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Courting D
Chapter 5
by Neko Athena^o,o^
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After what felt like hours to the distraught detective, D finally relented.
"There, Detective... *sigh* I suppose I am finished..."
"Thank Go-"
"With the makeup, at least."
"Huh!? Uh oh..."
"There you are, now..." D moved aside and spun the chair toward the mirrors. "What do you think?"
"Ah... wow... I'm, uh, speechless..."
The Count waited while Leon took in his new visage. He hardly recognized himself. It hadn't turned out how he had expected at all. While trying to sit still, he had been visualizing horrible outcomes, such as himself looking like a tacky drag-queen. That idea had gone too far, he'd even started seeing himself in sequins and high-heels before he'd been able to stop the nightmarish fantasy. However, this was... quite different. The rouge, although blood-red in the box, was barely noticible, only highlighting his cheekbones. The eyeliner gave his eyes an exotic shape and made them stand out, and the lavender eyeshadow... well, he looked more evil than feminine. The crimson lip liner made him look like he was bleeding or something, and he conscientiously touched his lips to make sure it was only color and not blood. Despite this, though, he really couldn't say he looked bad. Just... so very different. A soft sound from behind made him turn. The Count was standing beside and behind the chair with an odd expression on his face. Leon, afraid he had offended D, quickly gave him a more positive response.
"Wow, I'm... really surprised... I don't look like a girl or anything..."
The Count's expression only deepened, and Leon began to fret. Smooth move, now he's probably really insulted. C'mon, think of something to say... He turned back to the mirror and made an attempt to slide out of the chair, when he felt a slight tug on the back of his head. Confused, he stared at his reflection. That's when his eyes fell on his hair.
"Wha?! What the--"
His golden locks, which hither to had been restrained by a rubber band, were now flowing freely behind him. He squinted at his reflection. No, not freely. Instead, his hair seemed to be hanging in many small braids. He tried to sit up again, but again was pulled back. Suddenly, everything fell into place. Even before the tiny squeak of protest reached his ears, he surmised the cause of the tug and his hair's abnormal state.
"Why you dirty, sneaky little rodent!!"
In one swift motion, Leon reached behind his head and grabbed Q-chan. Unwilling to give up on his last braid, the little babbit held on to the strands for dear life, squeaking angrily. Try as he might, Leon could not tug him free... it hurt too much!
"OW!! You little brat!!! Leggo my hair!"
"SQUEEEE!!!! Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr--*chomp*"
"AAAARRRGH! That was my finger!!! You better hope you don't have any diseases, or so help me, I'll... I'll sue!!"
By this time, D was wiping tears from his eyes with a handkerchief he had pulled from his sleeve. By this time, he had given up trying to swallow his chuckles. It seemed that Q-chan was having as much fun as he was! Composing himself, D regarded his comrade's reaction to his make over.
He certainly did not seem angry... well, at least until he discovered Q-chan... does that mean he does not mind? He even seemed to like it... but perhaps I am jumping to conclusions? Oh, Leon...
"D!! Call off this little demon before I'm bald!!"
Leon turned to the Count for help. D cocked an eyebrow.
Oh... Leon!! You... you must be doing this on purpose!! So adorable...
The Count tried to ignore the fiery pout on Leon's face. The look positively burned into his eyes, accentuated by the makeup. It took a few moments before D trusted his voice enough to reprimand Q-chan.
"Ahem... Come now, Q-chan, let the Detective go. We are not done yet, after all."
This stopped them both cold. With a happy wink, Q-chan released Leon's hair and wriggled out of his grip. Leon was too busy gawking at D to hang on.
NOT DONE!!!!??? What the hell ELSE is he planning on doing to me? Oh, GOD, what have I gotten myself into?!
D took Leon's hand and began leading him to a previously-darkened corner of the room.
"Now, of course, to complete your new look, you will please try on these clothes?" D said, ever so politely, gesturing toward a large bamboo screen blocking off the corner.
The screen was decorated by a lovely painting depicting a bridge over a stream. Large koi goldfish were jumping up out of the water gracefully, and two beautiful women in many fine silk robes stood on the bridge and watched. Leon studied the painting, trying to decide whether or not the Count was crazy enough to dress him up like that, and if he was crazy enough to let him. Cautiously, the detective peered around the side of the screen.
"I'll be waiting right here, Detective," cooed D. Leon turned to find him sitting in a chair beside a large three-way mirror. From somewhere, he had also produced a cup of tea, and was eyeing Leon slyly over the rim. "Of course, if you need any... assistance... I'll be happy to help you."
Leon cocked an eyebrow and turned back toward the screen. Is he doing this on purpose just to scare the hell out of me? What is that guy thinking... I wish I could read his mind... well, maybe I DON'T want to know everything he's thinking... oh well, what could it hurt? It's only pride, right?
This is it, Detective. We shall see just what this sudden change of attitude is all about. If you are going to just arrest me, then now is the time. If not... then perhaps... perhaps there is hope... The Count continued to guage Leon's reaction and sip his tea.
*end Ch. 5*
^o,o^- "NYA!!! What will Leon do? Will he let the Count play his little game of 'Dress Up the Detective' or will he take his ball and go home? How far is Leon willing to go for love? What sort of costume do you think the Count has picked out for his lovely prey? So many questions... And just exactly WHY do I put all these questions at the end? Why, so all of you will want to find the answers and read the next chapter, of course! Has it been working? Is it annoying? ACK!!! More questions!! GOMEN NASAI!!!!!!!!! I'll stop now... besides, I think the next chapter might just be the end of our little tale. However, I will say this... I have other things in mind that could take place AFTER this tale, but frankly, I don't have the guts to write it. Perhaps one of you would like to pick it up for me. More details later, at the end of the end. And also, I know I promised three chapters this update, but decided to keep the last one for at least a week for suspense. Also, that gives me more time to set up the 'epilogue' if you want to call it that. Like I said, more info at the end. Until then, minna-san!! *sniff* Does anyone smell fruit??!!........................" ^o,~^
Courting D
Chapter 5
by Neko Athena^o,o^
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After what felt like hours to the distraught detective, D finally relented.
"There, Detective... *sigh* I suppose I am finished..."
"Thank Go-"
"With the makeup, at least."
"Huh!? Uh oh..."
"There you are, now..." D moved aside and spun the chair toward the mirrors. "What do you think?"
"Ah... wow... I'm, uh, speechless..."
The Count waited while Leon took in his new visage. He hardly recognized himself. It hadn't turned out how he had expected at all. While trying to sit still, he had been visualizing horrible outcomes, such as himself looking like a tacky drag-queen. That idea had gone too far, he'd even started seeing himself in sequins and high-heels before he'd been able to stop the nightmarish fantasy. However, this was... quite different. The rouge, although blood-red in the box, was barely noticible, only highlighting his cheekbones. The eyeliner gave his eyes an exotic shape and made them stand out, and the lavender eyeshadow... well, he looked more evil than feminine. The crimson lip liner made him look like he was bleeding or something, and he conscientiously touched his lips to make sure it was only color and not blood. Despite this, though, he really couldn't say he looked bad. Just... so very different. A soft sound from behind made him turn. The Count was standing beside and behind the chair with an odd expression on his face. Leon, afraid he had offended D, quickly gave him a more positive response.
"Wow, I'm... really surprised... I don't look like a girl or anything..."
The Count's expression only deepened, and Leon began to fret. Smooth move, now he's probably really insulted. C'mon, think of something to say... He turned back to the mirror and made an attempt to slide out of the chair, when he felt a slight tug on the back of his head. Confused, he stared at his reflection. That's when his eyes fell on his hair.
"Wha?! What the--"
His golden locks, which hither to had been restrained by a rubber band, were now flowing freely behind him. He squinted at his reflection. No, not freely. Instead, his hair seemed to be hanging in many small braids. He tried to sit up again, but again was pulled back. Suddenly, everything fell into place. Even before the tiny squeak of protest reached his ears, he surmised the cause of the tug and his hair's abnormal state.
"Why you dirty, sneaky little rodent!!"
In one swift motion, Leon reached behind his head and grabbed Q-chan. Unwilling to give up on his last braid, the little babbit held on to the strands for dear life, squeaking angrily. Try as he might, Leon could not tug him free... it hurt too much!
"OW!! You little brat!!! Leggo my hair!"
"SQUEEEE!!!! Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr--*chomp*"
"AAAARRRGH! That was my finger!!! You better hope you don't have any diseases, or so help me, I'll... I'll sue!!"
By this time, D was wiping tears from his eyes with a handkerchief he had pulled from his sleeve. By this time, he had given up trying to swallow his chuckles. It seemed that Q-chan was having as much fun as he was! Composing himself, D regarded his comrade's reaction to his make over.
He certainly did not seem angry... well, at least until he discovered Q-chan... does that mean he does not mind? He even seemed to like it... but perhaps I am jumping to conclusions? Oh, Leon...
"D!! Call off this little demon before I'm bald!!"
Leon turned to the Count for help. D cocked an eyebrow.
Oh... Leon!! You... you must be doing this on purpose!! So adorable...
The Count tried to ignore the fiery pout on Leon's face. The look positively burned into his eyes, accentuated by the makeup. It took a few moments before D trusted his voice enough to reprimand Q-chan.
"Ahem... Come now, Q-chan, let the Detective go. We are not done yet, after all."
This stopped them both cold. With a happy wink, Q-chan released Leon's hair and wriggled out of his grip. Leon was too busy gawking at D to hang on.
NOT DONE!!!!??? What the hell ELSE is he planning on doing to me? Oh, GOD, what have I gotten myself into?!
D took Leon's hand and began leading him to a previously-darkened corner of the room.
"Now, of course, to complete your new look, you will please try on these clothes?" D said, ever so politely, gesturing toward a large bamboo screen blocking off the corner.
The screen was decorated by a lovely painting depicting a bridge over a stream. Large koi goldfish were jumping up out of the water gracefully, and two beautiful women in many fine silk robes stood on the bridge and watched. Leon studied the painting, trying to decide whether or not the Count was crazy enough to dress him up like that, and if he was crazy enough to let him. Cautiously, the detective peered around the side of the screen.
"I'll be waiting right here, Detective," cooed D. Leon turned to find him sitting in a chair beside a large three-way mirror. From somewhere, he had also produced a cup of tea, and was eyeing Leon slyly over the rim. "Of course, if you need any... assistance... I'll be happy to help you."
Leon cocked an eyebrow and turned back toward the screen. Is he doing this on purpose just to scare the hell out of me? What is that guy thinking... I wish I could read his mind... well, maybe I DON'T want to know everything he's thinking... oh well, what could it hurt? It's only pride, right?
This is it, Detective. We shall see just what this sudden change of attitude is all about. If you are going to just arrest me, then now is the time. If not... then perhaps... perhaps there is hope... The Count continued to guage Leon's reaction and sip his tea.
*end Ch. 5*
^o,o^- "NYA!!! What will Leon do? Will he let the Count play his little game of 'Dress Up the Detective' or will he take his ball and go home? How far is Leon willing to go for love? What sort of costume do you think the Count has picked out for his lovely prey? So many questions... And just exactly WHY do I put all these questions at the end? Why, so all of you will want to find the answers and read the next chapter, of course! Has it been working? Is it annoying? ACK!!! More questions!! GOMEN NASAI!!!!!!!!! I'll stop now... besides, I think the next chapter might just be the end of our little tale. However, I will say this... I have other things in mind that could take place AFTER this tale, but frankly, I don't have the guts to write it. Perhaps one of you would like to pick it up for me. More details later, at the end of the end. And also, I know I promised three chapters this update, but decided to keep the last one for at least a week for suspense. Also, that gives me more time to set up the 'epilogue' if you want to call it that. Like I said, more info at the end. Until then, minna-san!! *sniff* Does anyone smell fruit??!!........................" ^o,~^