"You know what bothers me the most about this?" The blond bishop did not even bother to wait for a response, "That there are only guys here."

Seated in a haphazard circle, or more accurately an oval, the ever amusing group of Frau, Castor, Labrador, and Teito, dressed in their sleepwear, patiently waited for the arrival of their final participant, Hakuren, before the all-night Truth or Dare fest would commence. How the idea to play such a childish game arose, none were certain, but they had committed to it nonetheless, and here they were, on a moonless night, ready to play.

Having seized Castor's room, since it was the largest and creepiest (what with so many blank-faced dolls with dead eyes, and playing through midnight on a moonless night), the group fitted as many futons as possible into the space and brought an assortment of sweets and snacks, along with drinks – alcohol obviously included. They were prepared for any craving they might have, though the futon-person ratio was an unsaid issue that hung thickly in the air.

With his rude comment, Frau had attempted to alleviate the uneasy tension among his comrades, but such attempt at humor went completely over Labrador's head, the lilac-haired man was already curled up on his futon taking a light nap, ignored by Teito because the teen was certain he would be forced to share a futon with someone, and gave Castor a reason to snap.

"We're merely playing Truth or Dare, Frau. It's hardly a provocative game," the russet pushed his tittering glasses higher along his narrow nose, glaring lightly to accentuate his point.

Frau took a drink from his dyed bottle of beer, speaking to the mouth, "Not the way I play."

"Did you say something?"

The blond shook his head at Castor's inquiry, taking another long swig from his beer. "I swear," he began once he swallowed, "if that kid is not here within two minutes, I'm leaving –"

"I'm here! I'm here!" Hakuren rushed through the door, a pink fyulong perched on his head and a pillow in his arms. "I'm sorry I'm late – I was being followed by a Sister so I had to head back towards the dorms and circle around –"

"We don't care," Frau groaned, leaning against his arm as he stretched his legs out along his futon. "Can we just get this over with? I'm tired." The man hid his yawn behind a gloved hand.

"Where is you're enthusiasm, Frau-sama?" Hakuren exclaimed as he tiptoed around the futons and snacks and drinks. "This is the first time I'm playing this – it's Teito's first time too – where's your excitement?"

"In my bed," the elder blond deadpanned, "waiting for me so we can sleep."

"I have to agree with Frau," Teito muttered as he caught the fyulong that jumped to him, and placed the tiny dragon beside him.

"Nuuuuuuuuuuuuuh!"

The brunet was easily startled, as well as a few others who would never admit to it, at the sudden outburst, and turned to the gardener who spoke. His sleepy mauve eyes were so hazed over it appeared as if he was still sleeping, but he was sitting upright, shaking his head lightly while giving Teito a disapproving look. "Truth or Dare is like a right of passage for young teens. I've played, Frau as well –"

"Forget someone?" Castor smirked.

"I assumed you've never played because you still blush like a high school girl whenever you're around Lazette," the man smiled so pleasantly one would think he just announced that puppies and kitties were the embodiment of cuteness.

"I do not –," Castor attempted to defend himself but ultimately failed when Frau and Labrador took up song.

"Castor and Lazette, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G." The two bishops clinked their beer bottles together.

"First comes love~" Frau cooed, blinking his blues at the glaring russet.

"Then comes marriage!" Labrador raised his drink in a mock toast.

"Then comes the baby in the baby carriage!"

Castor punched Labrador on the shoulder, since the lilac-haired priest was closest, and pointed at the other. "I'll get you later, you childish twit."

"Ya can try, Love," the blond winked and guzzled the rest of his drink.

After pouring himself a healthy dose of vodka, Castor attempted to ignore the seemingly innocent chatter between Hakuren and Teito about his love life. "Can we just get on with this?" the russet spoke around an amazingly burning throat.

"Someone's eager," the elder blond smirked.

"I propose that Hakuren-kun goes first," the gardener smiled, attempting to soothe over the banter that was to come if he allowed Frau to his teasing.

"But I don't know how to play."

"I'll go," Frau proposed. "Labrador, truth or dare?"

"Dare," the gardener replied without hesitation, a challenging smile brightening his sleepy eyes.

"Stand on your head until the first round ends."

The man frowned but obliged, moving to the wall so he can keep himself upright with little effort on his part. "And that's how it's done," Frau smiled into the mouth of his bottle as he took a drink.

"Hakuren-kun," Labrador smiled. "Truth or dare?"

"Um…" the blond teen looked to Teito beside him – the stoic brunet merely shrugged his shoulders, a bag of cheese puffs on his lap. "Dare."

"Let's see how well you can handle your alcohol." The man's grin turned sinister. "I want the accumulated volume of an entire bottle gone before your turn comes around again."

"Labrador," Castor began to chasten, but sighed it away. "Let's start him off with rum."

"Aye," Frau grinned and poured the blond teen a generous amount of liquor. "Down the hatchet, bucko."

Hakuren looked down to his drink wearily. "I don't think I'm going to like this game," he muttered before downing the small glass in three gulps. It burned and irritated his throat, watered his eyes – Hakuren shivered and took a deep breath, eyes screwed shut as he attempted to work with his closing throat. "T-Teito, t-truth or, or dare?"

"…" Casting a glance towards Labrador who was starting to look dazed, then at Hakuren who was equally looking hazed, Teito declared quite confidently "Truth".

"W-what –hic," the blond teen placed a hand over his mouth, a furious blush staining his pale skin.

"One rum and the kid's already gone," Frau laughed.

"I can handle more!" Hakuren snapped, swaying lightly but managed to remain upright (with help from Teito beside him). "Okay, okay. T-Teito." The blond took a moment to giggle. "Who w-was your first love?"

"My what?" Teito looked stricken, a squeak to his voice. His face slowly took a very deep shade of red, eyes darting between all the present players before settling on Castor. "If I don't want to answer that question, what happens?"

The russet turned to Frau. "Penalty, no?"

Frau sat up properly, arms crossed across his chest. "We haven't set up a penalty though; didn't think we would need it. But I guess in this case… Labrador," he looked over his shoulder. "Any thoughts?"

"Just choose something!"

It was the angriest tone they had ever heard the gardener use.

"Ah!" Frau snapped two fingers together, then lazy pointed forward, between Hakuren and Teito. "That."

"That?" Heads turned, trying to locate the item or idea in question – but nothing came up.

"Care to elaborate, Frau?" Castor raised an eyebrow, eyes scanning familiar décor.

"That maid dress, on your doll." Black lace and frills, a too-short skirt, a body forming corset, off the shoulder sleeves and an elegant bow to draw attention to the low back. It certainly didn't seem anyone within a religion-oriented church, filled with priests and nuns, would wear – "so why do you have it?"

"It bores me creating habits for nuns everyday, Frau," the man snapped defensively. "So sue me if I want to create something cute."

Frau smirked. "Cute, right."

"Can you move on, please?"

"Right, right. Sorry, Lab." Frau quickly dismissed the lilac-haired bishop. "Penalty is you have to wear the dress until someone else takes penalty."

"Ah. A gamble, very compelling."

"I know, right?" Frau threw Castor a grin.

"That dress doesn't even look like it would fit anyone besides me and Hakuren," Teito argued, interrupting them, as he turned his sights back to the bishops.

"You'd be surprised how well I work with some thread and needle, Teito-kun," Castor smiled easily, cup of whiskey raised in mock toast. "So, what will your decision be?"

Teito was blushing far too much for it to be healthy – fidgeting and avoiding eye contact as much as possible. "…is it too late to change my mind and choose dare?"

"Well you can," Frau began expertly, "but you cannot get out of performing the dare, request penalty, or go back to truth. Otherwise you'll be subject to a full-house beat down."

"You made that up," Teito frowned.

"Yeah, I did. But if there was no punishment for switching around so much, or flat-out refusing to take part, this game wouldn't be fun, would it? Now what's your decision, brat? Answering the truth, requesting an irreversible dare, or take penalty?" Frau counted out the options on a gloved hand, discreetly watching the brunet gnaw at his bottom lip and turn so red he almost looked purple.

"You know…" the blond wasn't certain why he was trying so diligently to make those worried lines creasing Teito's childish features vanish, but they caused an irritating anxiety to tumble in his stomach, disturbing warm alcohol into something searing-hot and violent. "If it's Mikage, half of us kinda already expected it –"

"Not Mikage…," Teito muttered as he rose to his feet, stripping his shirt in one fluid motion. He tossed it aside, crossing his arms in a failed attempt to hide his naked chest, and moved towards his penalty. He was careful to remove the garment from the doll , memorizing what went where and how to tie it. Then as careful as he was removing it, he slipped it over his head and formed it to his body, flattening the material with the palm of his hands.

Meanwhile, as the crowd watched on, they vaguely wondered why the teen was avoiding the answer like a plague. Frau took it a step further and analyzed it.

They vaguely knew of Teito's past – so far the only personal relationship they knew of was the brunet's attachment to the blond teen Mikage, now a pink fyulong. He could have truly said any name, and the room would have been forced to believe him. But he was keeping it a secret…

Highly suspicious.

Although any other coherent thought melted away as Frau watched, dumbfounded, as Teito pushed his pajama bottoms down from his hips, hands guiding the material down his thighs until they pooled at his feet. He kicked them to where he had earlier discarded his shirt, causing the short-skirt to sway and brush against his smooth thighs. The layered material hugged his contours, exposed too much skin and yet not enough. Far too visually teasing, especially with that provocative skirt swaying to his every movement.

"You're drooling, Frau." Castor purred as he splayed across his futon and Labrador's to whisper to the blond, startling the man out of his daze.

"And I'd say you're drunk," he retorted with a feral snarl, pointedly ignoring the puppeteer's comment. If he denied it, they would assume it true. And he would never admit to eying the teen more than what was seen as normal. It was just strange to see him dressed in such a way. It fit him perfectly, beautifully. Teito, in no way, looked like a girl. He was male, quite obviously. The strong-ness to his shoulders, flatness of his chest, lean defined muscles, slim hips. And yet a skirt, something female-oriented, brought out all those features, highlighted them.

Not that Frau noticed.

Much.

"There," Teito muttered as he sank down onto his shared futon with Hakuren, legs folded under him as he tugged at the end of his skirt to keep what little dignity he had left. However the wolf whistle coming from Hakuren was making the whole ordeal difficult to deal with. "Can we continue?"

"GODAMMIT, CASTOR! TRUTH OR DARE!" Labrador shouted from his position by the wall. His face was stained red with his entire body shaking with fatigue.

"Truth; I'll take truth," he quickly replied, startled by the gardener's outburst – as was everyone, except maybe Hakuren whose excessive alcohol consumption was taking its toll.

"Um–" Teito flailed at the sudden attention given to him since it was his responsibility to carry out the request. He blushed furiously as he stared down at his lap, playing with the straps to his corset. "Why are you and Frau friends?"

The blond in question spewed out all the cola he was drinking and promptly fell over laughing, eyes brimming with tears. Castor sat up and leaned against his own arm, shooting Frau the most scalding look he could muster beyond his embarrassment. He coughed to clear his throat, a polite fist placed before his mouth.

"Well, Teito-kun. Can't say we're friends because we get along. Or because of his fetching personality." Here Frau half-heartedly protested. "We are friends because it is a mutually profitable relationship. That is all your question asked for so I'll say no more."

"Sounds reasonable…" Teito concluded, not at all content with the answer but otherwise remained silent, watching as Labrador dropped from his headstand with a harsh sound, groaning as he snapped bones back in place and helped blood flow to other regions besides his head and hands.

"You guys did that on purpose," Labrador whined as he shook his inflamed hands.

"You wouldn't believe us if we said otherwise," Castor commented, moving back to his own futon, mixing himself a drink with coke and rum but not before stealing a handful of pretzels from a nearby bowl. "I suppose it's my turn to chose whomever I want since I came in last?"

"That's the rule," Frau confirmed as he fished around for another can of cola, his previous one having drenched a section of a wall and bookshelf.

"Then Frau," the russet smiled far too sweetly with a tone far too pleased. "Truth or Dare?"

A/N: Why yes, I am procrastinating writing my other stories, which, I will have you all know (those who know me by author and not just this story xD) I AM WORKING ON THEM, CHA~!

Anyway.

My customary hello has been sent to the end! Hello :D There is one reason and one reason only why I wrote this. It was to see Teito in a maid outfit. Fail is Fail. Anyway, I don't know how long this will run, but I'm hoping it will be less than five chapters, each kinda the same length as this. Well, I bid thee all farewell, if you guys have any ideas for any dares/truths, I'll be more than willing to listen to them and consider them. Just PM or suggest in a review, either is fine. TTFN~