[drabble] Drag Queen
Title: Drag Queen (Alternative Title: 5 times Inoo Kei crossdressed + 1 time he got mistaken for an AKB member)
Author: Luna (dreamweavernyx )
Genre: Crack
Rating: PG
Summary: Inoo Kei has a secret hobby - he likes dressing up in girls' clothes. Unfortunately that doesn't always turn out so well.
Notes: Some extra prompt for the JUMP fic-a-thon: 5 times Inoo Kei crossdressed + 1 time he got mistaken for an AKB member.
Special thanks to hotfruits for the inspiration, the ideas, and the cheerleading. ♥
This is Watanabe Mayu.
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yi/一
It’s a secret that Inoo likes to crossdress, but Inoo never worries about being found out - after putting on his wig and some makeup even his mother won’t be able to tell he’s Inoo Kei.
Even so, he finds himself freaking out when he runs into Takaki while shopping alone at Shibuya.
He’s chosen to wear a knee-length pastel blue dress today with high-heeled boots, and he thanks his lucky stars that his brown wig stays in place after literally bumping into the other boy.
Takaki helps him pick up his scattered shopping bags.
“You look familiar,” he says, lowering his sunglasses. “Have I seen you before?”
Trying to keep calm, Inoo formulates a snarky reply.
“Is that supposed to be a pickup line? It’s not working.”
He picks up the shopping bags and walks off, only daring to breathe a sigh of relied when Takaki’s back has melted away into the crowd.
er/二
Inoo ends up getting a cheongsam on impulse after watching Yamadatarou Monogatari. Ninomiya-kun may not have looked the best in that cheongsam in the movie, but Inoo is convinced he can pull it off.
Half an hour later he stands in front of his mirror and concedes defeat.
It seems that he does not have the curves to pull it off.
san/三
Inoo tugs a little at the hem of his denim miniskirt as he wanders around town, the heels of his mouton boots clicking on the concrete.
“I’m hungry,” he mumbles to himself in a pitiful voice, just loud enough for a nearby konbini worker taking a smoke outside his store to hear.
He knows he cuts a cute yet sexy image at the same time with this outfit, and puts it to good use. He can feel the konbini boy staring now, and begins to twirl a brown lock of his curly wig.
“Um,” a quiet voice says behind him, and Inoo turns, trying his best to look surprised. “You can…have some of these.”
It’s the konbini boy, and he’s holding out some onigiri in a plastic bag.
Inoo bestows a smile on the boy, and he swears he can see a faint blush on the boy’s cheeks.
“Thank you!” he chirps.
Sometimes, he loves being a girl because it means being able to extort free food and get away with it.
si/四
Humming to himself, Inoo wanders through the racks of clothes at the boutique. This store specializes in girly dresses, which are just what Inoo’s looking for.
Finding one pretty black one with a lace ruffled edge, he skips to the dressing room to try it on.
“It’s pretty!” he marvels, turning this way and that, enjoying the swishy feeling of the fabric against his legs.
He adjusts his short black wig and studies his reflection in the mirror - someone else would say they saw a short-haired girl in a Lolita-style dress.
Inoo beams to himself.
“I’m puri-puri-pretty,” he says, satisfied.
He ends up buying five dresses from the store.
wu/五
“Hey, Takeshi, what happened to you?”
Inoo’s university classmate groans, and looks up from where his face is buried in his hands.
“My parents want to meet the person I’m dating,” he moans.
Inoo blinks, not seeing the issue.
“So…?”
Takeshi looks furtively around before whispering to Inoo.
“I’m not dating a girl, you know. They don’t know-”
Takeshi breaks off as he stares at Inoo, a look on his face as if he’s come up with the best idea in the world.
“No,” he says quickly before Takeshi opens his mouth. “I’m not doing whatever it is that you want me to do.”
“But Kei-kun~!”
“No.”
“…I’ll buy you free lunch for two weeks?”
~
“Those lunches you’re going to buy for me had better be worth it,” Inoo hisses to Takeshi that night, as Takeshi walks him to his home door.
Takeshi beams at him.
“Of course! Thank you!”
Inoo scowls, feeling distinctly uncomfortable standing on Takeshi’s front porch in a long straight brown wig and a floral dress.
“My, Takeshi!” Takeshi’s mom says, opening the door. “Your girlfriend is so pretty!”
Takeshi beams.
Inoo sighs.
It’s going to be a long night…
plus one
Today he’s styled his black wig into two low ponytails, and decides to go look for nice cakes. The new contacts that are meant to make his eyes look bigger don’t feel comfortable, and he doesn’t fancy going shopping with them in.
He hears whispering behind him, but it’s not until he catches what they’re saying that he feels bothered.
“Look! Isn’t that AKB48’s Mayu-chan?”
He starts, looking around for the mentioned AKB member, but in the café he is in there are no other girls with long black hair like Watanabe Mayu.
“But here? Buying cakes? That’s so cute!”
He suddenly feels self-conscious in his low boots, knee-length skirt and poofy blouse, and when the girl at the counter passes him his strawberry shortcake he quickly slinks over to get a window seat.
He has hardly dug into his cake when a couple of teenage boys sidle up to him.
“Excuse me,” one says, holding out a napkin and a marker. “You’re my oshimen, Mayuyu-chan! Can you please sign this for me?”
Inoo comes to a sudden realization right then and there.
They think I’m Watanabe Mayu?!
Right then and there, Inoo decides never to wear the contacts again.
fin.