Title: A Ripple in Time, Part Two
Rating: R to NC-17
Fandom: Real World/Dragonball Z
Warnings: Let's see... Major butt kicking and mild shonen ai in this chap, turn back if it squicks ya!
Disclaimer: I know this idea has been done before, but this time, it has a slight twist. Also, I stole the concept of the overbearing mother from Center Stage and mixed her with Chichi. Hope you don't mind! I don't own any of the characters so don't sue me. You know the drill. Well, on to the ficcie!
Oi = Hey
Waka ta = okay
Hai = Yes
Tsuden Ikko = Instant Transmission
Shinee = die
So ka = I see
Daijoubu ka = Are you okay?
Senshi = warrior
Futskayoi = Hangover
Kisama = you
Nan da = what is it?
Nuy ta = It worked
Nani = what?
Juuhachico = No. 18
Arigato = thank you!
Doitashimashite = you're welcome
-sama = a term of respect
Aho = moron
Yatta = I did it!
As I came to, the first thing I noticed was a splitting pain in my head and that my mouth tasted like toilet paper. I tried to move but stopped as the lower part of my body erupted in a spasm of extreme pain. I let out a sobb as I closed my eyes and remembered the events of the night before, playing out in quick succession before my mind's eye. Oh god. I was raped. I started sobbing uncontrollably as I just lay there, not really caring what happened next. How could I have just let that happen? Why did I even drink? God! I must be the dumbest person in the universe. Hey. Maybe I'll get an award. I felt someone walk up to stand beside me and I opened my eyes briefly, just to see who it was.
My eyes opened as wide as they could go as I saw a person who looked distinctly like Cell from the 'Cell Saga' Dragonball Z episodes they were showing on Cartoon Network. Oh god, I must *really* be hung over to be hallucinating that badly.
"Really, you are pathetic. I thought I would get more amusement from you, but obviously I was wrong." The creature sighed dramatically.
"What the hell are you talking about?" I moaned and tried to sit up. I had to get out of here before that wakko tried something weird. "Who are you, some overzealous fan? Why don't you just get a life, buddy, and leave me the hell alone."
In answer, he reached down and grabbed my neck, lifting me into the air. I clawed at his fingers with a snarl, and managed to pry his hand off of me, turning to flip him into the air in one of the defense moves they had showed us in gym class. I was in no mood for this, now that I could think halfway strait. To my surprise, I threw him twenty or so feet, his body skidding over rock and sand. When did I get moved to a desert? I felt something move in my side, a broken rib I should say, and I pressed a hand against it trying to keep it in place. How the heck did I do that? And then I froze as I noticed something odd. My body felt different. Bigger, stronger, and definitely... masculine? I reached up with my other hand and touched my face to feel clear ridges, a firm nose, and a tapered jaw line that was not my own. Where the heck was I? Who the heck was I?
I froze, staring blankly into space as I let my hand drop to my side. In a sort of cloudy haze I saw the Cell-dressed guy pick himself up from where I had thrown him and begin walking towards me. I shook my head to try and clear it. A wave of pain washed over my body and I gritted my teeth as tears sprung to my eyes.
"Hey, man, sorry 'bout that, I so did not mean to throw you that far."
He didn't even pause. He just continued walking towards me, a venomus look in his eyes.
::This guy was serious; he's probably going to kill me!! And here I am, with a broken rib, ok, maybe more than one,:: I rephrased mentally as I felt another twinge in my side. ::And less than a year's worth of Karate lessons! No way I'm going to make it! Raped and then killed. I can just see the headlines. Oh my god, I'm gonna die!::"
From somewhere to my right I felt a blur of movement and a figure flashed into my field of perception. It flew at Cell-guy and delivered a swift punch to his face, sending Cell-guy flying back into a nearby mountain. Hello, mountain? Where did I miss the memo?
"Kakarott, it's obvious that you are beaten. Now it's my turn to prove that I am the most powerful being in the universe!" The figure sneered over his shoulder at me.
"VEGITA?!? HOLY SHIT!!!!" My mouth fell open as I saw my 'CARTOON crush' in full 3-D real life. I would have fainted in giddy happiness with little hearts flying around my head, but a small monk that looked strangely like Kururin caught me.
"Oi, Gokuh, are you all right there buddy? You really took a beating out there." It took a minute to realize that he was speaking to ME. In Japanese. I blinked in mid-glare.
"Umm... Hai, Kururin. A beating..." Who the heck was I fooling? It didn't take a genius to figure out what had happened. Somehow I had been turned into Gokuh!!!! Like that was possible. But here I was... ::And I'm in pain so I know I'm not dreaming:: I thought. ::Vegita... and cue drool...::
"Are you okay there, Gokuh?" Kururin tapped me on my elbow and I looked down at him. He looked real, he felt real. This was SO not happening.
He gave me a funny look and reached into a small brown bag he was carrying. He pulled out a funny looking bean and pressed it into my hand.
"Here's a senzu, Gokuh."
I looked at it. It looked much funnier than the beans on the show. It was green and shiny, and it smelled a little like candy.
"Gokuh, your supposed to eat it?"
"So ka?" So I was acting dumb! I had a lot to process, I was entitled to act dumb i di wanted to! To recap the events that led up to this, first I was walking home from school when Cody asked me out. Then I went home and my mom yelled at me about my test score. OK, maybe I picked the fight, but it makes no difference. After that, Dana brought me to her house and dressed me up for my date, I got in the car with Cody, we drove to a dance club, I got drunk... and then in a sort of blur... someone dragged me into the alley, and... and raped me... I shuddered as I remembered the pain. And then I woke up here. With several broken ribs, and the after effects of the rape, a futskayoi, and...
...very pissed. I scowled and brought the bean to my lips, pushing it between my lips. I chewed slowly as I felt the bean start to take effect and swallowed. My ribs moved back to their original placements and healed, all my other aches and pains vanishing as well. My head was defogged instantly as my hangover went away. I had to wonder how did such a small bean pack such a kick? I didn't even think about how cool it was to actually be in the show, I was too ticked. First the jerk in the alley, and then this creep. I growled deep in my throat.
"Gokuh? Nan des da?" A nervous voice came from my side.
Now... what would Gokuh say? "Kururin. Tell the others to get away from here as fast as they can, you join them."
"What are you going to do?"
I think my eyes took on a dangerous glint as I glared into the air at bthe moving green blur. "Kill something."
"W- Waka ta!!!" He yelped and turned, blasting off into the air.
Vegita wasn't the only one who was going to have some fun. I smirked. Where was he? I closed my eyes trying to feel or sense where they were... There. I snapped my eyes open and used Tsuden Ikko to teleport next to him, pressing two fingers to my head and concentrating the energy in my body into light energy. I knew every move that Gokuh and the other people on the show used; I had every episode in Japanese and all of the movies and specials. Not to mention all the action figures, trading cards and anything else that was remotely connected to Dragonball Z. So I was obsessed! Wanna make something of it?
I found myself in midair and barely gathered my chi to start floating as Cell-guy brought his interlocked fists down on Vegita's jaw, propelling him past me. I quickly reached out and caught him.
"Vegita! Daijoubu des ka?" I glared at Cell-guy before again teleporting to the ground with Vegita who was unconscious. Cell-guy just floated in the air a smug expression on his face as he crossed his arms. I lay Vegita gently on the ground, and briefly stroked his cheek, giving myself chills, before turning my attention back to Cell. He was so going down. I floated up into the air until I was level with him. Someone was going to pay for what happened to me, and I had found the perfect scape goat.
"No one hurts Vegita." I growled under my breath. And no one hurts Gokuh either, Gokuh being myself at the moment.
"I'm waiting." Cell drawled.
"I'm not going to let you hurt anyone else!!!" I screamed as I started powering up. I was only supposed to be able to go Super Saiya-jin Stage One in this saga, or should I say Gokuh was only supposed to go Level One, but I was pissed and I wanted to kick someone's ass. Plus with these cool super powers that any fan only dreamed of, who wouldn't try them out to their limits? I led all my pent up anger channel into my chi or life force, triggering my transformation. A golden aura blazed to life around me as I screamed and my muscles expanded.
Cell smirked. "Aren't you tired yet? We already went through this. I beat you remember? What makes you think it will work this time?" He yawned.
"Chikusho! THIS!!" I screamed and continued raising my power level. Aw man! It was a total rush!! I'm at a loss of words to describe it. It was amazing! I could easily get addicted to the power coursing through my veins. A field of static electricity surrounded me lifting my hair to stand on end; even though I couldn't see it, I knew what it looked like from the show. My muscles expanded even more, and the extra power I couldn't contain started to darken the sky. The earth started to rumble as my power increased, never slowing or showing signs of stopping. I remembered to channel engery into speed as well as strength, somehow managing it with a means that is beyond me. I knew what would hapen if I didn't.
With an earth shattering scream, I went to Level Two, the pain almost unbearable as my body changed to met the new requirements. ::Now I know why they always screamed when they powered up.:: I thought to myself with a wince. My eye's blazed a shining white before fading back to a sea-green state.
I gave Cell a level stare (Who'm I kidding? It was a full Heero Yuy Death Glare! Patent Pending...) full of venom and whispered under my breath, "Nuy ta... yatta."
"You think that by powering up you can beat me? I think Trunks already showed you where that will get you." His voice dripped with disdain. He wasn't even worth an answer.
"Shiineeeeeeee!!!!" I screamed and flew at him, aiming a high right kick to his head. It connected and he was sent screaming into the ground, making a very large hole where he landed. I smirked. I could get used to this! I think I disappeared as I flew behind him; it appeared to me that he was moving in slow motion. He was picking himself up and bracing himself on one hand and knee; I quickly knocked him down again, kicking his legs out from under him. Just for good measure, I gave him an elbow in his back that shoved him deeper into the ground.
"How can this be?" he spat. "I am the perfect bio-senshi!! No one can defeat me!!!"
"Stuff it turd-breath. No one is impressed with you're little 'I'm so pathetic' speech, quite frankly, I've heard so many times it's starting to bore me." This was pathetic; he said the exact same thing on the English version that had been butchered by the American Censors. Really pathetic.
I let him get to his feet and just stood there as he panted and gasped for breath.
"I will not be defeated!!" He started to power up, I think for the Cell-bomb or maybe Cell Juniors bit, but I had an edge on him. I knew what he was going to do. So I charged him and slammed my fist into his stomach. He gagged and stumbled backward in horror, his mouth hanging open like a limp fish. After a few minutes a lump appeared in his throat and he puked, spitting up Juuhachico.
She fell into an unconscious heap on the ground before Cell. He began to glow as he reverted to his uncompleted form.
"Noooooooooooooooo!!! He screamed in a hoarse voice as he saw what form he was in and took another step backward.
"Now let me just say, eww! That was such a turn-off!"
"Gokuh! Finish him!" I think it was Piccolo who yelled from the sidelines. I shrugged. My tension was gone either way.
KA..." I brought my hands together in front of me, the palms touching while my fingers splayed outward. "ME..."
His eyes widened and he looked panic-stricken. Well, he should be, I knew his weakness, the one thing that would destroy him.
"HA..." I brought my hands to cup the ball of energy I had formed at my hip, channeling more energy into it; it had to destroy every single cell in his body. Dr. Gero had programmed him to regenerate even if only one cell remained, hence the name "Cell."
Cell started running as fast as he could away from me, like the coward he was. He wouldn't be able to escape that easily. I used Tsuden Ikko and transported myself directly in front of him, just as Gokuh had before in the Cell Games. He blindly rushed at me at his top speed.
"HA!!!!!!!!!!!!" I released the energy wave. He tried to turn but failed, not having the speed to dodge it nor the power to block it. It engulfed his body and he screamed, as he was torn apart and dissolved, molecule-by-molecule.
I tried to catch my breath as I stood there, my hands outstretched in the final form of the Kamehameha. Damn! I never expected fighting like this could be so fun! I felt much better now. Hey! I could pay back that asshole who raped me! Well... as soon as I figured a way home. I'd bet he'd be shitting himself in terror by the time I was through with him.
"Aho! I knew Gokuh would win!!!" Huh? That sounded like Yamucha's voice.
"NANI?! I never said he wouldn't win!" That was Kururin.
"Will you two shut up? I have had enough of your bickering!" And that was Piccolo.
I got up from my crouch and waved at them to let them know where I was then looked around for where I put Vegita. He had regained consciousness sometime in the last ten minutes and was in the middle of trying to prop himself up on his elbows, his eyes closed in pain. "Vegita!" I cried as I ran to his side. I looked up in the sky trying to find Kururin's form when I felt him land beside me. He grinned at me holding out a bean. "Need a senzu?"
"Hai, arigato-gozaimashta Kururin-san!"
"Kuso! I don't need your help, Kakarott!" Vegita muttered not quite under his breath. Too cool! Vegita snarled at me! Hearts popped up around my head.
Shaking myself mentaly, I took the senzu that Kururin was holding and knelt down beside Vegita.
"Here, Vegita." I help the senzu to his lips.
After a brief moment of silence, he opened his mouth and let me put the senzu bean in. He chewed and swallowed in one motion, getting to his feet after the bean worked it's magic.
"Vegita, Daijoubu des ka?" I asked, steadying him as he stood.
"I said I don't need your help Kakarott!" Vegita glared at me shrugging off my hand. Weeee!!! HE SHRUGGED MY HAND OFF!!
"Hey, you were awesome, Gokuh!!" Kururin spoke up. Yeah whatever, who asked you? Vegita.... I think I'm drooling.
"Yeah, Gokuh!! I knew you could do it!" Yamucha chimed in. Okay, whoa, hold it girl. Now that I had a moment to think about it, this was pretty weird. I am now a man. Not just any man, but a man from an anime. And not just any man from an anime, but GOKUH from an anime. And I had just saved the world. Amid my cluttered thoughts I was dimly aware of the other men congratulating me again. Vegita just scowled at me and crossed his arms in his famous stance. Drool?
"Gokuh? Daijoubu...?" Kururin asked, a worried expression on his face.
"Daijoubu da. Why would you ask?" I responded.
"You seem kind of distant, and you're not really acting like yourself."
I didn't think I was acting any different from how Gokuh usually acted. I tried to get more into character. Ok, here was the moment people. Do I tell them, like I don't know how many fanfiction depicted, or do I keep everything a secret and act like nothing happened? Ok then, acting has won.
"That's a funny thing to say, I feel like me." I gave them the famous Son grin. I so did not want to act like the people I read about in the numerous fan fictions that I found on the internet that blurted out that they were someone else from a different dimension and were for such and such reason placed in that body and they had to get back to their original dimension in time for supper. Besides, it was fun!!! Just like role-play but for real!! At that moment, my stomach let out a loud rumble. Heh heh...
"Heh, heh, do you have anything to eat?" I asked, throwing a hand behind my head. It wasn't too hard to for me to forget my experience with these circumstances. And my mother, and my 'friends', and basicly my whole life.
"That's our Gokuh!"
"Hmpf." Vegita snorted. "You low class baka. I would have finished him if you hadn't interfered."
"Gomen-nasai, Vegita-san." I apologized, blushing. Hee hee! He snorted at me! "I just didn't want anything to happen to you."
Vegita gaped at me along with the other three men.
"Gokuh, are you sure you're feeling okay?" Kururin lifted a hand to feel my forehead.
"Yes, I've never felt better." I managed a dumb look.
"We should probably get going, Chichi and Gohan are probably worried sick."
Gohan was at home with Chichi?!? Wasn't he supposed to be in the Cell Games? Ok, something definitly wasn't right.
"Yeah, I guess."
"See you there, Gokuh?"
I nodded. They took off into the sky heading west. I looked back over to where Vegita was standing.
"Are you sure you're fine, Vegita?"
"Kuso! What makes you so interested in my health, Kakarott?!? Do I look like some weak niggan to you?!?" He exploded, his face contorting in rage. "Do I actually look that helpless?!!?"
"Iie, Vegita!!" I said quickly, raising my hands in front of me in a soothing gesture. "It's not like that!"
"Then what is it like?!?" He spat.
"Well..." I paused thoughtfully, crossing my arms and resting a finger on my jaw, looking up into the sky. I smiled as the right words came to me. "It's what friends are for."
"Nani?!? What makes you think we're friends Kakarott?"
"Well, aren't we?"
"Gah!" Vegita got this funny look on his face like in movie twelve. "How is it I can never come to understand your reasoning, Kakarott? Why I try to puzzle it out it is beyond me."
I made a really happy face. "Because we're friends?"
He sighed. "Hai, we're friends."
I didn't think, I just went on my emotions and wrapped Vegita up in a hug. I couldn't believe this was real!! I was holding Vegita, he was real!! ::happy sigh... and... drool!::
"Get off me, you big baka!" He brought his hands up to my chest and started to push me away, but as his fingers touched my skin he paused as though he had been mesmerized by what was taking place. I just then realized that my shirt had been torn off before I had regained consciousness and he was touching my bare chest. I blushed. Vegita's expression was hard to read when he looked up into my eyes. His mouth was slightly parted and he was also blushing. It was almost as if he was just noticing me for the first time. ::Please let it be true, please let it be true, please let it be true::
He trailed his hand along my muscles up to my neck, brushing my cheek. AHHH!!! He touched me!! I am now blubbering goo...
"Vegita." I whispered, amazed. So I was in a guy's body? Who cares as long as I had Vegita! It was real! It was real!!
He leaned closer to me, laying his head on my chest as his hands slipped down to grip my shoulders. I pressed my cheek against his hair and closed my eyes content to stand there.
"No one's ever... cared about me befor-"
Abruptly a mike was shoved into my face. I released Vegita and we both quickly backed away from each other in confusion. Huh? WHAT THE HECK? VEGITA-POO!!!
"And I'm here with the world's champion, ...uh, what's you name again?"
"Son Gokuh..." I answered, confused, and more than a little annoyed.
"Kuso..." I heard Vegita mumble as he crossed his arms and turned away from me, blushing fiercely.
"Yes, I'm standing here with Son Gokuh, the Champion of the World! What was your opinion of the fight?"
"It's a trick I tell you!! It was all a trick!!" I looked over the small man's shoulder to see Mr. Satan stumble up with his 'disciples' trailing behind him.
"Huh?" I blinked. What the heck?
"This man had the whole fight rigged with that monster!!!" He looked around suspiciously. "I still have to find where they hid the special effects..."
"There were no effects!" I stated angrily. ::Yeah! Tell him off!:: the little voices in my head yammered at me.
"So then how do you explain how it looked like you could fly?"
"I can fly."
"Sure you can." Mr. Satan grumped.
"Anyway, can you tell the audience how you defeated Cell? We saw a blue ball of what looked to be a rocket crash into him but after the generated smoke cleared, we couldn't see him. Did he slip into the ground through a trap door?"
"No! I killed him with an energy wave! The smoke wasn't generated, it was real, and for the last time, I can fly!!!" I huffed in indignant anger. How dare that puny man harass me!! Grr! So there!
"It seems that in his fight with Cell, this poor man was hit too many times on the head. We have called a doctor, he should be arriving any minute now."
A siren started wailing in the distance and a ambulance could be seen just under the horizon. The truck skidded to a halt and a team of medical officers rushed out of it and started coming at me. Ok, that was the last straw. I looked over at Vegita who was looking very ticked, a vein popping out of his forehead and his eyes closed. If he, or I for that matter, stayed there a moment longer, someone would end up dead.
"And before we let the Doctor's take you to a hospital, care to comment on that what you were doing with the short man?"
"Ahhhhhhhhh!!!" I powered up into Super Saiya-jin form and narrowed my eyes on the little creep how was beginning to gulp nervously. "That's it, I don't want to hear another word from you! You disgust me, cowering around in the shadows to afraid of what you call 'a phony' to interview him! And then to ask me that?!? Bakayaro!!!!"
I stopped my rant with a curse and powered a chi blast in my hand. He was so dead! I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked around to see Vegita, a superior expression on his face.
"Kakarott, let's just go. This pathetic weakling isn't even worth our time. Although I think it was worth it to see you truly are a Saiya-jin."
"Really? Cool!" I turned around to face the cowering reporter and skewer him with one last glare as I left the energy absorb back into my body. ::You don't know how lucky you are,:: I thought smugly. ::I never liked you on the Japanese version, and when they translated it to English, you sucked even worse.:: I powered down back to my normal form, the smirk never leaving my face.
I turned and blasted off into the air, leaving the reporter and his doctors in a cloud of dust and strong wind. Vegita took off right behind me and we were soon out of sight of the little buggers. They made me so mad! What scared me was that I would have actually killed them if Vegita hadn't stopped me. What had possessed him to do such a thing? He was always the one that encouraged that type of behavior. And then again, neither had I.
He was flying silently beside me with his arms crossed, a thoughtful look on his face. God! He was beautiful. ::drool, drool:: I blushed again thinking about before. That damned reporter! He probably would have kissed me too... Oh, I liked where those thoughts were going...
Heh heh, longer than the last part, hey? You like it? Let me know! Write a review! Anywho, I'm getting to the Gokuh/Vegita stuff now, as ya see, so for all ya yaoi fans, no complaints, ne? Continue with the fic please, feedback is what I live on!!
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