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A few moments after the knock a black haired boy opened the door. He was wearing a japanese yukata, a robe worn around the house. It was a light brown with a young maple on the side. He blinked a bit as he looked around, there was no one there. Then he suddenly rememberd the guest he was expected and looked down. "Ah! Carl-san! How nice of you to come! Most of your outfits are ready now! Do come in!"

The fox stepped away from the door to allow the bird entry. Bijin and Kinnara's home was done up in japanese style which was actually pretty good for the bird. Everthing was very low to the floor. Over in a courner was a large table with lots of drawings all over it. Fabric lay all around. This was obviously his creaton corner. Bijin went to the table and picked up a small chest. He brought it over a clean table and set it down. "I've made all sorts of outfits for all occations. That way you always have something lovely to wear! Your wings made it a little hard but I managed to make all the shirts and jackets accomodate them without much discomfort."

"Thank you. Kin and I like to keep our heritage alive in our home. He is Chinese and I am Japanese. And it is no bother. I need the practice for when I open my store." He opened the chest and started laying out many outfits on the table. There were many shirts, pants, and jackets. There was a tank top and shorts for warm days of play and fun. There were winter clothes to keep the avian warm even in flight. There was also a tuxedo in his size, a few clubbing outfits if the avian wished for such entertainment, and last of all a full japanese kimono in blue and silver.

"Now young man, I expect a fashion show. Mostly so I know it all fits properly. I can also make anything I've missed so far." He pointed to a changing screen where Carl could try on his clothes.

Bijin waited impatiently for his little model. This was the hard part, waiting for them to put the clothes on. He hoped Carl liked them. When the avian had choosen the clubbing gear first Bijin had been surprised. He had only made them just incase, he didn't honestly expect the boy to wear it. But he waited for the bird to venture back out. His tail swished back and forth, his ears twitched softly.

When the boy stepped out in his new attire Bijin's eyes lit up with excitement. He looked perfect! Oh his long nights of drawing and planning had truly come to fruition. "Oh it fits perfectly Carl-san! I knew you had a good build under those shabby clothes! And that outfit really points it out." He clapped his hands, ever so excited his designs worked for the boy. "The others should fit wonderfully as well. I made you some you cold wear outside while playing. If you like I'll make more everyday clothes."

"Oh the gentleman caller has arrived! Careful I may faint from your manliness! But where are my roses?" Bijin chuckled as the bird stepped back out in the tuxedo. Ah how the shirt matched his lovely plumage and the gloves allowed for free movement of his claws. The fox moved to take the clubbing outfit and fold it properly back into the chest. He planned to help the bird bring his new clothes back to his home in this. The cut was perfect for him, even his wings did well in the sleeves. "The material wasn't hard to find, just getting the cut was. I wasn't sure how your feathers fit on your arm so I guessed."

Bijin just laughed as the little bird played the part. How he loved a model with a sense of humor. He waited again as Carl disappeared behind the screen to try on the everyday clothes he had made. Those always seemed to be the hardest to find as all stores seemed to try a "one size fits all" idea. It was horrid, especially for those with.....animalistic...tendancies. His face cracked into a bigger grin as Carl stepped out in the jeans and shirt. The jeans were actually a smaller version of one of Kinnara's pairs. He had liked the design and decided to make them for the bird.

"That looks nice as well. Excellent clothes for a trip to the mall or simply hanging out with your friends. I dare say Aeka-chan will be asking me for similar clothes when he sees you in them." He chuckled to himself. He was quite sure the coyote would be asking for more clothes as soon as Carl showed off his new dudes. After all the two seemed to be getting along well and friends tended to copy each other.

Bijin smiled and held out the Kimono. "Come on, lets get this on you. It's hard to do at first but I'll show you how it goes on." The kimono was beautiful. Blue and silver silk made for a lovely design of a crane taking flight over a beautiful valley. It came with a black obi, white socks, and black sandels. He showed the avian how to wrap the silk around his body then tie the obi in the proper male fashion.

Sitting back he smiled as the boy looked lovely. "Ah, my best work is always of my own culture." He went over to a bookshelf and pulled one out of legendary creatures. Opening it up he showed Carl all the legendary birds of his culture. "You see Carl, birds are very important in Japanese society. The Fenghuang represents Yin and Yang. Even the Tangu, though mischivous, are protective spirits of the moutains and forests." The pictures were wonderful to look at. There were also drawings of regular birds from the Bird of Paradice to the Crane.

Bijin smiled softly as the boy seemed a bit crestfallen as he thought of the bad things that his kind were capable of. He understood that feeling. Kitsunes rarely had happy endings in their stories. Either abandoned, left alone, or run off by angry villagers. He often wondered how his own story would end. Now in love with Kinnara, would he meet the end as most kitsunes do? He had yet to find his fable, the story he was birthed from. But he had a child to care for at the moment, a sad one at that. "Now now Carl-san. You must not think of the bad things. After all, my kind are not always so.....kind. In fact we have been known to be thieves and a curse upon a house."

Bijin returned the book to the case and went to the kitchen. He made some tea and biscuits then returned to the bird. The fox was very feminine in his attitude and the way he carried himself. He thought of his role as a mother to the younger ones. He felt they needed a good role model, even if it was a crossdressing male. "Now have some tea." He smiled. "And do not think of the bad. Otherwise it will consume your mind. That is what happened to dear Aeka-chan. He is learning to think of the good and put his past behind him."