And Suddenly, He Became A Girl
By GapMoe
First, let's do some housekeeping, shall we?
I've listened to the reviews and have decided to change the name and description of this fanfic as it was rather un-intuitive to informing readers about the setting I was trying to create. I have made it vaguer, to which ironically enough makes it more clear about what I am trying to convey. This story will now be known as "And Suddenly, He Became A Girl"
Chapter 1 has been changed as well to be consistent and has been edited. The poor formatting was because of my own negligence as well as writing primarily on a phone. I also wrote the entire thing in a 4-hour slogfest from 11:00 pm to 3:00 am.
And now to answer some questions;
1# Will, there be a Yuri-Harem?
Nahhhh, nice joke, there may be a love struggle but Hachiman will end with one person
2# Will Hayato be a major love interest?
No, but he will play a major part later in the story
3# Why not change Hikigaya's name?
Hikigaya's name represents his past life, what he once was, as the individual he is now, all selfish and self-conceited you can imagine what he would think of it. This may change later though.
Alright then, let's get on with it
Ch.2 - 《The Club And The Lonely Ice Queen》
Hikigaya Hachiman stood in the teacher faculty room as the cool April wind flowed through the window the faint smell of cherry blossoms wafted through the simple faculty room. "Eeep!" A girlish squeal came out of her as a particularly chilly draft of wind caressed her pale long legs. Wearing a skirt sucks, she thought as she warmed her hands between her thighs. Clearly, her height had carried over through the surgery as she stood at a commensurate 5'10" quite tall for a Japanese 'Girl' like herself. As she stared out of the window she grimaced as she flushed with embarrassment. Disgusting, she thought, was this what she was reduced to.
"Hikigaya are you okay?" Her modern Japanese and homeroom teacher asked with concern on her face. The girl didn't respond as Hiratsuka-sensei continued. "Your essay is concerning, to say the least. Are you sure we don't need to have a talk?" Hikigaya lowered he head as she stared at her shoes. The simple indoor shoes were far more interesting then she remembered them being.
Truthfully she fully understood what Hiratsuka was talking about. It has been their first writing assignment. The topic was 'Life in high school so far' and considering her rather dismal first year and feelings of self-loathing had prevented her from making any meaningful relationships in class. No, it wasn't self-loathing. It was her inability to cope with the change. The only upsides were that she didn't get the occasional insults thrown at her.
"I see, a pretty girl that can't connect with anyone…" She lamented "The only problem is that Hikigaya Hachiman is supposed to be a guy, care to explain?"
Once again Hiratsuka Shizuka was met with silence. "Or perhaps… these are fake!" She yelled with a childish bravado, rivaled only by the most basic of shonen protagonists, as she suddenly groped the girl in front of her.
"Eeeek!" Once again a girlish squeal left her, as Hiratsuka firmly molested the younger girl. "STOP IT!" She yelled adamantly pushing her sensei's hands off of her womanly features. "Sensei that's sexual harassment!" She shrieked, her face the color of the vegetable she hated the most as she defensively brought her arms covering her Yuigahamas.
"Hmm, they're too real feeling to be fake, so spill the beans Hikigaya-chan!" She proclaimed as she pointed at Hikigaya. "Hahhhh," She sighed with a level of defeat that the relatively young teacher had only seen in overworked businessmen more than twice her age. "Do I really have too?"
"I'll let you go this time…" Was this it, the one chance she needed? "However I need you to do me a favor and join a particular club." Aaaand there it was.
As Hiratsuka slid open the door to the isolated clubroom and entered, a single girl sat in the room, it was Yukinoshita Yukino. She was as close to flawless as you could get. She was beautiful, some would say that she was the most beautiful in the school. She was a straight A student and had the adoration of the school's staff who proclaimed her a perfect example of a Sobu High student. What was she doing here? Hikigaya wondered.
Yukinoshita Yukino, put down the book she was reading as she turned her attention to sensei. Her sharp gaze was piercing as if she was trying to kill you with it. "I believe the last time you came in here, I asked that you knock first sensei." She said with a nonchalant air of superiority. So she's a frigid bitch? Hikigaya thought as she too entered the room. As her gaze wandered to me I countered with my own. "Who's the addled-looking girl." She said.
"This is Hikigaya, she wants to join the club." She said, looking at me as if to tell me to introduce myself. "I'm Hikigaya Hachiman from class 2-F, and who said anything about wanting to join this club! I'm doing this as a favor, re-mem-ber?." Sensei ignored my sarcastic quip and continued to explain to Yukino.
"Anyways as you can see, this sad example of a teenager is rotten, she's moody and angsty and always alone. Pitiful," She said as if disregarding said person's presence altogether. "If she learns how to get along with people better maybe she'll be less problematic." Sensei said.
"Oi, oi, oi, you know I'm here too!" Hikigaya said defending herself. "I see, so if I fix her she can get out of my face?" Yukino questioned, with a rather empty smile on her face, as she addressed me rather rudely. "I'll leave you to handle it, Yukinoshita." Sensei finished as she walked out of the room, a triumphant smile on her face.
"So," Yukino started, breaking the silence sensei had left us in "what do you think is the purpose of this club?" She asked me. "A literature club, I dunno I mean you're reading a book. That's the most I've gotten so far, it's the only logical answer" I asserted.
"Wrong." She answered, mockingly laughing at me. "I'll give you a hint, what I'm doing right now is a club activity." I once again mulled over it, but unable to come to an answer I conceded. "I dunno, what do you even do in this empty room, maybe something outta left field, like an occult research club? I honestly don't know, but it makes sense considering your personality snow woman." Did I say conceded, sorry, I mean insulted her.
"How rude, no wonder you're all alone, which give me all the more reason to help a pitiful soul like yours to find retribution." She retorted. "Well from the looks of it, you don't seem to have any friends either." I smirked with mirth, as I dealt the low-blow back to her. I wasn't just going to take it sitting down, the room immediately felt several degrees colder and her sharp gaze once again fell on me.
She opened her mouth to say something but before she could respond I interjected, "So it's a club to help people then." She looked at me mildly surprised, mild heh, as mild as pepper is spicy. "Hmm, it seems you aren't as dimwitted as initially thought. Welcome to the Service Club, we're happy to have you join." Her mannerisms here anything but welcoming as she smiled with latent malcontent. The girl considered by many to be the cutest looked at me with a face that was admittedly un-cute.
Both our eyes darted to the door as sensei walked in again. "Hey, Yukino how's the troubleshooting going?" She said. What the hell am I a laptop? "Knock please, sensei."
"It seems you're having trouble correcting her, Yukino."
"She doesn't even seem to know that she has any problems if I had to say the only thing that good about her would be her chest." I once again covered my chest defensively, sending a flustered glare towards Yukino.
"You guys keep talking about fixing me and all that jazz, but what if I'm content with how I am now?" There was a silence as Yukino looked at me even more contempt than I thought was even possible for one frail girl.
"Ridiculous, if you don't change how are you supposed to move forward if you don't change. Change is intrinsic to all humans. If you resist it all you're doing is ignoring your problems. You don't solve anything, you just sit in a cesspool of your own loathing and self-pity hoping that some cosmic force will change you." She was clearly conflicted as she spouted the verbal garbage from her mouth.
"Pfft, how ironic. You keep talking about moving forward and improving one's self, but all you're doing is running away, changing yourself is just your way of coping with what you have. In the end, all you're doing is the same as me, you just believe you're better because of your own warped morality. Change hurts, it distorts and twists. Changing is one thing, but accepting change is one thing I'll never do, I'll never stoop to your sordid level. Humans don't change we adapt and if such is not necessary why do so?"
The glorified shouting match was stopped promptly by Hiratsuka, "Alright you two, that's enough for one day and Hikigaya I want you to report to the service club tomorrow."
As soon as sensei dismissed us I walked out of the room, not wasting a single second longer in that torture room. Admittedly both I and Yukino were bitches.
End Ch.2 - 《The Club And The Lonely Ice Queen》
As you can see my prose is fine as it is but my overall sentence structuring and pacing is rather mediocre, I'll be trying to improve on that soon. This is a learning experience for me too! Thanks for reading.
GapMoe
