[Fic] Sometimes I Wonder about Rhode's Fashion Sense...
Fandom: D. Gray Man
Character's/Pairing: Allen x Rhode, Divine (Possesion), Chome(suke) Timothy, Tyki, Sheryl, Lenalee, Lavi and Kanda.
Rating: T (mostly for Kanda's mouth, and mild sexual innuendos)
A/N: This goes in Pressure's time frame, but it's also mostly written for my need to get something out for Halloween, and because Kanda-kun (on deviantArt) drew me (via a 10-free pics tag) a picture of Rhode in a gangster/tomboyish fashion~ *ish happy* Oh but yeah, this can be read alone (I think? Can it? *please do tell*) it'll also be uploaded at the end of Chapter 35, which I PLAN on uploading sometime today. I might be a liar, but I dunno yet *goes back to working on Anthropology*
Warning(s): AU, flirting, dressing up, low riding pants, Rhode being Rhode, Sheryl freaking out, costumes and laughter
Tyki had to admit, on some level, he was entirely too amused with the situation. With the way Sheryl shrieked and hollered blasphemy, pointing an accusing finger at his dear-daughter's get up, and Rhode just standing there, amused, and grinning like this was the sole purpose for her attire.
Which, Tyki mused, it probably was. Or at least, he wouldn't put it past her, as he lit up a cigarette and put it between his lips, inhaling the intoxicating smoke and blowing out. He knew this was bad for him to, but what kind of moral lesson would he be teaching? Did he even really know?
Well. No. But. Who could blame him?
"Tyki!" He cringed when Sheryl's shrill voice aimed at him, "Please tell your dear little Niece that she's being unreasonable!"
Rhode turned that undeniable smile back to him, lips twitching upward in a threat that if he so chose to mention something, well, maybe it wasn't such a smart idea to make things so obvious. So he shrugged, "It's Halloween, brother. She can dress how she wants." Though the thoroughly affronted expression on his face was a little more on the amusing side.
"B-B-but!" Before he could necessarily stop it, he felt the lips press gently to his cheek, and Rhode clinged for a moment, smiling, "I knew you'd understand Ty-ki~"
He sighed, "yes, yes, get off please." And she let go, easily enough, and turned on her heels, "And pull your pants up. I might agree you can dress however you like, but that doesn't mean I want to see your underwear either." He paused to give those words time to simmer, "Where on earth did you get boys underwear anyway?"
The cryptic smile did little to ease the question, "It's a se-cret ~ Now lets go! I'm gonna be late for school if this keeps up~"
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He was pretty sure he was seeing things. Actually, no, he was more than sure, with how familiar the voice sounded--it couldn't be anyone but her. But then why and how and--
He was tackled to the ground before he could get a legitimate answer out of the mess, and landed with a dull thud on the more than a little disgusting floor of the cafeteria. He was pretty sure he heard a gasp rise up from the table he just so happened to sit at, and then a round of giggles.
Did Rhode always have to do that? Always?
"Allen~" She cooed in a disgustingly feminine way, despite her current attire, "I missed you~"
"But Rhode, you just saw me yesterday!" And he had to pretend he wasn't choking in her grip, or that his face wasn't red. He was glad he was getting better at it, though. Something he had to thank Divine for, even if he didn't like the thanking, "I'm sure you--"
"I what?" She pulled back, straddling his waist, and grinning at him with half-lidded eyes that made his stomach flip a little, "Besides, what're you supposed to be?" And the way she placed her hands on his chest made him swallow, because it was highly sexualized, and, well, he probably shouldn't know that but--
He cut the thought off, twinging at the pain it brought, somewhere in the back of his mind. He sighed again, "What do I look like?"
Her eyes raked over him again, "A clown of sorts? A joker?" He nodded at the latter choice, "Well...you look like a really hipped out version of one." She tugged at one of the ties, "And it's too well-made to be just any old costume." Her eyes narrowed again, inspecting in a way that oddly reminded him of Lavi, except with two eyes instead of one, and that were blue and not green, "It wouldn't happen to be your performance outfit, would it?"
Ah, smart. But the Divine had said he might stick out because of it.
"Sorta. Chome made it for me," her eyes lit up, "Divine said I'd be wearing it when I first come out," which made him wonder, "Oh yeah, you'll be able to come, right?" She nodded her head enthusiastically, and he couldn't help the smile that stretched across his own face, "Good, um, I know last time it didn't exactly turn out as planned." But there was no use thinking about that, because he really didn't quite get what had happened then anyway (or maybe he did, but was just lying, not that it mattered in the long run. He hoped), so it was no use worrying about it.
"If papa throws another hissy fit with me goin' alone then, is it okay if I get an extra ticket? To bring Tyki?" Allen nodded his head again, that was easy enough to arrange, "But then he might drag along Lavi, who'll drag along Kanda..."
"They're already invited." He replied easily enough, not that he'd give Kanda an invitation willingly, but he figured Lavi would drag him along anyway, and maybe the prick didn't have something stuck up his ass so much anymore. Maybe.
"Yay~" She giggled regardless, "Lavi's so fun, too!" He could only nod his head, "Kanda too, if he'd get that stick outta his ass. Oh, are people dressing up?"
He gawked, "You mean you'll stay in that?"
"Yup!"
"B-But--"
"But what?"
So innocent. It was almost hysterical.
"Even if that is a costume," They both jolted, for a few horrifying moments, as an authoritative figure loomed over them, "But pull your pants up." They both cringed, or well, he did enough cringing for the both of them, "And get off the floor. Class will start in five minutes. Now get," the stern glance, and the, well, wait--was that Lenalee? Dressed in a witches costume, eyes downcast--"I don't want to have to give you detention on a Friday."
And just like always he felt himself shift, and maneuver to get up, but just as always Rhode spoke up, "But~ It's part of the--"
"Rhode."
He was mildly glad when her lips slid shut.
----------(AT THE PERFORMANCE) ----------
"Hey, hey!" He relaxed his shoulders instantly, when he felt someone bombard his back with a very severe hug, "All-en~ It's me!" And maybe he wasn't too surprised when she was still wearing the outfit she had earlier, but then, well, "I'm here, I'm here, so where's everyone else?" He could say he didn't mind pointing in a random direction, or the fact that she didn't move, or the fact that--
"Oh? You're girlfriend's finally here?"
It was official. Divine was a moment-ruiner,
"Ah! It's DP~" The man cringed, and Allen felt himself smirk a little, as Rhode unhanded him and flounced over to stand in front of the taller man, dressed in a fancier kimono with face paint that just suited him. He also noticed the man was breathing hard. But that was probably just because--
"Yes, yes, of course I'm here." He waved his hand dismissively and walked over to the nearest chair, licking his lips before picking up some more of the powder like make up, and covering his face with it. So girly, except he wasn't.
Maybe something somewhere lodged in the back of his mind moved a little. When the man closed his eyes just a little, and his shoulders went lax ever so slightly. It was like he seemed older, and Allen nearly almost wanted to congratulate him on continuing.
But...but why?
"Divine!"
"Ah, Dana," His head whipped back around, shoulders tense once more, as Timothy's head popped in through the curtain. He too, was dressed in ornate clothing, with face paint, and bells tied around his wrists, "I think...um...the redhead," Lavi? "Broke something. Again. They're shouting really loud and--"
Divine sighed, "I understand." He glanced at Allen, who cringed, "You're here to see your friends aren't you? Well they're probably amusing themselves now. Or at least it sounds like it." It almost made Allen want to back away, when the man stood. Except that smile. It didn't seem so--so what? He couldn't place the word, "Well?"
He did scurry off after Timothy, though, at that. And he tried to ignore the strong smelling cologne, perfume, and aromatic candles that flickered down the tightly compacted row between the poorly made storage units and--
"OWw, Oww, oww! Yuu-chan's a meanie!" He heard Lavi before he saw him, stumbling out of one of the nearby structures, hands held up in defense.
Well. He had to wonder who he was.
Well. Except he could guess, couldn't he?
"Fucking insane rabbit!" He heard Kanda jeer a moment later, before coming out as well, hair down and flowing for once, wearing a traditional Samurai attire.
"But Yuu-chan! I'm not insane!"
"What the fuck's with the get up then?" Admittedly the sleeves were unhooked now, but dressing up as an insane person, well, yeah, Allen stiffled a snicker as Rhode came out from behind him to rush over to the redhead.
"Because it's Halloween!"
"Are you an insane person?" He wasn't given any time to respond before Rhode was practically on him, eyes wide, "So cool! So cool! What kind of insane person are you?"
Lavi blinked, Kanda blinked, and--was that Lenalee? Even she looked mildly surprised.
But their focus soon cast off her, to him, when the laughs--could they blame him?--bubbled over. He wasn't even quite sure what was so funny, but--
He felt Divine's hand on his shoulder. And didn't stop. Not even when the man gave a condescending sigh, but if he was sure to look, he knew the man might be smiling.
And, well, he liked it when they joined in. Maybe it felt a little normal, now, just like before.
Just a little
Character's/Pairing: Allen x Rhode, Divine (Possesion), Chome(suke) Timothy, Tyki, Sheryl, Lenalee, Lavi and Kanda.
Rating: T (mostly for Kanda's mouth, and mild sexual innuendos)
A/N: This goes in Pressure's time frame, but it's also mostly written for my need to get something out for Halloween, and because Kanda-kun (on deviantArt) drew me (via a 10-free pics tag) a picture of Rhode in a gangster/tomboyish fashion~ *ish happy* Oh but yeah, this can be read alone (I think? Can it? *please do tell*) it'll also be uploaded at the end of Chapter 35, which I PLAN on uploading sometime today. I might be a liar, but I dunno yet *goes back to working on Anthropology*
Warning(s): AU, flirting, dressing up, low riding pants, Rhode being Rhode, Sheryl freaking out, costumes and laughter
Tyki had to admit, on some level, he was entirely too amused with the situation. With the way Sheryl shrieked and hollered blasphemy, pointing an accusing finger at his dear-daughter's get up, and Rhode just standing there, amused, and grinning like this was the sole purpose for her attire.
Which, Tyki mused, it probably was. Or at least, he wouldn't put it past her, as he lit up a cigarette and put it between his lips, inhaling the intoxicating smoke and blowing out. He knew this was bad for him to, but what kind of moral lesson would he be teaching? Did he even really know?
Well. No. But. Who could blame him?
"Tyki!" He cringed when Sheryl's shrill voice aimed at him, "Please tell your dear little Niece that she's being unreasonable!"
Rhode turned that undeniable smile back to him, lips twitching upward in a threat that if he so chose to mention something, well, maybe it wasn't such a smart idea to make things so obvious. So he shrugged, "It's Halloween, brother. She can dress how she wants." Though the thoroughly affronted expression on his face was a little more on the amusing side.
"B-B-but!" Before he could necessarily stop it, he felt the lips press gently to his cheek, and Rhode clinged for a moment, smiling, "I knew you'd understand Ty-ki~"
He sighed, "yes, yes, get off please." And she let go, easily enough, and turned on her heels, "And pull your pants up. I might agree you can dress however you like, but that doesn't mean I want to see your underwear either." He paused to give those words time to simmer, "Where on earth did you get boys underwear anyway?"
The cryptic smile did little to ease the question, "It's a se-cret ~ Now lets go! I'm gonna be late for school if this keeps up~"
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He was pretty sure he was seeing things. Actually, no, he was more than sure, with how familiar the voice sounded--it couldn't be anyone but her. But then why and how and--
He was tackled to the ground before he could get a legitimate answer out of the mess, and landed with a dull thud on the more than a little disgusting floor of the cafeteria. He was pretty sure he heard a gasp rise up from the table he just so happened to sit at, and then a round of giggles.
Did Rhode always have to do that? Always?
"Allen~" She cooed in a disgustingly feminine way, despite her current attire, "I missed you~"
"But Rhode, you just saw me yesterday!" And he had to pretend he wasn't choking in her grip, or that his face wasn't red. He was glad he was getting better at it, though. Something he had to thank Divine for, even if he didn't like the thanking, "I'm sure you--"
"I what?" She pulled back, straddling his waist, and grinning at him with half-lidded eyes that made his stomach flip a little, "Besides, what're you supposed to be?" And the way she placed her hands on his chest made him swallow, because it was highly sexualized, and, well, he probably shouldn't know that but--
He cut the thought off, twinging at the pain it brought, somewhere in the back of his mind. He sighed again, "What do I look like?"
Her eyes raked over him again, "A clown of sorts? A joker?" He nodded at the latter choice, "Well...you look like a really hipped out version of one." She tugged at one of the ties, "And it's too well-made to be just any old costume." Her eyes narrowed again, inspecting in a way that oddly reminded him of Lavi, except with two eyes instead of one, and that were blue and not green, "It wouldn't happen to be your performance outfit, would it?"
Ah, smart. But the Divine had said he might stick out because of it.
"Sorta. Chome made it for me," her eyes lit up, "Divine said I'd be wearing it when I first come out," which made him wonder, "Oh yeah, you'll be able to come, right?" She nodded her head enthusiastically, and he couldn't help the smile that stretched across his own face, "Good, um, I know last time it didn't exactly turn out as planned." But there was no use thinking about that, because he really didn't quite get what had happened then anyway (or maybe he did, but was just lying, not that it mattered in the long run. He hoped), so it was no use worrying about it.
"If papa throws another hissy fit with me goin' alone then, is it okay if I get an extra ticket? To bring Tyki?" Allen nodded his head again, that was easy enough to arrange, "But then he might drag along Lavi, who'll drag along Kanda..."
"They're already invited." He replied easily enough, not that he'd give Kanda an invitation willingly, but he figured Lavi would drag him along anyway, and maybe the prick didn't have something stuck up his ass so much anymore. Maybe.
"Yay~" She giggled regardless, "Lavi's so fun, too!" He could only nod his head, "Kanda too, if he'd get that stick outta his ass. Oh, are people dressing up?"
He gawked, "You mean you'll stay in that?"
"Yup!"
"B-But--"
"But what?"
So innocent. It was almost hysterical.
"Even if that is a costume," They both jolted, for a few horrifying moments, as an authoritative figure loomed over them, "But pull your pants up." They both cringed, or well, he did enough cringing for the both of them, "And get off the floor. Class will start in five minutes. Now get," the stern glance, and the, well, wait--was that Lenalee? Dressed in a witches costume, eyes downcast--"I don't want to have to give you detention on a Friday."
And just like always he felt himself shift, and maneuver to get up, but just as always Rhode spoke up, "But~ It's part of the--"
"Rhode."
He was mildly glad when her lips slid shut.
----------(AT THE PERFORMANCE) ----------
"Hey, hey!" He relaxed his shoulders instantly, when he felt someone bombard his back with a very severe hug, "All-en~ It's me!" And maybe he wasn't too surprised when she was still wearing the outfit she had earlier, but then, well, "I'm here, I'm here, so where's everyone else?" He could say he didn't mind pointing in a random direction, or the fact that she didn't move, or the fact that--
"Oh? You're girlfriend's finally here?"
It was official. Divine was a moment-ruiner,
"Ah! It's DP~" The man cringed, and Allen felt himself smirk a little, as Rhode unhanded him and flounced over to stand in front of the taller man, dressed in a fancier kimono with face paint that just suited him. He also noticed the man was breathing hard. But that was probably just because--
"Yes, yes, of course I'm here." He waved his hand dismissively and walked over to the nearest chair, licking his lips before picking up some more of the powder like make up, and covering his face with it. So girly, except he wasn't.
Maybe something somewhere lodged in the back of his mind moved a little. When the man closed his eyes just a little, and his shoulders went lax ever so slightly. It was like he seemed older, and Allen nearly almost wanted to congratulate him on continuing.
But...but why?
"Divine!"
"Ah, Dana," His head whipped back around, shoulders tense once more, as Timothy's head popped in through the curtain. He too, was dressed in ornate clothing, with face paint, and bells tied around his wrists, "I think...um...the redhead," Lavi? "Broke something. Again. They're shouting really loud and--"
Divine sighed, "I understand." He glanced at Allen, who cringed, "You're here to see your friends aren't you? Well they're probably amusing themselves now. Or at least it sounds like it." It almost made Allen want to back away, when the man stood. Except that smile. It didn't seem so--so what? He couldn't place the word, "Well?"
He did scurry off after Timothy, though, at that. And he tried to ignore the strong smelling cologne, perfume, and aromatic candles that flickered down the tightly compacted row between the poorly made storage units and--
"OWw, Oww, oww! Yuu-chan's a meanie!" He heard Lavi before he saw him, stumbling out of one of the nearby structures, hands held up in defense.
Well. He had to wonder who he was.
Well. Except he could guess, couldn't he?
"Fucking insane rabbit!" He heard Kanda jeer a moment later, before coming out as well, hair down and flowing for once, wearing a traditional Samurai attire.
"But Yuu-chan! I'm not insane!"
"What the fuck's with the get up then?" Admittedly the sleeves were unhooked now, but dressing up as an insane person, well, yeah, Allen stiffled a snicker as Rhode came out from behind him to rush over to the redhead.
"Because it's Halloween!"
"Are you an insane person?" He wasn't given any time to respond before Rhode was practically on him, eyes wide, "So cool! So cool! What kind of insane person are you?"
Lavi blinked, Kanda blinked, and--was that Lenalee? Even she looked mildly surprised.
But their focus soon cast off her, to him, when the laughs--could they blame him?--bubbled over. He wasn't even quite sure what was so funny, but--
He felt Divine's hand on his shoulder. And didn't stop. Not even when the man gave a condescending sigh, but if he was sure to look, he knew the man might be smiling.
And, well, he liked it when they joined in. Maybe it felt a little normal, now, just like before.
Just a little