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The Change: Chapter 4

"I will meet you at my apartment after four."

Those were the last words she heard Seiya said before they went their separate ways. She stayed for a while with Toku as they finished the car they were working on, yet the awkward silence between the two of them made her cut their date short. She gathered her things and headed back home.

The silence inside the home was numbing to her. It reminded her of her time without Michiru. That same silence was the one that she tried her best to avoid. While she waited until it was four, she ate her lunch and drank some coffee. Her phone vibrated and nonchalantly she pulled it out of her pocket and read the text message. Michiru was checking in on her. She asked if she ate and how was her day going. Haruka smiled, set the cup on the kitchen counter and answered her that everything as well, but there was a change of plan. She added that she needed Michiru to pick Hotaru from school and the violinist just answered her with the letter K and a kissy emoji.

Haruka chuckled and tucked the phone inside her jeans. The answer with just the "k" could be annoying to some people but to her, it was enough. They didn't need to talk much to understand each other and to her, that was pure heaven.

Something in the back of her head made her shuddered though. The idea of going through with what she was planning with Seiya made her quiver in pure fear. Alas, she stood up and walked out of the house over to the Lamborghini in which she got in, hands sweating and thoughts over boiling her brain. The grip on the clutches grew tight as she sped up to the location Seiya had written down.

Her stomach was in knots, her hands trembling when she parked outside of the large apartment complex building. She exhaled and closed her eyes. Her thoughts went back to that night with Michiru, where she said if there was a way to make that sudden dream come true then she was up for it.

Now that her dream was obtainable, she was second-guessing. Why?

She made her way up the elevator staring down at the floor, overthinking… She hated that. She hated when she had a goal and then everything around her crumbled to the specific what-ifs and what might just go wrong.

Seiya jumped slightly when he heard a knock on the door. He rose from the couch and unlocked the door to let her in.

"Hi."

Haruka stared at Seiya before frowning. "Can we get this over with?" She asked, the uneasiness clear in her quivering voice.

"If you don't want to do it, I can-"

"No," she shouted before biting her lower lip in apprehension. "I want this. Besides, you said that it can be reverted."

Seiya was hesitant but this is what she wanted. "Follow me." He walked to the living room and stopped in the middle of the large rug. He grabbed hold of Haruka and placed her right in front of him, face to face. "Give me your hands," Seiya ordered. Haruka took a couple of seconds to reevaluate her decisions. She rolled her eyes and placed her hands over Seiya's open palms. "Alright. You might feel some discomfort."

"Wait, this is supposed to hurt?"

"Your body will be changing drastically," Seiya began, as he looked at Haruka. "Everything changes."

"Does it hurt every time you transform?" Harka asked.

"No, but I am not from around here, now am I? I was born to transform, unlike you, who would probably die after living a horribly painful boring life with only one genitalia."

Haruka raised a skeptical eyebrow. She was getting annoyed and fast.

"Listen, this is another kind of transformation. You will feel weird, and you might not like how it starts."

"Shut up, Kou and let's just get this over with."

"Alright." Seiya cleared his throat and closed his eyes while urging Haruka to do the same. "I will be transferring some of my energy to you," he commenced, feeling his palms becoming warm. "Can you feel it in your hands?"

Haruka nodded but remembered that her eyes were closed and that probably Seiya had his eyes closed too. "Yes."

"Concentrate on the warmth," Seiya whispered before opening one eye, just to make sure that Haruka, indeed had her eyes closed. "You will feel the energy entering you soon," Seiya said and moved his hands away.

"When?" Haruka frowned.

Seiya took a deep breath, seized Haruka's face and before she could react he locked his lips with the tall woman.

Haruka's eyes flew open. Her hands clutched Seiya's shoulders to push him away, yet somehow her energy had been zapped away, as Seiya wrapped his strong arms around her waist to deepen the kiss as much as he could.

Haruka shuddered as something inside her began to burn at her very core. She felt the pulsation as Seiya's energy made its way through her lips. The sensation of the mark of Uranus on her forehead made her snap enough, and find enough energy to push him away.

Seiya was surely surprised to feel the back of his head hit the floor. Haruka was stronger than he originally thought. He wished there had been another way to do this. Now he was sure she was going to kill him.

Seiya hissed and rubbed the back of his head before looking up. Haruka was infuriated. her green eyes were open wide, her hands were fists. She was breathing heavily, showing her teeth like an angered wolf. The mark of Uranus was glowing steadily, like a beacon.

"What the fuck!?" She bellowed before wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Haruka- san! Listen to me! you are going to faint any given moment now. I need to get a hold of you or you might get hurt.

"Fuck you!" She snarled. "Don't touch -" She swallowed hard as she noticed her vision become blurry. She shook her head, blinked a couple of times. She took some steps back. "...me…" Involuntarily, her eyes rolled to the back of her head and her body gave out.

Seiya leaped up just in time to have Haruka fall against him. "Okay…" he sighed and placed one muscular arm over his shoulder. He moved his hand under Haruka's knees and lifted her. It would be a while until Haruka woke up, so he decided that the wisest decision would be to leave her in his bed to rest until then…

"Is Haruka-papa okay?" Hotaru asked concern plastered in her voice.

Michiru turned to look at Setsuna, as she tried to think of something to answer, but if she had to be completely honest, she didn't have any idea where her lover was.

"She is working on her cars, Hotaru-chan. You know she can lose track of time when she is with Toku," Setsuna said as she settled in the living room.

"It's almost six-thirty. She didn't pick me up from school and she promised that today we were having pizza."

Michiru grabbed her phone for the third time in the last two minutes. Something was not right. She had a weird sensation in the pit of her stomach since Haruka texted her. Her fingers trembled as she texted Haruka yet again.

Where

are

you

?

?

Hotaru, Setsuna, and I are worried sick!

Michiru sighed and rubbed her forehead anxiously. "She never does this," she whispered to Setsuna. "She always calls or texts.

"What are you thinking?" Setsuna asked, rubbing Michiru's back lovingly.

"An accident? Should we call the hospital?"

"Maybe Toku-"

"I already called him. He said she left at noon…" she swallowed hard. "She texted me at one…" Michiru tried her best to stay calm for Hotaru's sake, but she kept being bombarded with so many thoughts… negative ones. "If something happened to her-"

"No, Michiru. Don't do that. She is fine. Let's just wait until nightfall. If not, we will call the police."

Michiru swallowed hard. This time, she did it to stop an upcoming sob that dared to try to escape her throat, which she cleared. Instead of giving Setsuna an audible reply, she nodded while looking down at her phone. If something did happen to Haruka, she was going to wreak havoc.

The first thing the blonde saw was Seiya's worried gaze. The man was gawking at Haruka with concern painted all over his handsome face.

Haruka gasped and moved back, noticing the bed underneath. "What did you-" the blonde stopped talking altogether.

"Yes, Haruka…" Seiya began, "I kissed you. You are in my bed and I can assure you that nothing happened, and yes…" he stopped and chuckled, "That is your voice. It is a lot deeper than I thought it would be."

Haruka's eyes widened before jumping off the bed. Haruka felt a sudden rush of energy, before deciding to sit down in a confused daze.

"Okay, Haruka, listen to me. This transformation is different from mine. Your brain is getting used to the change. You have a lot of testosterone running through you." He stopped for a moment to stare at Haruka. "You are a man now…"

Haruka breathed in hard and looked and patted her chest… Haruka's green eyes got locked with Seiya's dark ones while a large hand moved slowly to her thigh and finally between her legs. "Geesh!" Haruka stood up a little too fast. "Oh boy…"

Seiya quickly moved to him, a wide smile was painted across his face. "I guess it worked!" Seiya grabbed hold of Haruka's forearm tightly just in case the blond lost his balance. "I hope that you brought a new change of clothes," Seiya laughed as he looked at Haruka from Head to toe. "Those skinny jeans are leaving very little to the imagination."

Haruka growled in annoyance. "They are regular fit."

"Then you, my friend, are a big guy," Seiya said, patting Harukaś strong back. "Let me help you out."

Haruka sighed, sitting back on the bed. Her vision was still blurry and there was a distinctive pang of pain on her side of the head that would surely drive her insane if she didn't take a painkiller soon. She began to remove her shirt before tossing it aside. As soon as her skin was exposed, her hands came to touch her chest. The small yet bouncy breasts were long gone, replaced by strong pectorals. Haruka stared in awe, and of course, touched as much as she could. It was so … different. Her hand trailed lower to find that the feminine washboard abs were also replaced with more defined and bigger ones. Finally, Haruka stood up and unbuttoned the pants. With difficulty, she pulled them off underwear and all. She sighed, standing up straight before finally looking down at the one important thing. Haruka shrugged. How was she supposed to know if it worked or not? Was it even a good looking one? This was a horrible idea," Haruka said loud enough for Seiya to hear.

Seiya walked in with what appeared to be pajama pants and a large white shirt. The sudden shock of seeing a large naked man in his bedroom made him groan in disgust and turned away all the while shielding Haruka's privates with his hand. "Haruka-san!"

"Well! Sorry! But I was suffocating!"

"Yeah! Noticed," Seiya muttered before throwing the clothes on the bed. "Use that. I am sure you didn't bring anything to change. You can keep that. They are oversized."

"Thanks…" Haruka grabbed the pants and then looked down at her crotch. "Uh...Kou-san."

"What?" Seiya didn't turn to look.

"Kou-san, do you have some spare underwear?"

"You are kidding, right?"

"I wish I was. I don't think that wearing my small size bikini is going to be comfortable." Haruka muttered while watching Seiya scratch the back of his head and leave his bedroom.

Haruka took the opportunity of Seiya's absence to look down once again. Her hand traveled to touch it… and them. It felt so odd! Soft and tender too… She shuddered as if remembering why she disliked men sexually.

"Here!" Seiya walked back in and threw at Haruka an unopened underwear pack. "Large boxer briefs, comfortable and roomy. You can also keep them."

"Aww. I was hoping to give them back to you."

"Har har." Seiya rolled his eyes and sawt down on the edge of the bed. He then turned to look at Haruka. Poor thing had the underwear over her thick thighs with such a confused look on her face. "You okay there?"

Haruka turned to look at Seiya then down at her crotch, then at Seiya. "Kou-san?"

"Hai?"

"How," she licked her lips in embarrassment. "How do you-"

"I do it sideways." He felt his cheeks burn. "It's easier when you sit down. It won't bother your… uh… balls. and…" he cleared his throat, "when you sweat-"

"Okay! enough! Thank you!" Haruka quickly made a mental note and pulled up the underwear and pants.

Suddenly, a soft buzzing sound broke the awkward and tense air. Seiya pointed at the nightstand. "Oh, and your phone has been going off non-stop. I think they are looking for you."

"Fuck! Michiru!" Haruka almost stumbled to the floor as she grabbed the phone. Her heart almost stopped when she saw all the missed calls and messages but most of all Haruka almost died when she saw the time. "How long was I knocked out?"

"Pssh I don't know, six hours?"

"Six hours!" Haruka cursed and went through the texts. Michiru, Setsuna, Hotaru, even Toku texted to see if she was alright! Haruka took a moment to read each text Michiru had sent her. With every single one, she could see how she grew anxious and restless. Haruka sat down on Seiya's bed. "I am fucked."

"Why is that?"

"I didn't tell her I was coming here to do this," Haruka said while looking at the time on her cellphone's screen. "She must be asleep by now, or running around to every police station…"

"Just text her. Tell her you will be home soon," Seiya suggested before standing up. "If anything, remember that you can turn back. You just need to transform into your Senshi form. And Haruka," he stood now in front of her, his voice dropping low and serious. "Don't lose yourself in this."

Haruka nodded and stood up, towering over Seiya's shorter form. She grabbed the singer's hand and gave it a firm shake and squeeze. "I won't."