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[RL - Backdated to the beginning of the genderswap]

At the moment, the blanket on Issei's hotel bed was missing.

Said blanket was wrapped around Issei in an effort to ignore the fact that he... she had a wildly different figure now. If she didn't see it, it didn't exist.

This was not working very well.

"Ha... and I thought my life couldn't get any more bizarre."

Sighing, Issei buried her head in her hands and waited for Archer to arrive.

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"Hmm, but that still gives us..." He glanced over towards the clock. "Well, I suppose it depends on when you want to eat.

((AIM is Ryudoji Temple, MSN is nealuchi@live.com. I'm not on AIM right now, though. Also, I don't know what time it is over there~))

"There's a bar that stays open pretty late in Shinto . . ." Archer said with a grin.

She raised an eyebrow. "...I suppose that would be a new experience for me."

"Damn, but Emiya Shirou works there sometimes . . . However, there are a few places that stay open late," Archer offered.

"And Emiya would probably ask questions about why you were having dinner with a girl who wasn't Tohsaka."

Not to mention questions about why Archer was alive, but Issei didn't know that.

"Anywhere you want to go is fine, Archer," she replied.

"He probably wouldn't, hell, he'd probably be relieved," Archer grumbled.

Then he said, "Come on, lets go find someplace."

"What was that?" she asked. "And I thought you wanted me to change into that dress first."

"I do, but Emiya Shirou hates me as much as I hate him. We can't exist together," Archer explained darkly.

Issei raised an eyebrow as she picked up the dress. "I'm sorry to hear that," she said, stepping inside the bathroom again and shutting the door. "One moment, please."

"I know, and I'm sorry that it bothers you, Issei," Archer replied as he smiled as Issei walked into the bathroom.

"I wish you'd get along, but... that's probably too much to ask," she continued. "Well, this should be simple enough. It's just a dress. How hard can it be to put on?"

"Something wrong, Issei?" Archer asked as he rose from his seat.

"Nothing!" her voice answered quickly. After a brief pause she asked, "Who on earth puts buttons on the back of their clothing?"

Archer walked into the bathroom and quickly buttoned up the back of the dress. He replied, "Because women's clothing doesn't make any sense."

Issei waited a few moments to let her blush die down before turning around to look at Archer. "Ah, thank you, Archer. I guess it doesn't..."

((No idea what she's wearing~ Maybe what Shinjiko was wearing in that fanart, but in blue?))

"And they make it frustrating to take off too," Archer muttered absently as he finished the last button, "But no they don't."

((But not as . . . frilly. Perhaps more like a dark blue sundress? Or black? Probably black, knowing Archer.))

"One of the many things I will never understand about women," Issei answered. "Is that all?"

((Issei would look good in black. And will once he gets his robes, actually.))

"Yeah, I don't think you'll ever really understand women," Archer said with a tiny chuckle.

((Yep yep that's what Archer thought. And . . . okay, if we do hook up the ero dream thing, how should we do that?))

"Maybe in fifty years or so..." She shook her head. "Anyway. Shall we head off?"

((Would the dress be something along the lines of this (http://www.indahfashions.com/images/sundress-black.jpg)? Issei would balk at anything immodest. And, hmm, ero-dream... We could just say 'okay he had an ero dream isn't that awesome?', but it might help to get the shipping out of our systems if we RPed it out... Hmm.))

"Yeah, and black really suits you by the way, Issei," Archer replied then frowned as he noticed Issei's hair was tangled. He picked up the brush and began smoothing out the tangles in the waist length, indigo mass. He had lots of experience from this from brushing Rin's hair when he had been alive.

((Yeah, save without the goofy flowers. I was thinking we should RP it out, to get the damned ship out of our system. It's the crack ship of Fate.))

Issei flushed a little more and tried to protest. "Ah, I can get that myself, Archer, you don't have to...!"

"...Well, no, I probably couldn't get it myself," she conceded. "Who has hair this long, anyway?"

((Issei is bishoujo! RPing it out it is~))

"Well, you don't know how to take care of it and I have practice," Archer said smoothly as he tamed the indigo mass in a braid. He had one of Rin's ribbons in his pocket and used it to tie off the braid. "There, now you can move more freely."

((So, Girl!Issei or normal Issei? XD))

"Ah, that's helpful. Thank you," she replied, giving Archer another small smile. "Assuming nothing else pops up, shall we go?"

((Hmm, decisions, decisions... Well, we already have Archer/normal!Issei smut on the kink meme(s), so... But then again, in not-backdated land Issei's already a guy again... Hmm.))

"Yes, we should, you ready?" Archer said as he offered his arm to the feminine version of his friend. He felt a pang as he realized that if Issei had been a girl, things would have gone a lot differently.

((Well, they could have the dream tonight and . . . Feme!Issei gets some Archer lovin?))

"Of course." Issei took his arm, inwardly cursing how incredibly girly this all was. Then again, guys went out to eat with each other all the time. This wasn't a date or anything.

...Much as he would've liked it to be.

((Then femme!Issei it is~!))

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