Change of plan. It makes much more sense to use Teru. Because I love him.

Kyouya was surprised to wake to a cool breeze blowing gently across his face. As he groggily opened both eyes it occurred to him the room was filled with natural light, streaming in through drawn curtains. Wait… Curtains?

The last he remembered was falling asleep at a shabby motel, which didn't even have the luxury of toilet seats, let alone curtains.

Kyoya sat bolt upright suddenly aware he was in a different room to the one he'd fallen asleep in. He looked around warily. The blue satin curtains were drawn, though he realized the breeze was coming from a window, which must have been left open overnight.

The room was enormous, far more impressive than the one he shared with the rest of the members of team Wild Fang. There was a large television plastered to the wall, opposite a glass coffee desk and two soft sofa chairs. A door, slightly ajar, seemed to lead to an ensuite, and tasteful pictures hung in frames on the walls.

It was the fanciest room Kyoya had ever been in, and he didn't like it one bit. Wait. That wasn't all.

As his gazed rolled from the foot of the King sized bed and soft cotton sheets and travelled upwards he realized there was something even more disturbing. For some reason, extravagant blonde curls tumbled down over his chest and when he raised a hand he felt them fall down his back as well.

Kyouya Tategami did NOT have long blonde curly hair.

He stuck an arm out in front of him and was shocked to discover instead of defined muscle, it was as slim as a girl's, and as pale as a ghost.

What was going on here?!

Kyouya, well disturbed at this point, threw back the covers and jumped out of the bed, running for the ensuite. He didn't take in the fact he was wearing pyjamas made of the finest red silk, he just had to see a mirror-

He gasped.

Without a doubt. He was Kyouya Tategami on the inside but on the outside the baby face that stared back at him through wide blue eyes was Teru Saotome.


With the cost of a mere 12 hours sleep and twenty dollars, Ryutaro had finally managed to achieve what he thought was impossible – getting rid of Reiji and Tobio. After staying up with them all night to discuss their true potential in life and how to get the best out of it – seriously, he should be a career guidance councillor – he managed to bid them off with ten dollars a piece to be off on their merry way.

Of course, he knew they'd be back in two to five days but every hour of freedom was a precious one and Ryutaro could finally relax-

'WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO ME, YOU DAMN CLOWN!'

It wasn't the threat being shouted at him that left him in shock, it was the fact that it was coming out of Teru's mouth that made him double take.

Ryutaro had never seen the dancer look so irate. He looked almost… beastly, as if some sort of rabid animal had taken over him…

'I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU!'

This was not normal behaviour for the Virgo Blader-Ryutaro suddenly ducked as Teru appeared to hurl himself at Ryutaro-DEFINITELY not normal behaviour!

'CHANGE ME BACK! CHANGE BE BACK NOW OR I WILL FUCKING SPAY YOU!'

'WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING? FIRST KYOYA, NOW YOU? CALM DOWN!'

Luckily for Ryutaro, ballet dancers are among the lightest of athletes, and Teru was no exception. The magician easily threw the blonde off of him and managed to pin a snarling and thrashing Teru to the ground without too much trouble.

'I may be able to predict the future but I definitely did not see this coming.'

'SHUT UP AND GET OFF ME!'

'I don't think so. Now listen to me Teru. You need to take a deep breath and CALM THE FUCK DOWN.'

'YOU LISTEN TO ME! I'M NOT FUCKING TERU! I'M KYOUYA!' 'Teru' stopped struggling and settled for spitting in Ryutaro's face, who recoiled. Teru immediately took the opportunity to shake him of. It was Ryutaro's turn to be pushed to the ground and for the Virgin Blader, it was surprising how much resemblance Teru bared to Cthulu right about now.

'Change me back NOW.'

'I – wha? Kyouya?'

'YOU AND YOUR STUPID SPELL DID THIS TO ME! YOU MADE ME SWAP BODIES WITH THIS RUNT! CHANGE ME BACK NOW!'

'You're Kyouya Tategami? Oh sure…' Ryutaro paled. 'I'm going to need you to run that by me again…'

'Do I have to spell it out for you, you damn tranny? I AM KYOUYA! Not fucking Teru! And I want to be changed back right now!' He let go of Ryutaro and stormed towards his caravan.

'Don't you have a book or something in here with a reversal spell? Well?' Teru, or rather, Kyouya, snarled.

'I – I can't believe it worked…'

'What.' Kyoya growled.

'Nothing like this has ever happened before… I don't understand, how you can just switch bodies…'

'THAT'S WHAT I'D LIKE TO FUCKING KNOW.'

'Wait… if you are truly Kyoya… then does that mean… Teru's in your body?' Ryutaro 's eyes widened at the realization. This could get very interesting.

Unreal short. Sorry for lack of quality. So what do you think re: Teru over Madoka? I just needed to write about him bad… Pfft, I probably won't even continue this but expect a lot more Teru centric stories from me.

I've noticed a lot of main character x OC (self inserts) stories around here, methinks I should try one for me and Teru. It would work because he is most definitely gay. That is what I like to think. Except, all I ever wear is black and that would probably depress him.

Readers, your new favourite Beyblade pairing is Zero x Teru. I wonder would anyone read that story if I wrote it? xD