A/N: My reply to the reviews
Kurikuri: you're welcome...work hard okay?
Cloudia: Thank you for the compliment!ü sorry if this chappie took so long...had a massive case of writer's block...
EviL: how dare you say he-who-must-not-be-named out here in the internet! No smiley for you!
Literary Eagle: hehehe!
Shinoa Yuuki: Yay! I really love hearing from you! I'll surely continue writing this...
Legendary Dream Girl: You love the story? I'm so glad!
Isabeau: ::bows:: I apologize if you were offended by my story line...anyway, I didn't think that this plot was already used lot of times... btw, I thank you for your compliment!
Math Freak: arigatou! Though I didn't know there was a doujinshi like that...
Someone who worked her ass of to complete the outlining for 15 minutes in the test: long name...hahaha...at least those 15 mins. paid off! (Yes! it was outline A! I knew it!) thank you for the never ending support EviL or should I call you "someone"? Whatever...all I know is...I'm going to continue to poison everyone's mind until I control the world! Bwahahaha!
Seichii: thank you!
Mary: Thank you! But like I said earlier I really didn't know that many have already use this story line...to tell you the truth the original concept was that Hisoka and Tsuzuki accidentally drinks Watari's potion and their powers get switched or something like that...it was EVIL who suggested that Hisoka should turn into a girl and the rest is history...
So what? It's only a bra...
By: dreameaterishungry
Watari stood, gaping at a now "different", not to mention attractive, Hisoka. Hisoka's hair had grown to be long beautiful sun-kissed golden locks that reached to his waist. His eyes have stayed emerald, yet, they seem to give off an angelic yet foxy gaze. And his lips had become luscious and more enticing. His complexion had turned from milky white to a soft hue cream with a tinge of ivory. And that's just his face we're talking about. Hisoka was truly a breath-taking sight.
But it seems that not everyone appreciates such beauty...
"Watari!" Hisoka, wait, scratch that, MS. Hisoka exclaimed, trying to control his rising anger, "What in heaven's name have you done to me?!"
Watari snapped out of his gawking. "Um...well... you see..." Watari stuttered, searching his mind for a compelling excuse. Instead, he just gave a nervous laugh in response.
Hisoka placed his hands on his hips, tapping his foot in impatience. "Well...?" he demanded. Suddenly, Hisoka's emerald orbs widened. "Oh no, oh god," he whispered, his tone rising with each succeeding word, "don't tell me that I placed my hands on my hips and tapped my foot...like a girl would..."
"Actually Bon..." Watari squeaked nervously, "you just did..."
"I swear, Watari," Hisoka exclaimed, his eyes flaming in rage, "if you don't fix this mess right now I'll..." His voice trailed off as they were interrupted when they heard a soft yet audible crash topped off with a faint gasp.
If it was possible for one's eyes to widen as big as saucers, then one can say that, that was how Hisoka's eyes had looked like just right about that moment.
Watari spun around, only to see Wakaba, gaping and standing at the doorway, her hand frozen in midair. Not to mention, a broken coffee mug with its contents slowly making a mess across the floor.
"Umm...I..." she stammered, unable to register in her mind the sight that lay before her. "OMG..." Wakaba thought, "OMG... Is that Hisoka? OMG..."
"I'll...I'll just be leaving" she finally said, breaking the tension in the room.
"Wait..." Watari called, "don't go...Bon and I need your help Wakaba..."
"What?" she replied, puzzled at Watari's words.
"Well, you see..." Watari coughed before continuing, "now that Bon here is a girl...we might need someone... to...you know..." Watari's voice trailed off as he searched for the right words to say.
"To you know...what?" Wakaba replied.
Watari brightened up as he found the words he was looking for. "To you know... GUIDE him about femininity...about being a girl... I mean, come on, we can't just leave Hisoka like this," he motioned to Hisoka, "no experience what-so-ever with being a girl...underdressed...looking terribly hot... not to mention, within reach of our single co-workers... who, though may be, ahem, gentlemen, also have a, ahem, hidden craving for lust.
"Stop it!" Hisoka exclaimed, his cheeks turning a brilliant shade of red.
Wakaba couldn't help but giggle. Watari had a point. Every guy had a hidden thirst for lust and pleasure in them, no matter how much a gentleman they are.
"Alright, I'll help," she replied without hesitation.
"Arigato, Wakaba-chan," Hisoka thanked, "this wouldn't have happened in the first place if a certain someone here didn't carelessly leave his experiment lying around," purposely emphasized "someone" in his sentence.
"Anyway, first's things first," Wakaba said, "now that Hisoka-chan is a girl that means, he, I mean, she, has to wear proper clothing..."
"But I don't have any girly clothes," Hisoka interjected. "Duh, that's a bit obvious. Before today I was 100 man..." he thought to himself, "okay, so maybe I'm a gay but I'm still physically a guy ..."
"That is a problem..." Wakaba murmured. Then, she brightened up in realization. "I know!" she exclaimed, "you can borrow first my clothes, then we'll get you some in Chijou later!"
"Sounds like a plan..." Watari exclaimed, "how about you Bon, what do you think?"
"Um...It's fine...as long as Wakaba is okay with me borrowing her clothes..." Hisoka replied, unsure.
"It's really no problem, "Wakaba assured him, "let's go to my place and we'll see if we can find you something appropriate to wear, okay?"
Watari and Hisoka both nodded their heads and headed to Wakaba's apartment.
When they got there, Hisoka and Watari gasped. Wakaba's apartment was neat yet beautifully furnished. Wakaba had good taste and the pieces of furniture seemed to blend into one beautiful painting; it was more of a dream home than an ordinary apartment.
"It's kinda small, but anyway, make yourselves at home..." she said as she headed to the kitchen.
Watari and Hisoka seated themselves on the couch, still admiring Wakaba's apartment.
Her head popped out from the kitchen. "Would you guys like something to eat or drink?" she asked.
"No thank you, Wakaba," both men replied politely.
"Well, in that case," she said as she emerged form the kitchen, "we better dress you up Hisoka-chan." She motioned Hisoka to follow her.
Watari had only been waiting for a few minutes when he heard a loud shriek come from the direction Wakaba and Hisoka went. He immediately went to panic mode but stopped in his tracks when he heard Hisoka exclaim.
"I am not going to wear that!" he cried.
Watari followed Bon's voice and pressed his ear to the mahogany door where Hisoka's voice seemed to come from.
"What's the matter, Hisoka-chan?" Watari heard Wakaba reason, "it's only a bra..."