Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Dude Looks Like A Lady ❯ Chapter Thirty-Two ( Chapter 32 )

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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 Thirty-Two
October 10, 797 (Monday)
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Goten moaned and stretched, yawning. It had been a long night... it was his turn to wake up with the baby... and boy did he wake up.

Trunks, slimmed down to her original figure now, snuggled up to him, pouting, "No... stay..." she muttered.

Goten moaned and rolled over towards her. "I need to go pee..." he whimpered.

"Then go pee and come back, I'll keep your spot warm," she told him, kissing his shoulder.

"Okay," Goten whimpered, then rolled out of bed and crawled to the bathroom.

Trunks curled up in his spot, having taken to sleeping nude, as comfortable as it was.

Goten soon walked back, his hair all disheveled, scratching his chest a bit. "What time is it?" he asked.

"Time to get back into my bed, Chibi," she pouted back.

"Yes ma'am," he chuckled, then slid back into bed, snuggling up to his wife.

"Mmm, just right," she snuggled back, draping an arm and leg over him, her head on his shoulder as she dozed once more.

Goten moaned softly, kissing her shoulder and then nuzzling her cheek.

"Perfect..."

And at that moment, the bedroom balcony door was slid open with a bang. "Wake up!" Vegeta's voice echoed in the room scornfully.

"What?" Trunks looked up, then squeaked, moving to pull the blankets to cover herself more fully. "Dad! What are you doing here?!"

"Get your hands off my son, Brat," Vegeta glared at Goten, who crawled to the other side of the bed. "You've already caused enough problems as it is."

"He's my HUSBAND, Dad, he can have his hands on me if I want them to be!" Trunks shouted back.

"Don't talk back to me, boy. Now get dressed. While you were playing mother, I gathered the dragonballs for you." Vegeta held out the bag, a faint glow from inside.

Goten looked at Trunks, sudden fear in his stomach keeping him from speaking.

Trunks's eyes widened. "...no....."

"Yes. Now get dressed. I'm going home to tell your mother." With that, he flew off.

Trunks looked at Goten, "Remember when you said we could be fugitives...?"

"They have the balls, Trunks... we don't have to be there for them to turn you back," Goten said softly... defeat in his voice. "I... I'll go dress Truten."

"It's not fair!" Trunks cried, rubbing her palm across her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Why are they doing this to us?!"

"Because they think it's best." Goten said softly. "You're a guy, Trunks... they want you back the way you were..."

"No I'm not! I don't wanna be!" she wept.

Goten walked over and pulled Trunks into his arms. "I know, Trunks... I know... but you really are... and I guess... well, our fairytale is over, and we have to wake back up to reality." It hurt to say it, but Goten knew it was going to happen whether they wanted it or not, and he was closing himself to the emotions.

"You said you loved me!" she screamed at him, pushing him away and running to lock herself into the bathroom, sobbing her heart out.

Goten went to the door, leaning against it. "I do, Trunks! I do... but.... Damnit Trunks, I love you, and you know it! But they're going to change you back!" He sighed, "And you're going to go back to the way you were..." he whispered.

"Go away, Goten.... go get Truten ready," her sobbing was swiftly getting under control. "I'm going to borrow some of your clothes."

"Sure." He said softly, pushing away from the door, rubbing his tears away. He walked to the baby's room... his old bedroom.... He picked the already awake infant up and started to change her.

Washing the tears from her face, Trunks soon left the bathroom, changing into some of Goten's larger clothing, so that when she was returned to her original form, she wouldn't ruin her own clothing. Maybe she'd keep it for Truten someday... memories of happier times. She sighed, pulling her hair back at the nape of her neck, and remaining barefoot. She frowned in the mirror, then cut a lock of hair off from where it wouldn't matter, placing it into a small envelope and hiding it for now.

Goten soon came back, holding Truten in the green dress, sucking on a bottle. "Hold her while I get dressed," he stated emotionlessly, cutting himself off as he handed Trunks the infant.

Trunks said nothing, holding their child, and watching Goten sadly as he changed. Shortly, everything would be different... and she wasn't sure she could handle it.

He pulled on a loose pair of jeans and a tee-shirt, slidding his feet into his sneakers. "I guess we'd better get going." he said softly, not looking up as he tied the laces.

"Right," she nodded, her face unreadable as she chewed her lower lip. "Goten?"

"Yeah?" he asked, standing up, but afraid to look her in the eyes. His stance... he was defeated.

"Can you fly us there... one last time?" she asked softly.

"Sure," Goten nodded, walking over to gather Trunks and his daughter into his arms, then starting for the balcony.

Trunks held their daughter carefully in one arm, while the other slipped around his neck and she rested her head against his shoulder, just breathing him in... and shutting herself down.

Soon they arrived, Vegeta already having spread the balls on the ground. Gohan was there as well, having seen Vegeta on his way to college and asking the older Saiyajin what he was doing. He decided to go, figuring that Goten was going to need some support. Vegeta already seemed miffed enough that Bulma was away on business.

Bra, meanwhile, was rubbing her eyes. "Couldn't we have waited until, like, noon?"

"Or the apocolypse?" Trunks asked, staying close to Goten.

Vegeta narrowed his eyes. "You need to remember who you are, boy, and I'm going to help you," he stated, then looked at Gohan. "Summon the dragon, brat. I don't know the words."

Gohan looked at Goten, and the little brother's eyes begged him not to. "Are you sure you want to do this, Vegeta?"

Meanwhile, Trunks handed Truten to her husband, then pulled him down for a soulful, deep kiss, filled with desperation, and sadness.... an emotion she knew no word for, and goodbye....

Goten kissed her back, then pushed her back, holding onto the baby like a lifeline... hopeing that she didn't disappear for some freakish reason. If he lost her too....

Gohan sighed. "Shenron... come forth and grant my wish!" he shouted, and there was a crack of light, and soon the dragon appeared.

Trunks looked sadly at Goten, then turned, stepping away just a bit more, watching with sad eyes as the eternal dragon regarded them. Swiftly, she was working to rebuild the walls of her heart... walls Goten had patiently and miraculously been able to tear down to rubble.

"You have summoned the Eternal Dragon, what is your first wish?"

"Dragon. I wish you to turn my son back to the man he was," Vegeta ordered, crossing his arms. Bra watched the dragon in wonder, and Gohan started towards Goten, to be supportive.

Trunks was engulfed in a winded light, which soon faded, showing him in his original form, taller, muscular. He stumbled a moment, feeling off balance, then frowned as he looked down at large, very masculine hands. "So it ends..." he mused quietly to himself.

Goten closed his eyes, turning into Gohan's shoulder, trying not to let himself cry.

Vegeta smirked. "Finally. Back to normal," he commented.

"What is your second wish?" the dragon asked in his booming voice.

"Knowing my father's sadistic sense of humour, probably a wish to turn Goten into a weak human girl now," Trunks muttered.

"Your wish.."

"Shit!" Trunks looked up, eyes wide. "It wasn't-"

"Has been..."

"WAIT STOP!"

"Granted."

Trunks winced.

Gohan's eyes opened wide as he felt a wind surround him and his brother. Quickly he grabbed the baby, then watched in amazement, and horror, as his brother slowly got smaller... thinner.... more delicate....

Goten blinked, then spun around. "TRUNKS!" he shouted in a very high pitched voice.

Trunks slowly turned around. "I was talking to myself, how was I supposed to know the Dragon was listening!!!!" Trunks scrubbed a hand over his face.

Goten grabbed his... well... her pants, keeping them from falling down her thin hips. "What did I do to you to deserve this?" she whined.

Vegeta just growled as the dragonballs floated into the air and flew in every which direction. "Stupid boy, wasting a good wish."

Bra chuckled. "I find it kinda funny..."

Trunks moved forward, putting his hands on her shoulders, "Honest, I didn't mean it! It wasn't a wish, the dragon heard me wrong! I'd never do to you what my father just did to me, you've GOT to believe me!"

Goten just trembled her lips, then started to cry. "But I don't wanna be a GIRL!" she cried.

Gohan just lowered his head. This was going to be a very interesting year coming up....

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