Nocturne (Open Thread NC-17)

[Alyxandyr Demitrios]

"Alyx...? Do you have to call me that?" Alyxandyr gave the boy an odd look from behind. Oh, how he hated that nickname. He absolutely hated it. People had tried to call him that since he was first able to talk and he'd always gave them a glare and a nice correction. Some of the lucky ones got lectures, too. His brother had been the only one allowed to use the nickname simply because he'd never had the heart to yell at him about it. The nickname did hold a bit of semblance to it for that reason and no one had been allowed to call him that. He'd put people out of jobs over something so simple. Despite his charming qualities, he could be quite the mean person when the right buttons were pushed. But, despite the nickname's hidden meaning, he didn't feel upset with Nami, just surprised. Maybe he'd just let the other use it. It couldn't hurt.. "Nevermind, it's alright. I'd just rather not hear you screaming the name 'Alyx' out in bed, alright? It would be.. awkward, to say the least."

Having now addressed the issue of the nickname, he skipped to the question following it. His job? Ha, he hardly considered it such. Jobs usually required work and he barely did any. There was an occasional bit of paperwork but that was usually done out of boredom instead of neccessity as he could easily find someone else to do it for him. A lot of the people working under him didn't neccessarily appreciate that fact, but he hadn't ever been one to conform to other people's wants. He'd worked hard--No, wait.. He hadn't. His parents had worked hard to establish this company and now, with them being long gone, it was only right for him to assume the position in honor of their hard work. Besides, it lead to quite the cushy lifestyle.

"I don't reallywork, but I own a decently sized company that I inherited a few years back. Mainly it works with the shipping of cargo between planets and such. All I've got to do is make a few important decisions, occasionally meet with a few people, and fill out a few papers." The man explained, giving the younger boy's shoulders one last affectionate carress before he stopped to resume his talk, "You don't have to work when we get back to Zerca if you don't want to. I'll be home most of the time, so we'd be able to spend a lot of time together. But, if you'd rather work than spend time with me and our kid, then that's fine, too."

He was obviously joking. Honestly, he would've been happy for the boy either way. If Nami was happy staying in a bookstore behind the counter all day for unneeded cash, he was just fine with it. He'd have to hang around all day just to make sure the other was fine, but it would be fine for him to hang around. Though, he honestly didn't look forward to when he had to attend meetings and the like. If he was going anywhere farther than ten miles from his home and for longer than a few hours, he ws dragging the boy with him, that was for sure.

He leaned forward, moving to wrap his arms around the boy from behind, his arms draped over the boy's shoulders. It was quite the obstacle to work around when the other was trying to get clean and he knew this, hence the small, mischevious grin on his lips. In many ways he was and acted exactly like the feline that was his other form and this included purposefully being a complete annoyance and hinderance. Of course he wasn't going to scratch or bite the other or anything like such--at least, not at the moment and only when the two of them were alone--but he had to amuse himself some way by bothering the boy every now and then. He rested his chin on top of the boy's head, the over-a-foot height difference allowing him to do such without much difficulty.

[shinta]

“Lysaaaaander!” Whined Shinta. “You’re thinking perverted things about me in those outfits, aren’t you?! That’s so diiiiirty!”

“It’s not dirty!” Cut in Rin-Rin. “It’s natural for a seme to want to see his uke in such things. Can you not see the beauty in the fantasies Lysander has about you?! The lust he feels at this moment and the way he’s getting aroused by just images! Image how awesome the sex will be once he sees you in something sexy? It’s simply wonderful how much he wants to get into your pants again even as we speak. I can see it in his eyes! Shinta found himself a husband! I can’t get over this! EEP!”

As his cousin ranted on, Shinta crossed his arms and gave a pout. He should have known Lysander wanted to see him in such clothes. If Lysander liked it, he’d do it, but that didn’t mean he wanted to be a cross-dresser. He didn’t like women’s clothing that much and he didn’t like lace the way Rin-Rin did. She was an odd girl and now, she had planted perverted ideas into Lysander’s head. She had that affect on people. Still, Shinta was curious as to what kind of fantasies Lysander was having. He wouldn’t have minded acting them out for the man. If Lysander looked at him the way he had when he had given up his virginity, then he really didn’t mind. Shinta wanted to know everything about Lysander, even his thoughts. He wanted the man to always look at him and to want him. The feeling of being claimed by the man was wonderful, but the best part was that Lysander’s gaze had never left him. During that time, he was the only thing Lysander was thinking about.

“Ah! Silly me! I haven’t even introduced myself,” giggled Rin-Rin. “My name is Aizawa Izumi, but call me Rin-Rin. I’m eighteen years old and I’m Shinta’s cousin on his father’s side. I sell fantasies for a living and my goal is to create a perfect yaoi filled world! And figuring those things out was easy! For starters, I don’t see any signs of lotion or oil or anything on the sheets and besides, Shinta doesn’t keep any. If you had used lube, my cousin wouldn’t have flinched when he sat down, a clear sign that he’s in pain. When lube isn’t used, the uke often bleeds and since Shinta is such a small and sensitive person, it was obvious he bled. I knew the number of orgasms he had because I…just know. It’s a gift.”

“She’s a professional pervert…” muttered Shinta.

“Just because I run an adult store, write pornography in my spare time, make kinky clothes for boys, and occasionally stalk men…that doesn’t mean I’m a pervert!” Huffed the girl. “I’m only a super pervert at the moment, but soon, I’ll become the pervert I should be!”

Shinta couldn’t believe she had just said that. Rin-Rin was truly insane. He wondered how she had ended up this way, but then realized that most people in his family were nut jobs. Most people in his family had lost their marbles a long time ago and it was better to not ask what went on in their minds. They’d drive you crazy if you talked to them long enough. Shinta leaned into Lysander’s touch when he felt the other put his arm around his waist. He wanted more time with this man. He wanted to always be with him, but they didn’t have much time left.

“Hai!” Replied Shinta cheerfully.

“Wait! Put this on!” Rin-Rin squealed as she tossed some clothes to Shinta. “Hurry! Hurry!”

She ushered Shinta, who had a sheet wrapped around himself, into the bathroom that was connected to the bedroom. The door was closed and Rin-Rin leaned against it to make sure Shinta didn’t escape. There was a sigh as Shinta looked down at the clothes. He knew that if he didn’t put them on, Rin-Rin would only make him somehow. It was hard to say no to a woman that made him cower in fear. Shinta decided to shower first since he felt a bit sticky. It only took him five minutes and when he was done, all he could do was glare at the clothes on the floor. He mumbled a curse and then picked them up. He slipped on the panties with ease. They were the same style as the ones he had had on before. The only real difference between this pair of panties and the ones from before were that this pair was red with white hearts. Shinta put on the rest of his clothes and stepped out of the bathroom hesitantly.

“You’d better not laugh Lysander…” he muttered.

Shinta was wearing a school girl outfit. He had on a navy blue skirt that was checkered and a blazer to go with it. He had knee high socks and black Mary Jane shoes. It was the type of uniform private schools used and had the school’s crest on the jacket. Shinta’s hair was long enough to pass off for a girl’s haircut and made him look even more feminine. The skirt showed off his legs, which any girl would kill for. Shinta’s legs were naturally long and soft. Anyone would have mistaken them for a female’s legs because of the lack of hair. Shinta’s body wasn’t hairy like his classmates, which is why people were convinced he should have been born a girl. The boy looked uncomfortable and his face a bit red.

“…do I look weird…?” He asked.

[Nami Amakura]

Nami looked back at Alyxandyr when he heard the comment about the nickname, emerald eyes glossed over with confusion. Nami looked a bit hurt, as if he did something wrong to offend the older man. Nami only gave nicknames for his own cute way to show he cared for people. Though, when he heard the man finally agree to it outside the bedroom Nami smiled and nodded. " Okay, whatever you say..." Nami said, turning his head again to continue washing himself. He had finished both arms at this point, and started to run the bar of soap over his chest and stomach. More lightly on his stomach though, due to the life blooming inside of him. In all his life since his parent's lie was revealed, he could never picture that in three months he'd have a child of his own. Nami was too far gone to even think about life without Alyxandyr and their son.

Nami's ears perked up at the description of Alyxandyr's job. He was quite impressed, it reminded him on his own Father's work. " My dad would love you then. He's a CEO of a multi-million dollar company that deals with trading between Japan and other countries. Hence the reason his sixteen year-old son is living in a apartment by himself. " Nami said, continuing to lather up his chest and stomach with the sweet smelling soap. Nami let out a final sigh of relaxation as Alyxandyr's hands pulled away from his shoulders, which gave him a moment to wash them as well. Then came the statement that Nami didn't have to work, which mean Alyxandyr was either extremely rich or just plain nice. He figured both. " Hehe, if you're sure though. I mean, I'll gladly stay home with our kid and you and watch him grow up...we could introduce him to the world together..."

Nami blinked as a pair of arms came into his view and a sudden weight ontop of his head. He giggled gently, raising the hand that held the soap and gently scrubbed away at Alyxandyr's arms that he could reach. " You know, I never thought I'd ever find someone like you. I figured I'd grow old and die in my mansion with sixty servants surrounding my dying corpse. But now, I have you and in three months give or take I'll have a baby of my own. Do you know how much you've altered my future? Mind blowing alterations..." Nami said, as he slid the bar of soap down one of Alyxandyr's arms, leaning back into the man's frame as he slid the bar into the hand's hand. " Here, wanna take over? I know you dying to move your hands...I can feel it..."

[Lysander Sotiros]

"I am not!" The other choked out when the boy made the accusation! He so had not been thinking about the boy doing questionable things in a maid's dress! Okay, okay... He was, but only for a second! Make that... five.. Or thirty... Or whatever.. but didn't he get the right to fantasize about the boy in a number of kinky outfits doing rather sexy things now? They were together, so it wasn't really wrong... It would've been different if Shinta wasn't his, but the boy belonged to him and he belonged to Shinta, so he got fantasy priviledges, right? Rin-Rin didn't seem to think anything was wrong with it... But then again, her opinion may have been just a little bit--read: a whole damn lot--biased in that subject.

Speaking of Rin-Rin, her little speech put a blush back on his cheeks. This girl was so odd.. Giving her younger cousin--her younger underage cousin--advice and opinions concerning his sex life when he very well shouldn't even have a sex life at fifteen! Yes, he loved the boy dearly, but he did know what he'd done was socially wrong. This was not usually considered a morally wise thing to do even if Shinta really had wanted the older man to take his virginity. He could live with that, though. Fuck society. He loved the boy more than anything in the world and couldn't deny him anything he wanted. He wanted Lysander to take his virginity? He was more than happy to oblige.

Lysander just fell into silence as the two continued talking. By what the other boy was saying to his cousin, the doctor could already tell Rin-Rin definitely wasn't your average eighteen year old girl. Pornographic stories? Adult stores? Professional perverts? Yeah. He didn't want to hang about this girl for very long. He was hesitant to let the boy stride off into the bathroom, leaving him with Rin-Rin, but didn't have much of a choice. The talk between the two of them was kept as short as the blonde could possibly imagine. His relief could not be measured when Shinta finally told him he'd better not laugh. Was this a prank? Instead of sexy, was it a funny outfit? Nope. It was not. His jaw dropped a little as the boy stepped out, finding the outfit and it's wearer pretty damn hot. He grinned, looking the boy over once more, "You don't look weird, but just really sexy. I like it."

[Alyxandyr Demitrios]

"Are you really so sure he'd love me after finding out I'm not from earth and got his son pregnant at the ripe old age of sixteen?" The man commented rather bitterly, taking the soap in his hand. He gave it a look before working up a bit of a lather in his hands. He unwound his arms from around the other and instead slid them around Nami's sides, pressed up against the other in a not-so-innocent fashion. Passing the soap back to the younger boy, he moved his suds-covered hands down the boy's lower stomachs until they moved farther down over the boys hips. Okay, okay. The two of them were supposed to get clean, so he couldn't do much, but he had to find some way of making getting wet an amusing thing.

After giving the boy's hips a good (and rather suggestive) shrug, 'accidentally' moving his hands over a certain part of the boy's anatomy as he leaned his closer, his lips close to Nami's ear. He gave a small grin as he murmured 'Oops'. Of course, the accident had been quite intentional and he was sure Nami figured that out already. He moved again to capture the boy's ear lobe between his lips, gently licking, sucking, and nibbling on it as his hands moved even lower to run over the boy's thighs as far down as he could reach. He couldn't help but make that same 'mistake' again as his hands moved back up the boy's body again, this time not bothering to acknowledge this 'slip-up' of his. He wrapped his arms around the boy, just above his hips and pulled him closer, finally releasing his ear.

"Mind blowing, huh? I'm hoping that's a good sort of drastic change.." He commented, though he knew the boy was happy with this. He could just tell by the happiness the other felt. The Zercan was quite glad that the other was enjoying his presence. The white-haired man turned his head a bit to rest his cheek against the top of Nami's head with a small sigh. As much as he indeed wanted to move his hands, the whole point of a shower was to get clean, not get dirty all over again. This sucked. Now he was horny again and he couldn't have his way with the boy again until later. Damn.

[shinta]

“I do not look sexy!” Insisted Shinta. “I look weeeeeird! I’m in a skirt… What’s so great about a skirt Lysander? Do…you have a fetish for cross-dressing…?”

“Of course he does!” Laughed Rin-Rin. “Look at him! He wants to take you again right now! What kind of seme can resist a cute uke in a skirt? You look adorable Kousei. I bet the good doctor is dying to see what kind of lacy panties you’re wearing… Mmm…maybe we should give him a little peek!”

E-Eh?!”

Rin-Rin began to tug on his skirt, so Shinta held onto it with all he could. Of course, Rin-Rin was stronger, so she won. She had lifted Shinta’s skirt from the back, showing off the red lacy panties for his mate to see. Shinta’s face turned as red as a tomato. Even though Lysander had seen his naked before, he was still embarrassed. He hadn’t wanted the other to see his underwear, especially not since the panties were printed with girly white hearts. Shinta gave an ‘eep’ and tried to smack Rin-Rin. All it did was make the girl giggle even more. Shinta wanted to crawl into a hole and die. Maybe if he tried really hard, he could make Rin-Rin explode by glaring at her. It worked in anime, so maybe it worked in real life too…

“I see Paris! I see France! I see Shinta’s underpants!” Sang the blunette.

“Urusai!” Snapped Shinta. “Urusai! Urusai! URUSAI!”

“Make me!” The girl shot back as she stuck out her tongue.

“Shine!” Growled the small red head. “BAKA NO HENTAI!”

The teenager tackled the girl to the ground. He was pleased to find that he had pinned her to the floor, but in doing so, had exposed more of his behind to Lysander. Of course, he hadn’t noticed this since he was concentrating on killing is cousin. Shinta then fell hard against the floor as Rin-Rin pushed him off. He looked up at her as she smirked down at her cousin. She started giggling again. The giggles turned into laugher and soon, that turned into a cackle. She had her hands on her hips and looked insane.

“That wasn’t very nice Kousei…” she muttered in a low voice. “Now I have to punish you…BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

Rin-Rin reached into her bag and rummaged through it. She then pulled out a pair of cat ears a tail. Shinta looked at her strangely before he realized the wicked grin was on her face again. She advanced towards the red head and grabbed the back of his collar. Her bag was slung over her shoulder and the same smile was on her face. Before Shinta could do anything, he was dragged back into the bathroom kicking and screaming. There were sounds of a struggle in the room before the door opened again. Rin-Rin walked out first. When she noted that Shinta hadn’t come out with her, she reached back into the room and yanked the boy out of the room.

“Kuso Baba!” Yelled Shinta.

It seemed like Rin-Rin had a sick sense of humor. She had changed the boy’s clothes into even kinkier ones. The skirt had been replaced with shorts that barely covered anything. They clung to the boy’s hips like a second skin, showing off everything and leaving nothing to the imagination. It was obvious he wasn’t wearing any underwear because there were no underwear lines anywhere on the shorts, which made it even kinkier. The shirt he had on was also very tight and short sleeved. It seemed Rin-Rin had a thing for black because everything the boy had on was black, including the trench coat he had on at the moment. It went to his knees, which was where his boots stopped. The knee high pair of shoes gave Shinta about an inch more of height and the cat ears on his head would make more than a few heads turn. The black tail wasn’t helping and the fact that Shinta was blushing like hell didn’t either.

“Lysaaaander…” muttered the boy. “I look ever weirder now…”

“No you don’t! Insisted Rin-Rin. “You look like you should be chained to Lysander’s bed!”


((Urusai – Shut up. Shine - Die. Baka No Hentai – Stupid pervert. Kuso Baba - Damn hag.))

[Nami Amakura]

" Oh, well....you have a point there. Dad would probably disown me for becoming a typical teenager; unwed, pregnant, and disowned because of it. " Nami said rather abruptly, remembering the talks his father had with him and his brothers. It was always about bringing our family honor, which Nami wanted nothing to do with. His elder brother Shuuya wanted to be a lawyer and his Yamato wanted to be a Doctor. Nami just wanted to be free. Atleast with Alyxandyr he got that wish. Nami blinked, being plucked out of his thoughts as the bar of soap was slipped back into his hand. He looked down, to see Alyxandyr's arms around his waist and pulling him closer in a rather erotic sort of way. Oh boy, Nami blushed gently as his backside was ground into Alyxandyr and watched the soapy hands run over his skin. This would not end as he intended.

Nami took a sudden soft breath in as his hips were moved and a hand brushed over him. He bit his lip harder, trying to force his body to not react to the touches as he felt hot breath against his ear. Nami could sense the want and need coming from Alyxandyr, an eye closing as the man captured his ear again. Nami leaned back against Alyxandyr as the older man's hands glided down his wet thighs, legs shivering gently as the soap in his hand slipped out of grip. It clattered to the tub floor which made Nami look down at it, remembering all the sayings about 'never bending over in the shower'. Nami bit his lip harder once Alyxandyr made the same touching mistake again, whimpering gently as he couldn't help by react. It was human nature to react to touches like this, would it be so wrong to give the man what he wanted?

Nami could only pant gently in response to Alyxandyr, as he felt himself pressing into the reacting man behind him. So much for a nice relaxing shower, now they both were horny and it would be wicked embarrassing if they went out in public like this. Nami once again felt the pressure of Alyxandyr's cheek against his head, smiling up at the elder man. " You know....we can't go in public in this current state....and we don't need the baby oil anymore..." Nami said, drawing circles on Alyxandyr's arms as he moved his hips up and down against Alyxandyr's lap as a sort of hint. Hey, people had sex all the time in showers. Why not them?

[Lysander Sotiros]

"Well, I wouldn't call it a fetish... But you do look quite adorable in a skirt." The doctor gave a small laugh, the laugh coming out a bit more nervous than anything. Shinta obviously didn't appreciate the fact that he had thought him attractive in girl's clothing. But, it was the truth.. Honestly, Rin-Rin could've put him in just about any outfit and he still would've been quite the adorable one, if not just downright sexy. But, just because the crossdressing ordeal wasn't really a fetish of his didn't mean he couldn't get used to it. Oh no, that wasn't the case at all. He could definitely deal with this. The boy took a simple outfit he'd saw nearly every day now and thought nothing of and made it.. irressistable. Of course, the boy would be the only one he found attractive in said clothing, but still..

He kept silent as Rin-Rin lifted the boy's skirt as a small struggle. Part of him had been hoping that the boy would manage to win this shuffle but the other had both a bet and a hope on Rin-Rin's victory. In the end, the latter side won and he was still happy. So it wasn't really anything to see the boy's underwear after he'd just seen him completely naked, but it was still amusing. The lacy undergarments look quite nice on the boy, he had to say. Rin-Rin was really good at making the younger red-haired boy look irressistable. He would not openly comment on this for fear that Shinta would murder him, but regardless, the woman did her job well. But the third grade chant wasn't that.. intelligent..

And thus, another miniature fight had started... He watched quite curiosity again as the blunette came out the victor.. again. He did feel sorry for the boy, but this punishment sounded interesting... The girl didn't seem like the type of person to actually punish someone in that sense, but more like do something that Shinta would rather not that wouldn't really be all that bad... for Lysander, at least. The suspicions were confirmed when the girl pulled out the cat ears and tail from her bag and dragged the boy to the bathroom. While waiting to see the next outrageous outfit, he took the liberty of sliding off of the bed and getting dressed himself, not quite feeling comfortable being the only one sitting in the room naked. He'd redressed himseld and sat back down on the bed when the two came out again, the younger of the two dressed in some sort of strange outfit. This one, though, was quite a bit better than the last. He pushed himself up from the bed as Shinta complained to him, wrapping his arms about the boy's waist. He pressed a small kiss to the boy's forehead, moving his hands to give the pair of ears a touch out of curiosity. "I think you look good, but that would just be an understatement."

[Alyxandyr Demitrios]

"I don't know. Personally, I do think you couldn't be any farther from your typical teenager... I mean, for one, you are male, you wear skirts--which make you look drop dead gorgeous--and you're pregnant." The older man mumbled. momentarily ignoring the fact that the boy was making some very lewd motions against his lap. But, really, the boy wasn't your typical teenager. Part of the reason was the aforementioned facts. Though, Alyxandyr personally thought these things as bonuses. He loved the fact that the boy wore skirts--they showed off his legs nicely. The fact Nami was pregnant was even better because he knew he was the cause of that. The other reasons were just sappy love-related things that he found quite applicable. Nami really was like no one else he'd ever met and really was unique.

But, his mind wandered back to the situation at hand quickly. Nami seemed to be quite the willing one. Most people would've waited a while before having sex again, but that was just your typical Alyxandyr-like behavior. After the two of them got back to Zerca, it was doubted that the boy would be able to walk properly after a week or so. But, that wasn't necessarily a bad thing. Nami seemed to enjoy it and he definitely enjoyed it. Besides, after a few weeks, there wouldn't be much, if any, sex in the relationship. Such is the curse of pregnancies. It would be quite a black time for the man, but he'd live through it somehow.

"Hmm.. You're so very right. How, oh how can we alleviate the situation? Oh, and by the way, I do believe you've dropped the soap, dear." Alyxandyr mumbled sarcastically, leeting his arms fall away from their resting place low on the boy's stomach, instead letting his hands each rest on one of the boy's hips. The second bit of the sentence was added in a very suggestive, semi-jokingly seductive tone. It was just too good of a situation not to crack a 'You dropped the soap' joke, especially when it was quite applicable. One of the hands on the boy's hips--his right, to be exact--moved itself from the boy's hip to travel farther south, running his fingertips over the boy's length teasingly as he moved to press a few less-than-innocent kisses to the back of the boy's neck.

[shinta]

“Ne, let’s leave before she decided to dress you up too,” whispered Shinta. “She scares me.”

He wanted to get away from his cousin. She was a scary girl and he wanted to get as far away from her as humanly possibly. Maybe he could move to another country or something… Few people could stand up to Rin-Rin, scratch that, no one could stand up to her and live. She was like some sort of super pervert that just wouldn’t go down without a fight…a fight she always won. Shinta had often wondered what life would have been like if Rin-Rin had turned out normal. As hard as he tried though, he couldn’t see her any other way but the way she was now. Rin-Rin being normal would surely bring about the apocalypse or something. The day she acted normal, was the day fire fell from the sky and the four horsemen attacked. Yep, that sounded right. Shinta felt like leaving right now. He didn’t want to get caught and that would surely happen if they stayed here. His brother would probably come home soon and his mother might pop in any minute. She’d probably ask why the doctor was still here and Shinta wasn’t sure how to answer that question. The woman was very intimidating and he wasn’t sure he could lie to her. When she looked angry, his brain froze and he couldn’t come up with a good lie.

She was good at intimidation and knew it full well. She had a way of making you feel like a tiny bug under a microscope and worming information out of you. Even Zetsumei couldn’t escape her gaze. They would both be in huge trouble if she knew about the things they’d done. Not only was his arranged marriage now over, but he had lost his virginity to a man. His mother didn’t believe that it was right for people to be with someone of the same gender. She’d definitely kill him and have a heart attack if she found out that the man was much older than he was. His virginity was a huge issue as it was. It was tradition to have an arranged marriage, but the catch was that he had to be a virgin, or the marriage would be called off. He had never personally met his fiancée and had no interest to do so, but his mother would not take this very lightly. She was definitely going to freak out. It was worth it, though. As long as he got to be with Lysander, it would all be worth it.

“I don’t look good in this…and I don’t want her to attack me again…” muttered the red head.

Shinta linked his arm with Lysander’s and pressed himself closer. If they ran, maybe they could make it out the door before Rin-Rin could catch them… Okay, that was impossible. The girl had legs like a cheetah or something. Nevertheless, he still wanted to leave here with Lysander. They could go to his apartment. He was curious as to what kind of place the doctor lived in. He wanted to see it for himself. If he had his way, he’d be living with the other, but that wouldn’t happen with his mother around.

[Lysander Sotiros]

"That would be a good plan. I'd rather not get dressed up. Matching outfits like this would be.. disturbing.." He mumbled in response. Oh, no, he would kill himself before letting some deranged lady dress him up in drag. He had no sort of feminine figure by any stretch of the imagination and it just wouldn't work. Even if he didn't get dressed up as a woman and put into something more.. sexy, I guess you would call it, he still would just have to refuse. The younger boy could pull these types of outfits off nicely. To see Lysander in tight clothing like Shinta's would just not have the same effect at all.. That and his ego would be pretty wounded.

"You make it sound as if she was trying to kill you.. And before you say that she is, if that's the case, I'd think the actual intention would be an assassination by an overdose of sexiness on my behalf." The man let his hand drop down the boy's back, palming his backside gently. The fabric of the clothing wasn't something he really liked but it did look good ont he boy. It did seem rather tight though.. 'Rather' was a loosely used term, though. More appropriate would've been 'Extremely'. It had to be uncomfortable, and he knew exactly how he could fix that if that was indeed the case. But, he wasn't even considering doing such with Rin-Rin in the room. He didn'texactly want spectators nor for videos or pictures to be taken.

Lysander looked over to the blunette and to the door. She wasn't going to make their escape easy. He really didn't want this girl following them to the apartment complex he lived in, either. She'd probably find out anyway--he wouldn't put her past a lot of things since hearing of her 'deductions' earlier--but at least he'd have a few hours, maybe, of privacy with his lover. Oh, but speaking of said lover.. Shinta had wanted him to carry him to the apartment complex quite a bit away from here. That wasn't going to be fun, especially when the boy looked like a gothic anime cat-boy stripper. He sighed, leaning in to whisper back to the other, "How're we going to get out of here without being seen or followed and how are we going to navigate the streets with you in this current outfit, hn?"

[Nami Amakura]

Why, if you couldn't throw Nami out of the mood faster it was naming how he wasn't your normal teenager. Though Alyxandyr had followed all the reasons up with rather flattering and wonderful compliments, the flash-backs from his childhood came back. The fact he was raised a girl for more than half his life made him rather fragile about telling the people he loved his past. Hence the reason Alyxandyr knew close to nothing. None of Alyxandyr's touches could bring him out of this scared state of mind. It happened before and ended horribly. Nami's jaw just gapped slightly as he stared at the white tile walls of the shower. Would Alyxandyr leave too? Would he take him to Zerca then just leave him? Would he stay with him long enough to have the baby and then send him away?!

It was around this time that Nami started to shake, his breathing coming in and out in stutters. " Wo...Would...you...leave too..if...if...if you...knew..the truth..." Nami finally stuttered, his bottom lip quivering as he thought of how to say this. The first person who liked him said he was a freak of nature and didn't deserve to live. That's why none of the blind dates Taka sent him on worked, he was too scared to reveal his past. Would Alyxandyr leave too? " I....I....I...was..raised a girl...for ten years...I thought...I was female...because....of...my parents..." Nami said in the best way he could, tears mixing with the water that splashed down from the shower head. " They didn't want three sons! They wanted a daughter! Why do you think I look the way I do!? Dress the way I do!? It's because of them! Why do you think I don't want to say good-bye when we leave! " Nami yelled out, pulling away from Alyxandyr to turn around and look up at him. Nami's eyes were red from the tears stinging his eyes and he looked like he was having a break-down.

" I have only once really loved someone before you! He ran away so fast I couldn't even defend myself! Alyx, do you know how terrible it is to be called a freak of nature and a mistaken birth by the person who you thought loved you?! That's why I never told you anything about my past...you'll leave me too just like the others...I wasn't raised a boy until I was eleven....that's why...I want off this planet so bad..." Nami said, his voice cracking in between yells as he collapsed onto the floor of the shower. His arms were wrapped around his shoulders and each other, convulsing in loud cries and sobs as tears splashed down into the water by his knees. " Please.....please...please...don't....leave me...."

[shinta]

“I don’t think I want to see you in something like this…” Shinta mumbled. “I think it’d freak me out a little…”

Just picturing Lysander as a cat boy was disturbing. The man would not pull off the look well. Lysander was the type of person that looked good in a suit or in dressy clothes, not leather outfits that belonged in an anime convention. He was sure Rin-Rin had used this sort of outfit for cosplay before. There was no way someone would walk around in broad daylight wearing this. Anyone wearing something like this in public was definitely missing a few marbles. Of course, he was sure Rin-Rin would wear something like this in public, but she was insane, so she didn’t count. Rin-Rin had worn things that had made more than a few heads turn and a few jaw drops. Today, she was semi normal and Shinta was grateful for that. He wasn’t sure what Lysander would think once he met the rest of his family. He didn’t want the guy to think his family was odd…even though they were. What if Lysander thought he was crazy too? He didn’t want his mate to think he was some sort of weird teenager… Wow…this outfit really wasn’t helping his ‘I’m not weird’ image.

“Lysander…that’s so cooooorny!” whined Shinta. “And I don’t look sexy…”

He didn’t think he looked good in this outfit. He looked like a little boy playing dress up. Shinta had always felt insecure about his looks. Honesty, he didn’t see himself the way Lysander did and he wondered why the man thought he was attractive, when it was obvious he wasn’t. But even though he wasn’t beautiful, he liked it when Lysander told him he was. Shinta knew he looked like a child and that he wasn’t like Lysander. He didn’t have his own life or a job and he was still in school. They had nothing in common and yet Lysander didn’t care. The man wasn’t going to let him go and Shinta didn’t want him to. Even though they were so different and what they had was called wrong, Shinta didn’t want to lose what he had right now. He wanted things to be this way forever. No…forever just didn’t seem long enough. He wanted to be with Lysander for longer than that.

“I have an idea!” Exclaimed Rin-Rin. “I’ll drive Lysander home on my way to work! I can take you too Kousei! I just got a new shipment of school girl outfits and you wouldn’t believe how popular they are. I’ve already have like fifty people pre-order some and they’re selling fast! Ohhhh! But my latest item are these!”

Shinta wondered just what it was Rin-Rin had pulled out of her bag. It was some sort of… Okay, he had no idea what Rin-Rin was holding. It was pink, fuzzy, and looked like so weird. He had never seen anything like it and they seemed so soft. Of course, he wasn’t going to touch them since they came from Rin-Rin, but he wanted to know what they were. He wasn’t going to ask though, asking Rin-Rin something about her products made her start ranting and always ended with an innocent bystander wearing something kinky.

“Handcuffs!” The girl yelled proudly. “The hottest new item from Loveless, in association with Izumi Inc. These babies are the latest development in bondage gear. With their soft lining, their sure to leave no marks after a rough night of smut. You can see the detailed craftsmanship on them and the way they’re sure to keep any uke tied up for a long time. The key too are made of fine silver with a fuzzy end. Just looking at them shows the quality of this product. It’s the perfect gift for anyone! Just looking at it makes you want to own them, right? Here! Have a free sample!”

Rin-Rin tossed the handcuffs and the keys to Lysander. She then moved past him and out the door. She pulled out her car keys and was ready to get going. Waiting for her outside was a new Porsche. Of course…it wasn’t really her car…she had just…borrowed it from Sora… Yes…borrowed… Hey! It wasn’t stealing if she planned on giving it back! She had left a note! Sora wouldn’t miss it anyway. It was the weekend and weekends was the time Sora used to catch up on paperwork and stuff. Sora didn’t have a social life and he didn’t go out. It was a fact and everyone dealt with it. There was no need to ever look for him and when you called, he was always there to pick up. Sora was just plain reliable and that was all there was to it. So what if she had taken his car? Sora wouldn’t get mad. He never got mad. Sora getting mad was impossible. Sometimes, Rin-Rin thought he was really a robot. He had no emotions, showed no signs or feeling anything, and did what he was told.

“Hurry up or I’ll leave you!” Rin-Rin called out as she walked out the front door.

[Alyxandyr Demitrios]

Alyxandyr was rather startled when he'd gotten a breakdown instead of the intended reponse. Apparently, Alyxandyr had just pressed a wrong button. Make that all of the wrong buttons. He stood, absolutely stunned, as the other sobbed and yelled, unsure of how to console him. The other was asking him if he'd leave and it hurt. It didn't hurt because Nami was doubting him, but it hurt because the younger boy was in so much pain. He could've never even have considered leaving the boy. Nothing would've made him more miserable than to be separated from Nami for more than a few hours at a time. No matter what the boy did, he couldn't leave him. That being said, the fact that his parents had wronged him as a child didn't make anything change. Actually, it did. Seeing Nami so troubled over something only served to sadden the Zercan and give him an even stronger desire to protect the boy and he couldn't do that if he just dumped him off somewhere for someone else.

As the other crashed to the bottom of the tub, he moved to kneel down in front of the boy, though first turned and turned off the water. When he turned back, he rested out and touched the boy's cheek, wiping away tears and water with his fingers. He waited until the boy stopped talking before moving in to place a kiss on the boy's forehead, hopefully in a reassuring manner. He gently pulled the other to him, closing his eyes with a quiet sigh, "Nami, I would never leave you. I couldn't leave you. I'll never want to leave you. I promise, I'll always stay with you. It doesn't matter what you've done or what anyone's done to you. I still love you more than anything else in this world and the next and nothing will ever change that. You're the world to me and if I could go back and choose how my life turned out myself, I wouldn't change anything at all."

Gods, it hurt to see the other in so much pain. This person he was talking about--the one that Nami had loved before he'd met Alyxandyr--seemed like a real jerk. He'd scarred the boy for life and thus hurt him. It was a good thing Nami had never bothered to give his name or else the more feral, protective side of him might just have got the better of him. He would severely maim, if not kill, anyone who tried to hurt his mate, no matter who they were. It didn't matter if they were infinitely stronger than he was. He'd die trying if they had hurt his Nami. "You don't have anything to worry about now.. That guy you mentioned in a complete asshole for hurting you this much and if I knew who he was, I'd swear I'd track him down and make sure he was in quite a deal more pain than he put you in. I'll never hurt you that much. No one will. I won't let them do such horrible things to my mate."

[Lysander Sotiros]

"Oh, but I have the perfect body for short-shorts.." The man mumbled dryly, though quite amused by the younger boy's comment. shinta wouldn't be the only one that was freaked out. If he ended up in a pair of tight short-shorts, he was going to need a rather big prescription and a lot of time in the mental ward. The ears and the tail... while not as bad as the shorts and the shirt, wouldn't do, either. He just wasn't fond of cats at all and would thus make a terrible pseudo-anthropomorphic cat. But Shinta made a good cat-boy imitation, no matter how many times he denied it. "You are too sexy! The discussion is over and I win!"

The blonde gave the boy a gentle, affectionate poke in the side. He looked up, though, as Rin-Rin exclaimed her plan. Oh, god, driving him home? He really didn't want this girl to know where he lived. The possible stalking was a big dread for him. What if she came and put like.. cameras in his bedroom and shower like those annoying perverts in movies do? He was certain that this odd girl could find a way to by-pass all locked doors and windows easily. That was a scary thought. But, then again, he didn't really have an alternative, did he?

The man tuned back into the conversation as the girl mentioned her 'latest product', 'sadly' missing the part about the schoolgirl outfits. He examined the pair of handcuffs with a look of bemused disbelief as she ranted on and on about the cuffs. While they certainly sounded tempting--not--he was in much more of a hurry to get going. The man was surprised when the girl threw the pink, fuzzy piece at him along with the keys, eyeing them suspiciously as if they might blow up. Satisfied that they were fine, he sighed and pocketed them. He moved to leave the house, looking over at Shinta with a grin, mumbling the words, sarcastically, "I'm sure we'll put them to good use.."