Gender-Bending: Love Change?

-And so, the make-over begins…

Chapter 3: Athrun's Love Decision.

"I HATE dating."

"What?! ---Ohh, come one Athrun best ol' pal who attracts quite a lotta women."

"Shut up Dearka! I told you already that I don't want to do with anything of those things."

He explained bluntly and turned his back around to do some homework without noticing that the blond haired and tanned skinned Dearka had snuck down below his table.

That shocked him, stupid Dearka really seems to make anybody's blood boil and vein's to pop out.

"Where is that great charms of a playboy you always say you have?"

Athrun asked uninterested of his friend's adventures towards women and dating.

"uhhmm—er, that doesn't work on rich girls you know…"

A sweat drop hung over Dearka's forehead, his finger scratching his blond head.

"So now you only hit on rich girls?" the azure headed boy asked amusingly turning another page of a book.

"Eh, no but---"

"Then it's settled, get out. The librarian's pointing at you."

Athrun replied calmly as his glasses slid perfectly on the bridge of his nose, lifting a hand to slide it up again.

"Fst--- you're no fun at all Athrun." Dearka scoffed childishly and stood up from where he was seated, on the floor.

Athrun could only read the book in front of him, "Fine, I'm going now." Dearka proceeded out, looking a bit at the old woman while he was walking.

"No fun at all" he muttered again putting his hands on his back pockets.

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Walking out the library with the books he just borrowed, "that's plenty", that's what the librarian said to him, but he really enjoyed reading them as a matter of fact he likes to be with them more than the opposite sex that Dearka had always talked of.

"Come on little girl, come with me just for the day huh?"

He heard a guy said while holding a redhead's hand almost forcefully pulling them to him.

"Uhhm, please stop it. You're hurting me." He heard the girl's voice crack, unconsciously; he went to them whacking out the guy's head with the books he borrowed.

"Sorry but this isn't the place to be flirting with a girl."

Athrun said regularly noting the guy's features, "Maybe I might see him again" he thought.

"What the hell do you want geek!" the guy shouted in rage, gritting his teeth furiously.

"Enough talking let's just finish this." Athrun replied coolly raising his eyebrows as his glasses slid a bit down from his nose.

Taking a step backward to put the books down Athrun put on a fighting sham and lured the guy down the steps of the library, "Ehehe," the guy laughed while Athrun just stepped back for distance then when his calculating was done, a large trash bin came flying to the guys figure and with Athrun, who had outstandingly dodged the flying object with ease.

"This no problem at all, you suck at this." He said repulsively at the man stuck below the garbage bin.

Athrun went back up to the stairs with his hands hanging from his pant's pockets and as time went a bit slow, the redheaded girl was sitting there looking up a bit shyly with her cheeks that seemingly glowed just for him.

"Wow, she's cute." He thought.

And that's how the intelligent, handsome and greatly responsible Athrun Zala had his love at first sight.

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"Lemme' ask kay? Why are you doing this again?"

Dearka sat comfortably on a green sofa, arms widely occupying the space and all. Just in front of Athrun's bed, the azure-haired boy blushed quite often when he got home a since yesterday but still he was doing it unconsciously til' now.

"It's just that I met a girl near the library and s-she's really c—cc—ute."

"I can't believe it," Dearka paused to look at his friend, amused.

"I think you've fallen to be an admirer for the first time." The blond playboy then erupted in laughter as the one who finished his sentence was a boy who entered just recently with his light-green hair curled on its side.

"Nicol!" Athrun shocked to see his long time friend come in, "Well, I'm just here for the day. Why don't you explain a bit about this girl you just met?" he asked kindly.

"Eehhmm," Athurn muttered flustering cheeks audibly was the sight that Dearka had waited for many years and his snickering didn't make it easier for Athrun to stop glaring too.

"Now start before someone's body gets rapidly battered by Athrun." Nicol said looking from Athrun to Dearka casting a thoughtful yet creepy smile, "Dude, you've changed. You're scary."

"Don't worry Dearka, this is just for you."

"Eeeehe-he-hehh-e." Dearka laughed with sweat drops on his forehead, ah! How wonderful the hours went by that day.

"Say, Athrun, What does this girl look like anyway? You said she's cute but measuring your standards how cute actually?" Nicol asked directly giving a soft nudge to his childhood friend.

"She is really cute and… I can't say that, she's like 9.5?"

"Woah! That's high man!" Dearka shouted, "You must really like her then." The green-headed boy followed.

"Yeah." Athrun murmured quietly.

"She got a name?" Dearka asked curiously bending a bit to take all the space on the couch, "y-yeah…Her name's Meyrin Hawke." Athrun replied awkwardly eyes cracked down with sweaty palms.

Nicol smiled patting Athrun's back; he's so mature for his age but when it comes to girls, he is so dense.

"Hey Athrun, didn't know you stalk."

"No Dearka, I don't. I'm not like you."

"Ah that hurt…you're too much buddy."

Nicol looked from left to right, "What a weird conversation," he spat out, "Now let's stop the bickering and help Athrun get his dream girl, kay?"

"Right!" The blond finally stopped, " doncha' worry dude, just little lessons from me and you are so ready for that gal!"

"Sorry but I'm not gonna take lessons from you, I'm going to get my own initiative for this, because I am my own man!!!" Athrun thought raising his fist up with sparkling eyes

(He imagined that) and now to get on with his plan he needs to know where he could meet that cute beauty.

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"By the way, how'd you get her name?" The green-haired young man asked to the blue and dazed Athrun.

"Well, I got to see her ID last time but I couldn't see what school she's from…"

"Then let's search for it!" Nicol walked faster on the streets of Arc city, looking for school girls, he seemed like a kid searching for a lost toy. Letting out a long sigh, Athrun followed the hyper active teen.

Athrun looked around too, seemed like girls kept glancing at him he went pass by a few of them, it really creeps him out, good thing the guy didn't forget to wear his glasses or else rampaging women are bound to catch him.

"Ah--Hmmp" He bumped onto someone, "Sorry, about that--"He stopped mid sentence looking at the one he bumped to, it was the girl from yesterday… "the cute girl from yesterday…" he muttered in a whim blushing furiously.

"Sorry," she stepped back and bowed lightly. Athrun looked at her from head to toe, and noticed what he needed, "Ah, you are the guy who helped me yesterday! Thank you very much for that." She said shocked that they met in such a place, Athrun nodded slowly.

"This is my chance!" he thought, "Uhmm, Miss—"he raised a hand for a shake but,

"Oh no, my sister is calling for me." She bid goodbye to him and walked forward passing him by.

"Eh…" he didn't even got the chance to talk to her but the good thing was, "I know where school she goes now!"

Nicol found his way back to Athrun's side a minute after the blue-haired young man had met his little cute crush.

"Hey what's this?" the lime headed boy bent over to reach for something, it was a little key chain with a picture of two girls: one was Meyrin and the other, maybe her sister.

"Athrun is this yours?" Nicol asked, "Nope but I know who owns it." Athrun smirked playfully.

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He searched, searched like there was no way he'd see the one girl that attracted him so, and for the first time studying wasn't on his mind.

It's like sighing every five minutes was the only way to stop him from searching.

"You've gotta stop being obsessive Athrun!!" Dearka reached out.

Even Dearka was saying stupid things to him now, and his trait playboy-ness is on the verge of hunting for women but the blond boy just thought this was too much.

"Never thought that Athrun could be like this when girls are the topic." The blond whispered to his brown-eyed companion, "yeah, but still lets just support him, it's still his first time."

"You mean you have a girlfriend?"

"No but I know girls exist in the first place."

"You have a point."

And just as their conversation started it ended with a 'thud', "I have an IDEA!!!"

"OOOOWWWW!!!" A book flew to Dearka's head, leaving a red bruise.

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Guess who, it's Athrun with his perfect idea of romance; he jumps for joy, speaks of uniforms, girlfriends and love under the same class.

Under the blankets, Athrun was getting pumped up for his transfer next week, his idea made him excited. A new school, new classmates and finally what he waited for and his reasons for being too thrilled was a redheaded girl just waiting to be captured by him.

In his mind was the name of the school: PeachBlue Academy, "What a weird name for a school." He thought.

But never mind that, he was going to meet his beloved crush again and nothing was going his way.

Or so he thought. He's still immature about it. Dense and stupid.

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