storypaint | Watanuki-chan (Watanuki gen)

Comm: wtf27
Words: 457
Title: Watanuki-chan
Author: rhap_chan
Fandom: xxxHOLiC
Pairing: gen
Rating: PG
Warnings: none
Author's Note: Written for prompt #1, gender swap.

Excerpt: Why had he woken up female? Only a few short months ago he would have been running around, screaming like a banshee and scared out of his mind. Instead, he looked down at his breasts and sniffed. It had to be Yuuko. It always was.

It was one thing to wake up on the wrong side of the bed. It was another thing entirely to wake up female.

Sometime in the night he'd shifted from sleeping on his stomach, due to a strange discomfort, but he wasn't having any nightmares, so he slept on solidly.

Watanuki rather wished that he'd woken up. At least then he could have done Yuuko the courtesy of screaming at her before he had to attend school.

Why had he woken up female? Only a few short months ago he would have been running around, screaming like a banshee and scared out of his mind. Instead, he looked down at his breasts and sniffed. It had to be Yuuko. It always was. Not that he wouldn't be screaming like a banshee later-- but he would have someone at which to direct his anger.

Watanuki used some surgical gauze to bind down his chest and went to school, attempting to ignore the strange looks he was getting and Doumeki's tactless questions. That archer--!

"What have you done?!" he said, storming into Yuuko's shop after school. The strange looks had worn his patience thin quickly, and guys had looked at him funny when he'd chosen to use a stall in the men's bathroom (at least that part had been simple, if odd). What's more, he'd had the urge to squeal when Himawari complimented his eyes, and it hadn't been because she thought he was cute (well, it was good she thought he was cute, but a question as to where she'd had her nails done threatened to slip out next, and that would have been too much).

Yuuko took one look at him and laughed heartily.

"It's just a side effect of that moon gem I had you find yesterday," she said, waving a hand. "I forgot to tell you not to touch it bare-handed."

Watanuki fumed, and remembered that Yuuko herself had been very carefully not to touch the object, which he had thought suspicious, since it was not an obvious danger.

"Change me back!" Watanuki said, and then cast around for a good threat. "Or I won't fix dinner tonight. My feet are killing me."

"Poor Watanuki-chan, do you have PMS?"

Watanuki's incoherent scream removed all doubt. Luckily, that night his body returned to normal, a fact he realized around three when he woke from a disturbing dream of having Doumeki's baby.

He went to the bathroom and then lay back down with the covers over his head, trying to block out the images.

"Never touching anything in that storeroom, again," he mumbled as he drifted off to sleep, forgetting that Yuuko made him go in there all the time. Well, perhaps he could wear gloves.