5. Lies, Guys (in dresses) and Trying Times

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Charlotte P.O.V.

"Yeah, when did you change tops?" Tala curiously added, cocking his head to the side.

I looked down and practically swore under my breath, in the mad dash to make sure I didn't arouse suspicion I'd grabbed Nate's shirt (and thankfully my own jeans, God only knows the looks I'd receive otherwise) and flung it on. So I did what any good ninja-spy would do – lie.

"Yeah, Nate loaned it to me about a week ago but I kept forgetting to try it on. I brought it with me to see if it fit," Tugging on the hem of the shirt (which was slightly snug) to emphasise my point I grinned at Tala who brightly grinned back, clearly accepting my answer but Kai didn't look so easily convinced. With my cheeriest smile I looked over to Tala and as if noticing for the first time, regarded his strange outfit. "But I don't think it's my fashion choices that you summoned me about…" Tala twirled around excitedly for me, a little too quickly, giving me a less that desirable view I now have etched permanently into my memory.

I massaged my temples just to get across how sick of super-psycho Tala I am; don't get me wrong, I adore Tala – he's an awesome guy and heaps of fun to be around, but there's a limit to how much crazy I can take from him and he crossed that when he said he loved rainbows about a week ago. "Tala," I sighed, knowing I was going to regret the answer, "Why are you in a dress?" He giggled cheekily throwing some glitter over me, which earned him my best unimpressed look.
"I'm the Tala the Tango Fairy of Russia!" I nodded slowly, internally cursing myself for letting Tala near my childhood collection of fairy books. He tapped my nose with his sparkly orange wand and I glared at him unamused so he pouted adorably (I know, I never thought I'd say it either but he's got really cute blue eyes). Sighing I held my arms out for a hug which he gratefully leapt into, "Charlotte, do I make a pretty fairy?" His voice sounded so childlike I nearly forgot I was staring at a Russian male who was a year and a half older than I was.

"The prettiest, Tala." He looked so elated with my answer and then turned to Kai and stuck out his tongue. Or at least, where Kai had been standing which was now an empty space. Tala and I spun around in circles to work out where he was until I felt a gloved hand running down my back.

"So what do you think of me then?" I think I died a little in that second as I slowly turned around to be confronted with Kai in his costume complete with feather boa. The sad thing was he actually looked better than I did in it. His pale skin clashed in a really, dare I say it, hot way with the black and red ensemble and despite his lack of feminine curves his very sexy strut (which was in black stiletto heels mind you) more than made up for it, he'd even gone so far as to rub off his famous face paint and replace it with red lipstick. I was honestly half expecting "All That Jazz" from Chicago to start playing though I'm glad it didn't, my mind still needed to wrap itself around the fact he looked amazing in a dress. Tala glared at him and he glared back and I pretended to realize what was going on, even though I'd known all along and was silently wishing I could be back behind the monitor so I wouldn't have to face Kai's heated garnet gaze.

"You called me in here to decide who the better cross-dresser is huh?" They both nodded and advanced suddenly on me like sharks, circling around me so there was no option of escape.
"So who is it? Me or him?" They moved so fast it was impossible to tell who was talking, only that I had to answer or else… I tried to wriggle free but they trapped me between the two of them and suddenly I realised how the Bladebreakers must have felt when they walked in. Tala leaned on my right shoulder pouting adorably fluttering his lashes (and I could see now that there was three inches in between our faces that he was wearing badly applied mascara) and Kai leaned on my left, winding my hair in and out of his gloved fingers seductively and whispering playfully in my ear (never thought I'd say that either, but he's ridiculously charming when he wants to be…).

Between them compressing me and Kai's incredibly intimate contact I found myself almost gasping for air begging the universe for some kind of escape. With a sudden burst of strength I shrugged them both off and dashed for the stairs, only getting about half way before deeming it safe and just collapsing. Tala and Kai looked at one another before looking down sheepishly; they knew they'd overstepped the boundaries.

"Sweetie, sorry we kind of overloaded you. We just thought you're good with objective opinions so you'd be able to answer us." I was startled that Tala returned to his old self, if only for the moment he confronted me. Mustering all my strength I beamed at them both. Here goes nothing…

"You want my objective opinion? Here; Tala you need to learn to either apply your mascara better or get someone else to do it and don't twirl around too quickly or people will be blinded by your flashing." Tala's eyes widened and he tugged on the hem of the dress uncomfortably as I turned to Kai. "The annoying thing about you is you looked better than I did in that dress, but if you're going to act like someone out of Moulin Rouge you've got to give it everything you've got! No half-baked performances Hitawari!"

"Did someone say baked-wha…Kai what are you wearing?" Couldn't have picked a better moment myself Tyson.

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