Two Blonds and a Bath [Kris]

[Zeke Suzushima]

Two blonds and a bath...okay, it sounds more interesting than a wheelchair.

Finally the littlest claws of spring were starting to dig into the icy shield of winter. Wind wasn't frostbite-inducing anymore, and storms did pop up at random. It was the kind of weather you wanted more of in Wonderland winters. Zeke intended to take full advantage of this little gasp of warmer weather by dragging his twin out of his tomb (hospital) and to where his dear brother had been pestering him to go for a while now. The baths. Poor boy had been sponged enough the past weeks.

Of course Zeke was still sponging him a little.

The washcloth was wet and warm enough as Zeke dropped a little shampoo on it, before all but flopping it onto Kristopher's pretty blond head. "There we go! You'll be nice and pretty in no time, twinny." The older man was wearing slack, rolled up at the knee so they wouldn't drag, and no shirt so it wouldn't get wet. He was having a little too much fun cleaning up Kris, but oh well. Odd twins they were indeed. He mushed the shampoo into his curls.

"So, enjoying the water? Not too cold, right?"

A little pause, then the older brother mused.

"I feel like you when you have to give Naelona-sama a bath."

[Kristopher Roberts]

Kristopher had been dying to take a bath, a REAL BATH! So, when he was finally escaping the hospital he was more then thrilled to be taken to the baths. It was a dream come true! Granted, that dream became a bit of a nightmare for the frist few minuets. It took him and Zeke to figure out how to get his shirt off over the cast without causing him pain, followed by wiggling out of his pants without falling.

Finally, they managed it well enough and Kristopher was sitting in calf deep water (an two inches below the knee). It was enough to keep himself covered from the waist down but not enough that he would cause him seriously trouble when he had to get out.

The blond let out a very happy little sigh, his working hand splashed the waters some as his other merely rested against his chest. His poor legs, they where building back muscles and soon, he would be able to move around on crutches or a cane. Thank God, he was sick of sitting around.

"Ack!" said the younger twin, the wash clothing suddenly being slung on his head brought him back to reality. "Ahh, careful, I don't want soap in my eyes!" He stated rather clearly but didn't put up a fight as Zeke washed his poor curls that needed it so badly.

It was nice getting a bath, one that wasn't a sponge and he could sit. "You have no idea how good it is, brother, to sit here rather then lay." He smiled, pushing a wait curl to the side. Then he laughed, "Feeling like me, huh? Welcome to my world."

[Zeke Suzushima]

Zeke scrubbed about his brother's scalp, using the tips of his fingers to get the dirt out better. Poor little Kris had been tossed around in dirt and blood and soap, but he still looked dirty. And Kami-sama help him the boy had too much hair on his head! Zeke chuckled a little and wrapped one soapy curl around his finger and pulled it down to straighten it. It almost reached the middle of his tattooed back! "Yikes. It's called a hair-cut, ever heard of it?"

"I'll cut it myself if I have to. You keep making it harder to pretend to be you! First the eye, and now you're turning into Rapunzel."

But a pretty Rapunzel he was~

The blue-eyed man laughed with the Christmas-eyed one, releasing the curl and going back to scrubbing the boy. "A little. You have to wash her, right? I mean like this..." a light bulb went off in Zeke's head, albeit a dull one, but a light bulb nonetheless, "Hey, you wanna role-play again? I think I'm getting better. You be Naelona, I'll be you, and if anyone else walks in we can bribe them to be Mar and monkey around." Yay for bad puns!

[Kristopher Roberts]

Kristopher rolled his eyes softly, "I haven't been able to cut it cause I've been laying in a bed for like two weeks now." Among other things that he had gone through for two other weeks. "So, forgive me for beign Rapunzel for a few more days." he smiled and leaned forward, bending his knees to lean against them for support.

"Besides, I don't know if I can cut my hair. I have to ask Naelona for permission. Shes been the one tht always has been cutting my hair but I haven't been able to see her very much..." Staring down at the water, he looked as his soap hair and mismatched eyes. He could see Zeke above him, looking perfect as ever with normal, human eyes.

"Well, on the bright side, you won't have to pretend to be me until I am healed at 100%."

The boy tilted his head to the side with a raised brow then, "Role-play?" He inquired and then remembered why they did such a thing and chuckled. "If you want, then alright. I have been wondering if you had gotten any better at being me or not." He mused.

[Zeke Suzushima]

"Wait, you need permission to cut your hair?" the older twin blinked once, then a few more times at Kristopher's words. That sounded...odd to him. Exactly how many factors of Krissy's life were decided by someone else for him? Naelona, Vasant, Aione, Kazn, his siblings...evrything seemed to control him. Where was his choices? "Can't you just tell her a crazy man grabbed your hair from behind and cut it off? Some crazy blue guy in a peacock gown or a boa or something. I'm sure she'd understand, right?"

Zeke glanced down and caught his twin staring at his reflection.

"You look fine, you know."

As soon as it had been said the subject switched back to the idea of playing. Zeke's smile grew brighter than a candle and he dipped the washcloth into the water and reached for the soap. "It takes a lot of practice. I have to go from my totally cool and crazy self to everyone's favorite chew-toy. It's a difficult transition." The soapy cloth brushed against the sickly boy's back as Zeke scrubbed it, admiring the tattoo's. His little shoulder-snowflake had nothing on this epically awesome mess of ink.

[Kristopher Roberts]

Kristopher blinked, "Yeah." He said, looking back at his twin. "Don't you need permission to do things?" It seemed Kristopher was now really confused about the matter but he shrugged it away. "However, I don't need permission for my tattoos. I'm allowed to do what I want to my skin as long as its tasteful."

A pause.

"Yeah, blaming it on Shae would be fun but it's not worth the trouble." Kristopher sighed softly, resting his chin on his knee now with his casted arm between his legs and chest. A soft smile touched his face, "Yes, pretending to be isn't an wasy task at all, is it? I mean you got a lot of people to worry about and have to watch your back...so much." The term chew-toy seemed to be rather fitting for the blond. Seeing as everyone wanted a piece of him in one form or another.

Upon Kristophers back, at the base of the neck was a strange tattoo. It seemed different compared to his sleeves. It had its own life with its flowing lines that seemed to form some kind of image in a language that Zeke would not be able to read.

"So, how to start this...hm?"

[Zeke Suzushima]

Zeke tilted his head at the next question. Did he need permission? Well, yes, somethings Serenity needed to be contacted about before he could do anything. But other than that... "Sometimes yes, but even when I do need permission, sometimes I do it anyway. I guess I'm a bit of a bad slave, aren't I?" the older man chuckled, "Then again, Boogies can be mad at you for going against their word, but if it's over something like cutting your hair...well, once it's cut it's cut, done deal. What can they do? I'd rather get punished for something than not do it at all."

So many differences between the twins.

"It's difficult I guess. But it's also a challenge," his smile brightened a little more, "What's life without a few good scares? Okay, so maybe the ball was more a scare than it needed to be, but after we go out mostly-unscathed, it was done! I can laugh at the danger. And at Elric-san's wonderful apologizing skills."

The washcloth paused for a moment right over Kris's lower back. How to start this session of role-play? Naelona taking a bath, Kris washing her...for starter it probably was a lot more private and formal and stuff than sitting in the baths with Zeke nearly-naked and Kris, well, naked. Nae was probably much more conservative. But then again, Zeke only knew what Kris had taught him. "Lessee. Well, for starters," he lifted the cloth a little so it rested between the sickly boy's shoulder-blades. "I probably shouldn't be so close to your ass, should I?"

Yeah, he wasn't in character yet. He was playing around, but given the time he'd step into his chew-toy of a twin's foot-steps.

[Kristopher Roberts]

Poor Elric, he had been so scared of Zeke it seemed or something to that extent. It took them a while to convince the poor man that they had no intention of taking him out to a dark corner and do evil things with him. The man was so paranoid, but in Wonderland, that was good thing.

"Yes, as long as you don't frighten him, I am sure he will come around and make a great friend." A great big frightening bear of a friend. Though huggable at the same, now how did that work?

Smirking still the blond spoke, though not moving from his position. "What? Are you thinking about touching my ass? You pervert." Shaking his wet head lightly he added, "I don't care if you go near it, I trust you enough there...now if it was Naelona." He had to pause and think about this for a long moment.

As soon as it occurred to Kristopher how his usual bathing routine went with his boogie-woman, he blushed deeply. He full out turned red, "Um...well...with Na-Naelona..." How does one say this to the other who had to know such--private things?

Slowly, the blond lowered his head between his knees. "She erm,shedoesn'tcarewhereIputmyhands
aslongasIstayontaskunlessotherthingsarestated
inthemostermumahhhhhowtosayit?"

He suddenly felt like drowning himself, "Maybe we shouldn't do the bath?"

[Zeke Suzushima]

"He'll be a great friend...and huggable too~" As a cactus.

Zeke chuckled and continued scrubbing the boys back. Kristopher and him had such an odd relationship. Seriously, how many people did you meet who looked exactly the same, thought the same, acted completely opposite each other (in spades), and hung around and could've looked like lovers if they didn't look like mirror images. And how many times can you make an ass joke with your twin? "But it's so cute and round like a muffin! How can I keep my hands off it, you silly uke?"

Suddenly the pale face of his little brother was red as an apple.

The blue-eyed twin blinked a couple times, and then a few more times during Kristopher's talking-as-fast-as-I-can speak, and then didn't blink at all for what seemed like a minute afterward. "...oh...well..." he said quietly, which was oddly out of character of Zeke to do anything quiet. He flopped the cloth over Kristopher's shoulder and walked around the bath, leaning down so he was right in his twin's face. The look on his own face was disapproving to say the least.

"I never thought I'd be so ashamed."

But this is Zeke we're talking about.

"Why the hell is she allowed to touch your muffin-butt but I'm not?"

There we go.

Keeping that obviously mock-disappointment on his face, Zeke lifted his hand and wagged a slender finger at Kristopher. "Here I am working my butt off to bathe you, keep you company, and work up your immunity to flying into walls, and you repay me by letting another woman have at you? I've never been so cheated." Don'tlaughdon'tlaughdon'tlaugh... "Really now, Krissy. I am very disappointed in you. Weren't you ever taught to share?"

[Kristopher Roberts]

Talk about the most awkward day of your life, this was right up there with having someone look at you nude for the frist time. You just don't know what the hell to do or even how to react other tne resisting the urge to go, 'Well! Here I am, now what?'

Now for the topper to the cake, or muffin in this case. Looking up at his twin with a face as red as a fire engine, he raised a brow.

Dear lord, Zeke was close to his face, though unlike many others, Kristopher was not phased by it one bit. It was basically his own face staring at him and well, it didn't bother him. He liked being close with his twin.

Wait a minute...

"Muffine...butt?" He repeated softly and then loudly, "I DO NOT have a MUFFIN BUTT!" A pause then, "My ass is not a muffin that is full of nurtion and goodness..." mummbled the younger twin.

Kristopher face palmed then and tilted his head back. Dear Lord. "For Christ sake, touch my goddamn ass and be done with it you crazy CLONE!" Another pause, "Wait, aren't I supposed to be Naelona here?"

"And doesn't this mean YOUR butt is a muffin as well? It looks like mine you know."

[Zeke Suzushima]

Oh Kami-sama, Kris was walking right into this one. Zeke kept his fake-expression on his face up until his little twin almost shouted that he was NOT a muffin-butt, nor was he filled with nutrition and goodness. That broke the stoicism and Zeke let out a laugh, closing his eyes and tossing his head back for a moment. He was so cute when he was flustered! And this was probably the worst blush he'd ever seen on the sickly boy. This was too good! Finished laughing the older twin placed a finger to his lips.

He took a couple steps back as he talked. "It's not filled with nutrition or goodness...yet. Depends which seme gets his claws into you, or rather gets his di--" At that moment, Kami-same decided to play censor-man and caused Zeke to step in the wrong spot, right on some sudsy water, sending him falling backwards.

Okay, timing fail. Dammit, I don't do slapstick!

"Ouch. That hurt." Zeke mumbled embarrassingly and sat up, rubbing his own muffin-butt, seeing how he'd hit his poor tailbone.

The next comment did not go unnoticed however, as it was an invitation Zeke was unsure he should ignore or jump on. It would be hilarious to see Kristopher's reaction to being groped, but at the same time it might get a very angry Augusta on his tail. Or worse, a very jealous/homicidal Serenity on Kris's. But they were twins, odd as they were, and just one little grope wouldn't be any cause for alarm. The older man's smile became almost wicked in nature and he crawled up to the tub (stand was too much effort) and rested on it's edge.

"Yes, I have a muffin-butt. And I like it. Helps me get girls, odd enough."

And without any warning or other invitation, the blue-eyed twin stuck his hand into the water and caught Kristopher's muffin-arse with a squeeze. Of course he was laughing hysterically as he did so, but it felt odd. No thoughts of 'I'm grabbing a guy's butt' or 'this is wrong' went though his head. Kris and him were the same, so it just...well, it wasn't like grabbing his own ass, that would be weird, but it was in a way like that. Like...like playing with yourself when nobody else is around? The thought made Zeke laugh harder.

[Kristopher Roberts]

Yet. How wonderful of Zeke to say such a thing too him. He felt his face burning, he was sure he as becoming a tomato at this rate. It didn't help either when Zeke went off about how his bottom needed to be filled with goodness. The long haired blond put a hand over his face in shame or something like that anyways.

"Don't you even---" SPLASH!

"HA! That's so what you get for messing with a criple!" He declared with laughter once Zeke emerged from the waters. Oh, that was just priceless and the most wonderful thing ever. He suddenly felt better and not so awkward.

"And men." He offered, "Don't forget the men." Chimmed the younger blond as he lifted his cast out of the water. Oops, he had let his arm touched the water by accident during his embrassment, oh well...it would dry after a few hours. Luckily, he was supposed to get a brace soon to finish up the healing and then it would be back to physical therapy, this time for his arms rather then his legs.

And then there was a hand on his ass, his face lite right back up. "AH! Hey! Don't you be playing with that!" yelled the startled blond who thought on the same lines of his twin. "Thats odd, its like a messed up form of master----nevermind."

Once again he lowered his head and shook it.

[Zeke Suzushima]

Ah yes, Karma could be a really bitch when it wanted to be. Just like Lady Luck. Maybe they were cousins, or sisters in fact. It would explain the similarities in their good moments and bad timing.

Zeke continued to keep his hand placed on his twin's backside. His eyes were a little wider than usual from Kristopher's cut-off comment. "Huh," he said, blinking a couple time. One of his fingers brushed against a tattoo, "So...you thought it too." Well now this was getting awkward fast. The normally pale face of Zeke's was getting redder by the moment. Of course he could just move his hand and the awkward would pass, but if he did it too fast the message could get screwy.

In other words, his hand was not moving.

Oh brother.

Awkward is as awkward does, the older twin squeezed a little like it was nothing. Because, again, it didn't feel wrong or funny or bad. It really was like...well, fooling around with yourself. Except they were two different physical bodies, like one brain split into two. It was like a bad sci-fi porno.

"Iroppoi..."


Trans: ~Kinky~

[Kristopher Roberts]

Well, now this was slightly awakward, here they where sitting in the water with a hand on his butt. Right, now how to deal with this? It was an excellent question but one he really had no answers too. It was just his twin, which in a strange way was him.

"Um..." said Kristopher awkwardly as he tired to figure out something to say or do. But the cripple couldn't figure out a damn thing! "Um, Zeke...how long are you going to leave your ha----OH!" His eyes went large and he blushed again. Looking off to the side. "Iroppoi? What's that mean?" he inquired, trying to clear his throat.

"Behave yourself---you are supposed to help me take a bath, remember?" Not getting felt up, but it was his twin so he really didn't care too much. "So..um..."

[Zeke Suzushima]

Kris's question snapped Zeke back from whatever odd and perverted train of thought it had been riding. Right, he was squeezing his ass. Back pedal. "Oh, crap, sorry!" he squeaked much like his twin, an octave higher than usual, and snapped his hand back out of the water. That blush was just getting worse, dammit. And questioning is absent-minded Japanese wasn't helping it. He chuckled wearily.

"It, um, it means 'sexy' or 'kinky'. I was kinda spacing. Gomen nasai."

Zeke coughed once and averted eyes with his twin. It wasn't weird at all touching him, which in a way was even weirder than weird in the normal weird way! (Oi.) Blue eyes tried to see patterns in the tile or the water and even the soap...when, of course, his brain gave him another dumb idea. Zeke lifted his hand and fiddled with his curls much like Kristopher, then looked back at his twin with a slight, somewhat stranger-than-usual smile.

"You're right, madam. I apologize, just one little thing..."

With a quick bolt, the older twin was leaning over the bath and had his lips caught on his little brother's in less than a moment. He remembered how Kris had taught him on the beach, soft at first, then working up to something a little 'more'. Just like his twin.

Weird.