Wow! Thanks! The reception was quite amazing! I was expecting the opposite from the Haruka army... but good to know times have changed. Alright! Bro-fists people! Let's get to the second chapter!

OH! MATURE CONTENT up ahead. So no kids here please! haha

The beat was everywhere, you can't escape the heat and the dancing as the dj drops the bass. The next thing he knows, he has been sandwiched between two scantily clad females. Each gyrating their pelvis towards his middle section. Not even sure how to move any more because he was left without space for dancing. The girl in front of him, pushing her buttocks deeper and deeper until he felt-

'Oh my God, this isn't happening! She's going to think I'm a perv.'

The girl noticed Haruka's erection pressing against her back, this time she faced the blonde to pull him down for a deep kiss. Upsetting the other girl in the picture, she slowly backed away and left Haruka with her red-haired friend. After the kiss, her mouth moved towards Haruka's ears-

"Let's go to the men's room..." Her voice silky, needing and wanting. The blonde could only gulp, this was his first time- out as a man. Not quite sure what to do, he just allowed himself to be led to the male comfort room.

Occupying one of the cubicles, the girl pulled Haruka into a deeper kiss, her tongue exploring Haruka's mouth.

"I- I don't even know you're name?" Haruka nervously stated. The girl just laughed.

"I thought most men, didn't want to be bothered with that. But the name's Hikaru."

Haruka felt the world spin as he saw the girl kneel down and unzip his pants. Reaching for his jewels, trailing kisses on his clothed groin, Hikaru managed to pull his brief down but not before giving herself some time to be in awe of how well equipped this young man in front of her was.

Her hands kneaded his thighs; Her fingers were inches from his balls. Haruka let out a gasp when her nails brushed up against his balls. She slowly reached up into his thigh and started to jack him off. Green eyes went wide at how forward this gesture was, but he's not one to complain, he tilted his head back - focusing on the pleasure the girl was oh so willing to give.

While kneeling on the floor, She roughly spreads his legs far apart. The wider the guy's legs are spread, the easier it is for her to get access to the entire package. She then spent some time kissing his thighs, getting closer and closer to his testicles making sure that he could hear the kissing noises, loudly smacking her lips to affect his sense of hearing with erotic sounds. She looked up to see a very perplexed and tense blonde. She smiled. She knows, no matter how hot the blonde is - He's a first-timer.

She hastily placed Haruka's manhood on her mouth, atleast most that she can fit without gagging. She slowly bobbed her head, up and down, getting her hands under him and squeezing his butt. She could hear his breathing getting heavier; She knew he was deeply enjoying his first blowjob.

He began to buck his hips up and down; She stroked the root of his cock with her hands and swallowed his shaft again. Swirling her tongue wildly around the underside of the head of his cock, It drove the blonde mad with desire. He was sweating; She could feel it on his thighs, brushing against her face. He kept groaning and moaning with pleasure as she became more firm with her sucking.

"Hikaru... Oh, Fuck! Hikaru!" the contractions began, and his erection flexed. She focused the muscles of her mouth and tongue intently on the head of his dick while tightening her grip around his balls. Then the explosion came.

Haruka looked down at the mess she created, smiling while panting. Ruffled the girl's hair a bit, trying to calm his heart down. The other girl simply opened the door to the cubicle, without a care in the world, Fixed herself, She turned to look back at Haruka, gave him a wink and just disappeared, leaving a very baffled blonde. Haruka had no time to fix himself before the door to the men's room swung open-

"My oh my, what do we have here?" It was a bald man, in a pink suit.

"IM NOT GAY!" The blonde immediately stated, scared he might be raped.

"No. No. Nothing like that, get decent and we'll talk a bit." The pink-suited one stated.

The fully clothed Haruka now stands next to the Bald man with a pink suit. Wondering if this was a good idea to oblige him.

"I am a spotter for ELITISTA modeling agency, we have many clients across the globe, YSL, CK, Louboutin, Hugo, name it - I think you more than qualify, there's a shortage in male models you know? You're the complete package - Blonde, Tall, Green-eyed and Hung. So give me a call if you're interested."

He took a thin silver box from his pocket and gave Haruka one the cards. Bidding him adieu, he left the men's room only to be greeted by a punch, square on the jaw, he fell on the cold hard floor still feeling the effects of the impact.

"What the fuck man!" Haruka looked at a heavily muscled shorter man, around 5"8', not really sure what has gotten over him.

"Don't ever touch my girl again!" Haruka looked at the apologetic girl behind him, it was Hikaru.

"As far as I'm concerned, she touched me and more." He grinned, although, it was probably the worst idea He ever followed, he managed to chuckle some more until he felt his foot connect his mid-section, winding him. Good thing, he has three of his best mates with him, everyone else backed out when the Kou's came to Haruka's aid. It was all a blur.

It was time to go home. Taiki knew that they had to take Haruka down to the lab to see if any of her ribs were kicked in. Seiya and Yaten, helped with carrying Haruka, placing her in a glass box that looked like an incubator. Taiki punched in a few codes on the infra-red laser keypad, then the laser light show started on Haruka's body. A few beeps were heard and then, the results came in...

"Aha... a fractured rib!" Taiki stated, "Well, that's easy to fix. Get the nano-bots." He nodded at Yaten.

The silver-haired boy went to the farther section of the lab, grabbing a few locked cylinders, he twisted the handle and punched in the codes unti the whole cylinder was released, carefully placing it next to Haruka.

"Seiya, grab the nano-syringe." Taiki commanded to which Seiya obliged. Seiya punctured one part of the cylinder making sure he has just the right amount of silvery liquid on it.

Taiki then placed it on box, punched in a few codes and directions and iserted the syringe on Haruka's sides. The blonde yelped in pain.

30 minutes have passed by and the blonde finally woke, thankful, that he has such dependable friends. He pulled his shirt up and examined his ribs in the mirror, seeing blacks and blues slowly fade into normalcy.

'Nano-bots.' She smiled. She went upstairs to the care-free brothers and gave Taiki a hug.

"Ah, he's awake!" Yaten stated.

"What happened to you bro?" Seiya quizzed.

"A blow job. Boyfriend got mad he kicked my ass." Everyone laughed.

"Well hope you thoroughly enjoy the land of men." Taiki patted his back, remembering something in Haruka's pocket. "You had this in your pocket by the way." He handed it to the blonde.

"Mikhail Kryzt; Elitista Agent." Then she remembered, "He gave me his card and said he wanted me to be a model." She smiled at all three of them.

"Well... thats not a bad idea actually, it can give you're new-found manliness more visibility." Said Seiya with his index finger and thum under his chin.

"He's right. It will just establish you as the man of Tenoh corp." Yaten added.

"But you have to be sure, you're in the meetings atleast twice a week. Ok?" Taiki said, his voice stern.

"I promise Taiki. I am chairman of the board, no matter how young I am. I will sign you up as Co- chairman, so in the times of my absence, I have someone dependable running the show."

"Hey, why Taiki? Why not Yaten or Me?" The black haired boy crossed his arms across his chest, his flared nostrils up in the air.

"Because both of you just follow Taiki's commands, the head of the operation is always Taiki."

"My superiority is just evident." Haruka and Taiki laughed while both boys just sulk in the corner.

Haruka lazily made her way to the modeling agency. Not a bad building, but Kaze Tower is still more advanced than this one. On her left was a photography studio, on the upper floor on her right is a music studios and on the highest floor - The Elitista Modeling agency. It is a good way to establish his gender but at the same time, the activity is just, well- dull. He went there without a need for wearing a suit. He was wearing grey jeans, army boots, a loose black beani, Rayban aviators and a V-neck shirt that exposes his pecs. He made his way to reception and found a petite girl behind the desk,

"Hi... I am here to see Mikhail."

"Everybody's here to see Mik- Oh My..." The girl instantly blushed before him. A bit confused but now, understanding of her new found power against women - He was simply irresistible. She took this opportunity to smile at the blushing girl.

"You think you can maybe, let him know there's someone here to see him? Please?" This time winking at the girl, turning the helpless girl in to mush, as she just nodded vigorously turning red as beets.

"Kryzt-sama, there's a... hot... blonde man here for you." Was what the girl blankly stated. Haruka could only laugh as the girl fumbled with the phone.

"Its not everyday that a hot blonde man visits me. Send him in." Haruka heard through the speaker and just rolled his eyes/

"H-hai!" The poor helpless receptionist said, bowing at Haruka, nearly tripping. The blonde caught her, fortunately for her.

"Relax." Haruka whispered into her ear. "I'll see you in a bit." Haruka winked, leaving the flustered girl behind as he walked towards the agent's office.

He knocked at the agent's door. Surprised at his presence, the bald agent just motioned for him to come in. Eyeing him from head to toe.

"Well, well... look what the cat dragged in... oh those purring little pussies." He laughed at his own joke, looking at the number of dreamy-eyed women behind the blonde man.

"I'm Haruka Tenoh, you gave me a card-"

"Haruka Tenoh? The heir of Tenoh Corp?" He looked at the blonde in disbelief, "Why would you want to be a model? When you can just sit on your mountains of money at home?" He looked at Haruka sideways.

"Why not? A lot of gorgeous women are models..." And with that and a mutual understanding, the agent just smiled and gave him the contract.

"Models are not just ordinary women after all. I am still sad, you don't bat for my team... one can only imagine." Haruka looked at him in feigned disgust to which he just laughed.

"There you go, you are now my agent." Haruka handed the contract back to Mikhail, giving him a lopsided smile.

"And you're my protege, Tenoh-kun." The both gave each other a nod, before Haruka left his office, surprised at the smiles he's currently receiving from the female population. He exited the main office, but remembered one other thing. One other petite-brunette thing. He turned around going back to the front desk. There she was, her name tag said Fujiko Hiroshi.

"Hey, Fujiko-san, what time do you finish?" Green eyes looked at Hazel ones, no will definitely be not an answer.

"Uhm... F-five." She stated looking back and forth at sheets of paper and Haruka.

"2 hours from now... hmm... I can wait. You wanna have dinner somewhere?" She was shocked at the invite but just lightly nodded. Haruka went behind the desk and gave the helpless girl a kiss on the cheek and waved goodbye.

"Ja-ne!" With that he disappeared from her view. Girls started gathering towards the front desk.

"What did you do to get him?" One blue haired girl asked while twirling her hair. The rest just sighed. Leaving a baffled brunette to answer,

"I don't know..."

Haruka woke up the next day in a nearby hotel. A weight pinning down on his left shoulder, looking down he saw a mess of brown hair. His eyes travelling down to the girl's decolletage and focusing on her cleavage. What an enormous gift she has. He slowly pried himself out of the embrace and went for a shower.

Riiiing. Riiiing.

Curses. The girl on the bed stirred form her sleep. Haruka picked up his phone on the bed side table. Giving the smaller girl an apologetic look and a nod.

"Moshi-moshi?"

"Ruka, we need you here at the office."

"I'll be there in 10 minutes."

Haruka then looked at the girl, now sporting a disappointed look. He sat right next to her, kissing her behind the ear, cupping her cheeks and looking directly at the girl's hazel eyes.

"Will you be alright here princess? Just get whatever you want, they'll put it on my account." The girl slowly nodded.

"W-will... Will I see you again?" The brunette asked

'Probably not.' Was the thought that came to the blonde's mind but instead, he just smiled and nodded and stated the old cliche, "I'll call you."

Making her way out of the hotel, she jumps into her sunburst yellow ultra-vintage 1967 Corvette Coupe. 10 minutes was all she needed, having mastered her need for speed. She manages with little effort to beat her own time-frame.

Angry faces greeted her, upset by her presence. She made her to the meeting and took her place at the end of the table. Seiya, Yaten and Taiki beside her.

"Alright, what's the commotion?" The blonde asked.

"They want to increase prices on FLAVIT, which I think is a bad idea. A steady flow on purchases have been accomplished ever since the pill was released for public consumption." Taiki reviewed more of his report papers.

"We only want more profit, people already want to buy it!" Kajiro-san, one of the greediest director in Tenoh Pharmaceuticals, stated.

"And what of, competitors? If they have it already twice cheaper than our quality pill, don't you think people will be more than happy to switch?" Seiya added, this time - looking at the grey-eyed Kajiro staright in the eye. Haruka could only sigh, his parents warned him about Kajiro and his team of greedy old men. Old habits do die hard.

"Alright, I've heard enough! Prices are to be rettained at current Retail Price. Dismissed!" The blonde waved them off, understandingly, not the Kou's. Kajiro stood up from his chair, putting both palms on the table before him.

"You don't know how to run this empire! All you do is hop from one bed to another! What makes you think, you can dictate what's best for the company!" He then pointed his accusive fingers at the now angry Haruka.

"Need I remind you that I own everything. I own your office, your desk, your computer... your salary... your job. Shouldn't you be extra-careful around me? And don't even plan on mutiny because at first sight of it, I will all have you fired and replace you. Or I could just keep The Kou's and Tomoe-san, they're more than enough!" This time, it was Haruka's turn to stand up. Walking closer to the stumpy old man, eyeing him up and down. "So, which way do you want to go Kajiro-san?"

Fully aware of the predicament he got himself in. He bowed to his superior , beads of sweat forming on his temple, "I apologise, Tenoh-sama, I don't know what came over me."

"Everyonce except, The Kou's and Tomoe-san is dismissed."

Souichi Tomoe was the only man, her father mentioned to be trust-worthy, but they never revealed Haruka's real self to him just for extra precaution. Everytime they brainstorm about new products of new marketing sales techniques, it would just be the five of them. Scared that the other board of directors would just snitch on them.

"Alright, we have a new product... we have been testing this for five years. This will be the new wonder of the medical field. I present- The Med-kit Nano-bots." Taiki revealed, his new invention, just to Dr. Tomoe, the other three have been guinea pigs to the Nano-bots, seeing as they always somehow get in trouble.

"Amazing! Are they fully functional?" Tomoe-san asked, with hope in his eyes.

"I have tried it one too many times, it works Tomoe-san!" Haruka stated with glee.

"I would imagine you have, after so many jealous boyfriends attacked you. You're face is still the same." The older gentleman smiled. "So, what are we proposing with these? I am pretty sure every practice in the world would want to attain one?"

"I would have to leave that with Taiki, seeing as this is his baby, I would let him get all the honours." Haruka proudly beamed, slinging one arm on Taiki's shoulder.

"There's no need, without your help, we wouldn't have been able to be anything." The red haired young man knowingly smiled at Haruka.

"Ah, but I insist! But I am taking Seiya with me to Milan, I have a photo shoot for Calvin Klein."

"Alright!" Seiya cheered.

Ring. Ring. Ring.

"Hello?" A husky tired voice answered.

"Hmmm... even your voice alone is enough to melt a man's heart Tenoh-kun.." He could hear the suggestive tone behind a macho voice, he almost instantly threw up.

"I have no plans of melting a man's heart Kryzt, or plans anything to do with a man, full stop." Though his voice was firm, the only response he got was a haughty laughter.

"I kid you, Tenoh-kun, such a shame really. but we have a client-"

"Already? I just had my close-ups taken this afternoon-"

"-and it was magnificent! Calvin Klein wants your face, but more so you're groin, as the front runner for their new line of luxury undergarments."

"Underwear?" He was in disbelief, he was just easing in to the fact that he's doing modeling as a secondary job or what Taiki states, as a hobby.

"Alright, tomorrow then! Private Jet, Milan! Ta-ta!" Click.

"Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh! This is unbelievable!" he threw the phone up in the air, without caring where it would land.

18 hours have passed and Haruka, along with his companion, Seiya touched down at Milan. Stairs were dragged towards the sides of the plane. For an unknown model, Haruka was surely being pampered like a superstar.

"Oh my God, paradise!" Seiya looked at the number of women waiting for them, he mouthed a silent thank you to his friend and praised his lord. Haruka just chuckled.

Both men had all the girl's attention, but more so the blonde. His statuesque figure and pretty boy looks are still a staple desired factors of the opposite sex. They were led to one of the rooms in the mansion, lights were already set up, silver umbrellas on top of the two front lights and in the middle - there was a desk.

"Alright, model's here. Strip off Tenoh-kun!" The female photographer yelled amongst the chaos.

"I beg your pardon?" The blonde couldn't believe he was being used, or his package was being used for shameless advertisement.

"I didn't come here to see you strip man, I just want the ladies!" He hissed at Haruka, trying not to vomit. He covered his face with his palm.

"Do you want our PA's to do it for you or can you manage on your own?" The photographer yelled once more.

"Get out of here man, flirt with the concierge down stairs." Haruka egged Seiya, it was bad enough that he was being forced out of his clothes, let alone have Seiya there and observe him. Seiya just smiled and hastily left the shoot."Alright, here we go then!" Haruka dropped all of his clothes, all that is left hanging is what's between his legs. The room suddenly fell very quiet, one unlucky blonde girl had a task to go near the handsome man, quivering - going weaker and wearker in the knees as she handed Haruka a pair of CK Underwear. The photographer had to gulp down whatever shock came to her system.

"Alright, front and center! Use the desk to show us- uhhh- what you got!"

At first Haruka didn't know what to do, he's practically naked standing in front of a large number of staff and behind him was a desk. 'What am I going to do with a desk? Shit!' Without awareness, he - accidentally posed. Leaning on the desk raising his left leg a bit and stretching his right leg for balance, he got out of the trance he was in-

"Money shot!" The photographer yelled.

"Wait, that was it?" Haruka asked, not knowing if they were just being patronizing.

"No, Honey, thats not it - Claudia!"

The rest happened in slow motion in Haruka's brain, "Claudia!", was all he heard, then comes trudging the best pair of tanned legs in the world that seem to stretch to eternity, followed by a very thin waist line, supple breasts and an alluring face.

"Position yourself between Tenoh-kun, I want a Mrs. Robinson vibe." The photographer instructed.

Claudia Everest was just 38 but to Haruka Tenoh's 23, it might seem a bit controversial. She nodded at the photographers instructions and lightly used her hands to spread Haruka's legs even wider, green eyes looking intently at blue ones, Haruka smiled once she positioned herself between his legs.

"Hi..." The blonde whispered in her ears.

"Hi back... I know about you, Playboy." She replied with a grin.

"Now, who would tell you that?"
"Kryzt. You better be careful around the staff you know." She winked at Haruka, surprised that the gossip mill stretches all the way to Milan.

A few hours and what seems like a thousand flashes later. The photoshoot was concluded, everyone was starting to get out of the room, except for one blonde sexy lady, giving what looks like hush instructions toward the last remaining staff, she closed the door. Moving her way to Haruka in a very feline fashion.

"We don't have much time." Her voice suggestive, she used the desk and bent herself over, hiking her skirt up in the process. Haruka could only gulp. Knowing that the young man would probably be a bit bashful, she gave him a reassuring look - "I just want a quickie."

Haruka unzipped his pants and grabbed the length of sword , playing with the entrance of Claudia's wet and pulsating pussy, using his shaft to stimulate the clit with circular motions and light pressure. He could hear the older woman's moaning against the desk and finally deicided to enter her. He grabbed on to her waist as he allowed himself to go in and out in successive rhythm's, the pacing going faster and faster, her moaning getting louder and louder. He grabbed her left buttocks tighter, pinching the cheek and lightly slapping it, causing a hiss from the older woman. Putting both hands back on the small of the woman's back, his grip firmer on her waist - He maintained a faster pace, going in and out of her, going as deep as the woman's body allowed him, the woman spasmed underneath him as he prepared himself for climax. Knees quivering, tension building, a few contractions and then finally- release.

"Oh... God..." He muttered, kissing the exposed neck of the woman beneath him. He pulled himself out of her, grabbing some Kleenex from one of the PA's shelves, he cleaned himself. His gaze returned to the older woman, giving her a deep yet brief kiss. "You're still hotter than girls my age." Claudia smiled.

"Well, you're definitely hotter than men my age... stick around, my hotel's nearby. Oh, call me when you get bored." She tore a piece of paper from one of the magazines, wrote her number and handed it to Haruka.

"I'm sure I'll get bored tonight..." He winked at her.

Haruka was left there all alone, pondering on how fast-paced his life has become ever since the transformation, trying not to get into the darker aspects of it. He shook himself out of the thought and like a true friend, Seiya went back inside with a smile on his face.

"I heard you banged a supermodel!" All the while, giving a thumbs up to Haruka.

"Is that all you ever care about?" Haruka said, stifling a laugh.

"Well, you probably understand better now that you have the same urges." Seiya patted Haruka's back in jest to which he earned an elbow to the stomach. "Ano- Ruka, can I borrow your hotel room for tonight, I am trying to impress this one chick." He looked at Haruka, pleading.

"Who?" The blonde thought he would have had the concierge in the bag, unless Seiya reached for the stars...

"The photographer..." Haruka's eyes went wide at his statement and just shook his blonde head.

"Fine. Fine. I can go somewhere later. The things I do for friends."

"Yesssuuuu! I love you man! In a non-gay kind of way!" Seiya gave his friend a man-hug and both of them trudged out of the Photoshoot Venue.

Haruka placed his hand in his pocket, searching for a piece of paper. Once retrieved, re unrolled it to reveal its contents. Grabbing his phone, he punched in a few numbers on his mobile and then the show began...

"Hello Claudia?" He could hear her smiling at the other end of the phone. "What's the room number?"

4 months have passed since Michiru discovered that somehow, Haruka is a MAN. A bonafide, well hung MAN. Trying to get her mind across the how's and the why's, her mind just kept blocking it as she sees electronic billboard upon electronic billboard with Haruka and her-his enormous gift. Rubbing her temples, she took another sip of her grape juice in the limousine.

"Kiba-san wanted to meet up with you in the studio, is that alright with you Kaioh-san?" He driver pulled down the glass panel behind the driver seat, confirming with boss before he takes her to the studio, a light nod was all he needed then he went directly to the studio.

They went past the first few floors for Photography and then finally reached the Music studio on the right, something caught her eye. A vision of a rugged looking blonde right before her, using the stairs instead of the escalator or elevator, probably to maintain fitness.

"Haruka!" She yelled out. The blonde's head snapped back at the familiar voice, a smile slowly crept on his face as he made his way hastily to Michiru's side, giving her an unwarranted hug.

"Michiru! How have you been?" He pulled out of the embrace eyeing the smaller girl from head to toe.

"I've been fine. Same old, Michiru." Michiru reached out to grab Haruka's face and noticed hair, a peach fuzz maybe at that point. "You have a beard?" She asked with genuine curiousity. Haruka could only scratch the back of his head, nodding was the only answer he could give.

"Can't talk about it here. If you want we can have coffee-"

"You will do nothing of the sort!" Michiru's manager interjected. "Do you know who this is? He beds everyone as long as they have a vagina!" Michiru and Haruka started laughing at him. Michiru gently grabbed his arm with reassurance.

"We're just friends. Right, Haruka?" Michiru smiled honestly, just like that, whatever hurt Haruka felt - just vanished.

"Yeah, friends." He nodded at Michiru, putting both his hands in his pockets. "What time do you finish?" Green eyes looked up at Michiru.

"I'll be done in 15 minutes, just a few details needed in my new album. Do you mind waiting?" The aqua haired beauty asked, Haruka just shook his head.

'She's still as pretty as I remembered...' Haruka mused, slightly perving at Michiru's tightly fitted skirt, zoning in on the prize, just focusing on Michiru's derriere. Smiling to himself, he noticed Captain John stiffening under his pants. 'Shit! Think of Naked Kryzt!' Immediately it started to get softer.

15 minutes felt like forever to the blonde, but once those few minuted were over and he was greeted by an eager Michiru, it was worth it. He stood up from the step of the staircase and offered his arm to the beautiful blue eyed wonder, which she gladly took and started leading her out of the building.

"So, do you want to go for a quiet walk down the beach?" Haruka asked.

"Ever the romantic, aren't we?" She said with one eyebrow raised.

"All the time." She lightly smacked Haruka's arm for her arrogance. "Let's just go get take-away coffee then head to the beach."

She could only smile at Haruka but no sooner than later, there stood Haruka with two cups of take-away coffee in hand, he leads Michiru to his car. 's-he still looks the same.' Was the last thing that came to her mind. They pulled over by the beach, enjoying the sound of the crashing waves, using their mobile phones for torches, not really sure how long they have been so quiet, breathing heavily she mustered enough courage to start up a conversation,

"So... what's it like being a Bonafide man?" She took a sip from her coffee. Searching green eyes for any sort of discomfort but all she found was honesty.

"Well, if you must ask, its different. Things I used to hide perfectly well, I cannot anymore." The blonde stated chuckling at the suggestive yet honest answer he gave. Earning a light slap on the arm from the beautiful gir, who is now snugly wrapped in his jacket. "What about you, how's the great Kaioh Michiru?" He sneakily placed his hand behind Michiru's back, digger her hand deeper into the sand.

"Same old. Violin. Home. Studio." She said, matter of factly. Which shocked the blonde.

"Really? No boyfriends?" He mused, surely someone coul have at least tried. The aqua haired beauty just shook her head. "That is impossible!" Michiru just giggled at the blonde's amusement.

"Nobody really peaked my interest."

"Has anyone ever?" This time Haruka inched himself closer to Michiru, trying to get a better look at the girl's face.

"There was someone." Michiru now turned her head at the curious blonde.

'was... past tense.' Haruka inwardly sighed, wondering who that might be. Looking at the time, he stood up and offered his hand. "Its getting late, your manager would hate me tomorrow." He pulled Michiru in fluid motion, they stood inches away from each other, he started lowering his head to meet the girl's lips, but centimeters away all he felt was her - palm? Michiru was playfully covering his mouth with her palm, giggling.

"Just what kind of girl do you think I am, playboy Tenoh?" said Michiru, this time with a raised eyebrow and pouted lips.

"I mmph jufff gopp wofp im ba mommeemphhh." He mumbled under his breath. Michiru just laughed.

"Take me home. My place and no you don't get to come in!" She warningly pointed her index finger at Haruka's nose. The blonde only nodded. Slowly making their way to the car. Like a gentleman, he opened the door for Michiru, but before Michiru slipped into the car, she paused turning to face Haruka and gave him a peck on the cheek. Haruka went to the driver's seat and started the car,

"What was it like?" Michiru muttered.

"Hmmmm?" The blonde asked, eyes still fixated on the road.

"Going through what you've gone through?" All this time, she had her eyes examining the features of the blonde's face. Checking for expressions of either discomfort or disdain.

"Well, there were darker days when I felt like I was bodiless. Almost a non-entity. Like I didn't belong anywhere. After my upper body was sculpted and waiting for the finalisation of the reassignment - I felt like I was nothing." He briefly looked at worried blue eyes, "But now I somehow managed to ease into it." He gave Michiru a reassuring smile.

"Somehow, I think you're giving me a brief summary. I hope it was worth it." Michiru absent-mindedly stated, regretting it immediately when she saw a frown creasing the blonde's face.

A few minutes later and they ended up in Michiru's luxury apartment. Haruka pulled right in front of the entrance. Getting out of the car, he opened the door to Michiru's car to let her out, Earning a grateful smile. Once Michiru was out of the car, a few things from her clutch bag fell on the pavement. She bent over and picked them up, giving Haruka another chance to ogle her goodies. 'Whoa!' was all the blonde could think as Michiru moved slowly towards her lipstick, keys, pressed powder, lip gloss and mobile phone. The blonde gulped, he could feel something making its presence known, in a panic he tried his best to hide his hardened tool. At first he placed both his hands in his groin and kept his knees together, but that was too obvious. He leaned on his car putting one foot in front of the other and clasped both his hands together in front of the evident lust in his form.

"H-Haruka?" Michiru didn't even notice how far away he was, she raised her eyebrows at Haruka's sudden distance.

"Uhhh... yeah, see you again Michiru!" The blonde waved hastily not moving from his place. Instead of the retreating form he expected, Michiru actually moved towards him. Eyeing him carefully.

"What's the matter?" She looked even deeper into his green eyes, stepping closer towards him. A bit too close for comfort.

"I... uh... its late. Why don't you go up to your room?" He smiled sheepishly but still remained very unconvincing.

"What are you hiding?" It was a raised eyebrow and a curious pout again, scanning up and down and then she finally notices what the blonde was hiding, "Oh..." She stepped back a bit, trying to process the information as calmy and collected as she can.

"I'm so sorry, I meant no disrespect. You're not that kind of girl- I know. But-" The blonde's hands now in prayer form, asking Michiru for forgiveness. Michiru only giggled.

"How?" Michiru asked.

"Well, you paraded your delectable ass in front of me and then, bam! Just like that." Both of them laughed.

It was quite a scene. Haruka standing there with a hard-on as he laughs with the girl of his dreams. Both hands now in his pockets. Michiru cooly examined Haruka's lower section, just keeping it to herself she thought, 'Oh my God!'. Haruka suddenly moved closer to Michiru, hoping that his game would work.

"Now, you have to help me get rid of this." Mischief definitely in his tone. Michiru just smiled, on a normal day, if it was any other person she would've already pepper-sprayed him in the face. Instead, she stopped Haruka's advances with her palm on the blonde's lips again.

"I don't think so." She laughed. The blonde just stepped away. Taking something from her pocket, she produced a mobile phone and took a photo of Michiru.

"Fine. I would like you to know that I am not taking the coldest shower known to mankind. I would please myself and release myself by looking at the photo I just took." He maniacally laughed, although not being serious. Michiru just laughed.

"You are such an ecchi!" She said in feigned disdain.

"Go! Go now, before I take you without your permission right here on the street." Haruka jested some more. Michiru just nodded still giggling. She went closer to Haruka to give him a goodnight kiss.

"Goodnight pervert!" She lightly slapped Haruka's face and retreated to her apartment. Haruka just looked at the girl vanish into the night. Looking at the photo he took of her, he sighed...

"COLDEST SHOWER KNOWN TO MANKIND..." He has too much respect for Michiru, he can't simply just touch himself while looking at the girl's smiling face. Another sigh.

Defeated and having the bluest balls in Tokyo for the night, he sped off to his mansion. Happy to have somehow reconnected with his first love. The only other person apart from the Kou's who know who he really is.

Her legs were crossed, sitting on her white leather couch, he took a sip of her tea. Still not fully satisfied with the days events.

'What am I doing? I lost the woman I love and gained a man, I might love - and they're the same person.' Confusing is an undestatement. For years, Haruka has always been a big what if for Michiru. What if she didn't listen to the dictates of society? Is it so wrong to love a woman? She even convinced herself to accept the fact that she is a lesbian - but only for Haruka, and now- this; Haruka is a MAN! Quite frankly, she doesn't know what to feel or how to react. All those years, trying to convince herself, she was normal and she is merely infatuated with the blonde. As she got older, she finally accepted that she truly was and probably always will be, in love with Haruka Tenoh. All of her fantasies involving the blonde required the female anatomy and now - Haruka has the biggest penis she has ever seen or heard of.

She could only rub her temples.

"God, this is so strange!" She yelled to no one in particular.

Adjustments, a lot of adjustments...

I am so sleepy, truly. But since I got a lot of reviews, I can't just let this fall into oblivion. I don't think everything should be fine and dandy now that Haruka is a man, when it comes to H&M. I want conflict. I want pain. I want drama! If you noticed the time-frame also back-tracks to some scenes from the first chapter, just to kind of connect them for more fluidity.I tried my best to change all my pronouns when it comes to Haruka, if I missed a few, Pardon me, but its 4am. Reviews, reviews, reviews please madame and monsieur! Don't just lurk, say something. It helps me formulate more ideas for the story.