Started/completed: May 6, 2012
Posted: February 12, 2012
X-Posted: shintennou_ai on LJ

This fic was inspired by The Slice's ami mizuno's dance of sexual confusion. The title is a reference to the movie of the same title.


Ami is confused when she sees Zoicite the first time. He looks much the same: long blonde hair, curly as ever, same flirtatious mouth and an hourglass figure she always envied. It's the clothes that baffle her.

Dressed in a mini-skirt, bundled in layers of sweaters and scarves, and arms full of mismatched bracelets, he's better dressed than she is.

She's not sure whether to run or not. If he's going to attack her, she doubts he'll do it in grey ankle boots that she couldn't stand in, let alone run in.

"Excuse me," he says, "Do you know where Prudence is?" Her first thought is who the hell is Prudence, but realizes he's talking about the dorms. It's an upper-classman dorm, the first floor single-sex, and the rest of the floors were known for their co-ed bathrooms – Usagi had squealed a great deal when she heard about that. Her second thought is that's where she's going; the post-bac students are having their cram session for O-Chem II in the common area.

She pushes her hip against her bookbag, hoping to shuffle the books. "Yes," she says, her breath fogging the air. She can't just ask if he remembers and what he's doing here, so she asks if he's going to the study session too.

"Me?" He laughs. "Hell no. Molecules and shit make no sense to me. I'm here to see Kevin for our stargazing project. He's into that stuff, but I'm just taking it because that's what all the English majors take to fill the science GE."

She nudges her glasses back up her nose; she needs to go in and get them adjusted. "Oh, I see. Well, I'm going there, if you want to follow me." She's a bit apprehensive at having him behind her; she hopes he'll walk next to her instead.

"Excellent!" He gives a huge smile full of childlike glee and exuberance. He links his arm through hers. "Hey, I like your sweater. What's it made of?" He runs his fingers down her arm, and she's a bit worried he's lingering a bit too long.

"Cashmere."

"Ohhhh, fancy."

The entire walk to Prudence is full of loud conversation on his part, nods on her end, and a lot of strange looks and touches. If she didn't know better, she'd suspect he was –

When they enter Prudence, she unlinks arms, he ruffles through his scarves, and she tries to make a quick getaway. Alas, Zoicite catches her hand and writes something on it.

"Hey, do you want to go get drinks sometime?"

Ami's hoping very hard if she avoids eye contact he'll desist, but someone comes down the stairs. "Hey woman, where you've been?"

Ami turns to look, only to realize it's not her he's talking to, it's Zoicite. Zoicite moves past her to throw himself at the man, and then steps back to put his hands on his hips. "Geez Kevin, I told you your directions were sketch, but you just didn't believe me." With the light, she can see Zoicite's wearing eyeshadow and lip gloss, and this day is getting stranger and stranger.

"Are you two, dating?" she asks.

Kevin, she assumes that's who the man is, looks at her. "Me and Zoe?"

At the same time, Zoicite – Zoe – moans, "Do I really look that straight?"

Ami's rather confused until she realizes Zoe's taken off his sweater, and oh my goodness, that is in no way a boy's chest.

She flushes. "I – I mean, errr. Uh, goodnight." She nods, more of a bow really, and quickly makes her retreat.

Behind her she hears Zoe sigh something suspiciously like, "Geez, why do I always like the straight girls?"