Oresama Change!

Chapter 1

stromspell

Disclaimer: Oresama Teacher isn't mine, yo.

The Morning She Realized "She" Was Now a He

One morning, Mafuyu Kurosaki wakes up from her bed to find herself completely changed from the girl she was the night before.

She wasn't a "girl" no more, it would seem. "She" has somehow underwent a gender change overnight, and now in front of her, was a horrified-looking dude she has never seen before.

She ran to retrieve her phone in the living room to contact her parents. She forgot that there were no balance left to make a call. She then ran to her rabbit pet. It gave no plausible solution as she later realized that rabbits don't talk. She smacked her own head in frustration and banged her head to the refrigerator door.

As the premise currently set, "he".

He then banged the door of his next-door neighbor, who happens to be his (sort of) childhood friend. Takaomi-kun opened with sour look on his face, clearly wouldn't mind if Mafuyu didn't disturb his last-minute-before-7 sleeping time.

When Takaomi saw who was it that caused a disturbance so early in the morning, he frowned at first and then glared. Morning was never his best time of the day, "If the nuclear energy wasn't leaked again, you better be prepared to taste the wrath of my fist, boy…"

Being the one in a distress, Mafuyu ignored Takaomi and for the life of him, grasped his neighbor's shoulders and began screaming, "Takaomi-kun! Help! I didn't know what happened, but I wake up with a boy's face instead of my usual cute girly self this morning! What should I do?"

…

Minutes later, after some frantic explanation from Mafuyu's part. Takaomi, arms crossed in front of his chest, was still looking rather pissed and skeptical.

"…so you're saying to me that you're the same dumb girl next door that has been my neighbor and mooching off of me for two years?"

"Hey! We were mooching each other, okay! And mind you, I am not 100% dumb! Waaa, why are you saying like I'm such an irritating nuisance to you, Takaomi-kun?" Mafuyu tearfully buried himself on to the table after he had finished explaining his condition to Takaomi.

Meanwhile, Takaomi silently observe the male youth that's sitting on his living room at the moment. His face was a bit round, but there's still that line of masculinity on it that only males usually have. His posture was rather small too, but he couldn't make sure whether the kid has some hidden muscles behind that baby blue pajamas. If like his suspicious explanation said that he was really Mafuyu, then…

"Yo, think fast."

Mafuyu blinked and the next thing he knew, the kotatsu was flying and a kick made it landed on his face as he was also thrown to his back. Just after he was getting rid of the kotatsu off of him, he found out that Takaomi's feet was flying toward his face at a fast rate.

Mafuyu's super hidden instinct instantly kicks in. He rolled to his right and narrowly missed the kick that would have hurt a lot if he got hit.

But Takaomi wasn't going to let him breathe a sigh of relief just yet. After some relentless one-sided attack on the still confused newly transgendered Mafuyu, the ambush seemed to have ceased as Takaomi stopped moving and silently stared down at him. Nevertheless, Mafuyu didn't drop the cushion pillow—in fear his neighbor decided to launch a sudden strike at him again.

"At the very least, you have the same reflexes and movement that she has." Takaomi commented after a while of staring. He dropped his offensive stance and only then did Mafuyu drop the shield he unconsciously has been using.

…

Let us began assessing the problematic situation we are dealing at the moment. Up to yesterday night, Mafuyu was still a cheerful—albeit not quite brilliant—long-haired cutey pie on the height of her teenage girl's day. She didn't hit her head nor did she consume any fishy looking foods and other beauty products of the like.

Then what was happening to her? Takaomi made Mafuyu checked all changes that may have occurred to his body. Mafuyu was devastated to find that his 34A breasts are now as flat as the tiles on Takaomi's apartment, and there was something bulging out on his…down there.

"Are you sure something like this has never occurred even once through your family's bloodline? What about something you recently do? Did you remember doing any bad deeds that manage to land you on this karmic situation?"

"My Papa and Mama came from ordinary families and I've never done any bad things." He paused. "Not that I know of…"

While consoling himself with a bag of potato chip given by Takaomi, they are continuing their "how could this happen" and "now that it's happened, what to do next" debate.

Even Mafuyu knew that at her current state, there's no way he could return to the live of her girl self. He would be super sad to part with all his lady friends on Ao High For Girls, especially when he hasn't make any friends during his short time as a first year. But many would protest if they suddenly have a guy sitting among them.

Especially that men-hater president of the Special Class Society, Nonoguchi.

So for the time being, Takaomi gave Mafuyu the first step out of this sudden insanity hole he had landed upon.

…

All the boys in gakuran uniform sent their respective glares at the now in the middle of the attention Mafuyu.

"Everyone, this is Natsuo Kurosaki. Due to his… health condition, he was forced to transfer here and from now on, he'll be an extra addition to this class. Alright, now I will leave you alone. You lot calm down and get back to whatever it was you're doing, so long as you're not too loud and be a bother to me."

Takaomi, the supposed teacher in charge, began walking toward the door, and Mafuyu—now Natsuo—began clinging to his arm as he sensed the last thread of his sanity will soon leave him.

"Takaomi-kun, you can't leave me here alone! What if I'm not convincing enough?" Natsuo whispered desperately as Takaomi was prying his arm off of the younger's grasp.

"Yo, we talked about this. You just need to stick with what we've planned before. See this as a chance to redo your starting point in high school. Like, being reborn into a new you… or something like that. But remember, most importantly: be a man and suck it up." Takaomi managed to released Natsuo's death grip off him and pushed him away. He gave a thumbs' up at Natsuo right before he slammed the door closed, but Natsuo felt like it was more of a mocking than an act of reassurance.

Then very slowly, he turned his head and saw 31 pair of eyes looking at him. In a not so friendly way either, as each and every one of them is the carrier of chromosome y and when they see the small and petite Natsuo, what they saw was a new shiny gooey plaything they can't wait to lay their hands on.

Being reborn into a different you… gulp. Okay then, here goes nothing!

The Morning He Realized "He" Was Now a She

"Holy mother of shi-! This cannot be happening!"

Outside of the building, pigeons fly from the outburst of Okegawa's disbelief and the earth's rotation screeched to a halt.

He couldn't stop panting and most important of all—he couldn't stop staring. Staring at the part where his…"thing" was supposed to be, down to the south region below his intestine. His sweat broke out in bullets as he saw how hollow it was…

Okegawa pulled up his boxer and then his trousers. He circled the bathroom three times before dashing out to the living room, where Hayasaka was still snoring away.

"Oi, Hayasaka! Dammit, wake up, you! It's a level 4 emergency!" he violently shook Hayasaka's limp body, but that guy still kept on snoring. Like some kind of beast in hibernate mode…

Still couldn't make progress, finally Okegawa brought out the ultimate gun. He plucked a feather from the duster that was lying around on his messy apartment, and tickled Hayasaka's feet with it.

In less that 10 seconds, the victim was wide awake and was laughing so hard he fell off the couch. He moaned and rubbed his head where the impact occurred, and steadily began to gain consciousness of the surrounding he was in, "Uuurggghh, what the hell…the sun hasn't even come up yet, why did yo—uoooooooogh!"

Hayasaka was horrified to find a scary-looking woman pinning him down over his fragile self, her long black hair flowing on either side of her face and the way she looked at him eerily resembles a vengeful ghost extracting her revenge on the poor victim on those horror movies. He tried to wriggle his way out, but the woman merely crawls closer to him and it's really freaking him out.

"W-w-what are you and why are you t-trying to attack me while I'm asleep?"

"Oi! Calm down! It's me, it's me, Okegawa! You need to calm down and stop resis—oww! Hayasaka! I said calm down! DAMMIT!"

SLAP! And with one direct hit, Hayasaka was out.

Approximately thirty minutes later. Hayasaka opened his eyes and found himself wrapped up in green blankets. He couldn't move. The woman from earlier was sitting opposite him, arms and legs crossed in a very un-lady like manner.

"Have you calmed down a bit?" she asked with a scowl.

"…" at first, Hayasaka was at lost to what he should say, "…where did you come from? Who are you, anyway? Are you Okegawa's… sister, or something?"

The woman in front of him heave out a long sigh and said in a deep irritated voice, "No, I am not."

"…girlfriend?" Hayasaka second guessed.

"No, I am Okegawa. Kyotaro Okegawa. The banchou of Midori High. I was male yesterday, so how come I suddenly transformed into…into this…!" the woman claiming to be Okegawa motioned her hand to herself, and then began to pull out her hair in—what else describe it best other than frustration?

"I woke up early this morning because my bladder couldn't hold on much longer and I needed to pee. And then I got to the bathroom and I was standing in front of the closet and all of that…then I realized something was wrong. It was definitely wrong. I thought it was just my sleepiness affecting what was happening…but then I looked down, and, and, it was gone. Nothing down there. NOTHING! And to top it, I also have breasts now! A wonderfully firm 36D boobs which in normal circumstance, I would gladly cherished, but not in a way where I own them. Not at all! So, so, so…so JUST WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE, I am completely, utterly, have no idea, AT ALL!"

There were more cursing and violent punching on an oblivious random cereal box, and all Hayasaka could do was stare in agape.

"Okay…" she was right. Something is definitely wrong around here.

…

Okay. Both parties have calmed down. Let's assess the situation over here…

Hayasaka was mostly with Banchou yesterday, since he got dragged into cutting the rest of that day's class with him and his loyal minion-whathisname-when they spot him on the arcade. Aside from that little brawl with stupid obnoxious fellows from Kiyama High and a few drinks, they didn't eat anything weird or do anything weird like stealing money from the shrine's offering box…not at all. Then he crashed at Banchou's place because he was too lazy to get home.

Then if Okegawa wasn't secretly born female, maybe the culprit to this strange occurrence was because of the doings of supernatural beings? Say…aliens maybe? Who wanted to experiment on earth's human specimen? Or some bored God playing tricks on Okegawa for his entertainment purposes?

"Either way, it's troublesome for me! I can't walk around wearing skirt! And I most definitely cannot go back to school looking like this! What would everyone says—the macho manly man Kyotaro Okegawa came back a girl! With real boobs and all those girly girly stuff—the horror! The embarrassment!"

"Okegawa-senpai…if you are really him, you are already beginning to complain a lot like a woman. Please relax…" at the word "woman", Okegawa was already fuming so much with rage she was ready to blow up. But for some reason, she didn't. Thank God for that, "Yes, for the time being, we have to calm down… relax. Do not panic…"

Hayasaka repeatedly breathe in and breathe out air, and he motioned Okegawa to do the same. They stayed like that for the next 7 minutes. "…then what? WHAT?" after a while of breathing in and breathing out, Okegawa impatiently broke the silence.

"…honestly, I really have no idea what to do… but remember we mustn't let panic consume us… remain calm…" she stared at him hard. Hayasaka sweatdropped.

To be continued…

AN: with this, I offer you my greetings! Holloa! This is my first Oresama Teacher fic... it's my recent manga hype and I couldn't help to try and make fanfiction about these hilarious characters! We see Mafuyu crossdressing as Natsuo on the manga, but I was wondering to myself how would her life goes if she really "turns" into Natsuo? And then I was browsing through wikipedia and noticed on Okegawa's description that he thought of Mafuyu as his "prince"... and boom, this whole thing was then conceived. XD I'm still rather new at this, so I'll try and see where this story would take me. Do tell what you think of this by clicking the review button! Thank you! *bows*