Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Dude Looks Like A Lady ❯ Chapter Twenty Five ( Chapter 25 )

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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-Five
May 26, 797 (thursday)
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Trunks listened as she heard the front door close and lock. Good, that meant Videl had left, just as she said. The pregnant prince'ess crawled out of bed and slowly made her way to lay on the couch - after putting Princess Mononoke into the DVD player.

It would be over in time for her to get back to her room.

Except... she fell asleep.

Goten came back, and rolled his eyes as soon as he saw her. He turned off the Television, then sat on the coffee table in front of Trunks, staring at her with narrowed eyes.

Without the background sound of the menu, she stirred and turned over onto her other side with a soft groan.

Sighing, Goten shook his head. "Trunks."

She whimpered, still not registering that she hadn't gotten back to her bedroom in time. "I'm sleeping," she whined.

"This doesn't look like a bedroom to me," Goten stated.

"Huh?" She opened her eyes and realised she was still in the livingroom. "Would you believe sleepwalking?"

"With wolves," his eyes darted to the open DVD case next to him.

"Kodama kidnapped me in my sleep and put the DVD on?" Trunks attempted.

"No." His eyes were still narrow. "Trunks, we've gone over this."

"Twenty-three times," Trunks sighed.

"Yes, and I'm getting tired of repeating myself." Goten sighed. "Why can't you, for once, just listen to me? I've tried everything to make you comfortable, but you STILL don't listen to me!"

"Genetic Defect?"

Goten snarled slightly, then got up, picking her up, not to gently, and carrying her back into the bedroom.

"Eep!" Trunks knew better than to struggle.

He placed her down in the ed, then proceeded to tuck her in. Tightly.

She squirmed, "I can't move!"

"That's the idea!" he told her. "Sit and stay," he walked out, slamming the door behind him shut, bending the hinges.

Trunks looked at the closed door in shock. "...Goten...?"

The sound of pots and pans banging in the kitchen were her only response as he worked to start making supper. She sank into the bed and remained silent.

Twenty minutes later, and she still hadn't moved a muscle. Which was getting more and more uncomfortable.

She really needed to go.

"I made dinner," he was still angry, but he was trying to calm himself. He brought over a plate of pasta and chicken with vegetables.

"...Goten?"

He put the tray down, "Yeah?"

"I really gotta go... can you untuck me? Little Chibi's headbanging on my bladder...."

Goten looked her over a moment, then chuckled and untucked her. She slipped out of the bed and waddled as best she could to her bathroom.

While she was gone, Goten set up the tray table, putting a bunch of pillows to where she was going to sit. Trunks soon returned, slipping up behind Goten, a little sideways, so she could put her head against his back, slipping her arms around him in silent apology.

Goten smiled, "Sorry I snapped."

"'Sokay. Don't want you hating me."

"You know I can't hate you, Trunks-chan." Goten twisted around so he could hold Trunks in his arms. "You're just too cute."

She laughed and snuggled a little bit. "Okay."

He kissed the top of her head. "Want me to give you a bath after dinner?" He teased in a husky voice.

"If I say yes, will you stop trying to break my pans?"

"If you promise to stay in bed until the chibi comes," Goten smirked.

"I guess I can wait two weeks..." she sighed.

"My vacation starts next week, so I can be with you all the time," Goten told her.

"Thanks. Maybe little Chibi'll come early?"

"I'm hoping. The hospital still hasn't given me an answer on paternity leave. If we were married, I would get three weeks, but they aren't sure if I'll get it for an unwed birth."

"You do realise that, even if we eloped, the moment I turn back into a guy it makes you a widower." Trunks had been putting a lot of thought into this since the nurse's mistaken assumption.

"But at least Chibi won't be illegitimate... and we won't have to worry about any courts taking the chibi from me when you disappear."

Trunks seemed thoughtful, as though she were trying to decide whether to tell him something, sitting on the bed. "Top drawer of my desk...."

Goten blinked, then walked over to the desk and opened the drawer.

"Probably the third or fourth document down."

He dug, then pulled out a half filled marriage licence, as well as a will that was paperclipped to it, as well as another small piece of paper was clipped to the back, and he turned to give Trunks a very confused look.

"It's a living will. In event of the death or disappearance of Trina Briefs, Goten Son is responsible for their child and all of her belongings. I, well.. I also've been kinda thinking for a while about Little Chibi... I don't want a bastard child - but I didn't want to say anything." she looked down at her hands and picked at her nails. "Y'know... I guess... well... if we eloped, our families wouldn't have to know, and Little Chibi will be legit."

Goten smiled, sitting next to her. "How can we get married, though, if your confined to bed?" he asked thoughtfully.

"We can get a justice, or priest, or something from the hospital to do it here," she pointed to the list of names and numbers on the small piece of paper clipped behind the license. "I didn't call anyone yet... and just think. If I wasn't stuck watching that stupid Oprah marathon last week, I wouldn't know any of this!"

Goten chuckled, "Good. Then tomorrow when I'm at work, you can make arrangements."

Trunks blinked, "You're not just humouring me, are you?"

"No Trunks, I'm not," Goten looked at his best friend with complete seriousness. "Though we might want to name Trunks as the chibi's guardian, just in case anything happens to me. Then you can still have Little Chibi legally."

"See, that's why you're the guy - I didn't think about that part," Trunks sighed, leaning back against the pillows with a thoughtful look.

"So... will you marry me, Trina Briefs?" Goten asked, kneeling down in front of Trunks.

She blinked, "Weren't we just making plans for that?"

"Just doing it the proper way," Goten smiled.

Trunks rolled her eyes. "Duh, Chibi."

"Good. Just don't tell your cousin Trunks, or he'll kill me," Goten joked.

Trunks laughed, "Trunks'd kill you for getting his cousin pregnant and NOT marrying her... if he even had one."

"That too," Goten got up and kissed her gently.

She slipped her hand behind his head in silent request that he deepen their kiss, and Goten did so - leaning her back so she was laying down, him kissing her deeper from above, his hand playing in her hair.

Her tongue slipped out to his mouth, tasting him needfully, and he sucked on it as his other hand ran along her side to cup her full breast.

She groaned, pressing into his hand as they kissed a moment longer, then she sighed. "Goten..? I'm really hungry. I forgot to eat lunch," she blushed, embarassed.

Goten chuckled, sitting up as he released her breast. "It's okay. I made you pasta and chicken," He folded his hands over his lap.

She noticed, raising her eyebrows, "Sorry...."

"I'm used to it. You eat, and I'm gonna take a cold shower, okay?" he smirked.

She brushed her hand over his pants apologetically, "Sure, Chibi."

He groaned, closing his eyes as his jeans got tighter in that spot, "Trunks... please...." he moaned.

"Go on, before we start something we can't finish in my condition."

Goten whimpered. "Evil temptress," he muttered, standing painfully and pushing the tray table closer, his erection obvious.

She took a bite of her food. "Mmm, never knew..." she looked at his erection, then into his eyes, "I could effect you so completely with hardly doing a thing."

"Only as a female," Goten stated, walking ot the door. "Your male form does nothing for me."

"Good to know you still have some standards," she teased back. "Does this mean that bath offer's nulled?"

"Nah. Just means I'm gonna have to behave." He smirked. "Enjoy dinner. I be back soon."

Trunks smiled slightly, then tucked in. She wasn't about to tell him, well... maybe not anyhow, that she thought he was an excellent cook.

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