It might not be a trap

by bluecupcakes

Minami is EXASPERATED over Akihisa. That baka obviously likes Himeji, and she, even kissing him, can't get him to notice. She talks to Hideyoshi about it, who also has similar misgivings over his mistaken gender. They cheer each other up, and start to support and be supported. And soon-to the shock oof not only the class, but also the fanfic fandom-they become something more.

3. Chapter 3

It's a bright and beautiful Saturday morning and I get up energetically. I can't wait to get a haircut-in the past, I loved my hair, but thanks to Minami, I realized that if I wanted people to see me differently I would literally have to change the way I looked.

I get ready and wear some jeans and a shirt and I pull over a sweatshirt that says "Radical" on it with paint splatters. It's new, so I really wanna show it off today! Of course, people will ask me why I'm wearing a guy's sweatshirt. I sigh. But that's OK, because Minami knows I'm a guy. Hideyoshi-1. I'm hoping to get more people to believe that as well.

The doorbell rings and I see Minami in a strawberry-patterned sundress through the keyhole. I open the door.

"Ready?" She asks.

"Ready." I say.

First we go have some parfaits at a cafe-they're delicious and strawberry, just like Minami's dress. I hear guys whispering, "check out those two girls. I bag the brown-haired babe!" I. Am. A. Guy. It takes all the self-experience I have not to bash their faces in.

"So where should I get my hair cut?" I ask Minami as I eat a piece of strawberry.

"What about the AkiAka men's salon near the karaoke place?"

"You mean Aki baka?"

We both laugh.

At the salon, we spend 20 minutes clarifying that yes I am male and yes I need a haircut and no I'm not transgender or transsexual or anything like that. The man who is cutting my hair looks at me strangely and dubiously, but starts when Minami 'accidentally' elbows him.

Half an hour later, I swivel around to look in the mirror. A guy stares right back at me. He has short hair, but not buzzed. His blue eyes look daring. The effect on the whole is a handsome high school student who looks NOTHING like a girl. I am so thrilled that I shoot up from the chair and hug Minami, but it feels more awkward and weird than before. We quickly draw apart, pay the satisfied barber and walk to the park. Somehow, we get into the arrangement of her leaning slightly on my shoulder, and my arm around her waist. People look at us like we're a couple. I'm really happy, but wonder, where is this going to go?