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⌛ Who: Minato Arisato and YOU! Have some music too
⌛ What: He got roped into being a maid in a maid café for a day. Please save him. Or laugh. idk you do you.
⌛ When: Beginning of September
⌛ Where: Shinjuku
⌛ Warnings: Has potential for NSFW is crossdressing guys are your thing, will warn if necessary

[Minato stared at the café owner with his usual, listless expression as she tried desperately convince him to say yes. A certain outfit laid out on the nearest table.]

But why me?

It's your size, you can pull of the look, and I promise it's only for today! We're short staffed as it is and you're the only one who even remotely gave us a glance!

[He somehow doubted that but at the same time, it appeared there really were no other candidates in the shop so she had asked person who looked "adorable" (her words, not his) to the shop to make her offer. He should have said no from the get go but she latched onto him as soon as he hesitated because damn it, he was used to helping people out and now it was a habit.]

I'll pay you extra, all meals are free, aaaaaand-

[She reached over to the side of the outfit and stuck her hand inside a hidden seam. His eyes widened. She grinned. Got him!]

It has pockets. So, what do ya say?

...alright, one day.

[And that was how Minato was stuck in a maid outfit for the day, working at a maid café with other girls who were dressed cute and adorable. They prepped his make up and helped him with the dress. While he was noticeably flat chested compared to the girls, it was clearly made up for in make up and long haired blue wig he wore.]

Lunch

[The day didn't start too early, which gave them all ample time to prep for the soon to be lunch rush. Minato needed to learn the menu and have a crash course in actually being a maid for his "masters" that would be dining in. For now, though, he played hostess. So, anyone walking by or walking in would be greeted by Minato who tried his best to be as cheerful as the other girls (to varying degrees of success) and dutifully seated the patrons and provided their menus. ]

Welcome home, master/princess. Please, this way.

[If Minato recognizes you, he will try very hard to (unsuccessfully) not blush in embarrassment, meanwhile it was much easier if he doesn't know you. Regardless, Minato is working so please don't mess with him too much! (please do it).]

Break Time

[The girls happily reapplied his make up and brushed out the wig to make sure it was all perfect for when he was finally out waiting tables. But, he did want a bit of alone time so Minato could be found were one to circle around the back, sitting out on an extra chair and table just for this purpose. His feet were elevated onto another chair, the heels sitting neatly near where he was sitting. He wasn't used to heels, after all, and he quietly listened to his headphones and MP3 player, hands folded on his stomach with his head bowed. He wasn't napping, but he was in a light doze. His device was set out on the table, an alarm set to alert him when the break was over.

Of course, it wasn't exactly quiet back there, so there was a chance he could hear you and he would lift his head, opening one bleary eye.]

Employees only back here.

Evening

[The rest of the afternoon went pleasantly enough, Minato was able to be a fine maid in the café towards the various masters and princesses. So much so that he was offered a permanent position and allowed to keep the dress and wig. And, he had to be honest, it was actually a little fun? He asked if he could think about it before returning to the last few straggling patrons of the night.]

What can I get for you, master/princess?

[Menus had already been provided, and with the place winding down, it felt rather cozy. It seems most people who came in the evenings were less rowdy, ordering coffee or simple desserts. Minato liked that, but anyone could order whatever was on the menu. He gave a small smile as he waited for their order.

Eventually, the place was deserted and he really only had the energy to switch his shoes from the heels to his sneakers. He made sure it was okay to go home like this, promising not to ruin the dress especially because he did say he would continue working for them for the time being. He didn't have any other job lined up, after all. He heaved a heavy breath as he stepped onto into the warm streets of Shinjuku, keeping his heels in one hand, he moved to turn on his MP3 player and clip on those earphones of his when he noticed someone walking toward the café.]

It's closed. Come back tomorrow.

[No need for the false cheeriness now. Sorry, he's got a train to catch and he's tired.]

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[Ren has only been here a few days and he's been slowly settling in. He still has money from those modeling gigs, including that private risque shoot, so he let himself have a treat by checking out the maid cafe. It had been a long time since he went to one back in Tokyo, and his former teacher does come to mind, but at least she is doing fine while no longer being a maid on the side.

When he does show up, he is surprised to see Minato not only there, but as a maid as well. He has to fight not to laugh, though he can't quite stop himself from cracking an amused grin. Especially seeing the blush on Minato's face. Making him look so cute, especially in the outfit. Normally he'd question that train of thought, but Minato crossdressing gives him an excuse.]

Thank you.

[He follows Minato towards his table. He's gonna try to pretend he doesn't know him, though he might still tease anyway. It's hard not to and it's much less awkward this time around.]

[He caught the smirk, which only made the flush brighten. He had hoped he wouldn’t be too recognizable but, he supposed that wasn’t the case. Just think about the extra cash!

He provided Ren with a table near the window, a smaller table since it appeared Ren was alone. He provided the menu and utensils on the table and then gave a small curtsy.]

Here you are, master. Your maid will be with you shortly.

I’m right here, thank you for waiting, master! Actually, I think this would be a good time to start training your newest maid on the floor, would that be alright with you, master?

[Minato blinked and looked at the girl, a cheery girl with bubblegum pink hair in pigtails. She had a bright grin and hooked an arm around his, her other arm pet the top of Minato’s head.]

She’s been doing so well seating our guests, so I think she’s due for a little reward. Serving her master for the first time sounds just right.

Uh, I don’t—

[It's hard not to recognize him considering his hairstyle.

He sits down at the table. At first part of him is slightly disappointed that Minato won't be serving him, but then the girl suggests Minato does so anyway.

Sorry Minato but Ren isn't gonna spare you from this.]

Yes, I would more than alright with that, if you don't mind.

[He'll wait until the other maid is gone before talking with Minato.]

[He had hoped the wig would have helped but considering all it did was give him long hair, it was probably a long shot.

He sighed even as the girl shook him lightly to get him to straighten back up.]

Awesome, thank you master! I’ll be right over there so please don’t hesitate to come get me if our girl as any issues, okay?

[There was a small, whispered "you got this!" before the girl disappeared to assist another master. Minato was a little grateful for it, though. The girls and the owner have been awfully nice to him and it didn’t feel forced given they were desperate for another worker.

Minato tried to calm his heart and then turned to Ren.]

Would you like something to drink first, master?

Alright.

[He watches her go and then turns towards Minato. So far so good.]

Yes, I would like some tea.

[He would order coffee but there's that coffee shortage, so he knows they don't have it here. And there's no booze here, so he feels safe ordering tea. Tea, especially the more bitter ones like green tea, can hide the taste of drugs shady a-holes can slip into the drink.]

[If Minato knew what he was thinking, he would ask why his mind is going to shady places in the first place? It's a maid café, they aren't going to slip anything in there! Well, unless you asked for uki weed but then you'd also still have to try and keep your hands to yourself and who would really want that?]

What kind of tea? We have green, black, fruit such as peach and mango and... er... [What was the other one? "And here's your passionfruit tea, master! Now, have you decided on what you wanted for lunch or would you like me to come back in a few minutes?" She said that loudly on purpose but it helped him, nonetheless.] Passionfruit.

[Beat. Oh, right.]

Master.

[Kill him.]

[Ren's become pretty jaded from all the crap he's gone through, plus Lala had trained him while he worked for her in order to him to protect himself. It's what happens when you spend some time in the red light district.

Luckily for Minato, he doesn't say anything about either slip-ups. Though he does continue to amused by this.]

Hmm... I'll try the mango one.

[He's tempted to tease him but he'll wait for the right opportunity for that. Perhaps another slip-up will do?]

[Minato gave a small smile and a curtsy again, nodding.]

Alright, I’ll be back. Think about what you would like for lunch, master.

[Minato was far too embarrassed to try and do the cute gestures, he just focused on trying to play it cool. He wasn’t exactly successful. He stepped away to get the tea, and once he was out of sight he let out a long breath. His training partner quickly pat him on the back. "You’re doing fine! Chin up. Just take a breath and you got this!"

He told her that he knew the teen which is why he was so embarrassed, but she merely took it as though he had a crush and only gave him more encouragement to keep going and then Minato would have him where he wanted him! Oh boy…

Minato sighed again and got the tea, bringing it back out and set it down on the table.]

Did-Did you make a decision, master?

[If Ren was there, he would egg Minato on just to troll him.

He did look over the menu and it's pretty much what he expected. When Minato comes back with the tea, he knows what to order.

Again he tries not to laugh. He's acting like one of those school girls who clearly have a massive crush on their senpai. He can't tell if that's on purpose or he's getting under the wildcard's skin. Either way, he's pleased.]

I would like an omurice please.

[He's curious if Minato can draw or not.]

[It was more just that Minato had not expected to run into any familiar faces. It was embarrassing, to say the least. Although he really had no idea why with Ren it seemed like a big deal after only meeting him a handful of times. He didn't care all that much about impressions, but perhaps it was because this was technically his kouhai and he was doing something really...

He couldn't find the word for it. So, he tried to will away the mortification to just... do the job. That's all it is. Breathe!]

I'll be back with your lunch, master. Let me know if you need anything else in the meantime. ❤️!

[And this time, he did flash a cute smile with a wink and made a heart with his hands. His trainer even gave him a thumbs up for it! See, he could do this. If Ren was going to keep up the sass, then Minato was going to give back in kind.]

[In the grand scheme of things, it really isn't, but Ren just loves messing with people and getting under their skin. Plus, for some reason, there's something about Minato that draws him in. He's not sure if it's them being wildcards or something else.

And it seems Minato caught on and stopped being embarrassed. Ah well. At least he enjoyed while it lasted. He merely smirks.]

But of course dear.

[Yes he's now resorting to pet names like he used to do with Akechi.]

[Minato couldn't help the face he made at that. Ew, don't do pet names. That just sounded weird. But he walked away to get the food. Just trying to remind himself not to be embarrassed just because it was Ren and his smirk was actually really cute.

Okay, what?

This place was too horny even for him. Eventually, the order was ready and he brought it back out along with the bottle of ketchup in his apron pocket. He set the plate down and pulled out the bottle.]

What would master like his lunch to say? Or would you perhaps prefer a picture?

[Minato hoped it would be something he could write, but he didn't count on his luck today so if he had to draw really bad art then so be it. Hope you're hungry, Ren.]

[Huh, he was not expecting that reaction. Guess not everyone can handle those like Akechi did. He'll stop with that since it seems like he made it too weird.

Ren hasn't been around enough to get hit with the horniness yet. Especially since he's still a virgin and it won't be until Halloween before he's considered legal age.

Luckily for Minato, Ren's now behaving and has stopped with messing with him. Well mostly.]

How about a picture?

[Why him? His face twitched lightly and he barely refrained from sighing.]

What picture? I can’t guarantee it’ll look good…my apologies, master.

[That makes Ren very amused and he couldn't quite hold the smirk back.]

That's alright, as long as you try your best.

[He could be nice and just say a heart or something simple like that, but he is curious as to how bad he apparently is at art....]

I would like Jack Frost's head.

[Seriously, Ren? Minato did sigh this time and pulled out the ketchup bottle. Well, here goes. He shook the bottle and then began drawing on the omurice.

Once it was completely, he slid the bottle back into the apron pocket.]

There you go.

[It looked nothing like Jack Frost.]

[Ren looked down and he has to put a hand to his mouth, though his breathing makes it obvious he's trying to hold back laughter.

He had assumed maybe Minato had some self confidence issues when it came to art, but it seems Minato really is that bad after all. Suddenly he feels much better about his own art skills. Sure he's not at the level as Yusuke, but definitely a lot better than Minato.

Once he manages to make himself calm down, he still has a grin on his face.]

Well you tried.

[Yeah he's been around Futaba too long. He'll start to eat though.]

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I did, indeed, Master.

[Minato even said it in a proud tone, deadpan sass all the way as he curtsied.]

I'll leave you to your meal, please let me know if you need anything else.

[Ah well. He doubted Minato would have understood the meme reference anyway. A blue streak suddenly appears in Ren's hair without Ren noticing. The same shade of blue as Minato's hair no less.]

Thank you.

[He'll proceed to eat even with the "art" on it.]

[ it's not so much insomnia that keeps him up so much as it is a restlessness to see more of this fair city and what sort of amusements it has to offer him. his steps and the train take him from district to district, sampling the wares and entertainments from the early morning to the mid-afternoon and then eventually, late at night.

maid cafes are a luxury he has yet to experience but, as ducks his head upon entering the little shop and immediately finds himself greeted by a boy in a wig and a maid dress, he can definitely see the novelty of it.

"What can I get for you, Master?"

it's easy to tell the interest in gold eyes as he looks the maid boy up and down. it's not particularly lascivious, more curious than anything - and even the words that follow that question are probably not as a bad as they could have been.

the small smile curling around his lips is telling. it's almost like he's telling a joke; especially since he imagines the maid boy must have heard this hundreds of times throughout the day. ]

Are you on the menu?

[He has heard it hundreds of times today alone, so the stare he gave back was entirely unamused and not at all what he was supposed to be doing as a made. After a moment of simply staring, he finally answered.]

No.

[Then, he put back on that façade of being a maid and gestured to the tables that were available during this evening rush. He smiled and held the menu to his chest.]

Would you like a table, master?

[While he had ultimately decided he would probably keep the job, it was gentlemen like him that truly tried his patience.]

Hoh, what a quick recovery.

[ it's said without any kind of venom behind the words, like he hadn't been putting much faith in a playful response back.

that master, though, does invite a certain degree of mischief, and he can't help but to indulge a little. ]

I wouldn't be here otherwise, would I?

[ is it bad manners to touch the employees? he imagines so. he'll keep his hands to himself, for now, and nod his head in the direction of one of the empty tables. ]

At your leisure, Maid Boy.

[It was, indeed, bad manners and forbidden. The maid café was a bit more innocent despite how horny Nippon could be. Those kinds of services were offered, but it generally went through management.]

Please, call me Mina-...

[Ah, he was supposed to pretend to be a girl, wasn't he? He recovered as he gestured to the empty table and handed the man a menu.]

-ko. Minako, master. At your service.

[He gave a curtsy with a nod of his head. Well, he wasn't the most insufferable so far. Maybe this would be his last customer, even. Just get through this!]

May I get you something to drink first, master?

A coffee is fine.

[ is he actually going to be a well behaved customer this time? considering how he moves to seat himself at the empty table, prim and proper and perfectly refined, as a gentleman should be, it could be assumed so.

the look he levels at Minako is polite, as well, not so much salacious as it is playfully fond. ]

I wouldn't be averse to a bit of your company, either, if you are gracious enough to offer it. I'm very curious.

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