The never ending kind

22- I'm Just Short

I woke up to Razel, "What the hell do you think you're doing, pervert!"

I held onto the hem of the shirt she had been trying to take off my sleeping form, "Stop! No! Hariss-ment! Sexual Abuse!"

I twisted onto my side, trying to dislodge her hands. Sadly, it made it easier for her to flip it over my head from the back and get it down and off my arms, "FIRE FIRE FIRE! You're not my lover, let me go!"

I screamed bloody murder when she went for the pants, which I was proud to say was loud enough for people to run in and check, "What the hell-?"

"What happened?"

"Razel! You were only supposed to wake him!," The one was Reinen, who thankfully pulled Razel away from me.

"Awww, I just wanted to dress him up~."

"I'm not a fricking doll!"

The two other random people walked away, obviously not wanting to get reeled into the crazy shit going down. I'm guessing they knew nothing normal would happen with these twins around. And, according to the looks, my thoughts were pretty on par to theirs. Now, if only I could join their tactical retreat.

A chill ran through me, reminding me that I didn't have a shirt on with Razel around. She, or he, was quite the peculiar being. I never knew what to expect... Scratch that, I knew whatever it was, even if I didn't expect it, couldn't be good. What sane person would strip another while asleep to dress them in-

I looked on the bed at the outfit she had set out, "What the hell is that?" 

Razel was still pouting a little from Reinen's scolding when he stopped momentarily to look at me then to what dreaded item was on the bed.

Razel smiled brightly, "It'll look perfectly on you! It fits your complexion and your hair is even longer than it was before. I've even gotten-"

"Shut up, Razel," I growled out. "Why would you bring such an item to have me wear?"

I looked to Reinen whose face was now stuck firmly in his hand. Several moments and one large sigh later, Reinen finally lifted his head once more, "Razel, we've been through this. You can't just force this on people, it's strange."

"But, but, but," Razel looked almost teary-eyed, but I saw the crocodile beneath. "He's perfect!"

"No, I'm really not. And if you get anything else like that near me, I'll maim you and break your phone."

"Gasp! Not Mr. Frosty!"

"Razel, even I, your twin, am confused by half the things you do," This was the most I had heard Reinen speak yet. "You can't just force someone into this lifestyle. You need to find someone willing- And no, don't even think about trying to brainwash him."

Razel scowled at him in annoyance, "You take all the fun out of life."

"And you put all the crazy in it."

I snorted out a laugh as Razel stomped her foot and left the room, slamming the door. We both looked at the door for several moments before looking at each other. Reinen scratched the back of his head, looking away. Still I stared until I knew he had broken.

"So, you'll have to sometime anyway," I crossed my arms, still shirtless. "Get me some actual clothes without ribbons and bows and explain."

From the closet, he quickly pulled out some kid's clothes. Thankfully they were solid colors and easy to slip on, "So... Um... Razel's become interested in this new... lifestyle that's started to become popular lately."