Differnt Forms - pt.3
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Author's note: To satisfy boys and girls alike... two boys reborn as girls... and their destined love for one another.

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"At once something goes wrong, and you cannot seem to take the feelings of love that pierce like the thorns of beautiful rose..."

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Chishiki whimpered, curled in her bed. Images flooded her dreams, familar yet not. She shot up with a cry, tears streaming down her pale cheeks. She pressed a hand against her chest, trying to catch her breath. With a sigh, she fell backwards onto her pillow, staring up at the ceiling. Lights from the street lamps danced through her curtains and cast shadows across her ceiling and walls.

Slowly sleep wrapped its warm arms around her, and she finally drifted off into a peaceful rest.

~*~

"I'm glad you're here," Chishiki said with a smile as she desecended into the basement.

Kenshou pushed the book under her bed and pulled out the notebook. "You said today we're doin' History... do we gotta?"

The elder girl sat down on the floor and pulled out another fat binder. "Organization is important, and spreading lessons out is also important. We'll be doing History today. I've planned a unit on ancient China and Japan, you should have already covered this in your classes..."

"Yeah, we did," Kenshou said slipping down from the bed onto the floor. "It's was pretty cool. All the stuff about believin' in gods and stuff. And the feudal system was really cool."

"SO, you DO have the drive to learn," her tutor exclaimed with a smile.

"I wouldn't call it a drive."

"Alright then, I suppose we can discuss the warring states then," Chishiki said and began to flip through the notebook, which turned out to be a photocopied textbook. Kenshou paid attention, but she also found her attention to wander to the eye hidden by long bangs. She couldn't help but note that Chishiki really was pretty, not gorgeous, but definately cute... and mysterious.

"Kenshou, are you paying attention?"

"Huh!?" She cried and jumped back a little.

Chishiki crawled to her and pressed her nose against Kenshou's, her brow furrowed in frustration. "You were zoning out on me," she growled teasingly.

Kenshou gluped and backed off, looking away, feeling a warm blush spread to her cheeks. "I... I ain't got a very long attention span... I mean, I don't really got one when it comes to school n' stuff."

Her tutor sat back and stared at her. "Is there anyway I can get you to pay closer attention?"

"Breaks?"

She sighed and pressed a hand against her forehead. "I'm only given 90 minutes with you a day-"

"Yeah," Kenshou interjected, "but I'm startin' summer school ina week. You can help me out with what I'm doin' in class, and at the same time we can take a break in the middle!"

"Well," Chishiki said slowly, considering the prospect.

"Aww... c'mon, that'd make it so much easier!"

"We'll see. Once your classes start, we can figure out your schedule, and work around that." While she spoke she was making notes on her palm.

Kenshou blinked. "Yer offly organized," she said.

"I don't want to repeat myself."

"Oh, sorry..."

Chishiki shook that off and started on again, this time talking about the divergence of religions, and how China effected Japan and vice versa. Kenshou yawned, attempting to pay attention, which was difficult, now that she really WAS curious about her tutor.

"And... that is enough for tonight." She closed the binder and pushed it towards the firey haired girl with a slight yawn. "Keep this, and I'll give you the rest right now as well," she said and handed Kenshou a pile of notebooks from her bag. "These cover the curriculum, I would look them over before your schooling begins."

"Uhm... a'ight," Kenshou said slowly, while begining computing the last half hour. "I'll see ya tomorrow then?"

Chishiki nodded and headed towards the stairs, glad to have emptied the bag of it's heavy load. "Goodbye."

Kenshou watched her disappear through the door again. It was something she had to get used to, a tutor. She still didn't like the idea of all day school. Grabbing the keys from her drawer, she decided to head towards the race track for a nighttime drive.

~*~

"Hey! Kenshou, 'bout time ya got here!"

She looked around for the origin of the voice, only to see other students miling around but no Koji. Suddenly a rock hit her on the head painfully and she looked up towards the roof. Her friend was waving from above, and gesturing for her to join him. Growling, Kenshou jumped up towards the roof and sat down. "Hey ya little shit, what cha doin' up here?" she asked.

He offered her a piece of candy. "Sittin'. It's better than bein' down there with those other freaks."

"Yeah, didja see those cheerleaders? Walkin' 'round like they're the best things thay happened to this school since the invention of the microwave."

"Whatdya think they're doin' here?"

Kenshou held up her arms and waved at the air. "They're heads sure are big, but that don't mean there's stuff in 'em," she said with a laugh.

The bell rang and the two sat for a little longer waiting for the next bell to ring. "All day classes,' Koji mumbled angerily.

"Well, let's get goin'." Kenshou jumped down, followed by her friend and they ambled into the empty school. "Lucky fer us there's so few people takin' summer school this year, that we HAVE to be in the same class," she said pulling out a rumpled piece of paper, which came through the mail eariler that week.

"Yeah, but I get to leave durin' literacy n' science."

"I only get to skip English and literacy," Kenshou said with a moan.

The homeroom teacher was a young woman, who was gesturing for them to come inside before the next bell. As she started with her own lesson, history, Kenshou dozed off slightly, her attention span already failing. 'It's too early to work,' she thought to herself and started doodling on a peice of paper.

She barely noticed the teacher change, and mathematics was starting to be taught. Instead she added more details to the doodle, a good idea for a new fan. Somewhere during the process of drawing the Genbu priestess, she changed the design slightly and created a picture of another priestess, dressed in fancy flowing robes, her hair tied into two buns on the sides of her head. She drew her in the arms of a faceless warrior... she had yet to design him yet.

"Kenshou, would you answer the question please?"

She dropped her pencil in surprise and stared a the board, a complicated problem scrawled across. "Uhmm," she said and looked down at her paper, "Zero?"

The proffesor blinked and nodded, "That's correct. I'm glad you're paying attention."

Koji poked her from behind and whispered, "You guessed, didn't you?"

Kenshou nodded and stiffled a laugh. "I suppose it was the best choice," she whispered in return.

The professor was already droning on, and she soon sank back into her own imagination. She stared at the picture for a moment, and turned the page of her notebook. Pressing the pencil down she doodled a small figure with bangs covering one of its eyes. She smiled to herself and gave it a gentle face, fiddling with her colored pencils, coloring it in carefully. Using one of her felt tip pens she wrote out, "Chibi-Chishiki Teijina," along the side of the page.

Koji started tapping her with his pencil. "Psst, it's literacy, let's get outta here," he hissed into her ear.

"GOD YES!" she cried aloud and jumped from the seat, gathering her stuff in one hand.

"Be sure to come in at the end of the hour," the female professor said. As old as she was, Kenshou and Koji had a respect for her, maybe because she told stories that connected with them on a personal level.

"Hmmm... cute girl," Koji said staring at the picture.

Kenshou nearly shut the notebook on his nose. "It ain't none of yer buiness."

Her blue haired friend laughed and jumped onto a table that was set up in the hallway. "Gee Kenshou, ya don't gotta get cold on me. We used ya be really close, you and I, ya know," he said with a slight pout.

She held up a hand and pushed him off the table. He fell backwards and into her arms. "Yer the luckiest bastard, I know... I woulda just let ya fall if I didn't like ya so much," she growled baring her fangs.

"Hey, let go a' me! I ain't some girl that needs rescuin', ya know!" Koji was squriming in his friend's powerful grip. Kenshou laughed, and dropped him on the floor. "Ow, I didn't mean like that... ya know..."

"Funny... Chishiki told me that when I ran into her, she thought I was a guy... am I really that much like a boy?"

Koji stared at her. "Hey, I know ya hate boys 'n all... but ya really are like one. I dunno... I kinda like it like that." He smiled.

Kenshou stared at him, and sighed. It wasn't the first time he made hints like that. "Geez... I thought I told ya... I ain't intersted in guys..."

"Who ever said I WAS a guy?"

She blinked.

Koji laughed and walked over to her and wrapped an arm around her shoulder. "Gee Kenshou, ya always treat me like a girl... I dunno what kinda place I got in this relationship," he said slowly.

"Yer my best friend. 'Sides... I don't think I could have as much fun with a girl."

"Uh huh... tell me how things go with Chishiki."

Kenshou blushed to her ears. "Hey now! Ya know I don't fall fer the intellectual types! Slow and stupid all the way!"

"I know I should be insulted... but yer no better."

~*~

"How was school?"

Kenshou completely ignored her brother and shut the door behind him with a loud slam. "Hey! Don't be such a bitch!" she heard him shout after her.

Flipping through her notebook she found the two pictures she drew, and pinned them to one of her walls. "Works in progress," she said observing the images tacked up randomly along all four walls, including the clump of sketches that were supposed to be the priestess of Genbu. Suddenly remembering the book, she reached under her bed and pulled it out. It seemed slightly differnt. A ribbon was now threaded in it, and she remembered there wasn't one before. Opening to that page, it seemed to be a whole other story. "Suzaku?" she said slowly and scanned the first few lines.

"It's a wonder you don't learn anything... always reading." Chishiki sat down on the edge of Kenshou's bed. "I mean, reading just doesn't develop the mind at all!"

Kenshou looked up from the book and snapped it shut. "What time is it?"

"5:00, I'm early I know, but your father insisted on eariler lessons from now on. I will be tutoring for two hours instead of 90 minutes."

"Gods... why?"

"He told me that with summer school starting, I'll need to supervise your homework as well."

She groaned and settled onto the floor, pulling out a pile of notebooks. "Look, I already did my work, last period during English." She pushed them towards Chishiki.

The elder girl scanned the pages covered in messy hiragana and occasional kanji. "Well done, not very neat and organized, but well done... I'm surprised," she said slowly.

"I'm a lot smarter than I look... and act."

"Good! Then perhaps we'll get started." Chishiki seemed to roll right into work, much to Kenshou'd dismay. She had already set up an entire science class which was technically pages and pages of notes. She zoned into on the words coming from her tutor's mouth, wanting very much to pay attention... but it wasn't long until her gaze travelled to the blank sheets of paper infront of her. Pencil in hand she started doodling.

"That picture reminds me of me..."

Kenshou blinked and dropped the pencil. Her mind began to work again and she realized that for the last handful of minutes, Chishiki had stopped talking and was staring at the picture she was drawing. "Very cute! Little Super Deformed version of you and I!" she said with a smile.

"Uhm.. I didn't realize I was--"

Chishiki waved off her comment. "It's alright. Attention can only last for so long when it comes to chemistry..."

Kenshou stared at the picture. She blushed at the sight. She drew herself in a race car, with Chishiki sitting on the hood. "Uhm..."

"Ah, a race car... and I'm on the hood... do you dislike me that much?"

"Huh?"

Chishiki smiled and poked her teasingly. "I'm only joking," she said lightly edged slightly closer to get a better look at the picture. "It's well done, you should be an artist"

Kenshou shook her head and said, "Nah, it ain't worth the time. My work ain't all that special. S'not like I'm gonna be a famous manga artist like Yuu Watase or nuthin."

"Oh! Yuu Watase! I loved 'Ayashi no Ceres'!"

"You did?"

The blue haired girl smiled and looked through her bag and pulled out a small pocket volume of "Ayashi no Ceres". Tossing it to Kenshou she laughed lightly. "Oh yes, I don't look like the otaku type, do I?"

"Gee, I have this one," she said slowly flipping through the pages, "I have the whole collection."

Chishiki cleared her throat and turned back to the notebook. "Let's continue," she announced and started off again. Kenshou sighed and watched her go on about the periodic table of elements, finally glad she managed to connect on a level beyond their sessions together.

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Author's note: Hee hee.. Yuu Watase... I like that touch. *grin* And my my... is our little Koji jealous? Oh dear... and just WHAT is up with Chishiki's scar? I mean you can probably tell.. but can you tell who's going ot be who in this life? *laughs* I bet you got an idea! Can you guess tho?? HAHAHAA!