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Unexpected

Chapter 1: The beginning, Fuuko

It finally came to this.

Years of people calling her tomboy has finally taken its toll on her.

Now they would all see.

2 months worth of vacation had been compensated for attending etiquette school. Not only that, spa club became her frequent hang out and one would often see her in the compound gym. Boutiques and shopping became a habit of her. She would go on all the shops and shop until she drop.

And of course such an effort like this would only result to a fruitful success.

VOILA! Never would they know what hit them.

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The day was clear, sun shy up in the sky and billowy clouds hovered above her as she walked calmly along the pathway. It seemed even the day match her mood today. Nothing would change that. She was certain of that.

As she treaded the path to her school, curious and unabashed glances were thrown at her. Though she did not show any mind to those.

[This is gonna be good.]

She continued her stride aware that as she neared the building more attention were pointed in her direction. When she reached the gate, she stopped as she seemed to look around then walked deliberate to the benches stationed at the side of the building

[Same place! Never change.]

Almost poised to shout her greeting, she caught herself. Instead she made her way to four people hunched in the small area.

Upon reaching them, none of them paid any heed to her. A grin plastered on her face.

In a most sultry voice she could mustered she uttered gleefully, "Good morning, minna!".

Heads turned to her, accompanied by open curiosity.

"So how was your vacation?", she addressed the girl with brown tresses that passed the shoulder and were kept in a stylish pony. "I really like the bracelets and anklets you sent home to me. In fact, I am wearing it right now", stepping her left foot forward she showed the little accessory.

Recognition flickered the other girl's eyes, she stared at her hard then in a shriek near panic she voiced, " FUUKO?!".

The other three guys belonging in the group snapped their heads to the girl who shrieked then also stared hard at her and then almost as if practiced, simultaneously bugged out their eyes and left their mouths hanging.

It was everything she could do not to laugh at their expressions.

Fuuko savored a few more moments. As much as she wanted this not to end, they needed to get to class. And besides, there would be a lot more like this moment.

[Ahh! Life is good!] like a mantra flowed in her head.

"Ah guys, you might want to keep flies off your traps like that. And it s not a pretty sight to be frank." Then with a little more force in her voice said, "Let's get to class."

Not actually waiting for them, she walked away.

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[What the hell is happening?]

[Maybe a vacation back log! Still too fresh from enjoying life to go to school!]

[Or maybe I'm still in a dream! Yeah that would be right! Might as well kiss Yanagi while I'm at it or even …. Argh! She's so hot!]

Recca still could not let passed what had transpired just minutes ago.

He had the shocked of his life when he saw her in a neat ironed uniform, some of her purple hair carefully pulled back with two barnettes in a half pony and the rest of her hair left cascading in her back. She had look more thin and full at the right places. Heck, she even put on a light make up.

For the fourteen years he had grown up with her, he had always considered her as a boy, a friend to play and fight with. So of course, he'd never also thought it was possible for her to look like a girl.

But be damned. He took a furtive glance to where she was sitting a few rows ahead of him, a little to his right.

Fuuko did not look like just a girl. She was great in looking like a girl.

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"Briiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Students frantically ran out of the room as soon as the sound of the bell sounded.

Fuuko walked to Recca's desk then grinned at him. She still remembered how stupid they looked that morning.

"So what do think? Eh?" she posed for an effect.

He did not answer instead he proceeded to the door. They needed to pass by Yanagi's classroom before heading to the cafeteria.

She followed him then prodded, "I did great ne? ne?"

He still kept quiet.

Unfamiliar with a silent Recca, she jokingly crooned, "Cat got your tounge! Ne? owhhh! I'm not that pretty Recca," followed by an overwhelming laugh.

Sigh . He might as well say it. She is his friend after all. "You are. You were pretty before. Now you're much more beautiful."

She flushed at this unexpected comment.

It was good timing that they'd reached Yanagi outside her room.

At the sight of her, Yanagi launched at her and hugged her.

"Fuuko you're so pretty. I'm so proud of you. It is a good thing you decided to show it though a little too late. You're really charming and natural. Wow! What would the guys do?"

"Guys?"

"Of course, you being pretty would draw lot of admirers and suitors. You might be in for a lot of dates from now on."

Hearing where the conversation had gone, Recca butted in, "Ha! Think of what will Domon do to you now you're looking hot and tasty!"

As if being summoned, the ground shook a little as a big guy with a weird hammock hair and distinct nose ring ran towards them.

The guy might have hugged and touched Fuuko but Recca restrained him.

"Do not do that to her anymore. It might look like your harassing her or attacking her if you do that now while she's looking like a girl."

"It does not mean because I changed I can't hurt you for touching me. I am still capable of doing that. You got that!"

"Please", she added applying what she was taught. She knew it was more effective than threatening him. The school did more good to her than she thought it did.

The big guy relented a bit but still wailed a protest on how he could not show his affection to his only beloved.

The others ignored him, used to his theatrics and continued on their way to the cafeteria, with him tailing them.

In the cafeteria, Fuuko was still being stared at. It seemed hard to many of the students to comprehend a known tomboy as her would be able to carry out a preppy look, more so, looked good in doing it.

Recca, Yanagi, Domon and Fuuko made their way to their favorite table. They were a little uncomfortable with the stares directed in their direction but they said nothing and instead tried to ignore them.

"So what happened?", Yanagi began conversationally as she sat down beside Recca.

The group was still short of one person but they were used to it. It was the usual; he would eventually come albeit a little late. They put out their bentos and began eating without him.

"I got bored and stuff. There was nothing else to do without you guys here, ya know."

"Come on, my darling Fuuko, tell us you really did this for me."

"Gah! Dream on! And stop calling me darling or you'll find yourself out of here."

"Ei! Domon quit it! Stop bothering her!"

"But our love.. ."

"I mean it Domon! Stop it! You cant treat her like that anymore!"

"Hey, Recca don't tell me you re going after Fuuko now. She mine and you can't take her."

"What are you talking about you big dumb gorilla!", retorted Recca with a little blush in his cheeks.

"Domon-kun, I agree with Recca. You can't do that anymore. People may come to think of her as easy if you keep on doing things to her like that. You don't want others to think that low of hers, Don't you?"

"Ya! We might have to protect her now and keep jocks off her. "

Fuuko smiled. Things might change a little but eventually everything would fall into place. She was happy her friends accepted her new look. So far they'd given her support and that was all she needed.

Fuuko noticed that Yanagi suddenly seemed to waved to somebody. She turned to the direction and saw who it was.

[Ah there he is at last!]

"Mi-chan! ", she greeted while the other boys grunted a hello.

Mikagami did not bother to reply but sat down beside Yanagi. He began eating and did not even acknowledge them. The conversation continued after.

Fuuko observed him for a couple of seconds, waiting for his feedback about the new look, then she shrugged.

[Should have thought better of it. He is the Freezer boy after all.]

Author's Note: I don't know what to do with my other fic: Fuuko as a princess. I like to upload another chapter but I still don't know what will happen. So please bear with me. I wrote this so you all can tell I'm still writing.

end of chapter 1