Soul's P.O.V.
"Soul, get up." an unfamiliar man's voice said, "If you keep sleeping, we'll be late."
It was unfamiliar, yet the way he talked sounded like Maka.
'Who is this guy trying to kid?' I thought, 'Does he got serious brain damage?'
I jumped out of my bed, ready to fight the intruder. "Get outta-" I started yelling before I noticed two things.
One, the guy standing at my door looked like a guy version of my meister. Two, my voice was a lot higher and more feminine.
That's when I remembered…
'Aw, shit, Blair…' I thought.
I rammed right into Maka and even though she was now a guy, she wasn't that built in this form, so we fell right to the floor, me on top of her. Our faces ended up two inches from the other's and we were touching more than we should. Even though I use to be a cool, laid-back guy, I blushed and so did Maka. (Oh, great, I think I'm starting to sound like Sid.) The worst part was one of Maka's hands were on one of my new friends. That turned my face the color of my eyes once I realized that.
I jumped up quickly and took three steps back from Maka.
"Should I be the one to hit you with a book now?" I asked, plastering on a nervous toothy grin and trying to joke away the awkwardness created.
My partner simply stood and said plainly, brushing off the apron she was wearing, "No, that's still my thing even though our genders are swapped."
"Hey, I was joking!" I said, frowning a bit.
Maka looked at me and then quickly back down at her apron. "Breakfast is on the table, go eat. Now." she commanded.
"Maka…?"
"GO!"
"Alright, alright…" I said, moving past her to the table to eat.
'Geez, what's with her all of the sudden?' I thought.
After I ate, I went back to my room to find something to wear. I noticed the shower in the bathroom was running and stopped, turning to it.
'Maka usually eats before she gets in the shower…' I thought, 'Why is she…? Oh, Shinigami-sama, no… Please don't tell me…'
"Nope!" I said, covering my ears and closing my eyes as I turned around to continue to my room, "Not gonna even think that!" Denial can be a cool guy's-er, girl's, er, guy-turned-into-a-girl's, er, what-the-fuck-ever-best friend.
I went into my room and went through my closet, trying to think of what I could wear in this state of mine.
'Well, of course, I can wear just about anything, thanks to whatever cause girls to wear whatever they wanted instead of just skirts,' I thought, 'but what am I suppose to do about…'
I heard Maka getting outta the shower and walked over to my door, not daring to open it from the crack that I left it when I came in.
"Oi, Maka!" I called.
"Yes, Soul?" she said, coming closer to the door.
'Stay awaaay…' I thought.
"What am I suppose to do about clothes?" I asked.
"Um… I don't honestly know…" my partner said, "You have a bigger chest than me… And I have no idea about the other part…"
"Well, I'm just gonna keep wearing my boxers, so don't worry about that part."
"You're just gonna have to go without and hope you don't have to jump around."
"Whatever." I said, returning to my closet, "What about you?"
"I'll think of something…" she said, nervously.
I simply sighed as I got out my clothes. I waited a few seconds to hear her door close before coming out to get my own shower.