Kimimaro chewed on the inside of his cheek. How his Otaku of a girlfriend had pulled him into this situation, he'd never know. The eight months pregnant male stood in front of a long mirror, tugging ferociously on the bottom of the school girl uniform he wore, attempting to make it longer. His girlfriend was a fan of an anime named 'The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya', and she had bought the uniform from an anime website somewhere. She wanted him to try it on, so 'She could get a good laugh.' Kimimaro knew full well that it was just Tayuya's sick fetish's kicking in. However, he was willing to try it on. Now, however, he was having second thoughts... The skirt was made even shorter because of his buldging stomach. Oh dear God, why had he agreed to this?
Tayuya knocked on the bedroom door. "Kimimaroooo...you ready yet? I can't wait to see..." Tayuya had chosen from her Haruhi uniform, her Konata uniform, and her Utena uniform for Kimimaro - Tayuya had chosen the Haruhi uniform due to the fact that a new Haruhi season had just been announced. She really didn't have a preferance for what he wore.
Kimimaro blushed and looked over towards the door. "Does this skirt go any longer?" he asked "If I so much as bend over, everybody has a view of my underwear..." He complained, looking back towards the mirror. "But yeah. I'm ready other then that." He continued to tug on the bottom, trying to get it to stretch.
Tayuya shook her head. "Nope. It's either that short or nothing." When she opened the door, she blinked and squealed. "Oh my God, look at how cute you two are!" She gushed.
Kimimaro blushed again, refusing to let go of the edge of the skirt he was wearing. "...You.. think so?" He asked, looking down somewhat. Tayuya had tied a yellow ribbon in his hair before she had handed him the uniform. So, he was offcially cosplaying as Haruhi Suzumiya - the main character of the whole saga. "It's awfully short, Tayuya - people actually wear this stuff in public?"
"Yeah, people do it all the time. Hell, I come to school dressed as Ryouko half the time, and I don't get in trouble...and I've gone out in public as Yutaka a lot. You just have a better-known uniform on." She smiled and made her way over to him. "I wonder if Miko approves of this..."
"Miko aproves; I don't. This skirt isn't nearly long enough... its embarassing, if you want to know the truth." He continued to blush, resting a hand on his buldged stomach. "Well, at least I don't have to go out in public..." He paused. "I don't, right?"
"No, I'm not torturing you that much, Kimi-chan...and I approve, too...I think you look adorable." She smiled and kissed him on the cheek. She then tilted her head. "Ah...how do you know Miko approves?"
"Because," He started, "She's kicking in a way that says she thinks this whole sitauation is funny." He rubbed slightly back and forth, eyes lided. "Hmm. Maybe I'll cosplay after Miko is born... and she can join in." He smiled slightly.
"Oh, oh, I'll put her in the Kumagoro costume! Y'know, from Gravitation!" She smiled. "I don't know who I'll be...but I'll put you as Haruhi and...oh, and I'll be Kyon! Yes! That works!" She smiled brightly to herself.
Kimimaru smiled slightly, then shook his head. "That little pink bunny thing? She'd probably look cute in that.." He mused, chewing on his lip. He then smiled. "Well. I'll go somewhere with you. If you really want me to... in this."
"No, you being in it is just enough." She smiled and came up behind him, placing her hands on his stomach. "That's enough."