Hot Shot's girl: well here is the next chp. Hope you guys enjoy 'cause Zack freaks out here and learns to live with the truth XP
The sun hit Zack's face being his alarm clock to get up. He inhaled and stretched his arms out just satisfied with his needed sleep he was able to get. He turned on his belly to look at his clock to see what time it was but when he did he groaned a bit saying—
"What'd I do grow muscles overnight? And if I did why do they hurt so much?"
Zack swung his legs off his bed and sat up to look at the time. He rubbed his eyes and noticed something in his face. It was a lock of hair that seemed stuck in place like an annoying flyway. He took his fingers to look at it and shrugged.
He then stood up and found his balance was just a little off like a wait had been strapped to his abdomen without him knowing it. He instantly caught his balance and looked around wondering what that was all about. He figured it was his hangover still, but he didn't remember a wait seeming there—usually it was always in his head.
Once he inhaled again he ran his fingers through his hair but noticed something different. Either his hair grew over night or he hadn't noticed how long it had been before. He grabbed his hair in the back and it down his shoulder near to his elbow, but not that low. His eyes widened and he gasped.
His hair seemed to spike down his back like he had let it go for a couple months, but so far he remembered it'd only been a day. He then thought that if his hair had changed what else had?
His hands slapped against his face to see if he'd grown a beard or something. He hadn't, but it felt as if someone had chiseled away his jaw and left only smooth curves.
"Uh!" he gasped soon noticing his voice was strangely high.
"W-what?" he said touching his throat.
This wasn't his voice. This was more higher more feminine . . . more . . . feminine?
Zack soon began to sweat. He was too afraid to know the truth, but his mind told him he'd have to sooner or later and so why not now? His eyes cast down he saw two swells on his chest . . . those were NOT muscles.
"Ahha!" he gasped touching the strange growths.
He wasn't a dumb naive man he knew what they were. He gulped hard as he placed his hands on his hips and looked down. He gasped the loudest this time. His manhood had been taken away from him—somehow—someway.
"NO!" he gasped but it came out like a squeal.
He then ran into his bathroom and looked in his mirror to see not Mister Zack Fair, but Miss Zack Fair.
"AH!" he let out a girly scream as he cupped his face. "NOOO!!"
He then ran out of his apartment crying all the way down the hall and staircase. He franticly tried to get out of the building not caring who saw this madman—woman. He didn't care about all the awkward stairs he got from everyone—up until then he forgot nothing but men lived in the building.
Once he almost mad it out the front door he had ran right into someone he knew. The impact knocked Zack around, but he still caught his balance and just twisted to stare at the man he ran into.
"Angeal?!" he squealed.
"May I help you ma'am?" he asked his eyes narrowing in confusion. "Are you lost?"
"Ma'am?!" he gasped throwing his head up. "UH!!"
At that he twirled and ran out the door. He waved his hands from his head to his sides crying—
"This isn't happening to me!!"
"Wait," said Angeal looking more closely how the woman who ran into him but a second ago acted—it was very—strangely similar to Zack's own gestures. "Zack?!"
Zack was already half down the block before he could hear Angeal call his name again. Angeal quickly ran outside to look for her, but found she had already ran down the block. That didn't stop him from pursuing her though. If that crazy thought was right—that was his student Zack—as a woman.
Zack soon stopped not because he was out of breath but just to try and calm his rambled brain to help him remember exactly what happened as to how he got this way.
"Man—think, think!" he said trying so hard. "What happened last night? Uh-duh—water! Yes a glass of water, but after that!! Oh man!!"
He cried grabbing his spiky black locks in each hand and threatening to pull them out until he felt a strong grip come upon his right wrist which seemed more frail than he remembered and a familiar voice called to him.
"Zack?"
Zack turned to see Angeal looking at him with confusion yet knowing eyes. Zack's mouth hung slightly open as he saw how smaller he was compared to the man before him. He looked down to see Angeal's hand wrap easily around his wrist never like before and once his eyes rose back on his mentor all he could do was shake his head and—begin to cry?
"Angeal I—I," he began as he started to cry from some unknown reason.
"Oh my god . . . Zack," said Angeal leaning back on his heels a bit with a gasp and slight widening of his eyes.
"So you weren't kidding," said Lazard seeing Zack as a female for the first time just crying next to Angeal.
"It's not funny!" said Zack as his bottom lip tremble. "I don't even know why I'm crying—I never cry!"
"I'm sure you have every once in a while, but that's over guy matters. Being a girl is different. They have different feelings and emotions and I've heard their hormones can turn them either against you or for you," said Lazard. "Now I may not know how this came upon you but I may know what's coming upon you."
"Yeah?" said Zack rubbing his/her eyes.
"Well," sighed Lazard sitting back in his seat examining Zack more. "I take it that you are a complete woman now."
"Really," said Zack sarcastically.
"No, what I mean is—whoever did this to you has succeeded in turning a full-grown man into a full-grown woman. Everything's in place as it should be and I bet you even have your womanhood."
"Uh!" said Zack backing away from the man a bit behind Angeal. "I beg your pardon you rude—thing!"
"See what I mean?" said Lazard looking over the rims of his glasses.
"Oh my god," said Zack realizing he had just acted like a complete girl. "I am a girl."
"What is Shin-Ra gonna do about this?" asked Angeal.
"I don't know," sighed Lazard. "I'll need to inform them. I'm sure they'll find the culprit who did this to you, but I don't know if they'll be able to turn you back to the way you were."
"Well they better!" shouted Zack stepping forward. "Or I'll—!"
But he was cut off as a strange laugh erupted in the room. All looked around wondering where it was coming from until a being stepped out of the shadows and fingered the rim of his glasses.
"No need to look—it was me," said the man with a smile.
"Hojo!" said Lazard knowing him all-to-well. "I thought I told you to leave Shin-Ra soldiers out of this?"
"But where else could I find a 'helper' in the middle of the night?" asked Hojo with a smile and small crackle. "Zack here was willing to be my helper for nothing more than a glass of water—and I might say he turned out to be the 'perfect' one."
"YOU!" he growled pointing at him. "You did this to me! Da-- it I was out of it that time!"
"That's not my fault," said Hojo holding out his hands. "I gave you a choice didn't I? And you said yes."
"LIAR!!" he hissed at him the best he could.
"Can you change him back or not?" asked Angeal holding his arms out before Zack so he didn't try and lunge at the doctor and kill him before he could fix this mess.
"Maybe," he giggled.
"I swear to God I'll kill you!" growled Zack as he dug his nails into Angeal's outstretched arm.
"I had been working on that test for quite some time," said Hojo. "I never intending on putting in a reverse for I never thought my 'helper' would be getting second thoughts."
"That's it—you're dead!" spat Zack as he pushed Angeal's arm out of the way and lunged at the doctor.
Before he got anywhere Angeal had managed to grab his back suspenders to snap him back to his side. Zack looked at Angeal with hateful eyes.
"Oooh, let go you fiend!" he spat just like a woman.
After that phrase there was a slight silence for everyone tried to hold back their laugh. Lazard didn't manage to keep it all in for a small 'heh' escaped his lips as he shifted in his seat.
"Ah, it seems the female hormones are working perfectly as well," said Hojo continuing to grin that sly grin of his.
"You little ba—!" started Zack.
"That's enough Zack!" said Angeal. "You're not going to get anywhere by calling each other names."
"Hojo, can you work on a reverse for Zack?" said Lazard leaning on his desk with his elbows.
"Yes—I could," said Hojo shaking his head. "It could take me a while but . . . what's in it for me?"
"What's in it for you?!" scoffed Zack with his slender mouth wide open not believing the mad scientist.
"The appreciation of Shin-Ra," cut in Lazard. "We prefer that all our troops not partake in any experiments for fear of it causing them to loose skill in where they're needed most."
"Oh don't worry, I'm sure she'll be just fine in SOLDIER," he said with a smile glaring slyly at Zack. "She can bring something new to SOLDIER you know?"
"Da-- it I'm a HE Hojo!" shouted Zack unknowingly stomping his foot.
"Not as of this morning," said poking his chin up.
"Just—get to work on a reverse for this," said Lazard wanting to settle this matter.
"Very well," snicked Hojo. "If Shin-Ra insists."
At that he turned on his heels to leave, but before he did he said—
"I'd get used to being a female Zack . . . you might be stuck as one for quite sometime."
Hot Shot's girl: And he is, but I'll tell you his life is never dull or those around him ;D