The Day That Tea was On Her Period

Yami awoke next to the couch, with the television quite louder than it usually was. He had assumed that he had fallen asleep whilst watching his favorite game show, and fallen off the overused piece of furniture.

UGH, MY HEAD, Yami couldn't help thinking as he stood and surveyed the room in which he was standing. A headache was tearing across the top of his unmanageable hair, and splitting across his temples. The living room remained unchanged from the last time he had seen it: magazines strewn across atop the coffee table in a heap, the floor a mess, leading into the hall into the kitchen, where he planned to take a Tylenol for the pain searing his skull.

It wasn't until he had walked past the opened bathroom door until he realized the horrendous ting that had happened to him.

WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO ME? He thought frantically, jumping into the bathroom and staring into the mirror above the sink, in which the shock of it all caused him to vomit. Yami was not staring at himself, but at the body of a teenage girl. He had a tan, round face with the same round, doe eyes that had once made him swoon over tea. Full chest, and startled by that fact, Yami screamed. His voice was no longer held the same masculine, powerful tone that had once struck fear into the hearts of millions. It was high-pitched and girly.

I HAD BETTER CALL TEA, Yami thought. SHE'LL KNOW WHAT TO DO.

On the car ride home, tea's cell phone (A/N; isn't it weird that they all have these things? surely, at least ONE of them has to not have them?) had rang, and Yumi had told her that it was Yami. Tea, still absorbed in thoughts of, and immense embarrassment because of her forthcoming assistance with Yumi, had merely shrugged it off, hoping that Yami hadn't yet experienced the change, but was merely just checking up on them.

Tea realized just how wrong she was as she came through the door.

There was a tall, full chest, slim-bodied sandy-blonde haired teenager, ( Tea would have guessed about 17.) pacing the living room, which the back door opened right up to, muttering anxiously in a high-pitched voice in nervous anticipation of Tea and Yumi coming home.

"Uuuuuh, Yami?"

"EEEEEEEEEK! Tea, you're HERE! I was so worried! Just look at me! I'm stuck in a girls' body to!"

"Well, at least you're ATTRACTIVE," yumi said, coming out of shock. "I look worse than Joey, that day he lost the bet to Tristan with that hot dog eating contest.

NO ONE COULD LOOK WORSE THAN that, Tea thought, amused. "Well, Yami, we had better find a name for YOU, too. Come on, we'll get one on the way to the mall." OY, I CAN'T BELIEVE WE HAVE TO GO AGAIN!

"Wait, you're leaving me here? I don't know what to do with THESE!" Yumi held up the tampons and pads, with a confused, frightened look on her face.

Tea chuckled. "There are instructions on the back, Yumi," she explained, having just remembered this. Just call if you get confused, my cell will be on. And with that, Tea and Yami strode out the door.

Frantically pacing, Yumi thought, WHAT THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THESE? I CAN'T BELIEVE I FORGOT ALREADY. I GUESS I'LL READ THE INSTRUCTIONS.

Running up to the bathroom Yumi remembered a few things Tea had told her.

With Tea

Tea had just jumped into her car. She felt like crap with her bleeding and all. "Man Yami, I just feel like crap. Being a girl sucks."

Yami was about to get in the car when he noticed a big bloody spot on the seat. He began to open the door but before he could finish, he ran off to the garden behind the house and puked. He soon returned and asked Tea what it was.

It was a bloody spot, about the size of a CD case. The color was crimson red and it appeared to be sticky. Yami looked at it again and ran off to puke once more.

I GUESS YAMI HAS A PROBLEM WITH BLOOD, thought Tea as she pulled out a napkin and some goo gone that she stored in her car. She began wiping up the blood after applying the goo gone. Yami returned, once again, only this time he saw that the blood was almost gone.

I WONDER WHY TEA SAID BEING A GIRL SUCKS, DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH WHY SHE FEELS LIKE CRAP? I HOPE THAT BEING A GIRL HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH BLOOD, Yami thought while inching closer to the car.

Tea looked at him wide eyed and said, "Yumi started her period today. I fear that the same thing will happen to you." HE APPEARS TO BE SHELL SHOCKED. HE HASN'T MOVED OR ANYTHING SINCE I TOLD HIM.

"Tea, does that have to do with what my aibou was carrying in her hands? I don't want to know do I?" Yami grabbed the car for support. He felt dizzy from all of the excitement of the day. "Tea," Yami said in a squeal, "Do you think that we can wait until tomorrow? I feel sick and it's getting late."

"Sure Yami. I should probably help Yumi with that stuff anyway." I HOPE YUMI DIDN'T TRY A TAMPON! FIRST TIME IS AND ALWAYS WILL BE A DOOZY. SHE COULD HURT HERSELF!

Tea ran into the house and dragged Yami with her. DAMN IT! I STILL NEED TO NAME YAMI AND MAKE SURE YUMI DOESN'T KILL HERSELF!