A Little Experimentation
Title: A Little Experimentation.
Pairing: Nakamaru/Kame
Genre: Humor/slight fluff
Rating: PG
Summary: After seeing his character in the Joker Game comment, Nakamaru wants to experiment.
Note: And again - this is another fic based off the Crossdresser!Yucchi from the Joker Game Comic.
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Nakamaru couldn't help but gape as he read the information that would be put into the comic that was being drawn. KAT-TUN in Joker Game, and he would be...a transvestite.
“What is this?” He asked out loud as Kame burst out laughing, patting his shoulder. “Seriously...”
“Trust the mangaka, Yucchi,” he grinned. “The final product will be really great, I promise.” With another pat to the shoulder, Kame left him staring at the article as well as the preview pictures for the comic.
~*~
“I don't understand what I'm doing,” Nakamaru said to himself as he stared in the mirror, a couple of his sisters clothing items held in his hand. And he really did have no idea. The comic had gotten him thinking. He really figured that he could pull it off. After all, he was called the most feminine one in the group (not that it really surprised him).
Well, he was sure his sister wouldn't miss the dress and heels he had borrowed for the time, as well as the small amount of make-up. But to be safe, he had gone to KAT-TUN's studio since it was a day off and he was certain that nobody would show up. Slipping out of his sweat pants and jacket, he stared at the dress before slipping it on. A thousand questions ran through his mind as he did - the main one being different variations of “what am I doing?” He still figured there would be no harm. He'd get it done - satisfy his curiousity without anybody else knowing or figuring out. That was the last thing he wanted - somebody catching him. Especially if it was Taguchi or Ueda; he would never live it down. Nakamaru shuddered at the thought and shook it off. Surely it could be used as blackmail purposes.
He groaned to himself, wondering again why he was doing this. Nakamaru sighed as he looked at the dress (which actually fit him pretty well) before slowly slipping his feet into the high heels. He had remembered how to walk in the high heels from the time he had to dance Burlesque for Majisuka, so it was really no problem for him.
Standing in front of the smaller mirror, he began applying some of the make-up he had taken. It was just a small amount of foundation, a blush he had thought would suit him. Why was he thinking about these kind of things? Nakamaru was really beginning to question himself. He sighed softly as he applied the dark eyeliner, setting the small make-up bag on the chair as he stood up straighter again, walking over to the full length mirror to check out his appearance. The only thing he heard was the clacking of the heels against the wooden floor. As soon as he got to the full-length mirror, Nakamaru was surprised at his own reflection. The dress seemed to hug his body in all the right ways, the heels complimented his legs and he had to admit, the make-up he had done was on point.
He felt...pretty.
“Yucchi...?”
He barely resisted from cursing out loud as the sound of the voice brought him out of his thoughts, spinning around so fast that he had lost his balance, winding up on his butt. He didn't dare look up as the familiar figure slowly approached him.
“Are you okay?” Nakamaru's face was burning hot at the sound of the laugh in Kame's voice. He felt ashamed. He had sworn that nobody would come in, but Kame was Kame...he worked even on days off. He cleared his throat, taking off the heels so he could stand up easily.
“I'm fine,” he answered, voice wavering a little.
“I never knew this side of you,” Kame said, and Nakamaru could practically hear the grin in his voice.
“It's not a side of me -” he replied quickly, going over to where he had left his clothes.
“Come on Yucchi - please don't be embarrassed,” another soft laugh came from Kame. Nakamaru continued to avoid his gaze. How could he not feel embarrassed? After Kame of all people had caught him doing such a thing. Nakamaru still remained silent as he slipped the dress off, putting his sweats and the sweater back on.
“I can understand the curiousity that came from the comic.” Nakamaru felt a hand under his chin, tilting it up as he fiddled with the bag he had brought everything in. Kame's gaze was nothing but warm and understanding, as well as a bit amused. “Besides...if I do admit, it's a cute look on you.” Nakamaru couldn't help but chuckle at that. Soon after, his expression turned a bit serious as he gazed at the other.
“This stays in this room...”
“Of course,” Kame agreed easily with a grin. “Wanna go grab something to eat?”
“Didn't you come here to work? And I still have make-up everywhere...”
“Nah, that can wait. And that's okay, it still looks pretty on you.” Kame dismissed with a laugh. “But you can wash it off.” Nakamaru sighed, knowing he didn't want to turn down that offer.
“Fine, I'll meet you out front in fifteen?”
“Sure,” Kame's smile widened as he took one last look at Nakamaru before leaving the room.
“Well that could have been a lot worse...” Nakamaru murmured to himself as he set off to the bathroom in order to wash his face.
Kame was understanding, and he knew Nakamaru better than anyone else after all.