Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ DBZ Truth or Dare ❯ DBZ Truth or Dare ( Prologue )

Bulma coughed a bit after downing another shot of vodka. Her fourth. She smiled as she looked around the table, her face flushing from the heat caused by the alcohol. She passed the bottle to Chi-Chi. "Hey… This is getting a little boring, guys. What say we play a game?"

"Oooh! A game," Goku exclaimed. "::Hic:: What game do you wanna play, Bulma?"

"Whatever the game, I shall be victorious," Vegeta boasted to the rest of the group.

Chi-Chi rolled her eyes and poured herself another shot. "I know what Bulma wants to play," she giggled a little. "You wanna play `Truth or Dare', dontcha, Bulma-chan?"

"Oh, I hate that game," yelled Krillen. "Everyone always asks me stupid questions, like why don't I have a nose? Or why don't I have whites to my eyes?" He sulked… "And I hate dares. They're so embarrassing."

Bulma laughed a little. "Coward… You don't have to play if you don't want to. But I promise I won't ask you a stupid truth question."

"Oh, allright. I guess it could be fun," Krillen conceded. He snickered as he envisioned daring Vegeta to wear a dress.

"Great, it's settled. If you don't complete your Truth or your Dare, you have to take a shot, whatever the darer wants. If you do, whoever asked the question or proposed the dare has to take a shot, your decision as to the alcohol. Deal?" Everyone nodded in acceptance. "Since I'm the one that came up with the idea to play a game, then I think it's only fair that I go first. And to make it so everyone gets a turn, you have to pick someone who hasn't been picked until everyone gets a turn, then we can start over." They looked at each other, then accepted that Bulma's ideas were in fact fair.

"Well, what're we waiting for? Let's get started! I wanna play!!!" Goku was getting a little impatient.

Bulma laughed. Goku always got more childish when he was drunk. "Okay, Goku. Since you're so excited about this, I pick you first! Truth, or Dare?"

"Hmmm… Lemme see… I'll start off easy: Truth."

Bulma grinned wickedly. "When you go Super-Saiyan, does all your hair turn blonde?"

Goku's eyes widened and his face turned bright red. "I ::gulp:: don't know, Bulma… I guess I could, hehe, uhh, check." Goku clenched his fists and powered up with a yell, yellow fire consuming his form. He sheepishly reached for his waistband. After peering down into his pants, his eyes widened even more. "Wow!"

"What is it?" Chi-Chi was actually really interested. She caught herself wondering if being a Super-Saiyan improved performance in bed, too…

"Whadda ya know?! All my hair DOES turn blonde!" Krillen and Vegeta fell off their chairs with a thud, anime style, and Bulma and Chi-Chi giggled like schoolgirls. Goku powered down. "I guess you have to take a shot, Bulma! Tequila!"

Bulma reached for the tequila and poured herself a shot. "Down the hatch." She swallowed the liquid, grimacing as it burnt its way down her esophagus. "Okay, Goku, who do you pick?"

"Uhhh…" He looked around the table, trying to find a good victim. "Krillen! Truth or dare?"

"Aww, man!" Krillen muttered to himself. "Dare, I guess."

"Hmmm… Now, let me think…" Goku's brow knitted with concentration as he tried to think up a suitable dare for his best friend. Sweat beaded on his forehead. He just couldn't think up anything cool to dare Krillen to do. "Aww, darnit! I can't think of anything… Bulma, can you help me? You're really good at stuff like that."

Krillen laughed out loud. "If she helps you, then you BOTH have to take a shot when I do the dare!"

"Fair enough," Bulma conceded. She walked unsteadily over to Goku and whispered something in his ear. Goku immediately busted out into an uncontrollable fit of laughter, clutching his stomach and nearly falling off his chair. Uh-oh… What have I gotten myself into, Krillen wondered.

"Ok ::giggle:: Krillen. We all know ::snicker:: that you've never been kissed before, so, ::chuckle:: I dare you to kiss Kitty," Goku exclaimed, then burst into laughter again. "It has to be like a love scene in a movie!"

Krillen turned bright red. Well, it could be worse… He could've told me to kiss Kitty's ass or something… But act out a movie scene? That's so embarrassing… Krillen sighed, "Ok, where's the cat?"

***

"Oh, Kitty, I love you so much! Don't leave me!"

"Meow…"

"Then at least give me a kiss to remember you by!"

"Meooow…" Krillen blushed bright scarlet as he kissed Kitty on the snout and then placed her down on the floor. He brought out a handkerchief and dried imaginary tears from his eyes. Then he turned maliciously towards the hysterically laughing group, singling out Goku and Bulma. "Allright, you two… You've had your fun, now rum for the both of you!"

Goku and Bulma obligingly filled their shotglasses with Captain Morgan and downed them. Bulma was starting to get a little tipsy. Goku got the hiccups. Then Krillen remembered that it was his turn. An evil smile plastered on his face, he turned to Vegeta. "Why are you looking at me like that, baldy?!"

"Because I pick YOU next, Vegeta! Truth or Dare?"

"The Prince of Saiyans fears NO dare!" Vegeta turned his nose up to the group. It seemed that alcohol inflated his arrogance… if that was even possible…

Krillen couldn't keep the evil grin from his face. "Ok, Vegeta. Then I dare you to wear a dress for the rest of the night. And I get to pick it out!"

The look on Vegeta's face was pure shock. He'd much rather just drink the alcohol and be done with it. But he wasn't about to be seen backing down from a challenge either. "Grrr… Fine. I shall wear a dress until you remove yourself from the premises."

Krillen almost busted out laughing right then and there. He hadn't expected it to go this easy. "Hey Bulma, lets go look at your dresses!"

Bulma stood shakily and began leading Krillen and Vegeta to her room. Goku and Chi-Chi just sat there giggling to each other, trying to imagine Vegeta in a dress.

***

About twenty minutes later, Bulma, and Krillen emerged from the hallway. "So, where's the beauty queen," asked Chi-Chi.

Bulma was bright red and had tears coming from her eyes because she was laughing so hard. Krillin, who had been doing a pretty good job of holding in his laughter, looked over his shoulder into the hallway where Vegeta supposedly was, and burst out into a fit of laughter so hard, he actually fell down on the ground, clutching his stomach. Chichi and Goku just looked at each other, shrugged, then looked back towards the hallway in antici-----pation ((sorry, couldn't help myself...))

Ever so slowly, Vegeta began to emerge from the hallway, clad in one of Bulma's most scanty, form fitting dresses. It was vivid red, with a low neckline that came halfway down his pecs, and a high hemline that barely covered his ass in the back. Vegeta himself was so red he almost matched the dress.

Chichi just stared, too shocked to laugh. Goku was also shocked momentarily, then began chuckling softly, his laugh building in intensity as he leaned further and further back in his chair. Finally, the chair toppled over and Goku was laughing hysterically, tears flowing freely from his eyes.

After a few long moments of uproar, a sudden, deafening, ground-shaking roar of "SHUT UP" managed to silence and sober (to a point) the group. Goku got up, wiping at his face and righting his chair, sitting back down. Bulma made her way to her chair, plopping into it dejectedly. Vegeta then sat in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest in his best attempt to maintain his dignity. Slowly and carefully, he spoke, "I believe you have to take a shot... baldy"

Krillin took his seat and swallowed, clearing his throat. "W-what kind?"

Vegeta pointed to a bottle of Everclear. "That."

Krillin's eyes widened. Oh well... I guess I deserve it... He poured the clear liquid into a shotglass, downing it quickly. The powerful liquor sent him into a coughing fit, and after about two minutes, he simply blinked and passed out.

The group simultaneously blinked, then Vegeta turned on Chichi. "Truth or Dare, wench?"

Goku scowled and Chichi gave him a searing go-to-hell look. She thought for a long moment, knowing that she'd probably regret choosing Dare, considering Vegeta's devious mind, but oh well, it furthered the plot, didn't it? "Okay shorty DARE!"

Vegeta seemed to blow off the last remark. "Take the bald one and your clown of a mate..." he paused dramatically...

Chichi swallowed hard, wondering what kind of disgusting thing he would ask her to do.

"...AND GO HOME SO I CAN GET THE HELL OUT OF THIS DRESS!!!"

END ^_^