http://clampfix.fanworks.net/smut/naughty1.txt </head><body><pre>WARNING!! This story contains a gay relationship as well as adult content. If you find such stories objectionable or you are underage, please do not read any further. Send any comments or questions if you have any. I always appreciate the help. The Clamp artists own Clamp Campus and this story is in no way meant to infringe on that ownership. It was written for entertainment purposes only. Please Page down for the story. Character thoughts are indicated by ' ' ~Shara~ W A R N I N G The Naughty Negligée By Shara "Suoh, could you help me move this box?" Nokoru asked his soft voice sounding strained as he unsuccessfully tired to push a heavy box on top of the other packed boxes that sat neatly in a row near the bedroom door. His slender arms just didn't have enough power to get the box high enough. Nokoru favored Suoh with a grateful smile as the taller more muscular man reached out with his powerful arms to steady the box giving it just enough of a push to get it to clear the edge it had been caught up on. "You don't really need to do all of this on my account," Suoh eyed the large number of boxes with something akin to awe. It was hard to believe that Nokoru could clear this many boxes full of clothing out of his closest and still have something to wear. "There was more than enough room in the closet for my clothing before you started your cleaning." Nokoru readjusted his bandana over the crown of golden silk that framed the refined lines of his face," I know," he sympathized in a voice heavy with mock sorrow, glancing impishly out of the corner of his eyes at his kiboto. "It's a real tragedy that a fine-looking man like yourself, has such a limited wardrobe. You only have a few basic suites that you can switch between." Takamura Suoh was definitely eye-catching. The softness of youth had hardened over the years leaving the tall broad shouldered ninja with a strong strikingly handsome face surrounded by short navy blue hair. "It's all right, Rijichou. I only need a few suits." Suoh muttered though he knew it probably wouldn't do him any good to protest. When Nokoru's mind latched onto an idea it wouldn't let go until it was satisfied. "But don't worry, I intend to help you remedy that problem." Nokoru continued in a consoling tone as if he hadn't heard Suoh's halfhearted objection. "Why do I get the feeling I am going to regret this?" Giving Nokoru a long-suffering look, Suoh tried to ignore the images that flashed through his mind of himself being dragged through the campus malls by his overly enthusiastic friend. Despite his reservations Suoh felt the corner of his lips twitch upwards. Shopping on campus was safe enough, so if it was something that made Nokoru happy he knew he wouldn't be able to resist for long. Picking up one of the unfolded boxed that was leaning against the wall, Nokoru bent the cardboard into shape. "I could talk to Utako-chan about your lack of fashion sense. Few understand fashion as well as Akira's lovely lady. I am certain that she would have some wonderful ideas. . ." "Leave Utako-chan out of this. I am not going to be turned into one of her models." Suoh interrupted stubbornly, picking up the packing tape from the wine colored comforter covering Nokoru's bed. Taking the newly made box out of Nokoru's hands, he flipped it over and tapped the bottom of the box to reinforce it. Noticing that Suoh hadn't rejected going on a shopping trip, Nokoru beamed happily his sapphire eyes seeming to glow from within. Suoh couldn't help responding to the unadulterated joy that radiated from his charming friend with a smile of his own. He didn't get to see that carefree look on the Rijichou's lovely face nearly enough. Nokoru's happiness was worth almost any embarrassment. Besides, Nokoru really did have a good fashion sense, even if he was a little on the flamboyant side. Suoh trusted his friend implicitly. Nokoru was always careful to take the personality of the person he was shopping for into consideration whenever he bought something for his friends. "Just one more box load and I think that will be enough." Nokoru said disappearing into the closet. Resting his hands on his waist the slender rijichou stared around the large walk in closet trying to determine what he should get rid of next. A layer of old high school uniforms laying on the shelf that ran around the top of the closest caught his eye. "I didn't realize I still had so many uniforms sitting around. Those can be recycled." Stepping over to the shelf he looked up at it in annoyance. There was no way with his short arms that he was going to get those uniforms down in an orderly fashion without some help. Being short was a pain. Not wanting to bother Suoh, Nokoru glanced around for the footstool he kept in the closet in case he ever needed to reach the top shelf for some reason. He found it resting in the corner on the left side of the door. Taking it out, Nokoru climbed up onto the cushioned surface lifting both hands out towards the uniforms. The shifting of his weight disrupted Nokoru's precarious balance causing him to tilt backwards. Letting go of the uniforms Nokoru's arms flailed about as he tried to find something solid to grab onto. All he managed to catch was a fist full of fabric. He hung suspended for the short time it took the garment he was holding to slip off of its hanger. Before he could fall too far strong arms scooped him up into a loving embrace. Realizing what he was holding in his hands, Nokoru froze in Suoh's arms. Hadn't he gotten rid of all of these? He felt like throwing the silky thing down and running out of the closet. But that would draw attention to it. Perhaps Suoh wouldn't notice it. Nokoru didn't know if he could come up with a reasonable explication for why he had a ladies negligÃ©e in his closet. "I just can't leave you alone for one-second, can I? You've got to be more careful." Suoh scolded his accident-prone friend. He immediately sensed that there was something wrong in the stiff way Nokoru was holding himself. "It's not my fault that they built the room for giraffes is it?" Nokoru said in a carefully controlled voice as he tired to nonchalantly slip the negligÃ©e back onto it's hanger. Chuckling softly Suoh pulled Nokoru up against his chest. "I can reach the top shelf, all you ever had to do is ask. "I don't want to put you out." Nokoru replied as he eased the other side of the garment up over the hanger. He almost had it. If he could just get it tucked away before Suoh noticed. "I don't mind helping, besides it would put me out a lot more if you wound up hurting yourself." The shimmering fabric of whatever garment Nokoru was hanging back up caught Suoh's attention as Nokoru lifted up the hanger to slip it back into place. 'Wait a minuet that looks likeâ€¦' Suddenly Suoh understood why his lover was so tense. 'So he still likes to dress up in women's clothing. I'm not surprised.' Holding Nokoru's slender waist against his own with his left arm, Suoh reached over his petrified lover's shoulder with the right to touch the iridescent fabric. 'Nokoru has always been drawn to beautiful things. Besides when he's dressed as a woman he doesn't have to deal with the pressures of being the Rijichou or even Imonoyama Nokoru. He can let his real personality shine through. There is also the fact that he just looks astonishingly good in woman's clothing. Trembling Nokoru stared straight-ahead unable to do anything except wait for the inevitable. His mouth opened and closed silently as all the clever remarks he had rehearsed eluded him. He had been well and truly caught. Whatever happened now would be in Suoh's hands. 'That would explain why he has packed up so many boxes of clothing.' Suoh realized as he nuzzled the bandana-shrouded head tenderly until Nokoru's shivering had stopped. His mouth began to water as his mind presented him with an ethereal image of Nokoru wearing nothing but the filmy white negligÃ©e he was running between his fingers. It made him wonder what other delights were in those boxes. "This is lovely, but it would be far more beautiful if you were wearing it. Would you mind putting it on for me?" Suoh asked in a whisper as he pressed his lips to the pale curve of the rijichou's ear. Hardly believing his ears, Nokoru turned to face his lover. His wide blue eyes were dark with fear as he gazed searchingly at Suoh's face. The ninja's normally reticent visage was open, his emotions were clearly visible and his expression understanding. 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