"Is everyone ready?" Xing Han asked as he reached to open the door. He turned around to check up on them and his hands were frozen on the doorknob at the vision in front of him.

There stood an ethereal beauty - in the sexiest outfit he had ever seen in his 14 years of life [A/N: Pity Xing Han. He hasn't been out much]. Despite the amount of cleavage and legs that could be seen, 'she' did not look slutty or cheap. In fact, there was a rather regal aura, which screamed 'classy' to anyone who was lucky enough to see it.

Beside her, was another angelic being. With such wide-eyed innocence and face, the plain clothes that were worn could not hide the soft, delicate features and the sense of 'fantasy' that seemed to surround 'her'.

If the adult was a Queen, this one was a Princess. Both had that aura that could not be duplicated.

"I'm so lucky!" Xing Han exclaimed suddenly, spreading his arms wide open towards 'Kylie' and 'her' little sister, "I have the most gorgeous girlfriend and adorable little sister! I can just pinch your cheeks!"

He trotted over to Little Kyle, fully intending to do that when Little Kyle kicked his shin.

"OUCH!" Xing Han said with an aggrieved face and turned towards Kyle, saying with a quivering voice, "Your sister hates me."

Kyle looked down at Little Kyle who now looked at him nervously, and gave a thumbs-up, "Good job, Kyle! Never let anyone do anything to you that you don't like."

"Even though Big Bro is your best friend?" he asked tentatively.

Kyle nodded, saying, "Yes, of course. Anyone, even me."

Kyle could imagine what Little Kyle must have been through growing up. With such delicate features, it meant that people would do all sorts of things because he was just 'too cute' or 'too pretty' and so forth. Adults really had no sense of boundaries when it came to kids.

That, and Kyle didn't want Little Kyle to think adults can do anything. He was worried about sexual harassment and hoped that Little Kyle had not been subjected to that. As for Xing Han ...

Kyle looked over to his best friend, who was pouting and looking all aggrieved at him for not taking his side. Seeing that, Kyle pursed his lips, tilted his head slightly to one side, and began a slow smile from one side of his face only.

Truth be told, Kyle found cross dressing surprisingly fun.

As Kylie, he had never been beautiful. He was, at the best, just 'average' and 'homely'. Sexy, beautiful or gorgeous were adjectives that would never be associated with Kylie. Nerd, bookish and boring were more often used.

Now, however, despite being a guy, he knew he looked damn good. So good in fact, that he was likely to make heads spin and mouth drool. Just thinking about it made Kyle feel ... like he wanted to milk this to the fullest.

And Xing Han was the perfect scapegoat. After all, with how pure Xing Han was, there was no fear of him 'turning' or something. More likely than not, he would rise to the occasion and give as good as he got. After all, Xing Han had always been very mischievous.

At that moment, Xing Han was busy rubbing his sore shin and grumbling about being bullied when he felt someone looking at him. Looking up, he saw that it was Kyle ... and suddenly, Xing Han's mind went blank.

Just what the heck was Kyle doing?! And why was the mere act of him just standing there, with that stupid smile, make him feel like he was the prey? What was with that look in Kyle's eyes anyway??

When their eyes locked, Xing Han watched as Kyle take a step and slowly walked over to him, his hips swaying. Xing Han blinked and rubbed his eyes. That was Kyle. Kyle damnit KYLE. When he opened his eyes again, he gulped, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down noticeably.

Kyle was already so close to his face.

Once Kyle reached Xing Han, he stopped and leaned forward a bit. He put his finger on Xing Han's chest and made circles around it. He bit his lower lip while his eyelashes hid his eyes as he seemed to focus on Xing Han's chest.

"Xing Haaaan," Kyle said softly, dragging the last syllable out while pouting. Xing Han shuddered.

Girls have this 'cutesy' voice whenever they wanted to get something but it had always sounded fake to Xing Han's ears. With Kyle, however, it sounded so ... like a part of him wanted to just get up and do whatever request that came out of that sweet mouth.

Kyle took one step forward, leaning on Xing Han as he played with Xing Han's collar, crushing those fake boobs on his chest, "It doesn't matter if my sister doesn't like you. As long as I do."

Kyle smiled, kissed Xing Han's nose and then went to the side, walking past Xing Han. Kyle reached back and held out his hand to Little Kyle, saying, "Let's go, dearie."

Little Kyle looked at Big Bro Xing Han that just stood there, shaking his head while slapping himself, muttering, "It's Kyle. KYLE KYLE KYLE."

Little Kyle quickly ran over and took Kyle's hand, as they both walked out the door.

Xing Han's turned to watch them leave, his eyes narrowing.

'So Kyle wants to play, huh?' Xing Han thought to himself, 'That's what he's doing, huh? Well, he's not the only one that can act.'

Xing Han patted his chest. After all, he's supposed to be the boyfriend, right? And he has such a naughty girlfriend.

Rubbing his hands gleefully as he thought of the things he could do, he started laughing (almost evilly - as evil as Xing Han can possibly give) as he quickly ran to catch up with the pair of 'sisters'.