camo_prince | 13 || . . .

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*

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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*

I suppose that I just became... the size I would have been if I were born a girl. I was tiny. Long hair. No chest.

*Unzipped his pants and let them drop before grabbing the kimono and slipping it on.*

....help me tie it?

*Maguri's eyes averted quickly, neverminding the fact that he'd seen it all before, but with the request for help, he looked back over and nodded.*

Yeah, of course. *He took the obi from him and reached around Hibari's waist and fed the cloth through under his arms and wrapped it around snugly and then paused* ...you tie this some special way, right?

Oh... right. You wouldn't really know how to tie it, would you.

Well, let's see. *He frowned slightly and turned around, taking the obi back from him and he started to carefully tie it himself. In the front.*

*Maguri stepped back and let Hibari tie off the obi, thinking nothing of the way he was tying it.*

You know you look.... you look good in this...

Oh~?

*He smirked and stepped back toward the bed where he laid back on it, propped up on his elbows. His legs spread apart slightly and he stared up over at Maguri. Cue sexyface.*

I think this is more appropriate..?

*Maguri's face flushed and his heart raced a little until suddenly he realized something. Why in the hell did he have him cross-dress?!*

.... I uh... *He tensed up a little and looked away* T-This was a bad idea, sorry. I'm such an idiot.

Come here. Don't be shy.

*Outstreched his arm, palm open to Maguri, beckoning him closer. He didn't really understand at all why the blond was so hesitant, he just figured that he'd gotten too shy all of a sudden.*

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