Disclaimer: All Guilty Gear characters are mine … not!
Chapter 1
Guilty Gear Hostel
Room 17
Sol opened his eyes and looked at the Hello Kitty clock on the bedside table. 9 o'clock. He closed his eyes again.
Another long and tired night…
Tired, but satisfying.
A smile came to the lips as Sol tried to go back to sleep. Millia was damn good in bed…
Suddenly, loud music came through the speaker near the ceiling and the voice said cheerfully,
"Bonjour everyone! It's 9 o'clock and it's time to wake up with a smile!"
Sol cursed. "Darn boy scout, shut up!"
He then frowned. His voice sounded weird. Maybe because it was due to lack of sleep…
Behind him, he heard Millia shifted under the covers.
"Huh? What is it…."
Her voice sounded low and rough, as if she had screamed herself hoarse.
That's strange. She didn't scream last night…
"Go back to sleep. Just the stupid boy scout." said Sol and muttered, "Damn voice, I need a wash up…"
He got out of Millia's bed and headed to the bathroom. He reached out to open the door and he found that his hand had gone smaller and his fingers were long and delicate, like a woman's.
"I really need a wash-up." muttered Sol and closed the door behind him.
Quickly, he turned on the tap and washed his face. His fingers reached his forehead and to his horror, his "Rock You" headband was gone. All he felt was a smooth area above his eyes.
"What the… where's my headband?" he exclaimed in a high-pitched voice.
Cursing at his sissy-like voice, Sol looked up at the mirror.
Straightaway, he went pale at what he saw in the mirror. Placing his hands on the sink, he leaned forward and looked at the reflection.
"What the f…"
"Sol?" asked Millia outside the door. Her voice remained deep and quiet. "Are you all right in there?"
Immediately, Sol turned and opened the door.
"Do you think I'm all right?" he asked in his girlish-voice. "I don't even look all right!"
Millia stared at him for a long while before she screamed.
Axl and Johnny were walking up the stairs, talking and laughing when they saw Millia coming out of Sol's room, a bunch of clothes in her hands. Her hair was tied back to a ponytail, leaving some strands over her eyes.
"Ah… Millia!" called Axl.
Millia continued to walk.
"Oi, Millia!" called Johnny. "Millia!"
Finally, Millia stopped and looked down.
"Oh yeah..."
Slowly, she turned and looked at the two. "Nanda?" she asked quietly.
Taking aback slightly at her tone, Axl was still before he pointed at the clothes. "Aren't these Sol's clothing? I know you are Danna's girlfriend and all, but did you ask him before taking his clothes?"
Millia remained silent.
"Or did he ask you to take it on his behalf…"
"Axl, I don't think Sol will ask anyone to take his clothes, not even Millia." said Johnny.
"That's right," said Millia unkindly. "Now go away."
"Now Millia, that's not very nice…" started Johnny.
Millia frowned at Johnny and said, "I'm not in a good mood today, so if you are not asking for a fight, get lost."
"I still think you should return them…" muttered Axl.
Millia rolled her eyes at Axl. "Mind your own business."
"Hey, I'm trying to helpful here!" said Axl in protest.
"I don't need anything from you." snapped Millia. "And I don't think you could help my real problem…"
The door of Room 17 opened and Sol looked out at the commotion. His long hair was down, leaving it to be free around his shoulders. As it was extremely long, the end was left trailing behind him on the floor.
"Ah, danna!" called Axl at the sight of Sol. "Did you ask Millia to take your clothes?"
But Sol didn't seem to listen. Gasping at the sight of Millia, he ran out, saying loudly, "Didn't I tell you to stay in my room?"
"Hah?" asked Johnny and Axl.
Millia turned and looked at Sol. "I don't want you to walk around in a dress."
Putting his hands on his hips, Sol said in annoyance, "Excuse me, I do have trousers."
Millia looked at Sol from head to toe and said, "Are you sure they fit? Surely you know how big my body is, especially since last night."
Sol didn't respond, but his cheeks had gone pink.
"Um…" he said, shifting in embarrassment.
"Here, take these." said Millia, throwing the clothes onto Sol. "And give me all the trousers you have…"
"Something is not here." said Axl.
"Sol is blushing? Now that's freaky." said Johnny.
"Um, danna?" asked Axl.
Straightaway, Sol and Millia turned. "What?"
Then, Sol slapped Millia on the arm. "I'm the one who is supposed to respond!"
"Can it, Millia." said Millia as she scratched her head lazily. "It's out in the open."
"… It is?" asked Sol, blinking. "Oh."
"So you are…" started Johnny, pointing at Sol.
"Millia." said Sol, smiling nervously. His fingers clasped together in front of him.
"And you…" said Johnny, pointing at Millia.
Millia dug her ear and then folded her arms. "Sol, got it?"
"Sol, stop that, it's disgusting!" said Sol in annoyance.
Millia snorted.
"You two are joking, right?" asked Axl.
"Do I joke?" asked Millia flatly.
Sol looked at Axl and groaned. "See? He won't believe us, Sol. I told you, nobody will believe us!"
With that, he stomped his feet in frustration, like a woman. Millia just looked extremely bored.
Johnny and Axl looked at each other and…
"AARRRGGGHHH!!"
Room 10
Ky looked at the two in front of him as he sat on his chair. Millia was sitting with her legs apart on the couch across him, her arms folded. Sol was sitting in a more lady-like way. His legs were closed together and his hands were placed neatly on his lap.
If he hadn't seen this for himself, he wouldn't believe Johnny and Axl when they told him about the "disaster of the century".
"Um, tea?"
Millia made a face. "Not for me, boy scout."
Sol smiled and said, "Yes, thank you."
(Ky sweatdropped)
"Err, d'accord…" said Ky slowly as he got up.
"2 cubes of sugar will be fine, thank you." said Sol politely.
Sol's polite tone sent a shiver over Ky's body as he prepared tea. That was really scary.
As he was busy, Sol turned and whacked Millia on the leg. "Sit properly, Sol! That's my body you are using!"
"Geh," said Millia. "And that's my body you are using, don't sit like that, you are ruining my reputation."
"But I want to sit like that."
"And I want to sit like this. Can we just go, Millia? Sitting in boy scout's room makes me ill. Look at all those bibles and crosses!"
"Sol!"
Ky turned and placed a cup of tea in front of Sol. Millia had her legs together and looked annoyed.
"Thank you." said Sol and picked up the cup.
That was the first time Ky had ever heard Sol saying 'thank you' for so many times.
But it wasn't really Sol who was talking, it was Millia. But it was Sol's body… okay, that was confusing.
"So, um, how did this happen?"
"No idea." said Millia. "Last night we were doing it together in bed and then…"
"W-wait, you were doing what?" interrupted Ky, slightly confused.
"It, boy scout," said Millia impatiently. "It."
"It... That 'it'?" exclaimed Ky. "Mon dieu! You two are not even married! Your sin is beyond the grace of God!"
"God? I don't have anything to do with him, so shut up and listen, boy scout." snapped Millia. "And this morning, we found ourselves like this. We tried to change back, you know, maybe it's the sex last night, but it's hard, because we…"
Ky covered his ears. "Okay, I get the point!"
Millia smirked.
"Anyway, we can't change back." said Sol helplessly. "I'm stuck in Sol's body and Sol is stuck in mine. Any idea how are we going to change back?"
Ky looked at Sol. "… I don't know." he said finally. "Maybe you can wait for a day or two…"
"I can't wait, boy scout!" said Millia in protest. "I need to go and hunt a bounty later!"
"And I have to work today!" said Sol. "I need to hunt too."
Ky looked at Sol. "You work?"
"Well, I can't sit around and do nothing forever. At least the main thing about bounty hunting is capturing, not killing."
"Wait until you change back then." said Ky.
"I just received info about his whereabouts and you want me to wait?" asked Millia. "You know how much they are paying me for this bounty, boy scout? 50 million dollars!"
"Then what?" asked Ky. "Go in Millia's body? You can't let the people outside to see you and Millia like this."
Millia blinked and raised her eyebrow. "I can't go like this… but Millia can. And I can go and do Millia's work in her place."
Sol went pale and shifted away. "Oh no, I don't want to…"
Millia grabbed Sol and said, "You have to. Otherwise the people won't pay."
"… That means I have to use your sword?"
"Yes."
"Your sword seems dangerous." said Sol uncertainly.
"Not if you know how to use it." said Millia and got up. "I'm going to get it."
"But, Sol, I don't want!" exclaimed Sol, but Millia had already left.
He turned to Ky and frowned in annoyance. "One thing I don't like about Sol is that he likes to decide things without asking me."
Looking at the body of Sol Badguy in front him, Ky smiled nervously and said, "You know what? It's weird for you to say that right now."
Sol shrugged, then he leaned back on the couch and twirled a strand of hair with his finger.
(Ky sweatdropped)
