I owe the idea for this plot to my friend Brittany, which was brought up after I posted lyrics from "Born this Way" by Lady Gaga as my Facebook status. Well. Here we go.

DISCLAIMER: Lyrics go to Lady Gaga and Ke$ha. I only wish that I owned Shigure.

Shigure swathed a fluffy white towel around his waist after his shower and looked in the mirror. After glancing at a pair of large sunglasses on the counter, he got an idea.

Folding another towel meticulously to look like a wig with chopped bangs, he put it over his sopping black hair and adjusted it so it would look like it had in his imagination. The man put on the sunglasses and grabbed a hairbrush to use as a microphone.

Yuki perked his head up from his homework when he heard screeching coming from inside of the bathroom down the hall.

"I'm beautiful in my way, 'cause God makes no mistakes! I'm on the right track, baby I was born this way!"

Not again, Yuki thought. I have to stop showing him good music.

"You're black, white, beige, chola descent, you're Lebanese, you're orient!"

"Please stop him," Kyo said from across the room where he was kick-boxing with a cement column.

"I think it's kind of funny," Yuki chuckled.

"Go insane, go insane, throw some glitter make it rain!"

"You showed him Ke$ha, too?" Kyo turned around, ready to strike at Yuki for his unapparent stupidity.

"It was playing on YouTube."

"This place about to blow!"

"I swear, if he starts singing-"

"I've got that glitter on my eyes, stockings ripped all up the side! Lookin' sick and sexyfied! Let's go-o-o, let's go!"

"That's it. I'll stop him." Yuki stood up, leaving his homework stupidly in range of Kyo's destruction, and walked to the bathroom.

"Shigure, please stop. It's giving us a headache and we're trying to study."

"Rah rah rah-ah-ah, roma, roma ma, gaga, ooh lala-"

"Shigure!" Yuki opened to door to see his cousin standing in the steam-filled bathroom, wearing a towel around his hips, another on his head, and a pair or Tohru's sunglasses. He looked an awful lot like Lady Gaga. "What are you doing?"

"I like that American music you showed me!"

Yuki rubbed his temples, trying to massage away his headache. "Did you take your medication this morning?"

"What medication?"

The silver-haired sighed and walked away, convinced that the fight to keep Shigure normal was severely out of the question.

"Baby I was born this way, hey!"