So, first time posting up a story, go easy on me. A couple of notes before we get started.

Yes, as my name suggests, I am dyslexic. Basically means I do have difficultly with languages, like English, though English is my main language. So pardon me for not really writing so well, I try my best, so please help by advising and commentingI swore to write and complete this, and I will. No matter how long it takes. I already have the master plan done, just need to find time and will to write it out. On a side note, I thought the main idea of the story during O Levels. Funny how stress can make you develop such , just sit back and enjoy. I have tried to make this as realistic as possible, but ever human has flaws, so cannot be as accurate as I would like to be in the Touhou universe.

Wakeful morning

"Stop!"

"Oh! You're awake today I see. Well then, have fun standing in the sun." The black dressed magician smirked, turning to walk past the Meiling

"Wait no!" Meiling grabbed Marisa's shoulder and stepped in between her and the gateway, preventing her from further progress into the impending break in.

"What? I'm a young lady of literature, so to occupy my day in the great library of Gensokyo and satisfy my interests before absconding with a couple of the texts, would fill in today quite perfectly." Marisa fidgeted, rummaging through the fold of her dress. "And you can't stop me." Marisa's hand raised the spell card as she declared the intent.

"Star sign, Stardust reverie"

With a burst of rainbow light, Marisa's broom shot forwards, slamming into Meiling. Marisa deftly climbed on top of her broom, before kicking off the extra baggage that weighed the front of the broom.

"And in I go." Marisa lanced through the window, shattering the stained glass into thousands, sending an array of dazzling light flitting around as glass shards mingled with the trailing sea of stars. Those glass fragments did not bother Marisa, but the ever growing wall of knives did.

"Oh hell"Lying flat onto her broom, Marisa began weaving through gaps in the blades, swerving and narrowly avoiding impalement by the chief maid's deadly skill. Strangely, when viewed from the outside, the corridor was only wide enough for two to walk comfortably beside each other. However the corridor Marisa entered felt as big as courtyard, providing her ample space to remain in flight. Whilst she could prevent her body from taking any damage, her dress however, was not as lucky. Frays, cuts and gaping tears began appearing, and by the time she had reached the library's entrance, it was by some divine blessing that allowed her dress to continue to maintain her modesty.

" A rat keeps coming, on and on, constantly taunting an asthmatic cat. But what if the cat learns new tricks to catch the mouse?" A new voice echoed down the hall, originating from the library doors. Looking forwards, another magician was floating in a gap of the knives, this one an elementalist and donned in purple robes that were strangely similar to nightwear.

"Never thought she would become so serious. Hmm, wonder what new traps she set. But she's here, so maybe it is not traps but new spells? Psst, never mind, Master Spark takes care of every trap ever possible."Smirking, Marisa straightened up, standing up on her flying broom to better view her next opponent.

"Wood Sign Sylphae Horn" Patchouli declared, however, without the usual card holding up sign.

"Strange, why use this one? I mean, didn't I already crush this card during the Red Mist incident? Yup I sure did, so no reason to use unless it is a diversion, right?" Marisa thought. "And why ain't the razor leaves attacking me? I mean it should, right? ..."

Just then, a book levitated up to Marisa's side, flipping it pages to reveal the declared spellcard, already disintegrating.

"Oh!" Marisa found herself tumbling through the air as her broom was swept from under her in a swirl of spring leaves and storm winds attacking from the side, instead of the usual front.(1)

"Damn it, didn't know that she could cast without holding it." As Marisa rolled through the air, she frantically searched her dress for her desired spellcard, and one other item. "Well, enough time for a last counter attack, just for the the heck of it."

"Love sign, Master Spark"

Just then, the entire place burst in white light

White light filtered through the wooden frame windows of the Hakurei Shrine, illuminating the sleeping maiden's face, the bright light replicating the flash of Marisa's Master Spark.(2)

"Too bright, too bright." Rubbing her eyes, the young lady sat up. " Just a dream huh? Ended so abruptly too. Why always do good dreams never end. Strange, recently quite a few dreams as Marisa. Was living as Marisa that exciting?"

"Mmph" Reimu turned round to the small lump the the sheets of the futon, which shuffled slightly but didn't surface. A small smile rose to Reimu's lips as she began to recall the previous night events.

Marisa had previously arranged to go drinking while watching the lunar eclipse, and she even prepared a special new spell. Although most of her spells involve destruction of some kind, this particular one, designed to concentrate any liquid to increase its intensity whilst reducing its volume. This was going to be used on the sake, before drinking it, but an earlier test knocked Suika and Yuugi with one sip, so it was a potent brew not to be used lightly. Luckily it was locked away as soon as Reimu heard of it and the two spent the rest of the night drinking normal sake donated by an earlier visitor. The worst that happened was the nonsense that she blabbed as she got drunk.

Slightly surprised at the lack of a hangover, Reimu got up, leaving the lump to continue slumbering on. "Late morning"Reimu judged from the position of the sun. "Ah well, lets prepare breakfast"

Standing up, Reimu realized that she was not decked out in her usual shrine maiden outfit, nor her nightclothes but what seemed to be Marisa's dress, black and white. Regardless, Reimu straightened out her dress, preferring to start on breakfast rather than change back into her regular outfit, whilst wondering " Really what happened last night? If I were to guess, i would say I passed out after my seventh cup, Marisa carried me to bed and as a joke, swapped dresses with me. Hehe, wonder how she looks with detachable sleeves."Strangely, uninvited guests had a habit of turning up to the shrine when Reimu least expected it, therefore if she was to make do with Marisa's dress, she neatened it so it at least looked decent.

"Ok, time to start on breakfast" Starting to prepare the leftover rice and vegetable from last night's dinner, Reimu began reminiscing about recent events. Recently, the Hakurei shrine had alot of visitors coming in, requesting exorcisms and purification rituals. This had something to do with the high volume of evil spirits that emerged with the geyser, thus Reimu was made busier than ever, and alot more donation came in as a result. This allowed Reimu to fill her pantry for once, considering previously, the only visitors were the youki she had beaten previously. Orin had stayed awhile in fact, but soon had to return to her proper master Satori. Orin's stay however did bear some fruit as she did sneakily allow some of the evil spirits in her care to posses people, giving Reimu more business, donations and faith.

"Huh? Reimu?" Peeking out from behind the sheets, Marisa tried to control rational thought as she saw someone dressed in black leaving the room, but soon lost it, sending her back into slumber.

A while later, the smell of steamed rice and vegetables wafted into the room. Marisa got up, her stomach more in control as her entire being ached and every muscle mostly refused to obey simple instructions. It was a feeling of sea sickness as she climbed out of the futon, her head did not feel too good, constantly throbbing.

Crawling on all fours to the nearest wall, Marisa supported herself against the wall and slowly made her way to the kitchen, ever step aggravating the pain in her head.

There was something special about Reimu and Marisa that allowed them to remove all grudges almost as soon as any incident was solved. The most recent one, involved going underground to check why the evil spirits had came up, and they met the mind reader Satori, along with her pets Orin and Okuu. (3)

[SFX: Thud!] " Ah Reimu, what you cooking?... And why is my head hurting so much?"

"Strange, I know for a fact that Marisa didn't drink enough till drunk, so her hangover shouldn't be that bad." Reimu thought, picking up the heavy footsteps belonging to that of a recovering drunken person. " Wait a second, why I don't recognize that voice."

Reimu had very good memory for voices, considering that ever yokai she had fought always gave a fancy pep talk before any damaku began, and often came back to visit the shrine to chat and drink tea. As a result, Reimu could often tell just by the welcome who came and which tea they preferred, not that the shrine had alot of variety.

Just at that moment, a young girl fell into the room, but it wasn't Marisa. A girl, in red-white miko outfit, with black hair tied up with a big red ribbon.

"Who are you?" Reimu asked, as she pulled the girl up to her feet. "Thought only Marisa was here?"

"Why do you look like me?" the girl replied, unknowingly avoiding Reimu's question. Her eyes seemed unfocussed and body unstable as she leaned on the wall for support.

"Huh?" Drawing a knife to use as a mirror.(4) , Reimu saw the face of Marisa staring back at her. On the other side, Marisa saw the reflection of Reimu's body leaning against the wall.

"Reimu?"

"Marisa?"

Both came to the realization at the same time. They were in each others body.

Well, lets just say the birds were shook pretty badly from their roosting position by their scream.

notes:
1 if you ever had the carpet yanked from under you, combined with the free fall of sky diving, you would roughly know how Marisa feels right now.
2 Just wondering if you know what I mean when I say that dreams mimic reality? You know, when you dream of falling and you are on the floor, dream of a loud sound that wakes you up, or in Reimu's case, light in dream is real.
3 this story takes place roughly after the events of Subterranean Animalism, before Undefined Fantastic Object, so the paragraph is just an event marker to tell time
4 I do not recommend this at all, never do this in any situation, thank you.