Disclaimer: I am not Akira Toriyama. I am just a fan.

Wright and Wong
Chapter Three

"I'm paying you to create a weapon! Not a human being! Now teach her about her targets and some fighting techniques or I'll pull the plug."

"But sir. She's like a child. If we don't guide her properly, then she could turn on us."

"Bah. Children learn through fear so if we make her fear us, we don't have a problem."

"But sir!"

"I- Don't- Care. Now either you show me some progress or I pull the plug."


It took a few moments for Chiko to reappear in the room. However, when she appeared one couldn't see her behind the piles of food she was carrying. Placing it down between Goten and Trunks, she bowed. "Sorry… It all… I could find."

Goten grinned and quickly grabbed a bag of ramen before eating it raw. "Don't worry about it," he said through his chews. He swallowed and tossed her an apple causing her eyes to widen. "Got to keep up your strength too," he explained as he started to devour the dumplings.

However by the time Trunks and Goten had finished the pile of food, Chiko still hadn't finished her apple. She rolled over and over again in her hands. Finally, she glanced up from her apple.

"What… happened?" she asked.

Goten frowned. "These guys attacked us while Trunks was chasing after Yumi, remember?"

Chiko shook her head. "I don't… remember much. The man in tank… reminded me." She paused.

Goten saw Trunks sit up straighter and lean towards Chiko. "Of what?"

Chiko gestured as she spoke in an attempt to better communicate. "Green… or yellow water… over my head. On glass… letter 12-B. People around me… dry and stare… at me. They poke me… with sharp thing. The water is… red then. The man in tank… there. He shouts a lot." Chiko paused and squeezed her eyes shut. Her knuckles are white as she clenches her pant legs. "There is… another man… Da... He says… he created me." She opened her eyes. "That… is all."

Trunks leaned back against the wall. He glanced at Goten. Recognizing the serious look on his friend's face, Goten felt he had a good idea what Trunks was thinking about. They had only ever seen one person in such an environment. That same person tried to kill him and Trunks moments later.

"Broly," Goten muttered.

Trunks nodded before glancing back at Chiko. "Do you think you can handle these dishes?"

"Yes."

A second later, Chiko disappeared out the door leaving the two half saiyans alone.

"She's like Broly," Goten said.

Trunks nodded. "Those guys who were attacking us must have been the ones who created her."

"Why though?"

"Why else does anyone make a clone? They wanted to use her as a weapon." Trunks' fists were clenched so tightly that Goten saw blood start to drip from the reopened wounds.

In an attempt to distract Trunks, Goten leaned back with his hands behind his head. "Man. I almost wish that we were playing high risk hide and seek again."

Trunks slowly unclenched his fists and glanced at Goten. "Don't you remember what happened the last time we played that?"

Goten grinned. His mind already drifting back into his memories.


"Goten! Get down here!"

Dressing as he rushed to the kitchen, Goten somehow entered the room with both legs in one pant leg. As the teen straightened his clothing, he glanced around the kitchen for the reason for his mother's rage. Chichi was standing by the stove with a borderline furious scowl on her face. With a spoon, she pointed towards the cabinets where the cooking ingredients were usually stored. Standing there with a very wide eyes and a slight frown was Chiko. She was crouched on the ground poking a bag that had a huge rip in it. With each poke, a little more white powder appeared and fell to the floor.

Goten let out a groan when he spotted her. Chiko, however, grinned when she spotted him. She pointed at the bag. "Goten… it looks… like snow," she said.

The teen glanced at his mother to see her reaction. He was a little surprised to see the corners of her frown twitch as if she almost considered smiling. Goten wasn't sure if it was from Chiko's speaking or from the image of the girl covered in flour. Although Trunks vowed never to leave Chiko and Bra alone in the same room together, both he and Goten agreed one good thing came from Bra babysitting. Chiko was now talking in hesitate Japanese proving that the girl was not just another pretty face. Although there were often pauses between her words, her Japanese was clear and easy to follow. Every so often she even surprised Trunks and Goten by asking a question a person their age would ask. More often she would ask very awkward questions that would cause the teens to hand her off to their parents.

Taking his mother's smile to be good news, Goten said, "So… I guess I'll clean this up and then go to my date."

The twitch disappeared and Chichi's face settled into an anger glower. "No you won't. You said that you were babysitting Chiko and Pan today or did you forget?" Chichi groaned when she saw her son's face turn into a pensive frown. She turned back to the stove to continue cooking lunch and glanced at the girl out of the corner of her eye. "You'll just have to call Emi and tell her that you can't make it. Now clean up that floor."

"I can't just tell her I can't come! Emi's been wanting to see this movie forever!"

"Well I'm sorry, Goten but you're just going to have to grow a backbone around women and tell her you can't go."

"But mom!"

"No buts, Goten. Today I'm going to visit Bulma and you said you were going to look after Chiko and Pan. You promised and now you have to keep that promise." She paused to taste the soup she was making. "Why don't you call Trunks and see if he'll help you?"

Goten opened his mouth to reply as he swept up the white powder but paused when his best friend's name was mentioned. Chichi glanced at him out of the corner of her eye and frowned when she saw the brightening of her youngest son's eyes. "Don't you even think about handing them off to Bra, got that, Goten?"

Goten groaned again as he continued to sweep. Soon the floor was clean. Minutes later Chichi left for her girls' day with Bulma. While Goten waited for his sister-in-law to appear with his niece, he made the mistake of calling his girlfriend. By the time he was done explaining why he couldn't take her to a movie, he wanted to kill himself. Emi was in tears and he couldn't do a thing to stop them. Finally, he hung up and placed his head in his hands with a groan. He instantly raised his head though when he felt a familiar ki.

"Knock, knock, anyone home?"

"Hey Trunks." Goten grinned as his friend walked into the house and kicked off his shoes. "You came over to raid the fridge."

Trunks grinned. "Where else can I eat some food without getting harassed?"

"I'm surprised you aren't on a date with Yumi."

Trunks remained grinning so it appeared he was having an easier time with his banshee. "Yumi's at her grandparents. Something about cleaning out the garage or something."

"Since you have some free time, want to help me babysit Chiko and Pan?"

Trunks shrugged. "Might as well since I doubt you can handle two little girls by yourself. If one of them cries, you might kill yourself trying to make them smile."

Goten rolled his eyes and glanced towards the living room where Chiko had been seconds before. His eyes widened when he realized Chiko was nowhere to be found. Without an explanation for Trunks' benefit, Goten rushed to his room. He let out a groan when the girl who appeared his age but acted much younger pulled a pair of swimming trunks from the dresser.

"Hey, those are mine! Give them back!"

Chiko glanced at him before returning her attention to the trunks as she appeared to be trying to figure out what they were for. Apparently, she felt whoever he was talking to, it wasn't her.

Goten tried again. "Chiko, those are my trunks!"

She glanced at him again as she held the brightly coloured item. This time she tilted her head to the side as if questioning what trunks were. This time Goten pointed to the items in her hands. "Trunks. Those are my trunks."

"No. He's Trunks," the girl repeated as she pointed over his shoulder. Looking behind him, Goten found his best friend standing there with a grin on his face.

"Looks like you confused her, Goten."

The other half-saiyan groaned. "Well it figures since the only Trunks she recognizes is you." A grin suddenly appeared on Goten's face as he grabbed Trunks' shoulders and forced his friend to face Chiko.

"Hey Chiko, I'll trade my Trunks for the thing in your hands."

"What? Goten! You can't—"

Behind him, Goten whispered. "It's just a game, Trunks. Besides look how happy he is."

Trunks spared a glance at the girl and saw that she was smiling as she nodded. With little choice, seeing as he couldn't escape without breaking something, Trunks caved. He nodded and Goten released his grip. The other saiyan then took the swimming trunks from Chiko and she "glomped" Trunks. Before all you Word Nazis attack the poor narrator consider that it is easier and takes less time to write "glomped" than to write "Chiko pushed off the ground, wrapped her arms around Trunks' waist and due to the excess kinetic energy caused them to both fall onto the floor." Doesn't glomp just sound better as well? In any case, the result is the same with Trunks once again on the floor with Chiko on top of him.

Goten tried not to laugh but his attempts where futile because he had to laugh at the look on Trunks' face. It was as if the man was trying to be mad and glare at Chiko but simply forgot how. When the man glanced at Goten though, Trunks appeared to remember how to be mad. "You didn't train her."

Goten struggled to stop laughing and nodded as he quickly stuffed the other trunks out of Chiko's view. "So, how are we going to break this to your girlfriend?"

Trunks glared at his friend the best he could considering he had to look over Chiko's body to do it. "You tell Yumi and I tell Emi." With slight difficulty, Trunks pulled himself into a sitting position although Chiko's arms were still wrapped around his waist. "Let's hope either Chiko gets her memory back or we figure out who Chiko really is and how to get her back home soon so that we can stop being babysitters."

"Aw, but you guys look so cute."

"Ha. Ha. Now get her off of me."

Goten laughed good naturedly. Several hours later, he wasn't laughing anymore.

"I can't believe I let you talk me into this."

The black-haired half-saiyan paused to glance down from the tree he was hiding in before he replied. "Well I'm not the one who agreed to babysit Pan and Chiko."

"Yes you were and we were doing fine until you offered to play hide and seek."

Goten rolled his eyes as he glanced towards the branches above him where his friend was trying his hardest to not look like a random purple object hiding in a tree. "Well I didn't see you coming up with any ideas to stop Pan from crying."

"Well she wouldn't have been crying if you had stopped Chiko from tackling her to the ground."

"Well Chiko wouldn't be tackling people if you hadn't left her alone with Bra!"

"Well you had a week to train her not to."

A twig snapped somewhere south of them and the two quickly fell silent. Goten flattened himself against the tree trunk and hid in the shadows. Now more than ever he was grateful for his black hair. Unlike Trunks who was doomed to stand out wherever he went, the black hair made it far easier to hide in the shadows. However that skill is useless when you are handcuffed to the guy who is doomed to stand out or wearing a bright orange swimsuit.

Goten held his breath as he heard the sounds of girls laughing and he wondered what the girls were up to. He froze when he spotted a familiar looking girl in a gi appear below him. The little girl was only seven but she shared the same black hair and brown eyes Goten and his brother had. Goten considered moving higher into the tree where Trunks was but was sure that the little girl would notice him the moment he moved. The little girl glanced left and then right. She looked up and stared into the leaves of the tree. Goten tried not to blink. A second passed. The little girl looked left and then right again.

"Chiko!" she shouted. "They aren't over here." A second later the little girl was flying off towards the lake where Chiko was no doubt searching.

Goten didn't sigh in relief until he couldn't see or hear the little girl anymore. The links of the handcuffs clicked as Trunks moved so that he was sitting on the same branch as Goten.

"That was too close. We need a plan."

Goten nodded as he glanced back down to the forest floor. His hands had some tree sap on them and he rubbed it off onto his swimming trunks. "Or some pants. Sooner or later these are going to give us away."

Trunks nodded as he glanced in the direction of the house. "If Pan and Chiko are down by the lake, we should be able to get to the house, change, and back into the forest without a problem."

Goten frowned as he watched his friend move so that he was hanging from the branch. "Is it even possible to put on a shirt with handcuffs on?"

"All we need are some pants. Plus Chiko and Pan will be looking for orange and black swimming suits not pants so even if they spot us, they won't see us because they'll be looking for something else."

"So basically you want to hide in a tree until they get tired and call it quits."

Trunks nodded as he dropped to the forest floor. Goten followed a second later, not that he had much choice. Gravity and Trunks' strength had already pulled him half out of the tree when Trunks dropped to the ground. The two stood beside the tree for a second; testing the area to make sure it was safe. Finally they faced each other and nodded. Pointing themselves in the direction of the Son house, the two dashed through the forest, through the front door, up the stairs, and into Goten's room where the door was promptly locked. Careful to avoid the window, Goten reached into his closet and pulled out the first pair of pants he grabbed. As luck would have it, it was not his orange gi but some sensible black pants. He slipped them on quickly and turned to see that Trunks had already slipped the pants he had brought on over top of his black swimming trunks.

Trunks nodded but they both froze when they heard a very familiar shout.

"Uncle Goten! Trunks!"

"Trunks! Goten!"

Almost without conscious thought, the two jumped into Goten's closet and closed the door. It wasn't until the door was shut that Goten realized that they had nowhere to run. They heard the front door kicked in. Trunks swore, no doubt realizing what had just happened. Once again, without really thinking about it, the two started to dig under the clothes that Goten had thrown to the floor of his closet over the past few months (Mostly suits his mom had bought.) Within seconds the two were covered and they lay still as the door to Goten's room opened.

"There's water on the floor," the little girl announced. "Do you know what that means, Chiko?"

There was silence but the girl must have shaken her head because the younger girl announced, "They were here," with all the gusto of a cop from an old black and white movie.

Goten held his breath when he heard the sheets of his bed be moved. No doubt, Pan was looking under the bed. He felt Trunks kick his foot and Goten realized that his chi was higher than it should be. He had just lowered it when they heard Pan say:

"Check the closet."

Goten froze and prayed that his chi stayed whether it was. The door opened but Goten couldn't see anything because of the clothing on top of him. He prayed to Dende, King Kai, King Yama, and any other god he hadn't met that the girls didn't find them.

"Darn it. Nothing."

The door shut and the sounds of feet running down the stairs told Goten that they were safe. He let out a sigh and started to dig his way out of the suits that were covering him. Beside him, Trunks appeared wearing a grin that would have put the Cheshire Cat to shame.

"Let's hurry and get back to the forest before they come back."

Goten nodded and followed his friend towards the window. He pushed it open and glanced around the yard before nodding to Trunks. The two quickly powered up and shot toward the tree line, fully intending to be hidden again before the two girls realized where the chi's had flown to. Unfortunately, things didn't work out as they had planned. The two had were just at the treeline when two familiar shapes jumped from the trees towards them. Seconds later, Goten found himself on the ground with his young niece Pan sitting on his chest. Beside him, Chiko once again had Trunks in what everyone had started to refer to as the glomped position.

Pan smirked down on her uncle as she wagged a finger down at him. "And you were so sure that we wouldn't find you even if you were handcuffed together. Well we caught you so now you have to live up to your side of the wager. Tea party and dresses for everyone, just like you promised!"

Goten groaned. He had heard from Vegeta more than once that a saiyan would never lose his pride. Well, Goten thought. It looked like half-saiyans weren't as immune because he was sure his pride was gone and not coming back.


A/N: I liked this flashback the best out of the currently posted ones. It amuses me greatly. Especially the mental image of Goten and Trunks in dresses. GT already gave us Trunks so it's only fair that Goten suffers too. Haha. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed.

-D101