Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Trespassing ❯ Crossdresser ( Chapter 3 )

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Big Namekian Ballz - Again, Thank you for those reviews. I love them. Please don't forget to review after this chapter. I would greatly appreciate your input.

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Bulma stomped down the hall, down the stairs, through the house and onto the lawn right up to the G.R.

Her father held a cup of coffee in his hands and watched fearfully as his daughter stormed through the kitchen. His genius mind told him not to say a word when she cursed and mumbled like that. Relief washed over him as she took her rampage outside, slamming the door. The impact of the front door hitting the door frame shattered the glass window. He sighed. Perhaps he spoiled her too much as a child. "My...that temper sure isn't from mine or my wife's genes". He raised an eyebrow at that thought.

She was bright red with rage. Hyperventilating. Mumbling about how mail and packages never seem to make it to their doorstep anymore. Cursing Vegeta. Eyelids twitching. Steam blowing out of her ears. She stood and stared at the door of the G.R. The rage inside of her just had to be released. She opened her mouth and let it out, giving a scream that was nothing more than a scream of pure fury and hatred toward the prince.

The ground shook violently. Her father spilled the scorching coffee on himself. Her mother, who was in the garden watering her plants at the time, fell face first into the mud. The mighty prince ducked out of surprise and covered his sensitive ears until the scream stopped.

He stared at the door...something was outside of it. He cautiously stood up and went to open it. Outside, stood...the woman?!? She looked horrible, red with rage, hyperventilating, twitching at every part of her body. 'Damn it. I knew I shouldn't have used her toothbrush'. He noticed the steam coming out of her ears. He gulped. 'Maybe she found her old stuffed animal under my pillow...no...I won't let her take you, Nappa!' He gained his composure "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT ABOUT!"

"WHERE IS IT!?!"

Vegeta gulped. So she was after his Nappa. "HE'S MINE! I FOUND HIM UNDER YOUR BED! YOU ABANDONED HIM, I FOUND HIM! HE'S MINE!!!"

"YOU WERE IN MY ROOM?!? AUUURGH!!!" Bulma stopped pulling her hair and calmed her breathing. She'll deal with her privacy issues later. She clenched her teeth and began to speak "No, Vegeta, MY PACKAGE!"

Vegeta's eyes went wide 'So she wasn't talking about Nappa'. He smirked and leaned against the G.R. "I didn't know you had a package...now I know why you don't like it when I call you Woman." His eyes traveled down her body 'I have never met a man that looks so good in women's clothes'. His eyes traveled to her breasts 'If Bulma is a man then those can't be real'. Then the thought finally hit him 'Bulma's a crossdresser and the Weakling is It's mate'. Vegeta suddenly felt proud of himself. He knew it all along and he was gonna yell it to the world "I KNEW THE WEAKLING WAS A FAG!"

Bulma's rage had faded due to her puzzlement. She had watched him get surprised, then cocky and then he finally found out why she didn't like being called Woman instead of her name. She watched him look her up and down, then stare at her breasts for a long time. As he was staring at her breasts, a proud smile grew on his face and he yelled that he knew Yamcha was gay. She figured he had no idea what she was talking about. She sighed 'This is probably another Saiyan culture thingy'. She rubbed he forehead and decided to approach this by another angle "Vegeta, did you attack a stranger in the yard last week?"

Vegeta took note of the change of subject and tone 'So It doesn't want everyone to know that It is really a he'. He smirked 'I can blackmail It with this information'. "Yes, MAN, I disposed of a few strangers last week."

Bulma blinked 'Where did he learn to use 'man' in that way? Maybe T.V. or from Yamcha's stoner friends, possibly even Krillen'. Wherever he learned it from she was going to ignore it "Was one of them dressed in brown and carrying something?"

Vegeta thought. He had killed so many trespassers, how was he supposed to remember what they were wearing or carrying? "Possibly."

"Vegeta, I need that part that the guy was carrying."

Vegeta shrugged "Check under the large tree in the back yard." He then turned and slammed the G.R. door in her face.

Bulma's temper rose again "It better be there, Buster or I know a certain monkey who is gonna have to live in the forest!" She then stomped off into the back yard to the large tree that she used to climb when she was little.

Anger started to rise in her blood when she saw from a distance that there was nothing under the tree. But as she drew closer, curiosity started to set in when she saw the ground in one large area was recently dug up. She started digging and found something black in the dirt.

Pulling it out she realized that it was a briefcase. She opened it and looked through the papers, the briefcase belonged to a salesman who sold cosmetics and cheap imitation perfumes. Then she pulled out a bag with knives. "Hmmm...Cutco knives. So that's what happened to that kid that was supposed to come over the other day. We can use these." She put them aside and dug out some Watchtower magazines and a spy camera. Then she saw the corner of a package so she threw the magazines aside and sat the camera next to the knives. She dug up the package and opened it. "Jackpot!" She then took the part along with her new knives and camera inside. "I'll have to come back out and see what other goodies are under that tree. And then I'll have a talk with Vegeta about killing people".

Bulma sat the stuff down on the kitchen table as her mom walked in. "Hi, Honey. Yamcha called. He regained contiosness and wishes to speak with you." Her mother eyed the camera with her eyes closed. "Ooh is that your new camera?"

"Yeah, Mom, I just got it today. Can you develop the pictures for me because I'm going to see Yamcha at the hospital?" she asked, walking outside.

"Sure, Honey, I'll take them to the store. Bye."

"Thanks! Bye, Mom! I'll be back later tonight." Bulma decapsulized a car and was on her way.

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"...and that's our plan" Tro finished.

"Great plan and all, but why do I have to crossdress like an old woman?" Biach asked, horrified.

"Because you'll do a much better job than me" Fairy said in a hurry.

Biach sniffed "But...but I don't want to die.."

Tro finally spoke up "Don't worry. With Yamcha in the hospital, nothing would go wrong with the plan."

"Taiksit! Bulma is on her way to the hospital!" Jen reported.

"Excellent...time to get suited up!" Taiksit chuckled evilly. "Soon, Dr. Briefs, you will have to pay me billions of dollars to get back your only daughter and future Capsule Corp. president.

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Big Namekian Ballz - Oh no! What's gonna happen? And what's with the damn old lady suit? Vegeta still thinks that Bulma is a man/crossdresser and refers to Bulma as "It". What will Bulma do when she finds out that Vegeta stole her favorite childhood stuffed monkey doll and named it Nappa? Does Yamcha's wang still work?

Not enough B/V for you? Still itching for a good laugh? Bulma and Gohan are abducted by aliens! Vegeta blasts off into space to retrieve his mate, but with one problem...Piccolo and Chi-Chi are on board! What the fuck is going to happen when The Vegetable, The Namek, and The Bitch are stuck in one tiny shuttle in outer space? Full of comedy and adventure. Check out my other story: Hate Triangle.

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