Subject: [Fanfic][Futaba]Misaki-chan Change!! Part 2
From: Magic Knight Kyone
Date: 5/16/1997, 9:37 PM
To: fanfic@fanfic.com

I decided to do this part a bit different than part one.  I wrote this
part in first person, mostly because it felt more right to me to do it
that way.

And of course, any and all C&C is appreciated!

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	Kyone (finally) is sitting at her computer writing, when the other
Magic Knights walk into theirhey are carrying all sorts of parcels.  Kyone
takes a few seconds to stare at them enviously, before returning to her
work.

	"Kyone-chan!  Are you writing the next part of Magic Knight Ranma?
You know how much Zen's been waiting for it..."  Hikaru smiles.   *I can
almost feel the cuteness quotient shoot through the roof when she does
that!*  Kyone sighed.

	"No, I'm not working on that one right now!  I'm working on that
tomorrow."  Kyone glances at Umi, and calms down significantly.  *She's
not upset!  A new record!  Three days without her hitting me!*

	"Then, are you working on that Quantum Leap fic?  I know your
friend Causey-san would appreciate you getting more of that done."  Fuu
calmly replies.  "Besides, you haven't done anything new on it since you
started.  I know he's probably feed up with you by now."

	"Yeah, and we would enjoy it if you finally wrote a story with us
in it!  AND you haven't even come up with an idea for one, yet"  Umi
calmly (for talking to Kyone) replied.

	"Umm...no.  I'll be working on the Quantum Leap one later tonight!
Really!  And I promise that I'll start a Magic Knight Rayearth one as soon
as I hay out, if things got sticky.  As usual, there isn't.

	"Then what are you writing?"  Umi asked, as she glanced over
Kyone's shoulder.  "Ohh, more of your alternate history
story...Misaki-chan Change!!"

	"You mean none of you are mad at me?  You aren't going to beat me
up?"  Kyone, for once, felt like she was actually safe typing.

	"Actually, no. I've beat you up so much while you've been writing,
it's become a tradition, and I'd feel bad for not doing it."  Umi grinned
at Kyone, with an evil glint in her eyes.  Kyone bolted, away from her and
slammed into a wall.

	"You really should look where you're going, Kyone-chan!"  Umi told
her, as she began to wipe the floor for her.  "It would sure hurt a lot
less!"

	Kyone's only response were her screams.
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	 I was  still recovering from what Daddy had just told me.  *I
never knew you could learn so much about your own family over breakfast* I
thought.  *Still, to find out that Daddy gave birth to me!  What could be
more shocking than that?*

	There was a sudden ominous thunder boom....

	Mom abruptly seemed to brighten, as if she had an idea..  "Oh, I
know what we can do!  Tonight, after you get back from school, I'm going
to invite some people over for dinner," Mom said.  "We haven't seen them
since before you were born, but they are good friends of your father and
me.  They also have the same sex-changing abilities we do."

	I perked up a bit at that.  "Who are they?"

	Mom grins.  "I think their son goes to your school.  They're the
Shimeru's."

	I crashed to the floor, fainting from the shock.
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Misaki-chan Change!!:  Part 2
Misaki-chan and the Mysteries of a Boy's Body!!
By Magic Knight Kyone

Futaba-kun Change is the property of Jump Comics

All situations in this story are my fault.  If you like it, great!  If you
hate it, well...you DO have my e-mail address...!

KEY
*...* -- Misaki's Thoughts
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Kyone's Ravings:
	Okay.  This story is the next part of my alternate story of
Futaba-kun Change!! story.  This part begins right after the last part.
Umi-chan, would you like to tell them what happened in the last part?

Umi's Rantings:
	Sure, Kyone-chan!  In the last part of Misaki-chan Change!!, Shima
Misaki woke up from a wrestling match, to find out that she had turned
into a guy!  After convincing her, (excuse me, HIS) friend, Futaba-chan,
that he was all right, (of course, without revealing that he's a guy now)
Misaki-kun made his way home.  That night, he had a weird dream, where he
lost the affections of the man he loves, Shimeru Futaba, but found herself
getting intimate with one of her closest female friends, also named
Shimeru Futaba!  If you aren't confused yet, when Misaki-kun woke up, he
found out that his mom and dad also changed sexes due to stress!  While
quite glad to find out that he would not be stuck as a man, Misaki-kun's
family dumped two more surprises on him!  One, that it was the person who
he thought was her father all his life that gave birth to him, and two,
that the man that he loves, Shimeru Futaba, changes sex, just like him!

	And now back to you, Kyone-chan!

Kyone's Ravings:
	Err....right!  And if you aren't totally confused, here's
Fuu-chan, who will tell us where we can learn more about Futaba-kun
Change!!

Fuu's information:
	Thank you, Kyone-san.

For those of you who know nothing about Futaba-kun Change!!, check out the
Futaba-kun Change!! homepage at:

http://otakuworld.com/dov/fkc/

Not only do they give a good description of the series, they have links to
the translations to the manga.  Part 7, the most recent part, is only
partially translated, but, then again, it and Part 8 were both released
recently.

	And now back to Kyone-san.

Kyone's Ravings:
	Thank you, Fuu-chan.  Hikaru-chan, would you please introduce the
story?

Hikaru's cheering:
	Thank you Kyone-chan!  All I want to say is enjoy the story!
Kyone-chan appreciates all your responses!
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	My face was hot from anger as I charged down the halls of Komatane
Junior High school.  I was dressed like I normal for school, with the
addition of some padding to insure that I still looked like a girl to my
classmates.

	At that time though, I didn't really care if I looked like a man.
It was only because of Mother that I disguised myself, instead of storming
strait to school.  Even with the disguise, however, I didn't look all that
feminine.  Of course, most people when they are pissed as I am don't look
feminine.

	I stormed into his classroom, and scanned the room for my target.
When I found Futaba-chan sitting at her desk, my heart skipped a beat, and
the desire to pound her began to leave me.  I quickly shook it off,
however, and charged to her desk.  "Futaba-chan!" I growled, as I grabbed
her arm.

	"What's wrong, Misaki-chan?"  she asked, quite puzzled.

	"Come out to the hall with me.  We HAVE to talk!"  I commanded.
Before Futaba-chan had a chance to reply, I yanked her out of her desk and
drag her out to the hall.  A few other students crowded around, wanting to
watch, until I glared at them, promising death if they did not leave us
alone.  Promptly, the other students flooded to their assorted classrooms.

	"Wha-!" Futaba-chan began, before looking at my face.  She
promptly shut up.

	I took a deep breath, trying to keep myself angry.  It disturbed
me greatly that I was more interested in gazing into Futaba-chan's
beautiful eyes than to find out why she had never told me the full truth.
I tightened my grip on her arm, and asked.  "Why, Shimeru-kun...why didn't
you tell me?"

	"Tell you...."  I watched Futaba-chan's eyed grow to twice their
normal size, when she realized what I had called her.  "You know my
secret!  How did you find out?"  she asked. I let go of her arm, since she
wasn't struggling.

	"This morning, while I was talking to my parents, they told me.  I
thought we were friends, Futa--Shimeru-kun.  Maybe something more.  Did
you just not trust me?  Is that it?"  I asked, as gazed at her gorgeous
face, while the smell of her hair was driving me crazy.  *NO!  I must stay
mad!  I HAVE to stay mad!*  But it was hard to do so.

	Futaba-chan lowered her eyes, causing my heart to skip again.  "I
didn't tell you..." she began, her voice cracking, as if she was trying
not to cry.  "I didn't tell you because I was scared.  Scared that you
would hate me for being a freak.  And now, you do.  I can tell it.  You
hate me now, don't you?"  Futaba-chan looked up, tears flooding her lovely
green eyes.

	I couldn't take it anymore.  The last bit of anger I had for this
beautiful creature flew out of me.  I pulled her to my chest, hugging her
as hard as I could without crushing her.  "I...I could never hate you,
Futaba-chan...." I...I couldn't believe how tender my voice sounded.

	Futaba-chan wrapped her arms around me, returning his hug.  "You
mean it?  It really doesn't bother-EH!?!?!"  Suddenly, Futaba-chan's
expression changed from relief to shock!  She pushed me away, looking down
at my skirt.  "What happened to you, Misaki-chan?  I thought I felt
a...a..."  Her face turned red as she tried to tell me what had been
pressed into her body.

	*Oh, no!  I forgot!  I'm still a guy!*  I blushed.  *She...she
felt so good in my arms though--WHAT AM I THINKING!  I'm a GIRL!*  I
started to breathe slow, trying to calm down my exited body.
"Umm...Fu--Shimeru-kun...ahh...my family kinda has the same genetic quirk
your family does."  I started to blush harder as Futaba-chan's eyes grew
huge yet again.  "I-I changed for the first time yesterday, after the
fight."

	"So that's why you were acting so weird!  I had no idea!"  Her
expression quickly shifted from shock to concern.  "How...how are you
taking it?  I know it didn't go over well with me when it happened..."

	I smirked.  "I don't think I did either.  It's not everyday that
you find out you're not quite the same as everyone else...let alone that
the person you thought of as your father gave birth to you."  Futaba-chan
started giggling.  "What?  What did I say?"

	"Oh, nothing.  I was just remembering what happened when my dad
told me..."  She giggled again at my curious expression.  "I'll tell you
about it later...I gotta take you to kaichou-sensei, and show you the
secret hiding place."

	"Take me to kaichou-sensei?  Are you nuts!?!"  I exclaimed.  When
I saw the hurt expression on Futaba-chan's face, I immediately regretted
it.  "I'm sorry, Futaba-chan.  I shouldn't have yelled."

	Relief flooded me as she smiles at me...  "Don't worry about
kaichou-sensei.  He knows about us, and will keep your secret," she said.
"Though he's a little bit eccentric at times, so keep yourher arms around
mine, and started pulling me to the office.

	*She...she looks so cute!*  I thought, as she lead me down the
hall.  I then slapped myself in the head with his free arm.  *Why do I
keep thinking of her...er...him...whatever like that?  I'M A GIRL!  Girls
don't want other girls!*

					-=-=-
Note:  Kaichou-sensei means principal, and is also how Futaba refers to
the principal of Komatane Junior High School in the manga.
					-=-=-

	I'd never been in the kaichou's office before, and was quite
surprised at the decor.  Throughout the room were pictures and statues of
all sorts of super heroes.  I thought that I even recognized a few of them
from those American comic books.  Only one wall did not have any of the
decorations, since it was the office window. Standing in front of the
window, looking out was our kaichou, Hirouin-sensei.

	Futaba-chan released my arm and stepped forward.
"Umm...kaichou-sensei.  We need to talk to you," she said, timidly.
"There's something we need you to know."

	Hirouin-sensei turned around and faced us.  No matter how many
times I saw him, I always had to suppress the urge to giggle, since his
head as an oddly colored beach ball.  "What's the problem, Shimeru-kun?
Is there something wrong with Shima-kun?"

	Futaba-chan blushed.  "Not...exactly WRONG with her.  Apparently,
her family has the same genetic quirk mine does, and she now changes.  We
need for you to get her re-registered as a guy, like you did for me..."

	"SAY NOTHING MORE!" kaichou-sensei cried out.  "I will take care
of this!"  He turned back to the window.  "Shima-kun," he said, staring
out on the school grounds.

	"Ha...Hai?"  I replied, trying to straighten out what exactly was
going on.

	Hirouin-sensei turned back to me.  "As long as you believe in
justice, you will have no problems at this school!"  His suddenly jerked
back towards the window.  "Excuse me for a second."

	Futaba-chan sighed.  "He's at it, again," she said, after
searching out the window for a few seconds.

	"He's at what?"  I asked.  Futaba-chan pointed towards the school
gate.  I turned my head, and saw it.  There  was a student trying to sneak
off the school grounds.

	I was about to ask her what she meant, again, when someone's voice
startled me, shouting  "HA!"  I spun around, searching for the offending
person.  It was...the principal dressed in a Spider-Man outfit!  "I will
stop that delinquent student from breaking school rules, for I am Seigi No
Mikata!"  He charged forward breaking through the window.

	I just stared.  "Kai...Kaichou-sensei is Seigi No Mikata!?!?"  I
exclaimed, turning toward Futaba-chan.  My jaw must have dropped to the
floor.

	Shock was soon followed by humor in Futaba-chan's beautiful eyes.
"You mean you didn't know?  I thought everyone had seen through
Kaichou-sensei's corny disguises."  She smiled.  "He does think that no
one recognizes him through his costumes, however...."

	I flushed.  "I guess your right, they are a bit corny.  Though now
that I think about it, I should have caught on to you a few time."  I
smiled, glad to get the drop on her for a change.  "I do have a good
excuse, however.  Guys just aren't supposed to change into girls, are
they?"

	Futaba-chan just shakes her head, still smiling.  "I guess not.
Come on.  I'll take you to the secret hiding place.  We need to get you
changed, so we can introduce the class to it's new member!"

					-=-=-
Note:  The manga translation I'm using translates Seigi No Mikata as "The
Friend of Justice."  And believe me when I say, he really does use a corny
new disguise every time!
					-=-=-

	I was quite surprised to see the secret room.  As many times as
I'd walked past the door on the stairwell, I'd never noticed it.    The
room wasn't all that big, but there was plenty of space to store clothing.
On the wall across from the door, there was a chest of drawers under a
mirror.  For the first time since yesterday evening, I got a good chance
to examine his male form.

	I noticed that I looked extremely similar to his female self.  I'm
not sure if that's normal, since Futaba-chan's male and female forms are
radical different.  The only major differences I noticed in my male form
was that I was slightly taller, and that my hair didn't seem to be quite
the same shade of black that I'm used to.

	"Futaba-chan, what are we gonna do?  I don't look different enough
in this form to pass off as a new guy!" I exclaimed, as I examined myself.

	"Then we'll make you different!"  She smiled.  I began to sweat.
"First of all, why don't you change?  I'll wait outside while you do."
Futaba-chan walked over to the door.

	"Wait!  What do I change into?"  I replied, panicking.
Futaba-chan sighed.  She walked over to the chest of drawers, pulled one
open, and took out a uniform.  She brought it up to my body.

	"There!  That looks about the right size!  Put these on."  She
dropped the clothes into his arms.  "And don't forget to tell me when
you're done!  Then I'll start teaching you how to be a guy!"

	*I'm doomed!  I am SO doomed!*

					-=-=-

	"So, Shimeru-kun, how are you gonna make me look like someone
else?"  After I had gotten dressed, Futaba-chan had thrown me out.  When
she let me back in, he was male,  and as handsome as always....

	Shimeru-kun walked around me for a few seconds looking me over.
"First of all,  we gotta clean off whatever makeup you're wearing.  Then,
I think we'll tie your hair into a long pony tail.  If anyone in class
asks about how long it is, just comment about it being a family tradition.
While you were changing, I got some stuff, so you can clean up your face,
while I deal with your hair."

	While I was using the mirror, I watched how Shimeru-kun tied my
hair.  He arranged my hair so that it was pulled back strait, kinda like
how Duncan MacCleod generally has his hair in Highlander.  I don't think
it looked all that bad actually.  But there was one thing.  "This doesn't
help all that much...I still look a lot like normal.  You can't change the
way my face looks."

	"You're right.  So we'll have to distract them from it."  He
chuckled, probably because I had that shocked look again.  "I once heard
that one of the best disguises is an eye patch, since it causes everyone
to look at the eye patch, not the face.  But I don't think that it will do
for you.  It's too easy for someone to find out you're wearing one for no
reason.  While I was picking that other stuff up, I also ran by the Drama
Club's storage room, and got this!"

	Shimeru-kun held up a pair of glasses, with lenses and all  I
glanced at them for a second, then stared at him.  "Glasses?  I don't need
glasses."

	"I know," he replied.  "Put them on.  They won't effect your
vision at all, but it will give everyone something else to look at.  While
you may still look a lot like the Misaki-chan everyone knows, well,
everyone also knows that Misaki-chan isn't male and doesn't wear glasses.
Put them on and then look at yourself."

	I put them on, and looked at the mirror.  Shimeru-kun was right.
I didn't look like myself!  It's exactly like they say...staring into a
mirror and seeing a stranger.  To tell the truth, it's a little bit
disconcerting.

	"Come on, SHIMA-KUN!"  I stared at him for a second, as he opened
the door.  "What do you expect?  I wouldn't look all that normal calling
some new guy that no one had ever seen 'Misaki-chan' now would I?"

	I thought about that for a few seconds.  As much as I didn't like
it, I knew he was right.

					-=-=-

	Both of us stood outside of the classroom door.  "Well, we can't
put this off any longer, Shima-kun.  We better enter, now, so we don't get
punished."  Shimeru-kun patted me on my shoulder.  "Don't worry, I'll go
in first.  I'll call you in."

	*Here goes nothing,* I thought, as he opened the door, and stepped
in.

	That's when I heard Sabuyama-sensei.  "Where have you been,
Shimeru-kun?  Why are you so late?"

	"I was showing a new student around.  He just transferred in
today, but he was a bit late, so Kaichou-sensei didn't have time to call
you.  I just happened to be around, and got drafted."

	I could almost hear the relief in sensei's voice.  "I'm glad
that's all it was.  I don't want to have to punish you, Shimeru-kun.
Would you please call in the new student?"

	"Sure will.  Come on in, Shima-kun."  I walked through the door,
timidly scanning my classmates.  *This is weird, being reintroduced to all
my friends again...*  I then looked at sensei.  *That's odd.  He always
seems quite unfriendly with my female self.  Why is he now looking at me
the way he looks at Shimeru-kun?*

	"It's nice to meet you,"  said sensei.  "I will be one of your
teachers.  My name is Sabuyama.  I'm glad you are joining our class."

	I then bowed to him, then turned to face my classmates.  "My name
is Shima Misaki.  It's nice to meet you."
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End Part 2
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