I don't own Dragon Ball Z. The great Akira Toriyama owns Dragon Ball Z, for without him, there would be no dragon ball, dragon ball z, would there? I'm just borrowing the characters for a short time. I would like to thank my friend SSJ4Wendy, who gave me ideas for the story and encouraged me to write it. Without her, I would be lost writing this story.
Piccolo's scream echoed throughout the silent morning. His eyes were wide with fear something that he never felt before. He backed away from the stream like a startled animal. He huddled under a tree, shaking like a leaf.
He stopped shaking. 'This can't be as bad as it seems. I'll just pinch myself and wake up. Its all a dream' Piccolo thought to himself. He stood up, held out his arm, which was a different color. He closed his eyes, and pinched as hard as he could. He screamed again, but a different scream. A female scream.
Piccolo dropped to the ground. He held out his hands. And now he truly realized that it wasn't a dream, but real. He looked at his hands. They were small and feminine, not the hands of a warrior. He turned his hand over, his skin pale now, not green. He walked to the stream again, knelt, and looked down. He looked at his face. He now can't be called a warrior, but something else.
He trembled, looking at his reflection. His eyes now green, his hair, which he shouldn't have, was a light green. His face, a pale color. For the first time, he brightened up. Pushing the hair out of his eyes, Piccolo examined his reflection. Then, he actually smiled. He wasn't bad looking. His slight fangs gleamed in the light.
He stood up, and placed his hands on his hips. Which made him stop smiling. He felt his hips, and noticed that they were slender and soft. That's when it hit him. His brain raced as he now noticed that his clothes were loose, and baggy on him. Piccolo touched his chest.
Confused, Piccolo touched his chest again, and felt curves that were never there before. His face drained of color, or what color was left. He pulled at his top, and looked down. He gasped at what he saw. He looked up, gave a funny grin, and passed out in shock.
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Gohan woke up very slowly. His head wrapped in bandages. Giving a groan, Gohan made his way out of his bed and then his room. He took very small steps down the stairs. His body was sore, and his skin still red and pink. He was careful where he stepped.
He looked at the couch as he came down the stairs. His mother, asleep on the couch. He knew why she was on the couch. His father, was still acting strange from the night before.
Gohan stopped and looked up. He felt something, looked over his shoulder, and started to run for his life. Not caring about the pain from the cuts and bites, he ran. Screaming the word 'father' repeatedly, Gohan ran out of the house.
Goku chased after him, licking his lips. In one hand, he had a fork, in the other, he had a knife, and around his neck was a napkin. Gohan was about to leap into the air when Goku grabbed his foot. Gohan looked down to Goku.
Goku was eyeing the big chicken that was trying to get away. His stomach rumbling, Goku kept his grip on the chicken's leg. He ignored the squawking sounds that came from the chicken. Though, he let the chicken's foot go when someone tapped him on the shoulder.
Gohan looked down from the air. He saw his father with Yamcha. Giving a sigh of relief, Gohan took off to find Piccolo.
Goku looked at Yamcha, and thought that Yamcha was Chichi. Dropping the fork and knife, Goku turned to 'Chichi'. His eyes lit up, and he brushed his pants.
Yamcha backed away a little. Goku was getting to close to him, and he didn't like it.
"I thought I told you to stay in bed Chichi" Goku scolded Yamcha. Giving one of his funny grins, Goku leap towards Yamcha. Turning around, Yamcha started to run for his life.
Goku looked on, trying to figure out why Chichi ran away. Shrugging his shoulders, Goku followed, in hot pursuit. Goku gave a laugh. 'This is fun' Goku drunken mind thought as he chased after Yamcha. Putting more speed into it, Goku speed up the chase.
Gohan landed near a streamed. He looked down into the water, and surveyed his skin. He had bite marks all over his arm. Around his head, was a bandage that covered teeth marks. A Saiyajin teeth marks. Splashing cold water on his face, Gohan cooled down. Giving a sigh, he dried his hands on his clothing, and looked up.
That's when he noticed a figure lying on the grass. Running over, Gohan came to a sudden stop. He looked down at the young girl in a purple outfit and white cape. He surveyed her, noticing her short, green hair, pale skin, and muscled arms. He was a little confused. 'Why would a girl be out here in the wilderness?'
Gohan's eyes widen a little as he took her in. Little hearts appeared in his eyes, and he clasped his hands to his chest, giving a sigh. He looked down, now noticing that she was waking up. He knelt down to help her up. Piccolo groaned as he, err, she woke up. Her eyes fluttered open and saw Gohan's face up close. She grumbled and stood up, noticing that she came to Gohan's shoulder. Piccolo's eyes traveled up to Gohan's face and she backed up from what she saw in his eyes.
"Gohan" Piccolo snapped out, pulling her arm out of his grasp, "stop that!"
"Wow" Gohan breathed out "how did you know my name?" he stepped closer to the girl and tried to put his hand on her shoulder, but she just shrugged his hand away.
Grumbling, Piccolo backed up. Noticing that Gohan was acting strangely, Piccolo racked her brain for an explanation.
Gohan coughed, clearing his throat. He looked down at his feet, the looked up at the girl. "Hey, what's your name?" He asked, in a some what whisper. He kept on giving poor Piccolo some weird looks.
"Don't you remember me Gohan? I'm Piccolo, your mentor" Piccolo said, in a some what desperate tone.
Gohan laughed at the comment. "You're not Piccolo, you're a cute girl. I like you" Gohan said, blushing as he moved closer. Piccolo backed away. He had to get away from Gohan. Now.
Gohan leaned down and tried to give Piccolo a kiss.
Struggling, Piccolo pushed at Gohan's shoulders, giving her enough room to escape.
Staggering back a little, "What a woman" whispered Gohan, who started to follow Piccolo.
'I've got to get away. Don't look back' thought Piccolo's mind as she ran away. Surprisingly, he could run faster than he used to. But not fast enough as Gohan followed behind.
Gohan shook his head, confused, then a smile lit up his face. Now he knew. She was playing hard to get. He leapt up into the air and started to fly off. Piccolo looked over her shoulder and saw that Gohan wasn't following him. She came to a stop and gave a sigh of relief. Panting for a breath, Piccolo wiped her brow.
Gohan looked down on her. He chuckled, and flew down in for the kill, err girl. He gave a loud whoop, startling the girl. Then started the chase.
Piccolo looked up, and her eyes bugged out. "What is wrong with that brat?" Piccolo mumbled as she again started to run away, with Gohan in hot pursuit. Looking up, she saw the Capsule corp house coming into view. Speeding it up, Piccolo raced to the front door.
Landing, Gohan gave a small chuckle, and started walking towards her.
Piccolo started to bang on the door, shouting things.
From inside the house, Bulma stirred. She yawned, and rubbed her eyes. "Whats that noise" she mumbled, trying to understand what was going on.
Trunks and Goten looked up from the anime they were watching. Taking on last bite of left over pizza, they ran to the front door. Trunks reached up and opened the door.
Piccolo yelped as she fell on to two little boys.
Gohan reached down and yanked up the girl. "Now I got you" He sighed, and hugged the girl.
Piccolo struggled to get out of Gohan's embrace. She wondered if she could use her ki now. Never trying before, she held up her hand. Moving her body around, she punched Gohan in the gut. He let out the breath and fell on his butt.
Piccolo gave a sigh of relief. She pushed her hair out of her eyes, and eyed Gohan with disgust. Sneering down at him, Piccolo was about to speak when Gohan jumped up and hugged her.
She nearly screamed when Gohan gave her a kiss.
A tap on her shoulder made Piccolo jump up. She looked over her shoulder and into the eyes of an angry Videl. Piccolo turned around and eyed Videl. About the same height, Videl sneered at Piccolo.
Just then, a loud, and very annoying scream came closer. Off to the distance, a tired and scarred Yamcha flew. Goku skipping behind him, all the while, singing the theme song to Sailor moon.
Chichi woke up groggily. She yawned and pushed the blanket off. Looking around her house, seeing the whole mess. Animals slept on the floor, and she began to get angry. Turning around, she discovered the large drawing of a pony, squirrel, and a monkey on her wall. Her face went red, and her hands clenched. At the bottom of the drawing was the scribble of the name "El Bart-O." Chichi instantly knew it was Goku who done it. She sighed, and walked into the kitchen, where her eyes fell, was a passed out monkey. In one hand, was empty pixie stixs, and in his other hand was a large cricket.
Goku fumbled around in his pants pocket, looking for something as he ran. Giving a cry of happiness, he pulled out his permanent marker and continued after Yamcha.
Yamcha fell to his knees, panting for a breath. He looked up and gave a weak smile. Not far off was the capsual house. Looking over his shoulder, his face fell into a sad frown. Getting off of his knees, he struggled for strength to run.
Videl looked at the girl. Getting into a fighting stance, she stated "If you want Gohan, you'll have to fight me for him. He's mine"
Piccolo looked at Videl, her jaw dropped, and she fell over. Jumping back up, she clenched her fists. "Why would you think that I want Gohan?" She asked, freaking out.
Videl rolled her eyes, and gave a sigh with hearts in her eyes. "Well just look at him"
Bulma walked out of the house, followed by Vegeta. Vegeta took one look at Piccolo and burst out laughing.
Everyone turned to him, watching him with curious expressions.
Yamcha fell to the ground right in front Piccolo. He heaved for a breath and was about to pass out when Goten walked up and poked him with a stick. Trunks followed suit. So poor Yamcha was left to lay on the ground with kids poking sticks at him.
Goku finally caught up, though, he was skipping and picking up flowers for the wreath in his hair. He wore a smile as he came to them. He looked at each of them and his face lit up. Jumping up and down, he screamed "PONY!" when he looked at Piccolo.
Piccolo looked at Goku. Her eyes went wide, and uttered "Why me?" before Goku started after Piccolo.
Vegeta stopped laughing and watched Piccolo be chased by Goku. He looked to his left and saw Videl slap Gohan. He turned to his right and saw his brat of a son and Kakarrot's other brat poke Yamcha with sticks. Bulma, who stood beside him was laughing at Goku and Piccolo.
He walked back into the house, and into the kitchen, remembering what he did. He grabbed a cup and filled it with hot water. Coming back outside he saw Piccolo on the ground. Goku sitting on her, drawing on her face and with his permanent marker.
Walking up to the two, he poured hot water on them.
With a millisecond, Piccolo changed back into his guy, err, original form. With his muscle build back, he threw Goku off of him. He stood up, back to his original height. On his green face was a monkey and on the back of his head was drawings of ponies and a stuffed tiger.
Piccolo looked down but noticed Goku wasn't there, but that's when singing fell upon his ears. He looked over and Goku was singing "Jigglypuff" over and over again. And he was drawing on the side of the Capsual house.
Bulma looked to the left and screamed. On her house were drawings of things she didn't want to think. She grabbed a broom from who knows where and started to chase after Goku, who was trying to talk, but all he got out was "Jigglypuff" over and over again. "WHACK" she slammed the broom on his head.
But then screamed a few seconds later. It seemed that Goku drew on her face super duper fast. Placing the broom away, she was about to pull out her biggest weapon when Goku gave her a weird.
In Goku's mind, he saw a girl with long, flowing blonde hair. Stars light up his eyes and he then yelled "Sailor Moon!" Bulma started to run for her life as a still drunk Goku started to chase after her.
Piccolo walked up to Gohan and grabbed him by the collar, lifting him up in the air. Gohan squirmed to get out of Piccolo's grasp. With a sneer, Piccolo threw Gohan to the wall.
Gohan laded with a thump, and got up. He rubbed his sore head as Piccolo looked down. "What was that for?" Gohan whined.
"What did you give me?" growled Piccolo. "Huh?" asked a confused Gohan. A fierce expression crossed his face. "Last night," he huffed, "you gave me a water, but you spiked it you little brat."
Waving his hands in front of his face, Gohan said "no" over and over again. He pointed to Vegeta, who was watching them with an amused expression. "No, Mr. Piccolo" sounding like a little kid that he used to be. "It was Vegeta who told me to give you the drink."
Looking down at Gohan, "I'll get you later, you little brat." Piccolo turned his murderous gaze on Vegeta and then stalked towards him.
All the while, Bulma was still running for her life from Goku and his marker, Yamcha was passed out, with sticks being poked at him. Chichi was searching for drunk husband. Gohan, poor Gohan, was being scolded by Videl.
Vegeta watched as Piccolo walked towards him.
What will happen to Vegeta? Is Yamcha still being poked with sticks? And what about our drunken friend, Goku? Is he still chasing poor Bulma?
The next story will be Piccolo will get his revenge on Vegeta. It will be written by friend SSJ4Wendy. Just wait till she has in plan for Goku and Vegeta ::evil laughter::
Thanks for reading the story, I hoped you all liked it. And remember, Don't drink. Its not good, just look at Goku.