B-A: Now I'm back with another Fanfic and to present meh new beta-reader, LENOALH (on DA she's called 003) Welcome to the B-A crew huggels

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B-A: say something more, you baka.

Athene: What should that be?

B-A: I don't know ;

Athene: -.-'' sick headed idiot

B-A: WHAT DID YOU SAY?

Athene: Glump, Nothing..

B-A: Good…

Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation…. Demo I own the plot in this fic..

A/N: this fic will be a multiplied couple fic.. So I haven't decided the main couple yet. Let us wait and see, but it'll begin with Shu/Hiro and it isn't yaoi O.o… I have turn Shuichi into a girl.

If Shuichi was a girl…
Prologue.

I was sitting in the classroom and waiting for the lesson to begin. I was the first one there. I looked down at the books in front of me. I hadn't done my homework. Instead I had written a song – or I had tried to write one. They always turned out bad. I sighed and closed my eyes, laying my head on the table. Today was going to be a bad day, I could feel it. I sighed again. The classroom doors opened and I looked up to see my best friend and band mate, Hiro. Hiro isn't really his name, just a nickname I gave him. His real name is Nakano Hiroshi. I looked up at him and he smiled at me as he walked over to me. He sat down next to me and kissed my cheek. I blushed and looked up at him.

"Good morning, Shu-chan," he said to me, throwing his arm around my shoulder.

"Morning, Hiro," I answered, and leaned my head against his chest with a sigh. How many times was I going to sigh this morning?

"Slept well, my song bird?" He asked me. I giggled. He always called me funny things, like song bird, but again that's what I am, isn't it?

"Nope, like hell," I answered and frowned. I really did. I got that damn period pain in the middle of the night and then realized I got my monthly. That was really irritating. Why do I have to be a damn girl? A question no one really could answer.

"That's bad. I hope you are energised tonight, cuz we are going to play at a gig tonight" he told me. I groan and hide my head in his shirt. Just perfect. I had hoped I would have the night off tonight, but the world seemed to be against me.

"I'll try to be fresh tonight," I told him and looked up. He smiled down at me and gathered me into a hug. I felt a bit better now than I had before. I have forgotten to tell you guys who I am.

My name is Shindou Shuichi and I'm the main vocalist and keyboard player in Hiro's and my band, Bad Luck. I'm a girl and I'm eighteen years old, almost nineteen. I have always wanted to be like my biggest idol, Sakuma Ryuichi. I have also forgotten to tell that I'm together with Hiro and we had been like that since we were sixteen. My biggest wish is to get my band known and surpassing Sakuma-san and the Nittle Grasper. Hiro is always saying that my dream would come true one day, because I have the most beautiful voice in the world or so he thinks. I hope he is right.

"SHINDOU-SAN, WAKE UP!" someone screamed at me and I realized that the teacher had arrived and typical of me, I had spaced off and hadn't noticed. Why had Hiro not said anything, that baka? Sometimes I just wanted to kill him, but I didn't have the heart to do it. I just loved him too much.

"SHINDOU-SAN, THIS IS THE LAST TIME I AM SAYING THIS. WAAAAAAAKE UP!" my teacher screamed again and I jumped five feet in the air in surprise. How the hell was a teacher able to scream that loud?

"Sorry, sensei," I said, and scratched the back of my head and looked down at the table. I tried to focus on the teacher, but it seemed that my mind had it own way of thinking this morning, so I slowly began to drift off again.

"SHINDOU-SAN! Now I'm going to give you detention for sleeping in my lessons," the teacher told me and I frowned. Just as I had foreseen, this day was going to be so horrible. I rubbed my head and sighed in frustration. This day was going to be a very long day. What more could go wrong now?

"Class, you all have to write an essay about the Second World War(1) and it has to be finished in two weeks," the teacher said and looked around the class. I groaned and slammed my head down onto the table. Just perfect, the topic I didn't know a single thing about. How was I going to make it without failing? I really needed Hiro's help now.

"Class dismissed and Shindou-san you can stay and work on the essay," the teacher told me and my head again planted itself on the table with a groan. I pulled my notebook out of my bag and laid it on the desk and opened it. I took a pencil and stared down at the paper, wishing the essay would write itself. I tried to remember what I knew about the Second World War, nothing. The only thing I knew was about the atom bombs over Nagasaki and Hiroshima. So I began to write that down.

"You can go, Shindou-san," my teacher said, and I stood up and put my things back into my backpack. I really hoped Hiro had waited for me. I ran down the stairs and out of the school. I looked around for Hiro and found him by one of the benches in the schoolyard. As I ran over to him, my skirt was flowing around me, like it had its own mind. Not that I really minded, that's just how skirts are (2).

"Hey Hiro," I shouted and waved at him. He turned his head around and smiled at me.

"Hey Shu-chan," he said and stood up from the bench. When I reached him, I jumped and hugged him with my arms around his neck. He gave a surprised gasp and wrapped his arms around my back and held me close.

"How did the detention go?" he asked and put me down on my feet again.

"Like hell, as always," I said and we began to walk out of the schoolyard.

:)To Be Continued(:

(1): in my class we are also having about the Second World War and it's one of my favorite topics n.n

(2): that's what my skirts do when I wear them… have to pull them down all the time .

B-A: how was this fic? Do ya guys like it?

Athene: they don't like it, cuz you suck…

B-A: THAT'S NOT RIGHT hits Athene with a hammer

Athene: OoOooW that hurt…

B-A: you deserve it, but guys please R/R