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We'll Go Where Nobody Knows [Closed]

WHO: Yogi, Cloud, Zephyr, and Ashura. (closed)
WHERE: Ashura’s house.
WHEN: 4/5
WHAT: Giving Cloud a crossdressing makeover!
WARNINGS: None? I don’t think?

Ashura, itching to have some crossdressing fun with his friends, had invited Yogi and Zephyr to his place. But then there’s just one little piece missing.

“I’ve got it! I know just who we’re going to makeover! Yogi, get your fabrics and notebook ready. You can even use some items in my closet, if you need to! I want him to look pretty! Make him as pretty as me and Zephy, if you can!

“Zephy~ You just help me make sure that everything works out well and looks great together. You know, like I usually do with costume sets! I love your input!”

With that, he places a phone call to Cloud, keeping him on speaker phone for everyone to hear.

When the phone hangs up, it’s just the waiting game for Cloud to arrive. And Ashura is clearly on cloud nine!

“OOH! I’m so excited! Do you think he’ll like it when we’re done?! No! He’ll just love it, I’m sure!”

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This should be good. Zephyr loved the whole dress up scene. Even better when it didn't involve him on his days off.

"I'm sure he will." Cloud struck him as a nervous sort so this should be very very interesting. "Do you want the DSLR or should I use my iPhone?" You know, just to keep a record of everything for ~~blackmail~~ posterity.

Honestly, Yogi still isn’t quite sure how he ended up in this. But then, everything to do with Ashura was more or less a whirlwind and he had learned to accept that with more or less calm grace. He really couldn’t complain. He did like working on the drag scene when he got a chance - he could go crazy and clients loved it! Dressing up cloud though would present a different challenge since he doubted that Cloud would want to waltz about in one of his bigger, fancier creations.

Yogi glanced at Zephyr, still a bit nervous since this was one of his first real at length interactions with one of his best friend’s boyfriend.

“If you’re going to pick a set, I can make something to fit,” he suggested, already imagining something rather bohemian for Cloud.

"Ooh, DSLR definitely! You really do think of everything, Zephy!"

Yay, more pictures for his collections!

"That would be perfect, Yogi-bhai! I'm thinking... maybe blue or green? He's blond, and cute. Kind of has that deer in the headlights look about him!"

He eagerly gathers himself next to Yogi to see what he has available.

Zephyr just grins and goes off to find the camera. It helps that he's been here semi-frequently enough to have an idea where Ashura keeps his things.

Yogi smiled at Ashura and opened up his sketchbook, flipping through and finally pausing on a more daytime look. It involved a cute halter top, a thigh length skirt, tall stockings, and a cute little throw on short-sleeved shrug. It had a very summery feel to it, cute and bouncy, with a violet color paired with a lemon pattern on white.

"What do you think?" he asked Ashura.

Oh, my goodness, I love it! Zephy, look!

[Ashura's pointing at the picture.]

He would look sooooo cute in it, don't you think? He wouldn't even need alot of makeup for it. Some simple blush and maybe white eye shadow. Oh, Yogi-bhai, do you have false eyelashes with you?

"I like it," he said simply, returning with the camera. As long as Ashura was happy, he'll go along with it.

"No?" Yogi responded to Ashura, always taken by surprise by his left field questions. Yogi wasn't in the habit of carrying around makeup supplies as it were.

"When is Cloud getting here?" Yogi asked. "I'll probably have to go get the pieces."

"Awe... That's okay!"

Ashura tells one of his servants to run down to the makeup shop and pick up a few things.

"He said like a half hour, or something." He was only half-paying attention. "Probably any minute now."

Cloud is escorted in by another servant.

"Okay, so what do you want me to... do?" Only at the very end of the sentence does he realize that it's not just Ashura. Now he's a little puzzled. Not that this is terribly unusual for Cloud.

Zephyr opts to greet him with a raise of his hand and a smile. Not quite a wave but it'll do. Don't mind the man holding the camera.

"Cloud-bhai, you made it!"

He heads over to take Cloud by the hand and pull him to another more well-lit area, before taking Cloud's face in his hands to get a better look at his complexion.

"You don't have to do anything but sit here and look pretty, okay?"

Literally.

Ashura fingers through Cloud's hair, trying to determine if they should do hair extensions, too.

Nah, the short should do well for the summery look.

"Cloud-bhai, do you know your measurements?"

Cloud just blinks in mild confusion, going along with all of this like there's nothing even slightly weird about it.

"My... " He glances down at his loose T-shirt and worn jeans. "Uhh, not really. I wear a size 9 shoe?"

Ashura motions for one of the servants to go grab the measuring tape and a paper pad.

"A size nine shoe?" He shoots a puzzled look at some of the others in the room, as if looking for a hint. "Is that -bhai's or -ben's?"

Ashura, does it look like Cloud wears ladies shoes?

"Alright, strip off your shirt so we can take your measurements."

"Bye or Ben? Are those brand names?" Cloud rubs at the hair on the back of his neck. Wait, what?

"You mean right here? Don't you have like a changing room or something?"

"-Bhai is brother, -ben is sister."

There, simple and easy.

Ashura blinks, almost cluelessly.

"Why would you need a changing room? I change and get my tailoring here all the time. When I'm not out shopping for it, anyway."

He gets alot of deliveries, okay?

That Bye Ben thing still makes no sense, but whatever. Cloud figures he'll just roll with it.

"Uhh... " He glances at the servants who don't seem to think this is strange at all either. "Okay, I guess?"

He tugs his shirt off, distinctly self-conscious about it but not enough to be a problem. Then he looks around for someplace to put the shirt down. Compared to everything else in the room it looks like a dirty rag.

He's got a pretty nice physique for someone who doesn't take it seriously.

One of the servants steps forward to take the shirt from him, offering to hold it. This is fine.

"Ooh, you really are pretty."

The servant with the measuring tape moves in and starts measuring various places. Though Cloud might notice they don't do the inseam. After all, he's going to be wearing a dress, he won't need such a thing. Important marks are his chest, shoulders, waist, and hips.

As long as they don't try to take his pants? If they do he'll go along with it anyway, along with setting his boots aside but will actually start blushing if he's left in the middle of the room in nothing but his underwear.

"If you say so, I guess?"

"Of course I do, it's perfect!"

At that moment, the servant who ran to get makeup returns. Since they're waiting on Yogi, Ashura will go ahead and get started.

"I think I'll need my gemstone collection, too," he says to one of the maids, who quickly exits the room to do as she's told. Ashura opens an eyeshadow case and dabs the brush in. He takes Cloud's chin into his hand.

"Alright, relax your face and close your eyes."

"What..." This is really bizarre, but what's Cloud going to do if Ashura's holding him by the chin? After looking at the brush skeptically he does close his eyes, though relaxing his face is a completely different matter. Especially when the brush actually touches his eyelids, that makes him squirm and start shying away.

"You need to hold still or you'll mess it up." There's actually a hint of a whine in Ashura's voice, showing that it would be in Cloud's best interest to hold still. Unless he wants a tantrum from the older man. Zephyr might recognise that whine, too. It's the prelude to something not going his way, and he hates it when they don't.

Nooo, Cloud can't withstand pouting or whining or anything of the sort! An anxious look crosses his face.

"Sorry."

Now he's trying his very best to hold perfectly still, and even manages to relax his face well enough that the process can work. It probably helps that he has no idea what the makeup looks like. It's just delicate face-touching, particularly with his eyes closed.

Ashura's face lights up as Cloud makes the effort to stay still for him. He gives Cloud white eye shadow, with a smidge of purple and green in the top corners. Moving away for a moment, he grabs a blush and highlights Cloud's cheeks with a coral pink.

At this time, the maid grabbing his gemstones returns and Ashura turns to her. There's a light dab of cool gel applied along his eyes, then he presses cut sapphires into the gel to hold them there.

"Hmmm..." Ashura looks Cloud over. He grabs a cherry-coloured lipgloss. "Alright, now pucker and open your mouth slightly.

With his eyes closed and trying not to move, Cloud doesn't really have the ability to see what's being done to him or question any of it. None of it seems dangerous or anything, Ashura is being quite gentle, so it can't be too bad, right?

Then, eyes still closed, he tries to follow the latest instruction. Except he doesn't know how. Pucker and open your mouth means make a fish-face, right? With lips as close as possible to a tiny crinkly O-shape?

Ashura pauses for a moment at this. Then starts busting out laughing to the point where he has to set the makeup down. He's never seen anyone do that face for makeup, before.

"Gently! More gently!" He can't help but give giggling bursts in between. "Make it like you're going to kiss someone!"

He's still giggling, and it takes a few minutes before he can calm down enough to try this again. Cloud's more than welcome to take a glance in the full-length mirror beside him, if he should so desire.

Well how was HE supposed to know what Ashura meant? Cloud folds his arms over his bare chest and looks at him with a mildly reproachful stare. Like hell he's going to admit that he has no idea how to kiss someone, either. If Ashura couldn't figure out a better way to explain it then it was his fault, not Cloud's.

He's not paying any attention at all to the mirrors, too busy with his quietly haughty pout.

Oh, what a pout. Ashura can't help giggling some more. Not to make fun of him, just that... apparently Cloud doesn't understand, or doesn't want to. And, well, Cloud's let him get this far, so... it's the first, right? That makes the most sense.

Ashura sets his hands on Cloud's shoulders.

"Here, I'll show you, like this."

Ashura leans in, closing his eyes, to plant a kiss right on Cloud's lips. Not that he seems to mind that Zephyr is right there. He actually doesn't think twice about it. He's not trying to lay Cloud, he just wants to show him how to pucker.

That was not something Cloud expected to happen. He blinked in surprise, then his brow knit in confusion. In the meantime, his lips didn't do anything different than they would for those facial expressions.

After a few seconds, Ashura pulls back from Cloud and smiles up at him.

"See? Did you see how I did it? Now you try!"

He's apparently very eager to teach Cloud this stuff all to get him to properly wear some makeup.

Did Cloud see? No, not really. He wasn't even paying attention except to wonder what was happening and why. Maybe he could manage a little better than the fish-face though, even if he wasn't?

His next careful attempt at puckering for the makeup stuff ended up resembling a bad caricature of duck-lips. That was better, right?

Ashura's face contorts a bit as he tries to fight back another giggle.

"Okay, yes. That's... better. I can at least put on the lip gloss this way."

Ashura's chuckling to himself as he grabs the lip gloss again and sweeps the brush along Cloud's lips, accenting them with sheen and a bit of pink.

Lip gloss? Why were lips supposed to be glossy? Cloud had heard of lipstick, had seen people write on mirrors with it in horror films, but that wasn't this.

He tries not to twitch out of the duck-lips position that Ashura had said was good enough. The fading memory of that disappointed whining edge still had him on alert.

"There!" Ashura closes the gloss and hands it to a maid, looking over Cloud's pretty face. "Ahh! I love it! You look like you could be an angel! I can't wait to see you in the dress! OH! I wonder if I could get someone to deliver some costume wings real quick! Give me just a moment!"

He places a quick call to a few shops. Because, hey, while he's at it, he might as well order blond hair extensions.

"Costume whats?" Wait, what did Ashura say just before that? "What do you mean, 'the dress?'"

With Ashura having run off, Cloud started to look at the servants and Zephyr for hints. They had to know what Ashura was talking about, right?

That kiss had Zephyr sighing quietly. He really needed to talk to Ashura about that. He was friendly and likely didn't mean much by it but it still wasn't all that pleasant to witness.

He looked at Cloud sympathetically. "You don't know what you signed up for, do you?"

"I'm supposed to try on clothes... Right?"

Cloud glanced around, looking for the servant who took his measurements and the other one who took his T-shirt. There was no reason to think there was anything else to it, even though Ashura had chosen a rather invasive approach to getting Cloud to relax his lips properly. Makeup was a normal thing for anyone dressing up, male newscasters and politicians wouldn't go out in public without it.

Then he saw the mirror and noticed the crazy colorful paint job that Ashura had been doing while he wasn't paying attention. Cloud approached the mirror slowly, open-mouthed, like his image was some kind of exotic tropical wild animal.

"Sweet Shiva..." He tilted his head to the side. "What's all THAT for?"

"You'll be trying on dresses," Zephyr supplied. "You'll be fine. You have the looks for it. Likely the reason why Ashura wanted you to model to begin with."

"But..." Cloud turned around to hold his arms out in a wide shrug.

"Why?! There's got to be at least one million women living in Recolle, maybe two million, and that's not counting having supermodels flown in from Paris or whatever. There are so many better options, why would he settle for me?"

Zephyr shrugged. "You'll have to ask him later. He has his whims." And Zephyr was happy enough to let him do whatever he pleased.

"Well..." Cloud stared at his face in the mirror for another moment before looking back at Zephyr with a shrug.

"I guess there's nothing bad about it."

He nodded in agreement.

"As they say, just 'go with the flow'."

Speaking of going with the flow, guess who just arrived? Yogi waved at the bodyguards as he came back in, a large duffle slung across his shoulders. He could hear Sephiroth and Cloud talking and so made for them, waving at both men as well before stopping and putting down the bag, unzipping it and pulling out the pieces.

"I have the outfit!" he declared, because he was sure that by now Cloud had been briefed of what was happening and realized that, much like fighting a tsunami, it was useless to resist or change Ashura's mind.

He pulled out a number of pieces, that all together created a cute, lemon themed ensemble. Bright, summery, and adorable!

Edited 2018-05-06 00:28 (UTC)

Cloud's jaw drops all over again as he stares in fascination with more than a hint of discomfort.

"Am I going to have to take my pants off for this?"

"Well, your pants won't work well with the skirt, so... yes?" Yogi said, watching Cloud because he was fairly sure Ashura should have explained all of this. But then again, it was Ashura, so the actual amount of relevant information passed to him could, in itself, be questionable.

A quick look back at Zephyr, who seemed fine with it, then at Yogi, who seemed fine with it, and Cloud shrugs.

"Okay, I guess?"

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Lol, I broke my own format. Go me. I'm as airheaded as my character.

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