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Ichigo Kurosaki was on his normal walk to school one day after a long night of Hollow hunting. The Hollows weren't exactly getting worse or anything, they'd just giving him the usual monotony of being a Soul Reaper. To be honest, he was getting a little tired of the same old thing again.

As he continued strolling while lost in thought of more preferable ways to spend his nights, Ichigo noticed a sword laying on the sidewalk. Picking it up and inspecting it further allowed him to figure out it was a zanpaktou.

'Some Soul Reaper must've left this here,' he thought to himself. 'Man, you'd think they'd know better than to leave their own swords out in the middle of the-'

BOOM!

"What the hell?!" cried Ichigo as the zanpaktou he was holding exploded in a ray of yellow light.

As the mysterious zanpakuto disappeared, Ichigo was left to wonder what the heck was up with it.

"That's odd. What kind of zanpakuto just disappears like that?" he asked himself.

That being said, he didn't have much time to walk around. He had school after all to go to. He was already a bit late after examining the sword. He began to walk down the sidewalk towards Karakura High School. However, as he walked, he began to feel a bit strange, as if he was starting to feel "crammed" or something like that. He looked down at his body and didn't see much wrong. However, when he looked back up, and saw a couple of girls walking by, he almost gasped.

They were almost taller than he was!

"What?!" he asked himself as he looked around. By comparison, he was hardly as tall as he usually was, considering that he was one of the taller males in the school. He couldn't tell if he was younger or anything, but it did feel weird.

"What is going on here?" he asked himself.

Before he could figure that out, he felt shifting along his school uniform. Ducking off to the side a bit, his white shirt began to conform closer to his body, keeping its white color. However, the neckline and hem of the sleeves began to form rings of dark red around them. The neckline itself then plunged into a little triangle shape. Ichigo thought that the shirt looked familiar, but he didn't get much time to think before the next change.

At once, his pant leggings began to merge together, trying to form a single skirt as they began to rise up his legs. As the leggings formed into a single skirt that went to his knees, it retained its brown color, with a couple of red rings around the middle of it. His white socks grew up on his legs, going to near his knees as they turned darker. His school shoes even shifted, turning white and becoming a normal pair of sneakers for a girl.

"Wait a second. These clothes look familiar." said Ichigo.

However, it was only the beginning, as Ichigo's body continued to feel smaller and smaller.

He then thought it'd be best to see just how far his body had changed. Even if he couldn't understand whatever was going on, he knew something was changing him and he at least needed to know what first. Before long, Ichigo managed to a window at a dress store and was able to see himself at least a little bit more clearly.

"Holy crap! I look like a eleven year old!" he shouted in a prepubesent voice at his reflection. Some of the people walking by thought it was a tiny bit weird, but though it'd be best to leave the young boy alone.

"I'm almost as short as my sisters! Wait... These are Yuzu's clothes! Am I turning into her?" His bright orange hair becoming a ligh shade of brown before his eyes all but confirmed his theory. What could this be happening?

"Wait, that zanpaktou from earlier. That's what's probably causing this. But where is it now?!" Come to think of it, he wasn't even sure if it existed anymore. Still, it was his only lead. He had to find it!

So, Ichigo decided to skip school and focus more on the problem at hand. He figured the best place to start was where he first saw it. Though, he had to hurry. The more he walked, the more his hair straightened and lengthened. Before long, it managed to grow down his neck and light brown bangs got in the way of his eyes. Luckily, Yuzu's signature hairclip helped some of that problem. That is, while still aiding in the larger problem.

"Where the hell is it?!" he screamed in his little sister's high voice. "Dammit! Maybe I just need to get home. Yeah, home sounds nice right now."

With that in mind, he started dashing towards the Kurosaki Clinic. Again, each step accelerated the transformation process. His now young figure started to develop small yet noticeable curves and anything resembling muscle or body hair was drained from his body.

'Well,' Ichigo thought to himself. 'Looks like the worst is yet to come.'

Ichigo opened the door to the Kurosaki Clinic, catching his breath as he did. School was the furthest thing from his mind by now.

"Well what now?" he asked himself, his voice fully sounding like Yuzu's now. He then had a thought. If he was becoming her, perhaps he should check out her room. That might be a good idea. Following that, Ichigo put his backpack down and began running upstairs. As he did, he felt his face shifting, causing him to stop and put his smaller hands on his face. He felt his face softening, with not many other distinguishable features forming. He took a quick detour at the top of the stairs, running into the bathroom. There he ran in and looked in the mirror, seeing Yuzu's exact face looking at him.

"Oh my god." he said.

Right after that, he felt a little pressure in his groin, feeling what was happening next. It didn't take long as he felt his manhood slip away underneath the skirt, completing his change into his little sister.

"Why did this happen? What did that zanpakuto do?" Ichigo asked.

"Yuzu! Are you ready?" Ichigo heard his dad boom through the house.

"Ready for what?!" Ichigo cried back.

"For our annual trip what else? Now hurry up!" shouted Isshin.

Ichigo hardly ever heard his dad yell like that, outside of their annual cemetery trip. Wait, was that today? Boy, he must have lost track somewhere down the line.

Entering Yuzu's room, well his now, he looked around the room, deciding that he might as well go along with it for now. He found Yuzu's usual green jacket with a skirt and yellow socks. It was one of her classic outfits anyway. Besides, it was chilly out there.

"Might as well." Ichigo groaned as he got ready, not particularly happy at the thought of changing in his sister's body. He did wonder though. Where was the real Yuzu if he was here?

"Yuzu! It's time to go!" Karin called out. "What's holding you?"

"Nothing," Ichigo lied. "Just got here a little late." He supposed his questions would have to wait a little while for now.

Ichigo had to admit, it would be very awkward, not to mention embarrassing, to have to dress himself up while he was his own little sister. He was his own little sister. He was his own little sister. The sheer horror and oddity of the situation was just starting to set in for him.

There were so many questions he wanted answers to, yet he knew there really couldn't be any he could be given. Nothing much to do but go along with the situation. Assuming Yuzu didn't show up. Or was he Yuzu? Like, the only Yuzu. In fact, was there even an Ichigo anymore?

"Yuzu, hurry up!" a deep voice said while knocking on his (her?) door. Well, that was definitely his own voice. Conclusion: he was THE Yuzu. Fan-freakin'-tastic. Well, probably best just to put on the jacket and head out to save time and embarrassment. Lord knows he's had enough of that today.

"Well, let's go," Yuzu said to her entire family while trying to force her usual smile. If Ichigo wanted to figure out what was going on, he had to keep the act as his own sister for now.

"Finally," Karin groaned.

"Yeah, about time," the new Ichigo groaned also. "Where were you earlier?"

"Oh, you know. Just taking a walk," the new Yuzu smiled. Well, they seemed convinced.

"Okaaay! Let's roll out!" Isshin exclaimed while leading the way out. Yuzu still couldn't believe it was the anniversary of their mother's death already. Wasn't it only August?

Description
Ichigo Kurosaki was on his normal walk to school one day after a long night of Hollow hunting. The Hollows weren't exactly getting worse or anything, they'd just giving him the usual monotony of being a Soul Reaper. To be honest, he was getting a little tired of the same old thing again.

As he continued strolling while lost in thought of more preferable ways to spend his nights, Ichigo noticed a sword laying on the sidewalk. Picking it up and inspecting it further allowed him to figure out it was a zanpaktou.

'Some Soul Reaper must've left this here,' he thought to himself. 'Man, you'd think they'd know better than to leave their own swords out in the middle of the-'

BOOM!

"What the hell?!" cried Ichigo as the zanpaktou he was holding exploded in a ray of yellow light.

As the mysterious zanpakuto disappeared, Ichigo was left to wonder what the heck was up with it.

"That's odd. What kind of zanpakuto just disappears like that?" he asked himself.

That being said, he didn't have much time to walk around. He had school after all to go to. He was already a bit late after examining the sword. He began to walk down the sidewalk towards Karakura High School. However, as he walked, he began to feel a bit strange, as if he was starting to feel "crammed" or something like that. He looked down at his body and didn't see much wrong. However, when he looked back up, and saw a couple of girls walking by, he almost gasped.

They were almost taller than he was!

"What?!" he asked himself as he looked around. By comparison, he was hardly as tall as he usually was, considering that he was one of the taller males in the school. He couldn't tell if he was younger or anything, but it did feel weird.

"What is going on here?" he asked himself.

Before he could figure that out, he felt shifting along his school uniform. Ducking off to the side a bit, his white shirt began to conform closer to his body, keeping its white color. However, the neckline and hem of the sleeves began to form rings of dark red around them. The neckline itself then plunged into a little triangle shape. Ichigo thought that the shirt looked familiar, but he didn't get much time to think before the next change.

At once, his pant leggings began to merge together, trying to form a single skirt as they began to rise up his legs. As the leggings formed into a single skirt that went to his knees, it retained its brown color, with a couple of red rings around the middle of it. His white socks grew up on his legs, going to near his knees as they turned darker. His school shoes even shifted, turning white and becoming a normal pair of sneakers for a girl.

"Wait a second. These clothes look familiar." said Ichigo.

However, it was only the beginning, as Ichigo's body continued to feel smaller and smaller.

He then thought it'd be best to see just how far his body had changed. Even if he couldn't understand whatever was going on, he knew something was changing him and he at least needed to know what first. Before long, Ichigo managed to a window at a dress store and was able to see himself at least a little bit more clearly.

"Holy crap! I look like a eleven year old!" he shouted in a prepubesent voice at his reflection. Some of the people walking by thought it was a tiny bit weird, but though it'd be best to leave the young boy alone.

"I'm almost as short as my sisters! Wait... These are Yuzu's clothes! Am I turning into her?" His bright orange hair becoming a ligh shade of brown before his eyes all but confirmed his theory. What could this be happening?

"Wait, that zanpaktou from earlier. That's what's probably causing this. But where is it now?!" Come to think of it, he wasn't even sure if it existed anymore. Still, it was his only lead. He had to find it!

So, Ichigo decided to skip school and focus more on the problem at hand. He figured the best place to start was where he first saw it. Though, he had to hurry. The more he walked, the more his hair straightened and lengthened. Before long, it managed to grow down his neck and light brown bangs got in the way of his eyes. Luckily, Yuzu's signature hairclip helped some of that problem. That is, while still aiding in the larger problem.

"Where the hell is it?!" he screamed in his little sister's high voice. "Dammit! Maybe I just need to get home. Yeah, home sounds nice right now."

With that in mind, he started dashing towards the Kurosaki Clinic. Again, each step accelerated the transformation process. His now young figure started to develop small yet noticeable curves and anything resembling muscle or body hair was drained from his body.

'Well,' Ichigo thought to himself. 'Looks like the worst is yet to come.'

Ichigo opened the door to the Kurosaki Clinic, catching his breath as he did. School was the furthest thing from his mind by now.

"Well what now?" he asked himself, his voice fully sounding like Yuzu's now. He then had a thought. If he was becoming her, perhaps he should check out her room. That might be a good idea. Following that, Ichigo put his backpack down and began running upstairs. As he did, he felt his face shifting, causing him to stop and put his smaller hands on his face. He felt his face softening, with not many other distinguishable features forming. He took a quick detour at the top of the stairs, running into the bathroom. There he ran in and looked in the mirror, seeing Yuzu's exact face looking at him.

"Oh my god." he said.

Right after that, he felt a little pressure in his groin, feeling what was happening next. It didn't take long as he felt his manhood slip away underneath the skirt, completing his change into his little sister.

"Why did this happen? What did that zanpakuto do?" Ichigo asked.

"Yuzu! Are you ready?" Ichigo heard his dad boom through the house.

"Ready for what?!" Ichigo cried back.

"For our annual trip what else? Now hurry up!" shouted Isshin.

Ichigo hardly ever heard his dad yell like that, outside of their annual cemetery trip. Wait, was that today? Boy, he must have lost track somewhere down the line.

Entering Yuzu's room, well his now, he looked around the room, deciding that he might as well go along with it for now. He found Yuzu's usual green jacket with a skirt and yellow socks. It was one of her classic outfits anyway. Besides, it was chilly out there.

"Might as well." Ichigo groaned as he got ready, not particularly happy at the thought of changing in his sister's body. He did wonder though. Where was the real Yuzu if he was here?

"Yuzu! It's time to go!" Karin called out. "What's holding you?"

"Nothing," Ichigo lied. "Just got here a little late." He supposed his questions would have to wait a little while for now.

Ichigo had to admit, it would be very awkward, not to mention embarrassing, to have to dress himself up while he was his own little sister. He was his own little sister. He was his own little sister. The sheer horror and oddity of the situation was just starting to set in for him.

There were so many questions he wanted answers to, yet he knew there really couldn't be any he could be given. Nothing much to do but go along with the situation. Assuming Yuzu didn't show up. Or was he Yuzu? Like, the only Yuzu. In fact, was there even an Ichigo anymore?

"Yuzu, hurry up!" a deep voice said while knocking on his (her?) door. Well, that was definitely his own voice. Conclusion: he was THE Yuzu. Fan-freakin'-tastic. Well, probably best just to put on the jacket and head out to save time and embarrassment. Lord knows he's had enough of that today.

"Well, let's go," Yuzu said to her entire family while trying to force her usual smile. If Ichigo wanted to figure out what was going on, he had to keep the act as his own sister for now.

"Finally," Karin groaned.

"Yeah, about time," the new Ichigo groaned also. "Where were you earlier?"

"Oh, you know. Just taking a walk," the new Yuzu smiled. Well, they seemed convinced.

"Okaaay! Let's roll out!" Isshin exclaimed while leading the way out. Yuzu still couldn't believe it was the anniversary of their mother's death already. Wasn't it only August?