Unclean
I do not own any characters from Paradise Kiss. Paradise Kiss is copyright Ai Yazawa and Tokyopop.
A/N: Ah! I'm on a roll! Three chapters!
Ch. 3: Soiled
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Yamamoto closed the door behind him. "What are you doing, George?" he asked, as his counterpart sat the box on a coffee table.
"Well, I said that it was HIS birthday in the winter... But... Today is HER birthday..." he grinned and nudged the box over to Yamamoto.
The boy blinked, taking the box. He opened it slowly.
Inside sat the most beautiful dress Yamamoto had ever seen. It was lilac, covered in lace and beads. He pulled it out, letting the box fall to the floor as he held it up, staring in awe.
"It's so cute! It's...lovely!"
George smiled happily. "Try it on."
Yamamoto almost dropped the dress but he caught himself. He lowered it, draping it over his arm. "George, what are you talking about?! I can't do that!"
"Why not?" George smirked slightly.
"I'm- I'm- I'm a boy!"
"So?" the boy asked. "Who said that because you were a boy you couldn't wear dresses?"
"It's not... proper!"
The young George walked over to Yamamoto. "Who cares if it's proper?" He paused. "I made that dress just for you... I wanna see you in it..."
Yamamoto blushed deeply. He couldn't believe it.
In a matter of minutes, the young boy was in the dress. His hair was combed straight, and the dress fit perfectly. The two boys danced around, watching the dress twirl out as Yamamoto spun.
He had never felt so elated in his life. He loved it. The door opened suddenly. Both boys stopped, looking up at the body in the door-frame, a guilty look plastered on their faces.
Sebastian was quite taken aback. At first he didn't know what to say... then his face melted into a smile. "I was wondering if the young sirs wanted some tea... But, I must have gotten the wrong room. All I see is a sir and a very pretty miss."
Yamamoto- no, Isabella grinned.
After Sebastian had left, Isabella turned to George. "Thank you, George..."
"For what?" he smiled.
"For making me happy," Isabella answered, smiling happily.
"No problem, Yama- wait! We need to get you a female name now!"
George spent the night that night.
They eventually agreed on "Isabella".
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He pulled the covers over himself tighter. Why? Why couldn't things be like they used to?
Looking down, studying the darkness, he realized something...
Maybe George should know what was going on?
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A/N: Wai! I hope you all don't mind some shonen-ai hints. I'm not sure if it'll become a shonen-ai or not yet. I like shonen-ai though, so probably... Heh.
I do not own any characters from Paradise Kiss. Paradise Kiss is copyright Ai Yazawa and Tokyopop.
A/N: Ah! I'm on a roll! Three chapters!
Ch. 3: Soiled
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Yamamoto closed the door behind him. "What are you doing, George?" he asked, as his counterpart sat the box on a coffee table.
"Well, I said that it was HIS birthday in the winter... But... Today is HER birthday..." he grinned and nudged the box over to Yamamoto.
The boy blinked, taking the box. He opened it slowly.
Inside sat the most beautiful dress Yamamoto had ever seen. It was lilac, covered in lace and beads. He pulled it out, letting the box fall to the floor as he held it up, staring in awe.
"It's so cute! It's...lovely!"
George smiled happily. "Try it on."
Yamamoto almost dropped the dress but he caught himself. He lowered it, draping it over his arm. "George, what are you talking about?! I can't do that!"
"Why not?" George smirked slightly.
"I'm- I'm- I'm a boy!"
"So?" the boy asked. "Who said that because you were a boy you couldn't wear dresses?"
"It's not... proper!"
The young George walked over to Yamamoto. "Who cares if it's proper?" He paused. "I made that dress just for you... I wanna see you in it..."
Yamamoto blushed deeply. He couldn't believe it.
In a matter of minutes, the young boy was in the dress. His hair was combed straight, and the dress fit perfectly. The two boys danced around, watching the dress twirl out as Yamamoto spun.
He had never felt so elated in his life. He loved it. The door opened suddenly. Both boys stopped, looking up at the body in the door-frame, a guilty look plastered on their faces.
Sebastian was quite taken aback. At first he didn't know what to say... then his face melted into a smile. "I was wondering if the young sirs wanted some tea... But, I must have gotten the wrong room. All I see is a sir and a very pretty miss."
Yamamoto- no, Isabella grinned.
After Sebastian had left, Isabella turned to George. "Thank you, George..."
"For what?" he smiled.
"For making me happy," Isabella answered, smiling happily.
"No problem, Yama- wait! We need to get you a female name now!"
George spent the night that night.
They eventually agreed on "Isabella".
-----
He pulled the covers over himself tighter. Why? Why couldn't things be like they used to?
Looking down, studying the darkness, he realized something...
Maybe George should know what was going on?
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A/N: Wai! I hope you all don't mind some shonen-ai hints. I'm not sure if it'll become a shonen-ai or not yet. I like shonen-ai though, so probably... Heh.