Author's Note: Shew, new chapter is up! Surprizingly this is a hard fic to write for lol.

Disclaimer: I do not own Black Blood Brothers, but I do own my OC Bluefire and her friends so don't use them without permission.

Dream Realm

"Miss Alisandra, do you know why we are here?" Jiro inquired, masking the shock he felt that she already knew their names and that their group was looking for her.

"But of course Jiro, you came here to find Miss Mimiko's heart," Alisandra replied, motioning for the group to follow her. "I also know that I look similar to someone from your past Jiro." Jiro blushed, quickly turning his head away to try and hide it. Aquariana snickered before stopping due to the glare Jiro gave her.

"Alisandra~ The big mean man is scaring me!" Aquariana cried, holding onto the Sage's arm. The older girl simply sighing as she pat the younger girl's head in a reassuring manner.

"Oh ignore him if he bothers you that much, besides he is kinda handsome," Alisandra whispered the last part to her fellow Dream Realm resident.

"EW! He is nowhere near handsome! Hell the Guardian of the Sky is cuter than this ass hat!" Aquariana snapped, a deep blush on her cheeks.

"Brother? What are they talking about?" Kotaro asked, confused by the actions of their companions.

"They're just doing what their gender does best Kotaro," Jiro answered.

"What Brother?" Kotaro asked, still feeling confused.

"Talking and never shutting up," Jiro sighed, the chatter not helping the pounding headache he was starting to get. Aquariana stopped.

"Oh so you think all women do is talk?!" Aquariana snapped, staring angrily at the taller man.

"No, you also do housework and bear children," Jiro replied with a smirk.

"That's it you sexist bastard! Get over here so I can castrate you!" Aquariana pulled a dagger from her belt on her hip and charged at him, Jiro dodging her rage with ease. She pivoted to stab him, but Jiro caught her arm and twited it behind her back.

"You going to calm down and act like an actual lady?" Jiro asked, not even trying to hide the mirth in his voice.

"Hell no! I'm not being what you consider a woman! I will never be a submissive, quiet, and dainty little bitch you think you can control! I'm not Alice Jiro!" Jiro let go of her, a surprized look in his eyes.

"Wh-what did you say?" Jiro inquired quietly, shaking visibly. Whether it was rage or sadness was hard to tell at the moment.

"You heard me. While you slept you kept mouthing her name. Let me guess she was the perfect little housewife who did every fucking thing you asked her to do. Or perhaps she just relieved your pent up tensions and fed your ill-concieved thoughts about women?" Aquariana replied, looking pleased with herself. Jiro pinned her to the wall, his face mere centimeters from her own.

"Don't you dare speak about Alice that way! She was a wonderful woman who was much better than you! I don't know what gives you the right to insult her that way, but just shut the fuck up!" Jiro growled, panting heavily once he finished his little temper tantrum. Aquariana kneed his stomach before kicking his shin and tearing off with Kotaro. Jiro rubbed his stomach and looked over to Alisandra. She was there in mere seconds and slapped him.

"You don't speak to her that way. She's been hurt so much in the past that she attacks when threatened. You crossed the line buddy now either you find us and appologize or just leave!" Alisandra hissed before turning and walking off, leaving Jiro bruised and battered. He slid down the wall and brought his knees up to his chest and burying his face into his arms.

'Damn it, I screwed up again. Its not my fault, that's how I was taught to see women,' Jiro closed his eyes in thought, not noticing the black cloaked figure staring at him.

'Perfect, another worthless male to make one of our slaves,' the figure thought as it approached Jiro. The Old Blood looked up, tears running down his face.

"Now there's no need to cry child. I've got somthing that'll make you feel all better," the figure said in its hiss like voice.

"Is it a shotgun? I need something to blow my brains out with. Actually, could you find a bag an suffocate me? I don't deserve to live. My brother was taken from me, the two women I was with hate me, and my dearest friend is in a comatose state," Jiro said lifelessly. He felt so hurt and alone that he fealt death would bring him salvation.

"No my dear boy, but I do have something else for you."

"What is it?"

"Think of it as a brand new life, a clean slate as humans like to say. All those nasty people won't recognize you and you'll be free to live however you please." The figure held a vial and a paper out. "Just sign this and all your troubles will disappear." Jiro took his glove off and pricked his finger with his fang, hastily grabbed the paper and signed it with his blood before handing it back and snatching the vial. The figure chuckled and walked away, leaving Jiro to his own devices.

Meanwhile...

"That ass fuck! He doesn't deserve my kindness! I helpped him in his time of need and he just fucking treats me like I'm dog shit!" Aquariana said before sobbing some more and gulping down another rootbeer. Kotaro sat beside her, holding onto a glass of juice.

"Brother didn't mean it. He's just cranky 'cus he doesn't have a girlfriend!" Kotaro piped, trying to cheer the blonde girl up.

"Heh, you just don't understand kid. He's not going to change nor will he ever. He's just too stubborn and annoying while you on the otherhand are much kinder and more understanding about things," Aquariana sighed before flagging down the bartender and getting a refill on her rootbeer.

Jiro stared at the vial in his hands, not sure what to do with it. He swirled it a bit, hearing the slooshing sound of liquid in it. He uncorked it and sniffed the contents. It smelt of cotton candy and sugar. Jiro sneezed before rubbing his nose.

'Somebody must be talking about me...No way, nobody cares about me,' Jiro mused as he stared at the vial. Jiro breathed slowly, not sure if he should drink it or not.

'On one hand I could be free to start over just as the figure said, but on the other hand it could be poison. I mean it doesn't smell like poison, but who knows what it might do to me,' Jiro thought as he stood up. He walked into an alley, sucking in a deep breath and taking a long sip of the liquid. It burned going down, making Jiro cough as he felt the senation spread throughout his body.

An hour passed and Jiro breathed shakily, his entire body quaking.

"I-I think its over," Jiro sighed before gasping. Something was off in his voice. Jiro twisted and looked at himself.

'Damn, I know people call me a fat ass, but I never knew how cute my ass looked in these pants,' Jiro thought as he stared at his behind. Jiro felt a tightness in his shirt and unbuttoned it, gasping at what he saw.

"N-no way! I-I theres no way that these are!" Jiro experimentally touched his chest, shuddering at the mere contact and gasping as a deep red blush covered his face. "Th-there's only one way to determine if this is real." Jiro hesitantly stretched his pants a bit and looked down, gasping and bushing harder as he pulled his hand away.

'No way! I-I'm a girl!?' Jiro thought as he fell backwards onto his cute little butt. Jiro found a piece of reflective glass and picked it up, staring at his new face. His features have definately changed, his lips were so plump and soft and yet still so tiny; his eyes were a bit wider and held a luster in them that definately wasn't there before; his nose was so cute like Kotaro's was; and his face itself was rounder and much cuter. Jiro stood, noting that he had shrunken, alot. Jiro figured that he had shrunken a good foot and a half, leaving him at five one. Jiro noted also that his chest definately was well endowed for such a little body, he was overall much smaller and daintier everywhere. His hair was what did the most growing, besides his chest, for it now reached a bit past his knees. Jiro gasped as he felt the heat return.

"N-now what!?" Jiro shouted as he turned and walked without willing to do so. It was as though he was a little remote control doll.

"Now my little lamb come here," the figure said into the ear of a little doll that looked like Jiro. Meanwhile Jiro was walking to the being's creepy mansion, feeling tears well up in his gray eyes.

"No! Please stop walking! I beg of you body listen to me!" Jiro cried, still not used to how tiny his voice sounded. Jiro entered the mansion and walked to the basement, and up to the figure.

"Ah you made it my little lamb. I must say you are a rather ravishing teenage girl, though a bit too old for what I have in mind," the figure said before pushing down on Jiro's head and making him both shrink and become younger.

"Wh-why are you doing this to me!? This isn't what you said would happen!" Jiro shouted, his body now going from an eighteen year old girl's to a fourteen year old one. He was now four foot seven until he was shrunken again to four feet tall. He was flat chested now, much to his relief, and his hair now was a good five inches on the ground behind him, making him look even tinier than before.

"Aw~ You look so cute I almost feel bad for doing this to you. Almost," the figure snickered before presenting Jiro with a little maid's outfit and matching shoes and a little headband.

"Now go change and don't come back until you do."

"B-but you didn't give me any underwear and I refuse to go out without wearing any!" Jiro snapped before turning away and going to walk out, but he slipped on his giant pant leg and fell to the cold floor.

"Aw, did baby fall down and go boom? While your down there start undressing, you need to get washed up by my other girls for your first performance." The figure snapped its fingers, two girls appearing. One of a younger version of Hibari and the other of...

'Mimiko!' Jiro thought, unlike the Hibari look alike the younger Mimiko had light in her eyes.

"Now girls get this brat washed and ready for work! We don't want her dirty before she starts cleaning." The figure stalked up the stairs, leaving them alone. They hoisted Jiro up and led him to the bathroom, which was much nicer than the rest of the house. The Hibari look alike left to get towels, leaving Jiro and the Mimiko look alike alone.

"Pst, Mimiko its me Jiro!" Jiro whispered as the young brunette filled the tub with hot water.

"Jiro? What happened to you? Why do you look like a Rapunzel?" The girl questioned. Jiro smiled, knowing that he found his friend.

"I said somethings I shouldn't have and now I'm stuck this way! Please Mimiko you have to help me return to normal so we can get out of here!" Jiro said, looking over his shoulder once or twice as he spoke.

"I can't leave Jiro! I'm bound here by a spell! You can escape though, you just need to find the doll that looks like you and say that you wish to control your own body," Mimiko said sadly. Jiro's eyes widened as he saw tears slip down her face.

"Mimiko, I'm not leaving without you. I worked so hard to find you and I don't want to lose you again," Jiro cooed sweetly as he hugged her. Mimiko sniffled a bit, looking down at Jiro, for he was now a bit below her chest in height.

"Hehe, this reminds me of when you turned into a little kid all those months ago," Mimiko said as she looked into Jiro's eyes. Jiro smiled at her and nuzzled his face into her lower chest, feeling warmth and comfort. They let go of eachoter when they heard footsteps approaching. Jiro slipped out of his gigantic clothes, blushing as he used his hands and arms to cover himself.

"I wonder where Jiro is? I hope he didn't get hurt by my words," Alisandra sighed as she sat down next to her two fellow blondes in a cafe.

"All I know is he better not have gotten himself kidnapped again 'cus I'm letting that princess go to any other fucking castle she wants*," Aquariana huffed as she stirred her rootbeer float.

Mimiko scrubbed Jiro's long hair with delicacy for when her fingers snagged in a knot in his flowing mane he started crying a bit.

"You sure you're okay now Jiro?" Mimiko asked as she finished scrubbing his hair.

"Y-yeah I think so. I'm sorry for worrying you, but I don't remember ever crying from having my hair being tugged a bit before," Jiro replied as he closed his eyes. Mimiko poured the water over him, washing away the suds and dirt from his body. Jiro and Mimko walked to the tub Jiro getting in before Mimiko got out of the pure white dress she wore and sat beside him.

"M-m-mimiko! Wh-wh-what are doing!?" Jiro exclaimed as Mimiko scooted closer to him. Mimiko was about to say something when Jiro noticed something wrong with the bath water.

"Ahhhhh! Wh-why am I bleeding?! I-I don't remember getting cut, but then why am I bleeding?! Mimiko help me!" Jiro exclaimed before panicking. In all his years of living he has never bled without a cut or other physical cause before.

"Calm down, its just that time," Mimiko reassured, grabbing ahold of Jiro's small shoulders and trying to calm him down.

"Th-that time? What does that mean? Oh god please tell me it doesn't mean I'm dying!" Jiro said before nearly hyperventilating himself to death.

"Calm down, its just your new body's cycle," Mimiko said before sitting Jiro down and holding him tightly.

"I don't understand what that is Mimiko. Please tell me," Jiro whimpered before clutching his stomach for it now started hurting.

...

"You mean that I'm on...THAT?" Jiro inquired, blushing from Mimiko's detailed explination.

"Yes Jiro, now we need to find that doll before you start you know...Growing," Mimko answered, standing up and leading Jiro out of the tub.

"But isn't growth a good thing?" Jiro asked, tilting his head in confusion.

"Jiro if you start growing up then you'll be sent out to do work in bars and on street corners. Besides since you now got that its only a matter of time until your body grows and develops even more," Mimiko replied before taking one of the towels left for them and drying Jiro off.

"Mimiko...," Jiro trailed off as he stared down at his dainty little feet, so much smaller and feminine than his old ones were. Mimiko took away the towel and helped Jiro get dressed. They snuck out of the room after Mimiko got dressed and krept around in the basement, looking for the doll.

"That's it! I'm tired of sitting on my ass doing nothing! If you two want to being sitting fucking ducks be my guest but I'm going to go find Ji- I mean that fucker!" Aquariana stated angrily before running down the street.

"She really does care about him," Alisandra said to herself, chuckling a bit as she watched the blonde go.

"Ah! Mimiko I found it!" Jiro cried as he waved Mimiko over. Mimiko was there in a second and looking at Jiro.

"Great where is it?" She asked, tired of looking down at the man er well little girl she loved so much. At first it made her feel so powerful and controlling, but now she felt like Jiro did back when he was taller than her. Like a giant.

"Up there. If I was my normal height I could easily grab it, but even if I stood on your shoulders I couldn't possibly reach it!" Jiro said as he pointed out the doll. Mimiko looked around, spotting a jar full of purple liquid and grabbed it before unscrewing the cap.

"Mimiko what are you-mph!" Jiro said, being cut off by the lip of the jar being shoved into his mouth.

"Drink Jiro! It might do something good!" Mimiko commanded. Jiro drank the purple fluid, some of it spilling over his lips and running down his face. Once the jar was empty Mimiko took it away and hoped that Jiro would be able to change for the better. Mimko's wish caused Jiro to transform, he got older and grew to about two times his normal height, luckily for him his dress grew and lengthened to about thigh length. Jiro looked around, scared by the sudden height changed and alo the sudden age change. He was about half way to his normal age and already he was looking much more mature than earlier.

"Jiro! Grab the doll and wish yourself back to normal!" Mimiko said, but Jiro tilted his head in confusion, being so tall impaired his hearing a tad.

"Eh? You want to go to the ball? But Mimiko I'm in no condition to take you to one," Jiro said. Mimiko face palmed while grumbling angrily to herself.

"No you giant idiot! I said grab the doll!" Mimiko shouted angrily. Jiro turned and plucked it up, marveling at how tiny it was now.

'I wish I was a guy again,' Jiro thought before kissing his tiny doll. Jiro got his wish for he changed back into a male and grew some more.

"Great. Now I've got a giant Jiro to deal with," Mimiko sighed. Jiro sat down and plucked Mimiko up, smiling at her sweetly before putting her on his shoulder.

"Now what? I'm my normal gender, but I'm not old nor small enough to get us out of here," Jiro asked softly, not wanting to hurt his little companion's ears.

"Maybe this new height isn't a bad thing. You could smash your way out and crush that scumbag who did that to you," Mimiko suggested, smiling cruely. Jiro stood up, making sure Mimiko held onto him tightly before doing so, and walked over to one of the walls. He leaned against it, falling through without even putting much weight on it. Jiro was outside, but gasped.

'Mimiko! Oh god I hope I didn't crush her!' Jiro tought as he looked through the rubble for her. Mimiko waved to him from the inside, smiling as she threw his clothes out to him. Jiro felt tears well up in his eyes, shrinking and returning to his normal age. Jiro put his normal clothes on and ran up to Mimiko. He picked her up and ran back outside, only for her to get pushed back into the house by some unseen force.

"Jiro, forget about me and run. Take the doll and run!" Mimiko shouted as some noises were heard within the partially destroyed mansion. Jiro noticed the side of it was going to cave in and tackled Mimiko to the ground, covering her with his body and holding onto her tightly.

Aquariana stopped running when she saw a giant plume of dust shoot into the air.

"That god damn idiot!" She shouted before running in the direction of the soot.

Mimiko opened her eyes and gasped. Jiro was above her on his hands and knees, some splintered wood in his back and a piece of metal pierced through his right shoulder. Mimiko started crying into her hands. Jiro moved to a kneeling position and removed the metal so it wouldn't hurt her. Mimiko wrapped her arms around his neck and wept into his chest. Jiro hugged her with his left arm for his right one was too hurt to move right now.

"I'm sorry! If I hadn't have given you the idea of busting out you wouldn't have gotten hurt! I'm so sorry!" Mimiko cried. Jiro marveled at how yound she truly was, before she looked years older than him back in the bathroom, but now...Now he saw how much of a little girl she was. Jiro ran the fingers of his left hand through her chocolate colored hair and tried to alm her down.

"I couldn't have returned to my normal self if it wasn't for you. Besides you're my friend I couldn't...have...let you...die...," Jiro said before turning his head and vomiting up a good amount of blood. Jiro coughed up some more before vomiting again, this time it being the contents of his stomach. Jiro let go of Mimiko and fell forward into the pool of blood. Mimiko screamed, hoping somebody would come and help.

Aquariana heard the scream and ran up to the wreckage.

"Hey calm down kid! I'm going to dig you out of here! Just give me a minute!" She said worriedly as she took off her coat.

"P-please hurry! Jiro's badly injured!" Mimiko shouted. Aquariana's eyes widened and she started pulling away the fallen wood and stone.

"Just stay calm! Now make sure you get anything sticking out of him out unless its bone then leave it be!" Aquariana said as she pulled away another few stone bricks. Mimiko complied by pulling out the wood from Jiro's back and once it was clear she turned him over. Jiro's head lulled to the side, Mimiko taking him and resting his head in her lap.

It took about half an hour to pull away the debris, but once she did she ran up to Mimiko and Jiro. She took one look at Mimiko and saw what Jiro couldn't see, a glowing chain connected Mimiko to the rest of the fallen mansion and it wasn't breaking anytime soon.

"Please Miss, you must help him. He's lost a ton of blood and he's getting really cold," Mimiko cried with tears in her eyes.

"Calm down, I'm going to take him to get help. Now you think you can stay here until we find someone to break the chain that binds you to this completely destroyed wreckage?" Aquariana said gently as she knelt down to look her in the eye. Mimko nodded. Aquariana took Jiro up in her arms, making sure that the doll remained in Jiro's lap.

"I'll be back for you I promise**," Aquariana said as she stood up.

"I know you will***," Mimiko replied before the blonde girl ran away with Jiro, but left Mimiko covered with her coat.

Jiro woke up without a shirt on and his entire torso bandaged, his right arm in a sling and feeling very tired as he sat up.

"Brother!" Kotaro shouted as he ran up to the side of the bed Jiro was sitting in. "You're awake!" Aquariana and Alisandra walked in, both with serious looks on their faces.

"Jiro, about your quest...You should take a break until you fully heal. Then we'll go find a magician to free Miss Mimiko," Alisandra said as she sat down beside Jiro.

"Brother you found Mimi!" Kotaro exclaimed. Jiro nodded.

"Yes Kotaro, I found her. Unfortunately she seems to be bound to the place where she's being held captive," Jiro replied in a hoarse voice. Apparently all the inhaled dust and debris made his throat sore and breathing very labored.

"Don't worry, she'll be rescued...Soon," Aquariana said as she looked out the window.

Author's Note: OMG! This is the longest chappy ever written for me like ever! Lets celebrate.

Okay:

* Is a reference to the constant regection line Princess Peach gives Mario in all of the fan comics, "Sorry your princess is in another castle."

** Is a refernce to Sora's last thing he said to Kairi before she was returned to Destiny Islands at the end of Kingdom Hearts.

*** Is a reference to the last thing Kairi said to Sora before the ending of Kingdom Hearts.

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