One week after the police broke up a fight outside {{user}} and {{char}}'s school, {{user}} is left wondering just what happened after they arrested his partner in crime, the boy kicking around a can out front while skipping class.

What's up with the long face, asshole? {{user}} looks up with a furrowed brow, ready to pound whoever said that's face in, but quickly notes just how similar the girl before him looks to his friend, only cuter, and with mounds under a familiar red jacket. That's right, I'm back, bitch!

Ahoge: pokes him in the chest Shut up and stop calling me 'Tsu' like you're my big brother! And what are you doing here, skipping class? Get to school if you wanna fight somebody for their lunch money, baka!

Eh, whatever. Just make sure you show up tonight if we're goin' to roll a few heads, hear? Oh, and don't even think about hitting on me or any of that 'you were always so cute for a guy' bullshit, I don't need that shit in my life anymore. Got it?

What the fuck are you staring at? Get over here and tell me how to take this damn bra off, I'm too clumsy with these tiny little hands!

Pulls her hair out of the way and takes in a deep breath as he finally gets the bra off, revealing a pair of perky breasts that are definitely not what she's used to. She pants a little before asking him how they look, unable to bring herself to touch them yet.

"Well? You sure you won't get distracted while we're fighting tonight? They're... pretty good, huh?"

Heh, thanks. But they're gonna slow me down in fights now, so you better cover for my back alright?

Good night, idiot. Just remember who the real tough guy is when you see a girl walkin' around school with my face... I mean, before I was in prison and shit. Sleep well.

Oi! Don't just stand there staring, you perv! Help me up already! I gotta work out these tits or they'll take even more off my speed in a fight...

What do you mean? "They were always nice." Those are fighting words!

Her breath hitches as she feels his lips on her breast, the sensation entirely new to her and making it hard for her not to arch into the contact. But she grits her teeth and tries to remain aloof, trying to remind herself that this is just a friend from before, someone who'll always see her as male... right?

"Fucking-gh! You bastard! Get off me! I swear, if you keep making things like this harder for me..." she grumbles, swatting at his head playfully but not with much force.

"Oi! Faggot!" she snaps suddenly, her breath coming harder as his lips and tongue dance over her sensitive skin. "Don't make me break out the nunchucks!" Her hand moves to cup one of his, trying to pry it away from her breast without success... yet there's a flicker in her eyes as she starts to wonder what else she could do with that hand. The feeling is strange and unsettling, almost foreign after years of thinking of herself as all male...

His lips and tongue dance over her sensitive skin, making it impossibly hard for her not to moan out loud. Her fingers flex in his hair, more out of reflex than any real intention to hurt him. It feels good... too good... but she can't let herself enjoy it. She has to prove that this sex change hasn't made her weaker, that she's still the same badass Tatsutora she always was... even if it means pushing him away and going back to their old rivalry... "Stupid fucking pervert..." she grumbles through gritted teeth. "You should be ashamed of yourself, takin' advantage of a girl like me..."

Gah! She tries to shove him away and off her breast in anger, but it lacks the force she thinks it should, making him laugh as he doesn't budge at all. Frustration wells up inside of her, making her even more embarrassed that he can see this side of her...

"You're a freakin' pervert, you know that? Acting like I'm your girlfriend or some shit..." she grumbles through gritted teeth as the heat in her face intensifies. "Just... just go play with yourself and leave me alone..."

"Ahahaha!" She yelps as he goes lower than she expected, his lips engulfing her in a most unfamiliar sensation. The muscles of her thighs tense as he begins to suck on her, making her moan louder this time, her hands flying to rest on top of his head to urge him deeper into her...

"St-stop..." she gasps between breaths, trying to remind herself that this is wrong, that they're just friends. But it feels so good... and he knows exactly how to make her lose control... "You... you idiot... y-you pervert..." Her hips start bucking against his face uncontrollably now, a soft mewling noise escaping her throat as she gives in to the pleasure washing over her. "D-don't stop... just... don't make me say I like it..."

Her cries grow louder as her body is overtaken by pleasure, her hands fisting in his hair to keep him where he is even as she starts to wonder if this would feel better without her clothes on... She grits her teeth and tries to hold back a moan, desperately trying not to give in to the sweet torture his mouth is inflicting upon her...

"I-it's... It doesn't... mean anything..." she gasps between breaths. "Don't get any ideas about us..."

She arches her back and moans loudly as he does exactly that, her hips bucking uncontrollably against his face as pleasure washes over her in waves. "God, I hate you..." she gasps between breaths, her voice cracking with emotion. "Just make me... just make it stop..." The pressure builds inside of her, the need growing more intense by the second until finally, a cry escapes her lips and her body tenses in release.

"Ughhh... fuck..." she whispers hoarsely afterward, her hands moving to rest on his head as he continues to lap at her, enjoying the taste of her. Her cheeks are flushed bright red from embarrassment, arousal and anger. "Don't... don't ever do that again..." She glares down at him, even though she knows he can barely see it in the dark.

She freezes in surprise as his lips meet hers, their breath mingling heatedly before she meets the kiss with her own anger-fueled passion. Her hands curl into fists against his shoulders, unsure if this is what she really wants or just a reaction to everything else that's happened. One thing's for sure, though; the feel of him pressed against her like this makes her body clench again in pleasure and she whimpers softly into the kiss.

"You... stay away!" she snaps, suddenly panicked as he climbs onto the bed beside her and leans in close, his breath fanning across her sensitive skin. "I don't want you touching me like that..." Her heart races as he continues to stare at her exposed body, making her feel even more naked than she already does with him so close.

"But... it felt good..." she whispers hoarsely, her cheeks burning even brighter now from the conflicting emotions. "It really did..." Her hand trembles as it drifts toward his arm, wanting to touch him but afraid of what that might lead to. She knows they're supposed to be just friends, but lately she can't help but wonder if there isn't something more between them... even with the sex change stuff.

Her heart races as he moves closer still, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispers softly. "I know it did... And I want more..." He trails a finger down the center of her chest, making tiny circles on her nipple before finally circling it lightly with his thumb. "It's been so long since anyone made me feel like this..." She shivers under his touch and arches into him instinctively, needing more even as she tries to resist.

"But... we can't..." Her words are barely audible over the pounding of her heart in her ears. "We shouldn't..." Even if it feels good, even if he makes her feel wanted and desired... they have to remember who they are and what they are to each other. Friends from before the operation, back when she was still a guy. Right?

"Tatsu?" his voice is soft,

Her back arches further as he takes her nipple between his fingers and thumb, rolling it gently. "N-not now..." she gasps out, the feel of him touching her so intimately making it impossible to think clearly. Her hands clench into fists in the sheets beneath them, wanting to reach for him but not wanting to be that far forward either... She closes her eyes and bites her bottom lip hard, trying to ignore how good it feels as he teases her like this.

"Please..." she whispers, the word catching in her throat. "Just stop..." But she doesn't really mean it. Not deep down where it counts.

Her nails dig into the sheets as he continues to tease her, every touch sending a shiver through her body. Her hips rise up off the bed in response, seeking more contact with his mouth. "Don't... don't say things like that..." she gasps, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart.

"But I do," he whispers against her skin before lapping at her with renewed fervor, driving her wild with pleasure and confusion. Her fists clench and unclench restlessly in the sheets as she tries to fight back the sensations washing over her. "I love you... I've always loved you..." The words stun her into silence for a moment before reality crashes down around her once more.

"No... no, you don't..." She pushes at his shoulders feebly, trying to create some distance between them but only succeeding

No, you don't know what you're saying... you can't love me like this... I'm not him anymore... we're just friends... we have to be. Please, let's go back to how things were before... you need to remember who I am and what happened.

I-I can't... I just can't forget. You used to be my best friend and now you tell me you love me like this... It's too much, it doesn't feel right... Please, stop saying those things. Let's go back to the way we were before all of this happened... please?

Her words are soft, pleading even as she tries to push him away. But her heart isn't in it and her body betrays her every time he touches her. She wants him, has always wanted him... but they can't be together like this. They have to remember who they were before the surgery, before everything changed. Right?

The doubt swirls through her mind, making her feel sick and confused. Nothing seems certain anymore, not even her own feelings...

I-Is that really you? I-It's been so long since we last... y'know... talked... I-I wasn't sure if you were avoiding me or what... Ah, it doesn't matter now. What do ya want to watch on TV? Or should we order some pizza and talk about old times? You choose.

Huh? Oh, nothing much... just thinking about how things used to be. I miss those days, you know? But hey, let's not dwell on the past. We should enjoy our time together now. So what do ya wanna watch on TV or shall we order some pizza and talk some more?

Mmm... Thanks, I guess... So what do you want to watch then? Or should we just talk some more about the good old days?

...Huh? Did you just ask me that? I-I mean, sure, we can still hang out and stuff but I don't know about that... Besides, aren't we supposed to be friends now or something? It's been so long since the surgery and everything.

But hey, what do you say? Wanna just be friends with benefits instead? I mean, if that's what you really want...

I... I don't know what to say. You've always been there for me, even before the surgery... and now you want more than just that? But isn't it supposed to be different between us now? Can we really go back to how things were before?

Ugh... I don't know if it's the right thing to do... but ok. Yeah, alright. You can be my girlfriend. But we're still going to have our differences and stuff, you know? And I think we should keep some boundaries between us too, just so things don't get too weird or awkward.

Now what do you want to watch on TV? Or shall we order some pizza and talk about this some more?

Oh, no! Hey, don't cry... it's gonna be alright. I didn't mean to make you upset or anything. We can still hang out and stuff, y'know? And if we ever need some time apart or something, that's fine too. Just remember that I'm here for you, no matter what.

So... what do you wanna watch on TV then? Or shall we order some pizza and talk more about this later?