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CHAPTER 5: Checking Out

Watching yourself naked in the mirror is one thing. Watching yourself stark naked in someone else's body is another thing.

This is probably the weirdest thing I have ever done in my entire life.

It's six in the morning (I checked before entering the bathroom). The morning sun still shows no sign of showing itself. At this very moment, I am standing in front of the full length mirror hanging on the bathroom, completely naked from top to bottom with my hospital gown in a lump on the floor beside me.

I have never seen a completely naked full grown man before and now, right in front of the mirror is a first class view of a naked man. Call me a pervert or a sick-o but if you're in my situation where you're suddenly in a body that doesn't belongs to you, curiosity on how you look like in your new body will grow on you. Therefore, when the opportunity to check out your body presents itself, you simply have to grab it.

First, I study my face. My violet hair is now replaced with messy, shoulder length, caramel coloured hair. My large pupils now are a beautiful shade of emerald. A masculine nose and high cheekbones is now apparent on my face. My fingers make its way to my soft, smooth surface of my new face. To be honest, I am (or Lee is) pretty good-looking if you can overlook the dark beard shadow.

Pushing my hair away from my eye sight, I notice a huge nasty scar which is now an ugly shade of brownish-black across my forehead. Signs of the wound being sewn shut is visible. I press a finger lightly on the scar and a slight pain shoots through my head. Seems like it's not completely healed yet. I drop my hand, letting my hair fall over my forehead, hiding the scare from view.

My gaze freezes at my now flat chest. To be honest, it's not exactly flat. I press my hand against my hairless, muscular chest (okay, I know its Lee's but now is a totally different situation). It's hard, firm, solid muscles. Flexing my arm, I stare wide-eyed at my bulging bicep. Wow. The length of my bicep can actually compete with Cyborg's.

Before I can admire my well-built biceps further, my eyes catch hold of something that immediately plaster a look of disgust on my face.

Thick, bushy underarm hair.

Suddenly, my biceps seem less admirable already. I mean, just look at the amount of underarm hair I have now! Oh my God. It's the most revolting sight I have ever seen. I never thought much when I see male models poses with their arm over their head, leaving their underarm hair completely exposed as though it's their pride and joy.

But now, I feel like shaving the whole bushy lot off. I want to get rid off it. I don't care, I am going to buy myself a shaver first thing I leave this damn hospital.

Dropping my hand to my side, I go back to studying my body again. Okaay, I have six packs now. It figures, this guy must have done intensive work-up. I pat on my stomach. However, the six-packs are not the kind you see on those world body builders which are more well-defined. Another thing I notice is the trail of silkier line of hair beneath my navel. My eyes follow the trail all the way- Shit.

Big mistake.

My head instantly shot up towards the ceiling, all of a sudden breathing seems to be a difficulty. Two hot spots are burning on my cheeks. Suddenly, I feel like one of those pervert who is caught doing something dirty. I just caught a glimpse of my…thing. It's so alive, long and…big. Oh my God, it's the longest and biggest thing I have ever seen. And that thing (I can't bring myself to say the actual word) is now a part of me now!

Someone just kill me right now.

Deciding that I have enough 'checking out' in front of the mirror, I creep away from the mirror, step into the shower room and bath. The cold water blast out from the shower head and hit my exposed skin, causing me to jump back at the sudden coldness. Cursing silently, I leap out of the shower, dash pass the mirror, making sure not to look into it on the way, hit the switch of the heater and dash right back into the shower.

Standing below the shower head, I let warm water flow down every part of my body. I rip open the wrapper of the soap, drop the soap into my wet palm and begin lathering my body like a war veteran proudly shining up his medal. Round and round in little circles, clockwise and anti-clockwise, making my way from the top to the bottom.

As I reach my navel, I stop. The thought of my hand near there is enough to put me off. I place the soap onto the soap dispenser, not bothering to lather the lower part of my body anymore. After washing away the soap from my body, I drop some shampoo onto my hair and start scrubbing my scalp until a thick, big wig of bubbles begin to form on my head.

Burying my head under the shower, the soapy sea of bubbles slowly leaves my hair, making its way down my face, onto my back. I sigh, closing my eyes, enjoying the sensation. I think I could just stay here forever. The warm, soothing water continue to run over my body until the skin on my fingers turn rough and wrinkly.

Finally, I turn off the tap to the shower and dry myself with a tower before tossing on the dry clothes hanging by the doorknob. Wrapping a towel around my head, I unlock the bathroom door only to be greeted by the nurse from just now who jumps in surprise.

"Oh, Lee-san!" she squeaks nervously. "H-How was your bath?"

"Great," I answer honestly with a smile. Truthfully, the bath was the only best thing that happened to me throughout this whole complicated mess.

"A-ah, I'm glad," she returns the smile. "I've just replaced your bed sheet, blanket and pillowcase!" she gestures towards my hospital bed- a fresh set of blanket is folded neatly above a clean pillow.

"Thanks," I walk towards the window, pull open the curtain and stare out. The sky is now a beautiful shade of orange and yellow. The sun is making its way out behind the green hills afar. I look down below me and realise the large field which was once filled with screaming fans yesterday is now empty except for two workers who are busy sweeping away the trash littered on the road.

"Uh, is there anything else that you want?" the nurse asks nervously behind me.

Yeah, I want my body back. "Maybe, if you guys serve waffles for breakfast."

"A-a-ah? Waffles? O-Of course! I'll get them for you!" she sounds surprise that someone like Lee eats waffles (Sushi isn't the only food Japanese people consume, right?). I feel her finger tapping on my shoulder, "Uh, Lee-san. Under doctor's order, you should rest in bed with the wirings attached."

I turn away from the window and walk towards my bed instead of giving a reply. The moment I am sitting in a comfortable position on my bed, the nurse attaches the wirings with shaking hands. I look away from her to let her carry out her job without making her even more nervous than before. Finally, she gives me a quick bow and I bow back awkwardly before leaving the room.

Great, now what?

I don't plan to wait here and bore myself to death. My gaze fell onto the phone. I guess it won't hurt if I try one more time. Just one more time, I tell myself. I redial the number. Unfortunately, this time my call didn't seem to make it through the tower. I got a feeling they have already block out this number, preventing me from bothering them. Disappointed, I put down the phone.

Right beside the phone is a small black remote. Without even thinking, I grab the remote off the table and flick on the plasma TV in front of me. Might as well watch something and pass the time. I scan through the channels.

Click! A boy and a girl hands wrap around each other, lips inches away. Boring.

Click! Wide-eyed anime characters with colourful hairs. Yawn.

Click! A commercial on girls with big boobs promoting F cup cookies. Fake.

Click! Spongebob Squarepants is up next. Something only Beast Boy would watch.

Click! My thumb freezes above the button as Super Twinkle Donkey Gum** commercial pops on the TV screen. Dropping my hand onto my lap, I stare at the screen, watching myself as Raven blowing the bubble gum in my usual deadpan expression, later joined in by a ridiculous looking donkey. Usually, I'd die of embarrassment just from watching this stupid commercial (Beast Boy and Cyborg never stops laughing and teasing me whenever the commercial jumps onto the television screen. God knows why I even agreed to promote that piece of gum. At least it pays well.) but now, I feel like jumping into the screen straight into the body that was once mine.

My mind seems to have wandered elsewhere because the moment I shift my attention back onto the TV, the STDG (short for Super Twinkle Donkey Gum) commercial is already replaced with another commercial on hair gel. Sighing, I continue flicking through the channels.

Click! Click! Click! Click!

Giving up, I drop my remote onto my lap, stopping at the channel that is playing Spongebob Squarepants because it's the only show that speaks English. Let's see what makes this show so "awesome" as Beast Boy seems to put it. Besides, it's not like I have anything to do now…

"Who lives in a pineapple under the sea, SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!"

Okaaaaaay…

"Absorbent and yellow and porous is he, SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!"

This is really-

"If nautical, nonsense is somethin' ya wish, SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!"

-really, really-

"Then drop on the deck and flop like a fish, SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!"

-stupid-

"Ready?"

-silly-

"SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!"

-and ridiculous-

"SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!"

-beyond-

"SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!"

-words.

"SPONGEBOB SQAUREPAAAAAA-!"

I reach for the remote and hit the off button, not wanting to hear the rest of the songs. And Beast Boy actually fights over the television just to watch this show every freaking morning? Seriously.

The door swings open as the nurse from just now enters the room with a tray in hand. The familiar smell of freshly made waffles wafts through the room causing my stomach to grumble in hunger.

She smiles, placing the tray onto my lap, "H-Here's your breakfast."

I look down on the tray and my stomach grumbles even louder. Steaming hot waffles topped with a slice of melted butter accompanied with a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice. Not wasting a minute, I pick up my fork and knife and begin slicing through the waffle. I fork a small piece and place it into my mouth.

The waffle melts in my mouth and I feel like I am on Cloud Nine.

"How is it?" the nurse asks nervously even though the expression my face is already very obvious.

"Delicious," I say as I fork a bigger piece into my mouth.

"I am glad," she says with another smile as I continue munching away. "I thought I heard you watching Spongebob Squarepants…just now," she suddenly says quietly.

I pause and stare at her. She shifts her legs from one side to another nervously, face turning red. "Yeah, I was," I admit.

"Y-Y-Y-You like Spongebob?"

"No, I don't," I resume eating my waffles. "It was my first time watching just now."

"Aah, I see," she nod. I look up from my plate to catch her looking at me. She blushes again and looks at her feet instead. "My little brother likes Spongebob."

"Really?" I try to sound interested, scrapping off the remaining crumbs on my plate. To be honest, I don't feel like talking about Spongebob right now but the poor girl seems so nervous it's hard to just leave her babbling away there.

Problem is I am not a good conversationalist.

"Yeah…" she talks to her feet.

I pick the glass of orange juice and take a few delicious gulps. In a few seconds, I finish drinking the juice and pass the tray to her to get over the awkward conversation, "Thanks for the meal. It was delicious."

"A-A-Ah, it was nothing," she rushes to get my tray, almost tripping herself in the process.

Right at that very moment, Lee's mother enters the room, this time with a sling bag in her hand. She eyes my tray, "Oh, you just had breakfast?"

"Um, miss, you're not supposed to be here. The patient needs to-"

"It's okay," I raise a hand at the nurse, "I want her to be with me for a while."

Lee's mother shoots me a grateful look. The nurse gives a bow before closing the door behind us, leaving the two of us alone. Lee's mother drags a chair to my bedside, takes her seat and asks softly, "What did you have for breakfast, dear?"

"Waffles."

For a moment, there's a flicker of surprise in her eyes. I can see a sad smile playing on her lips. "What is it?" I can't help asking.

Her sad eyes stare at me before turning away to unzip her bag. "For a moment, I thought you were my son," she says, shaking her head. "Lee practically lives on chicken breast, egg white, wholemeal bread and vegetables ever since his career is doing so well."

"Figures."

After struggling with the zip, she manages to unzip the bag. "I made you your favourite mushroom soup," she retrieves a big flask and a plastic bowl from the bag. She looks up at me for a respond and adds, "Sorry, I mean, it's Lee's favourite."

She stifles a sob and I suddenly feel horrible as though I am the evil demon who took over her son's body. She asks, "Raven, is it?

I nod.

She continues,"Raven, I'm not sure if you like mushroom soup though. Would you like some? It's all right if you don't-"

"Sounds great," I smile. "Besides, I'm still hungry."

She returns the smile and starts ladling some mushroom soup into the bowl.

"Smells great," I compliment on the soup.

She hands me the bowl with another smile, "Careful, it's still hot."

"You sound like a mother," I can't help grinning.

"Because I am one," she grins back at me. I take a spoonful of the hot soup, blow off the steam from the soup and drink it. I silently chew on the tiny chunks of mushrooms as the soup flows through my throat.

"Taste great too," I say and take another spoonful. She watches me quietly as I finish off my bowl, refill and finish the whole flask of soup.

"Thanks for the soup, uh-" I frown, "uh- I am not sure if I should call you 'mum'."

She laughs. "Call me Michiyo. And don't get me started with the "Miss" or "Aunty" nonsense. I want none of that!" she adds as a warning.

My grin grows wider, "Right. Thanks for the soup, Grandma Michiyo."

"Are you implying that I'm old?"

"Just kidding, Michiyo."

Both of us exchange smiles. You know what? I am starting to like her already. As she tightens the cap of the flask, some Japanese starts blaring out of nowhere. Michiyo quickly fishes out her handphone out of pocket.

Instead of answering the phone, she looks at me, "This is one of my favourite songs by Lee." She then flips her phone and the song dies away as she begins to chat away in Japanese. Pressing my body against the pillow, I watch her.

Then my eyes move away and start focusing on the handphone in her hand, an idea hitting me out of the blue. I feel myself getting excited, the heart monitor going wild again but I ignore it, staring at the handphone with hungry eyes. I wait patiently as she continues talking into the phone.

After what felt like hours, she ends her call and I grab the chance by asking, "Michiyo, is it all right if you lend me your phone? I need to make an urgent phone call right now."

Summary for Chapter 6: Raven is giving this another go and who will pick up the phone this time? (HINT: It's not BB!) No prize for those who guessed right *evil laughter*

** As seen in the movie Teen Titans: Trouble In Tokyo

Author's Note: This is the longest chapter I've written so far (RxRFannnn, I hope you're satisfied.) So, since I put in so much effort in writing such a looong chapter, I hope to receive MORE REVIEWS! (This story pales in comparison to my first other story- Hate Me Not, Love Me So, which is kinda depressing). *sob* *sob*

Naturally, more reviews motivates me to write more and (probably) better. Then again, I realised the FF readers this year compare to when I first started out is slowly decreasing. Next week, I'm going to be really busy with my studies so finding time to write will be a problem. But who knows? Reviews might push me to write more! So REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW!

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