A strange Cafe. - Cat

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Waitor!Hetalia x reader

By the dyslexic Author

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I always loved cats, and when there was a symbol of a cat on the scrolls I knew instantly.
"That one" I point to the cat, feeling a little confident as the Japanese man smiles at me then speak into the microphone, "Mister Arthur Kirkland the cat of Gakuen!" the girls start to squeal as never before.

The those big mahogany doors open, and a slim figure steps out, the pointy cat ears proudly wiggling on the top of the dandelion yellow locks, big fussy eyebrows that seemed to frame the face just perfectly casted a little shadow over emerald green eyes that seemed to have a hint of bashfulness, yet completely contempt on the situation, along his slim neck a collar with a black tie ribbon hangs down his toned chest, not a hair there, he looked like a Lolita boy… completely hairless in all the right places.


I wonder if his hairless down there….

I mentally slapped myself, the only thing keeping me from knowing was a not so covering black apron pressed around that slim waist and then that wonderful v-line he had, sure he could make me drool.
What caught me off guard was the black cat tail that moved behind him as he walked closer after the Japanese man pointed him to the table, he carried a tray, and already here I could smell the wonderful earl grey tea and the beautiful strawberry cream cake seemed as a perfect match as he came closer to me.

He wore cologne a really expensive one for that, "Good afternoon m'lady, I am Arthur…" He gently took my hand in his only free one and gave my finger tip the ghostliest little peck. "I will be your host, your waiter and your company for today's meal" he winks at me, coursing my cheeks to flame up.

Damn he was good at his job.

"I am ___________. A pleasure meeting you Arthur" he flash me a soft smile, I spot a pair of fangs probably for his costume as a cat. "Your attire is very interesting" I mumble not sure he heard me but he give me a sweet smile. "Thank you m'lady"  I blush harder at that as I look away a little "I-I would like to see the menu!" I state chew my lip still not looking at his confused expression as he let out a soft chuckle "coming right up m'lady, however let me introduce you to today's snack, Strawberry tart with cream and a new brewed earl grey tea" he smiles at me, I can feel it since my ears are burning.

"s-sounds good!" is all I can stutter before he laugh and goes to the counter to get me a menu card, on the way I take a glance towards that tail of his, where is it even ending? And how does he make it move? urg asking to many questions I probably don't want to know the answer for.

"here you are, Gakuens special lunch offers" he comes back with a menu card and a glass of water.
Scanning the card over I spot a club sandwich with chicken, "I will have the club sandwich please" he nods politely at me before walking back to the kitchen, the Japanese man from before walks by "excuse me" I catch his attention as he comes up to me "are you not satisfied with Arthur's service?" is the first he ask me.

Coursing me to blush harder than before "n-no his really nice! I just wondering the policy of this café surely… the men working here don't all like to be this exposed right?" he steps back just a little as he thinks for a second "they all alright with it, sure some of them are more shy then the others, like our polar-bear, or our Squirrel but that is about it… oh and please call me Kiku" he adds with a smile as he continue "our policy is you can look but not touch. Anyone that touch the waiters will be escorted out emitatly, unless it is for tip" he smiles as he walks of just as Arthur comes back with my sandwich.

"Here you go love, I saw you talked with mister Kiku, his special little fellar don't you think?"


Not as special as a man dressing up in cat ears and an apron.

"Ah yeah…" I look down to the sandwich the crust is just a tiny bid burnt on the side, but seem to be alright.
"so love-" he starts settling down in the chair in front of me leaning slightly onto the table "How is your first experience here in Gakuen?" he flash a cheeriest cat grin at me as I bit into the sandwich getting some mustard on my cheek.


"It's not what I expected" he let out a soft chuckle and reaches for a napkin to gently dap away the mustard. I let out a muffles confused sound as he smiles softly at me, "you got something there m'lady".
I flare up again almost chocking on my sandwich as I look away coursing him to chuckle a little.

"S-so A-Arthur tell me about yourself… w-why are you working in a café like this?" I turn to him as he looks somewhat bored by the question; it seems to be one he hears a lot. "okay never mind… tell me something you like instead!" I try to sound cheerful to ease the atmosphere as he smiles back at me.


"Do you like unicorns?" he ask me with a serious voice, for a moment I nod but then I realize the new internet thing to call a mans genital was… unicorn.

"d-depends what kind of unicorn!" I then almost yell at him, spitting the last bid of sandwich over his perfect cream colored chest. "ah… alright… the fantasy kind" he wipes himself clean chuckling gently but behind that I can see how annoyed he just got from the food shower. "I am sorry!" I mumble hushed and he simply nods. "no need m'lady it was an accident" "you can drop the m'lady… makes me feel old" "alright.. how about Miss then?" "better…"

We both then started to gorge ourselves into the delicious strawberry shortcake, Arthur would gently lift his tea cup pinky strutting like the queen and sip it "So I was born in Birmingham but my parents moved to London quiet early after, I studied history and literature for a while before coming here, the café is just to pay bills, I am much more interested in owning my own bookstore or library" he tells me, his voice is soaked in perfect British accent and it makes me want to jump him and like the cake of him.

No no… I would get kicked out if I touch…

"Arthur can I ask you something?"
"sure what is it love?"
"Are those ears fuzzy?" I point to the animated Cat ears that moves back and forth like real cat ears ontop of his head "well yes want to touch?" he leans forward giving me a view down his back I can see just a little bit of his tail despairing under the apron, "a-ah okay" I reach up and gently tug at one of the ears.

"mmngh! So fuzzy!" I squeal all excited for a moment, earning a chuckle from Arthur, "a-ah!" I let go and sits up straight not to let my guards down, his cute as hell but his not going to go for me, beside I just saw some girls get full on rejected to even get a phone number.


"So how is the cake?" he ask smiling softly at me as I am half way though it.
"It taste really good!" my cheeks feel all pitchy course of the sweet taste.

"I am glad you like it, so _____ you havnt really told me anything about you yet" he comments picking gently at his own cake piece "well… isn't that what brings mysteries?" I take a sip of my tea earning a confused look from him "parten me?" I place the tea cup down again smiling at him "In a good story the protagonist always meet someone that is a mystery for them right? And that someone is most times the one that ends up being the most important item of the story" I explain making him think for a little while before flashing me a smile.

"Like in King Arthur and the magical sword, the little Arthur is not known for anyone.. and Merlin is a mystery" he laugh at my example as he nudge a tear away from his eye "my dear you clearly haven't read the real King Arthur story, what you just said was nothing but an American interpretation." He explains as he slowly tells some more details that are more accurate.

"You must really like that story"
"It is a childhood memory; my grandmother read it to me a lot" he smiles at the fond memory before suddenly snapping out of it, "ah! I know how about I come over with a copy of the story for you?" almost choking on my last piece of cake I feel my cheeks heat up again.

"a-ah s-sure… y-you want my address or?" he gives me a nod and slides a piece of paper my way.
"oh or you can come here tomorrow?" he suggest, but I bite my tongue, I have work all tomorrow.
"sorry.. work all damn day" he flash an understanding smile. "Well I can come later with the book then…"

"ah that would be lovely… also…" I look at my now empty plate feeling the many burning eyes of other girls.
"I would like to pay now" I then finish making him look just a little sad but still smiling "I will get your bill then" he gets up and walks towards the counter, giving me a perfect view off his cream colored back.


"That girl better hurry up! I want my Arthur tiiiime!" a girl whines behind me, letting out a frustrated hiss I look around, so many men in different animal attire… well beside being half naked.

"here we are" Arthur speaks placing the bill in front of me, sure the host thing was expensive but I acturley quiet liked meeting him, I quickly placed a large dollar bill on the bill making him go to get me change, in the meantime I scribble down my address.

Dear Arthur.
You seem like a really nice guy…
I look forward to read the story:
Fakestreet 69  to the left.

_______


I scribble a little cat figure next to it, as Arthur returns with my change I fold the piece of paper along with a fine amount of tip and offers it to him. "ah…" he points to his waist band, "that’s how the rules are love" he smirk at me. Damn him turning me to a pervert I though as I slipped the tip and the paper down his apron only just a little touching that soft hairless waist flesh.

I look up and as he winks at me "thank you for the tip love" the blood goes south and I storm out of the café. "W-WAIT ______" I hear him shout but I am fare to quickly out of the door to even care now.

Damn it, damn it, damn it

I got home and kicked the door closed letting my heart finally go at ease.
Later that day… or should I say evening a knocking interrupted my dinner cooking, as I looked though the spy that yellow dandelion hair flashed me, "Arthur?" I question though the door, he looks up at the spy smiling, his wearing something I assume a punker would wear… huh interesting character that guy.

"Hello love, I come with the book as promised" he holds up the book, this makes me just blush even more… he acturley took time to do that? "also you forgot your phone and purse at the café" he holds up the two items, and I instantly opens the door coursing him to jump a little.

"THANK YOU SO MUCH!" I grab the items, I thought they had been stolen or something.
"Don't mention it…" he smiles offering me the book and just as his about to go "wait Arthur…" he turns to look at me… those green orbs are so beautiful "yes love?" and that accent… "will you care to join me for dinner?" I mutter now its his turn to blush as he let out a nervous cough, "w-well I don’t want to intrude" he protests but I have the feeling he was hoping I would insist "Nonsense! Come on in! Though I didn’t expect to take in a stray today" I add as I walk to the kitchen, only faintly hearing his chuckle.

My heart goes over the edge, perhaps I could… keep this stray?

"You really something _______. Maybe that why I fell for you so quickly" I hear him mumble probably not for me to hear though.  Smiling I look the other way.

Differently have a chance at keeping this cat