(Vegeta and Goku walk out into the middle of a large white room. Goku scratches his head and Vegeta nervously pulls at the edges of her perfect black dress)
"Ummm............Chi asked us if we would do the openning credits for her," Vegeta mumbles and then whips out a compact and checks her makeup for the umpteenth time.
"Well, Chi doesn't own us or the rest of the DBZ gang. Vegeta would you stop doing that. It's a distraction," Goku whimpers as Vegeta rubs his shoulders.
"Well, I'm bored," Vegeta pouts. She continues to rub Goku's shoulders.
"Chi would also like you to...........all hells! Chi, you're on your own," Goku says ferally as he spins around and grabs Vegeta.
Some help you two are *stares at them and shakes her head* Take that somewhere else!
(Goku uses instant transmission and finds himself in the middle of a messy bedroom. He and Vegeta continue to make out. Princess Angelique looks up from her computer and shakes her head)
"Why do I have the feeling Chi was behind this?"
(screen flips back to the white room where Chi is dancing around to some old sixties song. She notices everyone is back)
Well, that was for leaving that interesting review, Angel. As for the rest of you *glares menacingly and takes a step forward. Then breaks out in a huge grin* THANK YOU! I can't believe how much support I'm getting for this.
As for you flamers *Chi powers up, and this time she's not kidding* bring it on! I dare you! I love flames, I welcome them, I see them as a challenge, and now I'm gonna go cool off before my blood pressure goes through the roof.
Okay, so Vegeta's a woman now. Works for her, works for Goku, but aren't we forgetting something? How will the rest of the Z fighters act about this?
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Vegeta lay in bed staring at the growing dawn. She hadn't been to sleep yet, too much was on her mind. She had stayed up all night listening to her mate's deep but peaceful breathing trying to think about what had possibly possesed her to do what she had done last night.
She had been the great Saiyan prince. Third strongest warrior in the universe. Feared by all but Goku. Then she remembered. She had done it for Goku. For her koi, her soulmate, for the one she would gladly die for. But she wasn't dying, she had a far more difficult task at hand. She would one day be a mother to the last pure blooded Saiyan in the universe.
"You really need to get some sleep," Goku muttered in her ear as his hand snaked around her waist and pulled her closer.
"What's the point? The day is starting already. In fact," she smiled as she sat up, dislodging Goku's arm despite his protests, "I think I'll make breakfast."
She hopped out of the bed and tripped on a long furry apendage.
"Kakky, drawl your tail up off of the floor. It's in a dangerous spot right now," Vegeta sighed and then the thought hit her, "Hey, our tails have grown back. This means you get pancakes from scratch instead of from the box."
Goku laughed. Vegeta was in a really good mood. She only made the meals if that was the case and for her to make something from scratch, well.... that had only happened twice before. On the night they had consumated their relationship and become mates and then on their anniversary. Goku grabbed two robes, one for himself and one for Vegeta, before heading for the kitchen. He had to choke back his laughter as he walked through the kitchen door. Vegeta was stading there covered in homemade pancake batter. Well, standing wasn't the word, dancing was.
"Make up your mind. You wanna be a crazy guy," Vegeta purred as she sang along to the song on the radio, "Touch me, don't touch. Dangerous love, it's real love. Woah woah, touch me. I wanna fall in love." Goku was mesmerized.
Vegeta was a great singer as I guy. His voice was rich and deep. Those same qualities were making his female singing voice so sultry and seductive that Goku was having a hard time not jumping his mate as she set the table. The fact that she was doing all of this naked wasn't helping things much.
"Breakfast is ready," She purred as she put more food down than Goku thought was in the entire house. He silently handed her the robe and then dug into his food. Vegeta laughed and got them both large mugs of coffee.
"Wow, I didn't know you could cook like this," Goku said as he lifted his head from his food long enough to flash Vegeta a smile.
"It's nothing, really," Vegeta blushed and then inwardly kicked herself.
//Why is he making you blush from a simple compliment? He says that kind of stuff all of the time. Get a grip on yourself. You may be female but you're still Vegeta//
"So, what do you plan on doing all day. You can't go to work until we explain all of this to Bulma and ChiChi," Goku said as he finally finished off all of his breakfast.
"Well, we need to tell everyone about this. Let's do that first. Then we have to go shopping. I need new clothes since I'm gonna be in this body for awhile. Then we need to go to the store, I was thinking about having Bulma and Trunks over for dinner tonight," Vegeta said as she sipped her coffee.
"Vegeta, you're a genius," Goku said as he jumped up and hugged his mate.
"What the devil? What are you talking about Kakkarot? We have the onnas and the brats over for dinner at least once a week. Sometimes we go over there," Vegeta said as she suddenly questioned the sanity of her mate.
"A dinner party. We'll invite everyone over and show them the new you over dinner. Food always lightens the mood. I'm going to call everyone right now," Goku giggled like a little kid who'd been given permission to host a sleep over as he ran for the phone.
"How did I end up with that baka again," Vegeta muttered her question to the sky, a slight smile playing on her lips.
"I heard that and it's because you love me," Goku said from the living room.
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"How did I get myself talked into this," Vegeta mumbled as she stood in front of yet another clothing store. Goku stood next to her, carrying more bags than a normal man could've and silently thanking the guardian all of this was going on the Capsule Corp credit card.
"The Rose Vine: The Best In Womens Evening Wear," Goku read from the sign. He then turned to Vegeta, "Why does this place sound so familliar? We've never been to this mall before."
"I don't know. Let's just get in there, pick out a few dresses, and then go home," Vegeta mumbled as she stepped into the store, Goku trailing behind her.
"Hello, welcome to The Rose Vine," a bubbly brunette they guessed to be the store manager said, "We'll have a personal consultant with you in one minute. Now where is that girl? She's probably got that husband of hers visitting again. I knew it was a bad idea to agree to let her bring that baby of hers to work," the woman muttered as she stalked off to find the unfortunate sales girl. The manager came back with a couple Goku and Vegeta knew all too well.
"This is the last straw, Juuhachi. If I catch you and Krillin making out in the back room again you're fired," The manager hissed as she drug Juuhachi by the arm to the front of the store. She plastered back on the fake smile as she walked up to Goku and Vegeta, "This is our best consultant, Juuhachi."
"Goku," Juu said in shock as she stared at her customers, "What are you doing here and where's Vegeta?"
"More importantly, who's the girl," Krillin asked as he drank in Vegeta features.
"I'm Eve," Vegeta lied as he used the first name that came off the top of his head, "I'm a friend of theirs from out of planet and Goku promised to take me shopping to help me fit in. Are you going to be at the dinner tonight?"
"Are you a Saiyan," Krillin asked as he stared at her tail.
"No, Cattan. We're a cousin species to the Saiyans except we turn into cats under the full moon. Actually, I am Vegeta's cousin so...."
"Well that explains why you're wearing his clothes. But we'll change that. A girl as pretty as you needs to look her best," Juu said as she grabbed Vegeta's arm and lead her to a spot in the store near the back, "This is where they keep my favorites."
Vegeta subjected herself to three hours of being Juu's personal dress up doll before paying for two dozen very expensive dresses.
"So, which one are you wearing to dinner tonight," Goku aksed as he rearranged the packages.
"The one that put Bulma and ChiChi back ten thousand dollars," Vegeta laughed as she held up the dress, the sole thing she would carry, "They're gonna be more pissed off about this than the time we went to Vegas."
Krillin and Juuhachi stared after the retreating couple. The trance was broken as a cry from Marron brought them back to Earth.
"Do you think that's really Vegeta's cousin," Juu asked as she comforted the crying new born.
"No, somethings up. I'm calling Bulma."
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"Let's see, steaks, eggs, bread, milk, pop, wine, beer, wine coolers, lots of spirits , for later of course, vodka to slip into ChiChi's punch. You know, she's almost nice to have around when she's drunk," Vegeta laughed as she looked up from her shopping list. Goku followed her with his cart. Hers was almost overflowing. She went back to her list, "Chips, every kind of salad we could find, cleared out the entire snack isle. Did we miss anything?"
"Um...chicken, hot dogs, lunch meat, cheese, hamburger, and ice cream," came Goku's reply. Neither of them were paying attention as they turned the corner and ran into two other carts.
"Hey, watch it," came voice that could have been a child's.
"Yeah," a much gruffer voice agreed as he bent over to pick up some of his groceries.
"Chill guys, it's only Goku and some girl. A very pretty girl. Might I ask your name miss," Yamcha said as he tried to lay the charm on thickly.
"I'd be careful, Yamcha. Vegeta's very protective of Eve," Goku warned. Yamcha pulled his hand away, glad Goku had warned him before he'd pinched the girl.
"Yeah, my cousin gets awfully protective of the ones he loves," Vegeta laughed. She tugged at Goku's arm, "Come on Goku. We've got to get home. I need to get dressed."
Tien, Chout Zu, and Yamcha watched them walk around the corner and out of sight.
"Wow, Vegeta's cousin is a hottie," Yamcha whistled.
"That wasn't his cousin," Chout Zu said matter of factly.
"Chout Zu's right. I don't know who she is but she's no cousin of Vegeta's. I'm going to call Krillin," Tien mumbled.
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"You think they're all coming," Vegeta asked nervously as she paced the living room in her dress, a floor length gown of black silk that had no sleeves and no back. Just a few strings that tied around her neck. She had on just the right amount of makeup and her hair was pulled up and curled lightly around the edges.
"Hey, I had to call in some favors but everyone, and I do mean everyone, is coming," Goku laughed as he adjusted the cuffs of his suit, "They should be showing up any minute now."
As if on cue the doorbell rang. Goku walked over and gasped. It was the first time in the two years that he had know him that he'd seen Juunana in a suit.
"So this is what my sister was yakking about. Enchanted to meet you," Juunana said as he kissed Vegeta's hand, "You're just as pretty as Juuhachi said."
"Thank you," Vegeta smiled and then shot Goku a look to keep him from laughing. Her gaze didn't rest on Goku long before she turned back to the door, and Juunana, and got the deer got in the headlights look. Standing, or should I say floating, in their doorway was Dende and Mr. Popo.
"When you said everyone I didn't know you were this serious. Hello, I'm Eve. Welcome to my cousin's home oh guardian of Earth and keeper of the Lookout," Vegeta bowed respectfully.
"Wow, Mr. Popo! I didn't even know you had a suit, and where'd you get one for Dende," Goku laughed as he led the first three guest to their entertainment hall set up in the back yard. The doorbell rang again and Vegeta hestantly openned it. She wasn't a shy person but for some reason she wanted Goku to be with her. She let out an audible sigh of relief. It was only Korin and Yajarobi and they weren't anything she couldn't handle.
"Greetings and welcome to my cousin's home. I'm Eve," Vegeta said sweetly as she shook hands with both of them. Goku came back just as she was finishing introductions, "I think I'll take them out back," she said as she spotted Yamcha pulling into the street.
"Hey Goku!"
"Hey Yamcha!"
"Where's Eve, I brought her something," Yamcha said almost sheepishly as he pulled out the largest box of chocolate Goku had ever seen, "I don't mean to insult her but I've seen the way a Saiyan can eat. Oh, by the way, congrats on your tail growing back."
"Thanks! Hi Tien. Hi Chout Zu."
"Where's the girl," Tien said as his third eye narrowed in suspicion.
"Eve's out back playing hostess. By the way, thank you all for wearing suits. I know this was short notice," Goku said. Yamcha didn't even wait for him to finish before starting for the backyard.
"Did you say hostess," Master Roshi asked. Goku was shocked, he hadn't even noticed him coming to the door.
"As in the kind of a female persuasion," Oolong added.
"Well that's what a hostess tends to be," Puar huffed. Why she had even agreed to come to this affair with Oolong instead of Yamcha she'd never know.
"Yeah. Her names Eve. She's Vegeta's cousin. She's out back, you can't miss her," Goku said, a little shocked at how easy that lie was becoming.
"Let go then. I want to see this pretty lady. She's all Krillin and Juuhachi could talk about," Turtle said as he slowly crawled past Goku.
"Speaking of which, hi Krillin, hi Juu. Hello Marron chan," Goku cooed at the baby Juuhachi was holding. Vegeta took that moment to come back.
"Oh wow, what a cute dress. Matching mother daughter outfits at this age. I bet she's going to be a heartbreaker when she grows up," Vegeta cooed.
"Would you like to hold her," Juuhachi asked as she extended the baby slightly.
"Oh wow, can I," Vegeta asked as she took Marron, "Aren't you just the cutest thing. Come on Juuhachi, I want to show you the shoes I picked up to go with that lavender dress you talked me into."
"Hey Goku," Krillin said after the girls had dissapeared, "when are you gonna come clean on who that girl really is. Don't say Vegeta's cousin. If that's Vegeta's cousin I'm actually very tall."
"You'll find out when everyone else does. Uh oh, here comes trouble," Goku muttered. ChiChi and Bulma came screechig up the street and slammed on the brakes as they pulled in front of the house. Gohan, Piccolo, and a girl Goku didn't recognize landed softly next to the car, "Well at least everyone's here."
"Dad, I'd duck and cover. Mom's on the warpath over you and that Eve girl's spending spree. This is worse than the Vegas incident. By the way, this is my friend from school, Videl," Gohan quickly said as he brushed past his father and headed for the back yard.
"Hi," was all Videl could get out before Gohan drug her to the back yard.
"He wasn't kidding. No one even wanted to ride in the car with her," Piccolo whispered to Goku before quickly heading for the backyard.
"Thanks for the warning," Goku called to the retreating figure and then added, "I like the suit. It looks good on you."
"GOKU! What in this wide world possesed you to spend two hundred thousand dollars in a singal shopping trip," ChiChi screeched as she grabbed Goku's collar.
"Chill out, ChiChi. Let's try to have some fun tonight," Bulma said as she tried to comfort the crying Goten.
"Uncle Goku," a three years old Trunks cried happily as he latched onto Goku's leg, "where's daddy?"
"Umm.....he'll be down shortly. Now why don't we go out back and you can meet daddy's cousin, Eve," Goku said, already leading them in the direction of the backyard. This was going to be a looooooooooonnnngggggg evening.
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Oh, don't you just hate me! I think I'll leave you hanging, yet again. Don't worry, It'll be updated soon *stares at the angry readers with pitchforks* In fact *nervous laughter* I'm working on it right now. Stayed tuned for part three: Questions and answers.
Reviews are very welcome but could you please start leaving e-mail adresses? I like to write back. I promise I'll try not to rant, (though it does occasionally happen).
As for you flamers bring it on! I love flames! I dance within their mythical warmth and call upon powers long unseen by this world. I bask in them. I let them consume me until I am nothing but the heat given off by the fire! Do your worst, I dare you.