Rated: T

Prompt: Genderswapped

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Just a few notes before we start:

Thank you guys so much for the suggestions and ideas! I REALLY liked the Overly Attached Girlfriend idea, buuuuut I just decided to genderbend them both. This chapter isn't going to be too exciting as I didn't really know what to do D: But! Perhaps, in the near future after this drabble series has ended, I'll most likely be taking prompts/suggestions/ideas/requests from you guys and write em out. Especially for those who have been reviewing every/most of the chapters!

As for your guy's genderbend ideas, perhaps I'll write em out as stand alone drabbles one day! Thank you all for the suggestioooons!

Shenanigans

"What the fuck?!"

Aomine Daiki, along with the other three members of the Generation of Miracles stared dumfound at their two shortest members who were both staring blankly right back at them.

"Daiki. Language." A stern, feminine voice scolded.

Eyebrow twitching, Aomine held back a retort that threatened to slip out. He had to remember. Even though his captain looked...different...it was still the same Akashi Seijuuro they all feared.

"...Aka-chin and Kuro-chin look delicious..."

"Ehhh? Murasakichii, the way you're describing them is scary! I dunno about 'delicious', but they look soooooo adorable!"

Midorima, the only one of them who has been staying composed the entire time, pushed his glasses farther up the bridge of his nose.

"How did this happen, Akashi?"

Red eyebrows furrowed in irritation as he sighed. "We're not quite sure ourselves. Though, I have an inkling as to how we got this way." Mismatched eyes glanced at his teal head partner.

Kuroko, who was silently sipping his favorite vanilla milkshake, spoke. "I dared Akashi-kun."

The four men blinked.

"Dared?"

"Tetsuya and I were on a date." Akashi started, sitting down on the gym bleachers, pulling Kuroko down to sit next to him as he told them what happened. "We were visiting a small shrine festival that was being held somewhere near my home in Kyoto. One of the booths was being run by an old fortune teller woman, who, after telling us our fortunes, offered us a red bottle. She told us that it was a drink that would help persevere our relationship. As much as I would have loved to decline it, she insisted we took it. I was suspicious of it and I wanted to throw it away when we got to my home. However, Tetsuya," the red head's eyes shot towards Kuroko, who turned his head in the other direction. "Dared me to drink it."

"In other words, Kuroko provoked you."

"...Unfortunately."

"We didn't realize we had become this way until this morning." Kuroko spoke up.

Akashi sighed again. "The servants of the household were in a frenzy. It took me a while to convince them that I am still me." the red head unconsciously brought a hand up and ran it through his now long red locks of hair. "Luckily, because of my father's connections to this school, I was able to secure us with the proper uniforms so we wouldn't be questioned when we arrived." His eyes dangerously narrowed. "The people of my house are looking for that woman as we speak. She will not escape my grasp and I will not be merciful with her."

Shivering, Aomine took a step back. That evil glare and the aura that emitted a killing intent. Yup. Still the same scary Akashi. Though, he took a moment to properly observe the new appearance of Akashi and his partner.

Besides the obvious fact that they were now of a different...gender...another obvious thing to note was that they were smaller now...well...actually the proper term for that would be shorter. They looked so...tiny.

Akashi, who was sitting back against the bleachers with one leg over the other with crossed arms, looked elegant and sophisticated as ever. His once short hair was now waist length. Looking over to Tetsu, who was still innocently sipping his...her...his drink still retained the short hair, though it was more of a mushroom shape and reached down to just below his chin. Taking in their overall appearance, they both looked delicate.

Though...

His eyes trailed up their body and to their chests non-discreetly. Tetsu...didn't look like he had any and Akashi...looked like he had some but not...a lot.

Damn it...why the hell do their boobs have to be small?

Mismatched eyes sharply caught his and it took him a second to realize he had unknowingly said that aloud.

"Aominechii is a pervert!" shouted Kise. Horrified, he sat down next to Kuroko and wrapped his arms tightly around the teal head. "Aominechii no longer has the right to look at Kurokochii! Go away, Aominechii! You'll taint them!"

"Mine-chin is disgusting."

"Agreed. Even if they are presently of a different gender, they are still Akashi and Kuroko."

"Ahomine-kun."

"Daiki. Your training menu is quadrupled."

"Seriously?! I'm a guy! How the hell do you expect me to look at a chick's body without checkin' out her boobs?!"

"I feel sorry for Sa-chin."

"Hah?! Oh come on! These are girl versions of Akashi and Tetsu! You have to at least expect them to have a good portion of boobs! Hell, even if I did somehow become a girl, I bet I would have bigger boobs than them!"

"Then, would you like to try it, Aomine-kun?"

All eyes turned to Kuroko as he took out a red bottle from his bag and held it up for everyone to see.

"You brought it with you? Well, I expect it would be dangerous to leave it at home and possibly have one of the servants get a hold of it. Though, I see there's still a little bit left."

Nodding, Kuroko held it out to Aomine.

"Well, Aomine-kun? Let's see if you have a bigger chest size or not."

"Wai- Tetsu...! Hold on!" Before he could escape, he felt large arms holding him still from behind.

"You're not going anywhere, Mine-chin."

"Oi! Murasakibara! Lemme go!"

"No way~"

Grabbing the bottle from Kuroko's hand, Kise stood in front of Aomine with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Don't resist, Aominechii!"

"Noo! Get the hell away from me!"

Elsewhere from just outside the gym, a figure was walking by the gym.

Raising a brow he sighed.

"What the hell are those idiots doing now?" wondered Nijimura Shuzo. Shrugging, he walked past the gym and ignored the agonized screams of one ganguro.

Yeah. Not so exciting. D:

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