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Summary: Yusuke goes on one last training trip with Genkai to China after he gets back from Makai. What happens when he takes a hit to the head and ends up falling into an ordinary-looking pool that turns out to be more than what it looks like. Ranma Parody, please R&R!
Pairings: Yusuke/Keiko is the only clear thing for now. :D Or is it? ;;) Hehe—you'll have to find out! XP
Rating: T for language—just to be safe. :D
Author's Notes: Thank you very, very much to the people who reviewed! I know I'm not allowed to post the thank-you-s here, so I won't, for fear of this story being deleted and your wonderful comments being in vain. Here's the update—honestly, I didn't think I'd have it out so fast, but you've inspired me, so to all my reviewers, thanks! This one's for you. :P XP
By the way, there's a physical description of Yusuke here that you might not appreciate—let me know, okay? I was just putting myself in character here—exactly which part of yourself would you check out if you woke up in a body from the opposite sex? ;D Looking forward to your reviews! XP
Chapter 2
Yusuk—a?
"Oh...oh! No fucking way!"
The girl standing before Genkai shrieked, clutching at her throat as though someone was strangling her. Her eyes bugged out and she splashed wildly about, slipping to her knees on the soft bank as she choked from her own ministrations. Genkai herself was at a loss for words. Surely this couldn't be...?
"Genkai!" the girl shrieked, wild—familiar—brown eyes latching onto her own. "Genkai, what happened to me!"
The tone Genkai recognized—the lilting, melodic voice she did not.
"Yu—" Genkai swallowed, shaking herself and blinking for good measure before squinting closely at the girl. "Yusuke...?" But it couldn't be!
The girl looked at Genkai like she was insane—or being very mean. Still struggling to right herself and only succeeding in slipping further on the bank, she glowered deeply at her.
"Of course, Yusuke! Who did you think I was!"
Genkai stared. As odd as it seemed, who did she think the girl before her was? No, she was nothing close to being a horrifyingly masculine female parody of Yusuke. But there was something about her—something that told Genkai that despite appearances, this was very much her student. It was just that he was in quite a different-looking body now.
If anything, he'd retained his coloring. Silky black hair stuck to the peachy-gold skin over the contours of a surprisingly pretty face, drifting down to stick to her arms and clinging to her torso like seaweed. Like the Yusuke she was familiar with, the face had only one strong feature: the blazing chocolate brown eyes that even in shape resembled almonds, arched black brows lifting over them to an intimidating effect. The nose was straight, but not particularly exceptional, the lips just right. The cheek bones stood out to just the right extent—making the eyes look more deep-set and only enhancing the effect of a hard, tough face.
The rest of her was also like Yusuke in a certain aspect. While not exactly big-boned or powerfully built, her body was far from skinny, being markedly compact and proportioned.
And now that she had managed to pull herself to her feet, she was taking on Yusuke's markedly aggressive stance. A breeze whipped up suddenly—stirred either by some strange occurrence of nature or by the impulsive and random spirit energy that was glowing around the girl like halo of blue light.
Genkai's eyes drifted over the toned muscles on the girl's arms as the wind lifted the dark hair away from the skin, raising the strands into the air around her. She followed the movement of the hair, then the taut planes of the girl's abdomen which were highlighted by the slick coating of moisture, onto—
Genkai, the calm, unshakeable spirit master swallowed hard for the second time that day. She was now thinking of Yusuke as a she—though with those it was hard not to.
"Oy!" "Yusuke" yelled angrily, taking a step forward and sliding again, the aura around her dissipating and the false wind disappearing as cold water hit her in the face. She sputtered, coughing and splashing as sh—he—tried to pull her—himself—to his feet. "What are you staring at! Don't just stand and gawk there, help me!"
"You can't exactly blame her," the guard next to Genkai observed admiringly, his attention too fixed for him to properly answer Yusuke's question. "Those are particularly fine. I would know. I've seen countless young men fall into that pond and none of them have come out with a pair like that."
"What! What are you talking about!"
Yusuke followed the direction of their gazes, angry and more than a little unnerved, his chin dipping down sharply as he tensely regarded his—
Breasts.
Belatedly, he realized how chilled he felt after falling into the pond. Though the sun beat down upon him anew, staving off most of the bite as it hurried to dry his soaked body, several parts of his anatomy were feeling decidedly more uncomfortable. For instance, the tips of his breasts, which were slightly puckered from the cold, water glistening on the dusky pink points of flesh.
I have breasts.
His hands lifted of their own accord, experimentally cupping the soft mounds. A shiver of heat flashed through him and he hastily jerked his hands away as though he'd been burned, his cheeks flushing darkly. He had never felt that way except when he and Keiko were all over each other—and since he'd been the one doing most of the grabbi—er—caressing—he had yet to experience that degree of sensation simply by touching his chest.
Is this what Keiko feels when I do that?
"Genkai," he whispered stupidly, looking up at her with blank, bright eyes. "I have breasts."
"And a good deal more," the guard provided helpfully from beside his pale-faced, silent, and staring spirit master. "If you'll look down where your manhood used to be, you'll find—"
"That's enough!" Genkai snapped sharply, roused from her shocked stupor by the rounding out of Yusuke's eyes. She turned on the guard and visually beat him with censure. "You're not helping!"
"Well I am trying!" the guard shot back defensively. "It doesn't seem to be occurring to him that by falling into the pool he's been turned into a woman, so I'm trying to help him realize it!"
"I've been turned...into a woman..." Yusuke took his words into consideration and looked down, where water still submerged him from the waist onwards. The words were so ludicrous, it seemed, but the very same rationality that insisted he was dreaming also relied on his senses and his intuition. And what he had felt when he'd cupped his breasts—he shivered again—what he still felt from that cupping—as well as his gut intuition, told him that whatever this was, it was definitely not a dream.
If he...if he still had it...it wouldn't be too obvious when it was in cold water. Heck, cold water practically killed it unless he was in the water with Keiko...and even then it gave way to the chill, since he and Keiko never really got down to doing anything.
A hand drifted down into the cool depths of the pond and slowly he placed his hand against the part of him that the zipper of his jeans concealed.
Nothing.
Nil.
"Oh my God," he whispered for the second time that day.
And then he did something that he'd never done in his life before.
Yusuke Urameshi fainted.
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"This is not good," Genkai muttered, crossing her arms over her chest and staring broodingly over at the guard on the opposite side of Yusuke's bed, who had introduced himself as Ling.
"It's very inconvenient, yes," Ling agreed, mopping the cold sweat off of Yusuke's brow thoughtfully. "It's not surprising that he reacted this way—one young man actually had to be restrained when he kept on punching himself to wake himself up."
" 'Inconvenient' is the understatement of the century!" The old woman leaned forward to peer down into Yusuke's now feminine face. "He's engaged to girl back in Japan! How is he supposed to marry her now? Same-sex marriages aren't allowed over there yet!" Frustrated, she flicked a lock away from her student's face with unnecessary force, causing the said person to stir.
"...mmm..." She-Yusuke mumbled, twisting her head to the side as a frown marred her calm features.
"And even if they were," Genkai continued in a much softer voice, her small hand reaching forward again to gently smooth the skin over Yusuke's brow, "how do you think this is going to affect his relationship with her? I wouldn't be happy if I found out my fiancé became a woman!"
"Well, it's not like this is going to be permanent," Ling pacified lamely. Catching the look on her face, he corrected her to a crushing degree. "No—don't get me wrong—the curse isn't going to be broken by time only."
Genkai's elated face fell and she glared at him fiercely. "Clarify what you mean before you go on popping phrases like that!"
"Sorry! Yeesh, you Japs are so touchy!" When this comment earned him an even angrier stare, he raised his hands in front of him protectively. "Hey, calm down, okay? Killing me isn't going to help you bring your student back to the way he was—you'd be lucky if anyone even knew how. There have been rumors over the years of certain cursed people being cured, but we've yet to meet them and the reports are rather sketchy. What I really meant was that there's a way to bring Yusuke back to his original form, but given the proper circumstances he will still turn into a girl."
Genkai nodded, showing she was listening. He's right. I shouldn't be taking out my temper on him—he can help us, and right now there's so much that I need to know. Yusuke's definitely not going to be doing any rational thinking when he wakes up—or, for that matter, any time soon.
Ling gave her an appreciative glance for her pulling it together before going on with his lecture.
"The curse has to do with someone or something being drowned—therefore it's completely associated with water or any other fluid. Even the rumored cure is reported to be a liquid—a blessed spring, if you will. In any case, to bring Yusuke back to his male form, you only have to wet him with hot or boiling water—if you've got enough of it, dunking freshly brewed coffee or anything like that onto his head works too. If he gets hit or covered with any sort of cold liquid, however, he'll turn into a girl again, and so the curse goes."
"I see. So we'll be able to get him back, if only in part until we discover a cure." Genkai nodded again, internalizing and somehow finding herself comforted by this fact. It wasn't exactly great news, but knowing that Yusuke could still revert to the Yusuke she and everyone else knew...although there would be problems. And the possibility of there being no cure...she shook herself, refusing to even consider it. If there was a curse, there would always be something that could break it. They just had to discover exactly what.
"I wouldn't be banking on that cure, Ma'am," Ling advised quietly. "Lots of others have, and it's brought them no good. Those that were happiest just accepted this as their fate and moved on with their lives, choosing to embrace it and simply cope with it."
Genkai smiled for the first time since the incident, a laughing gleam entering her surprisingly clear, sharp eyes.
"Well, you don't know Yusuke. He's never been sensible."
"No," came a soft, cracked voice. If the lashes hadn't been so thick and fan-like, Genkai would have sworn she was looking down into Yusuke the boy's eyes. "No...no, I'm not...aren't I?"
The smirk that accompanied it, however, was definitely Yusuke's.
Further Author's Notes: What do you think? ;D I know, it's still very short, and the next chapter will be, too, but I promise that by Chapter 4 it'll be nice and long—or at least long enough. :D That is, after all, when Yusuke's going to be meeting up with all his other buddies. I'm not sure—I've still got to get down to writing it. :D Bear with me, I know it must be dragging since he's not interacting with many people yet—I just need to set things up a little bit more and then the pulling the farce will be easy. :D Anyway, motivate me, people! XP I really do love having feedback—you guys are crafty ones, aren't you? You just copied and pasted the "I like" in the chapter and put it in your reviews. :D
Anyway, here's me attempting to cheat and go around ruling about posting at the top of the chapters. :D You guys are such babes, it's worth the risk. XP
Kenshin-Battosai: Thank you! XP Um...this chapter is slightly longer...by four paragraphs, hehe! ;P Don't kill me, I promise to make it up to you. :D Mwah! XD
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aya-kun: Wow, you guys are such loyal readers to read everything I post, so yes, I'll update the others soon! ;P I'm glad you really liked it—this chapter isn't as funny (unless you're a bit of a perv...like me...ehehehe... XP ), I think—I dunno. XD I'm not sure if everyone will see the humor, hehe. XP Hope you enjoyed—either way, let me know! ;P
Inari's angel: Bwahaha, they'll regret the day we ever became their fans—look, there goes Yuki!
Yuki: Grrr...it's bad enough I have to change into a rat! Now I have to become a girl?
'Addict: Heehee...probably because you look it... :runs away screaming as Yuki jumps at her with a knife:...:ten minutes later:...:gasp: Finally lost him! Yuki is so touchy these days...anyway, thanks for reviewing! To everyone who wants to read more of our favorite characters getting turned into members of the opposite sex, check out Inari's angel's profile and read "My Life as Ayaa chan" and it's near-twin—my story "Mistaken Identity." Shameless plug, I know—don't kill me. :D
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Yuki: You've got no issues with begging, do you? Now delete that "YUUUKIIII-CHAN!" document on your desktop right now—you're starting to sound like Ayame!