AN: Sorry for the late update. Hope u enjoy this chapter.

Thanks to my beta 12hinata 123!

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Byakuya was in heaven. His sleep was wonderful. For some reason his usually stiff body felt light and flexible. He didn't want to wake up but he had no choice. His standing in Soul Society always required him awake early in the morning no matter what. His report that he had been working on was due today; as well as other duties that he had to attend to. He liked how his days were always planned out. He never liked spending time at the manor, it was so quiet. Especially when there was no Hisana to return to. He missed her so much. He immediately sat on his bed and regarded his surroundings. He quirked an eyebrow. Where was he? What was going on? This was not his lavishly large expensive looking room. He was immediately revolted.

The room that he was in was beyond hideous. Clothes were all over the wooden floor, cartons of milk were thrown carelessly towards the corner of the room, piles of magazines were stacked on the headboard besides him. He cringed in disgust. The conditions of this room were appalling. Byakuya was a clean freak so being in such a disgusting room, he immediately blocked his nose. He was scared he would catch a disease. What was going on? He knew for a fact that he returned to the Kuchiki manor. He recalled last night. After returning home he went to visit Hisana, staring at her beautiful picture until his eyes refused to stay open any longer. He said his last prayer to his beautiful wife, his sweet angel then went straight to bed. He was exhausted and that was all because of Yoruichi. That was the last time that he would fall for Yoruichi's silly tricks. That woman was a nutcase. She needed help, some serious therapy. However he couldn't help but smile for some reason. Thoughts of her naked body plagued his mind. He immediately felt guilty and tried to banish those thoughts away. That woman was shameless, yet she held a high standing in Soul Society and she was the representation of one of the great noble clans of Sereitei. She was a princess for crying out loud. Yet she walked around naked as if she didn't have a single care in this world. Hey, it was not like he was complaining, her body was awesome. How she managed to stay so fit yet eat like a pig always made him wonder. She was so hot, no wonder she shamelessly sauntered around showing her assets.

He raised his hand to push his ebony locks out his of face. Wait, what?! He looked at his hands thoroughly studying them. His eyes immediately widened in complete horror. Why were his hands brown!? He gulped hard. Was he sun burned? He was in the office the whole day yesterday finishing his work. The only time he went out was when he went back to the manor for lunch. His heart rapidly began to beat against his chest. Stay calm Byakuya, stay calm Byakuya, stay calm Byakuya.

Something was not right, he could feel it. What was going on? He immediately put his hand to his chest in attempt to calm himself. His hand came into contact with something soft and pliable. He looked down towards his chest and his eyes were immediately wide as saucers. BREASTS? BREASTS! WHY WERE THERE BREASTS ON HIS CHEST!? If Byakuya wasn't the manly man that he was, he would have squealed so loud that the whole of Sereitei and the land of the living would have heard him. His blood pressure shot up. However he could not deny it, they were some really nice breasts.. Wait what? He was losing focus, he immediately jumped out of bed. Everything about this place was unfamiliar and unnerving. He was so worked up right now he felt like he could not even walk straight. He stumbled to th window, careful not to step on the trash that lay littered on the floor. When he finally reached the window that's when he finally saw his reflection. He wanted to shoot himself.

" YORUICHI….." He could not believe it but that's what he was. What he saw when he looked at his own reflection. He saw her. HE SAW THE DEMON CAT!

Was this a horror movie or was this some kind of sick practical joke? He continued to stare incredulously at his own reflection. He swallowed hard. He was still in denial. Maybe this was a bad dream? He had alot of nightmares when he was young, maybe if he pinched himself he would wake up from this horrible nightmare. He pinched himself, took a deep breath and opened his eyes again to look at himself. Sadly what he saw did not change. It was definitely Yoruichi. HE WAS YORUICHI! He cursed under his breath. He wanted to cry, get down on his knees and cry like a baby. What did he do to deserve this? He believed that he was a good man. Though most would call him as cold as ice he didn't care. His apathy was needed if he wanted to sustain the image of the Kuchikis. He needed to think fast and gain his composure. He looked at himself and realised that not only was he in Yoruichi's body but her very naked body to. He took a chance to scan himself but decided against it. He was so deep in thought Byakuya did not hear the door open. He was so lost in his own troubled world he was unaware of a certain perverted shop keeper that stood joyfully leaving a tray of delicious breakfast on the bed. He had taken his time to make it. 15 breakfast eggs, 20 sausages and huge pieces of bacon, three baskets of chips and 60 cupcakes were neatly placed on the huge tray which he had left on Yoruichi's bed. This woman had one hell of an appetite but that's what he loved about her.

Kisuke was taken aback. He was surprised to see his friend up at this hour. He wanted to surprise her. He was worried, why was Yoruichi studying her own reflection in the window?

"Morning Yoru-san." He said sweetly. Kisuke smiled eyeing that hot naked body of hers. Yes he had seen it a lot of times but that didn't mean he didn't want to do naughty things to it. Thank goodness he had self control with his friend.

Byakuya immediately froze. Oh no, not him. He thought. He looked at the shopkeeper.

" Urahara Kisuke…" He looked at him, completely unstable. His voice, his deep manly voice was so feminine Byakuya was disgusted with himself.

Kisuke quirked an eyebrow, at the unusual greeting but he shrugged it off.

"Made you breakfast today my kitty, I hope you like it. I was not sure what you would like so I decided to make everything in the kitchen for ya? It was made with love so I hope you enjoy it." He winked at her/him. Byakuya ignored him, he was still terrified. He didn't know what he hated more, the fact he had curves or this perv. staring at his new feminine body. He was disgusted even more.

" Come on, my little kitty you know you want to eat." He said sweetly as he reached for Byakuya's butt and spanked it hard. Byakuya's fury immediately sprang through out his entire body .

" Don't you dare touch me you damned imbecile!" He grabbed the tray that Kisuke had put on the bed and threw it into Kisuke's perverted face. In a single flash step Byakuya was gone, he needed to get out of here, and get back to Soul Society.

Kisuke wiped his face completely surprised. He had always spanked her. She seemed okay with it. "I see someone has woken up on the wrong side of the bed." He murmured to himself as wiped the food off his face.

Byakuya was desperate. If he was her, that could mean…

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"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" She screamed out so loud the windows in every room of the Kuchiki manor broke to pieces which lay scattered on the floor. It sounded more like a lion roaring due to the fact that her new voice was overly deep and manly.

She had been staring at herself in the mirror in a strange yet lavishly decorated bathroom. She identified the Kuchiki crest and immediately knew where she was. She knew that sign from anywhere. She literally couldn't breathe; she felt as if she was suffocating , as if someone was choking her to death. This had to be a dream, it was not real. She began slapping herself on her cheeks in a failed attempt to wake herself up. Her pale skin reddening due to the force that she was applying. Though it hurt it didn't stop her.

" I am not Kuchiki Byakuya, I am not Kuchiki Byakuya, I am not Kuchiki Byakuya. " She chanted to herself as if performing some ritual to get her back to being her normal self, to being a goddess again.

"I AM KUCHIKI BYAKUYA." She whispered defeated. She was not in denial. Everything seemed fine at first. Her sleep was wonderful; she had not noticed anything until she went to the bathroom. She comfortably sat on the toilet ready to take a leak and that's when she saw it. This huge elongated member between her pale legs. Was that a…. ?It couldn't be. She had a dick, blood immediately shot into vessels as she collapsed. It was after several minutes that she was back up on her feet. Yes she had loved the male anatomy but not when it was hanging right between her legs. She had been in front of the mirror for hours now. She had broad shoulders, a tight chest, a six pack. Everything about her oozed out testosterone.

" Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck." She kept cursing out loudly.

"Nii-sama.." Yoruichi heard Rukia call politely as she knocked on the door. "Nii-sama is everything okay?"

Yoruichi kept quiet hoping that the girl would eventually go away.

"Nii-Sama are you okay?" She asked again this time opening the door, Yoruichi quickly spoke before she entered.

" Ahhh… don't come in little one. Your big brother is fine sweetheart. "

Sweetheart? Did her brother call her sweetheart? That was a first. Rukia decided not to push the matter further, the last thing she needed was a pissed off Byakuya. A pissed off Byakuya was bad and that said a lot because she couldn't stand the normal stoic Byakuya. Rukia shrugged her shoulders and left. She needed to tell the attendants to clean up the broken glass from the windows.

Yoruichi continued to stare at herself. Her ebony locks fell to her face.

"It seems that you are aware of our current predicament." A sultry voice echoed through the room, a voice that sounded like her own. Byakuya entered through a broken window of the Kuchiki manor. Why were the windows broken? Yoruichi turned around, she was filled with shock as she saw her body which Byakuya now inhabited. Her mouth fell to the floor.

" Byakuya…" She said in complete shock.

" Who do you think it is?" He asked annoyed. They both took time to look at each other. It was truly strange, staring at yourself without the use of a mirror.

"Do you know what happened?" Yoruichi questioned him in her deep voice .That's when it hit her. The events of last night immediately rushed through her brain. Her slithery voice filled her head. It has only started.

" OLD LADY SAKURA…" They both said in union.

" That old haggard slut." Yoruichi screeched angrily. It sounded more like a growl due to the fact that her voice was so deep. " The crone cursed us!" While Yoruichi was going through an intense outburst a visible vein plopped on Byakuya's head. He was clearly annoyed.

" This is all your fault."

" My fault!?" She looked down at him

" Yes, your fault. All I ever wanted to do was finish my work, have a normal day but you had to come and ruin it. Are you that obsessed with me that you can't leave me alone?

She scoffed. " Obsessed with you? Please Byakuya don't be so full of yourself."

"I am merely stating facts. I would not be surprised if you had planned this with that old lady. " Yoruichi was appalled.

"What are you trying to say? That I planned this, that I wanted to be you? You think I wanted this?! You think that I wanted to be a man?! You think that I wanted to have balls!?" She immediately grabbed her groin emphasizing her point. Byakuya looked at her wide eyed. He grabbed her hand and stopped her from touching that restricted area.

"Stop doing that to my body." He sighed. He really did not know what to do. Life was truly harsh. He knew he was being unreasonable but he was frustrated. However there was no point in fighting.

"Listen I apologize for my outburst. If we're going to figure this out than we need to work together.

"Apology accepted." She said as she folded her arms. Her mouth which was bent into a frown quickly turned into a smirk. Byakuya studied himself, that's how he looked smiling? He decided that scowls suited him better.

" My, my, my. Who would have known that little Byakuya has such a big…"

" Yoruichi." He looked at her dangerously.

" You have such a big room." She corrected herself " Wow its so lovely." She chuckled.

He looked up at her unconvinced.

"Fine that was out of line."

Byakuya rubbed his temple.

She quickly became serious. Her temper was quickly raising. Old lady Sakura needed to die!

" I say we pay that old lady a visit and teach her a lesson. We force her to change us back."

" Nothing will be achieved if we do that Yoruichi. Even if we go there, the woman clearly hates us and will not listen to reason."

"That's why we beat the living day lights out of her." Yoruichi put her fists together.

" It wont work Yoruichi." He went to sit on his huge bed devastated. He put his head in his hands. He was finished. The Kuchikis were finished. How was he supposed to continue being the head of his clan in this DEMON CAT'S BODY? Even if he told his elders about the events that occurred who would believe him? They would think that he was crazy. He rubbed his temples. He would not let this woman trample on the pride of the Kuchikis. He would have to keep a leash on the woman. He looked up at her, he hated that smirk on her face, his face to be precise.

"Don't worry Byakuya. Everything will be fine." She told him, though she doubted herself. He looked so sad she wanted to make him feel needed to find a solution soon. She needed her body back. She couldn't stand carrying this heavy package between her legs. How did men do it? How did he do it? This was unreasonable. This was indeed a nightmare.

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