A/N: Hey loves it's good to be back! w can't wait to see what you guys have to say about this chapter, im sure you'll love it xD pls review and no flames! 3!

In a moment of twitch muscle memory, Kazuto immediately said the code phrase that would power on the headset. As soon as the words passed his lips, he was assailed by a new sensation, one that he hadn't felt when beta testing the game. As the various shapes, colors, scents, and sounds whizzed past his eyes, he felt a distinct force against the back of his head, like he was being gently nestled into the warm lap of someone he loves. The pleasant feeling was accompanied by a strange prick, as if someone had pulled a hair, but it was gone just as quick as it came. Before he even realized he'd been moved, he found himself in a black, infinite expanse, with a bright white box of text floating before him.

'BEGIN CHARACTER CREATION' the box read, with the only option below it as 'NEXT'

"Huh," Kazuto muttered to himself as he pressed the 'NEXT' option with his hand, "I remember there being a main menu. Guess it's better to just hop straight to it, though."

As soon as he pressed the 'NEXT' option, a reflection of himself appeared in front of him. The reflection mimicked his movements, down to each tiny facial muscle movement. Next to the reflection were a multitude of sliders, buttons, and drop-down menus displaying how he could alter the character.

"Jeez, they really went all out after the beta." He said as he looked at his reflection, imagining what he'd change. "First thing's first, though."

Kirito selected the blank text box above his reflection's head, changing it so that his username read 'Kirito'.

Kazuto's eyes explored the options in the customization menu, finding one in particular that was oddly close to the top for its assigned anatomical position. His finger drifted on the 'buttocks' slider, idly moving it right and left and watching as his reflection's rump filled out and deflated. He laughed, leaving it at the lowest setting— a flat, nigh-concave butt— which gave him a good chuckled every time he looked at it. He'd changed it later, anyways, might as well have fun while possible.

As he began the character creation process of simply sharpening his own features and giving him a more masculine look, he came across a button that read 'adjust voice'. He pressed the button, expecting a menu of voice samples to pick from, when another text prompt appeared in front of his face. This prompt read 'please read the following poem aloud for a voice sample:

Iro wa nioedo

Chirinuru o

Wa ga yo dare zo

Tsune naran

Ui no okuyama

Kyō koete

Asaki yume miji

Yoi mo sezu

Kazuto recited the entire poem a couple of times before the prompt was fully satisfied, and he was rewarded with another slider, this one with the extreme right reading 'masculine' and the extreme left reading 'feminine'.

Kazuto's eyebrows shot to his hairline as he pushed the slider all the way to the right, returning to him a version of his voice that was much deeper, rougher, and more aggressive than his own. It sounded much like many of the Japanese samurai he'd seen in video games.

Again he moved the slider, returning to his own voice in the middle. It sounded so feminine in comparison to what he'd just heard. Curiously, he pushed the slider all the way to the left.

"Holy shit!" he cried as the voice calling out to him shook him to his core. Hearing his voice in a much more masculine tone was not that strange, considering he was a man, but hearing his own voice twisted into the melodic, lilting tones of a woman was especially strange.

What was even stranger was that he liked it. Watching his reflection's mouth move along with the woman's— his— voice was hypnotizing, and incredibly pleasant to the ears. Even after he'd made his features look more cool and heroic by male standards, hearing that voice pass his lips just seemed... right.

Feeling oddly driven, he moved to the drop-down menu for hair and changed it to the longest, most girly option there was.

Kazuto watched in awe as raven tresses cascaded down his back, waving slightly as they ended at the small of his back. He replayed the feminine voice sample again.

"Fuck." He muttered to himself, something which his reflection parrotted in its feminine voice. "In for a penny, in for a pound."

In a frenzy, Kazuto eagerly undid all the work he had done in sharpening his facial features, instead changing the his features to be more feminine. His jawline became less sharp, his cheeks filled out more, his eyebrows arched slightly. He found himself smiling as these features began making his reflection more and more girly, and he found an odd satisfaction in the feminine figure before him. The reflection before him was, by all means, a girl. It still held his own height, but it was slightly more slender, its features softer, with only a slight edge in the cheekbones and jawline.

The next set of options shot a tingle of excitement up Kazuto's spine: Makeup. Smokey eye and black eyeliner drew attention to his steel orbs, giving him a much fiercer appearance, along with a sharp contour. Black and red ombre lipstick put a much-needed amount of color on him, contrasting pleasantly with his marble pallor.

Kazuto held out his hand to the reflection again, and it mimicked his movements. Their hands eventually met, and Kazuto was shocked by the tactile response. Unlike the beta, the avatar's skin really felt like skin, and not at all like a plastic mold like it did before. The hand was warm and soft. Kazuto peered past their hands, and looked into the eyes of his avatar.

He immediately turned around and growled at himself. He pulled his hair back and sighed. Looking back at his avatar, he muttered, "We're really doing this, aren't we?"

The reflection repeated him.

"I mean, what's the harm in it. No one will know. People pretend to be girls in games all the time, right?"

The reflection repeated him again.

"Yeah, it's no biggie. I mean, if anything it'll just be an opportunity to make more gold and stuff, right?"

The reflection offered him no consolation, and merely repeated him.

Kazuto gave a hollow laugh. "Yeah, I can fleece guys for cash because they'll think I'm a girl!"

Even the reflection was beginning to look unconvinced as it repeated the sentence. It was almost a reasonable rationalization, which gave him just enough confidence to continue on.

Kazuto felt something strange fill his chest, and determination became set in his eyes. As quickly as possible, he slammed his hand to the 'NEXT' button, lest he think on it more and renege his decision.

The next, and final, customization screen was for class selection. His avatar stood in the middle of a dais before him. It stood in a semi-heroic pose, staring blankly forward with sword and shield in hand. Another set of options appeared in a text box before Kazuto with various class names and descriptions laying out his options. The current selection was 'STALWART', a class which prioritized high damage absorption, but not much damage output, something which Kazuto's solo-player mindset abhorred.

Kazuto drifted uninterestedly across the multitude of class options, looking specifically for one class: 'DUELIST'. High damage output, high mobility, and pitifully low health in comparison to the other melee fighting classes. Kazuto eagerly pressed the 'PREVIEW' button, and watched as a black duster billowed outwards, revealing a fur trim and a slate black shirt tucked into slim black trousers. Under the duster were numerous belts and buckles containing various smaller bladed weapons and a pair of black shin-high folded over leather boots. The outfit was completed by a black leather baldric that held a longsword at the hip of Kazuto's avatar.

Kazuto stared at the avatar before him, the person that everyone, including himself, would see when in the game. His own figure had become twisted into something undoubtedly female. Kazuto could only tell that the character was male because that's what he was, but anyone who saw him would only think of him as a girl. For Kazuto, it was oddly thrilling.

With a small amount of anticipation, he pressed on the option reading 'FINISH - BEGIN YOUR ADVENTURE!' and found himself once again drawn into a tunnel of colors, sounds, shapes, and sounds.

He landed on his ass in the middle of a field.

"Well," he said, surprising himself with his new voice, "I, uh, guess it's time to get started."

A/N: Ohaiyo! I hope you guys really enjoyed this chapter! It was really fun to write, i pretty much just wrote what i would do if i had the same opportunity! xP no homo tho! Full homo xd kirito was really cute in my head as a trap and i hope that comes through in— woah kirito and asuna are here again! Ohaiyo guys :))

Kirito: hey im not a trap

Asuna: you are now sweetuy ;)

Kirito: does that mean im gay?

Of course not! Traps arent gay :))

Asuna: i sure hope not because youre myman!

Oh you might wanna take that back soon!

Asuna: oh no...

Kirito: haha!

*asuna glomps and kisses kirito*

Woah woah guys1 not here! See you guys later pls fav and review! Love you all!