AN: *sweat drops* Despite popular beliefs, I'm still alive and kicking ^^; Hehe, it's been a while since I updated this story, and I'm very sorry for all the readers out there who likes this ^^;; I had a little trouble navigating my way through my ideas, I lost track of where I want to go with this story. But fear not, I'm going to finish this story for sure, even if it may take some time for me to update ^^;; This chapter will just be a little omake to help me focus my ideas. More characters from Yami no Matsuei will be introduced in the next chapter. It's a wonderful series. The anime is great, but the manga is just gorgeous! This chapter is for Sairys Skyewind, um… happy late birthday?
^^;; I noticed how many people want to order the guys' plushie dolls ^^;; Maybe I should start a business ^_^
Thanks to: Enigma, Crazygurl70 (devote myself? Have I ever devoted myself to anything besides torturing characters and readers?), molly, Maddy, Angel123292, Zia (it's a secret ^_~ You'll see later), Jennifer, ChichiriNoMiko (^^;; I hope that it's not that serious), jen, Aqua, a fan (^^;; It wasn't anything important. It was my friend, Usa-chan's birthday, so I just added her into the story. Hope it didn't confuse you), Rosa-chibi, Tira Wolf, Rei Tamashii, Momoko (I hope you have fun when you catch Mamo and Relena baka), Michelle Malfoy, Calico_103, neko, themoonmaiden (evil people rule), Alexandra Orozco (^^;; whatever you say), Celestial DreamBlaze (lol, if I was talented and knew how to sew, then I'll send the plushies. But in my current state, it's a miracle that I don't stab myself with a needle), Celestial Sailor Pluto, Meio-chan, Selene T (be prepared for drama, that's all I'm going to say), sara, Nueva yui Maxwell (thanks for having Dim Sum with me ^_^ And I'm so sorry for keeping you late from work ^^;;), LeaD, Cheska, Bluejello, Daystar Flame, Tenshi Cat, konekochanhime, Darlana (thanks ^_^ wow, you're the first person who commented on the originality ^^;; That means a lot to me. But I can't really remember who they were asking about. I think it was Mamo-baka), Golden Rain, @----I----, Sailor Cardcaptor Ryoko (^^;; I think that Bandai will sue me if the gundam pilots really acted the same as my stories ^^;;), Moon Girl (trust me, it's not the best ^^;; one of the worst if you ask me ^^;;), Angelight88 (where do I get my ideas? The most unexpected places ^^;; Usually in the shower or in chemistry class), SilverRay (I'm sure that people aren't that mean at your school ^^;;), Serena Yuy, Sailorartemis2000, MarsMoonStar, Za Kaze no Nisou, ?, Aidenn-chan (lol, I'll trade the plushies for new chapters ^_^), DevilsDarling, Li-chan (maybe you'll want to skip this chapter if you can't stomach more Wufei bashing ^^;), Tenshi-chan, and Aya_mikage2002 (I'm beginning to wonder, just how many people out there don't like Relena?)
Chapter 9
"Do we have to go out like this?" a loud whine sounded in the little green room behind the stage. "This is even more humiliating than Home EC" the God of Death groaned out in frustration, crossing and uncrossing his legs. As much as he wanted to show off his assets to Usagi, he didn't consider tights as the most romantic and sexy piece of clothing on Earth.
Hiiro merely glanced over at the braided baka in amusement. He didn't mind the tights that much, after all, they were like his spandex, only a little longer. Quatre didn't seem to mind the Renaissance fashion either. And of course, Trowa who was suppose to be Friar Laurence didn't have to wear tights at all. And Wufei…
"ONNA!!!" a roar sounded from behind the screen, where the drama teacher Minako was 'helping' Wufei to prepare for his important role.
"Get your hands out of there onna!" another angry cry came from the proud dragon, just a little hint of nervousness in his voice.
The four pilots outside looked at each other in confusion as Minako started to giggle.
"Let me fix it for you Wufei. I never expect it to be SO big," the teacher said flirtingly, loud enough for the rest of the boys to hear.
Quatre immediately turned to an unhealthy shade of red. Trowa cleared his throat several times. Hiiro shrugged, what Wufei do was none of his business. And Duo?
The naughty pilot 02 carefully crept close to the screen separating Wufei and Minako from the rest of the boys. A devilish grin appeared on his face, as he tried to peek through the cracks.
"Now Wufei, you've been too tense. Relax a little and let me take care of it. I am a woman after all."
A few seconds of quiet followed, and all that could be heard was the ruffling of petticoats.
"There, that wasn't that bad, was it?" Minako said. "Now for the finishing touch…" the blonde said in a sing along voice. "Take it out Wufei."
"Take what out?" the Chinese pilot asked from behind the screen.
"You know what I mean, don't play dumb with me," the teacher replied annoyed.
"Onna, not you or anyone in your weak sex can force me to take it out!"
"Duo," Quatre whispered quietly to the peeping pilot, his curiosity getting the better of his polite nature. "What are they talking about?"
The only answer the Arabian boy got was a wave of hand. Apparently, Duo was too busy watching to answer the other young man.
"Wufei…" Minako began in a threatening voice. "Do you want me to get Makoto to teach you another lesson in obedience? I heard about what happened in Home EC."
"You know that psycho onna?! How do you know about what happened in that class?! We just finished that class a few minutes ago!" the pilot 05 cried out in shock… or was it fear?
"Word travels fast between teachers, especially when it's something as entertaining as what happened with you. Now, are you going to take it out, or should I go and get Makoto-chan to take it out for you?"
The rest of the pilots shivered at the voice as sweet and sticky as honey, which hid the nasty threat so perfectly.
"Good boy," the teacher said happily as a few minutes went by. The rest of the pilots could only assume that poor Wufei took out whatever it was that Minako ordered him to take out.
"There, we're finally finished! Let's show the others," the blonde drama teacher announced proudly. And before Wufei could stop her, the screen hiding the Chinese pilot from the rest of the G-boys was pulled open by the drama teacher.
A thick silence reigned over the small dressing room, as the four pilots dropped whatever they were doing… which was eavesdropping in this case, and gave all of their undivided attention to Wufei. One question popped up in all of their heads. "Wufei?!?!?! What the Hell?!?!?!?!"
None of them could recognize their Chinese friend, who under Minako's pampering. Looked totally different. The proud pilot of Shinlong was trapped in a 16th century matron dress. The skirts were so puffy and studded with fake jewels, that he resembled a waddling peacock. A thick layer of makeup covered Wufei's face, turning his bronze complexion into the pale white of a porcelain doll's. Two bright pink spots burned on his cheeks, but whether it was from the makeup or just from his own embarrassment, no one could tell. His black hair, which was usually in a painful pony tail, was hid under chestnut wig braided with strands of pearls. But what made all the pilots stare was the twin soft roundness that filled the upper front area of the dress. How in the world? And it looked so real too.
"Wu… Wufei?" Figures it was Duo who broke the silence first.
"Doesn't he look fabulous? He looks perfect for his role as the Nurse!" Minako cried out excitedly, surviving her handiwork with pride.
"Yea, he looks just like an old fat woman, that it's scary," the pilot of Deathscythe answered in awe, before an irresistible urge to laugh bubbled inside of him. "Wufei is an old fat woman!"
"Maxwell" the angered and humiliated dragon spurted out. "I… I'll…" words failed him before Wufei decided to switch to actions. His arms stretched out, his hands were itching to take hold of that annoying chestnut braid and choke the owner to death with it.
Too bad that he forgot what he was wearing. Before Wufei took even five steps, his ankle twisted in those damn high heels, and to add to the killing discomfort, he accidentally stepped on the dangerously long skirt. The end resulted in a cursing Chinese boy falling flat on his face fight in front of a laughing Duo. Minako was giggling freely, while the rest of the pilots were trying to hid their laughter.
"Let me help you," the braided boy offered in between his laughter. "Mrs. Chang!"
This last remark only made the pilots finally loose their iron control and started to openly chuckle at the dragon's predicament.
"Maxwell!" the disguised Chinese pilot threatened murderously, but the effect didn't really carry through with the fierce blush on his cheeks.
"I'm curious Mrs. Change, just how do those look so real?" the God of Death continued with his merciless teasing, putting a hand on Wufei's breast. "And they are so soft too! If I didn't know you before, I would've taken you to be a real woman for sure." Duo mused out loud as he gave the softness a little squeeze.
By now, the pilot 05 was shaking with the rage of slowly flaying Duo alive, while the rest of the pilots and the drama teacher were having trouble breathing from laughing so hard.
Before the Chinese pilot could move however, Minako walked up and slipped a hand into the front of his dress and pulled out a rubbery pad and flopped it around in the air in front of Duo's face.
"Doesn't it feel real?" the blond teacher asked her student proudly. "I designed it myself. It's made out of a special material, which is composed of gell and rubber. And I named it the 'Booster'."
"The 'Booster'?" all the guys echoed after the teacher.
"Of course! You don't know how many women I've helped by selling them my product."
"You sell this?" the braided one asked. "And women actually buy them?"
"Un hun. I do own a beauty products company after all, and being a model, I know what every man wants on a date. Women told me that after they purchased my 'Booster', they have gone out on more dates and had longer relationships with their boyfriends."
All the gundam pilots including Wufei nodded and looked at Minako as if she grew two heads. The way that she described the male sex… it was as if they weren't capable of anything except… well you know.
"And speaking of women," the drama teacher suddenly remembered. "Where is Usagi? Shouldn't she be almost finished now?"
When class started, the bunny was sent to another dressing room to change into her costume, while Minako took the five pilots to the green room. After all, we all knew that men couldn't do anything on their own, unless there was someone watching over them.
"I think that she's still changing," Quatre answered.
As if on cue, a yelp of pain was heard from the adjacent room, followed by a loud crash.
Momentarily forgetting about Wufei's funny situation, all the pilots rushed out of the green room, heading for Usagi's dressing room. Minako grinned to herself, it was funny seeing all five of them playing prince charming, before slowly following the boys out.
Hiiro and Duo were the first to open the door. As soon as their eyes adjusted to the dim candle light within, Hiiro immediately blushed and looked away, while the braided baka got a hentai grin on his face.
The room was lightly scented with the smell of vanilla candles. Colourful fineries spilled across the floor. And sitting in a pile of white silk, was a very peeved looking Usagi. The bunny still hasn't noticed the pilots' intrusion, nor did she noticed Duo practically drooling as he stared at the creamy back revealed by the V shaped bodice of the renaissance dress. Indeed, the shinimegami seemed too occupied in freeing herself from the crimson laces that trapped her upper body.
"Need a little help Usagi?" Minako grinned as she pushed up Duo's jaw as she walked into the room. "I'm sure that Duo here wouldn't mind giving you a hand."
Minako's words made the bunny twist around in surprise. One arm immediately went to cover her breasts while the other one reached for the nearest object to fling it at Duo's goofy expression.
"Show's over folks," the drama teacher ushered the five pilots out, after a dreamy expression appeared on the braided baka's face, even though the shape of a shoe was imprinted on his forehead.
After closing the door on not only the pilots, but also on a crowd of boys who had gathered in front of Usagi's dressing room, all hoping to get a lucky glance inside, Minako locked the door and faced the shinimegami.
"What's wrong Usagi?" the older woman asked, calmly unravelling the laces trapping the bunny.
"I hate this dress!" Usagi pouted. "The laces are impossible, and for some reason, I can't seem to tie the bodice together at all! I'm not that fat am I?" she lamented.
All the boys outside the dressing room all looked up when loud laugher erupted from the inside. If it wasn't for the gundam pilots guarding the door, there would be a wave of perverted boys trying to take peeks inside. And not even the gundam pilots could resist the temptation… well one pilot at least. But lucky for Duo, the door suddenly opened up and Minako's face appeared grinning. "O Romeo, thy Juliet needs thy help," the drama teacher said and winked at the grinning pilot.
The God of Death turned back to face all the other boys, flashing a triumphant smirk at their jealous faces. He was about to slip into the dressing room when the familiar pressure of a gun behind his head made the pilot 02 stop in his tracks. "Hiiro?"
"Hn," all the warning was expressed in that one little syllable, which made the braided youth swallow in fear.
The moment Duo walked into the dressing room, Minako slammed the door before any of the hentai minded boys could see inside.
The serenity of inside the dressing room contrasted from the chaos outside. For a few seconds, Duo just stood there, staring at his girlfriend, who was standing in the middle of the room, holding up her dress.
"Stop staring Duo, and come help me," the drama teacher pulled the God of Death forward until Duo was standing behind Usagi. Minako giggled softly as both teenagers began to blush at the closeness. Taking one of Duo's hands, the blonde teacher placed two strings from Usagi's bodice into his hand. "Pull"
"What?" the braided boy blinked in confusion, looking down at the strings in his hand.
"Pull. The strings are part of Usagi's corset. You have to pull the strings until it's as tight as possible," the teacher instructed.
"But… it sounds so painful. How will she breath?" Concern for his girlfriend filled Duo's voice.
"It's part of the Renaissance fashion. A girl's waist must be small enough so her fiancée could encircle it with his hands. "And don't worry, Usagi will only be wearing it for a short time." (1)
"It's okay Duo, I can handle it," the shinimegami reassured the pilot, before glaring at the teacher. "Although I have no idea why we have to be so dressed up when this is just the first rehearsal, and the cast isn't full yet."
"I just want to see how the main characters look, if they don't look comfortable in their costume, then I'll still have time to replace them," the older blonde explained, growing a little nervous under the shinimegami stare.
~*~*~*~
"Welcome to drama class," Minako yelled out at the top of her lungs. "Hello! Is anyone listening to me?"
No one paid any attention as all the students pointed at the five pilots and the shinimegami and whispering to each other about the weird get up.
All six shifted a little uncomfortable under all the stares. Hiiro was doing his best trying to shoot down the annoying students with his best death glare. Duo was trying hard to hid Usagi from the prying eyes of all the male population, while trying to fight his own discomfort in tights. Trowa stared straight ahead, while Quatre blushed with all the flirtious winks that the girls gave him. Poor Wufei, he was trying to ignore the girls' catcalls, and the guys' snickering. After all, It was dishonourable to prey on another's weakness, they were just a bunch of weaklings in his eyes.
A deafening sound suddenly echoed in the classroom, making everyone cover their ears. Looking up onto the stage, a very pleased looking Minako smiled standing beside a gong. "Now that I have our full attention, welcome to drama. I am Aino Minako, your teacher for this class.
"You may all be wondering why some of you are dressed up in Renaissance costumes. Well, it's a tradition in the Sanq Academy, every year, the drama class produces a school play. As the teacher this year. I have chosen Romeo and Juliet as this year's play. Six students have already passed the audition. However, the rest of you are still able to audition for the remaining roles, or if you can prove that you re better than the Romeo who I've already chosen, I will make a role switch," Minako winked at all the guys. "Is there anyone interested?"
All the male populations hands shot up, as if Minako had to ask at all. In the boys' heads, there was no doubt to who Juliet was. After all, out of the six who were in costume, only two were in dresses, and God forbid that Wufei was chosen as Juliet…
A panicked look appeared on Duo's face at the number of eager guys trying to steal away his girlfriend. But it was Usagi who took action first. Throwing herself into Duo's arms, she locked her hands behind his neck, pulling his lips down to meet hers in a sweet gentle kiss, which slowly deepened as the braided pilot wrapped his arms around the shinimegami's waist, pressing her body tightly against his, his lips slanting across hers hungrily.
When the two finally broke away, both were blushing and breathing hard. All the girls sighed dreamily, while the guys were practically green with envy.
"Never mind. Romeo is going to be Duo, and Juliet is Usagi, no more changes will be made," the blonde drama teacher grinned. "A little advice Usagi, put more tongue into it on stage."
The shinimegami immediately flushed to the colour of a tomato, while the grinning God of Death flashed a double thumbs up at the teacher. All the boys waiting for their chance to kiss Usagi all groaned in disappointment.
~*~*~*~
"You know, I'm beginning to love drama," Duo commented as the group walked out of class. Arm across Usagi's shoulders, he thought about all the kisses he got just be rehearsing the balcony scene alone.
"Speak for yourself baka," the bunny gave the swing braid a little tug. "You weren't the one who had to wear a corset."
"Hey! I had to wear tights!" the pilot of Deathsycthe pouted, thank Shinigami that they could change back into their uniforms when class was finished.
"At least you don't have five thousand lines baka," the Perfect Soldier join in to the conversation. For some reason, Minako made him play Mercutio. The guy was like another Duo, with his whole speech on "Queen Mob". What was the air head teacher thinking giving the Perfect Soldier this role?! Personally, he would rather choose Tybalt, that guy was at least allowed to kill annoying bakas.
"And you weren't the one who was forced to wear a weak onna's clothes," Wufei murmured under his breath, still rubbing away some of the white makeup.
"Had fun in Minako's class Usagi-chan?"
The group of six stopped in the hallway as someone spoke in front of them.
"Setsuna-mama?" Usagi blinked.
"I heard that you were looking for me," the history teacher explained.
"Yeah, tomorrow is the country party at my Uncle Tatsumi's summer estate," the shinimegami gave a meaningful look at the guardian of time. A look that was not missed by the Perfect Soldier. "I was wondering if you will like to join us? And if you can help us out. I didn't bring any suitable clothes with me, and I'm sure that these five bachelors don't have anything either."
"Of course. Are you done with your classes?" all the pilots nodded. "Then lets go to my lodgings, I'll have something for everyone by tonight." Setsuna said, turning away.
~*~*~*~
"Are you sure about this Ms. Meioh?" Quatre asked as the gundam pilots waited for the green haired woman to finish with Usagi.
When they arrived at the little house that Setsuna shared with Haruka and Michiru, they found out that besides their regular job at the Academy, Setsuna was also a famous designer, while Haruka was a Formula One driver, Michiru a painter, and the two also played in concerts together.
"Don't worry about it Quatre, they're part of my new summer collection. It's a pleasure to see such handsome young men modelling my clothes for me," the designer said through a mouth full of pins. Dressing up the pilots weren't hard at all, since a country party was rather informal. But dressing Usagi was a totally different story. She wanted her little princess to shine at the party.
Right now, standing on a round platform, the Shinimegami stood still, a pale blue gypsy blouse made out of gaze draped off one shoulder. A short white skirt with little flower prints, made out of the same material as the shirt hung gracefully from her hips. A woven silk belt that was purely for decoration completed the outfit.
Giving a satisfied inspection over her work, Setsuna smiled. Her princess looked perfect. Usagi's sapphire eyes and golden hair gave her an innocent charm, while the loose gypsy blouse and flowery skirt hinted at a wild sensuality. She would be the belle of the party tomorrow.
(1) I know that it's more of a Victorian fashion to have women wear corsets, but I just like the idea, so I twisted history a little ^^;; A woman have to wear a corset before she can fit into her dress.
AN: ^^;; Like I said, a meaningless chapter, that's going to tide everything over, when the person behind everything finally gets revealed in the next chapter ^^;