When closets rebell ((Open RP, Great Hall))

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((OOC: Channel should know I read what's said when I'm asleep.))

There were things about this school that were beyond Kusuriyuri's dreams. That he'd find ones so precious to him as Kurama and his students was still surprising to him, still enough to bring a secret smile to his lips.

There were things about this school that were beyond baffling. The tendency for friends, enemies, and otherwise to show up and vanish with little notice, for one.

The fact that his closet refused to give him anything but a short black dress this morning was another. No matter where he looked in their apartment, he could not find his kimono or even any of Kurama's clothes to charm to fit him. It was the only clothing, aside from a black headscarf, he could find.

Believing his closet to be as perverse as the rest of this school, he also figured he wouldn't find his normal clothing until he'd been properly humiliated by wearing what his closet offered.

Boukensha looked at him in askance, but insisted on riding on his shoulder as he went to the Great Hall on his way to his office to study. He hoped that there would be few about as he left, but was sure that there was some perversion in the school that would cause his hope to be rendered into naught.

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Kusuriyuri raised an eyebrow. "Undoubtedly," he replied dryly, though his hand reached out for Kurama's.

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Kurama reached as well, still attempting a serious face. They were almost at Yukimura's room, anyway.

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"Ore no baka na kitsune," Kusuriyuri whispered fondly, his fingers tightening around Kurama's a little. "So, then, shall we?" he asked, gesturing to the door.

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"Ojamashimasu, (http://www.jisho.org/words?jap=ojamashimasu&eng=&dict=edict&romaji=on)" Kurama said, pushing open the door. The layout of the room was pretty much the same as any other, so there was no problem finding the closet. It seemed Yukimura had gathered quite a collection of kimono. Along with the cute school uniform, Kurama noticed with a chuckle.

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"Ojamashimasu," Kusuriyuri echoed, following closely behind Kurama. He peered into the closet. "He is fond of clothing," he said blandly. Turning to Kurama, he asked, "So, does Shirogitsune see one he would like?"

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"Yeah he is." Kurama rummaged through the various kimono a minute. All of them would look much better on someone like Yukimura or Kusuriyuri, he thought.

"Aaaah, how about this one? (http://ichiroya.com/item/list3/157383/")

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Kusuriyuri reached out and touched the kimono, tracing some of the pattens subtly woven into the fabric. "It would suit," he murmured.

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Kurama flushed a little. "Uh, what about one for you? Find anything?"

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"This (http://ichiroya.com/item/list3/157373/) is pleasing, is it not?" Kusuriyuri asked. "Or does Itoshii see one he prefers?"

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"I think you would look wonderful in that," Kurama smiled. The color was especially nice, being something he was used to seeing Kusuriyuri wear.

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"Then," Kusuriyuri murmured, "perhaps we should go, then, before Itoshii becomes too impatient."

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Kurama smothered a laugh. "No, I don't think that would be appreciated." He gathered up the kimono he'd chosen and offered his free arm to Kusuriyuri. "Let's go, then. I want to get you out of that dress," he grinned.

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Kusuriyuri took Kurama's arm. "This one thinks that is as far as redressing will progress today," he said solemnly, though he squeezed Kurama's hand lightly.

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"Ooh? It would be a shame not to try these on at least once," he said as they left Yukimura's room for their own. Then he lowered his voice, to keep any prying ears from hearing. "After convincing me into a kimono, I bet you could do whatever you want with me."

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Kusuriyuri gave Kurama a quizzical look. "But, that already occurs," he said. "If kimono is so displeasing, then it is not necessary. I do not understand why Shirogitsune seems to protest them."

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"W-well, about that..." he laughed a little nervously, and Boukensha meowed at him. To give him courage, maybe, or to tell him to stop being an ass. Possibly the latter. "It's... kind of dumb, now that I think about it."

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"That does not answer the question, though," Kusuriyuri pointed out gently.

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"Aah, well. Look at me. I'm so tall, the last time someone tried to get me into a kimono was a disaster." The memory was awful. An on-the-fly suggestion from Yuusuke that the group go to a summer festival in kimono.

Even as a human he was almost the tallest of his friends, and it was impossible to find anything that fit - unlike the clothes he wore for fighting, which were cut-down leftovers from things he'dworn as a demon. In the end, Botan had offered one of her kimono, and he'd ended up locking himself in his room until Kuwabara found an old yukata for him.

"I know I can charm things to fit now, but I keep remembering how stupid I'd usually end up looking and balk at the idea. Not to mention the stuff for tall guys is usually covered in 'GRR, LOOK AT ME, I'M A MAN' things that I really don't like, or have weird colors."

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Kusuriyuri squeezed Kurama's hand gently. "Shirogitsune looked well in the yukata from before. The kimono is suitably colored, this one. If it is too unpleasant, it need not be done," he murmured softly.

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"No, I said I would," Kurama smiled. "I don't like going back on my word. Besides, if it is just you seeing me, I'll be all right."

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Though it was a small thing, Kusuriyuri was pleased that Kurama wanted to keep his word in it, even when allowed an out without consequence. He squeezed Kurama's fingers and smiled.

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Kurama returned the pressure and smiled back. They were almost at their rooms now. He paused to put Boukensha down, flipping the kitten over to pat his belly. "Bel is in the greenhouses, I bet she misses you," he told Boukensha, who gnawed his fingers for a moment, got up to rub against Kurama and Kusuriyuri's legs, and trundled off towards the greenhouses.

"With the children taken care of," Kurama chuckled, standing again, "let's go play dress-up."

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It amused Kusuriyuri that Boukensha was so easily placated and would leave when they were together, but if he were to leave by himself, the kitten would not give up until he were taken as well. "Baka na neko," he murmured fondly. He turned to Kurama, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes as he asked solemnly, "So, then, shall I dress you first?" he asked. "Or the other way?"

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"That is a tough decision," Kurama sighed (the expression belied by an equally mischievous glint in his eyes), opening the door to their room. "Now, if you dress me first, we get the added bonus of me getting to see you in that dress for longer, and you getting to see me in a kimono for as long as it takes to undress and redress you. Which, in my estimation, is a rather nice tradeoff. Unless you really want out of those ribbons and frills."

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"And if Itoshii were to have his way and undress this one, neither of us should be dressed for some time," Kusuriyuri said, stepping into the room and pulling Kurama after him. "It is, indeed, a difficult choice."