I don't know why, but I somehow forget to update my fic here...sorry guys. I like forgot to update 3 chapters and it's not cool. u_u Once again sorry.
Chapter 9
Yao could
only think of a word to describe this situation; ridiculous! This was really ridiculous!
He had to
admit that he never thought of one day seeing three, almost adult, students
sitting at a table, playing with the pink and cute decorations, while making a
lot of noises and screams like if they were 5 years old.
With how
noisy and how obnoxious they were, there was no need to say that these
westerners were indeed the center of attention at the café. Nonetheless, Yao
was embarrassed that he actually knew these people…
“Yao, could
you tell those kids to make less noise.” His Norwegian co-worker, who was still
cleaning the dishes in the kitchen, asked.
They aren’t kids, aru…
“Y-yeah,
I’ll see what I can do…” The Chinese replied half-exasperate with this
situation. He could notice a stare of
confusion coming from Nicolai because of how strange his tone was, but he
decided to ignore it. After all, he didn’t have the choice but to cope with all
this.
Rapidly,
the Chinese waiter headed to his other less annoying client. With the entire
crazy situation that he was handling, he almost forgot about Ivan…something
that he shouldn’t really tell him… Yao could see his stalker who quickly beamed
a smile as soon as their eyes meet.
“Here you go aru.” Yao said giving Ivan his coffee,
with no energy. Compared to the three others, Ivan was so quiet and calm. Now,
he couldn’t believe how much only Ivan knowing about his secret was okay…
“He he, Yao
you seem so tired da?” Ivan remarked with a small chuckle. Clearly, he knew why
Yao was this exhausted, but he absolutely wanted to have a conversation with
his waiter. The three idiots were entirely stealing Yao’s intention away from
him and he was seriously starting to be a little
jealous. However, he was still happy to see that his little sunflower hasn’t
forgotten about him.
“You don’t
know how much this is true.”The Asian complained with a clear fatigued tone.
“I know how
to get rid of them~” The Russian whispered to the other.
“Really?”Yao
asked with a small hint of curiosity.
“Da! Poison
their food.”
Yao let a
small sigh. If he could, he would have done it a long time ago.
“I don’t
think it’s a realisable solution aru.”The waiter replied. He didn’t want to
show how much he actually agreed with Ivan’s plan. Of course, he would never do
this, but thinking about it sure calmed him a little.
“Why? I am
sure nobody will notice they are gone. Plus, no one will suspect you da?”
For the first time in the last couple of
minutes, a small smile appeared on Yao’s face. He didn’t know if it was because
he was extremely tired, but this small talk with Ivan was actually making him
feel better.
“Why are
you alone here aru?” Yao finally inquired, noticing that Ivan was at a table
that was quite far from their group of classmates.
“It’s okay,
Yao. I prefer to pretend I do not know those people.” The Russian answered with
a smile.
Well, Yao couldn’t blame him actually. It
seemed peaceful here compared to where
the three others were…
“You are
really lucky….”
Yao was
about to continue his conversation with Ivan, however some loud person
completely ruined it.
“HEY! WAITER!!!
Can I have another piece of cheesecake!!?” Alfred screamed from the other side
of the room, making everyone look at him.
Fortunately,
the American quiet down when he noticed the death glares that came from both
Ivan and Yao.
“Please?”He quickly added sheepishly, thinking
that he was receiving these glares because he forgot to be “polite” and say
please.
“Hon hon,
Al this is not the way a gentlemen treats such a pretty waiter.” Francis said,
giving a wink to Yao.
Don’t punch the clients! Never punch the
clients! If I punch the client, I will be in big trouble aru. The Asian told himself trying to
help him remain calm.
“I-Is there
something else you guys want from me before I go.” Yao asked, forcing himself
to show a big, yet fake, smile.
“Hon hon, maybe
a quicky?” The French inquired giving the Asian a rather pervert smile.
“WHAT?!”
Yao screamed, repulsed.
“Ha ha, I
was only joking.” Francis remarked laughing at the other’s expression.
“AIYAA, you
bastard aru!” Yao snapped. He really was about to punch this damn French.
“Come on,
you know he would ask something like this sooner or later. You act like you
have the worst job ever!”The British complained, thinking that Yao was
overacting. Unlike the Chinese, Arthur had to endure such things almost every
day and the Asian was making a big deal about it for barely 1 hour.
Yao gave a
death glare to the British. That guy wasn’t the one who had to wear a maid outfit;
so his opinion on his work was completely worthless.
“Yeah, I
was wondering, how did you get this job? Did you like came here and ask to be a waiter,
but they only needed a woman, so they accepted since you look like one?”The
American suddenly asked, entirely oblivious to Yao’s murdering temper.
“That seems
legit!”
“At this
point, you should have just worked at Mc Donald’s, ha ha ha!”
“Guess he
likes wearing a dress after all…”
Those bastards aru!
Apparently
all the three found that this scenario was incredibly funny….Of course, this
was the opposite for Yao who never felt this insulted in his life. Now, the
food poisoning plan didn’t seem that farfetched in Yao’s mind.
“Aiyaa,
laugh all you want aru. I make much more money one day here, than you would do if
you worked for a week at Mc Donald’s.” Yao said bitterly, deciding to ignore
them and continue to do his work. After all, they weren’t worth his time.
“WOW!!”All
the other said completely astonished, even Arthur seemed impressed by this fact.
“W-what
really? L-like how much? Is it really much?”The British asked, suddenly
interested.
“Do you
make more than a doctor?” Alfred asked, also shocked to hear that.
“What kind
of question is that aru?!” Yao inquired, not really surprised by the American’s
weird question.
“Do they
still need waiters…I mean without the dress?”Arthur questioned again, trying to
make it sound like a casual question.
What did
this British thought?! Did he think he choose to wear this a dress on purpose?
“No.”Yao
bluntly responded. It was funny that now, everyone seemed to respect his work.
“…”
“Artie,
dude, are you thinking about also work here as a waitress ha ha ha!!”Alfred suddenly
asked, seeing that the British seemed deep in thoughts.
“What? No!!”
The other replied his face quickly red.
“Hon Hon, I
think Yao wouldn’t be the only one who would look good in a dress.”The French
said giving the other a flirt-ish smile.
“SHUT UP,
You French Frog!!”
“Don’t
worry Arthur, as a friend I will visit you everyday fu fu fu!”
“DON’T
TOUCH ME!!!”
“Yao, we
demand a job assignment paper for Arti!!Ha ha ha!”
“WHAT
NOOO!!!!”
And yet
another scream fight started between them…
“When will
it end…”Yao sighed to himself, now completely weary.
“Yao-Yao
can I have another coffee please, da?”
The Asian, surprised,
turned around to see that Ivan was right next to him. How long has he been
there?!!
“Aiyaa!!
Stop scaring me like that aru!!”
“You seem
overcharged so I thought I would come to see you da?” He said slightly giving a
bitter glare to the three other blonds.
“Hey, Ivan
you are here too?” Francis greeted.
“What?!
What is this fat commie doing here?!!” the American said, finally realising
that Ivan was here too.
“Who are
you calling fat da? Kolkokolkolkolkol”
“Aiyaa…”
It looked
like Yao’s day was going to get even more complicated.
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