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Yes, he's really like this.

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A smile lit his pink eyes, delicate hands hovering above the wide package set on the bed’s deep plush comforter. He bit on his bottom lip, a happy whimper humming in his throat as he carefully set his hands on the edge of the large, tan cardboard structure, fingers rubbing softly over the sandy surface. Pointed ears picked up a condemning snort from his doorway, his head turning to look at the person standing there. “What the hell is that?” Alex smiled wide, turning and moving back and forth on his bare feet in an excited sway, a giggle set on a high school girl level leaving his lips. “My package! Look look, it’s my package, Lorien!” The red headed teen looked mildly nauseous at his actions, his strong fingers tightening on the soda can in his grasp. “I can see that. What’s in it?” Alex spun in a circle, his long, frilled sleeves floating about him as he let out a happy sigh, finishing his flourished spin and pointing a hand dramatically at the large box.

“My woman hood.”

Lorien choked, even though he hadn’t been drinking the soda in his grasp, a look of complete horror crossing his face, horror on a level Alex hadn’t seen until this point. He felt proud. “Y-your what?!” The vampire felt his smile widen, his hand falling on the tape coated parcel, petting it fondly. “Lorien, you know how people say ‘Women have all the fun’, or ‘Women have it easy’?” Lorien’s face spoke volumes of how uneasy he was with this entire conversation, his body screaming he really wanted to turn and pretend he never saw or heard anything that transpired in the last few seconds. “…Yes?” Alex giggled again, his nail puncturing into the tape, and sliding down, effectively cutting through the sticky substance. “Well, both of us know women have it just the same as us men-“ Alex blinked as the redhead in the doorway interrupted flatly, “‘Us’ being a very uncertain term at the moment.” Alex laughed, winking at his friend jovially. “Aw Lorien, you see right through me, don’t you?” The teen looked about ready to find a nice sharp object and end his existence as Alex opened his package, hands diving down into the crunchy peanut packaging bit. He laughed happily, spinning and proudly holding out the item in his grasp. “Viola! Behold, Lorien, my escalation in life!”

“…It’s a dress.” Alex peeked over the soft, deep purple cloth, feeling another swell of pride at the look of pure headache on Lorien’s face. “Yes! Your observation skills have not fallen in any manner, Lorien.” The fighter carefully set his can of soda on the desk beside him, one hand resting on the smooth surface, his other hand lifting, fingers pressing against his temple. “Alex, I know I’m going to regret asking, but why do you have a dress?” “It was sent to me!” “Is it a present for someone?” “Yes! A present for me!” “Are you going to wear it?” Alex had already spread the item on his bed, and was busy untying his shirt as he smiled back at the blue eyed teen. “Silly Lorien, why else would I receive a gift of clothing but to wear it?” He laughed as Lorien heaved a heavy sigh, pulling his shirt over his head. “Oh Lorien, you look like you’re in pain. Are you sick?” His housemate looked up, blue eyes tracing over his muscled chest. “Alex, I don’t believe this half of the time, but you are a guy. Why are you going to wear a dress?”

Alex laughed brightly, his hands reaching up and gathering his long blond hair behind his head, fingers running with practiced ease through the soft locks. “Lorien, it’s really not hard to understand. Why shouldn’t I wear a dress? Women can wear pants, why can’t men wear skirts?” “Because they shouldn’t.” “Aw, that isn’t a good argument at all.” “Because dresses are to show off a women’s figure, which men do not have.” “That’s a little better. But it sounds old fashioned.” “No, it sounds understandable. But that word’s isn’t in your vocabulary.” Alex shook his head in disagreement, pulling the supple dress over his head. “Yes it is, it just has a different meaning.” Lorien was obviously leaning on the desk now, looking ready to fall over from the pain that was undoubtedly echoing in his thoughts. “Like a lot of other things in your life.”

“A-Alex, why are you wearing a dress?” The two looked at Shin, who was suddenly standing behind Lorien in the doorway, a pot of some warm substance held in his mitten covered gloves. His soft green eyes were wide, a gentle tint of pink brushed along his cheeks as he looked at Alex, obviously confused and flabbergasted to see the vampire who he thought was a guy standing in his house, looking every inch a woman. Alex smiled at his adorable presence, walking across the carpet and standing before Shin, pulling on his long sleeves. “Shin, you know that magazine article I was in, where it was just a picture of my back and profile?” Shin nodded mutely, Lorien’s head lifting beside him. “Apparently, all the letters they got in the last few months were calling for more pictures of the ‘beautiful girl shown in the article’.” Alex smiled, laughing as he adjusted the dress about his shoulders. “So, the editor and I thought it would be a wonderful joke to see how many shoots I could do before someone noticed my true gender.”

He giggled, twirling in place, the dress’ silken skirt fluttering about his legs before swishing against his skin as he fell still, smiling at Shin. “Don’t I look pretty?” Shin smiled, nodding his head, though he was obviously not completely understanding what was going on. “Oh, it’s for the magazine!  Yes, Alex, you look just like a girl!” Alex giggled as Lorien’s fingers rubbed his temple again, pink eyes looking down at the pot in Shin’s hands. “Ah, that smells good. Is dinner ready?” Shin made a sound, nodding as he turned towards the stairs. “Yes, it is! That’s what I came to tell you.” Alex smiled, turning and moving back into his room. “Alright, let me change out of this, and I’ll be right down.” Shin nodded, moving and carefully stepping back down the steps to the first floor of their home.

Alex pulled the dress off, feeling Lorien’s blue gaze burning holes in his skin. “Aren’t you going down, Lorien?” “You know, if you had just told me that in the beginning, you would have saved me this headache.” Alex laughed, grabbing his shirt from the bed, turning and moving to Lorien, lifting a hand and resting it on Lorien’s cheek fondly. “But Lorien, that isn’t fun at all.” The redhead’s eyes narrowed, smacking the vampire’s hand away as he grumbled, snagging his soda as he pushed off the desk, heading for the stairs. Alex giggled, lacing his shirt as he looked back to the clothing on his bed, eyes twinkling in anticipation.

Now, all he needed to do was go buy some underwear…
Lol, this is pure sillyness. I was staring at all the stuff I need to catch up on, and was feeling overwhelemed. SO i opened word, and started typing.

^^ And this popped out. And may be scrapped, I just felt like posting it.

It works though, becasue I don't think I've accurately expressed Alex's strangeness. He's really random and eccentric, and he would seriously wear a dress for the simple sake of wearing one, without thinking it was gay at all.

Escpecially because he can pull it off. When he wore that dress to the magazine shoot, everyone was fooled, and he got nine phone numbers at work that day.

He's proud of it. Jeez, he has no morals. *laugh*
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crazyredwood's avatar
Yes, I love it so much, I read it again. I have a feeling I'll be back here often, every time I need a smile. :D