AN: Before I continue with the story, I am going to write a little authors note. In this chapter Usagi is sometimes referred to 'him'. This is because that is what Mamoru is thinking, because they have switched bodies.
She is then referred to 'Usagi' when she is doing a particular action. Eg, running. Since Mamoru is in Usagi's body, when he runs everyone sees Usagi, not Mamoru. But when he thinks, it's him thinking not Usagi.
Confusing, I hope not. As this story unfolds, it will become more apparent and the same thing also happens with Mamoru.
I'm also sorry for the delay of this chapter, I haven't been inspired. Enough talking, on with the story..
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Chapter 5
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Mamoru raced to work. Well the place he thought was work. After that phone call from his secretary, he realised he better go or he might get fired. The last thing he wanted to happen was to make this guy lose his job. Heck, she didn't even know him, yet she felt a strange, warm and comfortable feeling towards the feeling this guy had. The bonus was, they weren't even sick ones. Sure a little testosterone got thrown into the cocktail of his thoughts, but as she soon realised, this guy wasn't that sick compared to other's she had met.
Racing through the footpaths of Tokyo, her thoughts were interrupted, as she looked up- into a pair of curious emerald green eyes.
"Umm. Hey" Said Mamoru, not sure if she knew who the person was.
The woman was curious, and regarded Mamoru with curious, small eyes. "What are you doing here, Mamoru. Shouldn't you be at work"?
Mamoru frowned, why was the woman trying to scold him. " Yeah, I was just going there now"
" Your boss isn't going to be happy" she narrowed her eyes. "Why are you late. You are normally extremely punctual"
"Well I was just going to work, now"
"Well I'll walk with you. I'm going into your direction, anyway" She replied, and moved so that she was standing side by side with Mamoru.
"Well, okay" Mamoru said, reluctantly.
And for the next two minutes, they walked side by side, talking about life in general. She learned all about her, that her name was Victoria and her parents had migrated here from Croatia. With a cheerful smile, and a good conversationalist, she easily won over the friendship of Mamoru.
**
Usagi raced to school, after a little disagreement with her parents and preparing for school had taken it's toll on her. Sure he was a bit highly strung, but in his body, Usagi realised that he was 14 again. A groan came, as he realised what this would mean.
She better not have a boyfriend, he argued, I couldn't deal with dating a guy. It would be bad, especially since I am one.
'Not anymore' His conscience, growled at him.
Another groan came.
It hit hard, one minute he was a guy, a half Japanese guy called Mamoru Chiba and the next he was a girl. One that (after finding out the hard way) was called Usagi. He didn't know what to think. He hadn't thought of anyone besides Serenity…but since… then…
Sadness washed over him as he thought about his lost love, one that he had seen many years ago and hadn't seen since. One that had abandoned him at the alter, one that he had love with all his heart.
You've still got it bad, came a little voice, deep within his heart. It was true, he did have it bad, and the only wish he had, was that somehow, some time, his dearest Serena would come back to him.
*
She arrived to school, late as usual, as she had later found out.
"Miss Tskinuo, late as usual" Her teacher had said as she had slunk down in the nearest chair, cling to a small hope that she wouldn't be noticed.
But the teacher had.
"Detention" she had yelled, as Miss Haruna lost patience with the girl who was always late.
"I'm sorry" Usagi had said, in attempt to make a half-decent apology.
"Sorry" Miss Haruna laughed and turned to the class. " How many people actually believe this?"
No one responded, but by the way they were glaring at their teacher, he had to conclude, almost regretfully that Usagi was well liked -- by everyone.
**
Mamoru sat in his table at work, at least in the table he thought was his. Thank goodness for Victoria, she had shown him where he had work. If he had didn't run into her, Mamoru would have probably either missed work, or just gone to the wrong building.
The oak desk was warm and inviting there were delicate carvings carved all over the side of the rich oak. If you looked carefully, you could see it was one expensive piece of furniture. Mamoru couldn't tell though, after being swapped around in someone's body he didn't even know of and then figuring out it was a guy. It was a bit of a shock to her, confusing her even more. She never had any guy friends, or even hung around with them, much. So she wasn't quite sure what she would do.
Hopefully they won't notice the change, she thoughtfully said to herself; otherwise I'm pretty much in trouble.
A woman came into the room; she wore a smile that seemed like it was permanently plastered to her ears. It was that wide. She smoothed some of her blonde hair over her face, which seemed to be plastered heavily with makeup, a shade too dark. She smiled at Mamoru, and extended her arm to give him a stack of papers, that he assumed he had to do something with.
" Professor Masterson expects these to be done by the end of the day"
He frowned, as he looked at all the paperwork, if he was correct, the paperwork would take him all day to complete. "All this?" he said curiously, gesturing to the papers that his secretary had just given him.
"All of it" she confirmed with a nod. She got ready to leave, but Mamoru stopped her by clearing his throat.
"Yes" she said, turning back towards him.
"Umm" Mamoru began, nervously. "Who are you, again"?
She cast him a weird look. One that an outsider would cast a person who was proven to be mentally insane.
"Your secretary"
"The one that called me up"
"No she was the attendance secretary"
Okay then, Mamoru thought, this is getting more than a bit weird.
She then left, leaving Mamoru looking at the space where she had once been. He looked down at the large stack of papers and groaned. It was going to be a long day.
After sitting there for 10 minutes, not wanting to touch the paper, her conscience gave out and she filled in the forms to the best of her ability.
**
Usagi sat in her seat, school had drowned on for a long time, he had once liked school but today, looking at the board he realised that all the stuff that Miss Haruna was putting up was elementary. He had learnt them when he was in year 10.
"Is there something wrong, Usagi" Miss Haruna asked her, after catching a glimpse of Usagi's confused expression.
"Everything's fine" Usagi choked out. He was still in shock; the whole situation was beginning to sink in.
Miss Haruna raised her eyebrow "Is that so?" she asked.
"Yes" Usagi said, and went back to doing the work.
When it came for time to mark the answers for the Maths test, Miss Haruna's eyes had literally popped out of their sockets as she realised that all Usagi's answers were all right. Her classmates had also looked at her with a weird expression, that he had come to realise was a mixture of shock and disbelief. He had seen it at school when he had aced his physics tests.
"Are you alright? Would you like to go down to sick bay?" Miss Haruna asked, surprised.
Usagi shook her head. "No thankyou. That's alright"
Miss Haruna's eyes as well as some of the people in the class, looked on further in shock. Usagi never passed up an opportunity to get out of class.
Noticing everyone's shocked looks, Usagi went back to her work, then looked up as she still realised that everyone was till looking at her as if she had gone psycho and started killing everyone in the room. Well not quite, she was sure they would be more shocked then that.
***
She is then referred to 'Usagi' when she is doing a particular action. Eg, running. Since Mamoru is in Usagi's body, when he runs everyone sees Usagi, not Mamoru. But when he thinks, it's him thinking not Usagi.
Confusing, I hope not. As this story unfolds, it will become more apparent and the same thing also happens with Mamoru.
I'm also sorry for the delay of this chapter, I haven't been inspired. Enough talking, on with the story..
~ ~ ~ ~
Chapter 5
~ ~ ~
Mamoru raced to work. Well the place he thought was work. After that phone call from his secretary, he realised he better go or he might get fired. The last thing he wanted to happen was to make this guy lose his job. Heck, she didn't even know him, yet she felt a strange, warm and comfortable feeling towards the feeling this guy had. The bonus was, they weren't even sick ones. Sure a little testosterone got thrown into the cocktail of his thoughts, but as she soon realised, this guy wasn't that sick compared to other's she had met.
Racing through the footpaths of Tokyo, her thoughts were interrupted, as she looked up- into a pair of curious emerald green eyes.
"Umm. Hey" Said Mamoru, not sure if she knew who the person was.
The woman was curious, and regarded Mamoru with curious, small eyes. "What are you doing here, Mamoru. Shouldn't you be at work"?
Mamoru frowned, why was the woman trying to scold him. " Yeah, I was just going there now"
" Your boss isn't going to be happy" she narrowed her eyes. "Why are you late. You are normally extremely punctual"
"Well I was just going to work, now"
"Well I'll walk with you. I'm going into your direction, anyway" She replied, and moved so that she was standing side by side with Mamoru.
"Well, okay" Mamoru said, reluctantly.
And for the next two minutes, they walked side by side, talking about life in general. She learned all about her, that her name was Victoria and her parents had migrated here from Croatia. With a cheerful smile, and a good conversationalist, she easily won over the friendship of Mamoru.
**
Usagi raced to school, after a little disagreement with her parents and preparing for school had taken it's toll on her. Sure he was a bit highly strung, but in his body, Usagi realised that he was 14 again. A groan came, as he realised what this would mean.
She better not have a boyfriend, he argued, I couldn't deal with dating a guy. It would be bad, especially since I am one.
'Not anymore' His conscience, growled at him.
Another groan came.
It hit hard, one minute he was a guy, a half Japanese guy called Mamoru Chiba and the next he was a girl. One that (after finding out the hard way) was called Usagi. He didn't know what to think. He hadn't thought of anyone besides Serenity…but since… then…
Sadness washed over him as he thought about his lost love, one that he had seen many years ago and hadn't seen since. One that had abandoned him at the alter, one that he had love with all his heart.
You've still got it bad, came a little voice, deep within his heart. It was true, he did have it bad, and the only wish he had, was that somehow, some time, his dearest Serena would come back to him.
*
She arrived to school, late as usual, as she had later found out.
"Miss Tskinuo, late as usual" Her teacher had said as she had slunk down in the nearest chair, cling to a small hope that she wouldn't be noticed.
But the teacher had.
"Detention" she had yelled, as Miss Haruna lost patience with the girl who was always late.
"I'm sorry" Usagi had said, in attempt to make a half-decent apology.
"Sorry" Miss Haruna laughed and turned to the class. " How many people actually believe this?"
No one responded, but by the way they were glaring at their teacher, he had to conclude, almost regretfully that Usagi was well liked -- by everyone.
**
Mamoru sat in his table at work, at least in the table he thought was his. Thank goodness for Victoria, she had shown him where he had work. If he had didn't run into her, Mamoru would have probably either missed work, or just gone to the wrong building.
The oak desk was warm and inviting there were delicate carvings carved all over the side of the rich oak. If you looked carefully, you could see it was one expensive piece of furniture. Mamoru couldn't tell though, after being swapped around in someone's body he didn't even know of and then figuring out it was a guy. It was a bit of a shock to her, confusing her even more. She never had any guy friends, or even hung around with them, much. So she wasn't quite sure what she would do.
Hopefully they won't notice the change, she thoughtfully said to herself; otherwise I'm pretty much in trouble.
A woman came into the room; she wore a smile that seemed like it was permanently plastered to her ears. It was that wide. She smoothed some of her blonde hair over her face, which seemed to be plastered heavily with makeup, a shade too dark. She smiled at Mamoru, and extended her arm to give him a stack of papers, that he assumed he had to do something with.
" Professor Masterson expects these to be done by the end of the day"
He frowned, as he looked at all the paperwork, if he was correct, the paperwork would take him all day to complete. "All this?" he said curiously, gesturing to the papers that his secretary had just given him.
"All of it" she confirmed with a nod. She got ready to leave, but Mamoru stopped her by clearing his throat.
"Yes" she said, turning back towards him.
"Umm" Mamoru began, nervously. "Who are you, again"?
She cast him a weird look. One that an outsider would cast a person who was proven to be mentally insane.
"Your secretary"
"The one that called me up"
"No she was the attendance secretary"
Okay then, Mamoru thought, this is getting more than a bit weird.
She then left, leaving Mamoru looking at the space where she had once been. He looked down at the large stack of papers and groaned. It was going to be a long day.
After sitting there for 10 minutes, not wanting to touch the paper, her conscience gave out and she filled in the forms to the best of her ability.
**
Usagi sat in her seat, school had drowned on for a long time, he had once liked school but today, looking at the board he realised that all the stuff that Miss Haruna was putting up was elementary. He had learnt them when he was in year 10.
"Is there something wrong, Usagi" Miss Haruna asked her, after catching a glimpse of Usagi's confused expression.
"Everything's fine" Usagi choked out. He was still in shock; the whole situation was beginning to sink in.
Miss Haruna raised her eyebrow "Is that so?" she asked.
"Yes" Usagi said, and went back to doing the work.
When it came for time to mark the answers for the Maths test, Miss Haruna's eyes had literally popped out of their sockets as she realised that all Usagi's answers were all right. Her classmates had also looked at her with a weird expression, that he had come to realise was a mixture of shock and disbelief. He had seen it at school when he had aced his physics tests.
"Are you alright? Would you like to go down to sick bay?" Miss Haruna asked, surprised.
Usagi shook her head. "No thankyou. That's alright"
Miss Haruna's eyes as well as some of the people in the class, looked on further in shock. Usagi never passed up an opportunity to get out of class.
Noticing everyone's shocked looks, Usagi went back to her work, then looked up as she still realised that everyone was till looking at her as if she had gone psycho and started killing everyone in the room. Well not quite, she was sure they would be more shocked then that.
***