"Naoto, look out!" Yosuke Hanamura yelled to the Detective Prince. The cross-dresser didn't react fast enough, and was hit hard in her side mid-turn by a certain bike-riding friend. "Oh, God, Naoto I'm sorry!" Yosuke stopped his bike a few yards in front of the bluenette who had fallen on the ground.
"What the hell, Yosuke?" Naoto Shirogane sat up, taking her hat off and rubbing her head. The older boy ran back to her, helping her to her feet. "If you're going to ride your bike, learn how to control it!" She tried to walk, but she wound up limping a few feet before Yosuke stopped her.
"Naoto, your leg is hurt." Captain Obvious spoke. "Sit down. You aren't gonna get anywhere like that."
Naoto scoffed. "Yeah, and I wonder who's fault that is." She, with Yosuke's help, moved to a nearby bench and sat down. She had expected him to get on his bike to continue to wherever he was going before, but was surprised when she saw her senpai sit down beside her. "Hey, no need to be so hard on me." He scratched the back of his neck before resting his elbows on his knees. "I said I was sorry."
Naoto huffed. "Sorry, I'm just on edge." She explained. She mentally slapped herself because she guessed he was going to ask about it.
Yosuke looked at her. "What about?" He asked the young detective. "Something you haven't been telling the rest of us?" Am I worried..? The brown-haired teen thought.
Naoto was going to reassure her friend that nothing was wrong, but decided against it. If she was stubborn, Yosuke would just tell Souji and everyone else. She'd rather get it out now before having to deal with an intervention of her friends. "I've been feeling rather confused." She started. "I don't know whether, now that my gender is public knowledge, it's worth cross-dressing anymore. I'm so used to it, but I feel that if I continue others will be uncomfortable around me. People are already confused on how to address me."
Yosuke laughed. "You know everyone will accept you no matter which gender you choose, right?" He looked at Naoto's clothes. "Your clothes are dirty from my clumsiness already, so why don't you try it out now?"
Naoto blinked. "What do you mean?"
"Let's get Rise and get some girl's clothes on you!" Yosuke exclaimed. "It'll give you a chance to decide what you feel comfortable with doing, without having the pressure of the world's expectations on your shoulders."
Naoto blushed. Yosuke.. see me in girl's clothes..? Wait, what? Why was she embarrassed by Yosuke of all people? "I guess.. it couldn't hurt.."
Yosuke beamed. "Awesome!" He brought his bike over to Naoto. He mounted it and patted the space behind him. "Come on, there's room for two."
Naoto stammered. "W-won't that be a tight fit? How will you peddle?" Yosuke rolled his eyes and continued patting the seat. "I've done this before, trust me." Naoto waited a few moments before nodding. She sat on the spot behind him, the amount of room making her press herself against Yosuke's back. She wrapped her arms around his waist for support. "Where am I supposed to put my legs?" She asked. She couldn't see a place where they wouldn't get in the way of Yosuke's peddling.
Yosuke pointed at the spoke on his back wheels. "Put them on the axle." She nodded and lifted her legs back, placing them delicately on the axle. "Alright here we go." He started peddling. The movement made Naoto hug Yosuke a little tighter. Just a little. Almost so little that he didn't feel it. But he did. "You a little nervous there, Naoto?"
Naoto stammered slightly. "W-what? Of course not!" Liar. Yosuke thought with a smile. Within ten minutes, they had arrived at Marukyu Tofu. Naoto was still clinging slightly to Yosuke when they had stopped. "We're here, Naoto." Naoto, still holding onto Yosuke slightly, stepped off the bike. Only when her feet were firmly planted on the ground did she let go of him. "Wow, the great Detective Prince was scared, eh?" He teased as he took Naoto's hat and placed it on his head. Naoto chuckled at the look of her hat on Yosuke. She knocked on the door of the closed store. An old lady answered. "I'm sorry, but we're closed at the moment." She gave a warm smile.
Naoto smiled back at the lady. "Hello. We were actually wondering if Rise was home?" The lady nodded and invited the two in. "She's up in her room. Up the stairs to the right." Naoto nodded and thanked the woman before walking up the stairs, followed closely by Yosuke. Yosuke knocked on the door that was Rise's room. The door opened to reveal a young maroon haired girl. Her face got wide with a smile when she saw the two. "Naoto! Yosuke! Come in!" Rise walked back into her room and sat on the bed. When the two were in the room, she started up the conversation. "So what brings you two here?"
Yosuke spoke up. "Naoto here wants to try dressing like girl. See how she likes it." Naoto reached up and covered her face with her hand. Her hat was still in possession of Yosuke. Rise stood up and moved Naoto's hand. "Come on, Naoto!" The former-idol pulled her towards a huge closet. Rise thought for a moment before opening it. Then she looked towards Naoto and Yosuke. "You two, sit on the bed. Let me do my magic!"
Naoto proceeded to the bed and sat down beside Yosuke. She looked over, snatched her hat from his hand, and placed it back on her head. She quickly pulled the brim down passed her eyes. Yosuke laughed. "Are you that embarrassed, Naoto?"
Before she could respond, Rise stood in front of Naoto holding a pile of clothes. "OK, Naoto. Change." She ordered the detective.
"Do you.. have a bathroom, perhaps?" Naoto asked, red as a beet.
Rise laughed in realization. "Oh yeah, I forgot that Yosuke is here. Down the hall to your left." Naoto nodded and proceeded to the bathroom. After closing the door behind her, she shed the dirty coat she was wearing and decided the look through the clothes Rise had picked for her. In the pile she found a dressy white tank top, a black hoodie, black fishnet stockings, a plaid grey skirt and black boots. I guess Rise was feeling quite monochromatic today. She discovered that Rise had not given her a bra. Unfortunately, because of her bindings, Naoto was not wearing a bra of her own. She settled on returning to Rise's room and asking for one. She found Rise and Yosuke talking when she entered the room. "Rise, you don't happen to have a bra, do you?"
"Oh? I thought you'd have your own." Rise questioned.
"Eh, I'm wearing.. my bindings.. so.." Naoto's voiced trailed off. Rise nodded and proceeded to her dresser, opening a drawer. "What size might you be?"
Naoto glanced at Yosuke before mumbling something. "Sorry, what was that?" Rise probed. Naoto's face was bright at this point. "Eh.. 36.. C.." Rise gaped for a moment before nodding. A quick glance at Yosuke revealed he was quite flushed. Rise fished out a white bra and handed it to Naoto. "It might be a little tight." Rise warned. Naoto nodded and escaped to the bathroom.
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At Naoto's exit, Yosuke groaned. "36C?" He exclaimed. "She's flat as a door!" He was getting really flushed. He started to imagine what they looked like.. crap. He leaned forward to hide what was growing in his pants before Rise could notice. Fortunately, Rise didn't glance at him. "Well, duh. She has the biggest of all four of us." She was probably referring to herself, Naoto, Yukiko and Chie. "I was surprised, too. But yeah, she binds herself to keep from people noticing."
Yosuke nodded silently and thought at something other than the girl that was changing a door down the hall. It was silent for about 5 more minutes until the door to Rise's room creaked open. Yosuke held his head up again and was stunned by the sight.
