Disclaimer: I don't own shit except for this story and my OC!
There are some things that should be left in the darkness.
Darkness is the best cloaking device for the ugly,
To hide their horridness.
I am one of those who run from reality,
To escape is my desire.
Should I allow myself to give in,
Knowing that when I do, I become a liar?
Where should I begin?
Where should I end?
Is this the start?
Can I call you my friend?
Can I entrust you with my heart,
When you can't even trust me with your's?
I told you that I'd never give up.
In front of me there are a million doors,
A million choices causing a buildup,
My head hurts.
So much.
This pain is nowhere near the outskirts.
Rather deep within, without a crutch
To support myself upon,
You I lean,
But I may not fawn
For if I do, I would not be clean.
My innocence and purity should stay,
Even though I know,
That for you they go astray.
Purity is not white like snow,
But instead black like darkness.
In order to keep your purity and innocence,
You know light less,
Turn from the incense
They burn for those you do not know.
For purity is ignorance.
As is innocence.
For these reasons, some memories should not be revealed.
Even time has not got them healed.
So why do you think that you can?
I can't allow you to know,
And for this reason, don't take my hand.
I must go.
For innocence has never been me
Nor I innocence.
For purity has never been me
Nor I pure.
On the contrary,
If purity is darkness
And ignorance,
Then I am light
And understanding.
Your arrows are bright
And upon my neck they are landing.
You mustn't see my memories,
For this I beg of you,
Please.
What should I do
To tell you such things?
"uh-I can't-ah! P-please, stop!" I yelled out through paints and wails. "I-it's too much!" The next push wracked my body, followed by a pull. Then another plunge and tug.
"Hold on a little longer, you can do this," I heard from behind me. I let out a strangled moan and yell as it got tighter. Gripping the walls harder, I bit my lip. This is unbearable.
"I-if you d-don't stop, I am g-going to die!" I yelled out, gripping my chest.
"It's impossible to die by merely binding your breasts!" Ban shouted, tugging harder. "I thought that you said that you've done this before~!"
"I have, but I was wearing loose clothing! All the clothing you guys have is tight on me!" I wailed, pounding on the wall until he tied the wrappings to keep them together. I relaxed. "Thanks Ban," I said, pouting.
"I don't get why you asked me to do this, of all people." He whined out.
"Well, Hawk is too small, Elizabeth would probably do it wrong, King would flip out, Meliodas is a perv, and Diane would crush my ribs more than they were when I got here," I said, pointer finger pointed to the ceiling. "It wasn't too difficult, was it?"
"Well you do have a very nice rack~ it may even be bigger than Elizabeth's!" He cooed at me. I kicked him in the balls.
"Perv" I said, looking at his crouched over form. I walked over to the clothes I had laid out. I am not stupid. I am wearing an unpadded sports bra under the wrappings and underwear. Slipping on the white button down I had borrowed from Meliodas, I was suddenly glad that I had a small waist. I am 5 foot 5 inches, so it helps that the shirt is big on Meliodas, as is the black vest I slipped on over it. I then tugged on the black pants King got for my disguise and the black socks and shoes I borrowed from Meliodas as well. I am surprised that that kid has such big feet! I wear a nine and a half in women's! I then walked over to the bed and pulled my hair ties and bobby pins out of my large Tardis backpack. I then proceeded to bobby pin my hair to look short in the front, pulling my hair into a boyish ponytail in the back. I then took a pair of scissors and cut the dead ends off of the ponytail, keeping my same hair length and making sure to keep the clippings, I walked over to my mirrored chest that held my makeup.
'I need to make myself look like a guy. I am glad that I had my contacts with me when I came here, or I'd stand out like a sore thumb with my bifocals!' I then put the contacts in carefully but quickly. I then dabbed my painful eyes of their tears and pulled out my makeup bag and liquid school glue. I opened the glue up carefully, since I hate the feeling of glue on my hands, and then poured it upon my face around where a guy would have a beard, mustache included. I was then grateful for my thick hair as I placed the clippings strategically upon my face, making a nice looking beard. I made the beard so that it was not too thick, but looked more like a stubble rather than a beard. I then took out foundation and carefully slathered it on not too thick, so that it still looked like I wasn't wearing it. I grabbed a grayish brownish contour cream and a paler skin toned cream highlighter. I then started to contour my face sharper and more angular, like a guy's face, careful to watch for too much product, since it was supposed to look natural. Finished with contouring, I started to highlight above my contours in certain areas, so that they would stand out better. Satisfied, I then used my fingers to blend the contour so that it wouldn't look so sharp that it was obvious it was fake. I then dug through my makeup bag once more to find setting powder, unable to find it, I cursed.
"God damn it! Where the hell is my setting powder!" I said to myself, pissed at the past me for strategically hiding it from my sisters. I then settled to substitute the translucent powder I was searching for, for a colored powder that matched my skintone. Cautiously, I put on said powder lightly so that the contours could still be seen. I was finished. Well… Finished-ish.
I still didn't look right.
I then decided to make my brows look bushier, so I added some of the clippings to my brows, making them look more like a male's eyebrows. I also used a very small amount of concealer to make my lips appear paler and I used red, brown, and purple eyeshadow to make under eye bags stand out.
Much better. But I still am not done.
I then wandered into the kitchen, looking for the fruit that I need. Where is it?! Seriously!
"Uh, may I help you sir?" I heard King ask from my backside. I then turned sharply and disguised my voice so that I could practice my voice acting skills to match the disguise.
"Yes, could I please have a banana?" I asked in a husky, dark voice.
"Uh…" I heard King mumble out. This has gone on far enough.
"King, it's me, Kat. I need that banana badly in order for this to work!" I whined at him in my usual voice, making me look and feel ridiculous. My voice does not match my appearance at all. It is a hilarious combination.
"Kat?! Is that really you?!" He yelled at me, pointing an accusatory finger at me, disbelieving.
"Yep! Banana please?" I asked him, slightly annoyed by his antics.
"Prove it!" King exclaimed, finger zooming in on my face like a looming death's scythe. Fine. Two can play at this game. I leaned in closer to his ear.
"I know that you are in love with Diane," I whispered, holding back girly giggles. I then blew in his ear.
"Aah! Stop that" He squealed, covering his ear from my torment.
"Lover Boy! Lover Boy! Wants to be Diane's toy!~" I sang out in a taunting manner like Ban would've done. A giant green mossy figure then covered my mouth. But it was so soft! OH MY GOD! I love Chastiefol!
"Here! Just shut up will you?!" King said, shoving the banana in my hands.
"Thanks, Lover Boy!" I shouted, running off back to my room, not bothering to listen to his shouts of protests.
I slammed the door behind me and locked it. Now… it's time for the fun part! I grabbed a roll of duct tape from my giant Tardis bag and took off my pants, fumbling with the damn belt buckle. I was then left in my undies and the rest of my disguise. I firmly grasped the banana, holding it against a certain area where a dick would be and started duct taping said fruit to my underwear, avoiding my thighs and stomach. I brought the tape tightly around my ass slightly to make it far less noticeable. Finished, I then pulled my pants up, being careful around my newly gained body part. Zipping my pants up was easy, but that DAMN BUCKLE!
I am done. Finally. After around two hours of prepping, my disguise is finished! Except for just one thing.
I made my way to the table for breakfast. Ban cooked today, thank goodness, there is no way I could've had time to cook today. Finally, I found the girl I was looking for. Elizabeth sat at our usual table with King, Ban, and Meliodas eating their breakfast. I stood in front of her.
"Elizabeth, my darling," I said in a smooth voice, catching her off guard. She turned to me. I knelt down. "Will you marry me?" I asked, showing her my favorite green peridot ring that I haven't taken off since I had gotten here… until now that is.
"Why, I don't know what to say!" She said quickly, blushing. Yep. I am a flirt.
"It was love at first sight my dear! At least marry me just for today!" I exclaimed, making my eyes show false love. I hate doing this. Especially after He did it to me.
"B-b-but!" She stuttered out, confused. I sighed.
"Elizabeth, pretend to be married to me today for my disguise sake," I said, taking on my normal voice.
"Yes… if it is just for today, then I will," She said, eyes shining. We both then broke out into girly giggles. I placed the "engagement ring" on her hand. I then stopped and took on a more serious look.
"Maribeth… Do you take me, Leon Hilsperger, to be your husband? To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, until death do us part?" I asked, shortening the vows of which I said in "Leon's" voice.
"Maribeth is a stupid name," I heard Meliodas say from beside me. I slammed my fist upon the top of his head, effectively silencing him.
"So is a name like Meliodas," I then said calmly.
"I do… Do you take me, Maribeth Liones, to be your bride? To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, until death do us part?" "Maribeth" asked, cooly. I slid a plain silver band onto her finger, removing the "engagement ring" and stacking them so that it was on top instead of the "wedding ring".
"I do." I said and handed her the ring to slip on my finger. She did so.
"You may now kiss the bride!" I heard Hawk from beneath me.
"Sorry about this, Lizzie!" I shouted out before jamming my lips upon her's, effectively stealing her first kiss. I then pulled away, leaving her stunned and dizzy. "I am going to put this to you straight. I am not a lesbian. That was just for ceremonial purposes. Do you forgive me, Lizzie?" I asked, putting my hands in a praying position in front of my face and winking at her.
"Y-y-y-y-yes, I-I forg-give you!" She stuttered out and stumbled back to her seat, obviously distressed. Silver hair flying behind her as she sat down harshly. She then went back to eating in a dazed state. I sighed. This is going to be hard, getting her to act like she's married to me when she knows that I am a female. I stopped in my tracks. I then got an evil idea, an idea so hilariously evil, it was funny! Yeah… I make no sense. I sauntered up to Meliodas.
"Hey Mel, I'll make sure to divorce her so that you two can be together. I know how much you love her! Also, I may change a few things up today, not enough to where it changes the ending… I'm just trying to find a way to prevent Gowther from looking into my memories and to prevent Elizabeth and Hawk from looking stupid," I whispered in his ear, careful to avoid touching it. He turned towards me.
"I am okay with that… as long as everything turns out okay, okay?" He said calmly, not mentioning anything about the divorce. Fuckin' pussy, doesn't wanna talk about love and shit.
"Oh, I am going to make sure that it turns out "okay"! It will be better than "okay"! I am soooo setting you and Lizzy up!" I whisper-cheered at him, trying to make him flustered. Damn. This guy doesn't get flustered for anything! I then walked away happily, waving my hand back and forth in a childish manner, completely unlike my appearance.
I need to work on that.
Let's see… Height, check. I may be short, but that can pass off as genetics. Gender, check. Duh, I just spent hours on that! Smell… I have to smell like a guy. Ewwww. Well… here goes nothing. I also have to carry myself in a manner that is like a male. Time to get some advice from the manliest man around here. I so owe him.
"Yo, Ban. I need help, can you come here?" I asked him, changing my voice to match my looks.
"Yeah. Hey, what was that thing with Captain about?" Ban asked, confused.
"Ah, that? Oh, it's nothing. I'm just setting him and Lizzy up," I said apathetically. I didn't lie. I am not good at lying, so half truths are alright, right? Oh god I hope that they don't make me turn to stone when it comes to Galan. Oh god. The ten commandments. Ummm… I am sure that now is not the time for me to go and think about that, but I have to soon. Ugh. "More importantly, I need you to help me with my smell and the way that I should act as a guy. Would you please give me a crash course?" I asked, clasping my hands together.
"Run." Was all Ban said before he started chasing me. Shit. I may be athletic, but I can not run for a long amount of time, and Ban is immortal. Fucking Immortal! Okay… bring it on, bitch!
My chest stung, legs burned. I really hate running. At least it helps me burn the calories from breakfast, I really should start back up on capoeira again. I need to get back in shape. Either that or Ban needs to stop cooking for us. He's too damn good. I took in another breath and turned the hallway. Third door. Third door! Found it! I flung the door open and ran up the steps into the attic, aka, my bedroom. I then slammed it shut, content that he made me sweaty and dirty. I smelled like a guy now, at least.
"Hey, Kitten~! Open up please!" I heard a purr from the other side of the door.
"You did good enough, I am fine now!" I yelled at him, but not before hissing at his purr. I heard his clunky footfalls go back down the stairs and let out a breath I didn't know that I had been holding.
"Wait," I called after him after throwing the door open again. I then beckoned him back inside. He lifted a silver eyebrow at me, crimson eyes shining, and grinned a fanged grin. Shrugging, he waltzed his red leather clad body inside.
"I asked you to help me act like a guy as well, doofus!" I said, shutting the door and slamming my fist down on his back at the same time.
"Fine, fiiiine!" He called out, drawing the second word out elongated and with a whine.
I allowed Ban in albeit reluctantly.
"Alright. You must take this all seriously, agreed?" He asked, his face going serious for likely the first time the entire day. I complied.
"Why yes, of course Ban. Do you honestly think that I'd be stupid enough to not take your long overdue and rare advice?" I asked him, lifting a questioning brow.
"First off, you must look and act strong. Never look confused, lower your eyebrow, Kitten!~" He drawled out, pushing upon my eye. My eye twitched in frustration as I did so. "Now, if you are to act or look confused, pull your brows together rather than lifting them. It is more of a manly thing to do than lifting a brow." I nodded.
"But doesn't that cause wrinkles?" I asked, knitting my brows together like he said.
"Guys don't care about wrinkles or appearances as such." he said, answering my question. I nodded once more. "Have bad posture. Slump down. And try to speak a bit more gruffly. It will make your body language more apparent. Never put your hands on your hips, instead, cross your arms." he said, adjusting my arms so that they are crossed. "Don't smile too big if you smile at all, and most importantly…" he trailed off.
"Most importantly, what?"
"Make it known to everyone that Lizzy is your woman. Or else others would try to steal her!~" he cooed.
"Okay… I think that I am ready," I said, mimicking what he had asked me to do. I walked out of my room.
"Oh! Don't sway your hips when you walk!" he called after me in an annoying voice.
"Shut UP!"
Sorry about the previous issues guys!
Lots of Love and Friendship!
~Kat!
