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Ideas list:: A/N: I thought it was about time we get a scene with Ike on stage. I worked hard on it, so I hope it flows right, and I hope it is enjoyable.

::Disclaimer:: The song featured in the beginning of this chapter is a song by Joan Osborne called "Baby Love". In no way does it belong to me. I am not making a profit off it nor do I ever intend to.

Reader Response:
Sheamaru: I know, I haven't read anything with drag queens either. It's not why I wrote it, but it helps, aye? I think that scent of relief might be wearing off, lol, because this is going to have a touch of tragedy and a lot of drama. If I do it right, anyway. I'm glad you enjoy it!
Semme: Yes Indeedy, I love Eddie too. I'm sure the cell phone part was weird, but you should know me by now! Ahaha! And yeah that perfume is really based off a real oriental product I saw on perfume.com. Why was I there? .... Research... Ike...Bike... psyche... Tyke... Crikey! Yess you can make lots of funnies with it. I had no idea!
Reader: Thank you.
WhinnieRichards: Yes thank god you came online that day. I have a habit of skidding under radar. I'm a ninja author! Ph33r m3! Ike and Eddie? Well since it doesn't really spoil the story, I can tell you that yes. In one point of the story or another, they will be together. But shhhhh Don't tell anyone!
TyTy: Oh I know HP... I just.... ... ... Don't... like Hp... As for Fandoms I'm into... other than a couple video games and TMNT, I think Original suits me find for now. I think you should write a zombie love story. I don't know why. It just came to me randomly.

IVORY

Chapter 4
Made a Mistake

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The day had come.

After days of preparation and a couple hours of hair and makeup, I was ready to perform. Sadly my nerves said otherwise, but it was too late for them because I was already on stage and the curtain was rising. They announced us as "Belle Brielle and Ivory". As you can see, I ended up going with the stage name that Eddie so kindly appointed me with. It was just so exciting. Finally my debut.

My hair was in high pig tails tied with white ribbons with my red hair spilling past my shoulders in tight ringlets. They had put me in a short -REALLY SHORT - blue plaid pleated skirt and a form fighting white shirt with a navy blue tie, and blazer. I was to be a school girl. My makeup was subtle in most parts, but strategic to emphasize my more feminine features, like my eyes, and my lips. Lachlan told me I could pass for a girl on the streets if I wanted to. I'm still not sure whether to take that as an insult or a compliment.

Ciel was not in drag for this number. Instead, he was dressed like a school teacher. A nice conservative black suit, with thick rimmed glasses made him look a little extra nerdy, but he was still unbelievably handsome. His hair was wet like he didn't have time to dry it after a shower, and he only wore enough makeup so that his complexion would look good under the lights or something like that.

I sat on in a desk on stage left, my chin in my hands as I gazed at him dreamily. There were a few other faux students in desks on either side of me. He stood stage right, facing us. And pretending to teach. When the curtains were completely pulled to the side, the music began to play. It was a fun tune, not techno or even rock, but definitely something you could dance to. Something somewhat innocently fun. The audience was full of people watching to compare me to Yakov, but that didn't bother me. Yakov was like a legend in Cabaret Pasticcio and if I was even half as good as him, I would be happy.

When the music picked up tempo, I raised my hand. "Mister Bri. Oh Mister Bri! Teach us something else... Teach us about..." I grinned deviously as the students around me giggled. "About the male anatomy."

"Huh?" Ciel faked a nervous laugh, and bit his lip. "That... That lesson is not in the agenda for today M-Mah-Miss Ah-Ivory." He did the stuttering well. It was then that the funky guitar started playing, signifying that it was time to sing. Ciel stepped toward the audience, starting off the song with his vocals directed at them,
"Tender as a peach,
Someone I would love to teach...
Started as a joke
Just a lazy little poke."
He glanced at me nervously and swallowed hard as he watched me get up from my desk. Then he continued,
"Woke up one sweet day
And I could not run away...
Ears will start to bleed
No I can not take this speed!"

I danced my way toward him, swaying my hips seductively. My back up singers - the other students - started singing "I'm in baby love!" as they followed me. Who would have thought this could be so fun? I absolutely loved flaunting my body on stage as a girl. It was thrilling. Instead of going right up to him, I stopped halfway and danced some more as he continued to sing, now directing his words at me.

He sang:
"It was Innocent...
Wonder where your manners went.
How was I to know it would never let me go?!"

This time I finally began to sing. There was a flirtatious smirk on my face - one Ciel helped me perfect - as I gazed daringly at him.
"Drag it through the mud,
Will we ever see some blood?
You would try to leave;
Something I can not conceive!"
And I sang even louder, challenging my vocal strength to keep it steady and not go too high as I joined the backup singers in, "I'm in baby love! I'm in baby love agaaainnn!"

The end of the song was drawing near. This time the music pumped up and the other students went into a frenzy of dancing around me. It was getting far sexier as naughty school girls grinded and groped each other. I laughed and joined in, happily riding the wave of giggles and moans until I could finally break away from them. When I did I locked my blue eyes on his, and ran at him, pouncing and knocking him to the ground where I straddled his waist, and the music suddenly lowered to a quieter tone.

This time I sang calmly, as if in a conversation, but still loud enough for the whole audience to hear clearly.
"Take me in your fist...
Prove to me that you exist."
I bared my teeth in a lustful grin and rubbed my body against him as I continued,
"Be as plain as day
Watch my body melt awaaaaay!!"

That close, I could see him begin to blush at my movements, and I could feel an unexpected growth in his pelvic area. At first I thought I was imagining things but the more I moved against him, as I was supposed to and as we rehearsed, it became more prominent. When I tried to move my movements up a bit so he wouldn't be affected by it, he tugged my skirt on the side where the audience wouldn't see to stop me. Maybe he wanted this to happen? I didn't quite understand. Maybe it was fake?

So I kept on singing, trying to sound as naughty as I could, and keeping the grin on.
"There in black and white,
Victim of my appetite.
Make me understand,
Do you want to be the man?!
I'm in baby love, I'm in baby love, I'm in baby love agaaaain!!!!! I'm in-"

Before I could finish the song, he grabbed my pig tails, pulled me down, and kissed me. My eyes widened in genuine shock, and the audience cheered and whistled, and treated us to a few cat calls. Ciel, holding me in the kiss, but kind enough not to add tongue, grabbed my thighs and hiked me up a bit so I was up more on his abdomen, and so his tented pants were exposed to the audience. The cheering grew louder.

And the curtains fell.

As soon as I could, I got off him. I wasn't self conscious or anything about what happened and what he witnessed when those guys had attacked me. It was just that he was still an unstable fuse as far as I knew, and I didn't know what would set him off. To be perfectly honest, I didn't think I was affected at all. I thought that because what happened wasn't exactly as bad as if they had actually molested me, and groped and penetrated with something real, that it wasn't really rape. If you had asked me, the answer would be simple. It didn't matter.

The stage was quickly being cleared and set up for the next act, and Ciel and I were ushered off to the dressing room. Lachlan helped me get my hair down, but we weren't in a hurry. I didn't have to get on stage again that night. Unlike Ciel, but he had a whole hour, and he had prepared his wig before hand and was focusing on his costume and makeup.

All of the people helping Ciel hurry into his makeup and stuff seemed somewhat nervous around him with that tent in his pants. They were especially carefully not to brush against it or bump it by accident. Most of them were rookies though. I was still confused.

I was ready to get into the staff shower to wash all the makeup and perfume off, but before I could leave the dressing room, Ciel stopped me. He grabbed my wrist, and hesitated before speaking to me quietly. "You were très sexy... I didn't expect to be sincerely affected by it, but I was. You're one of us now."

"Uh... Thank you." I chuckled, totally flattered. To be honest, more than the praise, I was thankful that he hadn't told anyone about the incident the other night. I jokingly said, "It's about goddamn time."

Lachlan pulled me away and walked with me to the showers. Ciel had looked a little annoyed by being interrupted by Lachlan, but didn't say anything to stop us from going. Even in the shower room, which I had only been in a couple times since I hadn't really been dressed up before and needed the wash. Still it felt so natural. I even started undressing without thinking.

Lachlan sat on a bench, and stared at his shoes. Strangely, I was a little bothered that he wasn't looking at me. The blazer and tie came off and I started to unbutton the white shirt underneath. The less he looked at me, the more self conscious it made me feel.

I turned away from him, and grabbed a clean towel off a shelf before going around the corner where he couldn't see. I finished undressing in the shower area, and put my towel and clothes on a hook before turning on the water. My thoughts were a little confusing, but not enough for me to spend too much time trying to figure out.

After a moment or two, he finally started talking again. "You're a lucky guy," He said in his cheerful Australian voice, "Ciel rarely gives out praises. Then again, in the state he was in, he didn't really have a choice. With an erection like that, if he made any criticisms, everyone would know he was full of shit. But yeah, you did an awesome job, especially for a debut. I'm sure you've got yourself a following already."

"Yeah right." I forced a chuckle, as I let the water come down on my head, drowning my curls. "Did you... Think I was sexy up there?"

There was a pause, and the sound of him getting up and walking. "Yeah. You were hot from start to finish, but coming from me it doesn't mean much because I think you're just as sexy off stage as you are on."

"Is that why you kissed me the other night?" I started sudsing up my body.

"... Yes. Why?"

"Because I want you to do it again." What was going through my mind? Absolutely nothing. There was no thinking involved. "I don't mean to be demanding or... you know... impatient, but I want it right now."

He wasted no time. Before I knew it, Lachlan was walking into the shower area, clothes still on and all. He came under the water with me, and put a hand on the side of my head, and kissed me for the second time. I stepped back, pulling the man along with me as I placed my bare back against the cool wall. The kiss was deep this time. I don't know what it was, but there was more fervor as his tongue explored my mouth, mingling with the muscle of my own.

Those strong hands roamed my body, but for some reason, stayed around my upper torso. I had my arms around his waist, and grabbed the back of his soaked shirt before peeling it off over his head. As hot as it was seeing him in that wet material, clinging to his body, I preferred the skin on skin contact. His spiky brown hair was now flattened to his forehead, still adding to his drop-dead-gorgeous appearance.

I began to undo his pants. He seemed a little surprise, as if not having expected me to want to go further. What kind of man did he think I was? Of course I wanted more, who wouldn't? Eventually, he came to a decision, and dropped his wet pants, and then the briefs joined the pants in a heap on the floor. My fingers curiously mapped the newly exposed area. Never before had I made two guys hard in less than an hour, then again, to be perfectly honest, I had never really seen another guy aroused aside from myself. Not in person I mean. There ain't a thing I hadn't seen on TV or on the net.

Every single touch drew a reaction from him. He was getting harder and harder. His mouth strayed from mine as he hungrily went over the flesh of my neck and shoulders, tracing his tongue along my collar bone. My fingers wrapped around his erection and...

"Lachlan." Another voice interrupted the heated moment. I looked over to see Ciel standing in the entryway - or rather, Belle Brielle in full drag makeup, still lacking the costume. The man looked like a completely different person. Well, with the exception of his temperamental glare. Lachlan turned his head but didn't move and even tightened his grip on me as if he was shielding me from the other man's eyes.

Lachlan answered with a somewhat annoyed, "Shouldn't you be getting ready?"

"Denis wants you to help at the bar. Now." Ciel still didn't move, the idea of giving us privacy to at least get dressed seeming not to occur to him. Or maybe he was trying to make us uncomfortable. His glare met my curious gaze, but he said nothing to me.

"And you think I'm just gonna leave Ike alone with you?" Lachlan had noticed our eyes meeting, and his annoyance turned to suspicion of the intruding man. "Do I really have to remind you of your boyfriend, Ciel?"

In response, Ciel laughed, and shook his head, "If I were in fact, interested in your little twink here, the fact that I have a boyfriend would not give you an advantage, my dear friend. Yakov would be happy to help me win the race." He looked away as if he had suddenly grown bored with the conversation. "But I do not have interest in him. Now go find Denis before he has a break down. There are important people here tonight."

I shrugged, and told Lachlan, "It's fine. Go ahead..." My eyes widened as I suddenly realized what Ciel had said, and I pulled away from Lachlan. For some odd reason that was totally unlike me I didn't care that I was naked and hard. I moved toward Ciel with a questioning stare. "Important people? Don't tell me I performed like that in front of important people?!"

"Yeah," Lachlan started struggling to get back into his wet pants as he answered instead. "Your model friend brought a bunch of other models to watch your debut. Denis didn't want us to tell you until you finished, but you have nothing to worry about, you did really well."

"Eddie came to watch me? ..." I watched as Lachlan ignored his shirt and left the area, waving at me as he exited the locker room. My eyes went back to Ciel and I asked with a skeptical frown, "Is he here to make fun of me?"

Ciel paused before changing the subject entirely. "You're making a mistake, Ike."

"Huh?" I blinked with confusion. "What are you talking about?"

"Getting intimate with someone so soon after what happened is a bad sign, considering you're not even with Lachlan. I don't want you to start seeking solace in others by bending over to them. You don't love Lachlan and we both know you have no intention of being serious with him. You can get fucked by as many men as you want but it won't make you feel any cleaner." Ciel turned to go, and added, "Now smarten up and get some fucking clothes on."

At first I didn't know what to say. I just stared after him. After a moment or two of shock, my face fell into an insulted scowl as I grabbed the towel and tied it around my waist. "Fuck you. You don't know me. Who do you think you are to tell me what I'm going through and what my intentions are? This has nothing to do with what happened. Lachlan's hot, he's sweet, and I wanted to have sex with him. It isn't any more complicated than that. Now you smarten up instead, and leave me alone."

He opened the door, and muttered, "If you make this mistake, I doubt you'll survive it... imbécile de morveux." And then he left.

"Hey... What did you call me?!" I growled and threw one of my shoes at the door.

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Despite what happened, with Ciel, I was reasonably up beat. The idea that Eddie had come to see me cheered me up considerably. Eddie was a little hard to understand, but I decided to take his presence at my debut a sign that I had his support with my new job. It was like he cared about me, even if it was just a little bit, or just a big brother looking out for his little brother's best friend. Wait... That wasn't common? How would I know?

After the night was over, Eddie drove me home. I was nice and clean, and there was no trace of what I had been doing or where I had been. I even left the perfume at work. As far as I was concerned, my double life was as simple as it can be. The line between them was as solid as... well... Eddie, since frankly, he was the only thing that was in both of my lives.

I got out of his car, and said goodbye before watching him drive away. I sighed happily and fished my keys out of my coat pocket as I walked up my walkway and then onto the porch. The door opened smoothly, and the soft glow of a light in another room met me. That was weird, it was late. They should have been all asleep. But it wasn't too uncommon. Sometimes my dad stayed up late on weekends to drink himself dumb and watch the sports channel. He was only and alcoholic on the weekend.

Well my suspicion was close. I found him in the kitchen surrounded by empty bottles of beer, but he wasn't watching TV. He was setting up next week's agenda for the high school gym classes he taught. I put my keys down in the key dish on the counter, and took off my coat and shoes there, hoping he didn't notice that I walked through the living room with my shoes on.

He looked up at me and then looked at the time on the microwave. It was 3:13am. "I know you're old enough to be on your own, Ike, but your mother would freak if she knew you were coming home at this time."

"Should you really be planning your classes drunk?" I glanced at what he was doing before opening the fridge and grabbing a bottle of beer for myself. "I'm sure your students would really appreciate it if you waited until you were sober to do that." I grabbed an open bag of ketchup chips off the counter and then sat down at the table across from him. After taking a few out, I offered the bag to him.

Dad looked at me and took a handful. "You've been spending a lot of time with this girl of yours. You nailed her yet?"

"Oh god, dad! Even if I did, I wouldn't be telling you about it. Jesus Christ I never wanna hear that word come out of your mouth again." I faked a gag, and then ditched the disgusted act as I ate more chips and twisted the cap off my beer. "Besides, what does it matter? You gave me enough condoms to fit an army for months. It's not like I could do anything stupid when I'm practically swimming in them."

"I just want some good news to tell your mother. She was worried you had become one of those queers before she heard about this girlfriend." He laughed loudly, probably loud enough to wake mom and Becky.

I didn't miss a beat as I joined him on the laughing. Telling him wasn't even an option in my mind. He wouldn't want to hear it and I didn't want to tell it, so really the choice was between 'Ignorance is bliss' and 'the cold hard truth'. Either everyone lives happily in my lie, or everyone is miserable in my truth. So after another considerably long gulp of beer, I responded, "That's not something you have to worry about."

"That's what I told her. I said 'I don't make queers. I make men. No son of mine would be anything but.' Still she didn't listen." Dad rolled his eyes at the thought of his wife's homophobic paranoia. "Anyway, so when are we gonna meet this girlfriend of yours?"

That question took me by surprise. "I... She... She's not ready for that kinda thing, I don't think. She's a bit shy... But I'll talk to her about it... You know, see what I can do."

"Good. I wanna see her with my own eyes to make sure you haven't been making her up." He laughed teasingly and snatched the bag from me.

I laughed as well.

TBC... ... ... ...