TADA! A new story. I just saw a documentary on SBS and it gave me an idea. This is set in the future, not too super distant sci-fi, a reasonable future and I know only so much about the human anatomy and/or gender reconstruction. But in this story it is possible, So keep that in mind and enjoy! You know that Sailormoon and its characters do not belong to me, although, if I could claim it I would. Sadly, I can't so here we go!
In order to claim everything that is rightfully hers, due to her father's selfish and greedy relatives and business partners. Since she was but a baby, she had been trained to look and act like a man. Only her father and mother knows of her true identity. There have been some clauses in their will that has been manipulated by either their relatives or business partners. Although it pains them to force this sort of lifestyle on their child, it gives them a great sense of comfort to know that Haruka will have enough money to support herself in hundred's of lifetimes.
They were relieved, as the years go by, that the blonde girl they raised to be a boy was comfortable in her own skin. Enjoying it, actually. The freedom to be who she is. They haven't expected the good side to their deception, it was probably the best they did for their daughter.
When she turned 18, her parents were involved in a car crash. Both of them didn't make it. It wasn't even a day and her relatives started to gang up on her. Trying to fool her into surrendering her inheritance. What they didn't know is that Haruka's parents have prepared her for this and they were shun from the mansion.
Lawyers after lawyers came in within the next few weeks to finalise the will. Now everything that the Tenoh Corp. owns is hers. The whole Tenoh Fortune is hers and her net worth is now Billions of dollars.
It has been months since her parents passed. She was at her bestfriend's side. Crying and sobbing, but she know's she's in good hands. The smaller girl, a beautiful aqua-haired violinist, compassionate and sympathetic, gently rubbed her back. Suddenly she stopped crying, the world seems a little bit better. She smiled and embraced the girl. Her hands were gently grasped and the girl stood up,
"Come on, I'll take you out on a date." Haruka a bit shocked just nodded.
They sat in front of each other ready to order their late lunch. A petite waitress approached them, her eyes never leaving Haruka's form. Which made Haruka's date a little uneasy.
"Ready to order?" The annoying waitress ignored the other girl Haruka was with.
Michiru stood up from where she sat and sat right next to Haruka, causing the waitress to frown. To add insult to injury, Michiru rested her chin on Haruka's shoulder. Haruka's eyes widened at Michiru's sudden possessive actions.
"I... uh, just a ceasar salad and a cappuccino please."
"Same." Michiru stated.
The waitress just wrote it down and scurried out of the scene.
"Jealous much?" Haruka laughed. Michiru frowned.
"Maybe." This time she crossed her arms in front of her chest. Haruka was shocked, Michiru has never been this transparent. Usually she's calm, composed and collected. So Haruka wrapped her in a loose embrace, her arms covering Michiru's shoulders.
"Better?" The blonde asked.
"No." Michiru flatly stated. "This is better." She kissed Haruka right smack in the lips. The blonde could only blush.
This was all fine and dandy but there is one problem - Michiru is straight and she thinks Haruka is a man. The rouse has been far to convincing with all the preparations and guidelines her late parents have set for her.
The confession.
They have been steadily dating for three months now. They have never been so in love, so satisfied. They were the envy of all the students in school.
Haruka invited Michiru to the mansion. Gently guiding her to the bedroom. The younger girl's heartbeat was racing, thinking it was time to take their relationship a step further. Boy, was she ever wrong.
"Michiru, I have something to tell you... But, I don't know how you're gonna take it. But, honesty and trust are important in a relationship but I- I don't... I'm hoping I won't lose you." The blonde almost choked the last statement.
Michiru cupped the blonde's cheeks. She knew Haruka has fear in her eyes. She couldn't tell what would possess a person in Haruka's stature to be this insecure.
"You can never lose me, even if you tried Ruka." She smiled reassuringly at the blonde. Haruka just sighed. 'I hope you mean it.' The blonde thought to herself. She backed away from Michiru, gesturing to Michiru that she needs to take a seat. The smaller girl simply obliged.
"My parent's trusted all the wrong people. They told me to be like this, so everything they worked hard for, should anything happen still belongs to me. Its important to keep my identity from everyone. But not you-" She looked at Michiru for reassurance, a bit scared but happy to see that there was still a burning in those blue eyes that show nothing but love.
"-I want to be completely honest with you... I... I'm a woman."
Haruka lifted her head to see the shocked looked on Michiru's face. She turned pale all of a sudden. Haruka kept unbuttoning her shirt, revealing her chest bound by bandages. Michiru's hands rose to cover her mouth, and then there, green eyes saw it from Michiru's previously loving blue eyes - Hate, fear and disgust.
Michiru stood up from where she was seated in disbelief. It was like a daze. 'This can't be true. This can't be true.' She thought to herself. She looked at Haruka's real self again and her fists clenched.
"You deceived me!" She yelled.
"I- I never meant to!" Haruka motioned to embrace Michiru but was flatly rejected.
"Stay away from me you freak!" This statement, made Haruka freeze in place.
"I- I'm sorry. I thought you loved me enough to understand-" Haruka gulped. The pain making its way to her chest.
"I am nothing like you! I'm normal! Jesus Christ! I fell in love with you!" Michiru now started crying.
"I needed to be like this for my Father! I never chose this!" The blonde interjected. Looking for any sort of hope to rekindle what they had just a few minutes ago, before the revelation.
"I can't! I don't want to do this! I was raised properly!" The smaller girl kept yelling at her, all this time, all she wanted was another hug. But instead, she was avoided like a plague as Michiru stormed out of the mansion and her life.
Campus life has been a bit hard. She was afraid Michiru would tell but instead, rumor says that Haruka cheated on Michiru. She managed to live out her life until she graduated. No contact from Michiru. She was avoided like a virus. No acknowledgement whatsoever.
They graduated and all of them went their own merry way. She was now officially in charge of Tenoh Corp. She sighed. The only person there for her when she graduated was her butler Ishio - proud like a father.
She is in no mood for celebrating outside so she just went home.
"Congratulations!" Confetti and champagne was before her when she entered her mansion. Her three best friend's, The Kou's, greeted her. She smiled. They were the only semblance of a family she has.
After all the celebration. She retreated in her room. Pondering...
"I need to be a man." She stated to no one in particular. She know's where to go.
She hastily made her was to the "basement" and saw that her friend's were busy concocting the next new wonder of the pharmacy world.
"What are you guys doing?" She asked confused at the pill the other man was inspecting.
"Another useless invention." The red haired man replied. She went to him to understand some more, after all, she was funding all these equipments and inventions.
"What is it?" She asked.
"This is the pill that changes the flavour of semen. Vanilla Custard, Chocolate - name it. We can alter it." He stated as if its something that is normally used in a casual conversation. Haruka coughed.
"WHY?" She whined in disbelief.
"Sales." Finally, it hit her like a truck. No matter how inane the invention is, it is going to be a best seller.
"So, what brings you here bro?" The black haired man, retreated from the intricate machinery, closing the glass panels surrounding the equipment.
"I need you to completely turn me into a man." She boldly stated.
There was a clanging sound as all three men was caught in a surprise. There mouths open. Trying to form words but nothing came to mind.
"Come on. If there's anyone who could do it, you guys can!" She was so sure of there talents, she knows this is possible.
"B-but, Haruka, its a whole different operation... its not like you can just turn into a man! You have to adjust to it!" Yaten, flipped his silver hair, still bewildered by the sudden demands coming from the blonde.
"Look, Seiya, Yaten, Taiki - I have to do this. To keep this, to keep you all working the way you want to work!" She defended her stance.
Seiya sighed. Yaten and Taiki looked at each other, having full understanding of why the blonde would insist of the transformation.
"Do you want a fully-functioning penis?" Haruka blushed. Taiki has always been void of emotion and tact. Just plain scientific facts. Thats all he is all about. Haruka slowly nodded. Seiya and Yaten just laughed.
"This is going to be a long year." Seiya said, patting Haruka's shoulders. Haruka just smirked.
"We will start with your chest. It is easy to sculpt the mammary into male pectorals. Then we will give you the penis-" Before Taiki could finish his sentence Haruka cut him off.
"Stop calling it that, call it man-parts." Haruka whined. Seiya and Yaten continue snickering at the background.
"I am not a 12 year old girl, Ruka, but as you wish. Once we've reconstructed your chest area, we will proceed with your man-parts." He emphasised the last part which made the whole room erupt in laughter. But apparently, Taiki wasn't done yet. "Do you want me to infuse the flavouring system with the seminal emissions?" Again laughter ensued.
It has been two years since his transformation. The scars have now healed, he looked at himself in the mirror. His 6 foot tall frame was really manly. His gaze trailed to his man-parts chuckling at the size of it. He is so lucky to have a scientists for best friends. He descended to the living room, wearing an Armani suit, he raised his arms and twirled in presentation as all three of his friends clapped.
"HUNKY!" Seiya yelled as the others just laughed.
"Are you happy about the size of your man-parts?" Taiki asked. Haruka just laughed.
"Over-done it a bit, didn't you? How BIG am I?" The blonde asked.
"10 inches." The room fell quiet a bit before everyone started laughing.
"Its technically a sword." Yaten couldn't help but laugh at his own joke, Haruka still shocked from the news of his enormous package.
"Stop it! Time to celebrate bros!" Haruka stated. "We'll hit the club tonight!"
"Oh yeah!" Seiya raised his fist in victory.
"I am gonna bang some bitches tonight!" Yaten added to the excitement. Taiki only shrugged.
"I have no interest in coitus. I would rather find a nice girl to pick my brain." The valiant red-haired man stated.
"I would rather have a girl suck my dick!" Seiya jested and pointed a finger at Yaten.
"I would rather have girl fuck my brains out!" Yaten yelled back to continue the cycle and pointed at Haruka. Haruka shocked at the sudden passing of the torch, tried to say anything remotely similar and as crass as the previous statement.
"I would rather have a girl... let me... uhm... fuck her in the ass?" It was slow but Yaten and Seiya looked at each other before both yelling:
"YEAH! AHOO! AHOO! AHOO!" The three of them simply acted like testosterone infused cave-men.
"I am surrounded idiots!" Taiki stated to himself his palm meeting his face as he shook his head.
Michiru is now a famous violinist. She was just waiting for her private jet to arrive. Boredom suddenly hit her when she found out that the pilot was running a bit late. She could only sigh, she grabbed a magazine, idly flicking the pages. She saw herself on page 4, she got more praises and compliments. She smiled at herself contented at the level adoration she gets from her fans. She flicked a few more pages and on page 14 - what she saw surprised her.
"HARUKA?"
It was an ad for Calvin Klein, Haruka was just wearing a white brief with the CK insignia. Her gaze trailed the form. From the blonde hair, green piercing eyes, patrician nose, perfectly structured jaw, a broad and strong shoulders, pectoral muscles, abs - but more so an 8 pack, muscle cuts below the pelvic bone, long muscular legs and a rather confusingly big package!
'How on earth-' Her train of thought was interrupted. Claudia Everest, a blonde super model, sat next to her. Peaking at the ad Michiru was looking at. A small smile crept on her face.
"Mmmm... that Tenoh-kun is hung like a horse." The model giggled to herself, her mind wandering.
"D-do you know he- uhm- him?" Michiru asked.
"Yeah, I slept with him. The stamina of that young man is out of this world." Michiru blushed at the statement.
"Oh sorry if I'm embarassing a woman of your stature. He's dreamy noh?" Claudia asked Michiru. To which Michiru only nodded.
"Unfortunately, he's not into commitment. But I was happy with what I got, still makes my skin tingle." The blonde model embraced herself as if longing for Haruka's embrace.
Michiru still can't believe the drastic transformation that Haruka went through. She felt guilty about how her relationship the blonde ended. She could have been at least more understanding. She could have ended it on a good note.
'What happened to you, Haruka?' That was the last thing she thought before she was escorted to her private jet on her way to Japan.
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CRAAAAZY right? Don't hate me. Reviews will do. I jumped from scene to scene because I really want the next chapters to be how Haruka lives with his man-parts. Ha! Review are much appreciated! ;)