Date: September 1, 2008
When Fuji Yuuta transfers to a boarding school to be closer to the girl he likes, twin brother Fuji Syusuke tries to follow. Unfortunately there are no more boy dorms available.

Gender Bender

Chapter 8
Day and the Life Of…

There was a blur of brown that made its way from point A of the rather long hallway to point B, then up several flights of stairs. Though school was over for the day, the corridors were still pretty crowded, and that blur of brown left behind a lot of confused students wondering just what the heck that was. One of those students happened to be Tezuka Kunimitsu. He had a vague inkling as to who it was. In Shukuen Gakuen, the girls' uniform was mostly brown, and that particular blur had some honey brown to it… not to mention smelled a lot like Fuji apples. Hint.

"That was Fuji-hime." Atobe Keigo informed as he stood next to the tall bespectacled brunet, "And from the looks of things, she's in a hurry."

"Well, mid-term exams are starting soon, so I'm sure she's just preparing for it." Tezuka shrugged.

"But she was carrying a coffee mug with the initials K.T. on them." Atobe observed, "Nothing can escape Ore-sama's insight."

"K.T.?" Tezuka questioned, "Kawamura Takashi?"

"Who?" Atobe blinked.

"Some other freshman in my grade." Tezuka explained.

"I don't care for characters with no roles. Besides, I doubt this commoner Kawa-whatever drinks coffee. It seems more like a sushi name to me." Atobe replied.

"Oh… It could be Kuwahara Jackal from the school council's fundraising team." Tezuka noted.

"I said K.T. not K. J." Atobe corrected.

"It depends on the font. Sometimes the J can look very similar to a T." Tezuka explained.

"Whatever. Let's go check it out." Atobe ordered.

"Spying isn't really my style." Tezuka replied.

"You're such a dull person. No wonder the princess is running off with some K.T." Atobe scoffed.

Tezuka glared, "Fine. Lead the way."

And Atobe Keigo did a mighty fine job leading the way, all the way to the main doors of the student council office. The light haired teen frowned, "Maybe I did see wrong… Maybe it is Kuwahara Jackal… Then again…"

"Kajimoto Takahisa." Tezuka interrupted.

"Say what?" Atobe questioned.

"Kajimoto Takahisa. The student council president." Tezuka informed.

"I know who he is. But… He always seems like a busy person. You know, the type of busy where he's too busy for relationships." Atobe pondered. His thoughts were interrupted as they spotted said student council president and the object of their stalking through the glass windows of the door. And since the two of them were making their way out, Atobe and Tezuka thought it a good time to run off and hide behind a set of lockers.

"I'll be sure to bring this to head teacher." They overheard Fuji declare cheerfully.

"Good work Syu-chan." Kajimoto patted her a top the head to which Fuji's smile brightened even more (if it were possible).

"He called Fuji-hime by her first name!" Atobe furiously whispered, glaring at the pair, "Is this something everyone's trying out? What do you call her?"

"Fuji-san." Tezuka replied simply.

"Dammit. Even though he's student council president, he's abusing his power by taking advantage of a poor innocent girl. He moves fast that guy." Atobe glared.

Tezuka frowned, "Are you suggesting he's taking advantage of Fuji-san's good charitable work for the student body in order to get close to her-"

"And right now he's getting a little too close don't you think?" Atobe questioned.

"Aa."

They watched quietly as Kajimoto turned around and made his way back into the student council room, and from there most likely to his office.

"Where'd the princess go?" Atobe questioned in real confusion.

"I'm right behind you two." One angry looking girl glared.

"Oh! Princess! Your darling knight in shining armour didn't you see you there!" Atobe let out a smooth laugh as he kissed the top of her hand.

"Why are you two following me?" Fuji glared.

"We weren't following you." Tezuka denied, "We were just…"

"… Admiring this very tasteful locker graffiti." Atobe completed the sentence.

"… Oh." Fuji frowned, "Well, I've got to go."

"Where to?" Atobe questioned.

"I need to hand these in to the head teacher." Fuji answered.

"Well, why don't we help you out?" Atobe offered as he tried to make a grab for the large portfolio Fuji was cradling.

"No thanks. I think I can manage this on my own." Fuji smiled and walked away.

"We need to steal that portfolio." Atobe declared, "That way, she'll publicly fail and that bastard Kajimoto will have no choice but to fire her."

"We better hurry." Tezuka replied, "What do you suggest?"

Atobe frowned deep in thought. A second later, he made a grab at a now frightened student. Pulling the student by the collar and shoving him against the lockers, Atobe smirked, "Hey kid. Do you want to make some money?"

"… Yes? Desu."


Fuji Syusuke was making his way to the staff office. He wondered what was so important in this portfolio that his Kajimotousan had to stay up an entire week working on. If he opened it and took a peek, he was sure that his surrogate papa wouldn't be too pleased. Pushing those thoughts out of his mind, he continued on his path resolving that he must deliver the package properly since his Kajimotousan worked so hard on it.

Suddenly he felt the wind knocked out of him. Shaking his head a little to clear up his vision, he looked around to see who ran into him. Fuji gasped. The portfolio was missing! He stood and looked around once more. He could feel his heart drop. This wasn't good. This wasn't good at all.

In the next ten minutes, Fuji would spend them on his knees wondering if perhaps the portfolio had slid under one of the lockers, or perhaps if it made its way hidden in some corner of this hallway. He stood up once more and glanced around. It was gone. The person who bumped into him most likely stole it and- Fuji frowned. He stepped closer to the windows overlooking the soccer field, squinting his eyes as he spotted his Kajimotousan's portfolio in the hands of some scrawny boy. Fuji glared. He was going to kill him.

As he was about to go purchase a gun, two figures caught his attention. It looked like… his Atobe-senpai and Tezuka? Fuji frowned. What where they doing? He watched as the scrawny boy handed the portfolio to the pair before darting off. Fuji glared once more. Heck with that scrawny boy! He had two new targets that needed to be eliminated. In a burst of speed, Fuji darted down the hallway to the nearest flight of stairs.

"YOU TWO!" Fuji shouted, promptly giving both Atobe and Tezuka near heart attacks, "GIVE ME THAT PORTFOLIO!"

Both Atobe and Tezuka exchanged glances before taking off in top speed down the soccer field. Fuji let out a growl and pursued them. At this point, he didn't care that his relationship with Tezuka was now non-existent and that his relationship with Yuuta practically went down the drain as soon as Ann kissed him thinking that he was a she. Right now, all he needed was that portfolio. If there was one person he wasn't going to disappoint in his short time at this school, it was his Kajimotousan.

Fuji scanned the area once more. From the looks of it, it seemed as though Atobe and Tezuka split paths… But which one had the portfolio? Fuji frowned. It was probably his Atobe-senpai, being the guiltless person that he is… Then again, they probably knew that he was expecting that… So Tezuka would have the portfolio? But what if, they expected him to expect the fact that Atobe-senpai being the guiltless person that he is would surely be carrying the portfolio, so he would assume Tezuka was carrying it, which was totally obvious meaning Atobe-senpai was the one with it? Was this still even making any sense?

Thinking didn't matter at the moment. Fuji decided to rely on his instincts and followed the path leading to his Atobe-senpai. He couldn't have gotten that far… Fuji scanned the area once more… where was he hiding?

"You!" Fuji yelled grabbing some scrawny boy by the collar… was that the same scrawny boy? Regardless, Fuji gave the whimpering boy the full deathly and chilling glare from his azure eyes, "Do you know where some jerk with light hair, a mole on his cheek, he's tall, smells kind of like expensive cologne, so kind of gross smelling disappeared to?"

"Uh…" The scrawny boy made a really uncomfortable sound. Fuji glanced down to the small puddle forming under where the boy stood. The boy let out another whimper before croaking, "That way. Desu."

"Thanks!" Fuji gave him his usual cheerful smile, before dashing off.

He was least to say pissed off. He was obviously angry about the fact that Atobe-senpai and Tezuka took the portfolio to begin with. Then there was the sweat that was now starting to pour down his face, and- his make up! He would surely have to touch up his make up after this was all dealt with. Not to mention his knee socks were starting to slip, and his bra was getting really uncomfortable. Did girls have to deal with this kind of torture everyday?

"ATOBE-SENPAI!" Fuji yelled spotting the older boy by that lake he drowned in a few weeks back.

"Oh hello Fuji-hime. Isn't this place beautiful? We met here remember? Ore-sama being as brave as he is, jumped in to save you from a horrible fate." Atobe greeted.

"Cut out the act!" Fuji glared, "I want the portfolio!"

He grabbed his senpai by the arms, twirled him around, and proceeded to pat the older boy's clothing down, feeling for said item.

"As much as I enjoy this, I don't have it." Atobe informed suavely.

"Tezuka has it?" Fuji gasped.

"We expected you to suspect me of having it, but would later change your mind knowing that we expected your suspects, and would then believe Tezuka-kun to have it, however you would think that we already knew this, and that I would have taken it, however we knew you would suspect the expectation of the suspicion leaving the portfolio in the hands of Tezuka-kun." Atobe explained.

"… What?" Fuji blinked.

"Exactly." Atobe smiled, "But since you're here, and I'm here, and we're both alone…"

"ARG!" Fuji cried out pulling out the mechanical pencil he borrowed from Eiji yesterday and forgot to return, "TEZUKA! COME OUT!"

With no response, Fuji brought the mechanical pencil close to his wrist.

"Whoa! Hold on there princess, don't do anything you'll regret!" Atobe tried to calm her down.

"TEZUKA! LAST CHANCE! IF YOU DON'T COME OUT, I'LL CUT MYSELF! I SWEAR I'LL KILL MYSELF!" Fuji shouted at the top of his lungs.

Seconds later, Tezuka emerged from out of a bush with the portfolio at hand.

"Good!" Fuji offered a crazed grin, "Now pass it here!"

What happened next happened in a matter of seconds. As Fuji reached for the portfolio, Atobe took the opportunity to kick the mechanical pencil out of Fuji's hands. Tezuka, noting that Fuji had lost her suicide weapon threw the portfolio towards Atobe. Unfortunately, his aim was a little off (a shame for someone who plays so much tennis) and the trio watched as the portfolio flew as though in slow motion closer and closer towards the lake. Fuji let out a shriek before making a wild leap to catch it. He could feel the material of the portfolio touch his hands… However, his joy was short lived, as the next thing he felt was water.

"Shit! She can't swim!" Atobe informed.

"She can't?" Tezuka gasped.

They watched as the girl in the water began to flail around trying to gasp for air while holding the portfolio in her hands.

"We should have never let our guard down!" Tezuka cursed as he jumped into the lake in attempt to rescue Fuji. However, once he hit the water he realized something… He didn't know how to swim either! And so Atobe took this opportunity to shine as he dove in and grabbed Fuji by the waist, he was about to surface if not for the extra weight of Tezuka dragging him down. Seconds later, the three of them lost consciousness.

Fuji let out a small groan as he woke up. It was really bright and he couldn't really make out the figures in front of him. As his vision cleared, he immediately spotted a guilty looking Tezuka sitting on the hospital bed to his right and a still unconscious Atobe to his left.

"Oh! Look who woke up!" That redheaded nurse Fuji recalled to be Hanamura-sensei cheered. Next to her was a rather pissed off looking Kajimoto Takahisa. Hanamura-sensei smiled, "Now we just have to wait for Atobe-kun to wake up! That'll give us plenty of time to-"

Kajimoto glared as he shoved away all attempts of the school nurse trying to get into his pants. He casually walked over to the drooling Atobe and slapped him awake.

"You three. My office. Now." Kajimoto practically hissed as he walked out of the medical ward.

"What's going on?" Atobe questioned as he looked around groggily.

"We're in deep trouble." Tezuka gulped.

The small office was dark, with the Venetian blinds over the window, open enough to allow just a little bit of light into the room (like in those gangster movies). The atmosphere was a tense and fearful one, even those in watching from the student council office knew better than to question or interrupt what was happening and chose to watch from the safe sidelines.

Kajimoto sighed as he took a seat behind his desk. He covered his face with his hands.

Atobe, Tezuka and Fuji exchanged glances.

They waited as the older boy cleared his throat and glanced up at them with a rather exhausted expression on his face, "Can someone explain to me what happened to this portfolio?" He pulled out the now soaking case.

"It fell into the lake." Tezuka replied.

"Good! Now can someone tell me what happened to this?" Kajimoto asked as he emptied out the wet and mushy contents of the portfolio onto his desk.

"The paper melted." Fuji replied.

"Excellent! But you're half right. It's not just any ordinary papers." Kajimoto explained.

"Is it magic papers?" Atobe asked.

"Are you an idiot?" Kajimoto glared.

"…" Atobe sulked.

"Special papers?" Tezuka wondered.

"Good! Close! These were the midterms head teacher was too lazy to write and decided to take the week off on sick leave to play on the golf course. So I ended up writing the midterms since the rest of the teachers happened to be conveniently busy. And when are midterms?" Kajimoto questioned once more, his voice dead serious.

"Tomorrow." Fuji, Tezuka, and Atobe muttered in unison.

"That's right. Now would you all kindly leave my office? I have a lot of work to do by tomorrow." Kajimoto glared as he dismissed them.

"Well Kajimoto-senpai, we didn't know the midterms were in there! We just didn't want you getting too close to Fuji-hime and-" Atobe began.

"You two were jealous of my Kajimotousan?" Fuji huffed.

"Kajimo… otousan?" Tezuka questioned.

"So… You're not in love with him?" Atobe asked.

"He's like my papa!" Fuji yelled.

"He's too young to be a father! …Right?" Atobe questioned.

"Not my real daddy! But you know! Like a foster father!" Fuji glared.

"SHUT UP!" Kajimoto exploded.

Tezuka, Atobe and Fuji immediately shut their mouths. Even those watching in the student council office didn't dare speak or move. They've never seen the student council president this mad before.

"IS THAT WHY THE MIDTERMS GOT DESTROYED? OVER SOMETHING SO TRIVIAL LIKE THIS?" Kajimoto's eye twitched and his face reddened from anger.

"Love isn't trivia-"

"SHUT UP ATOBE!" Kajimoto growled, "You think you're so great because you family donates a ton of money to the school? Want to know a secret? HUH?! All you donations are shit! Your donations are spent in day spas for my bloody aunt the principal of this damn school! Or at the golf course!"

Atobe practically shrank on the spot.

"AND YOU!" Kajimoto turned his attention on Tezuka, "Don't you DARE think you're privileged! Sure you got into Shukuen on a tennis scholarship. Wow! How special! Your skills in tennis are widely recognized! BY NO ONE! The principal wasn't the one who discovered you. IT WAS ME! I saw your matches, and being the generous idiot that I am, I decided to give you a scholarship! Big mistake that was! And seriously, did you both forget that you're on student council? Atobe-kun, you're the sophomore class rep and I haven't seen you once since the school year started. And Tezuka-kun the freshman class rep, would it kill you to drop that tennis racquet and help out in here once in awhile?"

"Sorry…" Both Atobe and Tezuka murmured.

"WHAT ARE YOU EVEADROPPERS LAUGHING ABOUT?" Kajimoto barked as he turned his attention on those inside the student council office, "WHERE THE BLOODY HECK IS MY VICE PRESIDENT? Oh right! Akutsu Jin got arrested again! HOW THE HELL DID HE WIN THE ELECTIONS? And Sengoku! You're supposed to be in here right now helping me! You're my damn secretary! But all you seem to be doing is playing around with student relations representative Niou Masaharu! Yes you! Don't act all innocent now! When you're not screwing around and playing some sort of gag or prank with Sengoku, you're off trying to flirt with head teacher Yagyuu Hiroshi-sensei who keeps taking vacation or sick leave to play golf! AND WHAT ARE YOU SCRIBBLING? ALWAYS WITH THAT BLOODY NOTEBOOK! You're my treasurer Inui! Take all the data you want on school spending and fund money, but all you care about is gossip and drama! HAVE WE EVEN HAD SCHOOL EVENTS YET? I'm really not sure, because our events director Akutagawa Idiot keeps sleeping! YOU'RE SLEEPING NOW AREN'T YOU! I HOPE YOU'RE HAVING NIGHTMARES OF MY FIST IN YOUR FACE! And you! Eating cake again Marui? Kuwahara Jackal-kun, too busy shaving your head? DO THAT IN THE BATHROOM! Did you ever consider that leaving little entrails of your hair in my student council office is utterly disgusting? YOU'RE THE FUNDRAISING TEAM! RAISE FUNDS!"

Silence.

"Listen, we know we're at fault and stuff… but I do my work from time to time." Sengoku commented.

"Yea… You say I haven't been to any of the meetings, but how about the senior class rep?" Atobe informed.

Kajimoto's eye twitched, "If you haven't noticed, senior class rep Yukimura is off dying somewhere."

"Hey boss! You need to take a chill pill." Niou remarked, "Maybe you should take a break, take a nap or something in the nurse's office-"

"AND WHAT? HAVE THAT REDHEADED WOMAN RAPE ME? Besides, I have too much work to do. Did you all forget I have to rewrite the midterms to three different grades by tomorrow? Or do I have a volunteer who wants to help me?" Kajimoto yelled.

There was silence once more.

"No volunteers? Typical. I'm going to close my office door. If someone dares come in, I will make sure you disappear." Kajimoto warned before slamming the door shut.

"Wow." Niou gasped.

"Yea." Tezuka agreed.

"He really doesn't have time for dating…" Atobe sighed.

"Poor guy, someone should really help him out." Sengoku frowned as everyone in the room nodded their heads in agreement.

To be continued.

Note: Yea, they're all a little out of character. Then again, stress does that to some people. Right? :O Thanks for reading! And thank you to those who review!