Change of Body

By: Minuiko

Mm… okay, this is the second chapter I've revised now. XD I'll try to do the rest… btw, this was revised 10/3/05.

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Chapter Two

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Shuuichi's POV (in Inuyasha's body)

Kagome accompanied me to her house, and I didn't object to it. Did her kindness have any limits? I wasn't stupid enough to tell her that I was Shuuichi right after bumping my head; she'd think I was crazy.

After she'd cleaned me up (which I could've done myself, but didn't), she asked me, "Do you want any ramen, Inuyasha?"

I was about to scowl and say that I wasn't Inuyasha, but controlled myself, replying, "No, thanks."

Her eyes widened, as she said, smiling, "You must have hit your head pretty hard, Inuyasha, to refuse ramen."

Huh? Inuyasha liked ramen? I made a mental note to remember this detail should it become useful, not that it was anything important. Wincing from the faint dizziness that still lingered, I told her, "I think I should go now."

She paused uncertainly, then smiled, saying warmly, "Sure. Do you want me to walk with you to the orphanage?"

I felt a slight twinge of guilt. Inuyasha was an orphan? This was news. Now I couldn't hold his rudeness against him. Although he did get on my nerves sometimes. I said slowly, "Er… okay. I guess."

She walked me to a run-down old building where lots of kids were playing. I brightened. I was usually okay with kids, seeing as my younger step-brother Shuuichi, who shared my name for some odd reason, acted like one sometimes. Although the first thing they'd usually ask was why I had such long hair. I said goodbye to Kagome and walked towards the building.

Suddenly, the kids stopped playing and stared at me, wide-eyed and frightened. I was confused; was I so intimidating? I then reached towards them, saying, "What? I'm not gonna hurt you or anything."

Then I chastised myself for acting so out of character. This is Inuyasha's body you're in, remember? He's the worst punk in the school. Rude as hell, smokes in corridors, gets in gang fights… well, maybe I shouldn't believe all the gossip… but he's definitely not like me.

And I added, Plus, it's a given that he's worse than the "much much worser punk of Sariyaski Junior High," Yusuke Urameshi… then again, we're not in middle school anymore. And Yusuke's not that bad of a guy.

I smiled and held out a hand to a rather cute, albeit underfed and dirty, four-year-old boy with long, brown-orange hair tied up in a fluffy ponytail and large jade-green eyes. I smiled and introduced myself first (the poor kid was standing there shaking with fear). "Hey there. I'm Sh - Inuyasha."

Grumbling to myself, I thought, It'll take some getting used to in Inuyasha's body… well, it's not like I have a choice. And truthfully, I don't care if I'm being out of character or not, I act however I please.

The boy's expression changed dramatically, although he stood there for a moment in shock. Grinning, he took my hand, beaming, "I'm Shippou! Nice to meet you!"

Suddenly, an old woman who walked with a steady, almost royal air, came to me, shaking her cane. "Ye had best bring in some wood for the fire." I agreed without hesitation, which seemed to surprise some older kids who were inching closer for the prospect of a fight. Inuyasha would refuse this old woman's wishes?

I thought as I walked to the direction she was pointing, They must really be poor, to be unable to afford a heater. I walked to the woods with an ax already positioned there and began to work. I'd never done this kind of work in my life, but it didn't take much thinking, and no matter where I guided the worn ax, Inuyasha's body, which must have been accustomed to this kind of work, always seemed to exact the blade straight to the center of the logs.

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School

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Inuyasha's POV

Aargh, dizzy… I opened my eyes. I remembered hitting my head on the concrete and Kagome screaming my name… actually, she was more just saying it over and over, but it wasn't as if I was complimentary towards her anyway… I got up. What the— Why was I in school? Wasn't I on the street when I was conscious? Did they take me to the infirmary or something? And (I realized as I hear voices)… why was I surrounded by girls?

A really cute one that I recognized as one of Kagome's friend— smart one, Inuyasha, just which friend are you referring to? The chick has millions of 'em— asked me, "Are you alright, Shuuichi?"

The nerve of her! To call me… wait, Shuuichi? Why Shuuichi, of all people? I looked down at my hands. They were more slender than they used to be, without the calluses… I sniffed at my hair, which, I realized, was now crimson red rather than jet-black. What kind of shampoo did this guy use! He smelled of roses from head to toe, but it was strongest in his hair. Yes, I did figure it out. I was in Shuuichi's body. Lucky me?

I realized that it was crowd of fangirls who were surrounding me. I answered, not bothering to remember just how exactly Shuuichi talked. "I'm fine."

Then a girl said urgently, "We'll get you cleaned up at my house."

Yura countered, "At mine! We could do more than just clean you up, Shuuichi! I swear you'll have a good time," she cooed in my ear in what she must've thought was a sexy voice. It was more husky than sexy to me.

The girls started arguing, and eventually, biting and clawing. I smiled. I think I could get used to this. Shuuichi has it made… hm. I wonder where he is?

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Shuuichi's Apartment

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Inuyasha's POV (in Shuuichi's body)

Instinctively I walked to Shuuichi's apartment. Inside, there was a rather pretty woman who was in her forties. She smiled warmly. "Good, you're back. Listen, could you go up to your stepfather's place and get Shuuichi for me?"

I was confused. Wasn't "I" Shuuichi? Playing along, I said, "Get him yourself."

She looked startled. "Shuuichi... I know you're really busy, but this'll only take a second and your brother needs help."

Ah. Shuuichi's brother, Shuuichi. I sneered, "Why? You're not my mother."

I realized my mistake. I was supposed to be Shuuichi, and this woman happened to be "my" mother. She got up, coughing violently, but still getting up. She said with authority, "You're grounded, young man. Get your brother and then stay in your room until tomorrow. No TV, internet, or video games for two months, is that clear?"

I cowered, saying, "Yes, ma'am."

Going instinctively to another my room after the errand, I muttered, "Bitch . . ."

Then taking a look around, I cursed at how everything was in a proper place. "Shuuichi is such a neat freak!"

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School (again)

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Miroku's POV

I fainted, presumably from the shitload of slaps I had just suffered, and woke up. As usual, my hand went to my hair, to check if it was alright. I didn't look it, but hell yeah, I was a narcissist. Huh? It was spikier than usual. Not good. Or was it? I felt my skin. The sting of girls' slaps were gone. The skin was flawless and smooth.

Suddenly, several girls giggled and came my way. Was it just me, or were they taller than me? "Hey, Hiei! Great job on the race!"

Hiei? Whatabuncha suck-ups… Playing along, I waved, saying happily, "Thank you!"

They screamed, yelling, "Hiei talked! Hiei talked!"

Sighing, I looked at myself in the mirror and suddenly smiled. This wasn't possible, but I was Hiei! I studied the perfect skin, vibrant crimson eyes, and perfectly gelled black hair. I wonder how Hiei could refrain himself from staring at himself in the mirror? This was beautiful, no, this was perfect. I smiled in the mirror. Hm… don't recall that look ever being on his face… I picked up his backpack, groaning. It was heavy! My, his, whoever's, arms, by itself, positioned the backpack at a certain angle on my, his, whatever, back as a natural reaction to the weight, and I walked home with sudden memories of a place I'd never been to before.

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Girl's Locker Room

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Hiei's POV

I groaned and got up. Everyone was so… distant from me, especially girls. I wonder why? My face stung, very much. Was it because of the fall or something? Where was Shuuichi? Yukina? I felt my face. There were five slap marks, deeply imprinted on my cheek. A really annoyingly concerned girl asked me, "Are you okay, Houshi-sama?"

I looked into her chocolate brown eyes. It was one of Inuyasha's friends; her name had a "San" in it or something. I didn't consider such trivial details worth my time.

And why the heck did she call me Houshi-sama! That was, as I recall, Miroku's dumb priest nickname… Another girl said in a high, prissy voice, "Leave that pervert alone, Sango, he's not worth our time!"

I nearly hissed. Pervert? Not worth their time? I've never done anything perverted in my life! Wait. Her name was Sango? I'll try to remember that. Getting out, I told them quietly, "I'm fine."

Yes. I saw it now. I was in Miroku's, the school pervert's, body. As I came out, several more girls slapped me. "That was for this morning!" "And yesterday!" etc . . .

I groaned. How many girls did this guy take on at one time? Then Sango smiled at me. I winced. She said, "C'mon, let's go to my house. You're strong enough to go on that date with me, aren't you?"

I was shocked. Sango was his girlfriend, yet he STILL made moves on other girls? It was mildly disturbing, but then I remembered that this was Miroku. He wouldn't care about whether it was right or not. I wouldn't let her help me walk; my masculinity wouldn't allow for it. When I went out of that, that place I was in, I nearly fainted with shock. WHAT THE HELL WAS HE DOING IN THE GIRL'S LOCKER ROOM?

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.:Tsuzuku:.

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A/N: Good thing that they're smart enough to realize what body they were in. Sorry if it was mostly Shuuichi- based.

5/11/05 A/N: I want to create a new AU story called Crimson Tourniquet, and it'll be about the Tantei in WWII. It's not going to be stupid (I hope not). Although the only reason I wanted to write it was because I wanted to write something where the Tantei meet for the first time, because there are NO stories where they don't know each other. No specific pairing, although there will be slight bits of implied KuramaHiei. General, Action/Adventure. Some angst/death. I don't know if it'll be any good or not, I'm not that good at angst…

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