DISCLAIMER: I do not own Konjiki no Gash Bell or any themes involved.
The Wishmaker Project
Chapter 1
Problem! Bodies Switched!?
The sound of an alarm woke Kiyomaro from his sleep at six thirty Sunday morning. He turned away from the sound in bed, covering his head with the pillow. It was way too early to be awake on a Sunday, and since Gash was complaining all night about not getting his wish granted, he didn't get much sleep to begin with.
"Kiyomaro, turn it off!" He heard his own voice complain. Kiyomaro's eyes snapped open. Who was that? He sat up quickly in bed, reaching for the spell book, only to find that he was sleeping on the floor, on Gash's futon.
"Kiyomaro!" His own voice repeated.
"Gash?" He asked, only to hear Gash's voice come from his own mouth. Now, both of them sat up and looked at each other.
"Kiyomaro… you're…" Gash began
"Me…" Kiyomaro finished. They screamed with shock, the alarm still ringing. A bird flew from the windowsill, cawing, almost as if laughing.
Moments later, there was a knock on the door. "Kiyomaro, Gash?" Kiyomaro's mother asked. She entered the room shortly after and looked at the two, standing on their beds and staring at each other as if complete strangers. "For heaven's sake, Kiyomaro, turn off that alarm! It's six thirty in the morning!"
Kiyomaro, (In Gash's body), reached for the alarm and turned it off quickly. "Thank you, Gash." Hana said with a smile. She looked at Gash (Who to her looked like Kiyomaro), with a sudden serious expression. "Now, what's the meaning of this, Kiyomaro?"
Gash looked at her, confused. "I─"
"He thought he saw someone outside the window, Mother," Kiyomaro covered quickly, desperately hoping he sounded like Gash.
"On the second floor…?" Hana asked skeptically.
"It looked like a person, but in reality, it was an enormous bird!" Gash said dramatically, stretching his arm to emphasize an impossible size. Kiyomaro put his head in his hands with embarrassment. It was cute to do something like that when you were a child, but at the age of fifteen? It just wasn't right.
"Uh-huh," Hana muttered. "Well, since you're up, you can help me make breakfast,"
At this, Gash froze. Him? Cook? Sure, he was in Kiyomaro's body, but he couldn't cook if his life depended on it! The first time he had tried, he managed to cut his finger, and since then, hadn't picked up a knife. He glanced at Kiyomaro for a brief moment, who had a similar look on his face. "I can't?" Gash tried.
"And why not?" Hana demanded, placing her hands on her hips. Her expression softened moments later and she yawned. "Never mind. Just get dressed; breakfast will be ready soon,"
"Alright, thanks," Kiyomaro said. As soon as his mother left, he jumped onto his own bed and grabbed the red spell book from the nightstand. It was a lot heavier then usual; but considering his size, it was to be expected. He dropped it on the bed and sat before it. Gash sat down as well, sighing deeply.
"What's going on, Kiyomaro?" He asked. Kiyomaro looked at him momentarily. It would be strange to hear Gash talk to him in that tone of voice, and even stranger yet to hear himself speaking in Gash's.
"I don't know," Kiyomaro stated. He opened the spell book and looked through the pages. "No good, I can't read it,"
"Maybe…" Gash began, looking out the window. "Maybe that wish Tio and I made came true! Unu, Kiyomaro! What if─"
"It's not!" Kiyomaro said quickly. "And don't say that irritating 'unu'. I never say something like that!"
"Well, someone's grouchy," Gash said, taking the spell book.
"Hey, what are you doing?!" Kiyomaro demanded, standing on the bed. Even though Gash was sitting, he had to look up to stare at his eyes. How irritating! He thought to himself.
"Well…" Gash began, opening the book. "If the wish really did come true, and we traded places, then maybe that means I can read the book," He skimmed through the pages, searching for a legible one. "After all, I am Kiyomaro now, right?"
"No!" Kiyomaro snarled. "You're Gash! I'm Kiyomaro! Nothing's going to change that!"
"Unu, Kiyomaro! I can read it!" Gash announced. Kiyomaro had to jump to hit his head, and Gash clutched the spot with tears in his eyes. "What'd you do that for?!"
"I told you not to say that!" Kiyomaro said. He pinched the bridge of his nose in annoyance. "Look, Gash. If this is really happening, then we need to find a way to reverse it,"
"But why?" Gash asked. "This is fun. I like being Kiyomaro!"
"Because if you can read the book, that means you're the book owner!" Kiyomaro explained. "And if you're the book owner that makes me the Demon. Do you understand?"
Gash looked at him blankly. He may have my body, but he's still so ignorant. Kiyomaro thought to himself. "It means that if that book burns, Gash, I'll be sent to your world instead!"
At this, Gash's expression became serious. He looked at the red book and held it out to Kiyomaro. "Then I just won't read from the book," Gash decided. "Until we find a way to reverse it, I'll leave it to you,"
Kiyomaro looked at Gash for a moment before taking the spell book. Where was he going to put something like this? He thought for a brief moment before jumping off the bed and going to his closet.
It was annoying how difficult it was to get the sliding door open. When he at last managed to do that, he looked on the shelves for a small backpack. He found it on the third shelf, and reached for it. The strap lay just out of his grasp.
"Need some help?" Gash asked.
"No," Kiyomaro snapped without even looking at him. He put his foot onto the second shelf and lifted himself up enough to grab the backpack. With an accomplished smile, he took hold of the strap. He didn't take into account that there were most likely several other objects on top of it, and when he pulled the backpack, blankets and clothes fell on top of him.
He fell back with surprise, hitting the floor hard. The first thing he heard was Gash laughing at him.
"And what's so funny?!" He demanded, turning to face him. He pointed an accusing finger at Gash, who didn't respond. "Well?"
Gash shook his head and stood, walking toward Kiyomaro. "Am I really that small?"
"No, you're a seven year old child and you're the size of a giant." Kiyomaro responded sarcastically as he searched for the book. "Of course you're this small!" Finding the red book at last, he put it in the backpack and heaved it onto his back.
"You don't have to be so mean, Kiyomaro," Gash said, frowning. Kiyomaro looked up at him briefly before pacing back and forth.
"Ok, Gash, first thing's first, you can't call me Kiyomaro," He said.
"But that's your name," Gash argued.
"Obviously, but think about it. I'm in your body; nobody knows that I'm me and that you're you, and that we became each other,"
He looked up at the confused boy and crossed his arms in annoyance. "Alright, just pretend you're me. I'll have to go to school with you so you don't screw up, so─"
"No," Gash declared, suddenly being more adult like. "You can't come to school with me tomorrow, Gash,"
Kiyomaro blinked, impressed. "Perfect," He declared. "I think we can do this; I know your personality pretty well by now, so I should have it covered on your end."
After about a half hour of discussion, the sound of the doorbell ringing frantically filled their ears upstairs, and the two boys looked at each other. Kiyomaro glanced at the clock, which now read seven-ten.
They quickly went to his door, Kiyomaro practically jogging and Gash taking several long strides. "Unu, it's easier to move when I'm this tall!" Gash declared excitedly.
"Stop saying that!" Kiyomaro whispered as he reached for the doorknob. He opened the door and the two listened as the front door was opened.
"Megumi, Tio! Please, come in, is everything alright?"
"Yes, Ma'am, everything's fine," Tio's voice declared. "We need to talk to Kiyomaro and Gash; it's important,"
"They're right upstairs in the room. Go on up," Hana said, smiling. "Breakfast is almost ready, I'll make extra,"
"Thank you," Tio said. Moments later, Gash and Kiyomaro heard rapid footsteps running up the stairs. They backed away from the door as Tio and Megumi pushed it open harshly before practically slamming it shut behind them. Megumi rushed to Kiyomaro, kneeling beside him.
"Gash, it's so strange!" Megumi declared. "Remember that wish we made yesterday? Well, I woke up, and I was Megumi!"
"Kiyomaro, I got switched with Tio!" Tio said to Gash, looking up at him. Gash and Kiyomaro looked at each other, surprised.
"We, uh… have the same problem, Megumi," Kiyomaro said. Megumi looked at Kiyomaro with surprise.
"K-Kiyomaro? Is that you?" Tio-Megumi asked. Kiyomaro nodded. So Tio and Megumi were switched too. The two girls looked at each other briefly, surprised. "You…"
Kiyomaro nodded and motioned for them to sit. The two girls did so, Tio and Gash sitting on the bed while he and Megumi stood.
"Ok, let's take a few minutes to figure this out." Kiyomaro began, pacing. Megumi stood, leaning against the desk with her arms crossed, and her head scarcely reached the top drawer. "So, Tio's Megumi, Megumi's Tio, Gash is me, and I'm Gash," He said. He looked to the others, who nodded briefly. "Now, the next thing is to figure out how this happened."
"We already know that," Tio declared. Megumi and Kiyomaro looked at her, and Gash, who seemed to understand as well, continued.
"That wish that Tio and I made, it came true,"
"I told you to stop saying that, It's not possible," Kiyomaro said shortly after.
Megumi suddenly stood straight. "Not possible? Kiyomaro, we walk around with children who have bizarre powers and you think that a wish isn't possible?"
"Well, what do you think it is?" Kiyomaro asked. Megumi remained silent, her cheeks red.
"Guys, breakfast is ready," Hana called from downstairs. Kiyomaro looked at Gash, who called back down quickly.
"Be right there!"
"Just act like each other, and no one will know, got it?" Kiyomaro declared.
"Got it," The other three answered.
A/N: Alright, I realized during the writing of this chapter how confusing this may be. I will refer to characters by their actual names, but just to keep thing simple:
Megumi: Tio's body.
Tio: Megumi's body.
Gash: Kiyomaro's body
Kiyomaro: Gash's body.
Just imagine them as such, and it should be alright. Seeing as this is an attempted comedy, I don't plan on making too much fighting, but you all know me, so it may change! (Actually, it'll most likely change). You know what, scratch that; I'll try not to make too much fighting, so, readers can feel free to give me chapter ideas. I'll write what you want to see, ladies and gentlemen! (So long as it's appropriate…)
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