Gender Bender Chapter 5
Renji woke up early that morning, with the sun just barely risen to filter light in through the window. She tried to stretch, but found that the majority of her limbs were occupied.
Ichigo was clinging to her waist, one smooth cheek pressed to the redhead's soft chest, peacefully, blissfully asleep. Ichigo's legs were tangled with hers, and her own arms were around the younger woman's shoulders, her left hand buried in her short hair. It was cozy, warm, and strangely natural. How many times had Renji thought of holding Ichigo like this when she was a man? How many guilty fantasies had there been?
As she looked down at that peaceful face something tugged deep inside her gut, a forbidden longing that pulled at her insistently. She pulled Ichigo gently up, looking over that sweet, innocent face. She didn't have the willpower to resist, so she just gave in to the urge, pressing her lips to the soft one's under her, kissing gently, tenderly.
Ichigo responded in the lazy way of the still sleeping, and Renji pulled back before she could wake up. It was too much, this desire, this slow burn inside her blood. It seemed like this whole experience had only made it worse. So she pulled away, and untangled herself from the young shinigami daikou, sighing and pulling her loosened robe tighter around herself. She left the room, going to the kitchen to drink some of that god awful coffee stuff. It did keep you awake, even if it was disgusting.
-//-
Apparently, a girl named Chizuru had been absent from school for a few days, and upon her return discovered two fresh young attractive women who had yet to feel her "charms".
"Saya-chaaaaan!" she called cheerfully. "Why didn't anyone tell me such a sweet little flower had joined us here?"
Ichigo looked horrified as the horny lesbian came closer and closer. Renji just looked confused, having had little to no experience with this woman before. After all, she'd been very much a man before, and therefore off of Chizuru's radar.
"And you!" Chizuru gushed, licking her lips as she approached Renji. "It's Ren, right? My, oh, my... You are so beautiful! So rugged! The tattoos, the hair, the rough way you speak! Such a perfect specimen of female rebellion! Lovely!"
Renji backed away, not understanding a word that was coming out of the girl's mouth, but Ichigo sensed imminent groping and grabbed Renji's hand.
"We gotta go!" she said quickly, dragging the tall redhead behind her.
Chizuru pouted and crossed her arms. "I didn't realize they were a couple..." she sighed. "The good one's are always taken." she shrugged. "Orihime-chan!"
-//-
In less than a week, Urahara would have the cure ready. Ichigo assured herself of that over and over, everyday. Her and Renji had gotten very good at avoiding both the perverted boys and Chizuru over the past few days. Though, mostly, Ichigo just dragged Renji around and the taller woman didn't protest.
Renji had been strangely quiet, uncharacteristically thoughtful. Ichigo wasn't sure what was going on, but Renji and Urahara had been talking a lot lately, hiding and whispering around corners, only to go silent when Ichigo came around. She didn't know what they were talking about in those moments, but she assumed it was the reason why Renji was acting strangely.
In truth, the redhead was apprehensive about the upcoming weeks ahead of her. It felt like the longer she stayed in this body, the more permanent it became, and that feeling unsettled her. But she knew that Ichigo would lose it if she wasn't changed back, so she just kept her mouth shut, grinned and forced herself to bear with it. She knew Ichigo would be upset with her for not saying what Urahara had told her, but since when had Ichigo being angry ever been something new?
She sighed, running a hand through her long red hair, biting her lip. "Three weeks..." she murmured to herself.
-//-
"You ready, Kurosaki-kun?" Urahara asked, waving a small vial in her face. There was a pulsing blue liquid inside, and it looked extremely suspicious.
"I guess..." she said, glaring a little at Urahara. If this was another experiment she was going to kill him. "So... I drink half of it or...?"
"No, you drink the whole thing." Urahara said, expression once more hidden behind a waving fan and the down-turned brim of his hat.
"Well... then where's the one for Renji?" Ichigo asked, frowning.
Renji sighed, arms crossed over her chest, gazing down at the floor. "There isn't one." she said, keeping her tone neutral.
"What?" Ichigo's scowl was back in full force, recognizable even on her female face. She turned on Urahara. "You said you would cure us!"
"And I will." Kisuke said calmly. "But Renji-san will have to wait until I can make another cure in a couple weeks."
"What?" Ichigo repeated, scowl fading in favour of a confused expression.
"Just take your cure, Ichigo." Renji said, turning to walk out of the room. "No point waitin' around."
Ichigo watched her leave, looking down at the vial in her hand. Why was Renji the one waiting? She should go after her and give her the cure, she should be the one to wait. But she missed her old body, she missed feeling like herself. It was obvious that Renji was already resigned to this decision. She sighed, taking the stopper out and downing the contents of the vial in one long gulp. She immediately felt woozy, tired. She fell to her knees, managing to catch herself just before everything went black.
-//-
Ichigo woke up in bed, blinking and groaning in discomfort, sitting up. A quick check around confirmed that it was Ichigo's bed, in one of the spare rooms of Urahara's shoten. The orange head gasped and stood, heading for the full length mirror in the corner of the room.
"I'm... me again." he said, voice back to it's normal pitch. He was shirtless, wearing a loose pair of jeans, and his chest was once again firm and flat. He thanked whatever gods were listening, hands moving to examine his body. He was completely back to normal, everything was exactly as it should be. Everything-
Everything, except Renji...
There was a knock on the door, a panel sliding open. "Hey, you're awake." Renji said, sounding cheerful, a bowl of ramen on a tray in her hands. "Urahara-san said you'd probably be hungry, so Ururu heated this up for ya."
Ichigo stared at her, at his friend, who was the same as she'd been for the past couple of weeks, but somehow completely different. Ichigo suddenly flashed back to the kiss they'd had on that awkward night, remembering the sultry feel of Renji's tongue sliding against his own.
He didn't know why Renji looked different, maybe it was the testosterone that was now back in his system. But suddenly everything about her seemed ten times more attractive than it had before. Which was saying something, since even as a woman Ichigo had thought Renji was sexy.
"Ichigo?" Renji set the tray down and approached Ichigo, reaching out to touch his forehead. "You ain't feverish are you? Your face is all red." She frowned, looking concerned. "I'll go get Urahara."
But Ichigo grabbed her wrist before she could get away, not entirely sure what his body was doing. But when Renji looked back at Ichigo with a confused expression on her gorgeous face Ichigo simply pulled her in and crushed their mouths together.
"Ich-!" Renji gasped, suddenly trapped against Ichigo's chest, panting as the young male kissed her heatedly. He'd forgotten the tenderness, the innocent exploration of the kisses they'd shared before. This was lust and hormones and want.
He didn't pull away until his lungs screamed for air, and when he looked down Renji's face was just as flushed as his own, her eyes slightly glazed.
"You... should let go of me... b'fore we do somethin' you'll regret..." she murmured quietly, pushing Ichigo away gently. "Eat. Feel better. I'll check on you later."
Without so much as a backwards glance the redhead rushed out of the room, leaving Ichigo to wonder what exactly he'd done wrong.
But the view of her ass as she'd left was not one he was going to complain about.
-//-
So... I finally put up another chapter XD And, yay for Ichigo, he's a boy again. And apparently he has some raging hormonal lust going on for our dear Femme!Renji. Where is this going to go, hm? I actually have a few ideas, but you'll have to wait and see ;)
Ichigo was clinging to her waist, one smooth cheek pressed to the redhead's soft chest, peacefully, blissfully asleep. Ichigo's legs were tangled with hers, and her own arms were around the younger woman's shoulders, her left hand buried in her short hair. It was cozy, warm, and strangely natural. How many times had Renji thought of holding Ichigo like this when she was a man? How many guilty fantasies had there been?
As she looked down at that peaceful face something tugged deep inside her gut, a forbidden longing that pulled at her insistently. She pulled Ichigo gently up, looking over that sweet, innocent face. She didn't have the willpower to resist, so she just gave in to the urge, pressing her lips to the soft one's under her, kissing gently, tenderly.
Ichigo responded in the lazy way of the still sleeping, and Renji pulled back before she could wake up. It was too much, this desire, this slow burn inside her blood. It seemed like this whole experience had only made it worse. So she pulled away, and untangled herself from the young shinigami daikou, sighing and pulling her loosened robe tighter around herself. She left the room, going to the kitchen to drink some of that god awful coffee stuff. It did keep you awake, even if it was disgusting.
-//-
Apparently, a girl named Chizuru had been absent from school for a few days, and upon her return discovered two fresh young attractive women who had yet to feel her "charms".
"Saya-chaaaaan!" she called cheerfully. "Why didn't anyone tell me such a sweet little flower had joined us here?"
Ichigo looked horrified as the horny lesbian came closer and closer. Renji just looked confused, having had little to no experience with this woman before. After all, she'd been very much a man before, and therefore off of Chizuru's radar.
"And you!" Chizuru gushed, licking her lips as she approached Renji. "It's Ren, right? My, oh, my... You are so beautiful! So rugged! The tattoos, the hair, the rough way you speak! Such a perfect specimen of female rebellion! Lovely!"
Renji backed away, not understanding a word that was coming out of the girl's mouth, but Ichigo sensed imminent groping and grabbed Renji's hand.
"We gotta go!" she said quickly, dragging the tall redhead behind her.
Chizuru pouted and crossed her arms. "I didn't realize they were a couple..." she sighed. "The good one's are always taken." she shrugged. "Orihime-chan!"
-//-
In less than a week, Urahara would have the cure ready. Ichigo assured herself of that over and over, everyday. Her and Renji had gotten very good at avoiding both the perverted boys and Chizuru over the past few days. Though, mostly, Ichigo just dragged Renji around and the taller woman didn't protest.
Renji had been strangely quiet, uncharacteristically thoughtful. Ichigo wasn't sure what was going on, but Renji and Urahara had been talking a lot lately, hiding and whispering around corners, only to go silent when Ichigo came around. She didn't know what they were talking about in those moments, but she assumed it was the reason why Renji was acting strangely.
In truth, the redhead was apprehensive about the upcoming weeks ahead of her. It felt like the longer she stayed in this body, the more permanent it became, and that feeling unsettled her. But she knew that Ichigo would lose it if she wasn't changed back, so she just kept her mouth shut, grinned and forced herself to bear with it. She knew Ichigo would be upset with her for not saying what Urahara had told her, but since when had Ichigo being angry ever been something new?
She sighed, running a hand through her long red hair, biting her lip. "Three weeks..." she murmured to herself.
-//-
"You ready, Kurosaki-kun?" Urahara asked, waving a small vial in her face. There was a pulsing blue liquid inside, and it looked extremely suspicious.
"I guess..." she said, glaring a little at Urahara. If this was another experiment she was going to kill him. "So... I drink half of it or...?"
"No, you drink the whole thing." Urahara said, expression once more hidden behind a waving fan and the down-turned brim of his hat.
"Well... then where's the one for Renji?" Ichigo asked, frowning.
Renji sighed, arms crossed over her chest, gazing down at the floor. "There isn't one." she said, keeping her tone neutral.
"What?" Ichigo's scowl was back in full force, recognizable even on her female face. She turned on Urahara. "You said you would cure us!"
"And I will." Kisuke said calmly. "But Renji-san will have to wait until I can make another cure in a couple weeks."
"What?" Ichigo repeated, scowl fading in favour of a confused expression.
"Just take your cure, Ichigo." Renji said, turning to walk out of the room. "No point waitin' around."
Ichigo watched her leave, looking down at the vial in her hand. Why was Renji the one waiting? She should go after her and give her the cure, she should be the one to wait. But she missed her old body, she missed feeling like herself. It was obvious that Renji was already resigned to this decision. She sighed, taking the stopper out and downing the contents of the vial in one long gulp. She immediately felt woozy, tired. She fell to her knees, managing to catch herself just before everything went black.
-//-
Ichigo woke up in bed, blinking and groaning in discomfort, sitting up. A quick check around confirmed that it was Ichigo's bed, in one of the spare rooms of Urahara's shoten. The orange head gasped and stood, heading for the full length mirror in the corner of the room.
"I'm... me again." he said, voice back to it's normal pitch. He was shirtless, wearing a loose pair of jeans, and his chest was once again firm and flat. He thanked whatever gods were listening, hands moving to examine his body. He was completely back to normal, everything was exactly as it should be. Everything-
Everything, except Renji...
There was a knock on the door, a panel sliding open. "Hey, you're awake." Renji said, sounding cheerful, a bowl of ramen on a tray in her hands. "Urahara-san said you'd probably be hungry, so Ururu heated this up for ya."
Ichigo stared at her, at his friend, who was the same as she'd been for the past couple of weeks, but somehow completely different. Ichigo suddenly flashed back to the kiss they'd had on that awkward night, remembering the sultry feel of Renji's tongue sliding against his own.
He didn't know why Renji looked different, maybe it was the testosterone that was now back in his system. But suddenly everything about her seemed ten times more attractive than it had before. Which was saying something, since even as a woman Ichigo had thought Renji was sexy.
"Ichigo?" Renji set the tray down and approached Ichigo, reaching out to touch his forehead. "You ain't feverish are you? Your face is all red." She frowned, looking concerned. "I'll go get Urahara."
But Ichigo grabbed her wrist before she could get away, not entirely sure what his body was doing. But when Renji looked back at Ichigo with a confused expression on her gorgeous face Ichigo simply pulled her in and crushed their mouths together.
"Ich-!" Renji gasped, suddenly trapped against Ichigo's chest, panting as the young male kissed her heatedly. He'd forgotten the tenderness, the innocent exploration of the kisses they'd shared before. This was lust and hormones and want.
He didn't pull away until his lungs screamed for air, and when he looked down Renji's face was just as flushed as his own, her eyes slightly glazed.
"You... should let go of me... b'fore we do somethin' you'll regret..." she murmured quietly, pushing Ichigo away gently. "Eat. Feel better. I'll check on you later."
Without so much as a backwards glance the redhead rushed out of the room, leaving Ichigo to wonder what exactly he'd done wrong.
But the view of her ass as she'd left was not one he was going to complain about.
-//-
So... I finally put up another chapter XD And, yay for Ichigo, he's a boy again. And apparently he has some raging hormonal lust going on for our dear Femme!Renji. Where is this going to go, hm? I actually have a few ideas, but you'll have to wait and see ;)