First things first this is an AU fanfiction and slightly yaoi. Plus I don't own any DBZ characters.

Italic denotes thoughts.

Bold italics mental talking between people.

Bold denotes the Dragon speaking

(Inside these are my thoughts and comments)

Chapter Four:

Lookout

Goten landed on her apartment porch after hurriedly leaving Bulma at CC. It was all quiet here. Good no one has thought to look for me here, yet. Goten shook her head in disappointment in herself and reached to open the door. Duh, they all think I killed myself and so male Goten wouldn't be making a stop home. She was still getting used to the idea that she was in fact a lady and not a man. You think after the emotion break down at CC she would be a little more used to it. But she had only been a she for a few short hours and had been a guy for over 25 years. If she was still having some issues how were the other people in her life going to react.

Bulma had seemed ok with it surprisingly happy to help. But she had always been that way with Goten and Trunks; helping them get out of one mishap after another. It was Goten's family she was worried about. As much as her mom talked about always wanting a daughter would she be fine with losing a son to gain one. Gohan was hard to read sometimes so he could go either not liking it or being fine with it; it just depended on his thought process for the day. Goku would need like a minute to think about it and he would be happy, especially if she were to train with him; that's just how he was easy going. The rest of the gang Goten knew would take longer to come to terms but in the end, could be years, they would be ok with it to.

So deep in her thoughts she was that Goten did notice her apartment being crammed with stuff. It took tripping over a pile of folded clothes to come out of her mind. She looked around in amazement at all the clothes, shoe boxes, purses, hats, coats, unmentionables, and more piled high in her living room. The dragon was very generous with this wish. Some of the things she saw weren't even on her mental list of things to get. She certainly hadn't known a thing about purses and shoes but there they were matching coats that were hanging on her entrance hooks.

Goten slowly mad her way to the bathroom, sidestepping piles so they wouldn't fall over. When she opened the door the room was likewise like the living room, piles of new items lined the sink, around the tub base, and even filled the tub. Some items were new to Goten and others she recognized from her watching either her mom or Videl get ready. Some included makeup, hair styling contraptions, and styling gels and mousses. Some of the items again she had no idea what they were and figured she would ask Bulma to help her with those items.

It all was a little overwhelming and never did she think the dragon would think of it all. "Thank you," she said aloud, even if right now the dragon couldn't hear her, "you are very considerate."

In the kitchen, thank Dende, it was clear of things. She dreaded going in there thinking the dragon would have left her all kinds of cooking utensils. As much as she enjoyed cooking it was not all she ever cared about. Goten had been just as adamant to Chi-Chi about learning to cook as she was to Goku about training; practice made one better at the job.

On the counter Goten noticed a few items were lined up. The first she picked up was a new birth certificate. The name of the girl on the paper was Tena Son, daughter of Goku Son and Chi-Chi Son formerly of the Ox clan. "My name is Tena and my parents are still my parents (I pronounce Tena as ten-a. I wanted to keep it as close to Go-ten as I could)." Next she picked up the driver's license. The picture was of a smiling Tena in a green outfit.

"Nice picture, I wonder when it was taken." It was totally a thing the old Goten would say; not very funny but just the sort of thing to make her chuckle, feel relaxed, and more herself.

Next on the counter were a few newspaper clippings; all from the classified section. The first one read as follow: help wanted. New club going up. Need singers both male and female. Must be over the age of 21 and be able to work nights well into the morning. Contact Jenny at 555-1234 to set up an audition time. A singing job would be just what I could do. Singing was what she really cared about then cooking. So it was no surprise when she read the second clipping and it read as follows: help wanted. Deli reopening under new management. Need servers with cooking experience. Applicants hand in a resume to John at Main Street location in Satan City, building 530 ground floors. Two jobs that I would love to do. That dragon is way awesome.

The next clipping was from the housing section of the classifieds, it read: Small house for Sale by rent to own. Two bedroom, 1 ½ bathroom, full sized kitchen with appliances, living room furnished, storage space, and car port. A nice view of the landscape with a patio to sit outside. Call Rachel at 555-4321 to view the space and file an application. Back ground check will be issued for all applicants. And a new place to live. I hadn't even thought that far ahead.

Next on the counter was a cell phone. Mine as well use it, she thought. She called each number on the clippings and set up appointments for both two days from now. The deli job although, needed her resume and she would have to print one up and drop it off when she could.

Always with a new phone Goten played around with it to see what it offered, so when Goten scrolled through the contacts she was amazed that all the people she knew were listed. Better call Bulma and let her know my new number and let her know how it's going. The call was short and nerve racking for Goten. While on the phone Bulma had asked if she could tell the other females the truth about Goten's disappearance. At first Goten didn't really want them to know but Bulma convinced her that by having the woman know would help in her cause to get the men to accept her. The theory that behind any great man is the powerful influence on a woman always worked on the Z gang. Goten had agreed and ended her call to Bulma on a somewhat happy note.

So by late morning Goten had become Tena. Tena had two jobs lined up and a prospective home to live in. And soon all the gang woman will know about Tena really being Goten. A lot for one girl to do in a short time. Even if most had been done by the dragon.

Meanwhile at the lookout

The women and the few men at the lookout were bored. First their morning routines were disrupted by Yamcha who took them to Roshi's Island and then they all piled into 2 air cars to take a ride to the lookout. And there they sat for awhile and caught up, but after that they went their separate ways. Not a one knew what was going on and it was and it was driving them bonkers.

Everyone except Bulma and Chi-Chi that is. Both knew a side to the story but couldn't share it. Chi-Chi knew Goku's side and Bulma knew Goten's side. Together they could figure out a way to solve the dilemma but the story was not theirs to share. Bulma's plan was simple; tell the ladies what was going on and they can help control their respective husbands. Only she would need Goten's permission.

As if reading her mind her cell phone started vibrating. Bulma didn't recognize the number, but it had to be someone she knew because just not anyone had this number. She answered with a "Hello Bulma Briefs here."

"Hey Bulma, its me." even with the short time they had spoken Bulma knew the voice belonged to Goten.

"Hey girl," Bulma began because she didn't want anyone to know who she was talking to. "am I ever glad to hear from you?"

"But we just talked an hour ago."

"Yeah I know, but I really need to ask you a favor."

"If I can I will be happy to help," Goten said sincerely.

"Good. I want to tell the girls about you." She had turned away from on looking group. She had whispered it, too.

"Why?" asked Goten hesitantly?

"It might be easier if they hear from someone they recognize, plus if we convince the woman they in turn can convince the men. Call it the chain of command by pain of frying pans." They both laughed. All the women knew the power of the pan. Chi-Chi had shared the secret with them some time ago; if your man is out of line a little whack to the head with a pan puts them in line. She told them it worked on any male of any age. Evil may spur the men into battle with never a thought of retreat, but their wives could make them flee in terror like cowards at the mere mention of flying frying pans.

"I'm fine with it than, Bulma. Could you tell my mom first...?" Goten had paused before she asked," and in private." Who know how Chi-Chi would react to the news.

"Sure thing, kiddo. By the way what are you calling your female self?"

"Tena Son."

"That's pretty. Did you think of it?"

"No the dragon gave it to me and lots of other stuff. You may need to help me figure out how some of this stuff works." Goten was thinking of the bras and the feminine hygiene products. Two items the male Goten had NEVER experienced before.

"Will do…Tena," Bulma added as an afterthought.

"Thanks, Bulma." Relief could be heard in the younger woman's voice.

"I'll call you when I'm done telling them. Oh yeah, why did you call in the first place?"

"I just wanted you to know my new number."

"Oh ok, thanks. Talk to ya later."

"Ok now I got to go pack. Bye"

"Bye," Bulma responded and then closed her phone. She was asking herself, where can I talk to Chi-Chi without anyone hearing her screams?

"Bulma, if I may suggest a place that's both quiet and private it would be the Hyperbolic Time Chamber."

Bulma whipped around to see Dende standing behind her. She blushed realizing she hadn't thought to herself, but had actually asked herself out loud. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

Dende gave her one of those 'do not lie to me young lady' looks, even if he was much younger than her he was the guardian. And he said so. "As the guardian of Earth I am privileged to know and see certain things. And as the dragons keeper ALL wishes go through me for final assurance."

"You…?" Bulma gapped.

"Helped Goten," he finished for her. All Bulma could do was nod.

"He needed those wishes years ago. I just couldn't see him, I mean her, sad anymore. Now enough about me go get Chi-Chi and I'll escort you to the chamber and you can help Goten."

"Tena," Bulma corrected.

"Ah yes," he smirked, "Tena son. Did you know that's what Chi-Chi wanted to name the Goten if he had been born a girl?" he got a head shake. "I thought it would be best if I gave her a wish also." He stopped talking and directed his attention to the left where Bulma knew Chi-Chi would be; through the door and into the lookout kitchens.

She was about to walk off when Dende said, "if push comes to shove I will literally shove the men into a room yet known to them that would make them see the error of their ways and accept Tena." Bulma again could only answer with a head nod. It was a little frightening to hear the guardian, a sweet young Namekian, speak so evilly. He now had the power to ruin or help their lives. Thank goodness he's on our side, she thought to herself.

Bulma did indeed find Chi-Chi in the kitchens helping Mr. Popo make lunch for all the present guests and al the future, Saiyan stomachs, to arrive soon. Anything to get her mind off Goten.

"Hey Chi-Chi, you got a minute?" she asked.

"Yeah," she responded. Chi-Chi had turned from the stove and looked directly at Bulma.

"Not here," Bulma stated.

Chi-Chi followed Bulma out of the kitchen and to where Dende stood. He led them to the chamber and opened the door to them. He said, "you have one day inside the chamber, but if you need to come out sooner that is possible, just open the door and step out."

In they went and out they came again in a matter of seconds. Though inside they had spent almost the entire day allotted to them. Let's just say Chi-Chi needed all that time to vent and scream. As she came out she was relaxed and as poised as ever.

"Should I just drag the rest of the gals in one by one or should we scare the boys by disappearing for awhile as a group?" Chi-Chi asked Bulma.

"It wouldn't matter. We would be gone for only seconds and then right back out. The change wouldn't register to them." Bulma sounded bummed about that. she really thought that would be a great way to get the boys attention.

"So individual or group?" Chi-Chi asked again.

"Group," Bulma responded. "that way we get it done quicker and we don't have to worry about the guys showing up before we have a pan, I mean plan." Both women laughed at the mistake.

"those may still be needed knowing how stubborn some of the guys are." Chi-Chi was still giggling a little.

"I'll go get them," Bulma volunteered. "The girls not the pans. Wait here, I think you're still shaken up."

"Thanks, Bulma," Chi-Chi began, "for everything." She was mentioning the help Bulma had given Goten when she thought she had nowhere else to go. Bulma nodded and went off to find the gals.

It took five minutes to find and corral all of them into the hall before the chamber. They had spread out after the first half hour of catching up. Some had been exploring because they had never been to the lookout before. Bulma said not a word as she held the door open and extended her hand for them to enter. This is how they entered: Chi-Chi, Videl, Pan age 13, Bunny, Bra age 15, Launch, Violett age 25 (Tien & Launches daughter), Mint & Olive ages 10 (also Tien & Launches daughters), Puar, 18, Marron age 15, and Eilise age 7 (Krillin & 18 daughter). Bulma closed the door behind her and second later, again, they all came back out.

18 had been the only female to lift an eyebrow in question when they entered. Her curiosity was always leading her down unexpected paths; one being her falling for Krillin and having two daughters with him and expecting a third child. 18 had found out earlier in the day and still had yet to tell Krillin. He would be happy and she hoped it would be a boy so he can be ecstatic. Her new goal in life since being wished back had been to make her mate happy and so far she had. Her curiosity sated she walked out of the chamber laughing at the unexpected turn of events. Yes, it was weird but she couldn't wait to see how it all played out. She desperately wanted to interfere and give a push here and there, but all the woman had promised not to meddle unless asked.

So now all the women knew about the wishes and Goten being Tena. Now they had to hash out a plan to convince the men Tena was on their side.

"So, Bulma, you don't want the guys to know Tena was, I mean is, Goten. Why not?" asked Videl. They were all lounging in the main sitting room watching Bulma pace back and forth.

"Right," she answered Videls first statement and then continued, "they'll flip and possibly end the best thing that has happened to that boy since he met Goku for the first time when he was eight." The others nodded in agreement. They had all seen how Goten had been acting lately; withdrawn and lonely.

"We've all worried about him. We wonder when he would meet that nice girl and settle down, but he never did. And yet when she was crying in front of me and spilling her guts I saw it, that glow of content that I haven't seen on the boy for a long time." Bulma shook her head in sadness. "Let the men get used to her as a new powerful ally of Saiyan descent and when Tena is ready she will tell." She laughed after a moment and then explained her outburst, "they'll be as mad as hornets on a rainy day, but they'll take it a lot easier with the knowledge that all along Tena had been a friend."

"More time to accept her," said Pan, of all people. She was the one who in the chamber had a hard time accepting that her loveable uncle was now her aunt. Being a tomboy was hard enough without adding another female to tell her how she isn't girly enough. Put the more the others had told her that because Goten had been a man for so long he/she would feel the same way Pan did and perhaps that would bring them closer. Pan was excited to train with her new aunt.

"Yes, that's the hope anyway."

Chi-Chi was the only one not to agree with that. "What about Trunks? If, and I stress IF, he falls for Tena, and then finds out who she really was don't you think he'll be madder than most and may not forgive her. It might be more than Trunks can handle."

Bulma stomped her foot at Chi-Chi's statement. "My son is smart enough to know when he's got a good thing. He's known Goten his whole life. He will be drawn to Tena because they will have that connection. Trunks will want to be with someone he is totally comfortable with, right?" she was rambling a little either in a way to convince them or herself, but either way she was nervous. And when Bulma is nervous everyone should be.

"I think you're right," said 18. It was the only statement she had made on the situation, and laughter did not count.

"What?" Everyone asked, sweat dropping.

"Well, think about it. The two 'boys' have never been apart. They were literally made for each other, except they were both boys. One realized it and made a move to accomplish his heart's desire. Imagine how the one will long for the others companionship and will naturally be drawn together." It was the most any of the other girls had ever heard 18 say since her wedding to Krillin, even Marron. So all their mouths were obviously hanging open. Dazed as they all were 18 continued, "the worst will be that trunks will be mad for a little while, but after a good think and perhaps some head banging he'll accept what his heart is telling him; he always had a thing for the girl in the first place. And all will be as right as rain," she said the last part in a sing song voice full of cynical tones.

Again silence. 18 glared at all the woman saying, "what! Just because I was a brainless killing machine and you all think I don't pay attention or don't care doesn't mean I don't? I do. You are the only friends I've ever had. If this is what all you want then I'm in it to help." She crossed her arms and almost, almost, looked like a tear could fall.

Bulma was the first to respond with, "we never thought that you were brainless, did we ladies?" the others shook their heads. "We just never knew how to ask you to come over and socialize. Let's face it you would rather pummel Vegeta any day to chit chats in the park. And honestly we wouldn't want you any other way." Bulma smiled in acknowledgement and the other ladies nodded even more enthusiastically.

Now 18 looked like she might burst into tears. They have accepted me, she was thinking, I just didn't realize it. Just a few days prior she and Krillin were talking about how she needed to hang with the other Z gang gals more often and 18 had yelled back that they never invited her. Now she knew why.

"Mom? You ok?" asked Marron. Being closer to 18 than the others she felt comfortable asking. She noticed her mom was much more emotional lately. Maybe she is picking up more human effects as she ages. Marron was always hopeful that her mom would never go back to being evil. She had heard the stories from a lot of the other member's point of views and that of her parents and decided she was happy with this version of her mom. Though her parents often talked about what to do if 18 ever did lose it again and started to kill people. Marron shuddered at how her mom had said clearly, "kill me," to Krillin, who just nodded sadly to agree.

"Yeah, I will be" was 18's answer. In another six months when I have this baby. With each of her previous pregnancies she had experienced new emotions that never went away. It took all the pregnancies to adapt to them also. With Marron it had been laughter and happiness and with Eilise it had been empathy and compassion. And now with this baby it was going to be sadness in joy and sadness in tragedy. Great just what I need to be an endless watering pot. Though the thought of being able to show Krillin in another way that she loved him would be fantastic.

"18's right," said Videl, "the boys did seem to complete each other. Tena will be perfect for Trunks." 18 smiled in gratitude at Videl's agreement.

"So…who's' hungry?" Chi-Chi's non-sequitur of often usage moved the subject from an uncomfortable looking 18 to herself. It always worked for her boys and always made the woman laugh to see those men race for the table. Memories right now is what helped lighten the mood. And it did make them all laugh.

So all the woman made their way to the dining room which was full of food. Some of the other family members were there, mainly the younger boys who weren't allowed to fly over 100 miles without parental supervision. Namely the mischievous ones. They were: Gohan and Videl's only boy Garen age seven, Tien and Launches boys; Indigo age 20, Cyan and Ecru ages 15. Also present were: Master Roshi with Oolong looking at dirty magazines, Mr. Satan talking with a perplexed Ox-King, Dr. Briefs talking to himself, Chiaotzu talking with Yamcha, Korin playing chess with Yajirobe, Dende standing by Mr. Popo, and surprisingly a lone 17 (did I forget anyone?).

And in the middle of the large room were tables full and bending with food. "This is way too much for us," stated Chi-Chi.

"Mr. Goku told me to have lots of food ready by noon," stated Mr. Popo. "He told me that the men would be starving by then and would need the energy." The people who knew Goku best were laughing.

"That bottomless pit just wants it for himself," said a laughing Chi-Chi. She better than anyone knew him and his appetite. "Let's get what we want quick and let the men fight it out for what's left." She had a mischievous gleam in her eye when she said the last part.

"Good idea" all the women said together which brought out more laughs. And being ladies didn't push and shove while they ran over to the table to fill up their plates. Even with the amount of people in the dining room and that two of them were part Saiyan the food didn't even look like it had been picked through. "Well there goes my plan to torture the men into submission by starvation," said Chi-Chi. Again laughter was ringing loud in the room.

And that's how the men found their families not even a minute later. Goku was glad to see them all together, safe, and obviously happy. Bulma noticed that among the men Trunks was not with them. If he doesn't show the plan will not work.

The six men greeted the large group with "hello's" all around but not a one greeted their spouses in a proper way; kisses or hugs. No it was straight to the tables of food with them. Except the water drinking Piccolo, he went to stand by a pillar near Dende.

"What did I tell you bottomless pits only thinking of food," Chi-Chi was trying so hard not to laugh but was failing miserably. So were the other ladies. She loved how she knew her husband and that after all these years he still loved food more to the point her cooking.

"Goku could be the world's best food critic if he ever gave up fighting," said Bulma.

"And Vegeta could yet again be his rival," said Chi-Chi. Again all the ladies laughed. It grew a little when they noticed the dumbfounded looks each of the new comers wore. Especially since some of them had food in their open mouths.

"You all seem to be getting along," asked Goku, thankfully after he emptied his mouth of food.

"Well of course we have to, to gang up on all of you," said 18.

"Gang up on us, why?" asked Goku looked confused and afraid all at once. He had made his way over to his wife while speaking. The other men had done likewise splitting up to take seats next to their families. They even remembered to kiss their wives. The only one not to do so was Piccolo, lonely bachelor that he was (don't be sad cause I got plans for this big green hunk of muscle later on).

"That girl you're looking for" stated Bulma.

"What? How did you…"

"We decided you never gave her a chance to explain" Chi-Chi said, cutting Goku off.

"Yes I did…" Goku tried to convince them.

"No, you tired to strangle her first then question why she was where she was," retorted 18 before Goku could finish. He made a pouty face. "I was overcome with anger, that's very rare for me. I over reacted and I regret that. Hey, how did you find out anyway? Did Yamcha tell you?" his face had gone from pouty to curious in a matter of seconds.

The scarred fighter raised his hands up and defended him-self saying, "I haven't talked to any of them since I dropped them off here."

"It wasn't Yamcha; the young lady approached me earlier today."

"WHAT!" Goku actually paused to swallow his food.

"WHEN!" Vegeta uncommonly spit his food out.

"WHY!" asked the other men.

All the latter were asked at the same time.

"She knew about me. She said she knew I knew about Saiyans and might be able to help her. So I did."

"Woman, do you know anything about this girl? Where she comes from? For Dende's sake woman she could have killed you." It seemed as soon as he said the words he regretted saying them.

"Awe, Vegeta," Bulma said all lovey dovey. "She came to me in tears saying she had nowhere else to turn to." Vegeta just humphed at her, Bulma knew he would hug her later. "How could I refuse someone in distress, a fellow female?"

"Easily. It does not excuse the fact that you did not tell me about it when it happened," he said grumpily.

"Well if she hadn't have told me about Goku's reaction I might have." Bulma said back hotly.

"I said I regretted it and I'm sorry. All I want to do is find her and talk to her. That's it." Goku said sincerely.

"If you want I can get a hold of her and you can ask your questions" Bulma said in a questioning way.

"You can do that," asked Goku excitedly. "Tonight?" he asked in afterthought. He looked gleeful at the prospect of talking to the girl now that his anger was cooled. "I would like to apologize as soon as I can," he added. Damn, thought Vegeta, why couldn't he have kept some of that Saiyan attitude of anger and not reverted back to a baka?

"Just give me a few and I'll be right back." Bulma walked away pulling out her cell and dialing a number.

Meanwhile at Goten's Pad

Goten was trying to put all her new stuff into the capsule, but they seemed to have run out. She had found them in a pile next to the kitchen sink after hanging up with Bulma. And Goten still had to pack at least half of what was left. She would have to get more before she could move. I'll call Bulma and see if she can get me some.

Her new phone rang as she reached to call Bulma. Looking at the ID it read Bulma Briefs. Speak of the devil. Goten hit the accept button and said clearly, "hello Tena here."

"Hey girl it's Bulma. Nice work on the name by the way."

"Thanks, I have to get used to it. How'd you know I was just about to call you. I need some capsules to get all my stuff moved. is it possible you have some industrial size ones I can have?"

"They want to meet you today, right now as a matter of fact." Bulma heard the request but thought that Goku's was bigger. She heard Goten gasp on the other end.

"So soon?" she asked.

"We could stall but Goku really wants to meet you. He's calmed down a lot and he just wants to talk. Plus he just ate so he may be sleepy and relaxed."

"How long have you known him? He gets energized when he eats. He eats right before a fight so he doesn't get tired." Goten sounded like she may hyperventilate from thinking he was going to attack her again.

"Calm down Tena. He said he was sorry for over reacting."

"What am I suppose to tell them, Bulma. I have no idea what to say."

"Tell them the truth that you're a half Saiyan…"

"No I mean who I am. More importantly who my parents are."

"Lie. We'll come up with something. Whatever you come up with I will go along. So will the other ladies. We got your back." She was sounding really convincing. Just one more push, "just come to the look out and if something goes wrong Dende said he would help control the Saiyans."

"Dende, control my dad and Vegeta?" she didn't sound convinced.

"As the guardian he can and will do anything to help."

"I'll be there in five minutes." And she hung up. Goten's last statement was not that of a person full of confidence but she would go. What am I getting myself into? She looked at herself and thought it might be better if I wore something not so revealing or Saiyan to this get together. So she went to change; only when it came to getting her breasts into a bra she had no clue how. So Goten opted to wear the spandex since they are snug to her body held her up in comfort and it could easily be covered with something loose.

Three minutes later she landed softly onto the lookout and there to greet her was Gohan. He looked ready to spit at the sight of her. "I'm to lead you to the group." And he turned and started to walk. He hates me. I've never been on his bad side before even when as a boy I played tricks on him.

"You don't trust me?" Goten asked while she hurriedly decide to take off the ki bracelet and lowered her ki again. No need for the others to question why her ki didn't fluctuate like it did when trying to hide it.

Gohan turned slightly to look at her over his shoulder. "Not as of yet. I'm still not sure what to make of you. What you did or didn't do to my brother?" I am your brother she longed to say. But if Gohan couldn't be convinced then it would be hard with the others.

"I didn't hurt him," she said instead.

"Wait to tell everyone else that first." His voice was still stern but held a calmer tone.

Ok so longer chapters are probably going to be a new thing. I plan on explaining in the few following chapters about my OC's and some back stories. I hope you are still enjoying.