Hail the Princess: Bait and Switch

 

This story was inspired from the artworks I’ve seen on this site depicting Vegeta as a woman. I’ve decided to tweak her features around a bit, but keep that lovable badass attitude. Rated NC-17 for mature content including sex and violence. Tweaked time line as well, set before the Buu saga, but I won’t be bringing him into this.

 

 Chapter One- At so it begins

 

Goku stretched his arms out over head after putting the parking break on. The sun felt deliciously warm on his skin and it seeped through to his bones. He felt a little silly driving, after all Instant Transmission was faster (not to mention less expensive!) than driving around. Yet, he wasn’t in a fantastic hurry to get anywhere and he was on time anyways.

 

“Come on, guys. Let’s go inside. I bet Bulma’s already got the buffet table set up,” he said to his sons. Good gods, he loved those boys. Goku couldn’t understand how he could stay away from them for so long. Smart and talented Gohan, and the adorably charming little Goten…

 

Goten, he hadn’t even known the little guy for month. How could he have known? Goten had been conceived the night before he had gone off to fight Cell. Had he have known his wife was pregnant, he may have wished to remain alive, for the sole reason of meeting his second offspring and raising his two sons after Chichi’d died giving birth to her second Saiyen hybrid.

 

“Okay, dad. Just let me finish this page, and I’ll be right there,” Gohan replied, face concealed under a thick book. Since Chichi had past, he threw himself into his studies… It’s what she would have wanted, he reminded himself.

 

Goku gave a warm smile and nod, and opened the door for Goten, who was balancing a huge plate of hot pot stickers in his tiny hands.

 

“Can I eat one now? I mean we’re here and everything! And I’m starving!” Goten whined to his father.

 

“In a minute Goten, I promise. Bulma will have ordered all kinds of great foods, and all the guests are bringing their favorite dish too. You can eat ‘til you bust!” he exclaimed at him. With that, Goten beamed and took off running inside Capsule Corporation in search of his dearest friend, Trunks.

 

Goku let out a sigh as he leaned against the red convertible. It was getting harder and harder to put on a happy face in front of people. When it was just him and his sons, it was fine. They made him genuinely happy. But at these little parties Bulma insisted on having.. it was hard. And worse yet, at night in his bed it was all he could do not to cry from such overwhelming sadness.

 

As much as it pained him to admit, it was not a sadness over Chichi’s death. Of course he was devastated when he learned she had died giving birth to Goten.  But.. he was lonely, and not necessarily for her. In a crowd of smiling faces, warm hugs and handshakes.. he felt completely alone. It sounded a bit absurd to him, he was hardly ever alone. Yet the feeling stayed, years after Chichi’s death, and weeks after being resurrected.

 

“Dad? You coming?” Gohan asked. He had placed a bookmark to save his page and neatly tucked the book away into his backpack. Goku’s unusual demeanor had not past by his older son. He offered his father a warm smile and a pat on the back as Goku roused himself and pushed off the car.

 

Here we go again… Goku thought.

 

~*~

Goku had kept his promise to Goten. The living room of the Briefs’ home had been stocked piled with enough food to feed a Saiyen army for a week.

 

“Wow, this is great Bulma! I love a party with tons of delicious food!” Goku exclaimed, putting on that façade that his friends grew to love so much.

 

“I figured you would. The pot stickers are a hit, too. I never figured you to be much of a cook!” Bulma laughed.

 

“Well, I kind of HAD to learn…” Goku started in. Bulma’s blue eyes immediately widened realizing her near faux pas and immediately changed the subject to something less unpleasant than the death of Goku’s wife.

 

“Krillen’s over in the gardens with 18.  Krillen thinks they make the cutest couple, ya know? I think 18 is a bit to mean and nasty for him, but he’s all like in love and-“ Bulma went on and on.

 

Goku continued to smile politely and nod his head, pretending to listen. Only when Yamcha entered and planted a kiss on Bulma’s cheek did he snap out of his indifference.

 

“Uhh… Yamcha? I don’t think Vegeta’d like you doing that to Bulma..” he nearly whispered, afraid the hot tempered Prince was in earshot.

 

Bulma and Yamcha stared at him before a knowing smile crept on to their faces, and in unison the two began laughing.

 

“Oh, dude, that’s right! We totally forgot to tell you! Vegeta and Bulma are splitsville, man. He’s still living here for Trunks, for now anyways, but Bulma and I are definitely together. In fact…” Yamcha said with a grin, looking towards Bulma.

 

“We’re engaged!” Bulma squealed, thrusting her left hand with a sparkling ring attached as proof.

 

“That’s great you guys, really great,” Goku began with a smile, “But.. how’s Vegeta taking this?”

 

“There’s nothing TO take, Goku. We were never even really a couple. We just wanted and needed different things that neither of us could give each other. Namely I wanted normalcy and he wants… hell, I don’t know what he wants” Bulma spoke, picking her words very carefully. She knew that Goku carried a torch for her former lover.

 

“I see. Well, is he here? I’d like to say hi to him,” Goku asked, glancing about the mountains of food as he did.

 

“Nah. Heh, you know Vegeta. He’d rather train in that Gravity Room than anything else. If it wasn’t for eating or sleeping, he’d never quit,” Bulma said.

 

With a quick “see ya in a few” Goku headed out towards the GR. He went the long way, through the CC gardens to give a quick wave to Krillen and the other guests so as not to be rude. And to think of what the heck he was going to say to Vegeta.

 

“Sorry your relationship failed? There’ll be others? Wanna talk about it?” No. None of that was going to cut it. He thought watching the GR. Goku turned away, he had to think of something a little more subtle to get Vegeta to talk to him. He wandered around the CC compound, thinking hard. It dawned on him this was the first time since being brought back that he was actually going out of his way to converse with someone. Loneliness must be taking it’s toll, he thought with a grin. Maybe he’d just ask if they could be sparring partners, and during a round he could provide them both with an outlet, as well as something to do. Vegeta wasn’t much of a conversationalist, but when battling with him, it was kind of hard to remember being lonely.

 

 “I wonder what the heck happened with those two anyways-“

 

Goku’s thoughts were broken as a feeling of uneasiness came over him. Like a waterfall it washed over him from head to toe, leaving him shivering with an uncomfortable uncertainty. He couldn’t explain this sixth sense he seemed to carry, but he had grown to trust it. Something was wrong, something was deadly wrong. And the first person he thought of was Vegeta.

 

With a quick turn on his heel, he set a brisk pace back tracking his early path. As if on cue, an alarm sounded seconds later. Concern growing quickly in his belly, he began running towards the GR, towards Vegeta.

 

He was surprised to Bulma and some of the others there first. Tears were in her blue eyes as such cuddled Trunks to her who desperately tried pushing her off.

 

“I’m going in! I can help! I know I can!’ Trunks shouted as a near hysterical Bulma pulled at his shirt, trying to bring her back to him.

 

“What’s going on?” Goku questioned, much more harshly then he had intended. He grasped Bulma by her upper arms and stared down to her face.

 

“I-I don’t know” she sniffled. “I brought him some food and drink, and then not even a minute later, Trunks and the others came out here and said the felt his ki drop. M-maybe he’s hurt himself training?”

 

“Which is why I need to get in there!” Trunks bellowed, fists now pounding at the walls of the Gravity Room. Goten mimicked the actions, anxious to help his friend and Vegeta.

 

“NO!” Bulma cried out. “It’s set to high! You’ll be crushed! Goddammit, why didn’t I install an emergency off switch outside! Goku, Goku, please, do something!’

 

The others looked up at Goku.  They didn’t seem nearly as concerned as the other three.

 

With a deep inhalation, Goku focused his control. Goten and Trunks scattered, knowing Goku could handle this far better than they. Goku brought his power up to Super Saiyen level and focus a ki ball into his hands.

 

The GR was built to reflect and absorb ki. It would take a large amount of energy to bust through that wall. But at the same time, he needed to be extremely careful. If he overdid it, the GR would be completely destroyed with a near dead Vegeta inside it.

 

“Ka me..” Please please Dende give me the strength I need to save him... “Ha me” Please be okay Vegeta... “HA!”

 

With the final yell, he let loose the glowing ball of red energy along with his prayer to the newly appointed guardian of Earth. Dende must have smiled upon him on that day, like so many other days, as he viewed a large hole ripped into the GR’s ceiling. Releasing his Super Saiyen state, he instructed the others to wait outside while he went in to check on the prince. Gods know the boys didn’t need to see Vegeta if he was a mangled and bloody mess.

 

He leviated up to the top of the of the little craft and peered down inside. The lighting system was still functional, as was the gravity, Goku could tell as he felt the familiar pull. He could see Vegeta’s black hair laying out at odd angles, but no more of him. He jumped down to the floor of the GR and winced as he found it rather difficult to stand up. Vegeta would have to wait a few seconds more. He couldn’t risk raising his energy up much more and destroying the ship, but he couldn’t properly tend to the other Saiyen in the high level of gravity.

 

He found a bright red button clearly labeled “OFF” on the GR’s console. He gave it a slap, and a monotone mechanical voice mumbled something overhead.

 

Must’ve blown up the sound system, he thought sheepishly.

 

Turning his attention back to the fallen prince, Goku knelt down and quickly observed that Vegeta was still indeed alive. He watch the back of the warrior rise and fall with its long and even breaths. The blue tanks and pants he’d been wearing inside had been ripped up a little revealing some bruising, but nothing seemed life threatening.

 

Goku had been so wrapped up in examining Vegeta for injuries, he failed to take notice to some unusual characteristics that had developed on the prince. For example, the once bulky muscular legs and arms now appeared slender and toned. The hips had swelled into a gentle curve and a tiny waist set above it. The broad and powerful shoulders also appeared smaller and curvier instead of the masculine angles of a typical Saiyen man.

 

Goku slipped his hands under Vegeta’s leg and chest and immediately felt something out of place. Boy he’s got some nasty swelling in his chest! He thought with a grimace as he flipped the other Saiyen.

 

And then he realized… that was no swelling from injury! They were breasts! Very large, very feminine breasts on VEGETA!

 

I’m hopeful to have Chapter 2 up in within a day or two.  Let me know what you think =.)

Ch 2: In the next chapter of Hail the Princess, a friendly face sheds some light on the situation.