Chapter 3 3/1/03
Mamoru woke up to an unfamiliar noise of the busy Tokyo streets. After debating on whether to wake up or not, he decided that he better, or Miss Haruna would probably give him another detention. He walked over to his closest and decided to see if he could find his school uniform.
After much searching in the closest, Mamoru only managed to find some weird coloured shirts and pants.
"I swear my uniform should be in here somewhere," He complained as he sifted through some interesting garments. After finding nothing in the closest resembling his school uniform, he shut the closest door with a loud 'bang'.
He rubbed his eyes fiercely, and for the first time that morning he took his time to take a good look at his surrounding. The room was immaculately clean, the only signs of mess where the bunch of papers that sat atop a dark, oak desk. On the desk was a computer and lots of coloured pens. As he looked closely, he realised that this room didn't even closely look like his.
"Where are the bunny posters?" he wondered out loud. "Where are all my clothes" he took another look around the room, and frowned. "And how come this looks like a guy's room?"
The questions were rectorial as there was no one in the room, except him.
Curious, and surprised, Mamoru Chiba walked over to his mirror. Something in his gut was telling him that something wasn't right, and now he was curious to know why he felt that way.
A scream rippled through the apartment block, as he walked over to the mirror. Much to his disappointment and surprise the image in the mirror wasn't who he thought he was.
He was a she.
Mamoru woke up to an unfamiliar noise of the busy Tokyo streets. After debating on whether to wake up or not, he decided that he better, or Miss Haruna would probably give him another detention. He walked over to his closest and decided to see if he could find his school uniform.
After much searching in the closest, Mamoru only managed to find some weird coloured shirts and pants.
"I swear my uniform should be in here somewhere," He complained as he sifted through some interesting garments. After finding nothing in the closest resembling his school uniform, he shut the closest door with a loud 'bang'.
He rubbed his eyes fiercely, and for the first time that morning he took his time to take a good look at his surrounding. The room was immaculately clean, the only signs of mess where the bunch of papers that sat atop a dark, oak desk. On the desk was a computer and lots of coloured pens. As he looked closely, he realised that this room didn't even closely look like his.
"Where are the bunny posters?" he wondered out loud. "Where are all my clothes" he took another look around the room, and frowned. "And how come this looks like a guy's room?"
The questions were rectorial as there was no one in the room, except him.
Curious, and surprised, Mamoru Chiba walked over to his mirror. Something in his gut was telling him that something wasn't right, and now he was curious to know why he felt that way.
A scream rippled through the apartment block, as he walked over to the mirror. Much to his disappointment and surprise the image in the mirror wasn't who he thought he was.
He was a she.