Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Dude Looks Like A Lady ❯ Chapter One ( Chapter 1 )

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Dude Looks Like A Lady
By Raven Pan and Alison Sky

CHAPTER ONE
April 1

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Trunks sighed, glaring at his shaving kit. He had no more shaving foam. "Damnit," he muttered going over to Goten's door in their aparment and banging on it. "Goten! You have any shaving foam I can borrow?!"

Goten was laying on the floor in his room playing his x-box. "C'mon, you look fine with a gotee! I'm in the middle of Halo-4!" he called, his eyes glued to the television.

Trunks opened the door, "C'mon, I really need to look good for this dinner, I need to land this merger!"

There was a flash of light in the room, "Wait... no... oh! DAMNIT! WHAT DO YOU WA-" Goten stopped and blinked.

Before him was a lovely woman a bit small in height, shortish lavendar hair - and wearing Trunks's clothing, though it was a bit large on her. "What's your problem, you gonna give me so.. what the hell happened to my voice?" the woman frowned and wrinkled her nose.

"Uah... eh...t... Trunks?!" Goten asked in disbelief.

"HelooOOoo," she rolled her eyes and waved a hand at him. "Duh!"

"But... but.. uh... but... ehhh," Goten pointed at her breasts.

"What's your problem?!" She rolled her eyes and looked down, then screamed, "OHMIKAMI BREASTS!!!!"

"Yeah you do!" Goten squeaked.

She reached down and grabbed them, looking down at them, "Where'd they come from?"

"Is this some kind of sick joke, Trunks?"

"That's what I'd like to know!"

"Alright, c'mon, take the bra off," Goten rolled his eyes and reached out, grabbing one breast and trying to take the bra off.

"OW!!! Damnit, that hurt, Goten!"

"Ohmigod! They're real! Omigod!!!!" he had his hands up by his head. "What'd I touch?"

"My gods I've got fuckin' breasts!"

"You're a girl!"

"What am I gonna do about the merger!"

"What're you gonn do about your wardrobe?"

"Oh no, you don't think... that changed too?" she pointed down between her legs.

Goten's hands were in the air. "I AIN'T goin there!"

"Hell no you're not!" she looked at him disgusted then ran to the bathroom.

A minute later a scream rang through the apartment.

Goten was standing outside the door. "I... take it u...h.... Trunks Junior's gone?"

"I got no balls!" she cried.

"At least it won't hurt when you get kicked there?"

She opened the door, dressed again in the clothes that were too big for her. "I can't back out of this merger, Goten! How'm I going to explain this to... oh Kami I'm so dead...." she groaned and put a hand over her eyes.

"Okay, this is what you do. You... we gotta find you some girl clothes. Pretend you're Bra and just say that your big brother wasn't able to come, but being his appointed family advisor you were told what to do and you were going to conduct the merger for him... you... yeah," he put his hands on his head. "It could work?"

"I have purple hair... and it's short."

"Bra's going through a punk stage?"

"I'm going to shoot myself now, excuse me," she held her hand out in front of her as though to gather a ki blast... and nothing happened. She kept waiting for something to happen, and slowly by the moment, her eyes widened.

Nothing was happening!

Goten looked at the hand. "Are you gonna choke yourself?"

"I was trying to throw a ki blast at myself!"

"You can't form a ki blast... oh this is just too funny," Goten laughed.

She formed her small hands into fists and started beating on him. Very ineffectively.

"Oh my god, you're a WEAK girl!" Goten burst into laughter.

"I'm not weak, damnit!" She shouted at him, hitting him as hard as she could on his chin. "OW!"

Goten just kept laughing, "Are you okay?"

"I think I broke my hand on your chin."

"That should teach you not to hit me there," he kept laughing.

She growled, narrowing her eyes, and kneed him in his crotch, "Fine than I'll hit you there."

No matter how strong a saiyajin is, they still have that weak spot. Goten fell to his knees in tears.

"You'll be fine," she pouted, turned on her heel and stalked to her room.

"...Help me..." he winced out barely able to speak. Crawling after her. "Okay... we'll go to Dende... find out... what happened... and find the... dragonballs...."

"What about the merger!"

"Call in dead, I don't care! I can't believe you kneed me in the nuts, Trunks! I can't even retaliate now!"

"Except for that, I couldn't even 'taliate!' let alone re-taliate!"

"You hit me first! In fact, I didn't even hit you at all!"

"You were laughing at me."

"I ALWAYS laugh at you."

"Well yeah but... this is a serious situation here!" she had her hands on her hips now.

"Yeah Trunks, growing boobs is the end of the world," Goten rolled his eyes.

"You weren't there when Bra got 'em."

"You wouldn't let me twenty feet near the house after she got them, remember?"

"Well you're a womanising hormonal male, of COURSE I didn't!"

"So I wouldn't know..." He stood. "Call the people... tell them something popped up, which it did, that you need to reschedule - we'll find Dende, fix it all, and we'll have your meeting tomorrow."

Trunks sighed. "Okay," she walked past Goten for the phone, "Sorry about your nads," she said off handedly, moving to pick it off the wall, and dial in the number.

"I'll get you back later," Goten muttered.

Trunks just waved her hand at him to hush. "Yes? This is Tr...ina - I'm one of Mister Brief's Secretaries? Something's come up, can we reschedule your meeting?...... Yes, next week would be fine, thank you. Take care." She hung up the phone and leaned against the wall with a sigh.

"Okay 'Trina' let's gOOooh," Goten sing-songed with a smirk.

She glared at him, "It was the first thing I could think of."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Goten opened the balcony door, then stared back at her.

"What?"

"You know... you make a cute girl," He laughed and took off flying.

"Why you!" She ran after him, jumping off the balcony... and realising that she couldn't fly a half moment later as she screamed in terror while she began to plummet from the tenth floor.

"SHIT!" Goten dove after her and caught her, grabbing a leg.

"AAAAA.... uhah!" she came to a stop, panting for air, and looked down.. up? at Goten, folding her arms. "Took you... long enough."

"I could let you go..."

"No!" she squeaked in fear.

Goten laughed and righted her, letting her grab onto his back piggyback style. "The things I put up with for you...."

"Let's just get me back to normal," she was shivering and rested her head on his back, hanging on tightly.

"Yes ma'am," Goten said with a smirk, taking off for the lookout.

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Dende was sitting out in front of the palace, meditating as they arrived. He looked up, "Oh hello Goten, is this your new girlfriend?" he didn't recognise Trunks for who she was, her ki a bit different now.

"Dende.... we have a problem..." Goten sing-songed, putting Trunks down and stepping aside so Dende could see her better.

The features were more feminine, the scowl was the same, the hair just as short, the clothes familiar. However, the body within them, young curvacious... and the ki very definitely that of a human female, a weak one at that.... "No...." Dende shook his head chuckling. "Good try, Goten - she's almost a good ringer too."

"Dende, I swear if you don't start taking this seriously, I'm going to wish you a pair of nads and a dick so YOU have to lose them!" the girl scowled, still crossed of arms and very upset.

"Trunks?"

"Give the Namek a cupie doll!" Goten grinned.

"Noo..." Dende shook his head.

"Yesss...." Trunks hissed.

"Dende... did someone use the dragonballs recently?"

Dende thought a moment, "It's possible... I was inside the lower levels earlier... maybe Mister Popo knows?" Dende called for the guardian's guardian telepathically.

Mr. Popo appeared right behind Trunks. "Yes DendeSama?"

"Gah!" Trunks squeaked and stumbled to the side, landing on her bum.

Dende ignored her, "Were the dragonballs used earlier today?"

"Yes, Dendesama. Some earth woman collected them all. She made two wishes. One for a new wardobe, and the other against..." he paused and looked at the girl on the ground. "Oh dear!"

"What... was the other... wish?" she growled.

"I think you know the answer already, Trunks."

"How permanent is it?"

Goten had a hand over his mouth, covering his laughter. He couldn't believe someone actually WISHED for this to happen!

"If you wish on the dragonballs, it can only be reversed by the dragon himself," Mr. Popo told him.

"But that's a YEAR!!! How am I supposed to be a girl for a year!" she put her face in he hands and started to cry, the female hormones kicking in now.

Goten rubbed the back of his head. "Forget about living as a girl... how're we gonna tell your FATHER?"

"I'm so dead.... Sooo soooo soooo deeeeeaaaaaad..." she sobbed.

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