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Title: Soma Dear; part 1
Fandom: Kuroshitsuji
Author: kira
Words: 300
Rating: OT
Summary: Soma loses a bet and has to do something he feels foolish doing
Warnings: none
Author’s Notes: The following is based on a pic Sensei & I collabbed on which can be found here: http://kiramaru7.deviantart.com/#/d3kv84q
Memsahib is a white foreign woman living in India, usually referring to the wife of a British offical.


“I’m not wearing that!” Soma cried as he took one look at the dress Sebastian was holding up. “I’m a man, not a woman!” the twenty year old prince added. He folded his arms across his chest and pouted.

“A bet’s a bet,” Ciel smirked. “And you lost.”

It was hard to say who was enjoying his discomfiture more, the sixteen year old earl or his butler. “But… but…” Soma sputtered.

“I wasn’t the idiot foolish enough to bet against a sure thing,” Ciel pointed out.

Soma took in a deep breath, puffed out his cheeks and exhaled his annoyance as he knew his little friend was right, but that did not mean he had to like it.

“Please, my Prince,” Agni said softly. “Do it for me.”

“Agni! I thought you were on my side!”

“I am, and I feel it’s in your best interest to do this.” Especially when we share kama later and the image of you dressed as a memsahib dances in my head…

“Why can’t I wear it? That navy blue against my peaches and cream complexion would look darling, don’t you think, Sebastian?” Grell cooed.

“I think it would look better on the prince.”

“Oh pooh!” The redheaded Shinigami pouted.

“I promise not to involve you in any future sucker bets,” Ciel added.

Soma rolled his eyes. “Fine! I shall do it…” But I won’t be happy about it… He took the dress from a quietly amused Sebastian and stormed off towards his room in the townhouse. “Come, Agni!”

“If you’ll excuse me?” Agni said as he hurried after him.

“Take me with you! I can help!! I worked as Madam Red’s lady’s maid in addition to being her butler!” He tottered off after them as fast as his high-heeled boots would take him.



Title: Soma Dear; part 2
Fandom: Kuroshitsuji
Author: kira
Words: 300
Rating: OT
Summary: Soma loses a bet and has to do something he feels foolish doing
Warnings: none
Author’s Notes: The following is based on a pic Sensei & I collabbed on which can be found here: http://kiramaru7.deviantart.com/#/d3kv84q
Hajira are physiological males who have a feminine gender identity and wear women's clothing.



Soma entered his room to find an array of ladies’ undergarments laid out on his bed. Tossing the dress on the room’s reading chair he walked over to the bed. Eye’s wide he picked up a strange sort of corset.

Agni entered the room, followed a few minutes later by Grell.

“Agni, what’s this thing?” Soma asked as he turned around and held up the undergarment. “And what’s the hajira doing here?” he added in Bengali.

“I have no idea, my prince.” Agni looked at the strange corset. “He came to help, and maybe he’d know, he is a hajira after all…”

Soma heaved a long suffering sigh. He was getting tired of this foolishness, but the sooner he got it over with the better, he supposed. “Miss Grell, do you know what this is?”

Grell nodded. “It’s a girdle!” At their blank looks he added. “Futuristic feminine torture device… ummm… it’s supposed to suck in your stomach and give you a tiny waist like a corset. Those things are what you hang your stocking off of… no…?”

“Do I have to wear it? I have a very flat stomach,” Soma said.

“I know, darling, but the dress won’t fit right unless you do.”

The twenty year old prince narrowed his eyes at him. “Can I ask how you know this stuff…?”

“Well, time is fluid, it has eddies and ripples like a river… and ummm… I’ve worn one before.” Grell smiled. “Aaah… the things we girls do to be beautiful for you men!” he trilled. “Come, Agni, let’s turn your prince into a princess!”

“Help me, Agni!” Soma squeaked.

“I believe that’s what I’m about to do, my prince.”

“That’s what I’m afraid of…”

An hour later with minimum fuss, Soma was dressed in the navy blue cocktail dress.


Title: Soma Dear; part 3
Fandom: Kuroshitsuji
Author: kira
Words: 300
Rating: OT
Summary: Soma loses a bet and has to do something he feels foolish doing
Warnings: none
Author’s Notes: The following is based on a pic Sensei & I collabbed on which can be found here: http://kiramaru7.deviantart.com/#/d3kv84q
Hajira are physiological males who have a feminine gender identity and wear women's clothing.




Soma, feeling rather foolish, fingered the strand of pearls at his throat, while Grell fussed about, applying make-up to the twenty year old prince’s face. When the Shinigami stopped and handed him a mirror, Soma looked into it. Instead of seeing himself, the prince felt like he was staring one of his sisters. Damn… I must have been a hajira in a previous life! He blinked, hoping that image would go away and be replaced with his own familiar visage. “Agni…”

“Awe… You look beautiful, my dear,” Grell said with a hint of jealousy. “Doesn’t he, Agni?”

Agni swallowed; his mouth suddenly going dry. He nodded dumbly as Soma looked positively fetching dressed like that.

“Agni…?” Soma squeaked.

Finding his voice, Agni said, “Yes, my prince…?”

“I look stupid, don’t I?”

“Not at all…”

“Enough making cow eyes at each other,” Grell trilled, earning another blank stare from the pair of Indians. “Agni, Sebastian told me to tell you, he wanted to see you as soon as the prince was dressed. I’ll wait here with him. Besides, someone’s got to teach him how to walk in heels, before he breaks an ankle,” he said. “Now go!” Grell shooed him form the room.”

“Wait! Agni, don’t go!” Soma wailed. “Don’t leave me here alone with the crazy hajira!” he added in Bengali.

“Alrighty…” Grell smiled, his shark toothed grin making Soma feel like he was about to get eaten and not in a fun way either. “Come, let’s get you up on your feet and …” He reached down and took the twenty year old prince by the hands, hauling him to his feet. “Walk…” Grell took a few steps backward, pulling Soma along as he did so. “See? You can do it!”

“If you say so…” Soma whined.

“I do!”



Title: Soma Dear; part 4
Fandom: Kuroshitsuji
Author: kira
Words: 300
Rating: OT
Summary: Soma loses a bet and has to do something he feels foolish doing
Warnings: none
Author’s Notes: The following is based on a pic Sensei & I collabbed on which can be found here: http://kiramaru7.deviantart.com/#/d3kv84q





Meanwhile, down in Sebastian’s room, he and Agni were enjoying a quick romp in bed, while they supposedly helping Agni get dressed in an English style suit and tie. It was fun, but like all good things, it had to come to end, before both their charges decided to come looking for them, not to mention Grell. It was the thought of Grell trying to worm his way into their fun, that them out of bed and dressed and not a moment too soon.

Sebastian was just putting the finishing touches on Agni’s tie, when Ciel knocked on his door. “Are you two done playing in there?” he called out. “It sounds like this foolishness has gone far enough. I think Soma’s crying.”

After a quick nod in response to Agni’s silent question about getting together in the future to bed each other again, Sebastian opened the door. “I’ll attend to it, my lord. You go with my young master, Agni.” Sebastian hurried upstairs.

“Okay.” Agni walked over to Ciel. “Master Ciel?”

“Come.” Ciel turned and started walking back to the front parlor, where the camera equipment was set up.

Agni dutifully followed along behind.

“He’s one helluva butler, eh?” Ciel said softly, a tight little smirk drawing the corners of his mouth upwards.

“Indeed,” Agni replied as he replayed the fun he just had with Sebastian in his head.

“Your prince should be here any minute now…” Ciel said as they entered the front parlor.

No sooner had the words left his mouth, but Sebastian entered the front parlor with Grell dripping off his arm, followed by Soma, who was carrying a cake on a tray. Agni could not believe how pretty Soma looked. He longed to carry his beloved prince back upstairs and have his way with him.




Title: Soma Dear; part 5
Fandom: Kuroshitsuji
Author: kira
Words: 300
Rating: OT
Summary: Soma loses a bet and has to do something he feels foolish doing
Warnings: none
Author’s Notes: The following is based on a pic Sensei & I collabbed on which can be found here: http://kiramaru7.deviantart.com/#/d3kv84q




Just as Soma tottered past an old quilt that was hung up as a possible backdrop, Sebastian had Grell take his picture. The flash blinded the prince, despite blinking just as his picture was taken. He shuffled forward, fearful of bumping into things. “Agni?” he wailed.

“Right here, my prince,” Agni said as he guided him towards the white sheet strung up as a background.

“Ready?” Grell asked.

“Open your eyes, Soma!” Ciel instructed.

“NO! If I do, he’ll just blind me again!”

“Please, my prince, do it for me?” Agni purred.

“Who do you think I’m doing this for?” the prince said testily.

I knew this wasn’t going to work…Ciel thought as he heaved a long suffering sigh. Things never worked in the past with him and probably never will in the future…

“My prince,” Agni said softly in Bengali, “if you behave, I promise to pleasure you all night long…” He dropped his right hand, letting it rest out of everyone’s sight on Soma’s bottom, which was hidden by the voluminous folds of his dress. He gently squeezed it.

Soma giggled as his beloved khansama fondled his behind. The absurdity of trying to do so, with all the silk in the way, along with the rubber and nylon of the futuristic feminine torture device that was currently trying to squish his balls up his arse, had him laughing. It was when Agni hissed at him to stop, that the right shot was born. Soma was smiling demurely, his cheeks flushed, while Agni looked as though he was about to whisper some sweet nothing in his ear.

And just like that it was over. Kicking off his shoes, Soma joined them for a bit of tea and a slice of cake. He would worry about finding his dignity later.




Title: Soma Dear; part 6
Fandom: Kuroshitsuji
Author: kira
Words: 300
Rating: OT
Summary: Soma loses a bet and has to do something he feels foolish doing
Warnings: none
Author’s Notes: The following is based on a pic Sensei & I collabbed on which can be found here: http://kiramaru7.deviantart.com/#/d3kv84q




Several days later, when the nonsense had died down and Soma had forgotten how foolish he had felt, they left as they always did, on a trip to the marketplace. The prince was also happy that his balls no longer ached thanks to Agni’s special sharing kama technique which was designed to help groin injuries. They had ached so badly when he finally got out of the futuristic feminine torture device that the twenty year prince thought he would never walk again.

When they returned, they were surprised to find a framed photograph of the two of them, dressed in their borrowed clothes and made to look like the magazine that helped in finding something to watch on the strange box in the upstairs study. It sat on the mantle in the front parlor and they both wondered how it got there, as there was no sign of Ciel or Sebastian having been there. If they had come to check up on things in the townhouse, they would have stayed as Ciel took a perverse delight in going over Soma’s feeble attempts at bookkeeping.

“I guess it has to stay there?” Somas said with a sigh as the memory of that afternoon came flooding back.

“I think so, my prince. If Master Ciel left while we were gone and discovers it missing on his next visit…”

“He’ll be upset,” Soma finished for him. “Well, since no one visits here but them or Miss Elizabeth, I suppose it could stay…”

“You do look very lovely there, my prince,” Agni said, thinking back to that day as well.

“Thanks, Agni, but I’d rather have a framed portrait of us with me looking like a man,” he replied.

“You’re welcome, my prince. Perhaps we can get one like that in the future.”

“Yeah…”



Title: Soma Dear; part 7
Fandom: Kuroshitsuji
Author: kira
Words: 300
Rating: OT
Summary: Soma loses a bet and has to do something he feels foolish doing
Warnings: none
Author’s Notes: The following is based on a pic Sensei & I collabbed on which can be found here: http://kiramaru7.deviantart.com/#/d3kv84q
Hajira are physiological males who have a feminine gender identity and wear women's clothing.




It had turned out Agni was left with a “gift” as well, although they never knew it was there until much later in the evening. The two of them had gone downstairs to the servant’s quarters to get some more incense from Agni’s room, when they spotted a large box in the middle of Agni’s bed. They hurried over to it and Soma watched impatiently from his seat on his beloved khansama’s bed, while Agni opened it. Inside, was the dress Soma had worn in the upstairs photograph, along with the shoes, stockings, and petticoat minus the futuristic feminine torture device.

“Agni…?”

“I know…” He grinned. “Mister Sebastian and Master Ciel must have really been here while we were out.”

Soma nodded. “I just hope I don’t have to wear that foolish outfit again.”

“You won’t wear it for me…?”

“Well… maybe for you, Agni, but no one else!”

“Fair enough, my prince.”

“And only when I feel like it…”

“Okay. Shall we go upstairs and share kama after I hang it up?”

“Yes. Let’s go, Agni!” Soma, getting up off of Agni’s bed, hurried to the door. “I’ll meet you up there.” He left the room without waiting for a reply.

A few minutes later, Agni joined him in his room.

“Agni, look…” Soma held up garter belt and small makeup box. Setting them down, he picked up the note and showed it to Agni.

To Prince Soma,

Because you also make a pretty woman…

Love and kisses,

Grell Sutcliff…


“That stupid hajira must have been here too!”

“Indeed…”

“You think they’re trying to tell us something?” Soma asked.

“No, I think they’re just trying to let us know everything’s okay.”

“Oh…”

“Yeah… Come, my prince, let’s share kama…”

“Yeah…” Soma said as he leaned in for a kiss…

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