To Shy again, depends on the kinds of accidents… *snicker* And the nosebleed thing is a really long time anime joke… unexplained, though… It's one of those many laws of anime. Minerva Solo, well… Manx isn't gonna do that… And thanks, Aphrael, to helping me figure out how to work my ideas in this part.
You know… I just noticed I forgot my disclaimer for Weiss? O.o Not mine. Wish they were, but no. Don't have cash and I'm not trying to get some through this. Sorry.
Sorry, because I'm making them way OOC in this first part, but it was fun anyway. Whee! I love sarcasm! But they get more into character again later on.
Oh and please remember. Ran is the male Fujimiya and Aya is the female Fujimiya. It can get confusing if you're used to Aya being the male one. ^^; I know I was for a while.
Chapter 2It was good that it was still early in the morning and there were no customers lingering around outside, because the yell that came from the apartment known as the Fujimiya residence could very well be heard down in Koneko no Sumu Ie.
"Holy fucking SHIT~!~!!"
"A-aya!!"
Four pairs of wide eyes stared at the younger Fujimiya. Ran's eyes were the widest, She's been hanging around Yohji waaaay too much.
Aya merely stared back… or rather she stared at Omi. "Oh my god!! Omi-nii?!!"
Omi cleared her throat a little, "Um… A-aya-chan. It would be… better if you don't attach 'nii' to my name anymore."
"Th-this is unbelievable!! This is impossible!! This is insane!!"
"And apparently, it still happened," Yohji nodded, leaning back against the wall behind him.
"I could see that, Yohji-nii!" Aya shot at him. "But it's still…" she blinked at Omi more. "Holy shit!! It's way too unbelievable!! It's just too fuc-"
"Ayaaa!" Ran stomped over and clamped a hand over her mouth. He muttered a little, "You are staying away from Yohji from now on."
"I resent that, Aya." Yohji said. He sent a meaningful look at Ken. "He swears around her a lot too."
"Hey!" Ken protested. "I do not!"
"Anyway!" Omi interrupted, a vein popping out of her forehead again. "We've got to keep this a secret from all the customers." She shook her head, rolling her eyes. "I don't think it'll be as easy to explain to them that during my so-called night job, I fell into a vat of sex-changing liquid manufactured by some evil scientist I was trying to do away with."
There was a loud snort. "I think you made a funny, Omi."
"Ken-kun… Shut up…"
"But you did!"
"Do you want me to hit you again?"
"All right! All right! Shutting up…" Ken moped a bit. "Just because you got turned into a girl, you don't have to be aiming your sudden hormone shift at us."
"Ken-kun!!"
Ran had been shooting Omi a look this whole time. He didn't like it when they talked casually about a mission in front of Aya even though she knew about it.
"As I was saying…" Omi said while cracking her knuckles. Ken was glaring at her, muttering about girls not being good best friends. Omi shot him another warning glance and he put up his hands in defeat.
Yohji smirked a bit. "How adorable. Your first lovers' quarrel."
[Thud!]
"Yohji!!" Ken's eyes were wide as he stared up from the floor.
"Yohji-kun!" Omi's cheeks turned quite red.
"Omi-nii?" Aya interrupted this time. "You were saying something?"
"R-right…" Omi turned back to her and continued. "Anyway, I was thinking about it and I figured it would be good if we said I was my cousin from out of town."
"I thought I came up with that idea," Ken frowned.
"Yeah, but you said identical cousin," Yohji raised an amused eyebrow.
"So? It's not that dumb an idea, is it?"
"Honestly, Ken-nii? It kinda is."
Ken sighed. "Are you all against me?!"
Omi rolled her eyes and patted him on the back, "Don't worry, Ken-kun. We all still love you and your dumb ideas."
"This from the very same person who gave me three bruises last night. And a new one barely five minutes ago."
"Well, you deserved them all, baka."
"Yeah… I definitely feel loved."
Aya took a deep breath and let it out. "Okay, that cousin thing sounds good." She suddenly raised an eyebrow. "But you guys are telling Sakura-chan, right?"
"Wh-what?!" Omi yelped.
"She has a right to know, too…" Aya shook her head. "She does help out every now and then. She's even coming over today!"
Sakura still visited them every now and then, if not every day. That final mission against Schwarz had been months ago. Ran and Sakura had tried dating, but for a reason that none of the others had known then, they had ended it. Sakura eventually got over her love for Ran and they were still friends. In fact, she and Aya had become the best of friends over the course of time.
Probably the main reason why Aya was so insistent that the boys tell even Sakura about Omi's dilemma.
"Well, it wouldn't hurt to tell her too," Yohji nodded.
Omi fidgeted.
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Sakura had a slightly similar reaction less than an hour later, minus the profanities.
"W-what?! Omi-kun!! What-!!"
"Shh!" All five of her companions shushed her.
She nodded, but still she blinked at Omi. They were down in the middle of the flower shop, not yet open. Ken and Yohji were seated on chairs, facing the rest of the group, away from the table. Ran was leaning against a wall with his arms crossed. Omi was standing in the middle of the room with Aya and Sakura on either side.
They had told Sakura everything: how it happened, the crazy scientist behind it, and their plans on what to do.
"A-all right," Sakura said softly, nodding. "This isn't so bad. Not at all in fact."
"You know, you're right, Sakura-chan!" Aya suddenly brightened.
"Huh?"
She was just grinning, "About time we had another girl around here! All this testosterone can be frustrating sometimes!"
"Aya!!" Ran held a hand to his forehead.
"She's talking about you," Ken snickered.
Yohji rolled his eyes, "I'm not the one who was bleeding everywhere last night."
"Ken-kun…"
"Why are you just getting mad at me and not Yohji?"
"Maybe because he, or rather she, is attracted to you, Ken-ken."
"What?!"
"I am not!!"
"I've always wanted an older sister!" Aya grinned.
"Aya-chan… Omi's younger than you."
Aya blinked, then smiled even more. "Even better! I have a younger sister now!"
Sakura looked confused for a while. Then she smiled at Aya. "You're right!" she exclaimed as she turned her attention back to Omi. Both girls were grinning at her with a feral look to them.
"Now wait just a minute!" Omi said, eyes widening.
"First things first." Aya shook her head, pointing at Omi's outfit. "You are not working down here, dressed like that!"
Omi blinked, and looked down at her usual T-shirt and shorts. She was even wearing a baseball cap. She looked back up. "What's wrong with this?"
"Aside from the fact that you're dressed in your own clothes that the girls can recognize?" Aya sighed. "You are just screaming tomboy, right now!"
Sakura nodded in fervent agreement. "Right! It's just not good to do that!"
Ken decided he might as well try to defend his best friend, despite all the bruises he had received from said best friend in the past 12 hours. "Um, girls? Omi still is a guy."
"Not with those," Aya said, pointing at Omi's chest. Omi blushed and Ken fought back another nosebleed.
"It's not that big a deal, right?" Omi protested.
"Of course it is!" Sakura shook her head. "If you're gonna be a girl, you've got to dress it too! Aya-chan? Do you still have that blue blouse?"
"The turtleneck one that's too big for me? I think I still have it somewhere… Ooh! It would go really well with that white pleated skirt that we got together!"
"I was thinking that the denim one would be better."
"Hm. You've got a point. And I've got these really cute barrettes. They're blue and they really match Omi-nii's eyes. Or I can let him borrow my blue headband."
"Ooh! The headband would be perfect!"
Three dot-eyed guys and one dot-eyed guy-turned-girl watched speechless as the two started discussing their wardrobes.
"Do you think he's going to fit, though?" Sakura asked.
"Hm, it could be a problem." Aya rubbed her chin a little. She stepped closer, "And I don't think that either of us have a bra in his size."
"Aya~!" Ran cried out, appalled that his sister would talk so casually about bra sizes in public… or at least in front of three guys. Yohji seemed to be enjoying himself… again. Ken was having a hard time blocking out the conversation.
Omi was still a little dot-eyed. "Sakura-chan! Aya-chan! It's okay! I don't really need you to fuss over…" she suddenly yelped. "Kyaa!! Where are you touching?!!"
Sakura shook her head, poking again, "I think you're right Aya-chan."
"Of course, I am!" Aya nodded, poking as well. "None of our own just won't do." She paused a moment, and to everyone's shock, she cupped her hand against Omi's breast.
"A-aya-chan!!" Omi squeaked again.
"Aya!!" Ran scolded for the umpteenth time that morning.
"Three girls molesting each other." Yohji was snickering. "This is fulfilling every straight man's wildest sex fantasy." He grinned and patted Ken on the head. "Enjoy it while you can, Ken-ken."
"Yohji!! This isn't funny!!" Ken yelled, fighting back his nosebleed again.
"Omi… You're a lucky, lucky boy… or girl…"
"Yohji-kun!!" Omi growled, still blushing.
"I can't really tell what size you need, Omi-nii!" Aya turned back to Omi, "We'll need to get your sizes so that we can get you some proper clothes."
"I'll go get the measuring tape!" Sakura offered before bounding out of the room.
"We'll have to do without a bra for today. It's good that the material of that blouse is thick."
"Aya…" Ran interrupted. "Are you sure you want to talk about this with us in the room?"
"Oh it's fine, niichan!" Aya waved him off. "I don't think any of you are actually going to try molesting Omi-nii."
"You don't know them that well then," Omi grumbled.
"First up, we're shopping for bras tomorrow so we'll need to move the shifts around."
"Shopping for bras?!" Omi squeaked.
"I'm back!" Sakura returned, measuring tape in hand.
"Great!" Aya took the tape from her and, to everyone's dismay, very casually looped it around Omi's chest. Omi looked ready to faint.
"Thirty-six!" she announced.
Ran blinked.
Ken fell out of his chair.
Sakura gaped as she listed it down, "Wow! Omi-kun!"
Yohji whistled. "Not bad, Omittchi. You're… gifted."
Omi stared at everyone. "Wh-what? I-it's not that big is it?"
"For a Western girl, maybe it isn't," Aya said idly as she looped the tape around Omi's waist. "For an Asian and with your height? You're… above average."
Ken coughed on the ground. "Way above…"
"Twenty-six!" Aya announced again before bringing the tape around Omi's hips. "Thirty-eight!"
"36-26-38!" Sakura confirmed.
Yohji whistled again. "With those sizes, you'll be fighting the laddies away, Omittchi."
"Yohji-kun!" Omi was blushing way too red.
"Looks like we're using the white skirt after all," Aya said as she put away the tape. "Your hips are too wide for my denim one."
"I-I-I'm…. w-wearing a skirt!?" Omi squeaked.
"Geez… Get used to it, Omi-nii! You're a girl now!"
"I-isn't it uncomfortable?"
"Of course, not, Omi-kun!"
"Now hurry up! We gotta go back upstairs to check if you fit the clothes!"
"What?" Yohji put a hand to his chest as if offended. "You aren't going to dress Omi up down here? We would really have enjoyed the show."
"Fork off, Yohji-nii."
Ran had finally decided to give up scolding her. At least she had the decency to use a similar word instead of actually blaspheming.
Aya and Sakura whirled around Omi and started pushing her towards where the stairs were. Omi had finally realized that there was no use arguing so she just let them lead the way.
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It only took a few minutes. Not very long later, Sakura and Aya reappeared. Sakura cleared her throat to get everyone's attention. The three other members of Weiss looked up.
"And presenting to you all!" Aya grinned, although it almost seemed like there was an evil glint in her eye. "The one and only! The lovely Miss Tsukiyono Omi!"
"Aya-chan! Cut it out!" cried Omi's muffled voice.
There was a moment's pause in which nothing happened.
Sakura blinked and called out. "Omi-kun?"
"I'm not showing myself in these clothes!"
"Omi-nii!" Aya yelled, "You come out here right this instant!"
"NO!"
Sakura sighed. Aya groaned, stomped back and disappeared again. There was the sound of two muffled, slightly angry voices for a moment. Finally, Aya reappeared again, with a female figure in tow.
"There!" she said. She held out her arms and gestured to the girl. "As I said! I am proud to present our lovely Tsukiyono Omi!"
There was dead silence for a moment. Three pairs of wide eyes stared at the figure that was standing before them, fidgeting and looking down and away.
She was dressed in a somewhat fitting sweater-like blouse, long-sleeved with a turtleneck, and a short, white pleated skirt that reached halfway down her thigh. She also wore dark blue socks and a pair of white sneakers, and her hair was brushed through neatly and slightly held back by the very same blue headband Aya was talking about.
Ran's eyes widened. Ken's jaw dropped.
"Omittchi!" Yohji grinned. "You look great!"
Omi looked up a bit, smiling weakly. "Y-you think so? I-I don't know…" She started grabbing at the hem of the skirt, pulling on it a little. "I-I think it's a little too short."
"Of course not!" Sakura shook her head. "It looks perfect on you!"
Aya nodded her agreement. "And you've got the legs to show off anyway!"
Omi was still tugging on the skirt. She turned to the others and asked, "Aya-kun? What do you think?"
Ran shook his head and muttered. "Hn."
"Niichan…" Aya pouted. She did not want her work of art to be treated that way.
Ran let out a sigh and said, "Omi looks good."
"See?" Sakura giggled. "Even Ran-kun thinks so!"
Omi still wasn't convinced. She suspected Ran only said that to get Aya off his back. So instead, she turned to the last occupant of the room and asked, "Ken-kun? What about you?"
Ken blinked once. Twice. He shook his head and picked up his jaw from the floor.
"I… Um… I… Well…" He gaped a little, making his mouth open and close for a while. "W-… wow, Omi… Wow… Y-you… you look…" He swallowed, trying to moisten his dry throat. "You look incredible…"
Omi blinked and actually blushed. "A-arigatou, Ken-kun."
Yohji raised an eyebrow. Sakura and Aya exchanged wide-eyed looks.
Ken suddenly shook his head, and slapped it a little. "Agh! Sorry, Omi! I'm gawking again…" He looked around nervously and said. "A-aren't we supposed to be opening in a bit?"
"O-of course!" Omi agreed when Ran had nodded as well. She hurried to the front of the shop and started making preparations to open.
"Well, I'm off now," Yohji said with a wave. He turned away from them and headed for the front of the shop.
"And where are you off to, mister?" Aya frowned.
"Out. Later!"
"Yohji-nii!" But it was too late. He had already disappeared.
Aya groaned and turned to everyone else. "Sakura-chan and I have to go too."
"Hai! I've got a project for school and Aya-chan offered to help me."
"You guys are going to be fine on your own?"
"Of course, A-aya-chan! Sakura-chan!" Ken was still a little restless. "We're okay."
"Great!" Aya took Sakura's hand and they zipped out together. "We'll see you all later!"
The three who remained watched the two girls leave before continuing with their preparations. It took only a little while longer before they were ready.
"All right." Omi took a deep breath and flipped the 'closed' sign to 'open'. "Here goes."
It was time to face the fangirls.
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This went longer than expected.
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