t.r.u.t.h..o.r..d.a.r.e
Nothing weird about having a powerful military man playing Truth or Dare with his enemies.
Nothing weird. At.All.
The residents of the Seventh District were trying desperately to convince themselves of this little notion, but were failing quite miserably. Thinking it was one thing, having the man sitting right there was another.
Though he was hardly an imposing figure, like Frau with his height and build, Ayanami commanded attention in the strangest of ways. It wasn't that he was unbearably gorgeous, though there was a certain charm about him, or dangerously intimidating, he appeared almost meek when he sat quietly sipping bourbon.
There was just something that spoke volumes in the most subtle of ways.
And it said that Ayanami just wasn't quite…right.
Animal instinct warning about danger; that sort of thing.
Maybe it was also the fact that one could just feel he wasn't all that human.
So when the Chief of Staff hid a smirk behind his hand, eyes turned to Frau, filled to the brim with mischievous delight, the blond bishop wasn't all surprised when his challenge was met head on.
"Do you believe that you can intimidate me, Frau-kun?"
"I think someone's got a big head," Frau returned.
Ayanami chuckled, "I think so too. Now how about that dare you promised me?"
"I'll give you a fucking dare," Frau muttered as he began shifting through his things, shoving his pillow and blanket into Teito's arms as he continued his search. After checking underneath his mattress, flinging Teito into Hakuren in the process, Frau extracted a small red box and threw it at Ayanami.
The Chief caught it with a raised eyebrow. Beside him, Hyuuga squealed and clapped his hands happily.
"What is this?"
"Pocky," Frau answered with a knowing smirk.
"Pocky?"
"Pocky?" Hakuren asked with a slight squeak, which he was quick to cover up with a cough.
"Yeah, Pocky," Frau stated with a shrug and a look that clearly stated he did not understand the question.
Ayanami looked bored as he continued to stare at the box while Hyuuga bounced in anticipation.
"How about we make this little game interesting, Frau-kun."
Hyuuga whimpered like a neglected dog.
"Loser takes penalty."
"Woah, man," Frau frowned as he held up both hands as if to keep the man away. "I didn't mean play with me."
"Am I allowed to choose then?"
Hyuuga's eyes sparkled with hope, until Ayanami stole a glance in Teito's direction. Then he sulked like a child and refused to look at anyone.
"No! I mean…goddammit. Fine, I'll do it," Frau groaned, having seen the direction of Ayanami's gaze as well.
At that moment, Frau hated how overprotective he was of the teen.
The Chief of Staff took his time opening the box and extracting a chocolate-covered biscuit stick; nimble fingers working with graceful ease as he placed the end between his teeth and prompting the blond with a flirty grin.
Frau growled in retaliation, and had he been a lesser man, he would have blushed at the attention he was receiving. Everyone was still and silent, patient as they waited for him to do something. He had half a mind to flip them all off, but restraint himself and glared at Ayanami.
The damn man was forcing Frau to close the space between them, probably to humiliate the bishop or break him like some wild animal. Well Frau wasn't going to let this sonnavabitch get the better of him.
Only, how did he move without looking submissive?
With a groan, Frau scooted just a tinybitcloser to Ayanami and flinched when the man leaned in to present him with the other end of the Pocky stick. He calmed himself with a deep breath, exhaling it slowly before he leaned forward and took the chocolate-covered end between his teeth.
There was a moment where they just stared at each other, (well, Frau glaring), before Ayanami took the initiative to start.
The bite was small and carefully executed, barely making any noise as it was done. He kept his smirk as he used his lips to drag the Pocky towards him, forcing Frau to act or lose.
The reluctance to continue was clear in Frau's expression but he pushed forward, biting a good chunk off to end the game as soon as possible. But in his haste, he was forced to lean forward to keep the stick in his mouth. The bishop slapped a hand down to the ground to keep himself upright, grimacing when he noticed the distance between himself and Ayanami.
It was too small.
They were too close.
With each snap of the Pocky, Frau flinched, eyes half-open so he could keep an eye on the Chief of Staff while he used his tongue to guide him. He figured Ayanami would back off soon enough, that the man was as uncomfortable as he was, but there was no stopping the snap-snapof the Pocky stick. It was an innocent torture, persistent, and with every snap, it drew them closer together.
Frau was nearly in Ayanami's lap by the time he realized, a hand on the military man's knee to keep himself upright. They were nose to nose, and at Ayanami's smirk, Frau curled a fist into the man's shirt, glaring as best he could.
Chocolate was smeared across his lips, but Frau hadn't really tasted it, that is until a hot tongue slid into his mouth and an explosion of sinfully sweet flavor shocked him from head to toe. He pulled back with a snap, on his feet not seconds later. He kept his back to the crowd, gloved hand over his mouth as he faced the corner of the room where no one could see the panicked look on his face.
Behind Frau, Ayanami triumphantly munched on the last piece of the Pocky he managed to steal away from the bishop. "I believe the term used now would be: you've been pwned."
Frau groaned loudly, letting his head fall onto both hands.
"W-wait," Teito hesitated, fidgeting in place as he looked to Frau and Castor. "Does that mean I'm out of penalty?"
As soon as that was said, the shock ebbed away from the players and everyone took to giving their opinions about what they just saw. Hyuuga complained to Ayanami about betrayal most foul, Labrador and Hakuren whispered about forbidden love, while Castor and Teito argued about the proceedings.
"Why am Ialways asked about these things? It's not like I invented the blasted game," Castor whined, doing his best to ignore Teito's glares and pouts.
"No! I should've been out of this thing when Hakuren got penalty – Frau's just a douche who likes to see me suffer," the brunet argued, to which Hakuren wasted no time in giving a cry of annoyance.
"What, too good to suffer with me?"
"I've been in this thing for three whole rounds!"
"Whose fault is it that you couldn't answer a simple question," the young Oak shrugged with a smug smirk.
"Fuck you!"
"Not around people."
"Up yours!"
"Only if you help."
"What?"
"Children, children," Castor snapped, throwing a handful of pistachios to the teens. "You're out of penalty. Go change into something other than your normal clothing, if possible. Let's keep the theme going, yes?"
"I want to be a ninja!" the blond teen proclaimed loudly as he rushed to his feet to search through Castor's vast costume trunk.
"I want my pajamas," Teito sighed tiredly, following after Hakuren to their makeshift dressing room.
"Wait," Frau called out, grabbed Teito's arm as the teen passed by, ran azure eyes over the teen's dips and curves and went back to staring at the wall, letting him go in the process. "Alright, you can go."
Hakuren disappeared behind the white curtain of their impromptu dressing room with a trail of laughter following behind. Teito, blushing madly, chased after him, murderous rage clear in his emerald eyes.
"Well, Frau-kun," Ayanami drew attention back on himself, having placated Hyuuga with the rest of the Pocky, "What will I have the pleasure of seeing you in?"
The bishop looked over his shoulder to glare at the military man wearing a pleased smile. "I'm not wearing a dress."
"You rather we beat you to a bloody pulp?" Castor pinched the bridge of his nose, sighing exasperatedly.
"I'm not wearing a fucking dress and you can't make me do shit!" the blond argued childishly, arms folded across his chest as he continued to glare defiantly over his shoulder.
"Look," Castor sighed again.
"I'm not doing it, I'm not doing it, I'm not doing it," Frau chanted as he plugged his ears with his fingers.
"Stop –," Castor growled, still being ignored until he threw a pillow. "Frau!"
"You'll see me naked before you see me in a dress," the blond snapped, clutching the pillow in his fists.
"I wouldn't mind that," Ayanami suggested, which caused Frau's last shred of self-control to snap.
The blond had the pillow raised over his head, throwing arm ready, but Castor rushed to his feet to prevent a possible war from forming.
"Frau, look," he snapped, hanging onto the Frau's arm to keep it down. "I'm sure I can dig something up that will suit your tastes. Now come on," Castor dragged the man off towards the dressing area, kicking out the two teens in the process.
And the pillow.
Hakuren stumbled out in a full-black bodysuit with fishnet sleeves and stockings. A flexible, padded vest was fitted over his chest with a mask hiding the lower half of his face. Beside him, Teito was buttoning up a northern military camouflage jacket his friend convinced him to wear. The pants were of the same black, green and brown splattered material, oddly soft and comfortable like pajamas, with a matching cap hiding his wild chocolate hair.
"Is Frau really going to wear a dress?" Hakuren commented, looking over his shoulder to the white curtain.
"Teito-kun, you look so cute!" Labrador clapped happily, the fyulong at his side squeaking merrily with a wide, huge smile.
"Um…thanks?"
"Oh yes," Hakuren scoffed "Let's give wittle Teito-otootochan all the attention in the world because he's just so adorable." He pinched the teen's cheek, to which the brunet slapped his hand away.
"Why are you being such a douche," Teito glared.
Hakuren glared in return. Then frowned. "I don't know. I just really, reallydon't like you right now."
"That's your reasoning?"
"It's good enough!"
"It's stupid!"
"You're stupid!"
"Your face!"
"Ouuuu," Hakuren rolled his eyes. "Terrific comeback, Sir."
"Fuck off!"
"I toldyou: not when there are people around."
Teito groaned, throwing his arms up in frustration before he took back his seat, keeping his back to the teen. "Fucking douche," he muttered under his breath.
"Ladies and –" Castor began as he stepped out from behind the curtain. Then he took one look around and coughed into his fist. "I mean, just Gentlemen. I present to you –"
"You introduce me, fucker, and I'll kick your bookworm ass!"
"Okay, fine," he rolled his eyes and walked away, shooing away Mikage from his spot in the circle. The pink dragon stuck out its tongue but went to maneuvering around the drinks and snacks, occasionally throwing himself into the bowls and munching on snacks took big for its mouth.
The crowd watched the fyulong, having nothing better to do.
"You have to come out sooner or later, you know," Castor continued after minutes passed and Frau had yet to emerge, picking out Mikage from a bowl of chips and passing him along to Teito.
The curtains were thrown aside not a moment later, revealing Frau with a glare suited for an irritated predator itching for violence. His look dared anyone to comment, let alone laugh, but those that would laugh were struck stupid and those that would comment just didn't know what to say. They stared at him with unblinking eyes, some with mouths open. Castor seemed to be the only one without this problem – most likely because he was the one that had to force Frau into the thing.
The thing being a thin cotton tunic ending just above the knees with cropped sleeves. It was half-hidden by a leather skirt, cut into equal sized strips with metal-endings to keep the material in place. And over his chest was a vest that fitted to just his size – too coincidentally for the blond's liking. The whole ensemble accentuated his best features and made the fact that he was, indeed, wearing a skirt seem like something he normally did.
Especially with the dark-red, tattered cape fastened around his shoulders. It spilled down his back and brushed along his ankles. If Castor hadn't mentioned his part in creating the piece, after giving a brief history lessons about the Ancient Romans, most of the room's occupants would have gone believing the cape had seen an actual battle.
And though he really did look fantastic, down to the very last detail on the accessories of the breastplate, belt, shoulder pads and other metal on his person, Frau was not amused.
At all.
And he wasn't above using the plastic sword tucked under his cape and putting it to good use.
"Bishop Frau, you look…" Hakuren began, blatantly letting his eyes roll over the hulking specimen before him until a rumbled growl jolted him back to his body. He jerked, eyes racing back to meet with deadly azure, and Hakuren pressed his lips tightly, taking an unconscious step back.
"Stop scaring the boy," Castor suggested as he unscrewed a bottle of water "And sit down. Let's try to finish this game by tonight."
"Can I just say something?" Teito raised his hand politely, his other used to keep Mikage on his lap and away from everything – since the little dragon seemed set on breaking health codes and setting things on fire.
When no one denied his request, Teito turned to Frau with a passive expression, meeting glaring blue with his emerald. "Does that come in men's sizes too?"
A/N: Thank my cousin, Monka, for threatening my me to update after a whole month of silence or my iPod would get a bath. If she hadn't, you would have had to wait for this another three weeks.
Anyway, I'm sorry for how short it is. I kinda liked this cliffhanger, even though the joke at the end is lame xD Next chapter will be longer with more truths/dares, I swear it on my only three volumes of o7-Ghost. Thanks for all the love guys, really - reviews really make me want to be a writer for all of you :')
Oh, and a special thanks to Theressa for the Pocky Game idea. Sorry if it didn't go at all how you pictured it.
And, with nothing more to say, these will be my parting words.
TILL NEXT TIME, WHERE AYA DARES TEITO~
