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Sold!: Chapter 2: Disgusting

Gohan looked out his window to see the city. They had moved out of their old house and into a new one. This home, Videl's father had gotten her as a birthday present. His reason being that this way, they'd be living right in the middle of both Gohan's parents and himself.

"Alright honey, you look great," Videl grinned at her husband while tying his tie.

"Videl, do I really need to do this?" Gohan asked biting his cheek letting his wife fix his accessory.

"Yep. It is for a good cause and well, I think it would be good for you," she said flatly. She patted his chest once she was done, leaving Gohan with no chance to respond. She walked out of the room and into the bathroom. Gohan sighed and placed his hands in his coat.

She had been acting strangely lately. She had cut off the phone lines claiming that they had almost electrocuted her and that until a repairman came to check it out, they wouldn't be plugged in. Not only that. But his cellphone was destroyed accidentally by Pan.

He didn't feel comfortable about this situation. His wife had suddenly announced that he was doing this while he was in the shower. Not a really good time to tell someone that they were going to be sold. He got shampoo in his eyes… it wasn't a pretty sight. She never told him what made her want to do this or how she discovered this idea.

"Papa, do I have to go?" his daughter asked tugging at his sleeve. She was dressed for the occasion too. Just his luck, his daughter was going to witness her father on stage…

"Hm…. Oh um, ask your mother," he responded still deep in thought.

"Did you even listen to me?" Pan asked irritated.

"Mhmm… What?" Gohan asked clueless to his daughter's appearance in front of him.

Pan grunted and rolled her eyes. "Nevermind…."

Gohan went to the living room. He sat down on a couch Videl let him choose for the living room, and placed his head in his hands. He sighed and gruntedd things under his breathe.

"Remember Gohan, this is for a cure!" he told himself. His wife walked out looking ravishing in a crimson red one strap satin dress with Christian Laboutin pumps. The color of her dress was the exact color of his cheeks.

"Lets get a move on hon," she smiled looking at her watch. She looked over her shoulder to call her daughter. "Panny, come on."

"Coming!" she responded.

Videl signaled for her husband to start walking towards the car.

"Videl… Please tell me no one we know will be there?" Gohan asked hopefully. Videl only grinned and continued walking.

At Kame House….

"You look amazing… Your smile is fabulous…" Krillin said with awe.

"Dad, can you stop looking at yourself in the mirror?" Marron asked rolling her eyes. Her father had been staring at himself for about ten minutes giving himself compliments. She stood in the doorway irritated. She wore a white-frilly short dress with a black sash. Just her luck when she needed to chack her hair, her father had been falling in love with himself.

"Sorry honey. It's just that the handsome gentlemen in front of me is incredibly dashing!" he laughed. Marron stood up angrily and went downstairs only to return from where she came from. She found a ready-to-go Master Roshi sitting on the couch looking at one of his girly magazines.

She couldn't believe it! Were all men so strange? She needed the company of someone decent. "Mom!" she screamed stomping back up the stairs.

Eighteen had been preparing herself in her bedroom alone. The last thing she wanted was for Krillin to be gawking at her the entire time.

"Mom!" Marron bellowed knocking on her door.

"What is it?" she questioned. She loved her daughter, but sometimes teenage hormones can be too much…

"Men!" she screamed through the door. Eighteen rolled her eyes, knowing all too well that specific problem.

"Come in…" she hesitated. Marron shoved herself in the room, as if escaping death. She plopped on her mother's bed, being caught by the fluffy comforter.

"Your father or the old coot?" Eighteen smirked raising her eyebrows. Marron smiled and blowed her hair out of her face.

"Both of them," Marron laughed. Eighteen continued to get herself ready, only to be interrupted once more.

Marron sat up and crossed her legs. "So mom, tell me why is dad being sold for a night?"

"Because Marron, sometimes the only way to not commit murder, is to have a day away from the person you're thinking about killing," she responded seriously. Marron chuckled a bit but then stopped when she noticed her mother had a straight face.

"Time to go," Eighteen informed. Marron breathed in, put her hands by her sides and lifted herself up from the bed.

Yamcha's Condo…..

"Alright Puar! Looks like I'm set!" Yamcha called to his friend. Puar had been hovering above him, telling him what not to put on. She was like an extra head growing out of his shoulder.

Puar was not happy about this situation. She didn't want Yamcha hanging around someone he doesn't know. What if they try to give him drugs? She knew he isn't capable of such things, but temptation is very evil…

"Are you sure you want to do this Yamcha?" she asked hooping that he would say no.

He nodded and smiled, which caused her to frown. "It'll be fun to see the old gang again, don't ya think?" he laughed.

She smiled and overlooked him. This man would get into some kind of trouble someday.

"I can come with you on your date if you want," she suggested. Yamcha looked at her and blinked questionably.

"Um..no, that's okay Puar. I'm sure you have better things to do than watch me," he chuckled. Puar maintained her serious composure. She wasn't kidding. Maybe she should look after him…

The Briefs Compound….

"Bulla! Get out of the bathroom!" Trunks screamed.

"Why? Do you want to be pretty for what ever old hag buys you?" she laughed through the door. She was absolutely adoring this! Her brother would be humiliated if he does this auction, and if he doesn't, his mother would be posting his toilet training pictures everywhere! This moment was too precious!

"Hey, it maybe an old hag, but in the end, that's more than you'll ever get," he countered harshly. He put a hand to his hip and looked at his watch. He wore a blue-gray suit, a white shirt, and dark blue tie.

Bulla snickered at his comment and continued to place her hair where she thought it looked best. She then smoothed out her royal purple dress that came to her thighs. It bothered her greatly to learn that her father would be participating in this event. She didn't like the idea of her father being grabbed by an unknown person.

Her mother didn't give her details on the entire situation. All she said was that a woman introduced her to the idea, and she went along with it. It wasn't until she confronted Trunks about it did she learn that her—she meant Goten, would be dragged into this mess as well. If she thought that her father being sold was bothersome, Goten being sold was unspeakable.

Her mouth muscles gave into a deep frown. She couldn't stand for it. She actually almost regretted going because of this. But in the end, she came to the conclusion that she might never be able to see her brother in such a degrading state, so she had to suck it up.

Her frown quickly became a grin when the thought of her new camera came into her head. Oh, she would video tape every moment Trunks was on stage…. Kami really did love her. She opened one of Trunks' drawers and snatched a small bottle. She tucked into her jacket pocket, smiling cunningly.

She opened the door to reveal an extremely agitated Trunks.

"Finally!" he yelled. He quickly pushed her outside of the bathroom and zoomed in himself. She rolled her eyes at him and walked towards the living room.

"Where is the woman?" a gruff voice grunted.

"She's probably still in her room dad," she responded, her eyes darting in the direction of her parents' room. She crossed her arms, much like her father did, and sat down. Her father remained standing while looking out the window. He looked ready for the auction. A charcoal black suit with onlt two buttons, black dress shoes, a gray collared shirt, and a matching solid black tie to finish it off.

Bulla was on her phone when a loud shriek blasted her eardrums.

"Where is it!? I swear it was here!" Trunks cried from the bathroom. Vegeta smirked and looked at his daughter. He cocked his head a bit, his motions asking if she had anything to do with this.

She pulled out the bottle of hair shiner and waved it around for him to see. She wanted to mess with her brother a bit before they left.

"He has no pride. I had to do it," she chuckled while inspecting the small vile. Her father sighed and then turned his attention outside. She placed the bottle back into her dark short green jacket and continued on texting when her brother came stopping in to the living room.

He looked at his father then towards his sister, deciding it would be best to watch his choice of words. "Where did you put it?" he hissed.

Bulla continued texting, only looking up for a second to see her brother. "What are you talking about?" she asked annoyed.

Trunks looked at his father to see if he was paying attention. To his bad luck, he was. "You know what! Stop acting dumb! Give it back!"

"Oh! You mean the women's hair shiner that you keep in your drawer?" she smiled, pulling out the bottle. Trunks became wide-eyed and quickly moved infront of his father's view to block the bottle from sight. He moved his hand to snatch it but bulla had switched it to her other hand.

"Dad! Catch!" she called throwing the bottle towards Vegeta who caught it one handed. Trunks gulped as his father eyed the bottle. The purple haired man rushed to take it away, but his father had returned it to his sister. Trunks knew better than to go for it, he would just need to block Vegeta.

Bulla noticed this and bit her cheek. She could just put it in her cleavage… but that would be too easy and boring. Her luck increased when her mother came into sight.

"Mom!" Bulla cried throwing the bottle. Bulma hadn't noticed and squealed, as the bottle broke at her feet, nearly touching the hem of her long red dress that hugged her figure.

Trunks couldn't be angry just yet. He had just seen two-thousand zeni go down the drain… or hit the floor was more like it. Bulla laughed so hard that she nearly fell off the couch.

"Why did you throw that to me Bulla?" Bulma questioned her daughter. Bulla couldn't respond… her sides hurt too much. "What was that anyway?"

"Trunks' way of telling us he wants to be a girl!" Bulla cried. Vegeta had to give a chuckle of appreciation.

"Mom, do you get a shorter sentence in prison if murder is pre-meditated or manslaughter?" Trunks asked breathing heavily. Bulma raised her eyebrows.

"Manslaughter… Why?" she quivered. Trunks only smiled and looked at his sister.

The Son House…

"Mom! Did you iron my shirt?" Goten shouted while in the shower.

"Hon, am I really going to have to wear this?" Goku whined looking at the attire with slight annoyance.

Chi-Chi had been trying to dress these two so called men, that she had barely enough time to dress herself.

"Yes and yes!" she screamed. She layed Goten's clothes in his room and sighed. Now she had to help Goku put on a simple dress shirt. As she walked closer to her room, she could hear the struggles of Goku.

"What are you doing?" she asked frowning.

"Well, it seemed that you were busy, so I decided to dress myself so that I wouldn't bother you," he said smiling. His left arm was going through the neck hole, while his right arm went through the left arm hole. She smiled and then realized something.

"You're not getting out of the auction Goku," she said seriously. He pouted and bit his cheek.

"Mom! Where is my underware?" Goten yelled. Chi-Chi rolled her eyes and looked at her grinning husband. Wet hairstrands fell on her as she frowned.

"On top of your drawer!" she responded. She turned to her closet when her husband called her back to his problem.

"Hey Chi-Chi, I think I got the hang of this thing," Goku laughed. He had managed to put on his shirt…backwards. Not only that, he wore his gray blazer underneath his inverted shirt. The only succesful thing he managed to put on were his underpants and his matching gray pants.

She walked towards him and sighed. She unbuttoned his collared shirt and removed his blazer. All the while she was trying not to blush. In all the years she had spent with this man, she had never had a blushing moment when it came to his….body. Maybe she had the first time they had relations, but why now?

Goku noticed his wife's cheeks get a little bit pink as she took off his blazer. Why is she blushing? He thought. She did get quiet after unbuttoning his shirt.

"Is there something wrong?" he asked curious to her behavior. She remained quiet. "Chi?" he continued. She placed the blazer on a nearby chair and began to place his white collared shirt on him. Was she disgusted by his body or something? Was he not as good looking to her anymore? Why was she acting this way?

"You can button that by yourself," she said turning away from him and walking to the bathroom. Goku shrugged and did as his wife asked.

Goten had dressed himself but was in desperate need of a belt. His pants were a bit big and he did not need them constantly having to fall down. He searched his drawers and luck found him. His favorite black belt appeared before his eyes!

He thanked Kami that he wouldn't be suffering alone. Trunks was going to endure the same embarassing situation so there would be no insults or no horrible memories to be made of this. He smiled and plopped on his bed. He sat up and put his shoes on. It wasn't that he didn't like these types of clothes, it was just that the reason that he was putting them on wasn't one to make him smile.

He told his girlfriend Valese about him being put into this auction. She reacted relatively well… she just told him not to do anything "bad". He smiled at the thought. Not that he would do anything out of the line, but he thought Valese acting that way was…cute, in a way.

Goku had removed his pants and was standing half-naked in front of his mirror. Nothing looked different. His body looked almost identical to the one he's had since he's been married. A few more muscles here and there, but the same nonetheless. What was it then? He didn't like to make Chi-Chi upset. She was always so mean when he does something wrong. He decided to confront the problem.

He walked towards the bathroom and opened the door.

Chi-Chi was filled with a mixture of horror, relief, and embarrassment. Horror to see that someone had just walked in on her. Relief to see that it was her husband, and embarrassment to see him half-naked.

"Go-Goku…" she choked.

"Why am I so disgusting to you!?"

Geez that was looooonggg. Well for me anyways. Anyways that was chapter 2! I had fun writing it because I got to make Puar a stalker, Krillin self-absorbed, Gohan clueless, Trunks embarrassed, and Goku self-conscious. Too much fun! REVIEW and tell me what ya thought!