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The invisibility wears off
11 reviewsA cute guy who cross-dresses and a guy who mistakes him for a girl and asks him out. Yaoi, smut, and all around greatness. (No smut in this chappy)
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A/N: I want to thank Lyanvis for the title. I chose one of her suggestions, though I did cut it down by just a word. ^.^ Enjoy, and don’t read this if you aren’t of age!
Ch. 1: The invisibility wears off
He didn't know why he was so nervous. It's not like anyone would recognize him or anything. He had no friends at or outside of school, and he was practically invisible at school. He didn't get the best grades, but he didn't do horribly. He never tried out for sports or any clubs, and even if anyone did try to approach him, he would brush them off. He didn't want friends. He just wanted to get through school and get it over with. He could care less about the people around him.
So why was he so nervous going out into public for the first time like this? He supposed that it was just because he'd kept it secret for awhile, and he didn't want the world to judge him. Of course, his mom had found out about a year ago, and she didn't react like he thought she would. He thought she would be disgusted to find out that her son, and the only one in her life at the moment, was a cross-dresser. She was delighted!
She took him out clothes shopping the next day and bought him a whole bunch of outfits. Girls and guys clothing. They weren't poor, but they weren't rich either. His mom made pretty good money. She was a lawyer. He was still surprised that she had bought him so many clothes though. Either way, he was pretty happy. He liked getting new clothes, and he even got to pick out some cute shoes. As he thought about his newest shoes, his mother's voice suddenly brought him out of his memories.
" I added to the list, but you should still be able to carry the stuff home. It shouldn't be that heavy." his mom said, handing him a piece of paper with a grocery list on it.
"But do I have to go shopping looking like this?" he asked, looking in the mirror. The reflection beheld what looked like a sullen teenage girl with her mother beside her. He wore a plaid skirt, a small white blouse, and a tie to match the skirt. His heels were black pumps, and they made her look at least 4 inches taller than he really was. A few bracelets adorned his wrists on each side, with a plaid bangle on his right wrist.
In his chocolate brown hair was a ribbon to match the skirt, tie, and bangle, tied around an elastic hair tie that held his hair up in a pony tail. If it were down, it would be past the backs of his knees. Only a small amount of hair wasn't in the tie, and that hair made up his bangs. He decide on the plaid look today, obviously. He thought he looked like he could be his own twin sister. He loved dressing up, and he found that after he had mastered applying it, loved makeup as well.
His mother had taught him how to apply makeup after she had discovered his little hobby, and he'd since mastered it. Even though he knew it was him under the clothing and the makeup, he couldn't help but marvel at the girl in the mirror. Even he couldn't tell he was a guy from his reflection. His face actually had a very feminine shape to it. Okay, so he didn't have breasts, obviously, but he wasn't about to use fake ones.
He just looked like a flat chested girl who hadn't fully developed yet. His mom smiled and kissed him on the cheek, and said "Yes. I got you those outfits so you could do what you like doing. If you love dressing up so much, you should be able to go anywhere looking like that. I just want you to try it out. You're already comfortable walking around the house like that, so now it's time to make you comfortable going outside. Okay Jake?"
His mom hugged him and giggled at his still sullen look. He tried to ignore her as best as he could, but he still have her a hug and kiss and told her he loved her on her way out the door. She was a lawyer, so she went to work on somewhat regular hours, but today she was going in after lunch, like she always did on Saturdays. She handed him his purse before she went out the door and said "Don't frown so much, hun. You'll end up wrinkling prematurely."
She gave him a kiss on the forehead and out the door she went. He considered dressing normally and then going to get the groceries, but then a part of him still told him to just go and get it over with. To try it out. He sighed and opened the front door, closing it behind him and locking it after he took the house key out of his purse. He put the house key back in his purse and went on his way, walking on the sidewalk and trying not to draw too much attention to himself.
As he walked along, he considered going to the mall for awhile before he went grocery shopping. His mom had given him enough money to get everything they needed, and something for himself if he wanted. He had quite alot of money to spend on himself, actually. His mother was a great lawyer, and had won a huge case recently. It was a murder trial, but his mother could say too much, because it was against the law, and it would violate the terms of her contract.
If she did that, she would end up having to look for a job. Neither of them wanted that, so they didn't discuss her cases. In short, this meant that she had plenty of money, and what she didn't invest or use on bills and groceries, she gave to her son to use as he saw fit. Most of the time he bought himself and his mom something, because she didn't like to indulge and buy herself things. He had about $500 to spend on himself and his mom if he decided to get him anything.
He had plenty of time to do everything today, because it was a Saturday, and he, as usual, had no plans. He didn't care, because he usually played video games, or hung out on the internet. There wasn't much to his life, really. He shrugged as he pulled himself back to the present and tried to decide where to go. Finally, he decided he would hang out at the mall for awhile, and maybe buy something if he liked anything that he saw.
As he turned to wait at an intersection to cross the street, a popular guy from school that he immediately recognized walked up and stood beside him, waiting to cross the street as well. Jake thought that maybe the guy was going to the mall, and he barely succeeded in keeping a scowl from marring his feminine features. Great. So he was going to have to deal with the jerk until he got there. He hated guys like that.
They always messed with other people to keep themselves entertained throughout the school day, and though he usually stayed below the radar, he was now walking beside a popular guy. He readied himself to endure some kind of insult, but then he remembered that he was dressed up, and the guy probably wouldn't insult a girl. Especially as attractive as he looked as a girl. He stole a glance at the popular guy, and he already seemed to be checking Jake out.
When he caught Jake looking, he smiled.
"Hi. I'm Jon. I don't believe we've met. What's your name, cutie?" he asked, taking on a cocky air and moving closer to Jake. Jake rolled his eyes and turned his head to cross the street, the signal having just flashed to walk a second before.
"Wait! Where are you going? You haven't told me your name yet!" Jon said, crossing the street in a jog to catch up with Jake who had doubled his walking pace.
"Buzz off." Jake said, not looking at Jon. His voice was feminine enough to pass for female, so Jon didn't notice a thing.
"Wait. What did I do wrong? Did I offend you?" Jon asked, persistent. Jake didn't know why the guy wouldn't just leave him alone. He probably had like 4 or 5 girlfriends, if not more. That, coupled with the fact that he looked like a flat chested girl, made him wonder why Jon had even talked to him in the first place. He was tempted to do almost anything to get rid of the guy, but he couldn't afford to have people know that he dressed like a woman. He might get beat up over it.
He knew how the majority of people's minds worked, and he didn't want to deal with intolerant assholes. Finally, after a few minutes of Jon bugging him, he stopped. He finally said "Listen...My name is Ashley, okay? And there is no way in hell I would even consider dating someone like you!" That stopped Jon in his tracks. Jake could tell he'd struck a chord.
"Someone...like me? What do you mean?" he asked, looking at Jake with an unreadable look.
"You are a self-centered, self-serving asshole who only cares about his social status! You seem to think that you run the school for some reason or another! Sorry, but I'm not into pompous idiots, so you can go elsewhere looking for a piece of ass, because I'm out of here!" Jake said, leaving Jon dumbfounded and stuck in place for a minute as he stomped off.
When he came to his senses, he followed Jake once again, catching up to him and asking "Who do you think you are?!? You don't know me! You don't even go to my school! How would you know any of this?"
"How do you know? I doubt you keep track of all the students." Jake said, surprised he was holding a conversation, however annoying it was, with Jon.
"I keep track of all the good looking chicks, and you're hot. I would've noticed you by now. There's no way I wouldn't have." he said, making Jake blush, then, before he could hold it back, giggle. He wondered what Jon would do if he ever found out he was talking to a guy, and a loser none the less. Jon thought it was he who had made Jake giggle, and he said "I made you giggle. That means that there's hope." His anger had dissipated as soon as the giggle escaped Jake's mouth.
Jake sighed. He wasn't going to be easy to get rid of.
"Really, Jon. What do you want from me." Jake asked, looking sideways at Jon. He actually was pretty hot, and Jake was embarrassed that he'd made that observation. He was calling another guy hot. He dressed like a girl, yes. That didn't mean that he was gay, though. Or did it? Was he into guys? He'd never had a girlfriend. The prospect wasn't really exciting to him. He'd never thought about guys before either, though. Now he was starting to wonder about his own sexual orientation.
It was odd, but then he reminded himself that he wasn't going to have a relationship with him anyway, so it didn't matter. Even if he did, they could never go very far without Jon finding out he was a guy and telling everyone and beating him up for lying to him.
"A date." Jon said, bringing him out of his thoughts and back to the situation at hand.
"A...date?" Jake asked, flustered, though he had expected it.
"Yeah. Just give me a chance to show you who I am." Jon said, looking at Jake expectantly. Though every fiber of his being screamed no, he knew there was no other way to get Jon off his back. He muttered a shy "Okay", looking at Jon for a moment and then looking straight ahead.
"Great! I'll pick you up later today. Where do you live?" he asked, ready to remember "her" address. Jon had a car, and as he remembered this. He wondered why Jon was walking right now, but pushed it out of his mind. He told Jon the address and Jon smiled.
"Okay. I'll see you later, then. I've got to go do something, but I'll see you around 8-ish." he said, giving Jake a kiss on the cheek and retracing his steps, probably going home. Jake's cheek burned where Jon had kissed him, and he was surprised how much of an effect the chaste kiss had on him. It was like his cheek was on fire where Jon's lips had touched his skin, but it didn't hurt.
He found himself thinking more and more fondly about Jon, and he could keep himself from smiling and touching his cheek every few seconds. Then, he had to remind himself that it wasn't a real date, and that he was just doing it to get rid of Jon. He wouldn't go out with him after that. He couldn't let it go too far, for obvious reasons. He wasn't a girl, and Jon didn't know that. Jon thought he had a fully functional baby making factory under that skirt, but he was wrong.
He was dead wrong. For a minute, Jake wished he really was a woman, just so he wouldn't have this problem. If he were, he might even be going out with Jon right now. He might be able to have a relationship with him. But he wasn't, and that was the problem. After the date, he would explain to Jon that it wasn't working out, and make up an excuse to end it.
Once he made up a believable excuse, he decided he would just go to the grocery store, get what he needed, and go home to get ready for his date. He'd take a shower, then he'd get out and pick out what he was going to wear for the date. After he picked out the outfit, he would lay it out on the bed and take off any makeup that stayed on after the shower with makeup remover.
Then, he would reapply it carefully and he would put his outfit on at the last minute, just before 8:00, so he wouldn't get makeup on his outfit. He was surprised that he's put so much thought into it. He'd never been out on a date before, and he wondered what it would be like and even where they were going. He sighed, and shook his head. He was becoming too feminine, in his own opinion.
He made his way to the grocery store about a half hour after he had left his house, and it took him a half an hour to find everything he needed to at the grocery store. He didn't usually do the shopping, so he got lost quite a few times. Finally, though, he found himself in a checkout line, waiting to pay for the items. When it was his turn, he put everything on the belt and when it rung up, it was roughly $50 and some odd change.
Jake sighed as he was handed all the bags, carrying everything out of the store with some difficulty. His mom was lousy at judging how heavy something could be, and he struggled with the bags all the way home. He had to stop and rest a few times, so it took him an hour to get home. It was only around 3 now, so he still had about 5 hours. After he put the groceries away, he sat down to rest for awhile. He figured he had time.
After he felt rested enough, he got back up and went to go take a hot shower. He figured he'd shower early, pick his outfit, play a game, and then he could start to apply his makeup about a half an hour before Jon was supposed to get there. He already had fake nails on today, but they were nail polish free because he didn't put any on today. He didn't figure he'd need it just to go grocery shopping or hang at the mall. He would fix that though.
He would put a shade on to match his outfit after he picked it out. He would just have to quit his games earlier so he could put it on with no mistakes and give it time to dry before he had to put the rest of his makeup on. He sighed and stripped down, turning the knobs for the water on in the shower. Thus, he began the first stage of preparation for his date. Shaking his head, he stepped under the warm spray of water and closed the shower door.
Ch. End
A/N: I changed the chapter just a bit, and I finally picked a name! Yay! Oh, and thanks for the suggestions readers. ^.^ Loves ya!
A/N: I want to thank Lyanvis for the title. I chose one of her suggestions, though I did cut it down by just a word. ^.^ Enjoy, and don’t read this if you aren’t of age!
Ch. 1: The invisibility wears off
He didn't know why he was so nervous. It's not like anyone would recognize him or anything. He had no friends at or outside of school, and he was practically invisible at school. He didn't get the best grades, but he didn't do horribly. He never tried out for sports or any clubs, and even if anyone did try to approach him, he would brush them off. He didn't want friends. He just wanted to get through school and get it over with. He could care less about the people around him.
So why was he so nervous going out into public for the first time like this? He supposed that it was just because he'd kept it secret for awhile, and he didn't want the world to judge him. Of course, his mom had found out about a year ago, and she didn't react like he thought she would. He thought she would be disgusted to find out that her son, and the only one in her life at the moment, was a cross-dresser. She was delighted!
She took him out clothes shopping the next day and bought him a whole bunch of outfits. Girls and guys clothing. They weren't poor, but they weren't rich either. His mom made pretty good money. She was a lawyer. He was still surprised that she had bought him so many clothes though. Either way, he was pretty happy. He liked getting new clothes, and he even got to pick out some cute shoes. As he thought about his newest shoes, his mother's voice suddenly brought him out of his memories.
" I added to the list, but you should still be able to carry the stuff home. It shouldn't be that heavy." his mom said, handing him a piece of paper with a grocery list on it.
"But do I have to go shopping looking like this?" he asked, looking in the mirror. The reflection beheld what looked like a sullen teenage girl with her mother beside her. He wore a plaid skirt, a small white blouse, and a tie to match the skirt. His heels were black pumps, and they made her look at least 4 inches taller than he really was. A few bracelets adorned his wrists on each side, with a plaid bangle on his right wrist.
In his chocolate brown hair was a ribbon to match the skirt, tie, and bangle, tied around an elastic hair tie that held his hair up in a pony tail. If it were down, it would be past the backs of his knees. Only a small amount of hair wasn't in the tie, and that hair made up his bangs. He decide on the plaid look today, obviously. He thought he looked like he could be his own twin sister. He loved dressing up, and he found that after he had mastered applying it, loved makeup as well.
His mother had taught him how to apply makeup after she had discovered his little hobby, and he'd since mastered it. Even though he knew it was him under the clothing and the makeup, he couldn't help but marvel at the girl in the mirror. Even he couldn't tell he was a guy from his reflection. His face actually had a very feminine shape to it. Okay, so he didn't have breasts, obviously, but he wasn't about to use fake ones.
He just looked like a flat chested girl who hadn't fully developed yet. His mom smiled and kissed him on the cheek, and said "Yes. I got you those outfits so you could do what you like doing. If you love dressing up so much, you should be able to go anywhere looking like that. I just want you to try it out. You're already comfortable walking around the house like that, so now it's time to make you comfortable going outside. Okay Jake?"
His mom hugged him and giggled at his still sullen look. He tried to ignore her as best as he could, but he still have her a hug and kiss and told her he loved her on her way out the door. She was a lawyer, so she went to work on somewhat regular hours, but today she was going in after lunch, like she always did on Saturdays. She handed him his purse before she went out the door and said "Don't frown so much, hun. You'll end up wrinkling prematurely."
She gave him a kiss on the forehead and out the door she went. He considered dressing normally and then going to get the groceries, but then a part of him still told him to just go and get it over with. To try it out. He sighed and opened the front door, closing it behind him and locking it after he took the house key out of his purse. He put the house key back in his purse and went on his way, walking on the sidewalk and trying not to draw too much attention to himself.
As he walked along, he considered going to the mall for awhile before he went grocery shopping. His mom had given him enough money to get everything they needed, and something for himself if he wanted. He had quite alot of money to spend on himself, actually. His mother was a great lawyer, and had won a huge case recently. It was a murder trial, but his mother could say too much, because it was against the law, and it would violate the terms of her contract.
If she did that, she would end up having to look for a job. Neither of them wanted that, so they didn't discuss her cases. In short, this meant that she had plenty of money, and what she didn't invest or use on bills and groceries, she gave to her son to use as he saw fit. Most of the time he bought himself and his mom something, because she didn't like to indulge and buy herself things. He had about $500 to spend on himself and his mom if he decided to get him anything.
He had plenty of time to do everything today, because it was a Saturday, and he, as usual, had no plans. He didn't care, because he usually played video games, or hung out on the internet. There wasn't much to his life, really. He shrugged as he pulled himself back to the present and tried to decide where to go. Finally, he decided he would hang out at the mall for awhile, and maybe buy something if he liked anything that he saw.
As he turned to wait at an intersection to cross the street, a popular guy from school that he immediately recognized walked up and stood beside him, waiting to cross the street as well. Jake thought that maybe the guy was going to the mall, and he barely succeeded in keeping a scowl from marring his feminine features. Great. So he was going to have to deal with the jerk until he got there. He hated guys like that.
They always messed with other people to keep themselves entertained throughout the school day, and though he usually stayed below the radar, he was now walking beside a popular guy. He readied himself to endure some kind of insult, but then he remembered that he was dressed up, and the guy probably wouldn't insult a girl. Especially as attractive as he looked as a girl. He stole a glance at the popular guy, and he already seemed to be checking Jake out.
When he caught Jake looking, he smiled.
"Hi. I'm Jon. I don't believe we've met. What's your name, cutie?" he asked, taking on a cocky air and moving closer to Jake. Jake rolled his eyes and turned his head to cross the street, the signal having just flashed to walk a second before.
"Wait! Where are you going? You haven't told me your name yet!" Jon said, crossing the street in a jog to catch up with Jake who had doubled his walking pace.
"Buzz off." Jake said, not looking at Jon. His voice was feminine enough to pass for female, so Jon didn't notice a thing.
"Wait. What did I do wrong? Did I offend you?" Jon asked, persistent. Jake didn't know why the guy wouldn't just leave him alone. He probably had like 4 or 5 girlfriends, if not more. That, coupled with the fact that he looked like a flat chested girl, made him wonder why Jon had even talked to him in the first place. He was tempted to do almost anything to get rid of the guy, but he couldn't afford to have people know that he dressed like a woman. He might get beat up over it.
He knew how the majority of people's minds worked, and he didn't want to deal with intolerant assholes. Finally, after a few minutes of Jon bugging him, he stopped. He finally said "Listen...My name is Ashley, okay? And there is no way in hell I would even consider dating someone like you!" That stopped Jon in his tracks. Jake could tell he'd struck a chord.
"Someone...like me? What do you mean?" he asked, looking at Jake with an unreadable look.
"You are a self-centered, self-serving asshole who only cares about his social status! You seem to think that you run the school for some reason or another! Sorry, but I'm not into pompous idiots, so you can go elsewhere looking for a piece of ass, because I'm out of here!" Jake said, leaving Jon dumbfounded and stuck in place for a minute as he stomped off.
When he came to his senses, he followed Jake once again, catching up to him and asking "Who do you think you are?!? You don't know me! You don't even go to my school! How would you know any of this?"
"How do you know? I doubt you keep track of all the students." Jake said, surprised he was holding a conversation, however annoying it was, with Jon.
"I keep track of all the good looking chicks, and you're hot. I would've noticed you by now. There's no way I wouldn't have." he said, making Jake blush, then, before he could hold it back, giggle. He wondered what Jon would do if he ever found out he was talking to a guy, and a loser none the less. Jon thought it was he who had made Jake giggle, and he said "I made you giggle. That means that there's hope." His anger had dissipated as soon as the giggle escaped Jake's mouth.
Jake sighed. He wasn't going to be easy to get rid of.
"Really, Jon. What do you want from me." Jake asked, looking sideways at Jon. He actually was pretty hot, and Jake was embarrassed that he'd made that observation. He was calling another guy hot. He dressed like a girl, yes. That didn't mean that he was gay, though. Or did it? Was he into guys? He'd never had a girlfriend. The prospect wasn't really exciting to him. He'd never thought about guys before either, though. Now he was starting to wonder about his own sexual orientation.
It was odd, but then he reminded himself that he wasn't going to have a relationship with him anyway, so it didn't matter. Even if he did, they could never go very far without Jon finding out he was a guy and telling everyone and beating him up for lying to him.
"A date." Jon said, bringing him out of his thoughts and back to the situation at hand.
"A...date?" Jake asked, flustered, though he had expected it.
"Yeah. Just give me a chance to show you who I am." Jon said, looking at Jake expectantly. Though every fiber of his being screamed no, he knew there was no other way to get Jon off his back. He muttered a shy "Okay", looking at Jon for a moment and then looking straight ahead.
"Great! I'll pick you up later today. Where do you live?" he asked, ready to remember "her" address. Jon had a car, and as he remembered this. He wondered why Jon was walking right now, but pushed it out of his mind. He told Jon the address and Jon smiled.
"Okay. I'll see you later, then. I've got to go do something, but I'll see you around 8-ish." he said, giving Jake a kiss on the cheek and retracing his steps, probably going home. Jake's cheek burned where Jon had kissed him, and he was surprised how much of an effect the chaste kiss had on him. It was like his cheek was on fire where Jon's lips had touched his skin, but it didn't hurt.
He found himself thinking more and more fondly about Jon, and he could keep himself from smiling and touching his cheek every few seconds. Then, he had to remind himself that it wasn't a real date, and that he was just doing it to get rid of Jon. He wouldn't go out with him after that. He couldn't let it go too far, for obvious reasons. He wasn't a girl, and Jon didn't know that. Jon thought he had a fully functional baby making factory under that skirt, but he was wrong.
He was dead wrong. For a minute, Jake wished he really was a woman, just so he wouldn't have this problem. If he were, he might even be going out with Jon right now. He might be able to have a relationship with him. But he wasn't, and that was the problem. After the date, he would explain to Jon that it wasn't working out, and make up an excuse to end it.
Once he made up a believable excuse, he decided he would just go to the grocery store, get what he needed, and go home to get ready for his date. He'd take a shower, then he'd get out and pick out what he was going to wear for the date. After he picked out the outfit, he would lay it out on the bed and take off any makeup that stayed on after the shower with makeup remover.
Then, he would reapply it carefully and he would put his outfit on at the last minute, just before 8:00, so he wouldn't get makeup on his outfit. He was surprised that he's put so much thought into it. He'd never been out on a date before, and he wondered what it would be like and even where they were going. He sighed, and shook his head. He was becoming too feminine, in his own opinion.
He made his way to the grocery store about a half hour after he had left his house, and it took him a half an hour to find everything he needed to at the grocery store. He didn't usually do the shopping, so he got lost quite a few times. Finally, though, he found himself in a checkout line, waiting to pay for the items. When it was his turn, he put everything on the belt and when it rung up, it was roughly $50 and some odd change.
Jake sighed as he was handed all the bags, carrying everything out of the store with some difficulty. His mom was lousy at judging how heavy something could be, and he struggled with the bags all the way home. He had to stop and rest a few times, so it took him an hour to get home. It was only around 3 now, so he still had about 5 hours. After he put the groceries away, he sat down to rest for awhile. He figured he had time.
After he felt rested enough, he got back up and went to go take a hot shower. He figured he'd shower early, pick his outfit, play a game, and then he could start to apply his makeup about a half an hour before Jon was supposed to get there. He already had fake nails on today, but they were nail polish free because he didn't put any on today. He didn't figure he'd need it just to go grocery shopping or hang at the mall. He would fix that though.
He would put a shade on to match his outfit after he picked it out. He would just have to quit his games earlier so he could put it on with no mistakes and give it time to dry before he had to put the rest of his makeup on. He sighed and stripped down, turning the knobs for the water on in the shower. Thus, he began the first stage of preparation for his date. Shaking his head, he stepped under the warm spray of water and closed the shower door.
Ch. End
A/N: I changed the chapter just a bit, and I finally picked a name! Yay! Oh, and thanks for the suggestions readers. ^.^ Loves ya!
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