Disclaimer: As much as I would like to have them, they're not mine...

Meet My Lady Hisoka
By: dreameaterishungry

"For the last time, Tsuzuki, we will not go to the pastry shop!" Hisoka exclaimed, trying to keep his anger under control, "not only have we just eaten breakfast, but it's only 7 in the morning, the shop is still closed!"

"Awww, come on, 'Soka!" Tsuzuki begged with his puppy dog eyes, "please...you don't even know for sure if they're still closed. Who knows, maybe they're open for 24 hours"

Hisoka sighed. "Fine!" he snapped, "have it your way!"

Tsuzuki's face brightened. "Yay!" he exclaimed as he dragged Hisoka all the way to the shop.

To Tsuzuki's disappointment, the shop was still closed when they got there. "See, I told you," Hisoka said triumphantly. Tsuzuki pouted.

"Oh alright," he said glumly. As he was about to walk away, Hisoka suddenly saw Tsuzuki grin widely.

"Uh-oh..." Hisoka said, his emerald eyes going wide, "this isn't a good sign..."

Apparently, Hisoka was right because Tsuzuki had dragged Hisoka to another pastry shop...in the other side of town.

"Hisoka, slow down" Tsuzuki panted, tired from their long run, around Nagasaki and now, to JuuOuChou, "what's the hurry?"

Hisoka stopped abruptly and spun around. "WHAT'S THE HURRY?!" Hisoka exclaimed, "WHAT'S THE HURRY IS WE'RE LATE BECAUSE YOU DRAGGED ME TO 15 DIFFERENT PASTRY SHOPS ALL OVER NAGASAKI AND YOU'RE ASKING ME WHAT'S THE HURRY?!" Hisoka stopped, trying to catch his breath.

Tsuzuki merely sweat dropped at his partner's sudden outburst. "So?" Tsuzuki replied coolly.

"Argh!" Hisoka grunted, rolling his eyes. Ignoring his partner's calmness, Hisoka continued running towards JuuOuChou, cursing his partner's huge and uncontrollable craving for sweets.

When they finally, arrived at JuuOuChou, Tsuzuki was hungry (again) and Hisoka's limbs were about to give way.

"Hisoka, Tsuzuki, nice of you to join us," Tatsumi greeted them sarcastically.

"Gomen, Tatsumi," Hisoka managed to say in between pants. "We really didn't mean to be late but..." Hisoka's voice trailed off. He gave Tsuzuki an icy cold glare before continuing. "But Tsuzuki here insisted on going to the pastry shop this morning and it just so happens that his certain favorite one was closed so he insisted on bringing me all over Nagasaki just to buy a donut."

Tatsumi chuckled. This wasn't unusual to him. After all, Tsuzuki WAS once his partner.

"Please Tatsumi, "Hisoka pleaded mimicking Tsuzuki's infamous puppy dog eyes, "it wasn't my fault, please don't report us to the Chief...

Tatsumi sighed. After all, this was the first time Kurosaki-cahn was late. I guess it wouldn't hurt. "Fine. I'll overlook this, just this once," he said, "but you have to do double paperwork as penance, understood?"

Tsuzuki groaned. More than anything in the world, he hated doing paperwork. "Aww, Tatsumi," he groaned pleadingly, "do we have to?"

"Either that or be Watari's test subjects for two weeks," Tatsumi replied, pushing his eyeglasses further up the bridge of his nose.

Tsuzuki and Hisoka's eyes suddenly went wide. More than paperwork, BOTH Hisoka and Tsuzuki hated being Watari's guinea pigs, especially for two weeks.

"We rather do the paperwork instead Tatsumi," Tsuzuki replied quickly, shuddering at the thought of being Watari's next victim.

"'Soka," Tsuzuki called, noticing that his partner was not anymore beside him, rather halfway across the hall, "where you going?"

"Coffee," Hisoka simply replied without turning back.

As Hisoka sat down and placed his mug on the table, he was greeted by a rather depressed Watari carrying a white mug, much similar to his own.

"Hey Watari," Hisoka greeted, "what's wrong?" Though Hisoka was not really the type to butt in people's business, he didn't want seeing anyone of his co-workers sad as his empathy would pick this up and make him miserable too.

"Nothing really," Watari replied gloomily, "it's just that my sex- changing potion didn't work, again?!"

Hisoka sweat dropped. "Isn't that supposed to be good?" he thought, but he pushed these thoughts to the back of his mind.

"Ahhh, I see," Hisoka replied. Finding no more to words to say, Hisoka stood up and walked away to fetch some cream and sugar.

Watari was still wallowing in his gloom, when his eyes fell upon Hisoka's mug. "Ooooh, coffee," he exclaimed. He placed his own mug down, snatched the other mug and proceeded to drink it. Much to his satisfaction, the coffee seemed to drown all his gloom away. He stood up and headed back to his lab.

Hisoka came back, shrugging off the fact that Watari had left. "Ahhh, finally, my well deserved coffee..." he thought.

He opened the sachets and poured its contents in his "coffee". He stirred it and brought it up to his lips. As he was emptying it, Watari had suddenly burst in. "No Hisoka, don't!" he cried. Suddenly, a bright light had filled the room. Watari shielded his eyes with his arms at the sudden brightness.

When the luminous light had finally dimmed, Watari brought his raised arms down and gaped at the sight he saw.

"Oh, hi Watari!" Hisoka greeted. Suddenly, he clamped his hand over his mouth. That wasn't just him, wasn't it? That high-pitched voice he just heard, didn't belong to him, right? Hisoka looked down at his chest and gasped at the sight he saw...he has breasts!

Finally, finding his voice, Watari spoke up. "Did I just see what I thought I saw?" he whispered, "did I just see you turn into a...woman?"

T.B.C.