Author: Supreme Overlord Erin-chan
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Not mine. Belong to Matsushita-sensei who would probably kill me if she read this.
Notes: Oh god, I wrote a sequel. Shoot me. Shoot me now. Torture me and kill me and set Muraki onto me. Although he'd probably just grovel at my feet and tell me to never write something like this about him. I promise this is a little less traumatic than the first one, though ^^;;
Thank Yous: Naomi for coming up with the word "goosh". All the psychotic people who actually encourage me to write goosh. You freaks.
Pairings: Terazuma + Watari. Yes, you DID read that correctly.
Warnings for: Severe gooshiness. That is to say, gushy goo. Sappy sweetness. Goosh, people. It's goosh. It's meant to be disturbing—and it IS disturbing. Be warned of this! It's very disturbing! It's sick and twisted! DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE DIABETIC! …or at least, not without your insulin. And don't read it if you're sane, either.
If you would like to archive this story on your web site, please drop me an email at littlevornskr@hotmail.com. I'll probably say "Yes yes yes I love you please do it yay!"
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Watari peered at the chemicals before him intently. Soon, soon his sex change potion would be complete! And then he could…well, he didn't know exactly what he could do. But he would find out!
"Oi…Watari, what are you doing?" Terazuma asked, stepping into the laboratory. Watari started. It wasn't like Terazuma to come see him. What was going on?
"I'm working on my sex change potion," he said. Terazuma raised an eyebrow.
"Sex change potion? Why on earth would you want something like that?"
"Well…so I can change my sex, obviously."
"But why? I mean…what can women do that men can't?"
"Change you into a lion?" Watari offered cheekily. Terazuma huffed, and looked away.
"Maybe that's exactly why you shouldn't make it," he said, blushing slightly. Watari blinked and looked up at the taller man, his eyes full of questioning. Terazuma's face went redder, and avoided looking at the longhaired scientist.
"What I mean to say is…well, maybe it's better if you stay a man, you know?" Terazuma mumbled. "If you became a woman, that might change the way some people look at you for the worst…they might only focus on your body, y'know…instead of loving you for who you are and stuff."
"Terazuma…"
"You're really amazing as a man, so, like, if you became a woman, you'd kind of be…well, I dunno. What I'm trying to say is that I think you're trying too hard. People who love you…well, they love you because you're Watari, and every part of you makes you Watari…that includes your manhood."
"And who…who loves me because I'm Watari?" Watari asked, feeling the tears welling up long before he was ready for them. Terazuma looked at him, his expression soft.
"I…I do…" Terazuma murmered, his voice barely audible. Watari burst fully into tears and threw himself at the pointy-eared shinigami.
"Oh, Hajime! I had no idea you felt that way!" He buried his head into Terazuma's chest, sobbing with happiness. Terazuma felt his blush growing to epic proportions, and he gently wrapped his manly arms around the trembling man.
"Watari…you…feel the same way about me?" He asked, shocked and thrilled at the same time. Watari nodded, then looked up at Terazuma with sparkles in his eyes.
"Always…always have I looked at you from afar," he said, bubbles surrounding him, "I've always thought how beautiful you were, even when you transform, you're such a proud, noble creature…"
"Really? You even…" Terazuma stared at the sparkling scientist, and then felt tears of his own rising.
"No one…no one has ever been able to say something like that about me," he choked, "I…I love you! Stay with me forever, and never change! Be yourself always, and be by my side!"
"Oh Hajime! Of course I will! Forever!"
"Oh, Yutaka!"
"Oh, Hajime!"
"Oh, Yutaka!"
Soft music begins playing as the lovers embraced with a newfound joy, not only in their new partner but in knowing that they are loved and accepted as they are. Flowers begin floating around, pushed by the gentle wind that ruffles through the shinigami's hair, the sakura blossoms of Meifu swirling in a celebration dance.
As the scene fades, a small Tsuzuki-puppy is sweatdropping severely and asking: "Is everyone around here on crack or something?"
~The End~
