Differnt Forms
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Author's note: To satisfy boys and girls alike... two boys reborn as girls... and their destined love for one another.
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"You know, it's true, soul mates never lose one another. From one life to the next, they search and when they finally find each other, they will never be separated..."
~*~
"WHADYA MEAN I FAILED?"
The professor looked up from the pile of papers scattered across his desk. "I said, you failed this course for the second time. At this rate you'll be either repeating this grade or take summer school," he snapped.
The girl slammed her hands against the desk. "NO WAY!"
"Repeat that action and you will be suspended."
She backed off slightly and pushed her firey bangs from her eyes. Baring her fangs at the professor she hissed, "I ain't yer friend, and I don't care if I gotta take summer school long as it ain't wit you." With that she marched off, stuffing the report card into her bookbag as she went.
Kanshou Hino was the not a typical student, from her swagger, to her attitude, to her uniform. Her hair was a bright red, and her eyes were a cool amber. She often bared her naturally sharp canines in anger, which was highlighted by the clothes she wore. Her cothes were anything but regulation. She wore a boys uniform, unbottoned, untucked and she cared little for her appearance. She even spent a week in detention the first week of high school because of her clothes.
"Ooi, Kanshou!" Koji called from down the hall.
Koji Liao, a Chinese boy who was never seen without his partner. They were both foreign, both trouble makers and both... well... "crazy" as the school like to call them. He was undoubtedly the male equivelent of Kanshou. If she wasn't a girl... she'd be him. His hair was blue, naturally, but the school attempted to die it black to get it in suit with regulations, instead he ended up suspended for a month for punching out the principal.
Kanshou punched him in the shoulder as a greeting and swore, "Fuck! I failed three courses this term!"
"So? That's better than last year."
"Ya don't get it! I gotta get a tutor now! My old man said if I failed another class I'm gonna be forced in takin' after school classes with some ol' fag," she hissed and marched out of the school.
Koji ran after her and jogged by her side. "Aw dammit, at least you don't have to go to summer school like I do..."
"THAT and a tutor..."
"Oh... burn..." Suddenly he brightened up. "Hey, I know! Maybe we'll have classes together!"
"Doubt it, dis school knows us too well. They wouldn't dare." Kenshou gestured towards her right at the fork in the road. The two went their separate ways, the firey haired girl descending deep into a perfect neighborhood.
"Perfect lawns, western houses... like somethin' from an American film- Uuf!" She stumbled backwards. "Hey! Dammit! What the fuck!? What where yer goin'!" she growled and clentched her hands into fists.
A tall girl was sprawled on the ground, clawing at the scattered books and papers. "Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear," she said over and over.
Kenshou blinked, unsure of what to do. She had to admit though... the girl WAS kinda cute. She had long, light blue hair, with bangs that covered her eyes, and her body was thin, but well formed, not like her own which was muscular and masculine. "Gee... uh sorry."
The girl stood up, stuffing papers into the messenger bag. "What a mess... oh dear." She looked up briefly, and Kenshou saw one bright red eye smiling at her. The other was covered by thin bangs, but somehow... it didn't look right. "I'm so sorry," the girl said and quickly ran off.
Again the firey haired girl blinked... finally she just shrugged and trudged towards home.
~*~
"How could you? You've been getting worse and worse, every year! Ever since your mother left, you've been nothing but trouble! Why? Am I THAT bad of a father? Can't you understand what it's like to be me--"
Kenshou looked up at the ceiling. Her father never yelled, he never lost his temper, but he was always stressed. He went on, talking about her brothers, her future... stuff that didn't matter. Finally she tuned in near the end of his long speech.
"--and I've hired a tutor to come EVERY night, to deal with a differnt subject. Don't give this person a hard time? It was very difficult to find someone with that kind of knowledge."
She rolled her eyes. 'No way am I gonna come ho--' she started thinking but was interupted when her father added, "And, I will keep in touch with your brother to make sure you don't skip out on this."
"WHAT!?"
"Yes, that's right... and don't forget about summer school. That begins in a week."
Kenshou growled and bared her fangs at her father. He wasn't fazed. He was never fazed. Those same fangs had given him scars more than enough times. She turned around and marched into the basement towards her dark room. Settling into her chair she turned on the computer. The greenish light illuminated her face, and she started up her favorite game.
Sounds of gun shots, explosions and fire filled the room, and she pounded furiously on the keyboard, another monster dead.
"Hey bitch."
She didn't turn around.
"Hey BITCH."
Another monster screamed and it's blood splattered in the game. Suddenly the lights were on, and the game shut down. Kenshou whirled around in her chair screaming, "WHAT THE FUCK?"
Her brother smiled. He was only a year older than her, but he thought he was the best. "So, BITCH, heard you failed another year." He smirked. "Bet you can't get all As like I do."
"Why would I WANT to be like ya, bastard?"
His smirk widned. "You are going to be crawling in the sewers when you're my age."
She stood up, towering at least three inches above. "I practically AM your age."
"Whatever."
"Ya fag."
Her brother gave a loud, "Hmph" and left her basement, shutting off the lights as he did so. Kenshou punched the wall denting it slightly. Suddenly her cell phone rang and she searched her pockets for the small device.
"Yo?"
"Kenshou, I'm totally busted. No way can we meet tomorrow."
"Me too. I got some kinda 'All Knowing' tutor, and my brother's gonna keep a watch on me ALL day."
"That SUCKS."
"Geez... I miss ya..."
"It's only gonna be a week, then we'll see each other at school... Again..."
"FUCK!!! SCHOOL!!!! Why can't we go to a normal school?"
"Cuz we got rich parents that want us to make it big in America, so they send us to some international school..."
Kenshou laughed. "That's bull."
Suddenly there was a cry from the other line and Koji going, "Damn, I'm caught. Gotta go..."
Then it was over.
She sighed and fell backwards on her bed. "Damn, I wish I were a boy... then I could do anything..." She groped for the lamp and switched it on, lighting up the posters plastered on her walls. Pictures of beautiful models, actresses, anime girls filled up one wall, while video games and shows filled up another wall. The other two were her stations. Her computer and her television were set up, fulling equipped and the best money could buy. her father gave her anything she want, like a baby, and no price too large. It was like some kind of bribe. She got stuff, she gave good grades. A few fans hung in her room as well, large and decorated with images of pheonixes, turtles, dragons and tigers: the four gods.
Kenshou reached under her bed and pulled out a large sheet of cloth, wood, brushes and paint. Sitting on the floor she began to paint a scene, a warrior of fire fighting a wall of water, inside a demon... and... "I need something else, another person," she said to her self and began to form a man, clutching the demon, holding him down. Taking a finer brush and dipping it in an orange-red, the warrior became herself. Short firey red hair, amber eyes, waving a fan of that burned with flames. But the warrior was a man, something that seemed to feel right for the picture. The water was colored a dark blue, the foam a soft white. The rocks were brown and gray, shining with a wet touch. The demon, colored like a human, with wings, and a chinese robe.
Suddenly the other warrior was filled with colors, white, brown and dark blue were his clothes and his hair... 'A light blue,' she thought filling it in, 'like that girl I bumped into...' Suddenly she found herself covering half of the warrior's face with long blue bangs.
"Warriors of the... Pheonix god fighting a demon," she said slowly and wrote out the kanji along the side of the scroll.
She yawned and leaned back against her bed.
~*~
"I'M SO TIRED!"
"Oh... Tasuki no da..."
"How much longer until we get to the next village?"
"Judging if a we were to walk at a normal place no da, we'd be there by night fall no da."
"NIGHT FALL? Geez, why don't you take off that tunic, spread it out and pop us right over! Then we'll have a drink in a bar with some pretty girls.
"'Oh sir, you're so handsome! I think I'm in love with you'
"'I'm just a wandering traveller. If you get involved with me, I'll just break your heart na no da!'
"'You're so mean-' Augh!"
"Stop acting like such an idiot and start walking!"
"No way! NO WAY! NO WAY! NO WAY!"
~*~
Kenshou groaned and sat up her back and shoulder throbbing in pain. She stretched out from her sitting position on the ground. The small window showed that morning had come, and that she was sleeping like that ALL night.
"Uugh, what a dream," she groaned. Vauge snippets clung to her memory... two travellers arguing... both of them looked like the warriors she drew for a new fan. She stared at the painting. "A blue haired monk with a smile! That's who he is! He's a monk!" she said aloud in realization.
"Hey, sleeping bitch! You awake yet?"
"Shut up fag!"
"I'll take that as a yes. Look, I'm goin' out. Don't be dumb and leave home. Dad's gonna call every hour and if you don't pick up you're as good as dead."
There were foot steps, and then she heard the door upstairs close. "Yes! The shithead's GONE!" she cried and jumped up and down in celebration. She moved the house phone to her side and sat down next to the scroll and wood. Carefully gluing the curved fabric to the frame she created another large fan to hang from her wall. All her fans were homemade, a shred of evidence that she had other talents besides video games, fighting and car racing.
Suddenly a fleeting image of the girl on the ground appeared in her mind. Kanshou dropped the fan in surprise. "Dammit! She's not even THAT cute! Why the hell am I thinking about her?"
Shaking her head, she stuck the fan next to the one of the pheonix and the fire. "The pheonix and his warriors belong together," she said slowly and jumped off her stool.
Her cell phone ran, signalling that Koji managed to get away to call her. "Yeah, whaddya want shithead?" she asked, teasingly.
"Just wanted to see how my favorite bitch is doin'," he replied.
"Think you can come over for some fun?"
"Pfft, the way my parents got me on lock down? I can't even leave my room."
Kenshou sighed. "I'm just bored as hell... but I did see the cutest girl yesterday."
"Really?"
"No! Not really... I mean, she ain't even that cute! Just... geez! Stop it!" She could have sworn that Koji was grinning like a mad man on the other side of the phone. "You're horrible!" she added quickly.
"I bet you're blushing."
Suddenly she felt her cheeks warm up. "You're makin' me!"
"Look, I gotta go before anyone catches me. Later girl."
Then, silence. Kenshou sighed and sat back, to admire her wall, pushing any thoughts of the girl out of her mind. "I ain't gonna see her again, so why should I make a big deal about it? I mean, it was just one of those things..."
Suddenlt she felt something against her foot, as she moved it slightly. Searching under her bed she found what she was looking for. It turned out to be a large gilded book, with the title, "Universe of the Four Gods."
"This wasn't here before..." she said slowly and opened the book. The pages were filled with pictures and words... a story.
"The story of the four priestess of Genbu, Byakko, Suzaku and Seiryuu," she said as her eyes scanned the pages. "The four gods from my fans! This is great! Maybe I can see if the pheonix warriors I drew were accurate!" She laughed and sank against her bed with the story.
The tale of the first summoned priestess filled her thoughts-the priestess of Genbu
~*~
"Kenshou! Kenshou! You're tutor's here!"
She looked up from the book for the first time since she found it. The story drew her in, and she found herself surrounded with pictures of the Genbu priestess that she doddled. "AH! I'm not some romantic chick!" she cried and threw the pictures and book under her bed, pulling out a gamer's manual and started up her console. She sat down and fixated her attention to the screen and the fighting game. "Yeah? So?"
"I already sent her down!"
"'Her?'"
She heard footsteps behind her, and she dropped the controller to look behind her. There she was, the thin girl with long blue hair. Kenshou lost her breath. All this time she thought she was never going to see her again, and now here she was... her tutor. She finally got a closer look at the girl. Her eyes really were red... at least the one visible left eye was. Her right was completely covered by the soft blue, almost feathery hair. She was slightly taller than herself, and she carried herself in a gently, manner. Her face was delicately formed, from the bridge of her nose, to the soft curve of her lips. She even looked half Chinese like herself. Kenshou gluped and the same thought became to repeat itself in her mind, 'I am not gay... I am not gay...'
"Kenshou Hino?"
"Uuh... yeah?" she said dumbly.
The girl stuck out a hand and smiled. "My name is Chishiki Teijina, I'll be your tutor."
~*~
author's notes: Well, that's it... hopefully you already understand who's who! ^_^ I hope so. And trust me, this isn't just any plain stupid romance story. Stuff'll happen hopefully. I think this is a rather cute story and hopefully you'll like it. If I get a few reviews for this, I'll continue it. Actually... even if I don't get as many as I'd like.. I think I'll still continue it. I really like this. ^_^
****
Author's note: To satisfy boys and girls alike... two boys reborn as girls... and their destined love for one another.
****
"You know, it's true, soul mates never lose one another. From one life to the next, they search and when they finally find each other, they will never be separated..."
~*~
"WHADYA MEAN I FAILED?"
The professor looked up from the pile of papers scattered across his desk. "I said, you failed this course for the second time. At this rate you'll be either repeating this grade or take summer school," he snapped.
The girl slammed her hands against the desk. "NO WAY!"
"Repeat that action and you will be suspended."
She backed off slightly and pushed her firey bangs from her eyes. Baring her fangs at the professor she hissed, "I ain't yer friend, and I don't care if I gotta take summer school long as it ain't wit you." With that she marched off, stuffing the report card into her bookbag as she went.
Kanshou Hino was the not a typical student, from her swagger, to her attitude, to her uniform. Her hair was a bright red, and her eyes were a cool amber. She often bared her naturally sharp canines in anger, which was highlighted by the clothes she wore. Her cothes were anything but regulation. She wore a boys uniform, unbottoned, untucked and she cared little for her appearance. She even spent a week in detention the first week of high school because of her clothes.
"Ooi, Kanshou!" Koji called from down the hall.
Koji Liao, a Chinese boy who was never seen without his partner. They were both foreign, both trouble makers and both... well... "crazy" as the school like to call them. He was undoubtedly the male equivelent of Kanshou. If she wasn't a girl... she'd be him. His hair was blue, naturally, but the school attempted to die it black to get it in suit with regulations, instead he ended up suspended for a month for punching out the principal.
Kanshou punched him in the shoulder as a greeting and swore, "Fuck! I failed three courses this term!"
"So? That's better than last year."
"Ya don't get it! I gotta get a tutor now! My old man said if I failed another class I'm gonna be forced in takin' after school classes with some ol' fag," she hissed and marched out of the school.
Koji ran after her and jogged by her side. "Aw dammit, at least you don't have to go to summer school like I do..."
"THAT and a tutor..."
"Oh... burn..." Suddenly he brightened up. "Hey, I know! Maybe we'll have classes together!"
"Doubt it, dis school knows us too well. They wouldn't dare." Kenshou gestured towards her right at the fork in the road. The two went their separate ways, the firey haired girl descending deep into a perfect neighborhood.
"Perfect lawns, western houses... like somethin' from an American film- Uuf!" She stumbled backwards. "Hey! Dammit! What the fuck!? What where yer goin'!" she growled and clentched her hands into fists.
A tall girl was sprawled on the ground, clawing at the scattered books and papers. "Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear," she said over and over.
Kenshou blinked, unsure of what to do. She had to admit though... the girl WAS kinda cute. She had long, light blue hair, with bangs that covered her eyes, and her body was thin, but well formed, not like her own which was muscular and masculine. "Gee... uh sorry."
The girl stood up, stuffing papers into the messenger bag. "What a mess... oh dear." She looked up briefly, and Kenshou saw one bright red eye smiling at her. The other was covered by thin bangs, but somehow... it didn't look right. "I'm so sorry," the girl said and quickly ran off.
Again the firey haired girl blinked... finally she just shrugged and trudged towards home.
~*~
"How could you? You've been getting worse and worse, every year! Ever since your mother left, you've been nothing but trouble! Why? Am I THAT bad of a father? Can't you understand what it's like to be me--"
Kenshou looked up at the ceiling. Her father never yelled, he never lost his temper, but he was always stressed. He went on, talking about her brothers, her future... stuff that didn't matter. Finally she tuned in near the end of his long speech.
"--and I've hired a tutor to come EVERY night, to deal with a differnt subject. Don't give this person a hard time? It was very difficult to find someone with that kind of knowledge."
She rolled her eyes. 'No way am I gonna come ho--' she started thinking but was interupted when her father added, "And, I will keep in touch with your brother to make sure you don't skip out on this."
"WHAT!?"
"Yes, that's right... and don't forget about summer school. That begins in a week."
Kenshou growled and bared her fangs at her father. He wasn't fazed. He was never fazed. Those same fangs had given him scars more than enough times. She turned around and marched into the basement towards her dark room. Settling into her chair she turned on the computer. The greenish light illuminated her face, and she started up her favorite game.
Sounds of gun shots, explosions and fire filled the room, and she pounded furiously on the keyboard, another monster dead.
"Hey bitch."
She didn't turn around.
"Hey BITCH."
Another monster screamed and it's blood splattered in the game. Suddenly the lights were on, and the game shut down. Kenshou whirled around in her chair screaming, "WHAT THE FUCK?"
Her brother smiled. He was only a year older than her, but he thought he was the best. "So, BITCH, heard you failed another year." He smirked. "Bet you can't get all As like I do."
"Why would I WANT to be like ya, bastard?"
His smirk widned. "You are going to be crawling in the sewers when you're my age."
She stood up, towering at least three inches above. "I practically AM your age."
"Whatever."
"Ya fag."
Her brother gave a loud, "Hmph" and left her basement, shutting off the lights as he did so. Kenshou punched the wall denting it slightly. Suddenly her cell phone rang and she searched her pockets for the small device.
"Yo?"
"Kenshou, I'm totally busted. No way can we meet tomorrow."
"Me too. I got some kinda 'All Knowing' tutor, and my brother's gonna keep a watch on me ALL day."
"That SUCKS."
"Geez... I miss ya..."
"It's only gonna be a week, then we'll see each other at school... Again..."
"FUCK!!! SCHOOL!!!! Why can't we go to a normal school?"
"Cuz we got rich parents that want us to make it big in America, so they send us to some international school..."
Kenshou laughed. "That's bull."
Suddenly there was a cry from the other line and Koji going, "Damn, I'm caught. Gotta go..."
Then it was over.
She sighed and fell backwards on her bed. "Damn, I wish I were a boy... then I could do anything..." She groped for the lamp and switched it on, lighting up the posters plastered on her walls. Pictures of beautiful models, actresses, anime girls filled up one wall, while video games and shows filled up another wall. The other two were her stations. Her computer and her television were set up, fulling equipped and the best money could buy. her father gave her anything she want, like a baby, and no price too large. It was like some kind of bribe. She got stuff, she gave good grades. A few fans hung in her room as well, large and decorated with images of pheonixes, turtles, dragons and tigers: the four gods.
Kenshou reached under her bed and pulled out a large sheet of cloth, wood, brushes and paint. Sitting on the floor she began to paint a scene, a warrior of fire fighting a wall of water, inside a demon... and... "I need something else, another person," she said to her self and began to form a man, clutching the demon, holding him down. Taking a finer brush and dipping it in an orange-red, the warrior became herself. Short firey red hair, amber eyes, waving a fan of that burned with flames. But the warrior was a man, something that seemed to feel right for the picture. The water was colored a dark blue, the foam a soft white. The rocks were brown and gray, shining with a wet touch. The demon, colored like a human, with wings, and a chinese robe.
Suddenly the other warrior was filled with colors, white, brown and dark blue were his clothes and his hair... 'A light blue,' she thought filling it in, 'like that girl I bumped into...' Suddenly she found herself covering half of the warrior's face with long blue bangs.
"Warriors of the... Pheonix god fighting a demon," she said slowly and wrote out the kanji along the side of the scroll.
She yawned and leaned back against her bed.
~*~
"I'M SO TIRED!"
"Oh... Tasuki no da..."
"How much longer until we get to the next village?"
"Judging if a we were to walk at a normal place no da, we'd be there by night fall no da."
"NIGHT FALL? Geez, why don't you take off that tunic, spread it out and pop us right over! Then we'll have a drink in a bar with some pretty girls.
"'Oh sir, you're so handsome! I think I'm in love with you'
"'I'm just a wandering traveller. If you get involved with me, I'll just break your heart na no da!'
"'You're so mean-' Augh!"
"Stop acting like such an idiot and start walking!"
"No way! NO WAY! NO WAY! NO WAY!"
~*~
Kenshou groaned and sat up her back and shoulder throbbing in pain. She stretched out from her sitting position on the ground. The small window showed that morning had come, and that she was sleeping like that ALL night.
"Uugh, what a dream," she groaned. Vauge snippets clung to her memory... two travellers arguing... both of them looked like the warriors she drew for a new fan. She stared at the painting. "A blue haired monk with a smile! That's who he is! He's a monk!" she said aloud in realization.
"Hey, sleeping bitch! You awake yet?"
"Shut up fag!"
"I'll take that as a yes. Look, I'm goin' out. Don't be dumb and leave home. Dad's gonna call every hour and if you don't pick up you're as good as dead."
There were foot steps, and then she heard the door upstairs close. "Yes! The shithead's GONE!" she cried and jumped up and down in celebration. She moved the house phone to her side and sat down next to the scroll and wood. Carefully gluing the curved fabric to the frame she created another large fan to hang from her wall. All her fans were homemade, a shred of evidence that she had other talents besides video games, fighting and car racing.
Suddenly a fleeting image of the girl on the ground appeared in her mind. Kanshou dropped the fan in surprise. "Dammit! She's not even THAT cute! Why the hell am I thinking about her?"
Shaking her head, she stuck the fan next to the one of the pheonix and the fire. "The pheonix and his warriors belong together," she said slowly and jumped off her stool.
Her cell phone ran, signalling that Koji managed to get away to call her. "Yeah, whaddya want shithead?" she asked, teasingly.
"Just wanted to see how my favorite bitch is doin'," he replied.
"Think you can come over for some fun?"
"Pfft, the way my parents got me on lock down? I can't even leave my room."
Kenshou sighed. "I'm just bored as hell... but I did see the cutest girl yesterday."
"Really?"
"No! Not really... I mean, she ain't even that cute! Just... geez! Stop it!" She could have sworn that Koji was grinning like a mad man on the other side of the phone. "You're horrible!" she added quickly.
"I bet you're blushing."
Suddenly she felt her cheeks warm up. "You're makin' me!"
"Look, I gotta go before anyone catches me. Later girl."
Then, silence. Kenshou sighed and sat back, to admire her wall, pushing any thoughts of the girl out of her mind. "I ain't gonna see her again, so why should I make a big deal about it? I mean, it was just one of those things..."
Suddenlt she felt something against her foot, as she moved it slightly. Searching under her bed she found what she was looking for. It turned out to be a large gilded book, with the title, "Universe of the Four Gods."
"This wasn't here before..." she said slowly and opened the book. The pages were filled with pictures and words... a story.
"The story of the four priestess of Genbu, Byakko, Suzaku and Seiryuu," she said as her eyes scanned the pages. "The four gods from my fans! This is great! Maybe I can see if the pheonix warriors I drew were accurate!" She laughed and sank against her bed with the story.
The tale of the first summoned priestess filled her thoughts-the priestess of Genbu
~*~
"Kenshou! Kenshou! You're tutor's here!"
She looked up from the book for the first time since she found it. The story drew her in, and she found herself surrounded with pictures of the Genbu priestess that she doddled. "AH! I'm not some romantic chick!" she cried and threw the pictures and book under her bed, pulling out a gamer's manual and started up her console. She sat down and fixated her attention to the screen and the fighting game. "Yeah? So?"
"I already sent her down!"
"'Her?'"
She heard footsteps behind her, and she dropped the controller to look behind her. There she was, the thin girl with long blue hair. Kenshou lost her breath. All this time she thought she was never going to see her again, and now here she was... her tutor. She finally got a closer look at the girl. Her eyes really were red... at least the one visible left eye was. Her right was completely covered by the soft blue, almost feathery hair. She was slightly taller than herself, and she carried herself in a gently, manner. Her face was delicately formed, from the bridge of her nose, to the soft curve of her lips. She even looked half Chinese like herself. Kenshou gluped and the same thought became to repeat itself in her mind, 'I am not gay... I am not gay...'
"Kenshou Hino?"
"Uuh... yeah?" she said dumbly.
The girl stuck out a hand and smiled. "My name is Chishiki Teijina, I'll be your tutor."
~*~
author's notes: Well, that's it... hopefully you already understand who's who! ^_^ I hope so. And trust me, this isn't just any plain stupid romance story. Stuff'll happen hopefully. I think this is a rather cute story and hopefully you'll like it. If I get a few reviews for this, I'll continue it. Actually... even if I don't get as many as I'd like.. I think I'll still continue it. I really like this. ^_^