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Blond threeways and other hijinks

Characters: Shizuo Heiwajima (

kingshizuchan ) Initial thread: Ren (

gatto ) and Belphegor (

ushishishi ) Other threads: Possible accidental victims afterward
Date: Thursday morning! (August 30th)
Rating/Warnings: PG-13ish, I guess? Then again, Bel
Summary: Shizuo works on the hardest mission, making it as harmless and temporary as possible in the shower. Ren ends up the first victim, leading him to think it's Bel at fault. Of course distracted by this, Shizuo forgets to get rid of what may be left. So there might be more accidental victims in the bathroom when he ends up remembering to get it.

[Possibly out of habit, maybe because there were less people awake to try anything, Shizuo had woken up rather early to get a shower ou of the way. He had taken a few days to consider the least harmful and impermanent method of dealing with the missions.]

[So after his shower, thanks to some basics picked up from previous jobs, he unscrewed the shower head. Putting in a small mesh baggy, filled with something orange and greyish, the head was returned and fastened. It would color a person's skin and hair some, though not immediately noticeable with this... orange water. If he did it right, another shower (or three) should get it out of everything.]

[With those few extra minutes spent setting up and getting dried off, Shizuo went to the mirrors and sinks to deal with the rest of his morning routine. Combing and drying his hair, for example.]

[Definitely not seeing if his plan works out.]

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[Showers? So not that common in Toshima. A game like Igura didn't exactly often allow time or the opportunity for basic luxuries like that, not to mention how most of the buildings were just barely standing. Where would you even find a shower half the time?

So coming to Joywick and being able to take a shower whenever he wanted? So. Awesome.

When Rin heads to the showers that morning, it's with a spring in his step, already planning just what to do for their current missions. It's still on his mind while he actually takes that shower... until he steps out and grabs his towel, and actually takes a look at himself.

If ever asked, he'll completely deny having yelped that loudly upon seeing the color of his skin.

Oh. Oh. Whoever's behind this is so not getting off easy.

He towels off and dresses quickly, pausing a moment before moving.] Heeey! Anyone still in here?

[Before he can receive an answer, however, he's bolting to the door, one particular person in mind.]

[Said particular person is lounging around as usual in his room on his bed, being the lazy prince he is. Of course, given recent events and certain disappearances, he's more than a little grouchy.]

[Throwing knives at the wall (and the occasional passing roommates) was all good and fun, but the yell of someone outside made him giggle just a bit.]

Someone got orange~

[He wishes he was there to see it, but alas, the bed was just too comfortable and he was just too slothful.]

[Let the party come to him.]

[Shizuo was still procrastinating, especially after the other guy had went into the stall that was rigged. He was just about to re-tie the bow tie as the now-orange guy ran out.]

[Except when he was about to say how it's probably temporary, he ran right out.]

Ah...

[Leaving the bow untied he left the bathroom to follow the trail. Where was he going, anyway?]

[Rin doesn't bother to slow down, his destination already clear in his mind. He may not know what the loser prince looks like, but the guy himself told him his room number once before, and he's made sure not to forget it.

Because, really, who else has he pissed off in this place? It'd have been downright stupid to forget information like that about someone like that.

Finally reaching room 109, not too far from his own room-- not that the idiot prince knew that-- he doesn't bother to knock before pushing the door open. Immediately spotting who he assumes is just the person he was looking for, he crosses his arms and stands at the doorway.]

There you are!

[Bel only moved his head when the door was flung open- he figured it was Yoyo popping in unexpectedly as he always did, Yagyuu coming back exhausted after...tennis or whatever it was that he did, or Feferi coming back from shopping.]

[When he saw that it was none of his unfortunate roommates, he frowned a bit, ready to bring out some knives-]

[Until he realized that this guy was the color of his cell phone from head to toe.]

[The entertainment did come to him after all! The frown was replaced by a giant, clearly entertained grin. This was a good distraction.]

Ushishishishishi~! Did you fall into a vat of orange juice?

[Never mind that this guy just broke into his room clearly looking for him, he was the color of a construction sign.]

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[This was further down the hall than he expected to follow along. Staying back, because it's rude to go into a strangers' room, it wasn't actually hard to hear what was being said.]

[Or who laughed like that. It started to make sense as to why this guy thought the mop had done it.]

Ah... things got annoying.

[He guessed. Not that he said that loudly or anything.]

[It didn't take a genius to recognize that laugh, even if he'd only seen it typed out before. Oh yeah. This was Belphegor. And he was every inch the idiot prince in the flesh as he'd been over text.

If he were to be honest with himself, beyond riling him up being a good way to pass the time, Rin had never been overly concerned about him. But this? This was crossing the line. He couldn't let this stand!

The identity of his target confirmed, he took a moment to steady himself, before walking further into the room.]

No, I took a shower! What'd you do to the showers, you stupid prince?!

[He had no idea who this guy was, but he certainly was entertaining enough. Small enough to seem like no threat, either. So Bel stayed where he was on the bed for the time being, just staring and giggling at him.]

[...Shower? The shower was a bit orange this morning, but Bel had combed through every hair on his head (and there were a lot) to make sure not a single was dyed.]

I have no idea what you're talking about~ That water wasn't dye.

[What an ass, he just keeps snickering.]

Send a prince's congratulations to whoever made it so, 'shishi!

[So, a smart person would probably leave the two to destroy each other, or at least stay quiet and watch the show. It'd probably be enjoyable. Except it wasn't right to lead others on and follow through with assumptions. He's not supposed to admit to doing it, right? So it just means he has to follow through with the plan as before.]

[Adjusting the glasses, Shizuo stayed out of the room but did go up to the doorway. He wasn't going into that room. Especially with who one of the residents was.]

Ah. It probably washes right out.

Eh?

[His hands balling into fists, Rin shook his head wildly. And he had the nerve to deny it! When the evidence was right in front of him! It was hardly the worst thing that had ever happened to him, of course, but the thought didn't make it any better! He was orange and this guy clearly had something to do with it.]

But there was something in the water! I didn't get like this till I got in there!

[His mouth still open to continue yelling, he stopped when he heard a voice behind him, shooting a glance over his shoulder at the newcomer.]

Boo, it better wash out!

'shishi~! Maybe it's just your bad luck.

[This time, he finally sat up at the sound of Shizuo's voice. Oh, it's his favorite person here, and this is looking like a good, fun fight about to start.]

[He stood up to go "greet" Shizuo- most likely throw something sharp at him, again- but as he did his foot struck one of the many piles of junk from around the room and from it spilled a can of orange paint, right onto the floor in front of them.]

[...]

[Well, this is incriminating.]

[Well, they were both right on that. The water already being orange had given him the idea to use the showers, after all. He even started to feel bad that the Mop was getting blamed.]

[Even when he was getting up from bed. Even when he kicked his crap over the-]

...

[Glad to be out in the hall, there was a quick glance down to make sure his shoes weren't hit. That guilty feeling didn't seem as strong as before now. He's not going to go off and say 'look at that. I guess it was the fake prince.']

If it happened in the showers, then it probably wasn't paint. If it is, or even something else, a few showers should get it off.

[And there it was.

Rin stared silently as paint spilled out of the fallen can, taking a step back to keep it from reaching his boots. Wouldn't that have just been the icing on the cake?

Having barely payed any attention to what the guy behind him said, he raised his eyes to look at the prince again, his mouth set in a frown. Standing very still, unlike his earlier flailing anger, he shook his head again.]

Then what'd you use the paint for?

[Oh. Well, that was another mess Bel didn't care enough about to clean up. Sort of explained the rest of the room, really.]

[Instead, he just kicked it under the bed, deftly avoiding any getting on his boots either. They were expensive.]

[The giggles weren't stopping- did they ever stop, really?]

Painting a hobo.

[...Legit, right?]

[Though his eyes are obscured, the slight motion of his head upward suggests that he was staring at Shizuo for a moment. Under all that hair there was a knowing look- blaming him for what you did, huh?]

[At least this was pretty funny.]

[He sort of defended you, you bratty mop. Saying Rin probably didn't have paint on him gave you an out practically. Kinda.]

[So you're getting a stare back. Even though he was in the hall.]

So you were painting someone.

[Don't mind him. Shizuo's just going to get a cigarette out to smoke. Keep on with the confrontation, Rin. You've got someone around to keep the fake prince distracted, at least.]

[Rin watched as they stared at each other (or at least he thought he did, in Belphegor's case), still not moving. Did these two know each other? Was that why the other guy had suddenly shown up behind him?

Whatever.

Painted hobos aside, he wasn't getting off the hook so easily!

Quickly back in motion, he stalks forward, carefully sidestepping some paint.] What else did you do with it?! You got any more paint there?!

'shishi, you'll see the results sooner or later.

[He considered follow Shizuo out to bother him and fill the daily quota, but he had a new target today, and it was always good to change things up, wasn't it?]

[A slight shift in his neck meant that he was once again staring at Rin. He was close enough for Bel to smile widely and slide out a single knife, just in case.]

What you see is what you get. I didn't do anything else.

[Perhaps he's telling the truth, but his tone makes it seem like he's sure as hell not.]

[That's right Bel, you've got other targets. He's keeping an eye on you though. You'd probably pull a knife on a gnat, so he's going to watch to make sure you don't actually use it instead. He felt kinda bad following through with the mission after all, so watching the orange guy's back seemed to be the best to do for now.]

Ah, you can't help but sound suspicious. It's why people always suspect bastard mops like you.

[Trust him, Rin. Him getting Bel's attention is best for your life.]

[Nope, he didn't believe him. Especially not when he caught a glimpse of that knife.

He didn't go for one of his own knives, held in the bag at his waist, but he kept his hands close to them, watching Bel warily.

--Not that he was worried! Of course not.

The guy behind him had a point anyway.]

We're gonna see the results, yeah? Then why don't you tell us about 'em!

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The prince has no reason to lie.

[Apparently, Bel finds this entire thing hilarious. He's giggling softly as he takes another step forward, hunching over as he does so.]

[It almost looks like he's going to strike, but instead he turns his head and whistles as if calling a dog.]

Yo~yo~ Come out for the prince and show his work, 'shishi!

[...]

[No one's coming out of the closet.]

Where is that hobo? [Muttered.]

...

[This seemed to be turning into more of a joke than something to be worried about and watching over. If the orange guy had went to anyone else, anyone, Shizuo would've let it pass after a glance to make sure things were okay. This time it was... sorta his fault. If sorta meant definitely. Nope, it had to be Bel that was suspected.]

You gotta be kidding me...

[He can't tell if you're trying to make Rin suspect you more or what.]

[If anything was enough to make him let go of his indignation for the moment, it was this bizarre spectacle. He couldn't find it in himself to even be annoyed, only bewildered. What in the...

Was this guy looking for some hobo or a dog? ...Actually, considering Arbitro's creepy "dog," that was probably a line of thought best left unexplored.]

Tooo bad! Looks like your hobo isn't here!

[His frown only lasted for a second. Ah, well, the hobo would shuffle out from somewhere eventually, and he was orange enough to be easily noticed.]

[So the grin returns, and he stares at both of them still holding the knife.]

'shishi! He'll be back sooner or later, Orangey. So rude, breaking into my room and falsely accusing me of things~

If you don't believe me, I'd be happy to show how wrong you both are.

[He raises up the knife in a gesture that clearly says "COME AT ME, BRO".]

[Oh for f- You two are going to start something annoying, aren't you? He'd rather not have this lead to that. It was supposed to be a harmless prank. Temporary, no injuries.]

Y'know, maybe another time. Hey, ah...

[Guy he didn't know.]

Maybe you should try getting the orange off for now instead.

[He perked up at that, a grin coming to his lips. Never taking his eyes off Bel, he reached for the bag at his waist and pulled out two small stilettos, holding them loosely in front of him.

OH, BRING IT ON.]

How's this gonna prove I'm wrong, eh? Unless your hobo's gonna show up now, I dunno how this is gonna do anything!

[He still wasn't lowering his weapons though. In fact, when Shizuo spoke, he only grinned wider and shook his head.] Ehhh, and turn my back on this guy? No way!

[Oh, now things were getting interesting. Bel's mind was starting to race a bit faster than just during a normal, petty argument. This was looking to be an interesting fight, especially when two parties with knives were involved. Suddenly, the way he was standing, holding those knives, seemed a lot less casual and slothful than before.]

[Of course, Bel's threatening stance was interrupted when Shizuo began speaking. Way to kill the moment, Shizzy.]

It's easy to replace the orange with red. Ah, such a better color too~

[More giggles. He didn't care if Yotsuya showed up at this point- in fact, he'd just spoil the fun.]

[At this point, it obviously wasn't even about who painted whom what. They were like that flea, probably thinking that using knives was the same as playing around. So they obviously couldn't complain about what happened. At this point, it wasn't really related to what he was responsible for.]

If you two really wanna end up doing that instead.

[Wow, talk about freaky. Someone was looking forward to some bloodshed, wasn't he?

Completely ignoring Bel this time, he finally looked over at Shizuo, a frown on his face.] Ehhh, don't be such a stick-in-the-mud! It's just a fight! A fight!

[Bel was about to disregard Shizuo entirely and just go at Rin, but there was one piece of the puzzle that didn't quite fit in, and Bel's curious mind demanded that he knew what it was.]

[For now, he turns his attention to Shizuo.]

'shishishi~! Why are you here, anyway? Acting as a referee? This little rat might need a time out~

[Nope, Shizuo gave up on trying to stop the fight. Not even gonna try anymore.]

If that's what you want.

[Oh, great. The mop realized he was still there. The mission said to dye the person without them knowing, but he didn't know if the culprit had to stay anonymous. Without having checked the joypoint app, he'd have to settle for the latter half of the truth.]

He ran out yelling and I was curious about where he was going. Not surprised he thought it was you.

[Rin lowered his arms slightly, raising one eyebrow at Shizuo. The stupid prince did have a point. Where had this guy even come from? Had he really just followed him?

...That had been sloppy of him. He hadn't even noticed.]

Huh? You were in the showers, too? So, so, so did you see him do it?!

[There was a pause as Bel watched the two for a moment, his battle ready posture slowly beginning to be replaced by his typical, hunched-over snickering one.]

In the showers? 'shishishi, watching him? Gross~

[Oh, he was starting to get it now- why this guy was hanging around and was so keen to blame him for Rin's uncanny resemblance to a pumpkin.]

[But what fun would there be just letting Rin figure that out?]

The prince didn't do any such thing. Told you that.

The hell are you imagining?

[Seriously Bel, who's the gross one here? You. That's who. So he's just going to get to that smoking now, while still in the hall. You can't stop him. Shizuo does what Shizuo wants. Can't be tamed, fake prince.]

I said that too, yeah? I said it probably wasn't him. It doesn't look like paint on you, right?

[Well, sure, he noticed when a guy was attractive, of course he did, and the blond who wasn't a mop was pretty handsome, but... Watching him in the showers? Yeah, he had better not have been.]

Eh? What were you doing in the showers?!

[Rin's attention was quickly diverted away from that particular train of thought, however, by the next words out of Shizuo's mouth.

He looked down at himself, then back up.] Then what is it?

[Bel sits back down on the bed lazily, just watching these two further, his grin widening with every second.]

[Yep, he knew exactly what went on here, and watching the fallout would be hilarious.]

Ushishishi~! What were you doing, I wonder? What is it that's all over him, mm?

[He knows your grinning Bel, even without having to look over there. He's just gonna finish the current drag before saying anything.]

I showered just before you did. It's easier to tie these with a mirror.

[He tapped at the bowtie. Clearly it was that and nothing else. ~~But it really is easier to put bowies together when you can see it.~~]

I'm supposed to know? It's easy to tell that's not paint, yeah? Doesn't look like it. If it happened in the shower, it might wash off in a different stall.

[He glances suspiciously at the bowtie, but doesn't comment on it. It's not like he's ever worn one. He has no idea what makes it easier or harder to put one on.]

Argh, I dunno anything about bowties, but if one shower turned me orange, how's another one gonna fix it?! It's all the same showers!

That's a poor excuse if the prince ever heard one. If you showered, then, why aren't you orange? Shishishi~

[He looks back and forth at them, clearly amused at the situation unfolding before him.]

Take a bath in bleach and die for all of us ♪

We probably didn't use the same stall, jackass.

[Said pretty flatly (and the latter part pointed towards the fake prince, though all of this is new territory. Acting is a Heiwajima talent, tru fax. Also, in spite of that last comment from you Bel, he's going to lean over to blow out smoke into your room.]

So try a different stall, I'd say.

[He finally puts his knives away, the thrill of an imminent fight having long since left him. His hands on his hips, he huffs out a breath and glares up at Bel.]

Nope! You're not getting rid of me that easy.

[Turning his attention back to smoking blondie though...] Which stall did you use?

Don't want to know what trash does in the shower.

[For once, the smile drops and Bel scowls at Shizuo, but he can't help but feel a bit disappointed that Rin didn't take the suicide suggestion either.]

Don't smoke in my room. Gross.

[Bel, you're just gonna get a cool stare that's probably the same expression that he usually gives. It's hard to tell the differences when he's just looking all cool like that. It's the look of 'what the hell, do you want me to kick your ass? I hate violence so knock it off.' That's what you get as he answers the orange guy.]

The one on the other side, I think. It wasn't the middle one, and I'm not orange. So it'd have to be the one that's left, yeah?

I'm not talking about doing anything in the shower!

[And he huffs. Again. Rin then glances up at Shizuo again, eyebrows raised.]

Not the one on the middle, huh... I guess that one probably isn't safe either, yeah?

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Blond threeways and other hijinks

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...oh. that's +10 each, BY THE WAY, oops.

woo for being annoying

bel WOULD be proud.

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