Rating: PG
Prompt: Someone from the kink meme requested a Reever sex change~

[Plot:]

The Black Order is still organizing itself after its move from the tower. The Science Department, with the help of some Exorcists, are doing the inventory of Komui's... inventions. Of course, nothing normal ever happens in the Science Department.

"Lavi, watch out for those books!"

The warning came too late. The slightest weight added on to the pile of books caused it to titter and slip, taking Lavi down with them. The box of empty or half-filled Komui's potions went flying out of his hands and straight to the door, crashing onto the poor unsuspecting soul that just showed itself to check on his team and friends.

"Reever!"

"Squad Leader!!"

"Oh my-- Reever!"

Several voices cried out at once to the victim of Komui's potions. Reever Wenhamm, Squad Leader of the First Division, was sprawled on the ground, eyes closed, sopping wet and covered in different colored liquids. Broken glass was everywhere around the poor Australian and the box sat innocently on his chest. Miranda, Allen and Linalee came to his side immediately, carefully avoiding the glass and potion.

"Reever, are you alright?" Miranda asked as the trio started to carefully move the glass shards off and away from the scientist. They received a groan as a response.

Reever's hair wasn't in that gravity-defying (or maybe it's just gel or wax or a something he batched himself) style; instead it was down and splayed, soaked in the variety of chemicals. Fortunately, the hair-tonic bottle wasn't part of the mix of solutions, so the strawberry-blonde hair stayed at its original length-- as did the goatie. He opened his eyes slowly, revealing the usual green-tinted, blue-gray eyes.

"Can you see?" A nod was given. The scientists and exorcists present gave a sigh of relief. Allen held his hand out for the adult to hold as Linalee made a move to remove the box from the Squad Leader's chest.

"Come on, Chief Reever," Allen prompted, "We should get you checked over to see if--" A surprised yelp that came from Linalee stopped him from finishing. She was staring, wide-eyed, at Reever's chest and he followed her gaze.

Reever, still lying down, watch as Allen's eyes widen incredibly and his mouth drop slightly. About to ask what was wrong, but a wolf whistle-- he was pretty certain it came from the Bookman Junior-- stopped him, followed by odd comments from his team.

"S-squad Leader..." Some shuffling feet.

"U-uhm..." More shuffling noises.

"..." An awkward silence that was interrupted by another unfinished sentence. "This is... uh..."

"S-stop staring, you guys!!"

Reever had enough. He lifted his head to follow their gaze. "Staring at wh-- WHAT THE HELL?!"

The men cringed at the feminine voice that came from the man with the goatie. A man with a goatie on the chin of a softly shaped face, who currently sports a feminine voice and breasts. Nice breasts. Good breasts.

The event of what is to be called, "The Moment", seemed to have halted and sprained a nerve in the current audience's brain.

"Ch-chief," Miranda stuttered, "Y-you're... You have..."

"You have some pretty decent boobs, Chief!" Lavi praised the man-turned-woman with a wide grin, appreciating the view. Reever continued to stare at the two big-- they were big to him-- lumps and moved his arm to poke at it. They felt soft and warm and squishy and damn it, he could feel the poke.

Tentatively, Reever made his--her?-- hand down to the pants. Everyone blushed at the move that was to determine the scientist's gender, and Komui's fate. There was a tense silence before Reever screeched at the top of her lungs.

"KOMUI!!!"

Considering the events, even Miranda wasn't sure if her Time-Out can protect the poor Supervisor's soul from a raging blonde Aussie.

Man, this one's old. I wrote this a really long time ago-- and I think my writing was better before than now.