Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Dude Looks Like A Lady ❯ Chapter Twenty-One ( Chapter 21 )

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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 Twenty-One
February 27 (sunday)(cont.)
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"Don't even think about it," Vegeta walked into the apartment, seeing Goten at the door to Trunks's room.

Goten stood straighter, reabsorbing the ki, but his eyes stayed narrowed. "Most people knock when they visit," he commented.

"I'm not most people, Brat. What the fuck do you think you were doing, revealing yourself in public?" he hadn't seen Trunks hiding a little behind Goten, just yet.

"Doing my job." he growled, walking forward, keeping it so he didn't see Trunks.

"And what job is that, terrorising human gang members at the fucking mall on your day off, Brat?" Vegeta stalked closer, his eyes narrow, his power rising.

"They deserved it, after what they tried to do," Goten stated, smirking, crossing his arms. "If the cops hadn't showed up, I probably would have done much worse, and they would have deserved every bit of it."

"And just what part of 'don't reveal your true nature' do you fail to understand? Your Idiot of a brother is no better - but at least he tries to hide his identity!"

"So you'd have rather let me LET those thugs rape your daughter to keep my identity safe, huh?" Goten growled.

Vegeta snarled, "What did you say....?"

Trunks stepped out slightly from behind Goten, the white bandages stark against the left of her arm and face. "He's telling the truth," she said, unable to meet his eyes, feeling so... disgusting.

"Those assholes were feeling her up, planning to take her out back and take her honor. And you're pissed at me for breaking that stupid rule about our powers?! Get the fuck out of my house now, Vegeta." Goten growled

"And you didn't KILL THEM!?" Vegeta's power jumped as he transformed, enraged. "What the fuck is wrong with you BRAT!?"

"I didn't have enough time!" Goten shouted, his fangs baring a bit.

"How much time do you need to tear off a puny human's head!?" Vegeta roared.

Trunks shrank back from the two of them, their power kicking up wind as she whimpered, a little afraid.
,br> "That would be too easy... " Goten chuckled. "They deserved far more... and I will hunt them down, each and every one of them..." Goten's voice faded a bit.

"You see that you do," Vegeta snapped.

Trunks came forward, grasping at Goten's arm, "Please, sit down..." she spoke softly, tremulously.

Goten went to wrench his arm free, then suddenly his eyes fluttered as he lost his transformation, stumbling back against the wall. The cut on his back, deeper than it had seemed, started to bleed more, dark red running down along the wall.

"GOTEN!" Trunks cried out in fear as she latched onto him.

"Stupid Brat," Vegeta growled, dropping his own transformation and reaching forward, helping Goten to the ground gently. "Trunks, get the medical kit."

One hand steadying against the wall, she limpingly, painfully, ran to do as she was told, bringing it back, "Don't you have a sensu bean?" she whimpered, kneeling beside them with the kit and begining to try and clean Goten's wound, having trouble seeing through tears.

"I left them at home, but knowing Kakkarot's family, he probably has a few hidden here. Stop crying and think." Vegeta ordered as he ripped open Goten's shirt and wiped away the blood.

"I'm pregnant and I almost got raped, what do you expect me to do, laugh!?" she shouted at him.

"Find the damn bean, NOW!" Vegeta ordered, narrowing his eyes at Trunks.

She bit her lip, tears streaming down her face, one hand stiffly trying to wipe them away, the pain in her legs from running for the kit bleeding to feed her distress as she rummaged through the kit, "There ISN'T one!"

Goku suddenly appeared, having felt his son's ki heighten, then drop far too low for comfort. "What happened?" he demanded, pulling a sensu bean from a small pocket he kept in his sash for just in cases.

Trunks grabbed the bean from Goku and put it in her mouth, chewing it and putting her lips to Goten's, pushing the healing substance into his mouth by way of a desperately frightened kiss.

Vegeta blinked, shocked. Then he growled as his eyes narrowed.

Goten's eyes fluttered a few moments after the kiss started, then he moaned as his wounds started to heal.

Trunks didn't let up on the kiss, not until she knew for sure he was going to be alright, and that the bean had done its worth. She could feel a tingling along her own cuts and bruises, as they healed as well.

She was so frightened, at first for her child, then herself... then so much for him....

Goku blinked, an amused look on his face, "Well? What happened?" he asked again, looking at Vegeta.

Vegeta stood up, watching, his arms crossed. He did not like looking at his son... well... daughter... kissing one of Kakkarot's boys. "Your son broke the rule about transforming in public and displaying his powers..." he started.

"...And?" Goku asked, grasping Vegeta's shoulder and leading him through the hall toward the living room - away from Goten and Trunks.

Goten moaned a bit more, then relaxed, a small smile on his face, still out, but looking a lot better now.

The kiss ebbed, and Trunks pulled back, moving so she could lay Goten's head in her lap, too in pain to get up and follow their fathers. Gently, she pushed his hair back, running her fingers through it -- suddenly beginning to realise just what she'd gotten herself into.

Vegeta growled. "The news reported about half a dozen thugs injured at the mall. Your brat was protecting mine from them."

"Well, I guess that's good enough a reason," Goku shrugged. "They're okay now."

"You son is too weak, Kakarot. You slacked off in his training a long time ago. He should have KILLED those thugs for what they tried to do."

Goku sighed, "He's stronger than you were when you first came to earth, Vegeta - cut him some slack."

"When I FIRST came to earth, Kakkarot. That boy has been here for how many years, and a bloodline mix that is destined to be stronger than ours anyway! He is the weakest of the lot now."

"Things aren't like they used to be, and technically no - your daughters are," Goku shot back, defensive of his son.

"I'll have you know one of them will be turning back into a male soon, and stronger than your son - and the other is strong enough to take care of her self, her purpose is to give me grandchildren."

"And people call me backwoods...."

"This is the way the royal line has always been, and shall always be," Vegeta spoke with pride.

"Just as long as you don't tell Bra," Goku smiled.

"That's the last thing that child needs to hear right now. Fortunately she inherited MY ego," Vegeta smirked.

Goku rolled his eyes, looking back to see Trunks still brushing Goten's hair aside from his face, looking worried. He looked back at Vegeta, "Why don't we leave?"

Vegeta glared at them for a moment. "Fine." He turned on his heel and walked back to the balcony window, flying away.

Goku looked back at Trunks, "He'll be okay, his ki's already almost back to normal," he assured her.

"Thanks, Goku," she smiled worriedly.

Goku went to the balcony and pulled up the door that Goten had knocked down, using his ki to melt the bolts back into place. He left, closing it behind him before flying away.

Goten's eyes were still closed, but he breathed normally.

Trunks continued to brush her fingers through his hair, biting her lip against the pain in her hips and legs as she soothed him as best she could, brushing fingertips across his cheek, then back through his hair once more. "C'mon, Chibi... wake up," she called to him quietly.

"Don't wanna...." Goten moaned softly.

"Please, just so I know you're okay, then you can go back to sleep?"

Goten slowly opened his eyes, his vision foggy, not fully awake yet, more reacting to Trunks words than his body's readiness.

"There you go, that's it," her voice was calm and soothing, her hand still tracing gently across his cheek and through his hair.

"Are... are you ok?" he asked softly, clarity coming to his eyes more and more with each slow blink.

"Yeah. Thanks to you, I'm safe..."

"Good." He closed his eyes. "I'm sorry..."

"What for?" she kept touching his face, his hair....

"For not being there....I should have stayed with you."

"No permanent damage done," she said softly. "It was my fault anyhow... this... isn't the first time they approached me," she said softly, shamed. "I should have told you."

Goten's eyes opened, confusion laced in them. "You mean... before...?"

"They hit on me a month and a half ago," she admitted, closing her eyes and blushing shamedly as she looked away from him. "I was finally able to get them to go away by saying I'd think about it," she shuddered.

Goten slowly pulled himself up into a sitting position, arching his back. He then reached out to run a hand along her face. "I should have killed them," he stated.

She tilted her face into his hand, still not opening her eyes to look at him. "Don't want you in jail.

"No jail could hold me," Goten smirked a bit.

"Then you'd become a fugitive," she looked up at him, "and who'd take care of me?"

"I'd still take care of you - I'd take you with me!" the smirk turned into a smile.

She chuckled, "I can barely walk and be pregnant at the same time, you really think I could be on the run and pregnant at the same time, Chibi?"

"I'd carry you, remember?" the smile turned into a wide grin.

"Well... in stead of carrying me, oh fugitive wanna be, on your escape, can you just bring me to bed? I ouch," she pouted and looked at him with large blue eyes.

"Sure," he stood and all his joints cracked.

"You sound like you're getting old," she teased.

"You try being almost dead for about half an hour and see how good YOUR muscles are!" he joked picking her up.

She rested her head against his shoulder, her arms around his neck. "Well, remind me next time to take you to Miracle Max's... oh wait, we had a visit from Miracle Goku - you'll be fine," she smiled.

"Yeah, I can still taste the senzu bean in my mouth," he told her as he carried Trunks into her bedroom.

"You shoulda seen the look on Dad's face when I gave it to you," she chuckled.

"Probably didn't think I deserved it," Goten muttered.

"Actually no, he was screaming at me to try and find one in the first aid kit, but there weren't any."

"It's in my sock drawer," Goten told her.

"Well now I know," she shrugged, her arms still around his neck, head on his shoulder. "Anyhow, you were so out of it, I chewed it up and kissed you to make sure you got it," she blushed slightly.

Goten stopped walking. "You mean... you... in front of our dads?!"

"Oh yes, the fish out of water look on my dad was quite satisfying, and Goku just smirked. But how else was I gonna make sure you got it all in you without choking you?"

Goten just blushed and laid Trunks on the bed. "I dunno... I guess it was the best way..." he rubbed the back of his neck. "And... your dad didn't kill me?"

She didn't let go of her arms around his neck. "I guess he was too shocked...."

Goten chuckled, then blushed. "You're in bed now... you can let go..." he said softly, but his voice wasn't firm in the words, not really minding the embrace.

"Don't wanna...."

Goten chuckled, then leaned along the edge of the bed, his arms on either end of Trunks' shoulders. "You're going to have to eventually... " he smirked.

"Maybe, what if I asked you to stay?" she closed her eyes and turned her head, as though afraid of the expression her statement would bring to his face.

Goten's eyes opened a moment in surprise, then he nodded. "Then I'd hope you'd let me at least find a more comfortable position," he told her with a soft smile.

She turned her face so she could look at him, trying to read his eyes.

"Trunks... I... " Goten bit his lip, running a hand along Trunks's face.

"You what?" she whispered, turning her face slightly to kiss the palm of his hand gently.

Goten's breathing quickened a bit. He was feeling something that he knew he really shouldn't... but he did... and he hoped that maybe if he told his best friend about it, she might feel the same. "I... I think..." he stammered.

"Too much," she whispered, looking up at him, finding in his eyes something, she wasn't quite sure what it was... but feeling that she returned it, even though she didn't know just what it was. "I think we can find a more comfortable position too," she leaned up slightly, tightening her arms round his neck only slightly, bringing their lips together in a gentle kiss.

Goten's breath hitched and he kissed her back, leaning down a bit so she didn't get a crick in her neck. He let his hand run along her hair lovingly.

Her grip on him loosened, her hands coming to either side of his face, her thumbs brushing against his cheekbones as she continued to kiss him, leaning back against the bed, hoping he would follow.

He did, then pulled back, breathing hard. He blinked, searching her eyes, trying to figure out what was happening.

She slowly opened her eyes, confusion in them, and something deeper - as though she either didn't know what it was, or she didn't know why - but overall acceptance of him and anything he wished, and need for him to be with her.

"Trunks... I think... I... Trunks, oh gods you're so going to hit me..." He said softly, blushing, biting his lip.

"Even if I did, it wouldn't hurt you anyhow," she dropped her hands to rest on his biceps. "What is it?" she chuckled, "C'mon, we're best friends, we tell each other everything, right?"

"Trunks... I think I'm falling in love with you..." he said softly, looking away a moment before locking eyes with his best friend, knowing this confession was going to change everything.

She blinked, then frowned slightly in thought.

Goten lowered his head, sitting up a bit. "I know it's stupid, I mean, you're going to wish yourself back to a guy once the chibi is born... but... I dunno... I just... it's like I've always loved you, but now that you're a girl... I can see us in a way we could never have had before..." he rambled.

"How do you know it's me... and not the form I'm in?" she asked quietly, unsure if she wanted to know the answer.

"Because... there were times growing up... you just knew me so well, I used to joke to myself that if you were just a girl, our lives would be easier... we were so close... it just..." he brushed his hand through his hair roughly, not sure how to explain it the right way.

Trunks had been having insecurities all the while, but couldn't voice them. How could she tell Goten that though she wanted to be turned back to normal, she couldn't really remember how it felt? "If I were a guy... would you still... love me?"

Goten nodded. "But you keep talking about not wanting to be gay... so I was kinda afraid to tell you... but... I just wanted to tell you how I felt..."

"I'm glad you're being honest," she winced as she pushed herself up to a seated position as well. "I should be honest too...."

Goten turned to look at her, tears in his eyes. "What?"

She couldn't meet his eyes, looking down at well manicured hands in stead. "I... don't know how I feel, Goten. And I... " she closed her eyes. "Feel something, but I don't know what it is..." she finished lamely.

Goten chuckled a bit. "I guess I'm jsut being old sentimental Goten again, huh?"

"Maybe. I don't want to hurt you, but I can't return your declaration. I'd be lying if I did...."

Goten lowered his head, nodding. "I understand..." he said softly.

"I'm sorry," she whispered, looking up at him with tears in her eyes, bringing her hand up to cup his cheek. "I'm sorry that I can't say it back to you. But... I can say that I need you, Goten," she whispered. "I need you to protect me, and to comfort me, and to hold me..." she bit her lip.

Goten looked at her and smiled softly. "If that's what you need, then I will make sure I do my best to satisfy you," he stated, then leaned over and kissed her lips gently.

She returned his kiss with ardour. A deepness showed through that kiss to him, though she did not know what it was. She'd sworn never to love fourteen years ago, and had no vocabulary for such a thing any longer - it had been striken from her. Though, perhaps, not so completely as she believed.

However, Goten recognised that deepness, in the kiss, for what it truley was - and so kissed back a bit harder, hand coming to rest at the center of her shoulderblades, holding her up and close to him.

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