Modified dynamite: Chapter Two
To avoid confusion, my author's notes (the owner of the account) will be in bold and my friend's will be in italics. In this story Bianchi and Gokudera live in the same house. And Gokudera is still referred to as a guy. Enjoy! :)
Me: Sadly I do not own khr if I did I would make this fan fiction real
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Even Gokudera's scream was now feminine: like some idiot in a horror movie.
His skin was fair and looked so delicate, he was afraid it might break.
His boxers lay loosely around his hips and his tank was filled to the brim, new breasts threatening to pop out.
Gokudera would have been happy to have a girlfriend with a rocking body like his but Gokudera didn't want a 'rocking body' of his own! He could no longer take his shirt off on a hot summer day like his friends did. Or walk around half naked in his boxers. Hell, he couldn't even wear boxers now! Also he would have to wear skirts, lipstick, frilly dresses, and every girly thing that made him gag, to fit in.
Yet there was one thing that was far worse than wearing girly stuff or having boobs. How would the Juudaime view the new Gokudera? Would he laugh at him and tell him that he was no longer fit to be a guardian? Would he treat him like he would treat Kyoko, Chrome, Haru or any other woman?
Gokudera had worked hard to maintain his current position as the Storm guardian; the tenth's most trusted person, his right hand man. No matter what obstacles Gokudera Hayato would cross (in this case a surprise sex change) he would not fail the Juudaime.
Gokudera had appointed himself with his first mission as a female; "borrow" clothes from Bianchi's room. Luckily it was a Saturday and there was a good chance Bianchi was still sleeping. He took in a deep breath and entered his victim's room.
Bianchi's room was fairly normal for a seventeen year old girl. She had a twin sized bed that was all pink, a vanity, and a dresser that had pictures of her family and friends on it.
Bianchi lay underneath the pile of pink; luckily her face was buried into her pillow.
Gokudera looked twice to make sure Bianchi was really asleep before shuffling through her dresser drawers.
He grabbed a loose tank with a scorpion insignia and a pair of bell bottom jeans.
Gokudera opened her underwear drawer blushing madly; all of her underwear was black and lacey with not a lot of fabric, same went for her bras.
He gathered up his courage and with a shaking hand began to reach for one. But his attempt failed when Bianchi stirred from the covers with a groan.
"What are you doing Haya-?"
She set her eyes upon her little brother and let out a small gasp. She proceeded to cover herself with a blanket.
"Aneki, it's me Hayato. You're not gonna believe me, but I swear it's me. I can prove it!"
Bianchi was cautious of the new Gokudera but listened to what he had to say.
"Take the covers off your face."
Bianchi followed Gokudera's directions, pulling the covers off slowly, and as soon as her eyes were exposed Gokudera collapsed on the floor stomach making a strange gurgling noise.
Bianchi laughed now believing that the girl was her little brother. She pulled her goggles over her face.
Gokudera got up from the floor brushing his self-off.
"One of Shamal's mosquitos did this to me on accident. I would strangle him but he may be the only one who can cure me."
Bianchi nodded understandingly, "Umm Hayato can you do me a favor?"
"What Aneki?"
Bianchi pulled Gokudera in for a big hug, "Please don't go back; you're adorable as a girl".
Had Bianchi's poison cooking finally gone to her head,
"I need to turn back to a boy!"
"But Haya-Chan, I've always longed for a younger sister. Please don't crush my dreams".
Gokudera's jaw dropped. What was up with this weird sister complex?
"Bianchi, I might have the parts of a female but I am no girl. I'll always be a boy at heart not matter what. I always was, and still am a MAN!"
Bianchi deepened the, already tight, embrace. "Don't worry little sister I'll teach you all the ways of being a woman. You'll be a girl before you know it".
Gokudera mentally screamed a loud 'NO' but kept his outer cool and pushed Bianchi off him.
"I need to get changed back immediately, call Shamal…NOW!" Gokudera ordered.
Bianchi gave him pleading puppy eyes but Gokudera didn't take back his words.
Bianchi sighed acknowledging that her attempts at persuasion had failed. She picked up her phone dialing Shamal's number. Since Shamal had a thing for Bianchi he picked up first ring.
"Hello Dr. Shamal," Bianchi droned.
"No I don't want a date. My brother's a girl and he wants to be changed back a.s.a.p."
Gokudera could hear a faint mumble at the other end when Bianchi stopped talking.
"You can't. Sucks for Gokudera, but this is the only time I like your impulsive ideas. If you find a cure call me back. If you don't, please don't call".
Bianchi abruptly hung up not letting Shamal have the last word.
Bianchi turned towards Gokudera with such a smirk it might have rivaled Reborn's. She hugged Gokudera yet again.
"Looks like you'll be staying a girl for a while, Haya-chan".
Bianchi had bought breakfast for her new little sister, which was meant for a 'more delicate pallet'.
Gokudera normally had a very masculine breakfast; a protein shake that improved his resolve and fighting abilities.
Gokudera was proud to say he had poured countless hours into researching and finding the best formula. Though the drink was extremely healthy and did work it was absolutely disgusting.
Possibly worse than Bianchi's cooking but Gokudera had stomached it for his Juudaime.
Gokudera refused to eat any of the food that was placed in front of him.
"Haya- chan, you need to eat and I won't allow you to eat that disgusting concoction of yours. I can't cook anything edible, so that's why we came out to eat."
"This food is for weaklings like Lambo or the baseball idiot. I need my 'concoction' to be a strong storm guardian".
Bianchi sighed, "Don't make me do this."
"Do what?" Gokudera asked tilting his head to the side.
Bianchi picked up a piece of Tamagoyaki with her chopstick.
"Choo choo! Here comes the food train! Aren't you going to let it in?"
Gokudera blushed madly as others in the restaurant began to stare and whisper about the siblings.
"Please stop it Aneki. People are staring." Bianchi smirked, her plan was working.
"But Hayato, Tsuna's on this train and needs to be eaten. You don't want to disappoint Tsuna, do you?"
With that Gokudera started eating his food like a madman.
"Are you happy Aneki?"
"I'm ecstatic, Hayato."
After breakfast the siblings headed out to Namimori shopping center. Bianchi wanted to buy some new clothes and undergarments for her sister. It was nearby the place they ate breakfast, so they walked there by foot.
Today was a Saturday so the Namimori shopping center was buzzing with people of all sorts. Out of the corner of Gokudera's eye he swore he saw two people he knew.
'It couldn't be,' He thought. He did a double take and his suspicions were true.
Kyoko and Haru were standing across the street smiling at Bianchi and Gokudera. As soon as the traffic light turned red and people began to walk the crossway the girls ran over to our bomber.
"What are they?–"Gokudera started.
Bianchi laughed,
"Don't worry. I've already explained the situation, they're here to help."
That explained a lot. Haru and Kyoko didn't seem fazed at all by Gokudera's new body.
"And they believed you? How gullible are they?"
Kyoko smiled innocently as Haru raised her fist to Gokudera.
Before Haru could utter a word, Kyoko interrupted with her sweet voice,
"A lot strange things have happened in the past year. We went to the future and saved mankind. Compared to that, you being a girl seems somewhat believable. Plus we trust Bianchi".
Haru took Gokudera's hand,
"Even though you're pretty stupid you're still our friend too"
Gokudera rolled his eyes. Enough with this mushy gushy friendship crap.
"Ok, ok let's just get clothes or whatever," Gokudera sighed.
Bianchi smirked.
"It won't be that easy little sis. We're going to make you over and buy lots of jewelry and pretty clothes. By the end of the day, you'll be the prettiest girl around."
Gokudera reconsidered his decision to trust these vain girls.
"Well … bye then". Gokudera began to run down the block until she took off her goggles.
Poor Gokudera collapsed on to the cement and was promptly thrown over Bianchi's right shoulder,
"Time to go shopping!"
After walking a couple blocks north the gang arrived at a women's clothing store .Across the street somewhat familiar sushi joint (hint, hint). Bianchi placed her goggles back on.
"You know now what happens to people that don't cooperate. Right, Haya-chan?"
Gokudera's stomach did a flip in response
"Y-yea, Aneki."
Out of the corner of his eye Gokudera saw a boy with a mess of spiked black hair. He had a feeling he'd seen that ridiculous hairstyle before.
The black haired boy turned around and what do you know, it was the baseball idiot!
"Go…ku….de..ra?"
An: sorry it took so long I love to procrastinate