Conflict of Interests

Drabble 25: After Prom

By: Kigen

Unofficially entitled Bedtime Stories of a Crimson Nightmare. Another R fic, though more romance and humor, and no angst… Except for pouty Lyserg. HaoLysergYoh.

Disclaimer: My weekend was complete and utter hell thanks to the fact I work with idiots who find no better reason to mock me than my age, and the fact I don't have a credit card. If I owned Shaman King, there'd be much HaoLysergYoh boy smex, and I'd shove it in their faces along with the words… Never mind. Words not suitable for fan fiction . net.

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Lyserg was idly deciding whether he should attempt to murder Yoh and Hao or if he was quiet enough, that he'd sink into the couch cushions and disappear.

In the aftermath of the ... school girl incident, as horo liked to call it, a bet had been made. If Lyserg was the dress in woman's clothing, and go out alone (followed closely by Yoh and Hao of course) and go one hour without getting hit on by strait men, Yoh and Hao would face a horrible, horrible punishment. However, if Lyserg couldn't go one hour without getting hit on, he'd have to wear a dress to school again. If he got hit on in less than half an hour, he had to wear a dress whenever Hao and Yoh wanted.

Lyserg just barely made three minutes before a guy groped his ass and said that flat chests were sexy.

Two minutes later, a strait man said the same thing to him.

So, against his will, he was forced into a dress for the senior prom.

Picking out the dress had been hell enough. Yoh wanted something sweet and princessy. Hao wanted something that could barely count as fabric, let alone a dress.

In the end, they were both satisfied. Lyserg's chosen dress was a blue spaghetti strap dress that clung to his waist and hips and fell to his ankles. It had a long slit up the side to expose his leg at the twin's insistence. And seeing that Lyserg didn't own any underwear that cut that high, he had been forced to borrow a black thong from Hao.

After making sure it was thoroughly washed and sterilized.

The prom hadn't been too bad. Lyserg even managed to have fun despite his clothing.

And now, here he was at the after party. Horo, Chocolove, and surprisingly enough, Manta were completely smashed. Ren, Anna, and the others were more knowing (or at least cared about) of their alcohol limits.

Lyserg had only had one drink himself (though he wasn't sure what exactly was pushed into his hands), but he wasn't nearly drunk enough not to know what the identical smiles on the twin's faces meant.

Before he could utter a word, Lyserg was grabbed, and the trio slipped out the living room. Going upstairs, where it was much quieter, Yoh and Hao took Lyserg into a room.

It took the dowser only a moment to remember they were at Ren's house, and realize it was Jun's room.

Before he could open his mouth to protest, another mouth swallowed his words.. Hands from behind slid up his sides, and the mouth in front did its best to suck the breath from Lyserg's body.

"Guys, wait." Lyserg panted out as Yoh's lips moved from his mouth to his neck. Hao's hands sliding up his leg through the slit of the dress.

"Not here- now- augh!"

"But you're wearing black." Hao chuckled in his ear.

"The-the dress is b-b-blue." Lyserg groaned through the twin's ministrations.

"He wasn't talking about the dress." Yoh smiled and continued to suck along Lyserg's collar bone.

Hao chuckled as Lyserg continued to writhe in their grasp.

"Silly little Lyserg. Don't you know the tradition about wearing black panties to prom?"

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Came back early. I went to my friend's house… She owns many animals that I am very allergic to, so, early update!

Next chapter… HaoLyserg angst. Involves leaves. I love my abuse muse.

Thanks for reading, please review.

Ja manna-san!