~Chapter Two~! GASP!
Author's Note! READ~: Okay! Second chapter and going STRONG. Anyways, this chapter has crossdressing, swearing, and …GASP! What seems like an INNOCENT ICHIGO? What will happen! Read and Review!
The twins kept dragging Ichigo, who was struggling like crazy.
"What are you gonna do to me? Rape me or something?" Ichigo joked. But sadly for Ichigo ( but way fangirl-tastic for us) the twins eyes lit up. They quickly pulled to a stop, making Ichigo fall forward.
"This is so going to get us high points!" yelled a fairly excited twin.
"Should we hold the damages against him or leave him clueless?" debated the other twin, nudging the scowling teen back on the ground again. The two twins stared at each other.
"CLUELESS!" they both shouted, giggling like highs school girls. They both picked up Ichigo again and ran into the school. If you happened to be a random student walking to your class, you may have seen the wondrous sight of two handsome twins with grins, carrying a struggling sexy redhead into the washroom. Were they going to make out with him? Molest him? Maybe do NAUGHTY things? Your imagination runs wild.
Anyways, the twins dragged Ichigo into a stall and locked the door. To keep Ichigo from breaking free, one of the twins reached into his pocket and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. He quickly slapped them on to Ichigo's wrists before he could react.
"What the fuck?" Ichigo shouted, struggling against the cuffs. His elbow slammed on to the wall, porcelain cracking, yet Ichigo was not affected.
"I think we should force him to do or demands. He's not the sort of guy who would just do it with nothing against him" pointed out the twin who grabbed out his phone and started dialing.
"Yeah, I think your right," said the other twin, examining the broken porcelain.
"Alright. Question number one: Do you want to be sued in any way?" asked the kneeling twin.
"Hell to the fucking no?" replied Ichigo, haughtily.
"Okay, if you'd rather not get sued, you have to follow my twin, Hikaru and I, Kaoru's every command," said the twin called Kaoru.
"No," was the orange headed teen's response.
Kaoru stared at Ichigo while Ichigo glared at Kaoru. After a minute of no movement of any sort, Ichigo started to get impatient. Ichigo scowled and flicked Kaoru in the eye.
"I'll take that as a yes! And ow?" Kaoru said, rubbing his eye.
Ichigo sighed. His family couldn't afford to get sued. It took enough money just to get the freaking shoelaces on the leather shoes! The rest of the uniform was a welcoming gift from the school.
"," Ichigo groaned, closing his eyes tightly.
"Hey Kaoru. The "supplies" will be here in a minute or so," stated Hikaru, flipping his phone shut.
"Good, good. Now Ichigo, this is what you have to do…
Where is Hikaru and Kaoru? The guests have already arrived!" Tamaki whined to Kyoya.
"I don't know," Kyoya replied, pushing his glasses up.
The music room was full of pretty, young ladies, laughing and talking with the hosts. Suddenly, the door flung open.
"Sorry we were lat."
"Something interesting caught our eye."
Many eyes looked at the two twins standing casual with their hands on their hips. Everybody's gaze traveled to what seemed like leashes in the twins' hands. The black leashes lead to an exquisite black collar, studded with…. ruby strawberries? But what astonished the room even more was the beautiful boy owning the collar.
The stunning teen had a headband of red and white frills adorning his messy, ruffled sunset orange hair, barley touching those innocent honey-gold eyes, surrounded by long, light lashes. The straight nose in-between exquisitely high, pink cheek bones. Plump, light pink lips were open just a bit from shock.
The cute dress surrounded the boy's muscular, yet slim figure perfectly, pronouncing his feminine curves. The dress itself was a masterpiece, despite the boy. A round, frilled collar with a giant red ribbon pinned in the middle. In the centre sat a red strawberry. Strawberry fettish much? It was very tight around the waist and had ribbons crisscrossing on the back. The skirt was mid thigh length, ribbons and lace running over it in layers, barley covering the boy's long, tanned legs.
"OMG! Who is he? He's so hot!"
"Just adorable!"
"His hair! It's gorgeous.
Ichigo grimaced. What the fuck was wrong with these people? Seeing a guy in a dress was "cute"?
Yeah, right.
Author's Note~: I know, I know. I cut it short and the ending was horrible! But I really wanted to post this on already! SORRY! Anyways, I'll make sure the next chapter is on soon! That is if you REVIEW! SO YOU SHOULD! Just saying. CLICK THAT BUTTON, MAN!