Mirrored out

Hya, minna-san, I'm back with yet another story!^^
This one is based upon several pics over at both Gimbalrock and Killing Sense, and has been sitting on my mental harddrive-i.e. mind-for quite a while now.
Due to an unlucky incident, Jou gets a whole new outlook on life- and a truckload of problems along with it.  Let's see how he copes with it, ne?

This first chapter will be told in exchange from Jou's pov as well as third person, so read carefully.

Disclaimer: I hate, hate, hate repeating myself. Not mine. No money no sue. Now go away.

Summary: After a curse gone astray, Jou finds himself an entirely different person, literally.
Warning, this fic will include lots of female concepts and outlooks most guys feel rather uncomfortable with.

Reviews: Ohpleaseopleaseopleaseoplease!^^

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Mirrored out

1.

Its all Bakura's fault.
No really, it is.
If he hadn't been putting down Anzu, Yami wouldnt have felt the need to step in and- eh?
I forgot you cant know, but they both, Yami and Bakura, now got their own bodies- don't ask
me how, it's got something to do with resurfaced memories and the whole Egypt
thing- yeah, its a little too complicated to explain in short.
Where was I?
Ah yes, Bakura insulting Anzu.

The whole morning he kept on drowning how useless he thought education was for girls, that women where supposed to stay at home, cook, clean and raise children, since that was all they were good for.
Needless to say, by ten o'clock Bakura had the entire female and three quarters of the male population of Domino High against him-including the staff.
Come lunch break, the thief really hit bottom when he told Anzu to stop following Yami around like a-uhh-lovesick poodle.

Ok, he didnt use exactly those words, but you get the idea.
Anzu went pale, then beet red and launched herself at Bakura, attempting to strangle him.
However, Yami stopped her and demanded an apology from the white-haired nutcase.
Yeah, right.
As if that ever worked with Bakura.
Throwing his head back, the thief laughed and told Yami in no uncertain words to finally 'claim his waif and proof himself as a real man'.

That's when Yami went ballistic; using his powers, including thunder, glowing third eye et
all, he threw a curse at Bakura, in order to teach this one a lesson.
Sneaky bastard that he is, Bakura pulled his hikari in front of him in order to save his own hide.
I reacted completely on instinct, shouted: "Ryou, look out!" and shielded the poor guy
with my own body.

He didn't even had time to scream, as the blast soared through his body; he felt like being ripped apart limb by limb and then joined together again like a giant jigsaw puzzle.
The pain was as short as it was excruciating, and before he knew it, it was over.
Panting heavily, he squinted his eyes at the shorter teen and rasped:
"Ry-Ryou, daijoubu ka?"
The boy only gaped at his saviour, mouth working soundlessly.
Jou was still breathing heavily, searching the other blond's face for any traces of hurt, but all he saw was utter surprise.
"Hey Ryou-"
he choked, cleared his throat and started a second attempt,
"Ryou, you ok, man? You-"
Damn, what was wrong with his voice? Rubbing his throat, Jou noticed Ryou's incredulous stare, then the large chocolate orbs wandering southwards.
Following his friends gaze, Jous eyes came to rest on his own chest.
And then his jaw dropped.

This was not happening.
No way.

With trembling hands, I clasped the two large mounds bulging out my shirt and kneaded them experimentally, which caused a vast amount of nosebleeds on the guys present and my knees to go rather putty.
I stared at Ryou, then drew a deep breath and screeched-yes, screeched:
"I-Im a girl!"
Enter Kaiba stage left.

The CEO had come to the conclusion, that, while cell phones and computers were useful
tools, counselors were not.
He had wasted half a day of school trying to explain the council why not to invest in a rather omnious enterprise and was- naturally -in a bad mood.
However, it lightened considerably at the sight of the new student before him:
Shoulderlong tresses of woven gold pooled around shoulders that were just a little too broad, the narrow waist and ample hips could be seen even through the uniform jacket, and the long, slender, yet muscular legs led to two firm, deliciously rounded globes, even more accented by the tight fit of the pants.
The new girl was yelling at both Yami and Bakura, what made her quite sympathic in Kaiba's book; the rich cadences of her alto a welcomed exchange to the other girls' normally high-pitched voices.

Still, being corporate president et all, he had to maintain a certain amount of dignity, never mind how much he ached to get to know this- suspected -exchange student better.
So, instead of a casual welcome he put on his trade-marked smirk and, breezing past without
even looking at her, commented:
"I knew the school was broke, but now they even have to hand out uniforms to the wrong
gender for lack of money? How sad is that?"
"Up yours, moneybags!" came the heated reply.

Kaiba froze on the spot.

There was only one person in the world who called him that.
Turning around, he came face to face with the assumed stranger, and then his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
"Jo-Jounouchi..?"

Heh.
Nice to see Kaib' going flabberghasted.
I really thought the guy was going to have a stroke, bet he took me for some ryougakusei, ne?
He, wish I had had a camera handy, Kaiba looked really cute like thi-
Wait, what am I thinking?!?
Ghaaahhh, this is Kaiba were talking about, the same guy who would rather see me dead than alive.
Still, he did look- well, human is the right word, I think.
And then he ruined everything by switching into 'CEO' mode again.

Straightening himself, Kaiba towered over the blonde and gave his sharkiest grin.
"Congratulations, make-inu. Obviously you found the perfect frame to equal your strength- or lack
thereof."
The next thing Kaiba knew, was him sitting on the ground and massaging his hurting jaw.
Jou gaped at the fallen brunet, then clasped his -sorry, her- left hand around her right wrist and yelled:
"Alright, what little I lack in strength, I make up twice in speed."
Shaking her fist at the audience, she growled:
"Anybody else who wants a piece of me?"

Ok, it was a bad choice of words.
Luckily, the other pupils were smart enough not to point it out to her.

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There are two basic plots for this story; Jou is going to end up with either Kaiba or
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Ja ne!^^