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Title: Chance

Pairing: Ohno Satoshi/Ninomiya Kazunari

Rating: R/Mature

Length: One-shot

Genre: Fluff, Angst, AU

Summary: Nino works as a crossdressing maid at a cafe and meets Ohno, a customer he becomes interested in. Nino hesitates to pursue him due to past experiences but he gives it a try once again.

Notes: Maid cafes, crossdressing, insecurities, mentions of sexual activity. Inspired by a certain part in a Shiyagare episode where they had Ohno ask questions to a maid (which were included here, haha). Thank you to S and Kayls who helped me out and read it through! ♥  

In the bustling district of Akihabara, a cafe named Skirts Over Flowers was once again crowded with guests. It was a cafe that catered to different people, quickly arising to popularity because of its delectable food offerings as well as their beautiful maids.

Ninomiya Kazunari, known more frequently as Nino, was a 34-year-old man who worked as a crossdressing maid at said establishment. As of now he was the only crossdressing maid, starting his work there after getting tired of his office job of 10 years.

His desire to work as a maid surfaced one faithful day on one of his regular visits to the cafe. He loved the food and the maids, admiring them and their work. One of his favorite things about them were the dresses. He had to admit that he loved their dresses, wanted to wear them even.

He had told a pretty maid his troubles and how tired he was of his job. It was a light comment, a simple, “Why don't you quit and do something else, master?” said with smile, that made Nino consider.

And so, he did quit his office job, and immediately submitted his resume to the cafe as it had a job opening. The manager had given him a surprised look when he mentioned he'd wanted to be a maid instead of being a cook or part of the cleaning staff.

“But you'd have to wear a dress.” The manager had said.

“Exactly.” Nino had replied in return.

The manager had his worries about hiring Nino but it all ended well as he had pretty much the same number of requests as the other maids.

And here he was, a year after, his wish to wear a maid outfit fulfilled with each day of work.

He was all made up as usual, his lips a glossy pink and his cheeks orangey-pink. He had short hair and a white frilly headband on top of his head. His maid outfit was a typical one, black-and-white, with a tutu-like skirt, on top of which was an apron. He had black stockings on, as well as black Mary Janes.

From the start, Nino had loved working at the cafe. It was a good source of income, and it was close to the game store he frequented, where he could just pass by it whenever there was a new game release. It was interesting interacting with the customers as well, learning about their daily lives, hobbies, and interests.

Sometimes however, the customers were interested in him. And sometimes he was interested in them too.

The cafe had relaxed rules regarding flirting and dating the customers, however if either party felt uncomfortable, it was easy for the other staff members to intervene.

As such, Nino would go out with his customers if he’s into them. However, there were times he had his worries, which were usually reinforced. He'd sometimes feel that they never really appreciated him as just Nino, but only as Nino the maid. Sure he loved working as a maid, but that wasn’t entirely who he was.

A regular customer had requested him for the first time that day, a tanned man with the name of Ohno Satoshi. Nino had noticed him during his previous visits. He would usually come in alone and would always bring a notebook with him. The other maids said he was good at drawing, and despite his sometimes sulkish face, Nino found him attractive, sometimes even staring at him. Sometimes Ohno stared back.

Ohno was sitting crossed legged at a table near the back, a quieter part of the cafe, looking at his notebook. He wore a dark striped shirt under a thin black polo, dark blue pants, and brown boat shoes.

Nino approached Ohno quietly, and stopped when he was in front of him. “Welcome back, master.” Nino made his presence known through his standard greeting.

“Ah, I'm home.” Ohno chuckled.

“What would you like to eat today?”

Ohno leaned in before answering. “Are you on the menu?”

“Ah, how forward, master.” Nino grinned. He wasn't totally against the idea. Ohno was pretty hot, and Nino was a little glad to know what Ohno had in mind, though customers like this had their pros and cons, as experienced by him first hand.

Ohno laughed. “I'll have carbonara today. Want to join me? My treat.”

Nino's interest piqued hearing it would be Ohno's treat. Nino wasn't keen on eating with the customers as the food the maids ordered was usually deducted from their salary. He'd rather receive his salary whole, with little deduction.

“Well, if you insist, then I'll have carbonara too. Your treat, master.” Nino took his order slip out and wrote down what Ohno ordered. “Would you fancy some desserts or a drink, master?”

“Two slices of chocolate cake then. Coffee or juice?” He asked Nino.

“Coffee please. Black.”

“Oh, that's surprising! Then, one black coffee and one orange juice.”

“You're fond of sweet things, master?”

“Yeah, I've taken a liking to sweet stuff lately. Probably because I visit this place a lot. The maids offer me their cake sometimes.” Ohno smiled.

He has a cute smile, Nino thought.

With the order taking done, Nino went to the counter to give the order slip. He went back to Ohno's table, carrying the drinks and chocolate cake slices on a tray.

“They'll bring the carbonara later, master.” Nino sat on the chair across Ohno as Ohno nodded.

“Nino, right? You're 34 years old?” Ohno had paid attention to the maid profiles, it seemed.

“Yes, master.” Nino gave a small smile. “How about master, how old is he?”

“Ah, 36! Turning 37 in a few months. We're quite close in age, huh?”

Nino nodded. He took a sip of his coffee, Ohno doing the same with his orange juice.

“So… Where do you live Nino?”

There it is, an intrusive question.

“Just around here, master.” Nino wasn't letting him slide in just yet.

Ohno chuckled. “Alright, then. What are your hobbies?”

“I like to play video games.”

“Akihabara is perfect for you then! I like fishing.”

“Oh, is that why you're so tan, master?”

“Yeah. Have you ever gone fishing?” Ohno asked as the carbonara was served to them by another maid.

Nino shook his head. “I haven't gone fishing yet, master.”

Ohno’s mouth formed an o-shape. “Oh! It's really fun! Want to go with me next time?” He invited with a seemingly innocent face.

Nino chuckled. “I'll have to refuse, master. I get seasick so it might not turn out so fun.”

Ohno pouted. “Ah, that's too bad.”

Nino looked at Ohno's face. He seemed really sad about Nino not being able to go fishing with him. “I can play a fishing game with you in the game room if you want to, master.” The cafe had a separate room where customers could play games with the maids.

“You have a fishing game here?” Ohno was pleasantly surprised.

Nino smiled. “We do.”

“Let's play later.” Ohno smiled. “For now let's eat!” Ohno started digging in.

Nino started eating as well, just enjoying Ohno's presence. Ohno stuffed his face with pasta, some of the sauce remaining on his lips. Nino immediately took a tissue in hand.

“Master, you still have some sauce left.” Nino laughed softly, leaning in and extending his hand to wipe Ohno's lips with the tissue. Ohno just stared at Nino’s face as he did so.

“You're really cute.” Ohno was still gawking at Nino.

Nino grinned smugly. “Right?”

Ohno laughed. He went quiet until he said, “Can I get your mail address?”

There it is again.

A familiar feeling crept up on Nino but he tried to push it away. Hiding the said feeling, Nino tilted his head teasingly. “Hmm, I wonder. Do you do this with all the maids, master?” He decided to probe a bit more.

Chuckling at Nino's diversion, Ohno answered his question. “No, just you, Nino.”

Nino was surprised to hear so, his face starting to feel hot. “Eh? Why not?”

Ohno shrugged. “I'm not sure too. I just know I'm really interested in you. You're really cute too.” He said honestly. Ohno leaned in. “What about LINE?” Ohno was back to asking questions about his private life.

Nino laughed at Ohno's insistence. He was trying to be careful with Ohno, given his intentions, but he couldn't deny that he was interested in him. If Nino wasn't interested at all he would've already refused Ohno’s advances outright and would have left the table. Finally, Nino gave in. “It's ninomi.”

“Eh?” Ohno was surprised, finally getting a straight out answer from Nino about his personal life.

“Ninomi. My LINE ID.”

Ohno quickly took out his phone to add Nino. “Mine is ohnosatoshi, ah, no spaces.”

“I don't have my phone with me right now so I'll check it after work, master.”

Ohno nodded enthusiastically. He seemed a lot happier knowing Nino's LINE ID.

They continued eating their food, Ohno talking about fishing. Ohno got passionate, even talking about the different types of fish he had already caught.

“Do you work as a fisherman, master?” Nino inquired when Ohno took a break from talking to eat his cake.

With a mouthful of cake, Ohno shook his head. “I’m an illustrator.” He said after finally swallowing.

“Ah, no wonder you have a notebook then! The other maids said you drew well.”

Ohno raised an eyebrow. “Oh, you’ve asked them about me?” He smirked.

“I have, and the maids sometimes tell stories about the masters they've encountered throughout the day. They told me you drew them.”

“I did. Would it be okay for me to draw you?” Ohno took out a pencil.

“Of course, master. Should I stay still?”

“That would be good, yes. Just stay still and relax, okay?”

“Yes, master.” Nino followed, slouching a little as he relaxed into his seat, his face turning expressionless, the playful glint from earlier gone.

“Cute.” Ohno commented, making Nino chuckle softly. The side of Ohno's lip extended to a smile. “You're slouchy like I am, huh?”

“I am, master.” Nino replied as he watched Ohno sketch into his notebook.

After a few minutes of silence, Ohno was done with his drawing. “Here it is!” He said, turning his notebook. The drawing was a sketch of Nino from his chest up until his headband. It was sketchy and rough but it was truly in likeness with him. His more noticeable features were there, such as his kittenish lips and the mole on his chin.

“Wow. You're really amazing, master!” Nino’s eyes sparkled as he commented on Ohno's drawing.

“Thank you. Maids are cute so I've taken a liking to drawing them.”

“Is that why you're here a lot, master?” Nino questioned.

“Yeah! My friend took me with him for the first time since he wanted to try it out. It turned out to be a lot of fun so I go by myself now.”

“I see. Have you made friends with any of the other masters?” He inquired, curious if Ohno has ever heard of stories regarding the maids, specifically about himself.

Ohno shook his head. “Nope. I’m not really that sociable.”

“You and me both, master.”

“You talk pretty well for someone who isn’t that sociable.” Ohno chuckled. “You know, it's the first time I've been this interested in a maid.” Ohno gave him a flirtatious look.

Nino smiled. He had started believing Ohno, though he was still a little cautious. “Is it your first time being with a crossdressing maid, master?”

“It is.”

“Then, do you like men?”

“Yeah! Women too, anyone really.” Ohno smiled. “The dress really fits you.”

“Thank you, master.” Nino gave a small bow. Ah, so he does like the dress, Nino thought.

“What about you, do you like men?” Ohno was drumming his fingers on the table slowly.

“I do.” Nino admitted easily, comfortable knowing Ohno did as well. He paused before asking, “What got you interested in me, master?”

“I felt we had a similar vibe. When you slouched I felt it even more.” Ohno gave a laugh. “I feel like I want to see you even in your private life.”

Nino nodded with a smile, happy yet still a little doubtful. “You're quite interesting, master.”

“I'm even more interesting in bed, I think.”

“Really forward too.” Nino laughed. “Sorry, but I don't fuck on the first date, master.” Nino smirked.

“Ah, what a vulgar maid.” Ohno said sweetly. “What about the second date then?”

“Hm, I wonder. I'll think about it, master.” Nino chuckled.

Nino’s supposed date with Ohno ended when Ohno received a phone call from his editor, whom he referred to as Sho-chan, asking for the illustrations to be submitted that day. Ohno bid farewell to Nino, handing him the payment for their food and leaving a promise for another meeting.

(Part 2)