Rating for this chapter goes up to mature for the lyrics.
Its embarrassing Izuru time! Mwuhahahahahahaha!
Chapter 3: Not fair
Both Gin and Aizen howled with laughter as Ulquiorra hit the floor face first as he staggered off of the stage. Tousen however, was still not amused in the slightest. He was however, when the manager of the establishment made an appearance at their table.
All of the evil laughing silenced at once. Gin laughed nervously.
"Oh, eh… heh heh heh…. Hi Trump sama…"
"OI, GinGin, the two ladies at the bar that actually own The Pink Parrot don't pay you to slack off you know."
"But- but it's my day off."
"No excuses! Now get up there and perform!"
Tousen smirked as Donald Trump then walked off.
"Ha ha, Ichimaru you just got told."
Aizen just collapsed with fits of laughter again, clutching his sides as Gin growled quietly.
"Fine! If I gotta perform I migh' as well. Bu' they better pay me overtime fer this!"
"That's fine!" the dark haired barmaid called out from behind the counter, "We'll pay you for the one song. Any you do after that will be for your own amusement."
The other waitress perked up too. "EH? But Taichou… I thought he was off work tonight."
"Change of plan I guess…" the blank haired one said, wiping off another glass with her dishcloth and putting it back on the rack with the others.
"But don't we have to pay him?"
"We'll only pay him for one song, but he's a performer, he won't be able to do just one. You know what he's like."
"Isn't that slave labour?"
"Not over here it isn't..." she said, grinning as she watched Gin make his way backstage.
"Now where's he going?"
"Told you, he's a performer. He always has to go over the top with his acts..."
When he got backstage, Gin trotted on over towards the rack of clothes that they had.
"Oh wowie, they got new costumes in! Hm, lemme see wha' we got 'ere… Oh, this's sexy. I'll 'ave this one."
He then changed into his new outfit and folded the clothes he was wearing in his locker before making his way out onto the stage to face his audience. Snickering to himself.
Meanwhile, in the audience, Kira had just ordered himself a new drink and had just taken his seat when the lights were dimmed and Gin then strolled casually out onto the stage and took hold of the microphone, wearing a short and strapless red poofed out dress that came down to the mid length of his thighs, and with a corset like body. Kira spat his drink out everywhere. God he was even wearing heels.
His fangirls though, went absolutely crazy.
"Evenin' all!"
Gin waited until the crowd quieted down before continuing.
"Now I gotta song 'ere for lil Izuru chan…. HI Izuru!" Gin waved, standing on his tiptoes and being his eccentric self on the stage.
He then signalled to the DJ to start the music and the cowboy western music did play and Gin started to sing.
"This ones fer you Izuru!"
Oh, he treats me with respect, he says he loves me all the time
He calls me fifteen times a day, he likes to make sure that I'm fine
You know I've never met a man who's made me feel quite so secure
He's not like all them other boys, they're all so dumb and immature
It started off quite innocent enough. So maybe Kira had nothing to worry about this time. But Gin did like his pranks, and it was a prank that Izuru was getting.
There's just one thing that's getting in the way
When we go up to bed, you're just no good, it's such a shame
I look into your eyes, I want to get to know you
And then you make this noise and it's apparent it's all over
Kira's face was absolutely priceless. The look of pure shock, horror and embarrassment all in one was worth even more than the Mona Lisa herself. Kira's bottom jaw practically fell off hit the floor.
It's not fair and I think you're really mean
I think you're really mean, I think you're really mean
Oh, you're suppose to care
But you never make me scream, you never make me scream
Of course it was all crack. Of course it was all lies. But nevertheless Gin was quite amused with his little joke on Kira. Gin was loving this. He did always like to embarrass Izuru.
Oh, it's not fair and it's really not okay
It's really not okay, it's really not okay
Oh, you're supposed to care
But all you do is take, yeah, all you do is take
Oh, I lie here in the wet patch in the middle of the bed
I'm feeling pretty damn hard done by, I spent ages giving head
Then I remember all the nice things that you ever said to me
Maybe I'm just overreacting, maybe you're the one for me
Gin stalked backwards and forwards across the length of the stage, wagging his finger as he sang. The fangirls went wild, and Aizen and everyone else from the Soul Society just couldn't stop laughing. Aizen was practically on the floor now, unable to even breathe much more because he was laughing so hard.
There's just one thing that's getting in the way
When we go up to bed, you're just no good, it's such a shame
I look into your eyes, I want to get to know you
And then you make this noise and it's apparent it's all over
It's not fair and I think you're really mean
I think you're really mean, I think you're really mean
Oh, you're supposed to care
But you never make me scream, you never make me scream
Kira was mortified. Utterly, utterly mortified. This was just horrible. Not only was Gin insinuating that they were an item, he was saying that he was bad in bed! Which was a lie anyway. But Gin just grinned his evil grin and just carried on like the professional that he was. Kira could only just sit there and cover his red face with his hand throughout the performance. Oh, would this song ever end?
Oh, it's not fair and it's really not okay
It's really not okay, it's really not okay
Oh, you're supposed to care
But all you do is take, yeah, all you do is take
There's just one thing that's getting in the way
When we go up to bed, you're just no good, it's such a shame
I look into your eyes, I want to get to know you
And then you make this noise and it's apparent it's all over
Gin was putting on his best breathy and sensual voice too, and his best singing voice, which wasn't helping matters either. The whole of the Seireitei was now going to think that he was an unpleasurable seme, and he would never live this down. As if the normal everyday rumours about them weren't enough, Gin just had to add fuel to the fire.
It's not fair and I think you're really mean
I think you're really mean, I think you're really mean
Oh, you're supposed to care
But you never make me scream, you never make me scream
Oh, it's not fair and it's really not okay
It's really not okay, it's really not okay
Oh, you're supposed to care
But all you do is take, yeah, all you do is take
And as Gin finally ended the song and the music finished, there was nothing more left for Izuru to do than to disappear slowly under the table from sheer embarrassment. And hope and pray that nobody would ever find him again. Or remember that any of this ever happened.
The Pink Parrot is the name of the bar in this fic. It is copyrighted to me and my beta. Theft of our pink building and seedy bar will not be tolerated.