Disclaimer: Tokyo Babylon is by Clamp.
Calendar Boy
By miyamoto yui
Part 2 – beautiful and barely clothed.
Let's back to two days ago…
In Hokuto-chan's and my apartment…
Smiling, I took off my shoes as Hokuto already ran into the hallway to get something to snack on. I was just happy that we were able to go to school together.
That and the fact that the English teacher didn't pick on me because I was unable to study the passages for today's lessons. I was still drained from the last shigoto, but an opportunity to go to school was something rare.
I wanted to go, even if to other's, they took it forgranted.
To live normally, I mean…
"I'm going to lie down for a bit," I said as I passed by the kitchen.
Hokuto-chan peeked the door open a bit and shoved a piece of cake into my mouth. "Okay."
"Mm. Very good. Strawberry." I licked the icing from my lips with a sincere smile and went to my room. After changing into a black tank top and faded blue jeans, I plopped myself onto my bed.
With my hands behind my head, I was simply…sparkling? I was so very happy about going to school, so I stared at the ceiling like some fool-
Fwump.
"WAH~!" I shouted suddenly as I found myself being stared down by Seishirou. His hands were on either side of my shoulders. He smiled his mischievous grin and laughed. He didn't ask any questions as I just stared at him scared out of my wits about what I should do.
As for Hokuto, she wouldn't help me. She'd encourage it!
Then, I heard her shout loudly from the kitchen, "Oh, Sei-chan is here!"
"So I see…" I pouted as I looked up at him.
He just said, "Now I've got you right where I want you."
"On my bed?" Question marks could be seen over my face as I blinked at him. "But what would we do here?"
He sighed in exasperation. "My innocent Subaru-kun…"
Seishirou shook his head as he smiled with nothing bad running through his head.
Ring, ring!
Opening!
I started to excuse myself with, "I'll go get it-"
"I've got it!" Hokuto interceded as she passed my room and smiled devilishly as she closed the door.
"Ho-hokuto-chan!" I shouted as I looked back at Seishirou.
Seishirou's face was in front of mine, but there wasn't that playful look in his eye. Instead, he brushed my bangs away as he leaned forward to kiss my forehead. "How long are you going to make me wait for you, Subaru-kun?"
"What do you mean?" I blinked at him as I looked into his amber eyes.
"I don't want you to ever grow up," he said sadly.
"We all have to grow older," I answered with a slight smile. "These things are a part of life."
He shook his head as he looked at me again.
"Seishirou-san…" I mumbled affectionately.
Then, he pushed himself off the bed and pulled my gloved hands to get up. At that moment, Hokuto barged into the room and said, "I get to work with you this time!!!"
My eyes blinked as some part of me said, "Great!" The other part of me looked at Seishirou and at my sister. "Not good," it said.
"What did Grandmother say?" I asked as Hokuto pulled both of our arms into the kitchen.
As we sat on the stools, Hokuto-chan, who was wearing black cat ears, a tight black leotard, and a white skirt, served us coffee on the counter.
"This is a special case…" she said in a serious tone while lowering her head for a moment.
I knew this wasn't going to be an easy one in the least, but there was this creepy crawly feeling running up my spine as I looked at her.
She leaned her arms forward and drank her tea. "Grandmother said that a client called because she wants to find her son. He has been missing for several months and she has no one to ask. The police have abandoned the case."
"Why did they abandon the case?" Seishirou asked as he folded his hands and looked seriously at Hokuto.
"They already suspect that he's dead, and the mother just wants to know what happened to him. Painful as it is." Hokuto explained. "She keeps on having dreams that he's crying as if he were five-years-old once more. Lost and alone."
She continued, "And the mother believes it may have something to do with a modeling agency here in Tokyo called 'Wonderland'. It's been very popular, but she suspects they have something to do with it."
I looked at Hokuto and folded my hands on my lap with a contemplative look on my face. My eyes shifted from side to side. I nodded my head. "So, what must I do?"
"Grandmother says be careful. You'll have to pose as a model who's a free-lance right now, but you're looking for regular work." She then smiled and clapped her hands. "And I'm right here to provide your wardrobe."
She then cackled, "And Sei-chan?"
Hokuto caught his chin and smiled widely with her eyes closed. "Will you pretend to be his agent?"
"You don't even have to ask," he answered.
"Model?!" I squeaked as I almost spat the coffee I was drinking. "I-I-I c-can't do that!!!"
Hokuto and Seishirou looked at one another as the glanced at the papers that Hokuto put on the counter of all the info we would need.
"Are you listening to me?" I asked helplessly.
They both nodded, but Seishirou got up, and carried me to the doorway. "H-hey, what are you doing?"
"We're going to take some very nice pictures, aren't we?" Hokuto cackled as Seishirou put me down.
I sighed as we ran around town to make me a portfolio…
So that's how I ended up here.
On a beach, cold and full of salt.
At the end of the shooting, we went back into the rented house and I sneezed. As Hokuto got us warm-chocolate from the snack table downstairs, Seishirou handed me a big towel.
"I've got some salt grains all over my body…" I complained lightly while sneezing and sighing.
As I was going to take the towel, he instead enwrapped it over my shoulders. Then, he pushed me to one wall as he said, "I'll help you with that…"
My cheeks burned as I felt him starting to kiss my neck as I tried to push him gently while saying, "B-but Hokuto-chan…"
He pulled away from me and laughed. "I couldn't help myself."
With his palm on his chin, he looked at me from head to toe. "I could just eat you right now," he pondered aloud.
Steam was coming out of my ears as I ran to the bathroom. "You better not try to get in!"
"That's no fun," he answered with a naughty grin.
"Sei-seishirou-san!" I stammered as I closed the door.
But I could still feel his lips on my neck as I took a shower. I shook my head and said to myself, "He always tries to embarrass me."
Could someone love you that much?
I wasn't so sure.
I didn't know anything about love.
All I knew was that I was getting there…
…especially when his warm eyes looked so honest as he said, "I don't want you to grow up."
Subaru, stop thinking too much…
I got out of the shower to look before me. "Oh no…"
I was so flustered that I forgot to grab clothes while running here. I blinked and saw the white, medium-sized towel in front of me. I didn't know what was worse: Asking for clothing from them or going to get it?
Oh, they wouldn't be that juvenile to keep it from me…
Wrapping the towel around my hips, I took a deep breath before opening the door.
[*_* "…" * BLUSH *]
As I came out, I stared at them as they stared back at me.
"I forgot my clothes," I explained.
"Something to look forward to when we get married," Seishirou smirked with pleasure while rubbing his chin.
For a moment, I was a deer caught in the headlights. "A-ano…"
Hokuto smiled and affirmed, "I told you he had a good body!"
"It's like the difference between seeing a picture and the real thing." Even Seishirou blinked his eyes. "I may have to rethink what we do on our wedding night."
I blushed so much crimson, I could have been bleeding as I quickly walked past them, and was about to grab something when Hokuto took them and threw them to Seishirou.
"You never fail to amuse me with your maturity, Hokuto-chan," I commented with a sweatdrop while scratching my head.
"Seriously, I want my clothes," I said to Seishirou while sighing.
"While you're like that, we'll give you a new set."
"Why?" I asked as Hokuto's playful tone changed.
"I've arranged for you to 'interview' one of the men who may be a key to this shigoto's answer." Hokuto patted my head. "You'll have to go on a date with one of the magazine's directors and seduce him tomorrow."
"WHAT?!" I put my hands over my mouth because I never really shouted. "Sorry."
"We'll have to train you for a whole day to pretend you're a girl," Hokuto plainly said as she folded her arms and nodded her head. "He's the one who seems to know most about this case. And you may not have seen the way he looked at you, but we sure did."
Seishirou patted my bare shoulder. "I'll be right behind you. And if he touches you, I'll kill him."
"Seishirou-san…" I was kind of touched that he would say that because he felt so strongly. But it also looked like he'd actually do it…
"You're mine," he smiled as he read my face while pushing up his glasses. They glinted under the room light.
"See?! Nothing to worry about!" Hokuto-chan said as she clapped her hands together.
I inquired, "Why do I have to be a girl?"
"So that you can go around the town without being stopped," Hokuto said in an all-knowing tone.
"How so?"
"It seems that there's a pattern he takes on these 'dates'…" she said while assuring me that nothing would happen while they were around.
She explained the details as I sighed while she took out a bag from under the table. Shoving it into my hands, I walked back into the bathroom.
I pulled out whatever was in the bag and blinked my eyes.
"I'm not wearing this!" I loudly protested.
"We're not going through this again, Subaru!" she shouted back at me. "You hear me?! You have twelve days until the end of this shoot. That's the deadline."
I looked at the cloth in front of me and cringed inside.
"This will also be tomorrow's dress for the shoot," she explained to me through the door.
I had to admit it was pretty, but could I pull off being a girl?
In half a day?
I dropped the towel and enwrapped the kimono around my body. Since I didn't know how to wrap anything, a plain, black sash had been provided.
I stared at my reflection as I looked like a young apprentice from Tokugawa times.
There was still that feeling that something wasn't right.
It was as if a white canvas was painted over all wrong…
And for a moment, I thought I saw someone else. I rubbed my eyes again to look at myself.
This kimono was so impressive…
It was dark purple with silver threads running all over like spider webs…
I came out of the bathroom.
And for a second, I couldn't see anything but Seishirou as he stared at me for a moment in awe. He hadn't expected this either, had he?
"You never fail to amaze me," he stated without thinking.
--
Author's note: Wahahaha! Subaru in a kimono?! Yes, I've had a fetish for dressing little bishounen in kimonos, but can you blame me? When I think of a slit showing his legs, I'm already melting. And the towel?! Ahh, I love being a fangirl.
It's kind of hard to write all three of them in the same room because I'm so used to having two characters in a fic and then somewhat integrating other people.
On a different note…Yea! I know where the hell this is going! But please keep in mind, that this will be a somewhat touchy subject. ^^;;; I hope not to offend people, so please accept my sincerity for this issue I will try to write about.
Calendar Boy
By miyamoto yui
Part 2 – beautiful and barely clothed.
Let's back to two days ago…
In Hokuto-chan's and my apartment…
Smiling, I took off my shoes as Hokuto already ran into the hallway to get something to snack on. I was just happy that we were able to go to school together.
That and the fact that the English teacher didn't pick on me because I was unable to study the passages for today's lessons. I was still drained from the last shigoto, but an opportunity to go to school was something rare.
I wanted to go, even if to other's, they took it forgranted.
To live normally, I mean…
"I'm going to lie down for a bit," I said as I passed by the kitchen.
Hokuto-chan peeked the door open a bit and shoved a piece of cake into my mouth. "Okay."
"Mm. Very good. Strawberry." I licked the icing from my lips with a sincere smile and went to my room. After changing into a black tank top and faded blue jeans, I plopped myself onto my bed.
With my hands behind my head, I was simply…sparkling? I was so very happy about going to school, so I stared at the ceiling like some fool-
Fwump.
"WAH~!" I shouted suddenly as I found myself being stared down by Seishirou. His hands were on either side of my shoulders. He smiled his mischievous grin and laughed. He didn't ask any questions as I just stared at him scared out of my wits about what I should do.
As for Hokuto, she wouldn't help me. She'd encourage it!
Then, I heard her shout loudly from the kitchen, "Oh, Sei-chan is here!"
"So I see…" I pouted as I looked up at him.
He just said, "Now I've got you right where I want you."
"On my bed?" Question marks could be seen over my face as I blinked at him. "But what would we do here?"
He sighed in exasperation. "My innocent Subaru-kun…"
Seishirou shook his head as he smiled with nothing bad running through his head.
Ring, ring!
Opening!
I started to excuse myself with, "I'll go get it-"
"I've got it!" Hokuto interceded as she passed my room and smiled devilishly as she closed the door.
"Ho-hokuto-chan!" I shouted as I looked back at Seishirou.
Seishirou's face was in front of mine, but there wasn't that playful look in his eye. Instead, he brushed my bangs away as he leaned forward to kiss my forehead. "How long are you going to make me wait for you, Subaru-kun?"
"What do you mean?" I blinked at him as I looked into his amber eyes.
"I don't want you to ever grow up," he said sadly.
"We all have to grow older," I answered with a slight smile. "These things are a part of life."
He shook his head as he looked at me again.
"Seishirou-san…" I mumbled affectionately.
Then, he pushed himself off the bed and pulled my gloved hands to get up. At that moment, Hokuto barged into the room and said, "I get to work with you this time!!!"
My eyes blinked as some part of me said, "Great!" The other part of me looked at Seishirou and at my sister. "Not good," it said.
"What did Grandmother say?" I asked as Hokuto pulled both of our arms into the kitchen.
As we sat on the stools, Hokuto-chan, who was wearing black cat ears, a tight black leotard, and a white skirt, served us coffee on the counter.
"This is a special case…" she said in a serious tone while lowering her head for a moment.
I knew this wasn't going to be an easy one in the least, but there was this creepy crawly feeling running up my spine as I looked at her.
She leaned her arms forward and drank her tea. "Grandmother said that a client called because she wants to find her son. He has been missing for several months and she has no one to ask. The police have abandoned the case."
"Why did they abandon the case?" Seishirou asked as he folded his hands and looked seriously at Hokuto.
"They already suspect that he's dead, and the mother just wants to know what happened to him. Painful as it is." Hokuto explained. "She keeps on having dreams that he's crying as if he were five-years-old once more. Lost and alone."
She continued, "And the mother believes it may have something to do with a modeling agency here in Tokyo called 'Wonderland'. It's been very popular, but she suspects they have something to do with it."
I looked at Hokuto and folded my hands on my lap with a contemplative look on my face. My eyes shifted from side to side. I nodded my head. "So, what must I do?"
"Grandmother says be careful. You'll have to pose as a model who's a free-lance right now, but you're looking for regular work." She then smiled and clapped her hands. "And I'm right here to provide your wardrobe."
She then cackled, "And Sei-chan?"
Hokuto caught his chin and smiled widely with her eyes closed. "Will you pretend to be his agent?"
"You don't even have to ask," he answered.
"Model?!" I squeaked as I almost spat the coffee I was drinking. "I-I-I c-can't do that!!!"
Hokuto and Seishirou looked at one another as the glanced at the papers that Hokuto put on the counter of all the info we would need.
"Are you listening to me?" I asked helplessly.
They both nodded, but Seishirou got up, and carried me to the doorway. "H-hey, what are you doing?"
"We're going to take some very nice pictures, aren't we?" Hokuto cackled as Seishirou put me down.
I sighed as we ran around town to make me a portfolio…
So that's how I ended up here.
On a beach, cold and full of salt.
At the end of the shooting, we went back into the rented house and I sneezed. As Hokuto got us warm-chocolate from the snack table downstairs, Seishirou handed me a big towel.
"I've got some salt grains all over my body…" I complained lightly while sneezing and sighing.
As I was going to take the towel, he instead enwrapped it over my shoulders. Then, he pushed me to one wall as he said, "I'll help you with that…"
My cheeks burned as I felt him starting to kiss my neck as I tried to push him gently while saying, "B-but Hokuto-chan…"
He pulled away from me and laughed. "I couldn't help myself."
With his palm on his chin, he looked at me from head to toe. "I could just eat you right now," he pondered aloud.
Steam was coming out of my ears as I ran to the bathroom. "You better not try to get in!"
"That's no fun," he answered with a naughty grin.
"Sei-seishirou-san!" I stammered as I closed the door.
But I could still feel his lips on my neck as I took a shower. I shook my head and said to myself, "He always tries to embarrass me."
Could someone love you that much?
I wasn't so sure.
I didn't know anything about love.
All I knew was that I was getting there…
…especially when his warm eyes looked so honest as he said, "I don't want you to grow up."
Subaru, stop thinking too much…
I got out of the shower to look before me. "Oh no…"
I was so flustered that I forgot to grab clothes while running here. I blinked and saw the white, medium-sized towel in front of me. I didn't know what was worse: Asking for clothing from them or going to get it?
Oh, they wouldn't be that juvenile to keep it from me…
Wrapping the towel around my hips, I took a deep breath before opening the door.
[*_* "…" * BLUSH *]
As I came out, I stared at them as they stared back at me.
"I forgot my clothes," I explained.
"Something to look forward to when we get married," Seishirou smirked with pleasure while rubbing his chin.
For a moment, I was a deer caught in the headlights. "A-ano…"
Hokuto smiled and affirmed, "I told you he had a good body!"
"It's like the difference between seeing a picture and the real thing." Even Seishirou blinked his eyes. "I may have to rethink what we do on our wedding night."
I blushed so much crimson, I could have been bleeding as I quickly walked past them, and was about to grab something when Hokuto took them and threw them to Seishirou.
"You never fail to amuse me with your maturity, Hokuto-chan," I commented with a sweatdrop while scratching my head.
"Seriously, I want my clothes," I said to Seishirou while sighing.
"While you're like that, we'll give you a new set."
"Why?" I asked as Hokuto's playful tone changed.
"I've arranged for you to 'interview' one of the men who may be a key to this shigoto's answer." Hokuto patted my head. "You'll have to go on a date with one of the magazine's directors and seduce him tomorrow."
"WHAT?!" I put my hands over my mouth because I never really shouted. "Sorry."
"We'll have to train you for a whole day to pretend you're a girl," Hokuto plainly said as she folded her arms and nodded her head. "He's the one who seems to know most about this case. And you may not have seen the way he looked at you, but we sure did."
Seishirou patted my bare shoulder. "I'll be right behind you. And if he touches you, I'll kill him."
"Seishirou-san…" I was kind of touched that he would say that because he felt so strongly. But it also looked like he'd actually do it…
"You're mine," he smiled as he read my face while pushing up his glasses. They glinted under the room light.
"See?! Nothing to worry about!" Hokuto-chan said as she clapped her hands together.
I inquired, "Why do I have to be a girl?"
"So that you can go around the town without being stopped," Hokuto said in an all-knowing tone.
"How so?"
"It seems that there's a pattern he takes on these 'dates'…" she said while assuring me that nothing would happen while they were around.
She explained the details as I sighed while she took out a bag from under the table. Shoving it into my hands, I walked back into the bathroom.
I pulled out whatever was in the bag and blinked my eyes.
"I'm not wearing this!" I loudly protested.
"We're not going through this again, Subaru!" she shouted back at me. "You hear me?! You have twelve days until the end of this shoot. That's the deadline."
I looked at the cloth in front of me and cringed inside.
"This will also be tomorrow's dress for the shoot," she explained to me through the door.
I had to admit it was pretty, but could I pull off being a girl?
In half a day?
I dropped the towel and enwrapped the kimono around my body. Since I didn't know how to wrap anything, a plain, black sash had been provided.
I stared at my reflection as I looked like a young apprentice from Tokugawa times.
There was still that feeling that something wasn't right.
It was as if a white canvas was painted over all wrong…
And for a moment, I thought I saw someone else. I rubbed my eyes again to look at myself.
This kimono was so impressive…
It was dark purple with silver threads running all over like spider webs…
I came out of the bathroom.
And for a second, I couldn't see anything but Seishirou as he stared at me for a moment in awe. He hadn't expected this either, had he?
"You never fail to amaze me," he stated without thinking.
--
Author's note: Wahahaha! Subaru in a kimono?! Yes, I've had a fetish for dressing little bishounen in kimonos, but can you blame me? When I think of a slit showing his legs, I'm already melting. And the towel?! Ahh, I love being a fangirl.
It's kind of hard to write all three of them in the same room because I'm so used to having two characters in a fic and then somewhat integrating other people.
On a different note…Yea! I know where the hell this is going! But please keep in mind, that this will be a somewhat touchy subject. ^^;;; I hope not to offend people, so please accept my sincerity for this issue I will try to write about.