Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Velvet and Sequins ❯ Foxy Lady ( Chapter 2 )

Velvet and Sequins

Ch. 2 Foxy Lady

"Masquerade!

Paper Faces on Parade!

Masquerade!"

-Masquerade

Phantom of the Opera.

Yami's eyebrows couldn't have gotten any higher on his forehead without magic or a razor and glue. Anzu was standing at the front door, 2 huge bags brimming with make-up, hair styling products, and other mysterious devices occupied her arms.

His distress was caused partially by the fact he wasn't expecting her, and partially because he was half into his costume.

Anzu bravely stifled the urge to start laughing when she took in the sight before her. Yami had the bodice top on…laced wrong, one of the fishnet stocking on lopsided and he had a garter belt dangling form one limp hand. "Anou…Yugi asked me to come over to help you two get ready," she said, managing to stifle the ever-threatening giggles.

Yami once again experienced a sensation that was rapidly becoming familiar and again repressed the urge to throttle Yugi. He stepped aside with all the grace and dignity he could muster and gestured her inside. He motioned her to follow as he headed back to the bedroom where the rest of his costume was. "Well…since you are here, perhaps you can help me with these damned clothes!" he said gesturing to the outfit irritably.

Anzu giggled helplessly and turned to Yugi who had just meandered into the room, "You picked this out?" she asked, waggling the foxtail at him.

Yugi grinned shamelessly, "What can I say? I like fake fur." he said gesturing to his own costume still on his bed. Tight leather pants, mesh shirt, leather boots and a tail and ears matching Yami's.

Anzu rolled her eyes. "No hats at all Yugi?" she mock complained, "Wonderful. Now I have to color both of you guys." She passed them both a pair of drawstring shorts and a button up shirt. She then proceeded to apply a temporary black hair dye to their colorful coifs so that they could blend in easily. As she put it, "There isn't exactly a lot of tri-color guys around you know?"

As they waited for the dye to be finished Yugi passed the time needling Yami who in turn pasted a very bored look on his face and for the most part pointedly ignored his younger half.

Once they were done she hurried them into the shower with instructions to make sure they got all the dye out! While they were in there Yami continued to stoically ignore Yugi until Yugi did the one thing he couldn't ignore.

He went cute.

"Ne…Yami. You aren't…mad at me…are you?" Yugi asked giving him puppy dog eyes.

He tried to resist the Look. He really did. But come on, who can resist those big eyes looking so sad?

He sighed and pulled Yugi into a hug despite the fact he knew he was being manipulated, "I'm not mad" he murmured. Yugi snuggled into the hug for a moment before grinning and stepping back, "Good!" he exclaimed before going back to his washing.

Any retribution Yami may have planned was thwarted when Anzu began knocking on the door and yelling something about not having all day to wait on them.

They hurriedly finished their shower and stepped out after hurriedly throwing on the clean underclothes Anzu had thrown through the door. Once they were out she immediately went to work styling their looks. Yugi she had first pull on his shirt, as she didn't want him messing up his hair. While she worked on his hair, Yami she had sitting impatiently in another chair waiting his turn.

Yugi's hair was pulled back with a generous amount of help from styling gel into a ponytail at the nape of his neck and left to trail down his back with just a few tiny wisps of bangs hanging from the front.

Yami's hair was pulled backwards, again with more styling gel into two ponytails which were then twisted into small buns with strands of hair sticking out in a deliberately messy look and held in place a clear hair band, bobby pins and a lot of hairspray.

Anzu then proceeded to help Yami into his outfit, laughter bubbling up when Yugi produced from a hidden box…a strap-on set of breast-shaped pads. Yami's eyes widened in horror as his hikari explained their usage. Before Yami could run away screaming Anzu had the boobs on him and was lacing up the front of the outfit while Yami mumbled something, presumably death threats, at Yugi in Egyptian under his breath.

Her laughter didn't have time to die down however when she moved to help him into the stockings, "Yami! I didn't know you shaved!" she gasped between bouts of laughter, while a very confused Yami surveyed her.

"What are you talking about?" he asked, confusion clearly etched over his face. "Shave what?"

She gestured to his legs, "Your legs Silky!" she said still giggling.

"Anzu, I can assure you. I do not shave my legs. I am just hairless." he said, fighting off twin desires to smack Yugi for picking out the costume he was being forced into, and to smack Yugi for having Anzu over to help.

Stifling any more urges to assault his hikari, Yami put on his most patient and benevolent smile, "Anzu-chan, please hurry. If I am forced to endure much more of this I may to throttle Yugi and then you both would be sad."

Yugi and Anzu shared a bemused look and Anzu hurried to get the stockings and garter belt on. Once the last boot was on, fox ears and tail securely in place and everything straightened and tucked and primped, Anzu took it upon herself to teach Yami to walk in the high heeled boots so he didn't fall over and kill himself on stairs or anything of the like.

After about 20 minutes of coaching Yami felt relatively confident in being able to strut…like a woman…and he was ready for the last few steps. The first was some colored non-prescription contacts for both him and Yugi. He got gold colored contacts and Yugi got silver. Once they were in, with surprisingly little difficulty on Yami's part, Anzu began applying make-up while Yami practiced talking, like a woman.

It was surprisingly easy for Yami to change his voice to a purring rasp and lighten the pitch, changing his voice from a commanding man to a dark sultry woman. Once the make-up had been applied; eyeliner to emphasize his now "golden" eyes, eyebrows which had been reshaped and filled in with a pencil and lipstick in a shade of red Anzu called Vampire's Kiss, Anzu helped Yami with the jewelry something he was actually oddly familiar with. Intricate arm bands on both arms, bracelets on the left arm, a few rings on his fingers and small earrings that wouldn't get caught on his mask on his ears.

The final step was the mask itself, something Yugi had obviously put some money into. The mask itself was actually a faux porcelain covered by a brown-copper fake fur with whiskers coming out of the fox-shaped muzzle on the mask. Very very tiny beads decorated the tips of some whiskers giving them a more playful look, while sequins in a copper color lined the outer perimeter of the mask.

Once the two were dressed and ready to go, Anzu wished them luck and extracted a promise from Yugi that he would "tell all" later.

Once they had seen her off, Yugi grabbed his cell phone and dialed a number. After a few words he hung up. He turned to Yami and grinned, "Your chariot will be here soon milady."

Yami merely gave his hikari a smile, "Aibou…I have heard tales of how women can retaliate to men who annoy them. If I were you…I would be VERY careful not to annoy any ladies wearing high heeled boots." smirking as his message hit home. His good mood restored he perked up as a large stretch limo pulled in front of their building. The two made their way outside and into the limo. Yugi had to restrain his laughter when the driver gave Yami's backside an appreciative look before giving Yugi a roguish grin and a thumbs-up.

He returned the thumbs-up and grin before climbing in as well. The ride itself was rather uneventful, Yami trying not to move for fear of jolting, tearing, bumping or shifting something that would be irreparable. The costume had cost him entirely too much pride as it was without them having to stop and fix something by the side of the road because he couldn't hold still for fifteen minutes.

The time passed quickly however as mental images of him flirting with Kaiba without any restrictions kept flitting through his head. Once they arrived Yami eagerly made to get to his feet, but was stopped by Yugi who murmured, "Sorry, last time I'll hold you back tonight but you technically are accompanying me tonight and I need to proceed you out and help you from the limo.

Yami nearly pouted but held the emotion in check and waited the extra few moments. He allowed one of his hands to be tucked into the crook of Yugi's arm, as he was "escorted" to the main doors of Kaiba Corporation where the ball was being held in one of the huge ballrooms.

Yugi presented himself to the guards and held out his thumb and pressed it on a pad. The electronic thumbprint matched to the one on Kaiba Corp. records and confirmed and they were allowed in, not without a few appreciative stares at Yami's backside.

Once they were inside, Yami pecked Yugi on the cheek leaving a perfect red imprint of his lip on the younger man's cheek as a mini-revenge. Waving gaily and calling for Yugi to not wait up for him, Yami made his way into already quite full ballroom. Looking around for a moment and deciding he needed a drink, Yami began to make his way to one of the bars tucked into the wall, his outfit earning more than a few stares as well as some whistles. ~If they only knew~ he thought to himself as he ordered himself a drink.

To his complete surprise an almost hidden doorway in the wall next to him opened a man slipped out onto the ballroom floor. Yami's eyes widened in surprise at what the man was wearing, or rather…wasn't wearing. Yami figured he must have made a squeak of some sort, but the shock was even greater when a deep voice rumbled, "Ah…excuse me. Didn't mean to startle you miss."

No one else in the world had a voice that could immediately make Yami tense up in excitement. A slow smile spread over Yami's face as he demurely placed a hand on the taller man's arm to keep him from leaving. ~You aren't going anywhere until I say you can.~ he thought to himself, taking in the scantily clad but oh-so-yummy body in front of him.

Keeping those thoughts inside, Yami looked up and allowed a small smile to curve his lips, "Please, won't you have a drink with a lonely lady?"