Conflict of Interests
Drabble 21: Locker Room 1
By: Kigen
Unofficially entitled Bedtime Stories of a Crimson Nightmare. Teen, because 13 year olds already know all about this sort of thing. Humor, and cross dressing Lyserg, as promised. It's a longer drabble than most too.
Disclaimer: I have been upgraded to one free pop status every time I enter at the anime store I unofficially live at on the weekends. If I owned Shaman King, not only would the store also carry some HaoLysergYoh doujinshi, but I would be their partner instead of just under the free pop status.
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Lyserg walked out of the showers, towel firmly wrapped around his waist. The last thing he needed was Hao to find him like this. Empty locker room, crowded locker room; it didn't matter to the pyro shaman.
Let's just say that now everyone in the entire school, knew that Yoh, Hao, and Lyserg were off the dating market.
Seeing that the pyro shaman was no where in sight in the mostly empty locker room, Lyserg went to get dressed. Yoh was gone already. Most likely he had dragged Hao away for Lyserg's sake.
Lyserg didn't need to sit in front of the aged principal AGAIN to discuss improper conduct during school hours.
Sighing with relief that today wouldn't be too bad, Lyserg opened his locker...
Only to have his world crass down around him.
There, sitting looking oh so innocent in his locker was the most disturbing thing Lyserg had ever seen.
The white shirt was seemingly innocent It wasn't too different then the one he had worn to school that morning.
But the rest of his outfit...
Those loose white thigh high socks that would probably hang off his calves.
Those brown shoes that had the slightest of heals on them.
The designated skirt for the female uniform... though several inches too short.
The damn white panties with a little pink bow on the front...
And the words 'property of Asakura' on the back.
In a panic, Lyserg rummaged through all his clothing. Every single article of clothing he had was missing. Not a single sock of his male clothing remained.
Lyserg weighed his options.
Either he go and wear the female uniform for the rest of the day; no doubt being humiliated, teased, molested, and jumped by Hao, possibly Yoh, and random other guys who were convinced he was a girl.
If he heard the term 'flat chested, but hot' directed at him one more time...
Another option was to put on the outfit, ditch, and go home to change. But Lyserg supposed getting molested at school where Hao, Yoh, and others would ward off potential rapists was better then meeting middle aged rapists on the nearly forty minute walk home.
The third, which was simply borrowing another guy's clothing wasn't an option.
No one was brave (stupid) enough to mess with one of Hao's potential schemes.
The fourth was to sit in his towel all day in the locker room until someone came to get him at the end of the day. He could get his real clothes back from Hao or quite possibly Yoh (the nightie, oh god the nightie destroyed all of Lyserg's faith in the shaman), and they could all go home happily.
Lserg was going to go with that option... until he remembered the way the substitute gym teacher, who's office was connected to said locker room; had been staring at his ass when they were running laps.
Gritting his teeth and wished that he could just die (suicide was his fifth option, but morphine would quickly stop any attempts he made), Lyserg began to get dressed.
Morphine watched her master change, trying to hide her giggles and failing horribly.
"I'm glad you're enjoying this." Lyserg grumbled. The locker room was now empty, no one to hear him talk to 'himself.'
He buttoned up the shirt, pulling on the skirt, socks, and throwing the previously unseen bra into a nearby trash can.
He swore, when he got his hands on those two...
Holding the panties in his hands, Lyserg wondered whether or not he should just go commando the rest of the day. Standing up and having a rather healthy breeze felt in his nether regions and realizing the actual length of the skirt, Lyserg quickly slide the panties on.
Why the hell did woman's underwear have to be so tight?
Counting his blessings that it wasn't a thong, Lyserg looked in the mirror. He wondered if he slipped on the hair clips that had also been included and changing his name to, Laura or something, people would buy that he was a new female student.
Lyserg quickly shook his head. He was going to leave the locker room, track down the twins, get his REAL clothes back, and then commit murder in a very messy, bloody, painful manner.
Taking a deep breath, Lyserg left the locker room, and was immediately greeted by a whistle and a smack on the ass.
Lyserg was going to find Anna first so she could help him punish the twins before murdering them in a messy, bloody, painful manner.
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Hope you all enjoyed that little piece. And yes, there will be a sequal in the future so we can find out who exactly stole Lyserg's man clothes and his rapidly waning masculinity.
Next chapter… I dunno. Probably angst. I still have a few of those to unload.
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Ja manna-san!