I doubt many people will read this, but if ya want laughs, I highly recommend!! Beware of spelling-errors, my grammar is kinda... Meh.
Anyways, I had had a particularly stressful week. And I guess my subconciousness wanted to give me a holiday. Err, holinight. What ever. But arounf two days ago, I saw a freaky, yet somewhat... Relaxing dream.
The dream began pretty oddly. I was standing in the middle of a ballroom. I was clad in something I would never, ever wear in public. Or in private, for that matter. I was wearing light-brown, furry cat-ears, a furry tank-top, a pair of furry micro-shorts, a tail, furry, fingerless gloves and cat-boots. All in light brown. And when I looked around, thw whole room was filled to the brim with bishounen. Literally every damn bishounen I even vaguely knew of was there.
Boooy was I feeling embarrassed at that moment. And what's even worse? At first glance, I was the only girl in the vicinity. Oh lordy-lo.
Just as a side-note, I have strange dreams. Mostly, it seems as though I can feel temperature-changes, breezes, touches, stuff like that. Don't ask, even I don't know. >_>
Moving on...
After two to three sad, sad attempts to come at me, courtesy of Irvine Kinnes, Roy Mustang the ever-lovable, perverted monk Miroku, I decided to find some damn clothes. The cat-calls, suggestive looks and other stuff like that were getting me a little skittish, so to say.
After showing Mr. Jean Havoc what pain really means by kneeing him in the crotch, I went up a huge staricase and began searching for sheets or clothes or anything to cover myself with. And guess what? The bishounen couldn't be avoided even there. In fact, it became worse; this hallway, particularly, was a dormitory. Yippy. T_T
After fending a touchy-feely Marik off, driving one Vash the Stampede through a door, flinging one Enrique away, neatly dodging one Vincent Valentine and growling to Allen Shezar to keep his distance or I'd shove his cape somewhere where the sun don't shine, I found an open door. Lucky break, huh? Wrong. Very wrong. Apparently, this "apparel" of mine attracted a neko-jin named Rei Kon, and as to my surprise one Kai Hiwatari. WTF? O_o They, suddenly, got into a dispute. This was getting weirder and weirder! I mean, hello, they were ready to duke it out! Even though I wished immensly to leave, I couldn't let those two fight! They'd hurt each other!
Errm... >_> You get the point, ya?
I kindly asked them not to fight, throwing in my cutest "I'm-so-voulnerable-little-kitty-and-really-cute-too"-look, using puppydog-eyes and posing like a shy girl, they both blushed and agreed not to fight. Kai blushing? What's this, the apocalypse??! Putting that aside, I ushered both of them out of the room and shut the door. When I searched the room, I found no clothes, nor did I find sheets anywhere. What kind of a bedroom is this, huh?!? I figured I couldn't face the two hormone-driven teenagers behind the door, I opened the window and jumped down.
Now, for the record, I have gained an ability to control my dreams better. Thus, ignoring that flippy-floppy feeling in my stomach, I forced myself to stay inside that dream. And whaddaya know, my "knight in shining armor" came to my rescue, scooping me before I hit the ground. Third story drop. Didn't actually think it through, did I? Heh... n_n;
Anyways, as we landed on the ground, I saw my "hero". Uh-oh. It's Kakashi. Hatake Kakashi. Hoo boy. After some very suggestive and, basically, lewd comments, I wrenched out of the ninjas' grip and ran back into the house. Lord knows why. I doubt I was thinking. Man, Hatake should stop reading those novels. *blush*
Once back inside, I was, literally, the center of the party. I kept running into men, who kept complimenting me, trying to charm me and grope me and stuff like that. Every girls' dream? We-hell, I'm not the one to fall for bunch of fancy words and pretty faces. It was flattering, but I didn't buy it. The safest place, so far, had been a locked room. After that, it might have been with the Gundam Wing-pilots. Until Duo started hitting on me. T_T Quatre complimented me, Trow, Heero and Wufei just were, barely speaking, but let me tell ya, as much as those guys can control their actions, it seems that their eyes tend to wander. BADLY. So I left for a quest for those damn clothes!! Again, I began my journey. And again, men were hitting on me left and right. T_T After a swift sneak-around and avoidance of males, I reached another room, throwing Inu-Yasha out and almost grabbing the sheets, when it occured to me. What if...? What if I stayed skimply clad and teased them? Heck, that should be fun as hell! So I ransacked the room otherwise. I found a pair of handcuffs. Do even wanna know...? I checked the doors' nameplate. Zidane Tribal. -___-; I don't wanna know, I don't wanna know... So I went downstairs, practically jumping on Zidane and dangling the handcuffs in front of his nose, asking innocently why he had 'em in his bedroom. And he came on to me, telling me that he could show me why he had 'em and what he used 'em for. Oh, hell no was I gonna...!! So I struck a pose, pretending to be all that innocent, asking what he ment by showing me. He was about to clarify, but was then promptly attacked by other males nearby, saying something about leaving me alone and other stuff I did not hear.
So instead, I went to the buffet-table, gathering fish to my plate. Hey, fish tastes nice! So I went to a sofa, eating the fish. Apparently, I was eating it in a slightly suggesting way, judging from the sudden gathering of males nearby me and, well... You can guess how they were staring at me. >_> Kinda creepy, really.
After eating, I began to clean my fingers. Like a cat. :D That did a number on them! But boy oh boy, was it fun! x3
The rest of the dream... Well, it basically went by with me asking would-be-innocent things about not-so innocent subjects, jumping on people or just otherwise getting a reaction out of them. The most perverted ones were easy, so were they with a huge temper. Even though I'm relatively shy in real life and prefer not to have physical contact on people and I would never, ever put on the clothes I did, I had oodles of fun! :D Maybe I should stop watching Hanayaku Maido Tai for a while... >_>
[EDIT: Why yes, Rinoa, yes you have. x3 *check my guestbook for explanation* Nyufufufu...]
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