Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Dude Looks Like A Lady ❯ Chapter Two ( Chapter 2 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

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Innocence Is Futile.

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Dude Looks Like A Lady
By Raven Pan and Alison Sky

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CHAPTER TWO
April 4
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Trunks, still wearing her old clothing, though cinching the belt around her waist a little more tightly, and wearing a t-shirt long over it, was practically on her knees in front of Goten. "Please go with me, Chibi! I can't face Dad alone! He'll... melt me or something!"

"Like he won't do the same to me," Goten pointed out.

"But you have a better chance of surviving! I'm a human woman... and a weak one at that - I have... NO stamina! You'll just... bruise or something!" Now she really WAS on her knees, tugging at his pantleg. "Please! C'mon, you're one of those chivalrous guys all the girls fawn over... save me?"

"Trunks... please stand up... I'm getting bad images," Goten said with his eyes shut tight. "OK, I'll go, ok?!"

She jumped up and hugged him, "THANK YOU!" she pulled away and turned to grab her jacket, "You won't regret it!"

Goten rubbed the back of his neck. "I hope not," he muttered.

"You won't, Mom likes you - so you're safe. Okay," she sighed, grabbing her keys, "Want me to drive?"

Goten sighed. "Sure."

Grabbing the keys off the counter, she headed to the door and decided to take the elevator down to the car - in stead of the stairs like she used to do. It'd been three days, and she'd WELL learned that she was no where near as fit as she used to be when she was a he.

Goten went to the stairwell, then smiled. "Wanna race?"

"Bite me," she pushed the elevator button.

Goten sighed. "I mean I'll race the elevator down the stairs..."

"You know this thing takes forever, and might stop at every floor if Naruto pushed all the buttons again," She explained. "But go on, run down the stairs, I'll meet you at the bottom.... eventually...." she pouted while waiting for the lift.

Goten smirked. "I'll meet you at the bottom." He playfully blew a kiss at Trunks, then went into the stairwell.

She rolled her eyes and hit the button a few more times impatiently.

Goten slid down the balcony a few levels, then burst out and ran to the elevator. He pressed the button, and smiled as the door opened.

Trunks was standing there with her arms crossed. She stuck her tongue out at him.

"Tenth floor. Ladies' underwear!"

"I'm ignoring you now," she pushed the button for the door to close, hoping to leave him out in the hall.

Goten smiled. "Meet ya at the bottom!" He saluted as the door closed, then took off running, sliding down the banisters.

"Showoff... was I that bad?" Trunks muttered to herself as she made her way down. FINALLY, after picking up a few more people, she reached the ground floor. She was the last one out, glowering all the while.

Goten was leaning against the wall, arms crossed, barely winded. "Took ya long enough."

She stuck her nose in the air and motioned for him to come with as she stalked over to her blue porche.

"I'm coming, your highness," Goten teased, following.

She just huffed, walking in sneakers that were too big, and clicking the alarm off on the car so she could get in. "Just get in the car, Goten," she muttered.

Goten hopped in, buckling up.

Trunks sighed, turning on the radio and starting up the car, heading down the road toward her parent's home... and incidentally her teenaged sister's. "So if they kill me... when the dragonaballs come back in a year, you'll wish me back as a guy, right?"

"Maybe..."

"I'll uhm... do the dishes for a month?"

"And..."

"Hire a cute maid?"

"But I could have YOU as a cute maid," Goten leaned back, clasping his hands behind his head.

Trunks hissed and wrinkled her nose. "No. Never, Nix, forget about it, Chibi. I'll stay dead."

Goten laughed. "I'll wish you back as a guy, Trunks. Otherwise I'll have to act big brother for the rest of my life and keep those guys from taking advantage of you."

She shuddered, "Ugh... no thank you - I don't even make a good looking woman anyway," she wrinkled her nose as they came to a stoplight.

I beg to differ... Goten thought to himself, but instead just looked out the window. "Don't be ridiculous."

"You're the one being ridi-" she stopped when she saw the guy in the car next to them staring at her. "What's YOUR problem, buddy?"

"Nothing, wanna ditch the normal and let me show you a REAL good time."

She rolled her eyes, "Fuck off." she said, turning them back to the road ahead.

Goten narrowed his eyes. "Lay off her, buddy. You don't know what you're getting into," he turned to look out Trunks' window.

The blonde prettyboy rolled his eyes. "I say let the lady make a choice, obviously you're no good for her, making her drive," he winked at Trunks, "Whatcha say, lovely? Wanna take my ride for a spin?"

"Wanna have a wire brush shoved up your ass?" She retorted smoothely, wearing a sickeningly sweet smile.

The guy just blinked.

Goten just chuckled.

"See you later, cocksucker!" she shot at him when the light turned green, squealing her tires and pulling away from him at top speed. "Asshole," she muttered.

"Told you that you make a good looking woman," Goten smirked.

"He was probably high on something - ugh! Now I feel all disgusting!"

"Take a shower."

She scowled and said nothing more on the way to Capsule Corp.

Goten just looked out the window, singing a bit to the music on the radio.

Trunks sighed, and soon they arrived. She pulled the car into her regular space, and turned it off. "Here goes nothing, let's hope Bra isn't home," she muttered, taking a deep sigh and getting out of the car.

Goten nodded. "Yeah... seeing a big brother as a big sister... she will So take advantage of you."

Trunks just groaned and shut the door. "Well, here goes nothing... is anyone home?" She called as they walked into the house, and toward the gravity room connected to it.

Vegeta heard the voice, and turned. "Goten, what are you doing here, and why are you letting that woman yell through the house like that!" he barked.

Goten held up his arms. "Vegeta... It's not what you think... I... um..." he looked at Trunks for help.

Trunks squeaked and jumped to hide behind Goten, peaking out. "Uhm... Hi Dad?"

Vegeta narrowed his eyes. He examined the ki of the woman, then flicked his gaze to Goten. "Explain, brat."

"Uh... I dunno how to... um... Trunks kinda got changed into a girl by someone, with the Dragonballs, and we can't change him back cause we need to wait a year for the balls to reform." Goten managed swiftly.

"Nearest I can figure, some girl was pissed off at me and changed me into one!" Trunks said, stepping out when immediate death didn't seem so... well, immediate. "So.. yeah like Chibi said, I'm stuck as a short, weak, human girl for a year now," she grumbled, crossing her arms

Vegeta growled. "I hope you found this girl and taught her a lesson," he stated.

"I... don't know who did it...."

Vegeta looked at Goten, who shook his head no. He then grunted. "So what do you plan on doing then?" he asked.

"Uhm... hiding in the apartment and not letting anyone see me unless it's absolutely necessary... and telling the office I got uhm... contagious conjunctivitis?" Trunks tried, twisting her hands some. She blinked when she realised this was what she was doing. How... girly of her!

Vegeta noticed too and huffed. "Probably the best. You won't embarass yourself that way." He turned. "YOU will tell your mother, though."

Trunks quickly put her hands into her pockets. "Yeah... uhm... does she have to know? Maybe I took off on a vacation or something?"

"For a year?"

"Uhm... yes?"

"Tell your mother, boy... girl... hn." With that, he went back into the gravity room. Why does it always have to be MY son....

Trunks turned and looked up at Goten. "That went smashingly well," she sighed, looking over at the rest of the house. "Uhm... can you do a ki-check and tell me who's home?"

Goten's eyes went unfocused for a moment. "Your mom... and she's with your sister."

Just then, a rather loud set of explosions began pounding away in the gravity chamber. Much louder than usual. Trunks paled, despite the calm facade Vegeta'd shown them.... "We can come back later," she turned and started heading back to the front door at a quick pace.

"GOTEN!" Bra shouted, running down the stairs. "I thought I heard your voice!"

"Too late..." Goten muttered, then turned to look at the teenager. "Hey Bra, how are ya?"

Trunks stopped and turned, lowering her head and keeping her hands in her pockets.

Bulma was soon following, "Hey Goten, haven't seen you around for a while..." she paused looking over Goten's shoulder. "Is this Paris?" She asked, not seeing more than just a well curved figure.

Bra looked over Goten's shoulder. "Hey, I didn't know Paris had hair like Trunks. Guess you have a thing for lavander hair, huh?" She joked and walked to Trunks. "Hi, I'm Bra. I'm practically Goten's little sister."

Goten just watched, whimpering a bit.

"And you are mine," Trunks muttered looking up at her, only now realising just how short she'd become. "It's me, Bra."

Bulma blinked... She stepped around Goten and looked at Trunks, first one way, than the other. "Oh my god, you got a SEX CHANGE?!?"

"Yeah, lost six inches too," she bit out.

Goten started to back away real slowly.

Bra just tilted her head. "Please don't tell me that you decided to literally get into a woman's pants this way, Trunks."

"Sure, Bra - if you can't bed them, join them," Trunks said sarcastically. "It's amazing what a fortune and a good surgeon'll get you."

Bulma slapped her, HARD - and she went up against the wall, crying out in pain as she put her hand over her cheek. "Mom!"

"Don't you dare talk like that young man... woman... whatever the hell you are! You just march back there and...." Bulma stopped mid rant. "Why are you crying?"

Indeed, tears were streaming down Trunks's cheeks as she held a hand over her, very bruised, cheek.

"Um... Bulma... he... she's... well... Human." Goten stated, walking over a bit to Trunks' side.

"That Hurt!" she whimpered out from biting her lip, trying very hard not to start bawling.

"Human..." Bulma crossed her arms in disbelief.

Bra looked at Trunks, then started laughing. "My big brother, reduced to a weak human woman! This HAS to be some form of revenge."

Goten checked Trunks' cheek carefully. "Yikes... that's gonna bruise..."

"Better not be ... be broken.." she whimpered.

"Bra, that's not nice," Bulma hid her mouth behind one hand, hiding a chuckle. Her son... her 'I'm better than everyone, no woman can resist my charms because I'm the bees knees' son... turned into a woman. It was kind of funny.

"Come on, Mom, don't tell me you don't find this amusing. It serves you right, Trunks. Always thinking you're better than everyone." She crossed her arms.

"Bra, leave Trunks alone," Goten snapped. "It's hard enough as it is without your mouth."

"It's... it's bad enough some bitch turns... turns me into a ... a weak human woman..." Trunks squeaked out, "and then some... some asshole hits on me at the traffic light, I don't need this! DAMNIT!" She pushed past them and ran out the door in tears.

Bulma blinked, "Wow... mood swings and everything."

Goten rubbed the back of his neck. "Yeah.... um, let me chase after him... her... yeah," he started for the door.

"I think Goten's in love with Trunks!" Bra joked.

"Stuff it, Bra. I have a girlfriend already," Goten pointed out. "Trunks is my friend, and he needs me. Just like he needs his family."

Bulma nodded, "Sorry, it's a bit of a... shocker. Try and get him... her... Trunks to come back, we'll talk over some hot tea and try to figure out how to fix this."

"And I can teach him how to dress!" Bra added. Goten tossed her a look, then took off after Trunks.

The new human hadn't gone far, and was huddled under a tree in her grandmother's flower garden, sobbing quietly.

Goten caught up and knelt down. "Hey, come on... let's just go back home, ok?" he whispered softly.

"I don't wanna be a girl anymore, Goten," Trunks turned her bruised, tear streaked face to look at him from red-rimmed eyes. "This is really freaking me out here."

Goten pulled Trunks into his arms and hugged his best friend. "It's ok, Trunks... we'll get through this... it's only a year, right? We'll make it."

"It's... three days and ....I'm al...ready having... a ... a nervous.. br... breakdown!" she sobbed, too upset to pull away.

"That's because you're not used to it... that's all." Goten warpped his arms around Trunks and lifted her into the air. "Come on, I'll drive."

She sniffled and nodded. "I'm nev... never leaving the... the apartment again,"

"You won't have to... I'll figure out some way to take care of both of us, ok? That's what best friends are for."

"Okay," she pouted. "I know... just kill me... then go to the otherworld and kill me again, then I won't have to exist anymore," she grumbled.

"But then I'll be all alone," Goten mock complained as he put Trunks in the passanger seat and buckled her in.

"But I won't have to be a girl... and you got Paris - that girls' got GAMS on her!"

Goten chuckled. "I know... but she's not my best friend since I was a baby," he stated, closing the door and walking to the driver's side.

Trunks just put her feet in the too-big shoes on the dash and grumped.

Goten got in, then revved the engine and drove home like he was in a spaceship.... going a few hundred miles an hour

"Oh damn Goten... my car!" She whined closing her eyes and hiding her head in her knees.

"Well, one day you have to actually teach me to drive!" Goten shouted, laughing as he swerved in and out of cars.

"You're gonna kill me before I'm dead!" She screamed as he swerved between some trucks. "Slow down before we get ticketed! Technically I don't have a license right now either!"

Goten blinked, then slowed down to 20. "Yeah..." he chuckled. "I forgot about that..."

"Just pull over, I'll drive," she sighed.

"No, we're almost there... I can do this." Goten nodded, inching along, the cars behind him honking.

One of the cars behind them pulled up next to Trunks. "Sweetheart, you should go back to driving, your pansy boyfriend bites!" he winked, "Of course, if you're INTO that kinda thing...."

Trunks just whimpered and leaned forward, putting her head against the dash. "Blast him, get out of the car... capsulise it, and fly us home," she muttered.

Goten smirked evily. "Sure thing, Sweetie," he stated, and took one hand off the wheel to create a LARGE ki blast.

"What, you some kinda majician!?" the other driver scoffed.

"Just call me over-protective," Goten stated, and threw the ki blast at the car, swearving off the road behind him to avoid getting hit.

The guy screamed as his car flew off the side of the road, and barely climbed over to watch in shock, screaming obscenities.

Trunks jumped out of the car, "Quick!"

Goten quickly hopped out, capsulising the car and flipping the capsule into his shirt pocket. He grabbed Trunks around the waist and, pulling her tight to him, took off.

"What're you, some kinda freak!?" the guy yelled at them.

"Maybe, but he's my freak," Trunks shouted back with a wide grin, flipping him off as they took to the air.

Trunks then just burst out laughing, "Man if I had been able to, I'd have just taken his head off... you're too kind, Goten."

"I try," Goten laughed, and flew them home.

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To Be Continued... Please Review!
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