Colors of Fire Ch. 10
Disclaimer: I don't own Blue Exorcist or its characters.
Greetings readers. I have received word from the gray plot bunny. He has informed me that there is indeed a revolt being organized. I can't tell you how happy I was to hear that.
I had previously though the plot bunnies hated me, being their captor and all. But no, they rather took a liking to me. They're planning to conquer the evil plot bunny and free me from this prison.
Now that I'm on good terms with them, my days of leashes and collars are over. Now I shall treat them with the respect they deserve. When I leave this dungeon, I will build a special green house of carrots just for them.
That is my progress for now.
o.O.0.O.o
Rin's POV
Rin wasn't even close to being okay with her new body. In fact, she was positive that this event would scar her for life, that she'd never forget it. If her suspicions were correct, her evil brother would probably engrave it on her tombstone after the Vatican finally kills her.
It took her a whole day just to get used to how the new body moved. She tried to walk like normal, but quickly found that a girl's center of balance wasn't the same as a guy's. Guys tended to lean back a little, girls walked leaning forward. Many times Rin nearly fell backwards. It was humiliating. And her trips to the bathroom had been… interesting, to say the least. Rin shuddered, not wanting to revisit the disturbing memories.
She'd also discovered why women wore bras. It was acutely uncomfortable and embarrassing to not wear one. She couldn't help but wonder how cave-women managed without them. Maybe they'd made some sort of makeshift replacements out of saber-tooth fur, or something.
After Neko outfitted her with the odd contraption, she found that it was a whole lot easier to move. She walked with an added spring in her step afterwards, finally a bit confident. Rin was in no way done with freaking out about this. She would probably die the next day when she would have to face the Cram School.
The Cram School… holy shit!
What was she going to tell them? She couldn't just waltz in there and pretend like everything was cool. It was starkly obvious that she was a girl now; there was no getting around that. She thought back to that afternoon, when they'd ran into Shima at the shopping district. Her heart twisted when she remembered that shattered look in his eyes after Neko told him to back off. Rin herself had felt a bit guilty that Shima never got the girl he wanted.
The guy had always been girl-crazy, as far as she could tell. Koneko and Bon made it sound like he'd been doing it since childhood. Rin had seen the pink-haired monk in action before, but never had she seen him pour his entire heart out like that. When Rin was a guy, he vaguely understood the desire, what with crushing on Shiemi, but he had always thought the guy took it a bit too far.
The way he was talking about her like she was a frickin' goddess… She'd never heard Shima do that before. It was always, You're cute, wanna date me? Or You got a mighty fine body there, miss! It was shallow comments like that that had earned Shima a slap to the face.
But when Shima was describing her beauty aloud for everyone to hear, it was like she was the only girl in the world. The guy in her was repulsed by the attempt to woo her, but the new girl was beaming at the pure honesty in Shima's eyes. Rin hadn't noticed at the time, but when Shima had declared his love for her so thoroughly, her heart went out to him. It felt amazing to know that at least one guy on this planet appreciated her whole-heartedly.
The guy in Rin wanted to throw up, and the girl in Rin wanted to smile and accept Shima's love. Being that Rin had lived all her life as a guy up until then, the male mind-set triumphed over the newer female one. She'd walked away.
Now Rin was beyond scared of herself. She was afraid that if she stayed like this for much longer she'd cave and fall in love with her male classmate. It wasn't helping much when suddenly Rin remembered something that the pink-haired teen had said to Rin when she was a guy.
"If you ever wanted to switch sides you'd make someone an awesome wife!" he praised with a mouthful of Rin's cooking.
Rin hadn't thought much of it at the time. He'd just took it as a compliment and moved on. But now, after the fiasco at the shopping district, she began to wonder. Had Shima been subconsciously capable of falling in love with Rin that whole time? Did Shima, the Great Womanizer, have the hots for a dude? Of course not. Rin was a girl now.
And it only appeared as though Shima loved Rin's looks as a girl, and her cooking. That was it.
Rin knew the feeling of unrequited love. It sucked. It made you wanna curl up and die in a corner. She didn't want Shima to feel the same way, but above all else, she wanted to be her real gender again. She wasn't going to stay a female just so Shima got his perfect girl. No. Rin would find Shima a better one. A real girl. A girl that looked just like she did now, and could cook like she could. But even that wouldn't be enough, she knew. Rin was going to find Shima a girl that loved him back.
It was the least she could do for him, after Rin took away the guy's only chance at true love. But first thing was first: Rin needed to get rid of his true love. She needed to ditch the look. Rin needed to look like himself again, but that wasn't going to be for a while. So she'd just have to settle for something else until then. Briefly, Rin wondered if binding her chest and cutting her hair would work. She still looked like the old Rin, in a sense. She begrudgingly acknowledged that she'd had the build of a lanky cat even before she changed.
But… even if that did the trick, one student was still going to be a problem: Bon. He was the smartest. Nothing was going to get past him. He would, without a doubt, notice the change in size and facial structure.
And so would Shima.
The girl flopped back onto the bed with a small grunt and tossed the pair of scissors back on the desk.
So much for that idea.
Suddenly, she heard footsteps coming down the hall. The bluenette glanced at the clock on the desk: 11:48 pm. There were two sets of footsteps, from what she could hear. Cautiously, she rose from her position on the bed and crept to the door. She pressed her ear against the cold wood surface and recoiled from the sounds outside.
Voices.
"…not crazy! Would you really think that I'd drag you all the way down here if I wasn't serious?" the tone sounded like Neko's.
A familiar voice answered back, "I'm not accusing you of being crazy, I'm just saying it's hard to believe. I mean, it's not every day I hear of a dude magically being changed into a chick!"
Rin gasped. It was Bon.
And that bitch raven chimera flat out told him of Rin's predicament! She was seething with anger. Her new girl hormones kicked into overdrive. She was ready to claw that witch's eyes out!
The sound of a hand resting on the door handle startled the bluenette out of her rage. She could practically feel the color draining from her face.
What do I do? What do I do? WHAT DO I DO?
She looked back and caught sight of the closet door, slightly ajar. It was practically inviting her. Without a second thought, she raced for the door and crammed herself inside, shutting it. She settled herself and peeked through the wooden shades to see the rooster-haired boy walking in with her former best friend.
He looked pissed.
o.O.0.O.o
Neko's POV
She was in the area labeled "Fiction" when she saw him. There, at the study tables, was her classmate. Suguro. The kid had a strong build, piercings, a perpetual scowl on his face, and brown hair with a dyed blond stripe down the middle like a mo-hawk. He didn't scare her one bit. The guy was pretty laid back once you got to know him. He was actually an alright dude, as far as dudes went. Although, Neko would've argued that she favored Rin's self-control over Suguro's.
The rooster-haired teen was currently engrossed in a huge textbook entitled: Seals & Dark Magic. Neko had half a mind to go over there and ask him want he was doing reading a book like that, but then she realized something. The look on his face almost screamed, I'm pissed that I have to do this! What a waste of time!
It was then that it clicked in the chimera's head. He was studying that because he thought Neko's teaching methods would be incompetent. What a little back stabber! She could hardly blame him though. She embarrassingly admitted in her head that she wasn't exactly prepared to teach a class. She hadn't even had the time to think up a lesson plan, what with Rin's fiasco.
Neko was a bit lucky. Suguro hadn't looked up to notice her staring at him this whole time. He still looked at the pages intensely, completely focused. The witch figured it would be another hour before he noticed her presence. At the moment, she was free to gawk at him all she wanted, without his awareness. So she continued to stare at him from her spot by the bookshelf.
She was also glad she'd went back to the dorm and grabbed a long black coat to cover her wings and feathers. No need to alert people of her strangeness even more so, apart from being in the library at 11 o' clock at night.
Neko briefly wondered how this guy was going to react tomorrow when Rin showed up for class. She figured he would either strangle the poor girl for getting into that predicament in the first place, chew her out for being a dumbass as ignore her for the rest of the day, or laugh. Sadly, Neko was nearly certain he'd do all three. Not exactly in that order.
It was then that Neko realized that she hadn't thought this part through yet. She was certain of making Rin go to class. That was a given. But by what means she hadn't thought of. How was she going to play this? Was she going to tell them the truth and say, Oh, I turned Rin into a girl on accident. Oops. I'm trying to find a reversal serum that might not exist, so be nice to her until further notice!
Neko nearly laughed at the thought.
Na, she figured Rin would die of embarrassment if she came in saying something like that. But…Wait. She wouldn't come in at all. She was a teacher now. She wouldn't be able to explain for Rin, even if she wanted to! Neko wouldn't even be there for her friend to help her get through the day. And that wasn't even including the regular high school! Rin was so screwed!
Guilt came crashing down on her. The witch placed her hand on the side of the bookshelf to steady herself. This was all her fault. If she hadn't placed that stupid glass on the counter yesterday none of this would've happened! Neko knew then that she would need someone's help for this. Someone on the inside, who knew what was going on. Someone that would be mature about this and help Rin get through it.
Someone like…
Her eyes wondered back to the rooster-headed teen, who was sitting a ways away from her, still engrossed in his book.
o.O.0.O.o
Good news! The revolt has been organized! The plot bunnies are planning their attack next chapter! So hopefully by then I'll be out of this dungeon. I might even be able to write the chapter after that and continue on with the story, if it isn't mangled beyond recognition.
So yeah, that's my amazing progress!
Fare thee well, strange ones!