A/N: Warning: This chapter contains a small amount of fluff as well as gender confusions. If you are one of those people who begin to experience gender mishaps and confusions, we advise you to stop reading. Fluff should not be swallowed in any way. Side effects include: choking, vomiting, bleeding in the head, and mental breakdowns.
You will also experience little voices talking inside your head and violent Male behaviors. IS THAT CLEAR? NO. NOW PLEASE ENJOY THIS STORY.
Nagihiko Fujisaki's Journal: Read it and I'LL SLICE YOU TO PIECES! I mean it.
I will have my revenge as soon as I escape the stalker-ish chasing girls.
I tried everything: Hiding in corners, sneaking into the boy's restroom only to cause even more panic amongst the boys, and even try to hide at the staircase. Eventually, the fan girls keep chasing me around. Rima Chan has been avoiding me and left the classes five minutes before the bell. Maybe I should have done the same thing to avoid getting run over.
But why do I have so many fan girls? Maybe because I WAS a guardian back at Seiyo.
And who would want to dig long purple haired guys such as myself?
That's right: Everyone. I bet that people would think twice now that I have a feminine side to my looks. Pretty soon, Japanese people would allow gay marriages happen, even in animes. Wait… aren't there such things like that? Oh right… there are:
Guys: Yaoi.
Girls: Yuri.
Why am I writing perverted things in my journal? And why am I even keeping a journal in the first place? Sigh. I'm so messed up.
On the way to Math class:
"It's NAGIHIKO SAMA!"
I poked my head up from beneath the staircase and started to run. I never had been this dilatory in my entire life. Urgh.
Worse of all, the teachers didn't pay attention to their girl students chasing an feminine 17 year old male who still manages to speak like one even through puberty…which is a demented thing.
Note to self: I must ask my mother what she had done to me when I was only an infant. Hopefully not a sex change. OH GOD, PLEASE NOT A SEX CHANGE!
In front of the door to math class:
I slid open the door to find sensei looking at me with a creepy, wicked, eccentric face smacked across his face. The same face that pedophiles use when they see lost innocent children looking for their parents.
"Eermm… Fujisaki Kun, are you planning to change out of that outfit soon?" Sensei tried to hide his sick grin but the glasses he wore couldn't help showing his "pervertedness" by glinting.
Glint. Pervert. Glint. Pervert. Cough. Pervert.
Actually, I had an idea through this, although it was horrific to be back in a dress again and I wanted to get out of it as soon as possible.
"Fujisaki….Kun?" I asked in my "Nadeshiko" voice. The class grew silent.
"Oh, you must be mistaken," I smiled a feminine smile, tilted my head sideways, and waved my hand up and down. "I think you were talking about my twin brother. He's sick, so I'm filling in for today. I'm Fujisaki Nadeshiko, his twin sister. Pleased to meet you." I bowed. I heard a low snort from Rima Chan and a few Wolf whistles from the boys.
"Fujisaki Nadeshiko? Fujisaki Kun never mentioned about a twin sister before, I believe." I glanced over at Rima Chan who was rolling her eyes and giving me a please-you-can't-be-serious face.
"He doesn't talk about me much because I go to Europe often." I said quickly. "May I ask where my twin brother sits?"
"He sits over there." Sensei pointed to my chair next to Rima Chan. "I hope you can catch up with today's lesson."
"Of course, sensei. I can pick studies up very quickly."
Then being the "perfect portrayal" of a "perfect girl" (note that I quoted!), I gave sensei a sickening smile. I could have sworn he blushed. Hmph… perverted teacher. I walked into my chair and sat down. Sighing, I glanced over at Rima who glancing back at me.
"Heh…Nadeshiko, good one." She smiled a sickening cute smile.
"Right, Rima Chaaan." I returned the sickening smile.
God, I better stop using the word sickening. What about frightful?
I returned the frightfully GIRLY smile. There.
It makes more sense considering how disgusted I am for acting as a girl again. If everyone in this world was to know that I am ACTUALLY a male cross-dressing as a female, people won't take me seriously. But actually, it was surprising that Rima Chan understood when she found out. It wasn't very clever of that baka fortune teller to say that "I had the same aura of the previous queen and blah blah blah…" when she knows that Rima Chan was right behind me.
I guess that I wasn't very clever considering that I was still in grade school playing the role of a Jack, and doing my part to try and infiltrate Easter when that Fortune teller suddenly made her trademark appearance with the whole "The Great SAEKI NOBUKO!" booming introduction which would pretty soon make the entire world crumble every time she says it. And I still haven't told Amu Chan about me cross-dressing. Yep, it sucks to be me… right?
Anyway, instead of paying attention to the math lesson of conjunctions and disconjunctions (A/N: I can't help adding that in, I'm currently learning that in school ^0^) which I realized Rima Chan had trouble with, the boys were staring at me with the same scary love-shot eyes that they gave to Rima Chan back at 6th grade. Some were even mopping up the drool that was seeping from the corners of their mouths with their sleeves which is also disgusting. Ugh.
Drama class:
"Instead of handing you scripts of the play in which I'm too lazy to start typing at the moment, we will learn about singing! Isn't that wonderful?" Durama sensei smiled and clasped her hands. The students groaned.
"So, is anyone willing to volunteer to sing for the audience?" Durama sensei asked. The class grew silent again.
Of course, that Yamabuki Saaya girl stood up and leapt from her chair and literally pranced to the giant stage.
"I have a great song that I learned from America because everyone sang it." She bragged and started to sing:
Whooooo liiivveees in a pineapple, under the sea?
Yamabuki Saaya!
Absorbent and yellow and porous is she?
Yamabuki Saaya!
Her nautical nonsense is something you wish…
The students watched her spin around in circles with their mouths hanging open.
"You do realize that she's singing the SpongeBob Squarepants theme song?" I whispered to Rima who was sitting next to me.
"Duh, she's stupid enough to not know that." She rolled her eyes and muttered. "And, why are you writing in that diary of yours?"
BECAUSEI'MANIDIOTWHOSEFEMALESIDEISGETTINGTOME.
(A/N: Nagi says "because I'm an idiot whose female side is getting to me")
"I like to write stuff when I have ideas, Rima Chan." I replied. "And it's not a diary."
"Whatever you say…" She looked suspiciously at me. "But you look suspicious…"
I had to admit that Rima Chan looks so cute when she glares. But her suspicious face is even more adorable. Let's say that I'm also turning into a Tsukiyomi Ikuto for writing such nonsense in my J-O-U-R-N-A-L.
And that Blasted Saaya (Still can't get over my European accent) had finally finished singing the crappy SaayaBob Yamapants theme song in her squeaky tone- deaf voice, and Durama sensei was clapping up a storm and squealing loudly.
"That's wonderful Yamabuki san! Anyone else want to beat her?" Durama sensei scanned the audience. Then she suddenly had her eyes on me. I tried not to sink down my chair. Instead, I could feel blue lines seeping on front of my forehead.
"What about you, Fujisaki San?" She giggled.
Rima Mashiro's Diary: Why the hell do bowling pins remind people of me?
As soon as I heard the hyper sensei ask him, I gave "Fujisaki San" one of those big haha-loser-you-got-called-on grins.
"Good luck pwning that bastard." I mumbled to him. He gave me that ridiculous feminine smile that would easily trick any boy into believing that he was a girl but I can see blue lines stretching down his forehead.
"Thank you, Rima Chan. I really appreciate it." He…SHE, fake smiled.
Then he…SHE stood up, sweeping the dirt of his… HER dress although I didn't see anything but I think that's his... HER behavior when he...SHE'S on his…HER Feminine mode. Damn… it's getting hard to write "her" when I'm referring to him.
So he walked gracefully to the stage and started to mumble something under his breath. Could he be talking to Temari?
Nagihiko Fujisaki's Journal: Read it and I'LL SLICE YOU TO PIECES! I mean it.
"Temari…I think I need you." I mumbled silently.
"But…it's singing!" Whined Temari from her egg that was wiggling in my pocket. "Can't you dance and sing at the same time?"
"Urgh… But you know that I don't like to show off!" I said it in a slightly loud tone.
"Fujisaki San…Anytime now…" Durama sensei said in a confused tone.
"Uh… I'm still thinking of something to sing." I stammered as Temari's high voice shrilled my ears.
"Pleeease Nagihiko? You know that I will disappear if you don't believe in me. And…I'll kiss you on the cheek again. You like that…right?" She asked in a persuasive tone.
Dammit. She knows what I like! That's probably what I would get considering that she is my Shugo chara and all. But a guardian character coming out of your bodies… are those like reproductive systems for kids? Is this also the reason why shugo charas are related to their owners?
Second note to self: Ask Tall Tadase pedophile Tsukasa why the hell eggs come from out from us when we are not cold blooded. .
"Y-Yes…" I mumbled. "But don't tell Rhythm!"
"Alright. But I'll only kiss you if dance for them and for that tiny queen of yours, Rimmmaaaa Chaan." Temari wiggled and I heard an audible poof!
Suddenly, my mouth moved automatically, forming a song in my gentle Nadeshiko voice. (A/N: insert Hana Tegami song here) Since when can I sing?
And to my surprise, I was eventually dancing…with a fan that just poofed out of nowhere. The students and Dorama sensei were staring at me with their jaws wide open as if watermelons were shoved inside them. I had to admit, that the outfit and the dance didn't match at all!
For that…I am substantially embarrassed!
After Drama class:
"I never knew that you could sing…" Rima Chan commented as she slowly walked beside me to the next class.
"I-I can't…Rima Chan." I stammered. "Temari did."
She stopped walking and spun around slowly. "That's what I thought. And you're talking funny. Anything wrong?"
I can hear the little mind of hers saying: I thought you never stammer. I never saw you so awkward.
I ignored it and decided to change the subject.
"So, I realized that you were having trouble with today's math lesson, Rimaa Chaan."
"Actually, no."
"But…I was planning to help you." I felt a smirk spread across my lips.
"No help necessary."
"Really? SO if I were to say that we have a quiz on it tommoro-"
"WHHHAAAATTT??!! THERE'S A QUIZ TOMMOOROW??! I'LL SEE YOU AFTER SCHOOL THEN!" She screamed and ran off.
She's so gullible. Pfft…
P.E: Boy's Locker room
I silently went inside the locker room so that I could grab the spare uniform I always kept inside my locker and change out of this dress. I forgot that I even wore black high heels and my feet were killing me. For that reason, I had about five minutes to sneak into the locker room, get changed and come back out before the other male students came.
I moved quickly to my locker which rests between two rows of lockers and moved the combination.
8, 24, 12, 2, 5. CLICK.
I opened my locker to find the glorious blue plaid shorts, my long knee length white trouser socks and the black uniform shirt with the blue tie. Temari had hatched out of her shell and looked out for any other classmates entering the room while I fumbled with the corset tied around my waist. Who the hell tied this so tight?
2 and a half minutes later:
I finally managed to untie the strings on the corset, slip out of the dress and put on my blue plaid pants. That left me with my bare chest.
As soon as I picked up the uniform shirt and tie, I heard Temari squeak: "Nagihiko! Someone's coming!"
Quickly, I closed my locker and ran to the bathroom which was located on the right. In there, I pulled my uniform shirt on, and adjusted my tie. After catching a glimpse of myself in the mirror, I pulled out the braid and tried to smooth my hair but failed to because my hair ended up in a slight wavy-curly mess. As I was smoothing out the mess… I heard someone outside the locker room shout:
"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS DRESS DOING HERE?!"
I open the door a crack to see Kirishima Kun picking up the dress and Temari floating inside the bathroom.
"Nagihiko, What should we do?" Temari asked, panicking.
"I…DON'T KNOW!" I whispered-yelled to her. "I might as well just tell the truth."
"No! Maybe you should…" Temari grinned, her eyes start to flash. This will make a lot of things complicated, considering the fact that Rhythm is in the royal garden, playing with Daichi and Yoru.
Later:
Poing! BAM!
I burst out of the door, and ran in front of Kirishima Kun who looked up confused.
"Fujisaki…Kun? What's this dress doing here? Where's Fujisaki San? And why is your hair all curly? Waiit…Is that a naginata in your hand? What are you planning, Fujisaki kun?!"
I backed him up against the locker and pointed the naginata towards his face.
"Listen, if you ever think about telling this to the other males in this school, I will slice that scared face of yours. GOTIT?" I threatened through gritted teeth and lowered the Naginata. He whimpered and ran out of the locker room as I jumped to my locker, ripped the dress apart and threw away the evidence.
Poing!
"Nagihiko! You did a great job!" Temari smiled and kissed me on the cheek.
I smiled, unaware of what I just did.
Rima Mashiro's Diary: Why the hell do bowling pins remind people of me?
Ugh. Tutoring. WHY DIDN'T HE TELL ME RIGHT BEFORE CLASS STARTED?! Now I have to go to his home again just to learn all this boring crap while drinking tea.
Nagihiko's tutoring session:
"Rima Chan, That's wrong. Do you want me to go over it again?"
"Fine. But I won't understand it so it's useless." I replied.
"Hmm…" He tapped his chin with his pencil. "Do you still know what conjunctions and disconjunctions are, right?"
"No."
"Conjunctions are expressed by the symbol ^ which means AND,"
"Yawn."
"Disconjunctions are expressed by the symbol v which means the opposite of the conjunctions otherwise known as OR."
"Boring."
"How about this? Let's use P and Q as our two examples. Using P and Q, we're going to make a truth table." He drew a table with three columns.
"For every statement, you must tell me true or false."
"Sounds easy enough."
"Alright. Nagihiko is a crossdresser."
"True." He scribbled T under the column P.
"Rima Chan likes to laugh."
"True." He scribbled another T under the column Q.
"Now, the symbol ^ means that we are going to add the word AND. So, Nagihiko is a crossdresser and Rima Chan likes to laugh. True or false?"
"True." He scribbled another T under the third column labeled P^Q.
"So, the outcome of P^Q is true. Do you get it now?"
"I think so."
"Good. Let's complete the second row."
"Use something different this time." I mumbled.
"Tsukasa is a creepy pedophilic retard that looks like the older version of Tadase, tricks kids into child labor and takes the money from them."
(A/N: In reference to episode 100. I actually pitied Ikuto from stupid Tsukasa)
"True." He pointed to the second row of column P where I scribbled T.
"Kusu Kusu is miserable at doing the Bada-Balance! Gag."
"False. She does it well!" I exclaimed and he chuckled.
"Write F on the second column then." I rolled my eyes and scribbled F on the second column.
"Now combine them together. What do you get?"
"Tsukasa is a creepy pedophilic retard that looks like the older version of Tadase, tricks kids into child labor and takes the money from them and Kusu Kusu is miserable at doing the Bada-Balance! Gag." I mumbled.
"True or false?" I thought for a bit?
"False?" I asked in a low tone.
"What?"
"False?" I raised my voice a bit louder.
"RIMA CHAN GETS IT NOW!" He smiled.
"Let's do the next one!" I screeched.
"The first two rows under column P had true, right? Now the last two rows need to be false. So make up a false statement."
"Hmm… a false statement…" I thought for a moment. "OH! Ikuto sounds like a deceased old man that resurrected into life every time he talks. And, he has man boobs. (A/N: This statement is from my facebook friend who helped me. All credit goes to him! XD)
He started laughing.
"What?" I glared.
"I think 'man boobs' are reference to chest muscles," he replied. "But overall, the old man resurrection thing sounds so true!"
"So it's a true statement?"
"No. It's false, isn't it?"
"But you just said-"
"It's false, Rima Chan."
"Math is not my subject." I mumbled.
"I suspected that." He commented and started to laugh again.
Outside of the big mansion:
"Well, it's getting late so I'll take you home." Nagihiko offered.
"No thank you."
"But, it won't be polite if I let a little girl like you get kidnapped by a pervert and raped so brutally that you would regret me coming after you and end up pregnant the next day." He smirked.
"I'm not little!" I shouted. "And fine!"
So I ended up walking home with him in the sunset. Doesn't it sound pretty romantic? No. I'll kill anyone who declares this moment to be romantic because there is nothing romantic about me walking with him casually to my home.
"Rima Chan?"
"What?"
"Remember that I said that I would have my revenge on you?"
"Yea… I almost gave up on it."
"Well, I didn't." He smirked.
"So what is it?" I rolled my eyes.
"You will see." He smirked again and we both continued to walk in silence.
At the front of my door:
"Thanks…" I mumbled and opened the door.
"My revenge." I turned around.
"What?"
"My revenge…" He smirked and moved closer to me. I shut my eyes tight, scared of what he was going to do next. Is he going to kiss me? Or worse… IS HE GOING TO RAPE ME?! IN FRONT OF MY OWN HOME?!
I felt his warm hand lift my right hand and slip something in one of my fingers.
I opened my eyes to find a single diamond ring on my ring finger then stared back at Fujisaki who was grinning.
"Is this an engagement ring? Because if it is, I won't accept," I replied.
"It isn't but think of it as one." He smirked.
"Why? What are you planning?"
"Remember that day when you mentioned that you dreamt of babies? Well, won't it be funny if you had a dream about us getting married?"
WHAT?!
"W-WHAT?!" I yelped.
"Heh. That's my revenge. Haunting you in your sleep. Aren't I so evil?" he smirked and lifted my hand again, kissing the ring.
"T-That won't happen!" I stammered as I withdrew my hand, and ran inside, locking the door.
Nagihiko Fujisaki's Journal: Read it and I'LL SLICE YOU TO PIECES! I mean it.
I silently chuckled as I walked back home. I don't think Rima Chan would be coming back out to say goodbye. I still haven't forgotten about asking my mother about the sex change thing.
Home:
"Mother? I have to talk to you." I slid open the door, stepped inside the room and sat down across from her. Mother was pouring tea from a tray that strangely had four cups instead of three like usual. (One for mother, one for me, and one for Baaya)
"What is it Nagihiko San?"
"I'm wondering if anything physical had happened to me when I was still a child." I spoke up.
Mother stopped pouring the tea.
"W-where did you hear that?" she looked sternly at me.
"I was just wondering moth-"
"Don't ever talk about that ever again!"
"But mother!" I shouted. "Does this mean that I had a… SEX CHANGE?!"
Mother looked at me with big eyes and let out a small gasp.
I turned my head around and saw the reason why she became surprised.
On the doorway, was a pink haired girl with the same OMG! Shocked face as my mother had.
"NAGIHIKO HAD A SEX CHANGE?! OH MY GOD, I KNEW IT!" Amu screamed and ran off.
Dammit.
A/N: and chapter 6 ish finished, ladies and gentlemen! YAY!
Now please don't begin forming a riot and going "WHY THE HELL DID THE AUTHORESS TAKE SO LONG?!"
It's because I started high school and my little brother keeps preventing me from typing.
Anyway, I mentioned my facebook friend about a few times in the story.
The Ring on the finger part also happened to me and it worked! Surprisingly. But it was a virtual ring and I made a "necklace" out of it.
Heh. That was fun.
But be aware that because of high school, the chapters may delay. So gomen about that. :)
I hope this chapter was worth the wait. Thank you for being patient!
-Keii Chii!~
