What's A Fujoshi To Do...In A Boy's Body???

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Hikaru sat on the couch in the living room, feeling like the whole ordeal was a dream. It was so surreal...

How was it possible for a regular girl to turn another girl into a boy??

"Yā, it's just a theoretical question...yeah, I know what time it is...the scenario popped into my head, and I couldn't sleep until I talked to you...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up...yā??" Star gave an aggravated growl. "She hung up on me!"

Hikaru stood up. "Could I use your bathroom?"

Star bit her lower lip, glancing at her--him. "Um...it's the second door on the right. Will you be okay?"

"I think so..." Hikaru said, unsure.

Once in the bathroom, Hikaru studied his new features in the mirror. Dark hair with copper tones, lighter colored eyes, smooth complexion, and dimples. He turned his face this way and that, studying every inch he could see. Okay...not bad-looking for a guy. He looked down at himself, grimacing when he saw how tight his pink t-shirt was, stretched over his now firm chest. Of course, the shirt was a size medium girl's, so of course it would be tight on a bigger, male body. His shorts felt like they were painted on, they were so tight. And uncomfortable in the front.

Hikaru could only stare at the bulge. He placed one shaking hand on the waistband of his shorts, then decided against it. Seeing it would be too much for him in one night, and only cement that this whole thing was real and not a messed up dream.

He brought his gaze back up to his reflection in the mirror, squinting at himself. All in all, he made a pretty good looking boy. Maybe...just maybe, this wasn't so bad after all. He screwed his mouth to the side in thought. Being a boy would help him understand things from a guy's point of view. Maybe now he'd figure out why his crush from back home, Reiji Iwasaki, had never looked his way when he was a girl. Now, he could study guys in their environment, without them putting a front on like they usually did with girls. He could learn what guys wanted and looked for in a potential girlfriend.

He turned his body from side to side, studying his new physique. He was still short compared to the average guy, but taller than he had been as a girl. His arms and legs were lean and muscular. He made a pretty cute guy, to be honest.

If I were still a girl, I'd totally flirt with a guy that looked like this, he snickered in his mind, smirking at his reflection.

He exited the bathroom, heading back to the living room to sit on the couch again. Star was still pouring over more magic books, looking frazzled and panic-stricken. She barely noticed Hikaru.

"Hey, call me when you find a way to reverse it, please?" Hikaru requested, pulling his cell phone out of his pocket -- a feat not too easy, since the pockets were pulled tight. "I gotta head home before my brother starts combing the streets looking for me."

Star's head jerked up. She stare at Hikaru in bewilderment. "What?? You're going home like that??"

"I don't think it's as bad as you seem to think," Hikaru grinned. "I'm thinking I'll stay like this for a while."

"Well..." Star mulled it over, the panic slowly leaving her eyes. "If you're sure. But I'm still going to find out what I did wrong. I am so, so sorry about botching the blessing. If I'd known it was going to curse you, I never would have done it."

Hikaru shrugged. "Hey, not like you cursed me with boils, or caused my untimely death. And even if you can't reverse it, your yā can, right?"

Star nodded, smiling slightly. "She certainly can...okay, I just need to give you my number so we can contact each other."