Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, I'm just playing with them a little bit.

AN: I dunno, this was supposed to be kind of humorous...it became kind of melancholy at the end...

Reborn twitched as he looked from the idiotic blonde standing next to him, and then to the fancy dark purple kimono sitting innocently on the bed, and then back to the blonde.

"You're joking," He said flatly.

"No, no!" Iemitsu said cheerful, flinging an arm around the shorter man's shoulders, "You'll look adorable in it!"

Reborn twitched again, "I am NOT wearing that."

Iemitsu wilted, shooting his dark haired lover a pained look. "It won't fit me, lover. It'll fit you better."

Reborn twitched for the third time, and cocked his gun, "Are you implying that I have a feminine figure?"

Iemitsu paused, the killing intent that Reborn was emitting was enough to make him think before he spoke, "Nooo…just that…I'm a bit taller that you are." He gave Reborn his patented puppy dog eyes, hoping to convince him. "I'll love you forever."

Reborn clenched his jaw and irritably kicked the blonde out of their shared room, slamming the door behind him. Iemitsu was left sitting in the hall, wailing about how his Rebo-chan hated him.

After half an hour of endless wailing from the Head of CEDEF and the growing annoyance of Reborn, the door opened, and Reborn stalked out with a vicious glare on his face. He was wearing the dark purple kimono, and had managed to cover his face in make-up. He looked at Iemitsu and scowled furiously, "Not. One. Word." He ordered, and he stalked down the hall.

Iemitsu stared after his dark haired lover with a broad grin on his face, "You look soooo cute, Geisha-chan!" He then had to dodge the three bullets that came from the room Reborn had just vanished into.

"Hurry the hell up, idiot." Reborn snarled from the next room, "I put on this thrice damned costume to keep you from whining, and if you aren't in here in the next minute I'll kill you, and explain your death away as an unfortunate accident."

Iemitsu, grinned, and chased after his moody friend, happily. He was going to have a good night, tonight.

It didn't matter that his son hated him, and that his lover barely tolerated his presence...Reborn was wearing the outfit...that was enough for him.