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Cosplay and Shounen Ai Chapter 6 - Part 1 "How do I look?"
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Just a wonderful lazy summer Saturday. He lay strewn across the couch; a leg on top of the cushions, a foot placed on the floor, arms thrown off the couch. He was watching cartoons, wonderful cartoons. A chuckle escaped his lips as the main character got a frying pan in the face.
And then, the phone rang.
He muttered, not wanting to get up. And who wouldn't? He was perfectly positioned. If he moved, he would never find the spot again, not matter how hard he tried. (AN - ever had this happen before? It happened to me.. Grr, evil phone.)
The ringing stopped. /Mom must have picked it up./
He continued watching cartoons.
"TAKOOOOYA! Phone call!!"
"Noooo!!" He moaned, rolling off the couch and hitting the floor with a thump. His Mom walked in and handed him the cordless phone. Since when did they get a cordless? Oh well, his spot was gone forever because of the evil of the phone.
"Thanks Mom," he said innocently, and then mumbled under his breath, "Phone. my arch-enemy. How I hate you.."
He held it up to his ear. "Hello?"
"Hi hi Takuya-kun!!"
Uh oh.
"Eh heh... hi Izumi!" He said shakily.
"I got the fuku!!"
Big uh oh.
"R-really?"
"Yeah! It's perfect!!"
"Cool..."
"Definently. By the way, I'm coming over to your house this afternoon. I'm bringing the gang minus one, so you better clean up your room. I'm not doing it for you again."
"Izumi! You can't just invite yourself over to people's hous-"
"See ya at four! CLEAN YOUR ROOM."
He heard the phone hang up, and the dial tone ring monotonously in his ear. His fingers twitched slightly. That phone call was doom, for now, he was just a few precious hours away from total humiliation. But still, if it would make Kouji like him...
She had said the gang minus one. I know that one's Kouji, but who else is she bringing? Kouichi? No way. He's Kouji's twin, for god's sake! He'd tell on the spot. Oh well. It wouldn't matter. He was going to be embaressed more than humanly possible. Kouji would never believe Kouichi anyway. It's not like Takuya ENJOYED dressing up in anime girl clothes and then prancing around, twirling his wand and smacking stuff with it.
With all those thoughts in his head, he said possibly one of the most random things he had ever said in his life.
"That was one of THE shortest conversations I've ever had."
And with that, he stood up, flicked off the TV, and headed up to his room with the vacum. This could take a while.
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Takuya knocked on the door of the bathroom lightly.
"What Takuya?"
"I'm confused."
"About what? It's just a dress, geez..."
"I'm confuuuused!!"
"What, so you expect me to come in there with you naked and help you put on the dress?"
"Izuumi!! Could you ask one of the guys at least?"
"I dunno, Takuya. I don't trust ya with another guy!"
"Izumi, you will die one day."
He heard her high pitched laughter.
"I was just kidding. I'll have one of the guys help you out."
"Thanks."
He heard the door to his room open and Izumi's voice, and then the door closing again.
"Will somebody PLEASE help me?"
"Yeah yeah, Taku-chan. Open the door and let him come in."
"Go in my room first!"
"Geez, Mr. Sensitive-shy-guy. I'll go."
He didn't open the door.
"Umm. Takuya, she's gone," a guy said from the other side of the door.
"You sure, Junpei?"
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure that she walked in there. Can you let me in now?"
Takuya sighed. "Yeah, it's open."
Junpei opened the door and stepped in. "Now, my damselle in distress, what do ya need help with."
"The god-damned zipper. How do girls do this kind of crap? It's impossible!"
"Don't ask me. Girls confuse me as much as they confuse you."
"Heh. Just zip it up before I die."
The fabric around him became about ten billion times tighter. "EEE! It's tight! I can't breath!!"
"Ack! What do you expect me to do?!"
"Explain how girls LIVE doing this crap!"
"I dunno. Here, lemmie try something." Takuya felt Junpei's hands playing around with the zipper. He blushed. Geez, this was embaressing.
"Better?"
Takuya took a deep breath. "Yeah, thanks Junpei."
"No prob, but I gotta say, this almost makes you look like a girl. it's creepy."
"GIRL?! I am NOT a girl. I would die. Besides, girls are crazy and weird! Do I look crazy to you?"
"Extremely crazy."
"Bah."
"Girls aren't THAT crazy."
"Yes they are. And Izumi's the craziest of them all!"
"I don't think she's crazy..."
Takuya stuck his tongue out at him. "That's because you like her."
Junpei blushed. "So?!" he yelled defensivly.
Takuya grinned.
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"Please Izumi. Only Kouji needs to see!"
"So? You should be proud of yourself... err... something like that."
"But-"
"Not buts about it."
"Do I have to!?"
"Yes! GYAA!"
Everyone sitting in Takuya's room tried to contain their laughter. The muffled sounds of yelling kept coming from the bathroom across from Takuya's door. Obviously, Takuya wasn't cooporating.
The door slammed open, Izumi standing, breathing heavily. She turned around and yelled.
"Takuya, here, now!"
"GEEZ! The death threats were enough! You don't have to treat me like your dog!"
"Now, or. umm. death threat already used. I will hurt you very badly, and then throw you to the fangirls!"
"Fiiine..."
Takuya stepped into the doorway. Everyone gasped...
And then the author decided to leave the story at a cliffhanger because she hasn't written anymore...
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MWAAHAHHAA. LOOKIT ME!! I UPDATED!!! *does the update dance* I bet no one's even reading this story now. but I swear to god, I SHALL FINISH.
Next chapter will be up uber duber super soon. =D *thumbs up*
R64
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*glomp tackles Junpei* Junpei: O_O KILL ME NOW GOD!!!
Cosplay and Shounen Ai Chapter 6 - Part 1 "How do I look?"
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Just a wonderful lazy summer Saturday. He lay strewn across the couch; a leg on top of the cushions, a foot placed on the floor, arms thrown off the couch. He was watching cartoons, wonderful cartoons. A chuckle escaped his lips as the main character got a frying pan in the face.
And then, the phone rang.
He muttered, not wanting to get up. And who wouldn't? He was perfectly positioned. If he moved, he would never find the spot again, not matter how hard he tried. (AN - ever had this happen before? It happened to me.. Grr, evil phone.)
The ringing stopped. /Mom must have picked it up./
He continued watching cartoons.
"TAKOOOOYA! Phone call!!"
"Noooo!!" He moaned, rolling off the couch and hitting the floor with a thump. His Mom walked in and handed him the cordless phone. Since when did they get a cordless? Oh well, his spot was gone forever because of the evil of the phone.
"Thanks Mom," he said innocently, and then mumbled under his breath, "Phone. my arch-enemy. How I hate you.."
He held it up to his ear. "Hello?"
"Hi hi Takuya-kun!!"
Uh oh.
"Eh heh... hi Izumi!" He said shakily.
"I got the fuku!!"
Big uh oh.
"R-really?"
"Yeah! It's perfect!!"
"Cool..."
"Definently. By the way, I'm coming over to your house this afternoon. I'm bringing the gang minus one, so you better clean up your room. I'm not doing it for you again."
"Izumi! You can't just invite yourself over to people's hous-"
"See ya at four! CLEAN YOUR ROOM."
He heard the phone hang up, and the dial tone ring monotonously in his ear. His fingers twitched slightly. That phone call was doom, for now, he was just a few precious hours away from total humiliation. But still, if it would make Kouji like him...
She had said the gang minus one. I know that one's Kouji, but who else is she bringing? Kouichi? No way. He's Kouji's twin, for god's sake! He'd tell on the spot. Oh well. It wouldn't matter. He was going to be embaressed more than humanly possible. Kouji would never believe Kouichi anyway. It's not like Takuya ENJOYED dressing up in anime girl clothes and then prancing around, twirling his wand and smacking stuff with it.
With all those thoughts in his head, he said possibly one of the most random things he had ever said in his life.
"That was one of THE shortest conversations I've ever had."
And with that, he stood up, flicked off the TV, and headed up to his room with the vacum. This could take a while.
---
Takuya knocked on the door of the bathroom lightly.
"What Takuya?"
"I'm confused."
"About what? It's just a dress, geez..."
"I'm confuuuused!!"
"What, so you expect me to come in there with you naked and help you put on the dress?"
"Izuumi!! Could you ask one of the guys at least?"
"I dunno, Takuya. I don't trust ya with another guy!"
"Izumi, you will die one day."
He heard her high pitched laughter.
"I was just kidding. I'll have one of the guys help you out."
"Thanks."
He heard the door to his room open and Izumi's voice, and then the door closing again.
"Will somebody PLEASE help me?"
"Yeah yeah, Taku-chan. Open the door and let him come in."
"Go in my room first!"
"Geez, Mr. Sensitive-shy-guy. I'll go."
He didn't open the door.
"Umm. Takuya, she's gone," a guy said from the other side of the door.
"You sure, Junpei?"
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure that she walked in there. Can you let me in now?"
Takuya sighed. "Yeah, it's open."
Junpei opened the door and stepped in. "Now, my damselle in distress, what do ya need help with."
"The god-damned zipper. How do girls do this kind of crap? It's impossible!"
"Don't ask me. Girls confuse me as much as they confuse you."
"Heh. Just zip it up before I die."
The fabric around him became about ten billion times tighter. "EEE! It's tight! I can't breath!!"
"Ack! What do you expect me to do?!"
"Explain how girls LIVE doing this crap!"
"I dunno. Here, lemmie try something." Takuya felt Junpei's hands playing around with the zipper. He blushed. Geez, this was embaressing.
"Better?"
Takuya took a deep breath. "Yeah, thanks Junpei."
"No prob, but I gotta say, this almost makes you look like a girl. it's creepy."
"GIRL?! I am NOT a girl. I would die. Besides, girls are crazy and weird! Do I look crazy to you?"
"Extremely crazy."
"Bah."
"Girls aren't THAT crazy."
"Yes they are. And Izumi's the craziest of them all!"
"I don't think she's crazy..."
Takuya stuck his tongue out at him. "That's because you like her."
Junpei blushed. "So?!" he yelled defensivly.
Takuya grinned.
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"Please Izumi. Only Kouji needs to see!"
"So? You should be proud of yourself... err... something like that."
"But-"
"Not buts about it."
"Do I have to!?"
"Yes! GYAA!"
Everyone sitting in Takuya's room tried to contain their laughter. The muffled sounds of yelling kept coming from the bathroom across from Takuya's door. Obviously, Takuya wasn't cooporating.
The door slammed open, Izumi standing, breathing heavily. She turned around and yelled.
"Takuya, here, now!"
"GEEZ! The death threats were enough! You don't have to treat me like your dog!"
"Now, or. umm. death threat already used. I will hurt you very badly, and then throw you to the fangirls!"
"Fiiine..."
Takuya stepped into the doorway. Everyone gasped...
And then the author decided to leave the story at a cliffhanger because she hasn't written anymore...
-------------------------------- =B --------------------------------------- ---
MWAAHAHHAA. LOOKIT ME!! I UPDATED!!! *does the update dance* I bet no one's even reading this story now. but I swear to god, I SHALL FINISH.
Next chapter will be up uber duber super soon. =D *thumbs up*
R64
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_
*glomp tackles Junpei* Junpei: O_O KILL ME NOW GOD!!!