Mature content for the lyrics and Aizen being an ukefied diva

I can't do anything right so have some crack that is wrong.

Oh god I nearly choked and died writing this one. My ribs hurt now.

Inspired by a conversation with nii-sama. Why we talk about aigin so much though I really have no clue. Must be because its so easy to crackify. (if you get where our GinGin reference came from though that was the story where it all started)


Chapter 9: Rude boy

Gin was still giggling long after Gok's army had driven the beauty obsessed shinigami from the bar, chuckling to himself loudly as he sipped his cocktail, seemingly deep in thought about what tortures they were putting Yumichika through right now.

"Wow, the poor guy…" he started, shaking his head, almost feeling sorry for the guy. Well, almost.

"Oh well," Gin threw his empty glass over his shoulder so it shattered on the floor – Trump would clean that up later.

"He got what were comin' to 'im."

"I know."

Gin turned around when another voice joined into his conversation. It was Gok, who had somehow quietly snuck back inside.

"I mean, its ridiculous isn't it. Everybody has the right to look and feel fabulous! And speaking of fabulous, where did you get your dress Gin? It really flatters your figure!"

Gin couldn't help but to let out a little giggle and a slight blush; he loved when people complimented his figure and dress sense – even if it was just his stage costume.

"Oh thankyou Gok-san. This's me favourite dress outta all of 'em."

"Well you look gorgeous darling. Oh look, I think your friend Aizen is gonna go sing another song…"

Just as he said that Gin turned his head to see a rather drunk looking Aizen – who had gone and changed his shirt - somehow stumble over to the DJ again, much to Gin's displeasure. Oh gods, what was he going to sing now? A drunk Aizen was bad, but a drunk singing Aizen was much, much worse. Gok however seemed excited that more entertainment was coming his way…

Gin just braced himself for what was about to come blasting through the speakers as Aizen picked his song.

Good god just what was the audience in for this time?

Aizen swept over onto the stage and demanded that he sing something, wanting to flaunt himself and his godliness to all who were present. Not even being drunk was going to stop him.

"Okay ladies and gents, I'm going to sing again so pay attention!" he cleared his throat and hiccupped before he cued the DJ.

"Okay cue the music."

So the music started and he began to sing, meanwhile Gin couldn't help but worry that this was the revenge Aizen had mentioned the other day for giving him coffee instead of the tea he liked. Oh well, he had a video camera, so he could blackmail Aizen later anyway. So Gin started to film as Aizen flaunted himself on the stage. Making it obvious he was singing to Gin. Or Izuru. He couldn't tell which.

That was, until Aizen cackled loudly into the microphone and said it was a song for Gin, before starting to sing and dance to the music as the lights dimmed and the spotlight shone down on him.

Come on rude boy, boy
Can you get it up
Come here rude boy, boy
Is you big enough
Take it, take it
Baby, baby
Take it, take it
Love me, love me

Now, he tried to be sexy – which really didn't take much trying – and messed his hair up as he sang so he looked like Aizen Taichou again while singing, making sure to remember the hip actions to try and look like he was asking for it. Which quite a lot of people found to be extremely out of character for Aizen, but then again he was drunk off his arse, so a little – well, okay, a lot of his behaviour would be out of character.

But he sang on, and his fangirls went crazy and he was sure Momo had collapsed again if the almighty thud on the floor was anything to go by.

He just grinned to himself and started to enjoy it all. The fangirls, the screaming over his sexiness… he even thought of stripping off right there, but he decided that could wait until a little later at least. He had to lose all of his inhibitions first.

Tonight
I'mma let you be the captain
Tonight
I'mma let you do your thing, yeah
Tonight
I'mma let you be a rider
Giddy up
Giddy up
Giddy up, babe

Tonight
I'mma let it be fire
Tonight
I'mma let you take me higher
Tonight
Baby we can get it on, yeah
we can get it on, yeah

He was completely unaware he was being filmed by the apparent object of his drunken affections, so he strutted his stuff like nobody was watching. He held the microphone in one hand and strode across the stage like he owned it. He swayed his hips from side to side and placed a hand on one of his hips so his arm crossed his stomach as he sang and put on a performance.

Do you like it boy
I wa-wa-want
What you wa-wa-want
Give it to me baby
Like boom, boom, boom
What I wa-wa-want
Is what you wa-wa-want
Na, na-aaaah

Come here rude boy, boy
Can you get it up
Come here rude boy, boy
You should Is you big enough
Take it, take it
Baby, baby
Take it, take it
Love me, love me

He made sure to look at Gin as he sang the second verse and give out a seductive smile, as the people took to the dancefloor for a rave. Girls screamed, boys laughed, and Gok joined in with the ladies trying to push through to the front nearest the stage to get the best view of the sexy man on stage just as he undid his shirt. Gin in the meantime was bravely filming the whole thing in the hopes that this level of fanservice would give him more youtube subscriptions. And he was sure that he could sell the actual file somewhere and make some extra money. There were a lot of people out there that would actually pay for some Aizen fanservice. All the perverts in the room were having a field day, so why not spread the fanservice around some? Like, all over the internet?

Come here rude boy, boy
Can you get it up
Come here rude boy, boy
Is you big enough
Take it, take it
Baby, baby
Take it, take it
Love me, love me

Tonight
I'mma give it to you harder
Tonight
I'mma turn your body out
Relax
Let me do it how I wanna
If you got it
I need it
And I'mma put it down

The music blared above the screams of his many fangirls and Aizen started to loosen up, beginning to feel as though he were the only one in the room, which was probably the alcohol, but more than likely his enjoyment of the song. Although singing about being the taker instead of the giver in the bedroom was a little odd, but he didn't care right now.

And anyway, he thought he may as well try to be uke-ish, even though he was supposed to be this dominant one with no equal, with no master above him. But right now he couldn't care less. He was enjoying himself, he was being a diva.

He was drunk anyway, so he had an excuse for his outrageous diva like behaviour.

Buckle up
I'mma give it to you stronger
Hands up
We can go a little longer
Tonight
I'mma get a little crazy
Get a little crazy, baby

Do you like it boy
I wa-wa-want
What you wa-wa-want
Give it to me baby
Like boom, boom, boom
What I wa-wa-want
Is what you wa-wa-want
Na, na-aaaah

He started stripping off, completely undoing his shirt to expose his well toned chest, as he started to lose himself, getting really into the song and torowing his hands in the air. He was putting on a show to rival Lady Gaga herself, with only a microphone and a faux striptease. But long story short the audience loved him for it. As well as for being a complete diva on stage singing about sex and 'taking it' from Gin.

Come here rude boy, boy
Can you get it up
Come here rude boy, boy
Is you big enough
Take it, take it
Baby, baby
Take it, take it
Love me, love me

He ran his hand through his already messy hair and shook his head to the music, his free hand in his jeans, slowing his hips movements letting a blush overcome his face, turning his head to the side and really trying to be sexy and seductive in an enticing way. Especially for this next part of the song…

I like the way you touch me there
I like the way you pull my hair
Babe, if I don't feel it I ain't faking
No, no

Another deep breath and pleading look at the audience – and Gin – quieted the crowd to a silent awe. They were never going to see anything like this ever again. It was like a fangirls dream – only there were no Edward Cullen sparkly effects to ruin it. Aizen sang in a breathy sensual voice as the crowd's reactions grew louder with Aizen now gently touching his chest so the ladies in the audience literally melted.

Another quick breath from Aizen and…

I like when you tell me kiss it there
I like when you tell me move it there

So giddy up
Time to giddy up
You say you're a rude boy
Show me what you got now
Come here right now

Take it, take it
Baby, baby
Take it, take it
Love me, love me

And then the song ended. And they all went wild when it did, even the shinigami. Aizen the diva, Aizen the uke begging for sex through song. They loved him.

Okay, he was drunk. And the entire audience was drunk. And everybody else watching was drunk. And he would probably end up all over youtube for the world to see him acting like the most uke-ish diva the world had ever seen and ever would see. But he didn't care, they loved his performance.

And after Aizen fell off the stage as he exited, he took his seat again next to Kira, who was giggling at how unamused Gin seemed to be. As Aizen sat down he put his arm around Kira and smirked to himself at Gin sitting there with his arms folded.

Gin sighed, "Aizen, yer really embarrassin' ya know that?"

Aizen just laughed quietly to himself. "Oh Izuru," he said, still grinning like a Cheshire cat. "You owe me double now."


A/N - Gah, I kinda failed with that ending. And with Aizen's diva-ness. But oh well, it was fun. I do love Gok in this one.