For once, Akihiko woke up earlier than Misaki. On mornings like these, he liked to watch his Misaki sleep peacefully, and sometimes call out to him in his sleep. But this time, Akihiko looked at the young boy sleeping, and felt something was wrong.

He flicked the intruder's forehead, waking them up. "Who are you?", he asked darkly.

"Let me sleep some more Usagi-san", Misaki answered.

"Answer me, who are you?"

"What are you talking about? It's me, Misaki", suddenly he froze, hearing a high pitched voice.

"U. . . Usagi-san? What happened to my voice!", Misaki shot up and grabbed at his throat.

Misaki found it harder to breath, and felt a weight on his chest. He looked down and saw a pair of breasts. Misaki looked over at Akihiko with fear in his eyes.

"W-what's going on?"

"You're a woman", Akihiko said simply.

"HOW THE HELL DID THIS HAPPEN!", Misaki yelled.

Akihiko covered his ears. He'd have to get used to the higher pitch.

"I have no idea. But we must figure out a way to fix it."

"How can you be so calm about this? I'm a GIRL!"

"Yes, I can see that", Akihiko said, eyeing Misaki's new assets.

Misaki followed his eyes and quickly dove under the comforter in order to cover himself. "Even in these situations you manage to be a pervert", Misaki grumbled.

"Of course", Akihiko agreed fully. "After all, you're still my Misaki", he said caressing the now wider hip of Misaki.

Green eyes widened and Misaki jumped from the bed and pulled a random shirt on, then fled the room.

Akihiko looked at the door left ajar. "I could have fun with this", he said.

-Egoist-

Hiroki awoke, popping one eyes open. He opened the other, and his eyes focused onto Nowaki. Hiroki allowed himself a smile at the sleeping face of his lover. Nowaki stirred a bit, and then opened his eyes.

Nowaki was smiling, but suddenly he frowned.

"Excuse me but, who are you?", Nowaki asked.

Hiroki raised an eyebrow. Was Nowaki overworking? "What are you talking about?" Hiroki shut his mouth when he heard an unfamiliar voice.

"I'll ask again, who are you?"

"It's me you idiot! There's just something wrong with my voice! Probably from yelling at those brats all day."

"You talk like Hiro-san. But you can't be him", Nowaki said.

"And why the hell not?", Hiroki wondered how someone could doubt who he was, especially Nowaki.

"It's not just your voice that's suspicious", Nowaki sat up.

Hiroki sat up as well, but with a little trouble. He looked down at his chest and saw breasts.

"WHAT THE HELL!"

He checked under the covers. "WHERE THE HELL IS MY PENIS!"

Despite the higher voice, Nowaki recognized Hiroki's speech patterns. "You really are Hiro-san. But, what happened? Changing genders overnight is impossible. At least not without any type of surgical procedures."

"Stop being so damn calm about this! Aren't you the least bit worried?"

"Of course I am", Nowaki said seriously. "This could be a troubling disease, but I have yet to see any dangerous symptoms-"

"Stop talking to me like I'm a patient!"

Nowaki smiled. "You're still my Hiro-san."

"Stop being stupid. We've have to figure out a way to fix this!"

"But what if you're like this forever?", Nowaki asked.

Hiroki froze at the aspect. Being a woman, for the rest of his life?

"Let's hope it doesn't come to that."

"There is a bright side to this", Nowaki beamed.

"What?", Hiroki asked before it dawned on him. "Oh no. Don't think just because I've lost my manhood, I'll do all that lovey-dovey crap."

"So, you won't kiss me in a crowd of people?"

"I might not be a man, but dammit I still have pride!"

Nowaki pecked him on the cheek. "You're too cute."

"Don't call me cute!", Hiroki yelled, throwing a pillow at him.

-Terrorist-

Shinobu yawned and stretched in his bed. After he and Miyagi left the university, Shinobu's mother wanted him to come home for dinner for once. She complained that since he got his apartment, Shinobu had rarely showed his face.

So he slept in his own bed last night. He got up to go to the bathroom, and felt something strange on his chest, but put it off as still being half-asleep. Shinobu also felt something weird about his walk. He went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. He noticed there was something different about his face.

"What the?"

He looked like. . . like a girl!

Shinobu felt his face and gasped. He felt up his chest through his shirt and felt a pair of lumps. He was shaking by now, and looked into his pants. His eyes widened and he screamed. But he quickly stopped when he heard how high his voice was.

He immediately threw on some clothes and ran to Miyagi's apartment. Before he could grasp the knob, Miyagi opened, looking like he was about to run.

"Um, I heard a scream. Was it you miss?", he asked.

"Miss? Miyagi, can't you recognize me?", Shinobu yelled.

"Have we met before?", Miyagi asked.

"I just saw you yesterday! Something happened and now I'm a girl!"

"Huh?"

"Let me in", Shinobu said, pushing his way through.

"Where do I know you from?", Miyagi asked again. 'She looks about Shinobu's age. But I don't know any girls that young.'

"It's me! Shinobu!", the girl yelled.

Miyagi looked at her closely. She had the same gray, doe eyes as Shinobu. Her hair was the same soft blonde, but longer. She could be. . .

"M-Miyagi! It's me!", suddenly she gasped as she got an idea. "Don't you see! Now we can be together. I told you it was destiny! The power of fate has turned me into a woman so-"

"Yep, you're Shinobu-chin alright. But why are you a girl?"

"I don't know. But it's beneficial to both of us this way! Now we can date publically, and get married, and have kids-"

"Hey now, don't get ahead of yourself. We don't even know how long you'll be this way, and what about your parents?"

"I think they'll be fine. They'll think of gaining a daughter instead of losing a son."

"You're too stubborn. And that means you're definitely my Shinobu", Miyagi said, patting Shinobu's head.

-o-o-o-o-o-o-

Up next: The ukes get used to their new bodies. Might mostly focus on Romantica.