Chapter 4 3/1/03
He was a she.
Looking into the mirror, he was not comforted the familiar female image he saw everyday but instead a handsome, male face.
He ran his fingers over his face in shock. "I'm a he?" Mamoru barely managed to choke out.
"I'm a guy"
He listened closely to his deep voice, and another realisation occurred. "My voice is low, I'm definitely a he"
"But who?" He tried to act mature about this situation, the way a 20 year old male would react, but he failed as another scream pushed it's way out of his mouth.
{I'm a guy}
{I'm a guy}
These thoughts echoed it's way around his brain. This event had badly shaken him up.
A phone rang, from it's nestling place on his desk. After a confused moment, he quickly went to pick it up.
"Hello" His voice came out tired, defeated.
"Mamoru get you're little booty down here this instant. Life's a bitch, deal with it, but as your secretary I demand you to get here this instant"
Mamoru said the only thing that could come out of his mouth. "Huh?"
"Get you little tight, as booty down here. Otherwise Briscoe will be a dick and chuck another fit."
"I'm not going into work today. I'm sick" he faked a cough, to back up his false statement.
"Well come down to Briscoe labs, NOW"
Mamoru let out a sigh. "Okay"
"Fine, see your lil booty in 20"
"Yeah"
The phone conversation ended on a brief note, looking back on it he decided that he better get down there. Whoever the lady was she sounded peeved, and while she was in this guy's body she was as well not reck his life, or lack of one.
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AN: 2 chapters in one day. Yay! But I really want to finish this story and 'Time to fly' so I can just write what I feel like writing, and not be tied down. You know what I mean?
If you don't, dw. It's probably me going crazy or something. -Sarah
He was a she.
Looking into the mirror, he was not comforted the familiar female image he saw everyday but instead a handsome, male face.
He ran his fingers over his face in shock. "I'm a he?" Mamoru barely managed to choke out.
"I'm a guy"
He listened closely to his deep voice, and another realisation occurred. "My voice is low, I'm definitely a he"
"But who?" He tried to act mature about this situation, the way a 20 year old male would react, but he failed as another scream pushed it's way out of his mouth.
{I'm a guy}
{I'm a guy}
These thoughts echoed it's way around his brain. This event had badly shaken him up.
A phone rang, from it's nestling place on his desk. After a confused moment, he quickly went to pick it up.
"Hello" His voice came out tired, defeated.
"Mamoru get you're little booty down here this instant. Life's a bitch, deal with it, but as your secretary I demand you to get here this instant"
Mamoru said the only thing that could come out of his mouth. "Huh?"
"Get you little tight, as booty down here. Otherwise Briscoe will be a dick and chuck another fit."
"I'm not going into work today. I'm sick" he faked a cough, to back up his false statement.
"Well come down to Briscoe labs, NOW"
Mamoru let out a sigh. "Okay"
"Fine, see your lil booty in 20"
"Yeah"
The phone conversation ended on a brief note, looking back on it he decided that he better get down there. Whoever the lady was she sounded peeved, and while she was in this guy's body she was as well not reck his life, or lack of one.
**
AN: 2 chapters in one day. Yay! But I really want to finish this story and 'Time to fly' so I can just write what I feel like writing, and not be tied down. You know what I mean?
If you don't, dw. It's probably me going crazy or something. -Sarah