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*Maguri was given just a moment to stare as it all came tumbling down on him, gold eyes huge and in shock and his mouth was hanging open and then.... then he was buried. There had been no time for escapes or to even call for help. Instead, from under that pile(and after having spit out half of a shirt sleeve), Maguri tried to reach out, fingers reaching for freedom. There was also the muffled sound of his talking or complaining, likely both, but it was pretty much unintelligble at the moment, though "help me" could be made out if one was listening...*

*Aw, Hibari couldn't resist that pitiful little call for help. Once he heard it, he slowly turned and slid off the bed, padding on over to the lively lump of clothing. He reached in and tugged Maguri out and into his arms in one smooth gesture.*

...yeah. So. I have a lot of clothes.

*UNDERSTATEMENT OF THE YEAR.*

*Maguri just stared at him a long moment, frazzled*

No. Kidding.

How do you even FIND anything in there?! I thought I was gonna die!

I know precisely what everything is under. But. You know.

IT'S NOT A BAD THING TO HAVE A LOT OF CLOTHING, EVERYONE HAS FLAWS, I HAVE THIS ONE HOARDING TENDENCY TO COLLECT ALL OF THE MOST FASHIONABLE PIECES I CAN FIND REGARDLESS OF THE SEASON BECAUSE I KNOW I'M JUST GOING TO WEAR THEM EVENTUALLY SO IT'S OKAY AND NOT A BIG DEAL AT ALL.

*...imagine that as one loud, very run-on sentence. Because it was.*

Yeah, sure, no big deal except it's like a death-trap in your closet!

Man, you were serious when you said you must shop a lot. Geez! *Now that Maguri felt sure nothing further was going to fall on him from in there, he pulled away from Hibari and knelt by the pile that had spilled forth, sifting through it idly*

You're crazy if you knew where everything was in there. How would you get stuff out even if you did know where it was?

Sheer willpower. *Said with a completely straight face. There wasn't anything of note in the pile that fell out.. except for a long black wig.

Hanging in his closet were a few things... a woman's kimono, his feather cloak, an adorable sky blue dress that was definitely WAY too small for Hibari.*

*Stared back up at him in disbelief until his wandering hands came across what didn't feel like clothes and he looked back to find hair in his hands*

DJiosfps!

*Maguri scrambled back* Y-You sure the closet hasn't killed anyone before?! Th-That was someone's head!

It is not someone's head. It's a wig. Pay attention to what you're doing, Chestnut. You're going to give yourself a heart-attack...

*Shook his head slightly, just hoping he doesn't ask why he has it in the first place.*

*That was asking for too much, Hibari* A... wig? *He crawled back over and poked at it and then lifted it up and out of the pile, eyeing it*

What the hell for?

Personal reasons. *Yup, that's all you were gonna get, Maguri!*

*Staaaaaared*

....Ooookay. *He set the wig back down and decided he wasn't sure he wanted to know. He then peered into the closet from around the pile* ...Kyouyan, isn't that a girl's...?

Personal reasons. *Cut him off right there because he knew he'd ask.*

*Maguri slowly looked back at him and then back into the closet. He was guessing asking about the little dress would get a similar answer, huh? Somehow his idea didn't seem so brilliant anymore.*

What's that feathered thing anyway then?

Oh. I got that when I was a girl the second time around... goes with the fairy tale that I was in.

*The fact that he was able to speak about something like being a girl in a fairy tale so easily... really kind of annoyed him.*

A girl... the second time... I uh... I see.

*Shook his head violently* What?! This place is crazy!

.... What is it then? What fairytale is it for?

Tale of the Bamboo Cutter. I was the moon princess, Kaguya.

...though, it was like the story was tweaked to cater to my personality. I was going around challenging people. If someone could defeat me in battle they'd earn the right to marry me.

You were a princess? Of the mooon? *He felt crazy just saying that aloud*

At least the battling thing sounds like you.

*He stepped a bit closer, trying not to step on anything and tried to lean in to pull it out, curious*

Edited 2010-03-14 02:58 (UTC)

Mm. The princess gains compassion and doesn't want to go back to the moon. Her guardians come to get her and when they put the feather cloak around her shoulders, her compassion disappears and leaves her with nothing tying her down here.

...when I put it on, it takes away my fighting spirit.

*Maguri stretched a little further, fingers just barely out of reach before he tripped forward and landed face first on the backend of the pile of clothing. However, he had managed to grasp the cloak in the process and as he crawled back off the clothing, he brought it with him and held it up as he sat on the ground, looking it over*

Takes away your fighting spirit? Like, seriously? *It was definitely pretty, the feathers all done up together like they were...*

That's right. Takes it away for however long I wear it.

..a shame. It's very nice and as I recall, it's very warm.

*Stood and held it out toward him* It's either this, a dress or the kimono. I'll leave it up to you, heh.

*He realized there were probably other things in there to look through, but he didn't think it was worth the trauma to keep searching in there either*

Any of them are fine. I really don't have a preference... no matter what I choose I'm going to be cross-dressing.

*He seemeda little irked but it was mostly just for show.*

*Considered a moment* The kimono. I don't even know how that tiny dress thing would fit you anyway and I don't want to go back to my place for the other one.

The tiny dress is from the first time I was a girl. I was that small.

*Glanced down at the kimono and winced... there were a lot of raunchy memories associated with that, luckily though he was drunk through most of that.. so it wouldn't bug him too much.*

...all right. I'll wear this.

*So he stood up and pulled his shirt off over his head.* ..bring it here?

You shrunk when you were a girl?

*He leaned into the closet and managed to grab the kimono without falling over this time and brought it over to him. Gold eyes glanced over the other boy's frame briefly before he handed it over with a faint blush*

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