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Come get some clothes! [Closed/Complete]

Character(s): Selphie, Sora and Ichigo
Content: Getting Clothes
Setting: Auntie Unde's
Time: Shortly after Selphie gets through Niflheim and into the town
Warnings: Nudity

Everything was completely different in Paixao compared to Balamb Garden. The only things that seemed real were the people. Even then, there were more people she had seen that were closer to her age than anything else. There were a few scant elderly but other than that, there was nothing. It was like the older the people of this town became, the greater the chance of them disappearing.

But for now, as the mud continued to squish between her toes, there was only one thing on the brunette's mind as the wind blew through her hair and striped pajamas searching for something that much greater; clothes. Selphie needed new clothes but she wasn't sure where she would find a store that would sell anything of that sort. It perplexed her how the houses were scattered in small clusters and the shops were solitary standing. Selphie had always thought that there would be more houses closer to a shop than anything else, or at least more people.

Putting on her best face, Selphie stuck to the side of the pathway as walking in the squishy earth was more comfortable than walking on a road that looked to be warming up as the sun began to shine right on her.

Cautiously, not really knowing any people her at all, Selphie walked over to the edge of the road and stopped a young woman around her own age to ask for help. "Excuse me, is there some type of store around here where I could get some clothing?"

The young woman, smiling smugly at her through her finely painted face and pointed in the background toward a rustic house with a sign that said "AUNTIE UNDE'S GENERAL STORE" in faded black paint. A bit of money was scattered on the ground before the woman laughed hysterically, walking off her arms laced through an ornate blouse and equally through the arms of a sympathetic suitor who smiled apologetically at Selphie as she scooped up the money and walked purposefully toward the shanty and opened up the door.

"Hello, is anyone here?" Selphie called from the entrance, doing her best to wipe the mud from her feet on the porch.

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He'd been running aimlessly in one general direction for fifteen minutes without being able to get any bearing on this place. Everything was so perfect that something just had to be wrong here.

Another five minutes' worth of running brought him to an old building in one of the more rundown parts of town. He could barely make out the words "AUNTIE UNDE'S GENERAL STORE" on a sign over the top of the door, and it looked really dilapitated, but a store was a store, he reasoned to himself. Maybe they'd have some clothes as well. A quick check into his pockets uncovered nearly 600yen worth of coins. At least it was probably enough to buy some food, if nothing else.

Stuffing his hands back into his pockets, Ichigo made his way towards the shop, poking his head in through the door. "Uh... is this thing open?"

A voice! An unfamiliar voice as Selphie tilted her head back and stared up at a young man with Orange hair. Hopefully this young man wouldn't notice the fact that there was a wonderful view down the front of the pink and yellow striped tank top that the brunette was wearing as she grinned up at him. "I haven't seen anybody yet but I think this place is open. There certainly is enough stuff here to warrant it being open."

Pale skin and orange hair, he kinda had the shape of a strawberry going on with his head but Selphie wouldn't DARE to mention that to someone she'd just met.

"Oh." He stepped in, and looked down at the girl in front of him. A quick glance around him showed numerous items ranging from groceries to furniture. This really was a general store, but the only thing missing was the shopkeeper. While it seemed quite obvious that the only other person in the shop apart from him was probably it, he didn't think 'Auntie Unde' would be a girl this young. Probably somebody else who was waiting around for this 'Auntie Unde' to appear. "So, uh.. You from around here?"

Selphie took a glance down, blushing and turning around to face this person, stepping back as she did so. A table that was behind her was almost knocked over before she grabbed it with her hands. Blushing a little, the brunette couldn't help but feel insanely uncomfortable as she looked up and grinned sheepishly at the young man.

"Umm...no, I'm not from around here. I'm come from a place called Balamb Garden. I went to sleep last night and woke up sleeping in the mud if you can't tell," she explained gesturing to herself. "What about you, where are you from?"

"Me? I'm from Karakura. In Japan." He paused, thinking. "Where's Balamb Garden? Never heard of that before." Ichigo could somehow tell that the girl was becoming increasingly uncomfortable in his presence. "Uh... you can relax, y'know, I'm not gonna attack you or anything."

Japan? Where was Japan? She'd never heard of a Karakura before either. The more she thought about that the more relaxed she became. While she thought about this place that this orange haired kid was from, the brunette began to ponder on whether or not there were other worlds out there, different dimensions, just like in a Science Fiction novel.

"I don't think you would know where Balamb or any other place on my world is," Selphie confessed. "Because I don't think we're from the same world. I've never heard of Karakura or Japan before. It's cool but scary at the same time. It's kinda like something you'd read out of a book don't you think?"

Somehow, Ichigo didn't find himself overly confused about the whole "other worlds" idea. After all, he'd already been to Soul Society. That did count as another world, didn't it?

Soul Society... now that he'd thought about it, maybe some people he knew from there had been brought into this place too. Hanatarou, Ikkaku, Gin or, hell, even Aizen would've been a welcome sight; some faces that he knew. He instinctively reached into his pockets and sighed inwardly with relief as his fingers closed around the Shinigami badge that Ukitake had given him just before he'd left Soul Society. At least he was reassured that he could still kick some major ass if he needed to.

Silence. Silence from Squall could be handled but that didn't neccessarily mean that Selphie actually enjoyed silence. There was just one teeny tiny bit of a problem; the orange haired kid was considerably taller than she was and it irked her. Wasn't there anybody who was shorter than her anywhere?!

No matter, Selphie knew of another way to get a quiet person's attention. Letting go of the table behind her, Selphie stood at her full height (which compared to the boy was not very impressive) and looked up at him with an innocent grin on her face. Oh, she'd pay for this later, Selphie was almost certain of it. But hey, he was zoning out on her and maybe if she shouted loud enough someone would come and help them out.

She drew in a large breath, shut her eyes and shouted, "WAKE UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP!" as loud as she could muster.

Ichigo jumped, simultaneously hitting his head on the ceiling, hard, and clamping his hands over his ears, then trying to apply pressure to the growing bump on his head while keeping his ears closed AT THE SAME TIME.

"WERE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME OR SOMETHING?" God, that wasn't a scream, that was a damned TRAIN WHISTLE next to his EAR. "You're even noisier than Rukia is! And I thought that wasn't even humanly POSSIBLE. Gods." He sat down on the floor and scrunched his eyes shut, massaging the top of his head. "Owwwww. Fuck. That hurts. I hope you're happy now."

Selphie grimaced as he hit his head on the ceiling and then she clamped her own hands over her ears as he started shouting back at her. She blinked for a couple of seconds before she saw him applying pressure to his head. She frowned when he started to massage the bump that was forming.

Selphie waited for the orange haired loudmouth to stop shouting before she let her hands fall to her side before she walked behind him and started moving his hand. The brunette might be weaponless, but that didn't mean that she was defenseless against...well...anything. She placed her hand over the bump and said, "Cure!" as a green light wisped out of her hand and around his head.

"Is that better?" she asked apologetically. "I'm sorry mister."

A cool wash of... something over his head, and the pain was gone. What the...

Ichigo looked up, somewhat resembling a deer in headlights. "How'd you DO that??"

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Selphie smiled at her companion even though she didn't know his name. "You wouldn't know about white magic. It's healing magic we use back home."

The three of them ran and ran until they were sure they were clear of the gate. Panting, Sora put his hands on his knees. “Heh heh…that was a bit of a workout, huh, guys?” As he turned his head back to them, his eyes widened, and his jaw dropped.

Those two weren’t Donald and Goofy…were they?

Donald glared, irked at Sora’s expression. “What?” he demanded, crossing his arms. ‘They’re actually…arms, now,’ Sora thought. He turned his head to Goofy. ‘Yup…the same thing’s happened to him.’ A thought crossed Sora’s mind. “Donald! You’re indecent!”

“Whaa-?” Donald asked. Goofy looked down at his partner and gave Donald the same reaction Sora had. “Donald…you’re human!”

Donald was too busy eyeing Goofy in the same way. “Goofy…you’re human, too!” Goofy took the time to examine himself. “Well gawrsh…I guess I am! Ahyuck!”

“That…that…augh!” Sora said franticly. He quickly took off his jacket at wrapped it around Donald to hide his nether regions. “Okay,” he sighed, taking the time to stand back and look at his companions fully.

They were still the same height, at least, with Goofy being far taller than Sora and Donald being several inches shorter. They basically looked like ordinary humans. Goofy’s hair was long and black, put into two braids going over his ears. He still wore the same clothes, with the goofy goggles on his head and the abnormally large shoes. Donald’s hair, on the other hand, was short and fluffy, so blond it was nearly white. ‘Maybe it is white,’ Sora considered. “In any case, Donald, let’s get you some actual pants.”

“Where?” Goofy asked. “We don’t even know where we are.”

“Hmm…that’s true,” Sora mused. He looked around, just know taking the time to look at his surroundings. It was….weird, where they were. It didn’t feel very welcoming. All the people there seemed to be in their own world, paying the strange travelers no mind. The buildings seemed strange, too, all alone and rundown. Sora’s eyes feel upon the sign on one of the buildings.

“Auntie Unde’s General Store…”he read aloud. “Well, if it’s a general store, maybe they have pants in here.” He ushered to his friends and the three of them entered the building.

"Oh. That was something like what one of my friends, Inoue, could do. I didn't expect other people to be capable of that too." Damn, that naggy feeling that something here was seriously screwed wouldn't go away, and even talking about his friends didn't really help.

Remembering that he was still in the presence of the brunette, he tried to push those thoughts away for now. "So, uh... I just realised I didn't really get your name." She probably had some megawatt amplifier built in somewhere, and he sure as hell didn't want to find out. "I'm Kurosaki Ichigo."

"I'm Selphie Tilmitt." she replied to Ichigo with a smile. She knew when to be loud and when not to be so she wouldn't shout in his ears anymore, she'd just kick him in the shins instead!

"There's magic where your from too? Hey, that's cool!"

"It's... not really magic, more of something to do with your reiatsu..." He didn't really know how to explain it. And something told him that he shouldn't be talking about Soul Society or even shinigami here, at least not just yet.

"Helloooo?" Sora called, wondering if there was anyone else in the store. Upon closer inspection, he saw two other people there: a girl and a boy. Putting his hand behind his head and grinning sheepishly, he approached them, followed by Donald and Goofy.

"Excuse me," Sora began. "Do either of you guys know where the clothes section is?"

Selphie had just opened her mouth to ask Ichigo just what the heck a reiatsu was when a brunet entered into the store and asked her where the clothes section was. Looking around the dimly lit building, Selphie spotted a couple racks of clothes in the back of the store.

"Looks like everything is back here," Selphie pointed into the back. "We've been chatting here for a few minutes. I need to get some clothes myself!"

Sora thanked the girl who answered him and headed towards the back of the store, Goofy and Donald in tow. Glancing back at the latter, he snickered.

"What's so funny?!" Donald demanded.

"It's just...you still waddle," Sora giggled.

Donald scowled. "I've walked this way ever since you first met me! Why's it so funny now?!"

"No reason," Sora snickered again as he searched through the racks, hoping to find a pair of pants short enough for his formerly-feathered friend.

Selphie followed behind Donald and Goofy and was met with a most unexpected sight. The brunette's face turned about three shades of red as she realized this short man that she had never met before in her life was wearing no pants. Why was this man wearing pants and what was he doing in this store without said pants on?

Selphie gave a startled scream as she back up and ran towards the entrance of the store. Once outside on the porch, Selphie sat down on a crate and hid her beet red face in her hands.

"PANTS! WHY ISN'T HE WEARING ANY PANTS?!" she shouted into the distance.

"PANTS! WHY ISN'T HE WEARING ANY PANTS?!"

The trio jumped, startled. "Uhh, Donald, I think you may have scared that poor girl," Goofy said. Donald scoffed.

"Ah, what's her problem, anyway? It's not like I'm fully naked; I've got Sora's jacket tied around my waist!" he said, defending himself.

Sora sighed, shaking his head. "Donald...it's just...not the same. And with her being...a her...I'd better go apologize." He ran out, leaving the other two behind.

Better to let Selphie scream outside, he didn't want to be around her when she raised her voice. Ichigo chose to shut up and move over to the racks where the brunette kid and the other two... people (?) were, looking around for something suitably decent to wear. Even after combing through the pretty limited selection of clothes available, he couldn't find anything. All those clothes looked like they belonged in some old Western movie, and he definitely wasn't wearing those. Worse come to worst, there was always his Shihakushou, but he didn't really know where he'd hide his real body.

... If it still worked that way, that is, in this weird new world.

She couldn't believe that there was a half naked man in the store but Selphie knew that she'd have to suck it up because Ichigo and that short guy weren't the only people in need of clothes. They weren't the ones prancing around in their pajamas and had extremely muddy feet.

Hopping down off the crate, Selphie walked resolutely back into the store. She was still blushing but at least now she wouldn't be screaming her head off about Donald. She walked through the store, pulling down a comfortable looking pair of shoes in the process before walking over to the second rack which appeared to hold the ladies clothing.

It was dusty but a little fresh air would get the smell of dust out of the clothes. If not, Selphie could always go swimming in her clothing. The shoes she pulled off were a bright yellow colour with velcro straps. Setting them on the floor, Selphie started searching through the rack of clothes searching for a pair of jeans and a shirt. The jeans were the easiest to find as she pulled out a pair of black, baggy pants and slung them over her shoulder. She didn't care about the size, that's what belts were for!

Next after a bit more hunting, Selphie discovered a green tanktop and a yellow sweater to wear overtop of it.

"Booyaka!" She exclaimed cheerfully before leaning down to pick up the shoes and scampering into the back with her bundles in her arms. The brunette knew that she'd have to wash her feet at the closest river to the General Store but this was much better clothing than walking around in pajamas. She removed her dirty pajamas and left them in a corner in the room. Maybe she could use them to barter for her new clothes.

The new clothes slipped onto her slim frame easily and thankfully the jeans fit just right. Being satisfied with the results of her clothing hunt, Selphie walked back out into the main area of the store and grinned at everyone in attendance.

"So what do you guys think?" She asked of them, acting as if she'd known them forever.

As Sora ran to the entrance, he was surprised to see the brunette girl re-enter. Considering his options, he figured getting Donald some clothes was more important than apologizing, and so he headed back to his party.

"Whaddya think about these?" Goofy asked, holding up a pair of hideously ugly trousers. "Too tacky," Donald replied, shoving them out of the way. "They'll do," Sora said. He was getting impatient again.

"What?!" Donald declared. "I'm not that fashion-disoriented!" He stamped his foot and crossed his arms.

"We'll dye them or something," Sora urged. "Donald, just put on the pa-"

"No!"

Sora sighed heavily, reaching for another pair of pants. 'Blue,' he observed. 'At least they'll match his outfit.' He grabbed Donald by the collar.

"Put. Them. On."

"Okay, okay!" Donald said, alarmed. "Geez, what's gotten into you?" Donald removed Sora's jacket (with Goofy making sure he didn't flash anybody) and put the pants on. "They're too big!"

"Augh!" Sora shouted in frustration. He grabbed a pair of scissors and some pins, and a few minutes later, Donald had a "tailored" pair of pants.

Sighing, Sora stepped back and admired his quick, although shoddy, handiwork. "We can have it properly tailored later, but it will do for now," he said. He turned around to find the brunette girl and adequately apologize, but just as she had done so she grinned and said, "So what do you guys think?"

"It's... pretty decent, actually," he observed, barely concealing the grin on his face. "Way better than anything I can find here. None of this stuff is even going to fit me. Guess I'm stuck with this dumb gay school uniform until we get outta here."

Selphie clapped her hands together happily as she gave a little twirl. Spotting the cash register and an elderly woman, Selphie wandered over to the old woman and slapped the money the snot outside had scattered onto the ground and smiled.

The woman took all the money and tucked it inside the registered and said, "Have a good day deary."

"Thanks, I will!" Selphie replied, her high spirits restored. There really wasn't much of anything that could keep her down for too long as she walked back over to Ichigo and smiled at him. "Thanks!"

"You're... welcome." Nothing seemed to be able to keep this girl's spirits down for long. "Are you always this hyper?"

Selphie nodded as she started looking through the rack of guys clothing, hoping that she could find Ichigo some clothing that he would actually like. "Let's see if we can find you something to wear too! There has to be something that we can find here that you'll like."

"Hey... hang on. I haven't got any money." Or at least, he didn't have anything in this world's currency. He'd seen Selphie paying for her clothes with money that didn't really look very familiar, and he was pretty sure that Japanese Yen wasn't going to be accepted here.

"Are you serious?" Selphie asked with a pout before she got an idea about how to get Ichigo some money. "Well then, we'll have to get some money now won't we? I'll help you out! Maybe there's a store that needs someone to move things around or you could be a cook in a restaurant, or a bartender or hey, are you any good with swords? You could be a mercenary! They make a lot of money."

Up went an eyebrow. He'd set a number of sizeable fires in the house kitchen trying to boil an egg, so the cook option was probably out. A bartender? Ichigo was only fifteen and barely legal. A mercenary... that was a thought. He definitely could handle swords, but he'd never thought of killing someone just for some cash. "Nah, I'll just... stick with this set, I think." Hopefully he wouldn't have to stick around for so long that he'd have to start cracking his brain trying to think of ways to make money.

"It's great," Sora said to the girl offhandedly. She seemed to be busy talking to the other boy in the store, anyway. He turned to his jacket which was laying on the floor, discarded by Donald.

There was no way he was putting it back on again. That would be...icky.

Sora looked around, wondering where the jackets were. Most of the things for boys were quite tacky, and he couldn't blame Donald for not wanting to wear the pair of pants Goofy had chosen. Sora shook his head and sighed.

"Maybe there's somewhere around here where I can get it washed," he said to himself. He picked up the jacket and, after looking around the store, grabbed a box of soap and headed towards the exit.

"Wait!" said Goofy. "Aren'tcha gonna pay for that?"

Sora stopped. It was true; he couldn't just take the items from the store. He glanced around for the owner, or anyone who worked there for that matter, but found nothing. Instead, he walked up to the counter and deposited some munny he still had.

"Let's hope that covers it," Donald said, and they proceeded to the exit. "Bye," Sora called to the others in the store as he left, although he was sure they wouldn't pay him any mind.

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Come get some clothes! [Closed/Complete]

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(He's spacing out 8DDD; wake him up!)

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Re: (dies Well hey, it worked!)

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To Sora or Ichigo

To Selphie (cute outfit!)

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Come get some clothes! [Closed/Complete]

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(He's spacing out 8DDD; wake him up!)

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Re: (*dies* Well hey, it worked!)

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To Sora or Ichigo

To Selphie (cute outfit!)

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Re: (dies Well hey, it worked!)