like these girls, all I get is a grunt?"
"Because," Bakura stated simply, making Anzu turn to him, her eyes clearing waiting for an answer so she could make improvements.
"You're just not that pretty,"
Yami, Malik and even Seto couldn't help but snort, trying to hold in their laughter when they saw the girl's face fall but only to wrinkle up in anger a moment later.
"You better you take that back you ass-fucki-"
"Um, do you need more time?" a shy voice said, making everyone but Anzu turn to the new waitress that stood beside them.
Her brown eyes looked everywhere but at the customers, and her pale hands was tightly gripping the tray that she held.
Bakura raised an eyebrow. Shy much?
"We're ready, I think, we're all having the mid-day special," Bakura drawled, looking at the others who didn't complain.
"Okay then, special it is," she said reaching for the menu's but paused when Bakura pulled his menu away, a small smirk on his face while doing so.
The girl blinked again before reaching for the menu again and couldn't help as a growl of frustration escaped her lips.
"Na ah, what's your name, missy?"
"Give me the menu,"
Bakura's smirk grew. "Name?"
"Don't fucking play with me!" she whispered, reaching for the menu again, giving Bakura a pleasant view of pale skin.
"Bakura, leave her alone," Anzu cried, not looking the look on the other's face.
"I am going to give it to her, but she should least be polite and tell me her name."
Ryou felt like he was about to kill someone. This whole day was falling to ruins already! First some old ass man tried to grab his ass, now here goes this bastard toying with him!
Ryou growled again. He didn't have time for this!
"It's Ryou, okay! Now give me the menu!" he yelled, snatching the thing away from the one named Bakura.
"Now, see, was the hard?" Bakura cooed, placing his hands under his chin. His answer was Ryou's foot crushing down on his as hard as he could.
Ryou smirked when he heard Bakura cry out.
"As a matter of fact," Ryou said while smirking, and even flipped his hair for a dramatic effect. "It wasn't." he said before walking away, smiling when he heard everyone else at the bastard's table laugh.
With the order in hand, Ryou went into the kitchen, and wasn't surprised to see Malik being chewed out by Kisara.
"He grabbed my ass Kisara, my ass!" Malik yelled, waving his arms in anger as Kisara rolled her eyes.
"Yes, I get it, but you don't go around and try to beat someone to a pulp with a tray!"
Malik huffed. "If I had something more useful, it wouldn't have been a tray…." He muttered, but cried out a moment later when Kisara smacked him.
"Ow! What the-"
"Come on Malik, we don't want to scare any of the customers, just hold it in and before you know it, the day is over," Yugi reasoned with a tired smile, his small hands rubbing at his feet. Who knew walking in small heels would be so tough?
"Yeah, it is going to be fine," Jou said while patting his friend's back.
Ryou only shrugged before handing his order ticket to one of the cooks. "How much longer are we going to have to wear these things?" he asked, pulling at the skirt.
Kisara sighed and smiled. "Just for a few more hours, promise."
All of the boys frowned. What were a few more hours?
Once the little 'meeting' was over, Ryou and the others left the kitchen, all of them sighing in relief when they saw that the café was beginning to clear.
"I can't wait to get out of these shoes," Yugi cried, when he saw someone try to get his attention and tried his best to not fall over again.
Jou and the others stifled as giggle. They had to admit, Yugi did look cute walking like that.
Yugi slowed down as almost reached the table he was called to and took a deep breath and walked over, smiling when he saw the group he had placed over twenty minutes ago.
A small blush crept on his face as one of the customers—who looked liked him no less smiled.
"Ah, I was wondering if we could get our bill now, please."
"O-of course," Yugi said and reached out for the empty cups but paused when reached for the third one. "I'll be back for the rest of them and the bill,"
Yami nodded. "Of course, take your time."
"Ah, I'm getting tired of seeing you guys flirting," Anzu said as she stood and slapped down a ten dollar bill. "I'm going back to the campus, see you losers later."
"Laters," Yami called after the brunette, frowning when he didn't get a reply.
"Don't worry about her Yami," Seto said who had been reading the whole entire time. "She'll get over it,"
Before Yami could say anything else, Yugi returned with the bill. "I hope you enjoyed the food. When you're ready to pay, just bring it up to the counter, I'll ring everything up for you," Yugi said, grabbing everything else before walking away again, but this time, disappeared through some doors.
Yami raised an eyebrow when he looked down at the bill and smiled when he saw a number scribbled under the total.
Marik peeked over and grinned. "Ah, somebody is getting lucky tonight,"
Yami sent a glare towards Marik but smirked nonetheless.
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