Sequel to I Wanna Be A Female, Too!
This time it's the girls turn to wish they were the opposite gender.
Tatsuki
"Hey! Tatsuki! You gonna come to the park after school? A bunch of us are gonna be there." a tall haired male asked.
"I might after practice if you're still there." the girl replied.
"I don't see why you practice so much everyday. Just be like me. I only go to the gym a couple times a week, and I'm in shape."
"Perhaps thats the reason I am a nationally ranked athlete, and you're not, Renji." she quipped. "Tell the others I'll come by when I'm done."
With that, the redhead left to deliver the message, not knowing his words were still ringing in the girl's mind.
I only go to the gym a couple times a week, and I'm in shape.
Orihime
"Ichigo!" a busty female called out. "Make them stop!"
"Ignore them." the tall male responded as he kept walking through through the mall.
"They keep coming up." she said while walking beside him.
"It's your own fault, Orihime." Ichigo sighed. "Look, just keep walking and ignore them. They'll leave you alone."
Matsumoto
"You're going to be late if you don't finish getting ready soon." a serious voice called out to the woman behind the door.
"Shut up! I bet you take forever getting dressed as well, Byakuya!" the female replied back.
"Nonsense. I do not need to spend hours to get myself to achieve my appearance." he smoothly said.
"Just shut up!" she almost yelled as she opened the door. "Now come on, I don't want to be late for work again. Hitsugaya will kill me for sure!"
"That sounds like a personal problem, my dear."
Momo
"Here, let me get that." a blonde man said as he took a box out of a female's hands.
"It wasn't that heavy, Kira. I could have gotten it myself." she replied.
"I know. I just don't want you to hurt yourself, you've only been out of the hospital for a few months now, Momo." Kira responded.
"That doesn't mean I'm an invalid!"
Weekly Lunch
To a passerby, the group of five women sitting at the table may seem a bit odd to be seen together — two busty women, an athletically built dark haired woman, a brunette woman with warm brown eyes, and a dark haired female with dark eyes — but not impossibly so.
To a passerby, they would all seem to be a mix of calm, peaceful, with some a bit more talkative than the others, and happy.
Rukia isn't just a random passerby though. She can see the way her friends are tensed. One is hard enough to deal with at times, now she has four currently silently fuming females to attempt to calm down.
When it comes to this, there are three options. Option One: talk it out with the women. Option Two: let the women rant and calm down themselves. Option Three: combination of one and two. Rukia had a feeling that Option Three was going to be he way to go today.
"Renji has been driving me insane!" Tatsuki said, no longer able to stand the silence when she was more frustrated than peaceful at the moment.
Rukia watched at three sets of eyes instantly focused in on Tatsuki. She could already see exactly where this was going to go. Inwardly, she sighed as continued to listen to the woman speaking.
"He eats anything and everything, goes to the gym for a couple of hours a week, and is in perfect shape! It's not fair! I always have to work out with my martial arts, and when I do get to have some junk food, I have to exercise more to work it off!" she complained.
"I know what you mean Tasuki-chan. It's the same with Ichigo. The only time we as females get recognition for working out is when a guy asks if we have been, then tells us that we seemed to have gained some weight!" Orihime added.
"Ichigo did that?" Momo said in disbelief. "That's so unlike him!"
"That's not all he did either! We were at the mall earlier this week, and all these guys kept hitting on me, and he told me that it's my fault for getting hit on by the male population!"
"So… did he try to stop them or anything?" a curious Matsumoto asked.
"He just told me to ignore it, act like it wasn't happening, and keep moving along." Orihime said. "I don't get it. He doesn't get hit on in public places. It's times this that I wish I could be a male."
Rukia could do nothing but blink her eyes in surprise before the others had their own reactions.
"I know! Think about it… we could get up and walk around with messy hair, and still look fashionable! No hours on end of trying to fix our hair and clothing!" Matsumoto passionately agreed.
"We could actually do something without someone worrying over our health 24/7!" Momo said enthusiastically.
"What about you, Rukia? You haven't really said anything so far." Tatsuki said.
"I've had no reason to say anything thus far." Rukia responded.
"Surely you feel the same way, right?" Momo asked.
"Not at all. I enjoy being a female. I don't get upset that Toshiro may have some things easier than I do." Rukia said, waiting to see if someone would take the bait.
"What do you mean?" Orihime questioned, curious to know the answer.
Bingo.
"Think about it, how would tease your guy if you were a male? How could you get yourself out of trouble if you were a male? How could you receive practically anything you wanted if you were a male?" Rukia answered. "Sure, they have a few advantages over us, but we have way more advantages over them!"
All the females responded in agreement before moving on to happier, lighter, and a bit more trivial topics.
Rukia
Rukia was so glad to be back home. It had been a long day at work. It seemed as though everything that could have gone wrong did go wrong. The white door had never looked quite as inviting as it at that moment.
As soon as she opened the door, she was able to spot the familiar white hair on her couch. She could tell that he was taking a nap, so she quietly made her way over to him. His face was peaceful.
Just as she was about to move from the couch, a hand found her wrist and held on to her.
"Have a good nap?" she teased.
"Waking up to see you was better." he replied silkily as he entwined their fingers together. "What time is it?"
"Almost eleven." she said quietly.
"Rukia."
"I know. I'm sorry. I'm not meaning to stay so late lately. It's just we have a really big event coming up, and my boss is sick again, and he put me in charge, and…" she rambled until he put his hand over her mouth.
"Rukia, you're tired and you're rambling. Get some sleep, then you can tell me about having to deal with a bunch of Matsumoto-ish people in the morning."
"Okay…" she said as she made her way down the hall to the bedroom.
She had raised her hand to brush some of the hair out of her face and saw the ring Toshiro had given her the morning after a long business trip.
No. She didn't need to be a male to have a seemingly easier life. She had a perfect male that was willing to make her life easier in whatever way he could for her. It may not be shown through dozens of red roses or fancy restaurants every day, but by simply falling asleep on the couch waiting for her to get home or telling her to get some rest meant more to her at that moment.
No, she definitely didn't want