(especially for Ysabet. We all need something to make us laugh occasionally...)
The first thing Takeshi was aware of as he woke up was a faint draft. And the grass tickling his legs. Which was odd because his trouser legs should have prevented the grass from ever touching his skin. And he knew he had been wearing pants when he left the house this morning...
His subconscious kicked in and informed him that he probably didn't want to know because it was most likely 'A Bad Thing'. Like the time when Kentarou had gotten hyped up on chocolate covered espresso beans, beat the School record for just about every track and field event, including the marathon. And then Takeshi had been called out of his nice little hiding spot to get his partner down from the top of a very tall palm tree that -should- have been impossible to climb. He still wasn't sure how Kentarou had fallen asleep up there when the sugar rush wore off, but he had just been grateful at the time that it had.
If he -ever- saw Kentarou leer at him like that again, it would be too soon.
Takeshi debated for a moment if he really wanted to wake up and see what had happened, because he KNEW he wasn't going to like it, but ultimately decided that it was just better to get it over with.
His eyelids felt sticky and heavy as he sat up and tried to open them. He idly reached up and rubbed the back of his head, encountering several bumps and something sticking in his hair as he did so. He could vaguely remember running into a tree, which accounted for one of the bumps, and the rest had the feeling of Erii's mallet to them. He couldn't quite remember what he could have done to receive that many hits so he concentrated on pulling what ever was stuck in his hair out.
It was a barrette.
Takeshi looked down at what he had been wearing.
He had been right the first time. He hadn't wanted to know.
Short was the first thing that came to mind. Followed by green. Pastel sea-foam green. He actually would have preferred blue, but he supposed he should have felt grateful that at least it wasn't pink. It was also on the tight side.
A stray thought hit him and he lifted up the collar to take a peek and discovered that someone had a really sick sense of humour.
Not only was he in a short sea-foam green dress, he was wearing a blue lacy teddy under it. And he was pretty sure he had just found his socks, stuffed in the bra. It also felt like he was also wearing a garter belt and stockings too, but he wasn't about to check that right now.
"Ano..." Takeshi looked up into a pair of concerned grey eyes. "Is everything alright, Miss?"
It was Ijyuin Akira, the Elementary School Student Treasurer. The younger boy looked rather worried as he looked at him.
Takeshi opened his mouth, and nothing came out. There really wasn't anything he could say to that.
"Is something wrong, Ijyuin?" A familiar voice asked. Takeshi turned to see the youngest Imonoyama walk up with his best friend and bodyguard. He didn't care if the blue haired boy was smaller or younger; there was no way in heck he was going to do anything to get on the wrong side of the young Takamura. Especially while he was glaring like that.
"This lady appears lost." Ijyuin said innocently.
The Imonoyama's eyebrow raised as he cast a speculative look over the 'lady'. Takeshi began to sweat. "Well then it is always our duty to help a woman in trouble. Perhaps the lady would care to join us for some tea and cake-?"
It was about there that Takeshi's brain went into melt down. It was one thing to be dressed as a female, embarrassing undergarments and all. He could -almost- deal with that. But when other men started asking him out to tea...
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!"
Takeshi took off running, screaming is head off the entire way.
*****
Suoh gave Nokoru a contemplative look. "What did you do this time, Kaichou?" He asked in a long-suffering tone.
Noroku's shoulders shook as he attempted to hide his laughter. "Nothing, nothing at all." He said, opening this fan to flash the message 'Who? Me?' at his friend. "I didn't do anything."
"The poor lady." Akira said sadly. "I hope she's okay."
Suoh and Noroku shared a look before they both turned away and coughed, doing their best not to laugh at their somewhat naive friend.
"I'm sure 'she's' fine." Noroku finally commented, hiding his face behind his fan. "Why we go get some tea?"
"Tea sounds good." Suoh agreed, steering his friends back towards the Elementary Student Council Building. He just -knew- that Noroku had known something about Shuukaidou-sempai being in drag, but couldn't prove it.
And his Kaichou had the strangest sense of humour sometimes....
Fin.
Um... last part kinda is in reference to a fic that was halfway written when it kinda deleted itself...
Anyway.
Thanks to my co-worker Lil X Girl, who suggested Takepon in lingerie, and then was most helpful with the descriptions. Even if we didn't end up using the crotchless or edible underwear... ^^;; (that was a FUN conversation)
Sea Foam green is due to Sharlene-dono, who was commenting about the colour for bridesmaid dresses.
'Nuff said.
The first thing Takeshi was aware of as he woke up was a faint draft. And the grass tickling his legs. Which was odd because his trouser legs should have prevented the grass from ever touching his skin. And he knew he had been wearing pants when he left the house this morning...
His subconscious kicked in and informed him that he probably didn't want to know because it was most likely 'A Bad Thing'. Like the time when Kentarou had gotten hyped up on chocolate covered espresso beans, beat the School record for just about every track and field event, including the marathon. And then Takeshi had been called out of his nice little hiding spot to get his partner down from the top of a very tall palm tree that -should- have been impossible to climb. He still wasn't sure how Kentarou had fallen asleep up there when the sugar rush wore off, but he had just been grateful at the time that it had.
If he -ever- saw Kentarou leer at him like that again, it would be too soon.
Takeshi debated for a moment if he really wanted to wake up and see what had happened, because he KNEW he wasn't going to like it, but ultimately decided that it was just better to get it over with.
His eyelids felt sticky and heavy as he sat up and tried to open them. He idly reached up and rubbed the back of his head, encountering several bumps and something sticking in his hair as he did so. He could vaguely remember running into a tree, which accounted for one of the bumps, and the rest had the feeling of Erii's mallet to them. He couldn't quite remember what he could have done to receive that many hits so he concentrated on pulling what ever was stuck in his hair out.
It was a barrette.
Takeshi looked down at what he had been wearing.
He had been right the first time. He hadn't wanted to know.
Short was the first thing that came to mind. Followed by green. Pastel sea-foam green. He actually would have preferred blue, but he supposed he should have felt grateful that at least it wasn't pink. It was also on the tight side.
A stray thought hit him and he lifted up the collar to take a peek and discovered that someone had a really sick sense of humour.
Not only was he in a short sea-foam green dress, he was wearing a blue lacy teddy under it. And he was pretty sure he had just found his socks, stuffed in the bra. It also felt like he was also wearing a garter belt and stockings too, but he wasn't about to check that right now.
"Ano..." Takeshi looked up into a pair of concerned grey eyes. "Is everything alright, Miss?"
It was Ijyuin Akira, the Elementary School Student Treasurer. The younger boy looked rather worried as he looked at him.
Takeshi opened his mouth, and nothing came out. There really wasn't anything he could say to that.
"Is something wrong, Ijyuin?" A familiar voice asked. Takeshi turned to see the youngest Imonoyama walk up with his best friend and bodyguard. He didn't care if the blue haired boy was smaller or younger; there was no way in heck he was going to do anything to get on the wrong side of the young Takamura. Especially while he was glaring like that.
"This lady appears lost." Ijyuin said innocently.
The Imonoyama's eyebrow raised as he cast a speculative look over the 'lady'. Takeshi began to sweat. "Well then it is always our duty to help a woman in trouble. Perhaps the lady would care to join us for some tea and cake-?"
It was about there that Takeshi's brain went into melt down. It was one thing to be dressed as a female, embarrassing undergarments and all. He could -almost- deal with that. But when other men started asking him out to tea...
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!"
Takeshi took off running, screaming is head off the entire way.
*****
Suoh gave Nokoru a contemplative look. "What did you do this time, Kaichou?" He asked in a long-suffering tone.
Noroku's shoulders shook as he attempted to hide his laughter. "Nothing, nothing at all." He said, opening this fan to flash the message 'Who? Me?' at his friend. "I didn't do anything."
"The poor lady." Akira said sadly. "I hope she's okay."
Suoh and Noroku shared a look before they both turned away and coughed, doing their best not to laugh at their somewhat naive friend.
"I'm sure 'she's' fine." Noroku finally commented, hiding his face behind his fan. "Why we go get some tea?"
"Tea sounds good." Suoh agreed, steering his friends back towards the Elementary Student Council Building. He just -knew- that Noroku had known something about Shuukaidou-sempai being in drag, but couldn't prove it.
And his Kaichou had the strangest sense of humour sometimes....
Fin.
Um... last part kinda is in reference to a fic that was halfway written when it kinda deleted itself...
Anyway.
Thanks to my co-worker Lil X Girl, who suggested Takepon in lingerie, and then was most helpful with the descriptions. Even if we didn't end up using the crotchless or edible underwear... ^^;; (that was a FUN conversation)
Sea Foam green is due to Sharlene-dono, who was commenting about the colour for bridesmaid dresses.
'Nuff said.