DISCLAIMER: DO NAE OWN X/1999 AND YEH DON'T EVEN WANNA OWN CINDERELLA. TOO CREEPY

THE DISGUISE

EARLY AFTERNOON

Fuma(rella)looked for his sister. To make his plan work, he needed her help. Not that it was hard to find her. She stood outside his door chanting some cleaning mantra and knocking overly loud. "Clean up, clean up, everybody do your share. Clean up, clean up, everybody everywhere. Clean up-"

"Hey sis!" Fuma interrupted. "I need a favor." The blond spun around, a look of surprise plastered on her face. "Why Fuma! I thought you were in you room." Her eyes narrowed. "When did you obtain this power of teleportation?"

'Sad thing is she's being serious.' "Last week instead of cleaning. Anyways, favor time. If i give you 30 bucks, will you not go to the ball tongiht?" Kotori's expression cleared. Then she frowned. "But i want to marry the prince. No thank you." "50?" The girl thought about it. Above all, even being a neat freak, Kotori loved money. "100 and you got a deal."

Fuma barley hesitated.' Hell, i'll be rich if this works.' "NO, sister dear. YOU got a deal." After he coughed up the cash, the girl left him to his devices, heading to her room. ' all i need is my outfit. But there goes the money. Oh well, i'm sure i can find everything i need. Now where are my basketballs..?..'

EARLY EVENING

Fuma left the house, with a bag and a book in hand( his father fainted from the shock of seeing his son with a book, and such a large one.) He headed into the woods. After donning his disguise, he looked at his reflection in the pond. 'Hmmm. Not bad. But a second opinion never hurt.' Here is where the book came in. He saw no reason for anyone he knew to see him like this. So Fuma opened it to a page labeled 'How to summon a not too scary demon'. 'Sounds promising.'

After the spell was cast, a large cloud of smoke appeared. The boy waved his hand to clear the smoke. In its place was a man. He was taller than Fuma with black hair and eyes, a black suit and dark bat wings sprouting from his back. Fuma couldn't help but notice the mans hair and eyes didn't shine in the setting sun light. A smirk spread on the face. "You rang?"

"Yup i did. I need to bag a prince tonight and need a second opinion on this outfit." He twirled around. "Well?"

"You make a stunning virago." was the reply. Fuma frowned. He never paid attention in school( not that they mentioned it) os his vocabulary was a bit limited. "And that means.?."

"A virago is a manly lady. I don't recommend asking what i mean by stunning." "I'll take your word for it. So? You demons have powers right? So i command you to make me pretty!" With a determined look, Fuma lifted his arms and face to the sky.

The demon sighed. "I am afraid not a single creature in this world hold enough power as to do that. But i could give you some advise. Some much NEEDED advice." The boy nodded. " Fine. Shoot away. I command you- Wait what's your name? I command you to tell me your name, demon."

The demons eyebrow twitched"...Seishirou...Yours?" "Yeah, cause i'm stoopid enough to tell a demon my name. Seishirou, I command you to advise me on womens apparel."

"Right. For starters, basketballs make horrid breasts. Try water balloons." "Not bad. What else you got?"

"That shade of pink makes you look fat. Don't even attempt to pull off a blond wig when your eyebrows are black. Sheesh. And please, for the hate of all evil, GET RID OF THE CHIN STUBBLE! Geez..."

MEANWHILE AT THE PALACE

Sorata the footman had decided to make the ball a 'surprise party' for the prince. Prince Kamui was currently trying to awaken from a nightmare involving bearded ladies

A/N- good? bad? your input is appreciated. thank you!