"Guin yet again, you need to answer the ones that you know. Yes, its a boys camp." Art said shaking his head. Shes so silly .

"Because, its gonna be so much fun Guinny! You + me = rule breaking fun and mayhem sweets. I can always count on you for a good time." Art grinned. Guin always made things more fun for him.

"I'm sorry Gwen, I didn't know." Art said honestly sorry.
He didn't mean to make her sad , just to rile her. He knew that was a senstive subject.

"Does that mean that you can't hack it as a guy and those acting lessons went to waste Guin? Tsk ,tsk for shame." Art said playfully.

"So you just brought me here for your own damn enjoyment!?! I WAS GOING TO AMERICA AND YOU STOPPED ME FOR THIS?" Gwen shouted, she was so mad she nearly pushed him backward over the small hill that lead down into camp. "Ugh! I can't believe you!" Gwen said, punching the Art with force. "You absolute prat!!" She added, even more furious because of Art's playful demeanor.

"I... It's fine, but what's not fine, is the situation we're in," Guinivere replied, gently touching her hand to her forehead in frustration, trying to reason with Art was like trying to teach a cat to roll over, you could try all you liked, but the cat was just going to do as it pleased regardless of how much fish you offered it.

"Who says my acting lessons are going to waste?" Gwen sharply asked, though her voice was less angry and more challenging now, Gwen had been taking acting classes for five years and was sincerely considering it for a career. so Art's next words struck a nerve or two.

Elan noticed after some time that no one came up to check on him and he didn't feel anything particularly broken. He raised himself to his elbows and looked around. It looked like a campground, kind of one of those summer camp thingies.

He rolled to his left to propel himself to his feet and as he stood to his full 5'8" height, he brushed the twigs and leave fragments from his garments and cleaned himself up a bit as he continued to look around.

"Ugh.....Solar Plexus." Art grunted as she punched him, but then laughed. Guin you're too much fun. You don't even know.

"For your enjoyment as well Guin, not just mine. You know that you love camping and you get to check out the crop for this year undisturbed. You should be thanking me. I'm not a prat." Art giggled.



"It is more than fine its fun" Art replied grinning.

"If you can't pull of being a guy and actually convincing other guys of it. You aren't much of an actress." Art teased.

"I highly doubt I would get much enjoyment out of parading about in boy's clothing," Gwen dryly replied, crossing her long, pale arms across her chest, she had calmed down quite a bit after punching her stepbrother and she was actually listening to what Art was saying rather then just glaring at him. Gwen rolled her eye's as Art mentioned that "it is more then fine, it's fun, only he could act that cheesy and still be annoying.

"Of course, I could pull it off... It's not hard pretending to be a teenage boy, I mean.. If you can pass for a guy, then I sure as bloody hell can," Gwen said, flipping back her long black hair with a quick flick of the head. The young girl, although having been mistakenly thought for a boy in her early years, had blossomed gorgeously into a young lady. Indeed, Guinivere was quite pretty when properly dressed and was already turning heads at the age of fourteen.

Blake noticed the look of disgust on Helena's features and smirked. "Psst, you don't like tents?" He asked with a nudge and wink.

With hands on hip, Blake looked around curiously, wondering where to get the tents from. Ahan! The shed. Dragging his cousin all the way over to the shed, he muttered, "Looks like we have to do it on our own, you ready?" He asked coming out of the shed and dumping the tent along with its contents on the ground.

However, Blake had to cock his eyebrow when a hyper boy approached them & introduced himself as Lavi. Strange name. "Uh..hi. I'm Blake." He replied as politely as possible then nudged Helena to do the same. "Can you help us set up our tent, Lavi?"

Helena ignored Blake's whispered comment, though it made her grimace. 'Course I'm ready - I was born to camp! Helena said enthusiastically with a wide grin, hoping this was the proper reaction. I'm Henry, she added to the extremely hyper boy cautiously - she didn't think she'd ever meet anyone more hyper than Blake.

"You so would frankenfurter." Art teased. "Besides, you love camping annnnnd you get a sneak peek of who the crop is this ear, from behind enemy lines. All the girls would be sooooooooo jealous." Art grinned.

"I don't think that you could. No way, never mind. Go home there is no way that you could convince an entire camp of men into thinking that." Art said aloofly. "You have been wasting your lessons."

"Excuse you Guin? I am a very sought after guy. My last girlfriend was seventeen. Not that you would know what thats like though." Art smirked.

"I do love camping, and boys... But that doesn't mean I'm staying," Gwen said, a light smirk on her milky white complexion, Gwen was not going to be dragged into staying at an all boys camp for a full summer, she liked men, but she didn't think she liked them enough to risk getting into trouble.

"You know what, Arthur? You're on," Gwen finally said, flipping her long back hair and glaring angrily at the Japanese boy before her, Art knew Gwen couldn't say no to a challange and though Gwen knew she was falling into a trap, she decided to just end the argument and just accept the damn offer already.

Art grinned madly like a Cheshire cat. He knew that Guin would accept if he teased and challenged her enough. She could be so much fun with just a little push. Ok, alot of pushing and prodding and teasing; but still, fun none the less. "I knew you would accept Guinny!" he said all pleased with himself.

"Ok , here is some more masculine attire. The jeans will fit you , they are too short for me. I could care less what you do to them, but I love the T-shirt. Please don't wreck it." he said handing her a pair of faded jeans and a loose-fitting black T-shirt with the album cover for Yellow Submarine.

He turned his back to her so that she could change in peace. "So, what shall I be calling you Frankenfurter? er............'Sir'?" he sniggered.
This is so much fun. Ah Guin, you never let me down. He put his hands in the pockets of his favorite leather jacket and closed his eyes. Inhaling the sweet scent of the trees, a faint touch of Honeysuckle intermingling. The dappled sunlight shone through the trees, giving everything a soft , almost ethereal lighting. Art loved being in the forest. It was not as much of a punishment as he expected, the 'absolutely no girls' part sucked , but actually being there was very nice.

"Hmm, bout Gerard or something like that Guin?" Art suggested aloofly.

Gwen shook her head at Art's enthusiasm, the boy was incorrigible, Gwen hadn't known him for two or three years and the first thing she'd learned about him was that he never, ever gave up on an idea once it got into his head. "Yes, yes... You won, hurray for you!!" Gwen sarcastically said, re-tying her ponytail and winding it around and around until it had been formed into a tight bun.

"Do you have a hat?" Gwen asked, fastening the bun together with some bobby pins and shaking her head to make sure it would stay. Gwen, satisfied with her hair, took the clothes from Art and started to undress, but stopped suddenly. "Art? How am I going to hide my chest?" Gwen asked, genuinely worried, although not very busty, she was certainly considered flat, and it was possible she'd show.

Well, that would be appropriate," Gwen replied, laughing lightly at his name suggestions, sighing as a light summer breeze swept past her, gently lifting the bottom of her ruined dress, Guinivere gently moistened her pink lips, which reminded her that she was still wearing her make-up. Reaching into her purse, Gwen brought out a wash cloth. "Aquamenti!" Gwen commanded, wetting the cloth and using it to wipe off her war paint. "I like Gerard, but.... I don't know... I don't feel like a Gerard, what about.... Cale? I rather like that," Gwen added, making sure to get off her mascara.

"Aww, don't be so much of a spoil sport Guin." Art smiled. He really did love winning, but then doesn't every one? Watching her put her hair in a bun he frowned. "That is really not the best style for a guy." he murmmered staring it . No guy ever wore their hair in a bun honestly. In olden times you would see top-knots, but never buns.

"A hat? Um, yeah just a sec." he said and started riffling through his bag. He found what he was looking for. He had one hat, his current favorite. It was a black baseball cap with the logo for his favortie team on it. The Hanshin Tigers from Osaka, his home town."Here you are." he said handing it to her."Don't wreck it, that is my favorite hat right now." he added.

"I hate to tell you this, you really don't have anything to hide." he said in mock concern. Then he began rifflling through his bag again. He found some duct tape and grinned."Here, use this. Tape em." he smiled.

"Well yes Sir, manlady." Art grinned at her. He watched as she wiped away her makeup . "I would hope that you didn't feel like any of them." he teased. "Cale isn't too bad I suppose." he nodded.

"I realize that Arthur, that's why I'm asking for a cap," Guinivere flatly replied, securely placing the hat on her head and playing with the idea of turning it sideways, did boys do that? Was that still considered cool? She had never really though much of the fad, but she'd known a few boys who were constantly dressing like that. "Hmm... This feels alirght," Gwen quietly said to herself.

Gwen resisted the urge to roll her eye's as Art rudely pointed out her flat chest, but gratefully took the tape and began the uncomfortable process of tapeing herself down. Gwen quietly snickered at Art's next words. but gave attempted to give him no indication of her amusement.

"Ha, yeah... " Gwen replied, stretching herself out and getting use to the feeling of duct tape on her chest, Gwen pulled the t-shirt back down and tapped her step-brother on the shoulder.
"What do you think?" Gwen asked, putting out her arms and looking down at herself, critically. Her face was still as delicate and pretty as ever, but the slighly baggy shirt and jeans helped her appear ambigious enough to pass for specimen of the opposite gender.

Art simply sighed as she called him Arthur, he didn't really like to be called by his full first name. She knew it though, which is part of why she did it. He watched as she played with his hat and turned it sideways. He found it a bit odd, though still intriguing. "Whatever floats your boat , or finds your lost remote." he said with a shrug.


He grinned as she rolled her eyes and he turned to let her tape down. He snickered as he heard her snicker, he couldn't help it. It was just funny okay?

When she tapped him on the shoulder he turned about to face her. She asked how she looked and put her arms out to examine herself and be examined. She looked just ambiguous enough to go either way. Her face was still pretty and feminine even without makeup....there was no way he was telling her that though. "You look like you are a gender bender, but you can pass for a guy ,Annie Lennox." he said with a laugh. "I will give you back up of course too, should you need it." he added with a nod.

"Okay time to go back to camp." he grinned.-----------------------------------------------


Next day----------------------------


Art woke up in his tent feeling refreshed, mountain was really nice to smell again. He stepped out of the tent wearing nothing but his jeans and gave a stretch. He loooked around and breathed in deeply with a smile. Maybe it wasn't so bad.....it would be alot better with girls though. He wondered where the boys he had met yesterday had went and how many others were there. So he decided to wander about for a bit and see who else shared his summer torture.