Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Two Worlds, One Woman ❯ Hair, Training and Lab Tests ( Chapter 7 )

Author: Murasaki Rose
Email: jianu_dbz@hotmail.com or murasaki_rose@dbzmail.com
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Warnings: Mary Sue, minor swearing
Author's note: ~ ~ indicate telepathy and ' ' indicate thought

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Two Worlds, One Woman
Chapter 7 - Hair, Training and Lab Tests

((From the diary of Jeanne: May 12, dragon year 775))

{Just two months ago, if anyone had told me that I'd become strong enough to pick up a car, I'd have laughed in their face. No one's that strong. Least where I'm from anyway. When Goku-san came over yesterday to spar with Vegeta he said I'm about as strong as they were when they first fought. In other words, I'm packing enough power to blow away a planet. Whoa. How's that for deep. I still haven't gotten the hang of ki blasts yet. I either release a huge blast or an undersized runt. Takeshi says I'm trying too hard. I can't fly either, but that's about to change. After Bulma's done with me in the lab, Goku, Vegeta, Gohan, and the Guardians are taking me out to teach me. I can't wait!}

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"Okay that should just about do it. Go ahead and get dressed."

Nodding, Jeanne went to retrieve her clothing, growling as her hair flipped into her face, again. "Stupid hair, had to go and get thicker didn't you? Couldn't stay the way you were could you? Nooooo, had to be difficult, didn't you?" she pulled her shirt over her head, still grumbling under her breath. Looking into the small mirror hanging nearby, she screeched in frustration. Her hair had spiked out again!!

Bulma watched all this with a mixture of amusement and sympathy. Ever since her heat, Jeanne's hair had gotten progressively thicker and more saiya-jin like in texture causing the smooth, silky hair to spike much like Gohan's had when he'd kept it long. Only a prolonged session of brushing and a large amount of shaping gel could keep it down and even that never lasted long. "Maybe you should try a different style?"

Jeanne blinked in surprise, "Now why didn't I think of that? But what could I . . . . I know!" She snapped her fingers and grinned at the other woman, "Bulma-san, do you have a good pair of scissors?"

"Hai, but what do you plan to do?"

Flashing her a grin, Jeanne winked mischievously, "You'll see."

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A few minutes later found Jeanne carefully separating and cutting sections of her hair. There was so much hair on the ground Bulma was afraid she'd do something unfixable. Jeanne meanwhile, was delighted with her success so far. Each lock of hair was bouncing back into exactly the right spot. Grabbing a hair tie, the demi-saiya-jin proceeded to pull the top layer of her hair up into a topknot, leaving the rest flowing free down her back. Turning 'round she grinned at Bulma, "So what do you think?"

Bulma smiled and gave her a thumbs up, "Looking good."

"Arigato," she replied. Her expression suddenly turning wistful, "I just wish I could do something with the color."

"What did you have in mind?" the blue-haired beauty asked.

"Well, this hairstyle comes from the re-design I did for my web persona. But the color is all wrong."

Bulma smiled triumphantly, "I can fix that."

Jeanne's eyes went wide, "You can? But how?"

"Same way I made mine blue," she noted the younger woman's stunned expression and smirked. "Why else would Trunks have lavender hair?"

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Peering over the cliffside on hands and knees, her tail curled tightly around Takeshi's leg, Jeanne let out a low whistle of awe. It was breathtaking and a bit unnerving, being so high above ground. Add on the fact that she *knew* everyone was staring at her, or more specifically, her hair. Okay, so maybe going from blond to purple was a bit extreme, but still. They'd been staring since she'd emerged from the lab! Sitting back on her haunches, Jeanne turned to face the others, "So what's the plan?"Goku grinned, "Well there's lot'sa different ways ta teach ya. We could getcha ta tap into your ki and learn how to lift yourself that way."

"Or we coulda' gone the meditation route," Takeshi said, ruffling her hair.

"But . . ." Jeanne prompted, standing up.

"We decided to do this the quick way." Jeanne raised an eyebrow at Gohan as he went on. "It's the same way Piccolo-san taught me."

"And how `Geta-kun learned too," Jianu chimed in.

Suddenly wary, Jeanne eyed the senshi suspiciously, tail curling around her waist unconsciously. "What do I have to do?"

Smirking, Vegeta grabbed hold of her arm and the waistband of her pants, "Fly brat," he said then tossed her off the cliff. It took a second or two before an ear-piercing shriek wrent through the air and the younger Z senshi took off after her, flying around her falling form. She had scrunched her eyes shut and curled up slightly, as if to avoid the impending doom.

"Jeanne-san! Open your eyes and relax!" Gohan shouted over the wind.

"ARE YOU CRAZY?!!!" she screeched in response, momentarily forgetting why she had them shut in the first place.

"Just fly!"

"I can't!" Looking down, Jeanne realized that the ground was a whole lot closer. "Oh shiiiiit!!!" she cried, crossing her arms over her head, knowing she was screwed. Her fall came to an abrupt stop and she was surprised to see that the ground was still three feet below her.

"Okay, let's try again." Twisting her head up in the direction of the voice, she saw Goku holding her by the ankle, Vegeta and the others hovering nearby. "Ya gotta try and fly, Jeanne-chan. Not fall," he told her as they flew back to the top of the cliff. "Ikuzo!" And once more, Jeanne was dropped.

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Several hours later . . .

"Could we pleeeeaaaase take a break?" Jeanne whined plaintively as she was lifted back up the cliff(Gohan this time). Her eyes getting doe-like as she affected a pitiful look, "It doesn't even have to be a long one. Pleeease?"

Gohan looked to his father for a response and the large saiya-jin shrugged, "I guess so."

"Arigato gozaimasu!" she exclaimed gratefully, collapsing shakily to her hands and knees. There was just something unnerving about being thrown repeatedly off a cliff. One would think after all these trips she would have become desensitized.

"You okay?"

Looking up to the green-haired Guardian, she smiled warmly to hide the crop of butterflies that sprung up at the sound of his voice. Everytime Takeshi came around her, she got all nervous and flustered, and when he touched her she felt warm all over. (Not like that you perverts!! He's only hugged her! Jeez!) "I'm still a bit shaky, but my heart rate is returning to normal."

"Good," he replied, looking out towards the horizon. Jeanne followed his gaze, sighing in wonder at the beauty of it all. It was so rare she got to enjoy raw nature. Other than Girl Scout camp, she'd only been to a handful of "natural" places. But those all had signs, guardrails, and tourists. Blech. >_< Her body and mind completely at ease, she never saw it coming. One minute she was sitting on the ground and the next she was sailing back over the cliff.

"Takeshi, you bastaaaaaaarrrrrrrrd!!!!!!!"

Grinning like the bastard Jeanne had called him, Takeshi prepared to take off after her when he felt her ki explode. A scant three seconds later, she came flying over the cliffside. "You son of a bitch!" she screeched, blasting towards him full force. With a cry of pure rage and frustration she pulled a hammer out of subspace and sent the warrior flying ala Akane's "Ranma no baka hentai" attacks. The sound of applause and laughter brought her out of her rage and blinking twice, she turned to see the others smiling proudly. Goku was flashing her a peace sign and even Vegeta was smiling a little. "Nani?"

"You did it Jeanne-chan!"

"Yatta!!"

"I what?!"

Gohan chuckled and pointed below her feet, "You're flying."

"NANI?!!" Looking down she saw that she was indeed flying, or floating rather. "Oh wow, this ks soooo cool!!!!" she squealed, clapping her hands together. "I can't believe I'm . . ." Whump! "Itai," she whined, rubbing her backside. "It's like they said in "The Restaurant at the End of the Universe"*, if ya want to fly all you have to do is throw yourself at the ground and miss."

Jianu helped her up, "So why'd ya fall then?"

Jeanne grinned sheepishly, "Simple, I started thinking about it."

The group face-vaulted as a whole, leaving the demi-saiya-jin confused as to what she'd said this time. She didn't get a lot of time to ponder it as Takeshi's ki began approaching fast. "Takeshi!!" she chirped, flying up to greet him. He froze on the spot, gray eyes wide as she headed towards him, she didn't feel mad . . . "Thank you soooo much!!" she cried, throwing her arms around his neck, hugging him tight. "You did it! You got me flying!" Squeezing him again, she nuzzled her head against his chest, purring loudly, her tail coiling around his waist.

"Y-you're welcome," he replied, hesitantly wrapping his arms around her tiny waist. "You're welcome."

February 24, 2003

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*~obviously a Ranma ½ reference. If you haven't seen it, go get it now!

**~the second book in Douglas Adams five book "Hitchhiker" trilogy (yes, I know there're only three books in a trilogy, but Adams is weird that way). Very funny books, I highly recommend them. Anyway, when the main character Arthur is learning how to fly it's explained to him like this. "Just throw yourself at the ground and miss." Oh, and don't think about it or you'll fall.

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