"Midnight Blade, please report down to the office."

"Mid." Scarlet whispered to his friend, who lay facefirst in his textbook, catching some needed ZZZs. He had returned to his dorm with a face that could had been mistaken for Uzumaki hair and his undies. Scarlet, knowning how timid Midnight was about not wearing clothes, quickly offered some of his own. And that was how Midnight ended up sitting in class, wearing Scarlet's boxers, socks, and backup outfit... For the third day in a row. Scarlet didn't bother asking why Midnight refused to return to his roommate Crimson, who was out with some sort of eye infection. The first night he had mentioned it, he had the misfortune of waking up in the middle of the night to use the washroom. He had returned to his room, only to scream at the pair of eyes glaring at him though the dark.

He then ate a wind up boxing glove to the groin, a trap Midnight had set out to supposedly take out Crimson.

Scarlet thought the trap was pretty effective. He walked funny for two days after.

The good news was that he was finally better from the groin attack.

"Uhh.." His friend replied, picking himself up, then promptly falling face first into his book. He too, had not slept a wink. The first night had been filled with Scarlet's moans of agony, the second night he had heard footsteps in the dorm hallway, and failed to get any sleep. The third night, fearing an attack, he had set up a tennis ball launcher to protect himself, and fired upon the first person to open the bedroom door.
It was Scarlet.

His terrible cries echoed until a cranky Darui and Cee marched into the room and dragged Scarlet out.

Cee healed Scarlet while Darui silenced him with duct tape.

Midnight was in trouble though. Scarlet had finally had enough and cursed his so called friend as he was healed.

Cee gave one look at Darui, and said a silent prayer for poor Midnight.

...

Midnight stood in Principal Ay's office, his face a mask of horror.

"You want me to do what?" he repeated again, hoping for his ears to fail.

"You are to be the prima donna for Swan Lake." Ay stated calmly, as Darui whistled quietly next to Ay

Darui never whistles. Midnight thought to himself.

"You see." Ay continued, a bland look on his face. "We figured you would be best. You are tall, not very muscular, with light hair. A dusting of makeup should turn you into a lovely ballerina. Breeze personally said you would be best. Azure agreed. This way, we can have you wear Breeze's leotard, tights, and tutu. All without extra cost. Azure even found a pair of shoes for you."

"When is this?" A horrified Midnight managed to utter, his face not unlike his hair.

"In a good ten hours," Ay replied, checking the clock behind him. "Breeze will teach you everything you need to know once you get there."

"Why me?" Midnight finally asked, his face still the colour of his hair.

"Because nobody in this school looks more like a pure swan like you." Ay replied. "The girls call you." Ay paused, his face grim as he forced himself to continue. "Bishouen."

To be continued...

AN: Sort of a filler chapter. Still, I do like to torment you all. do like to do cruel things to err, is this still on? Summon chains that tighten up on lifeless female bodies... oh. Wrong character. I do enjoy your cries of agony as there will be no Ballerina Midnight... Yet

My exams have something to do with this, so don't feel bad
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