The next month passed uneventfully, as did the following month, and the next month. Goku began to feel relieved as time passed and life returned to normal. Or as normal as it could while she was a woman. She missed certain things about being a man. Like being able to pee standing up, or carelessly strip outdoors to go swimming. She missed bathing with Goten and playing in the tub together. And when training, she found a lot of disadvantages to this body, compared to the male body she was used to. But she also found a lot of new advantages she'd never had before.
That was the fun part about being a woman. She found when sparring with a man, they always seemed more reluctant to hit her at full power. Her smaller stature made it easier to slip underneath her opponent for sneakier attacks. And her lithe figure seemed to improve her agility and speed. It had been difficult to adapt in the beginning, but now she had trained this body well enough to feel she had mastered her movements in it.
And she had. She convinced Piccolo to give it his all against her, she fought Gohan several times, and Krillin, and Goten. She even convinced Chi-Chi to give it a try when she was bored one day and the others had had enough. Now they were all complaining that they needed a break from training with her.
So Goku was in a difficult spot. She really wanted to keep training, and currently, she was training on her own. She had considered going to King Kai's again, but after her last visit there, couldn't see risking a run-in with the Elder Kai in her current body. She had asked 18 to fight her, but 18 refused, claiming she had better things to do. The only person strong enough to be a challenge, and interested enough in fighting to last long enough to entertain her, she was forbidden from seeing.
But maybe she could break their agreement for this purpose. They had zero contact for three whole months, and it was almost time for the Dragonballs to activate. What could Vegeta really be angry about if she showed up now? It was just training, and he wouldn't want to miss out on the good fight she'd offer with all the training she'd been doing.
Goku frowned thoughtfully as she paused the series of kicks and punches she had been performing into the air while musing. She rubbed her chin and pursed her lips as she gazed at the stars in the blackened sky above her. Chi-Chi was busy cleaning the kitchen after dinner, and Gohan and Goten were playing a game together inside. They wouldn't notice if she disappeared for a few minutes. Goku smirked happily as she placed two fingers to her forehead and focused on Vegeta's ki.
Goku reappeared in Vegeta and Bulma's bedroom, which was mostly dark aside from the dim light of the bedside lamp. She noticed a moving form in the bed, and hesitantly approached it as she tilted her head in observation of the strange form under the sheets. Upon hearing a moan of one voice, and a grunt from another, Goku gasped as the sheet slid lower, revealing the skin of Vegeta's back as Bulma's face turned towards Goku beneath him. Goku and Bulma met eyes as Vegeta froze his movements in response to the earlier sound and the expression he now saw on Bulma's face. Bulma let out a scream as Goku gasped again and stepped back with an apologetic expression. Vegeta turned his head towards Goku, growling through his teeth as he pushed off of Bulma.
"Kakarot! What are you doing in here?!" Vegeta yelled as Bulma glared angrily at Goku and used the sheets to cover herself. Vegeta stood from the bed and Goku's eyes widened as she froze, her eyes fixating on Vegeta's naked body as he approached her.
"S-sorry!" Goku exclaimed with a nervous chuckle, looking from Vegeta to Bulma. "How was I supposed to know what you were doing right now?" She claimed defensively as her eyes veered again towards the naked man in front of her. Bulma abruptly threw the sheets at Vegeta as she also stood from the bed, grabbing her clothing which lay on the ground beside it. She marched over to Goku, waving her finger angrily in the other woman's face as she used her other hand to hold the clothing against herself, covering her naked body. Goku retreated a few steps from the angered woman with a grimace as Bulma yelled.
"This is why you should be more careful with that instantaneous movement of yours!" Bulma scolded irately. She crossed her arms and frowned deeply as she haughtily turned away from Goku. "How rude!" She exclaimed as she closed her eyes indignantly.
"But Bulma, you like when I use my instantaneous movement when you need my help!" Goku claimed as she tilted her head and studied her friend's angry expression with confusion. Bulma growled irritably as Vegeta approached the women again, having slipped on a pair of pants during the distraction of their short argument. He gently pushed Bulma aside as he closed in on Goku, glaring angrily at her.
"Kakarot, what do you want?" He asked bluntly, as Goku turned to face him with a clueless expression.
"Umm…" She faltered, blushing and biting her lip as she struggled to focus on remembering why she was coming there in the face of this embarrassing and distracting encounter. Vegeta smirked arrogantly, realizing what had Goku so flustered.
"Maybe I should rephrase that." He said proudly as he crossed his arms. "Why did you come here?" Goku frowned at Vegeta, knowing he was amused by her discomfort.
"Yeah, why did you come here, Goku?" Bulma asked hostilely as she drew Goku's attention back to her, glaring and making Goku nervous. Bulma's expression softened, turning to one of worry as she took in Goku's nervous look. "Is there something wrong?" She asked with genuine concern.
"No! No, nothing's wrong." Goku responded quickly, shaking her head. "But…you know what? It wasn't important. I'll tell you later." She answered with a nervous chuckle. Bulma frowned in confusion at Goku's answer as Vegeta smirked and nodded knowingly. Goku met Vegeta's eyes, staring blankly at his arrogant expression.
"Gok-" Bulma began objecting as Goku suddenly disappeared from the room, and Bulma stopped in mid-speech, pulling her arms to her chest in surprise at the startling exit. She turned to Vegeta, who calmly stared into the blank space Goku had previously occupied. "What do you think that was about?" She asked Vegeta. Vegeta shook his head before quickly returning his attention to Bulma.
"Who knows? Obviously Kakarot wants something." Vegeta said dismissively as he looked Bulma up and down. "But so do I." He added with a devious smirk as he tore Bulma's clothing from her grip, exposing the beautiful woman before him as he caressed her and the two quickly returned to the bed. Bulma began unfastening Vegeta's pants with a determined expression as she lay beneath him, then stopped abruptly. She looked to the other side of the room with a look of worry as Vegeta frowned in disappointment.
"Do you think she might come back?" Bulma asked worriedly as she fixated her gaze on the area where Goku had just appeared earlier. Vegeta groaned in contempt as he followed Bulma's gaze and pulled away from her.
"No." He said as he quickly kissed Bulma, attempting to distract her worried thoughts. Bulma kissed him back, but Vegeta could sense her hesitation in the way she kissed and caressed him now. He pulled away from her, studying her face as he questioned her. "Are you going to worry about her or me?" Vegeta moved in for another kiss and Bulma pulled away, frowning in disappointment.
"I'm sorry, Vegeta. But I just can't stop thinking that Goku's going to show up any second now!" Bulma announced with frustration as Vegeta propped himself on his knees and Bulma climbed from the bed. Vegeta huffed angrily as he plopped into the bed on his back. With a heavy sigh of disappointment, Bulma headed into the adjoining bathroom, changing for bed.
"Damn you, Kakarot." Vegeta grumbled to himself as he shook his head in disbelief at the evening's interruption. "I told you not to come around here." He muttered with slight annoyance as he settled his head into the pillow, sighing heavily before his eyes grew heavy, and he soon fell asleep.
Vegeta finished breakfast the following morning, fully satisfied from both his fulfilling breakfast and the way Bulma had made up for last night earlier in bed. He sighed contently as Trunks sat beside his father, mirroring his mannerisms as he finished his own meal. Vegeta smiled proudly at his son for a moment, before turning his attention to the distracting call of Bulma's mother.
"Vegeta! Trunks! Are you all finished with breakfast now?" She asked as she walked to the table with a large smile.
"Yeah, Grandma! It was really good!" Trunks said as he jumped from his chair with a wide smile, holding his plate out to his grandmother.
"Good!" Mrs. Briefs said as she accepted the empty plate and returned to the kitchen with it. She glanced over her shoulder from her place at the sink as she added, "Vegeta, can you bring your dish here please?" Vegeta scowled at the woman. When would these Earthlings learn that the prince of all Saiyans does not do chores? Then again, this woman was Bulma's mother. It wasn't too surprising that she expected this of him. And Bulma would shriek and holler once she found out he refused her mother the simple action. Vegeta rolled his eyes with a groan as he reluctantly brought the plate to Mrs. Briefs, withholding eye contact as he placed the dish on the counter beside her and turned away.
"Oh! Thank you, Vegeta!" Mrs. Briefs exclaimed suddenly to Vegeta's back as she turned to notice the plate. Vegeta jumped when he felt a pinch on his backside, and turned to face Mrs. Briefs with a disbelieving expression. She giggled flirtatiously, covering her mouth as she returned to her work at the sink, and Vegeta scoffed as he walked away. She was definitely just like her daughter, just without any sense.
Vegeta headed downstairs, searching for Bulma where he expected to find her working in the lab. He didn't know, nor care, what she was currently working on. But something had been keeping her busy down there lately. He opened the first door, closing it quickly as he found the room empty. When he opened the second one, he walked into the room, satisfied to have found Bulma exactly where he expected to.
"Vegeta. What are you doing down here?" Bulma asked distractedly as she only glanced from her computer for a moment at the sound of the door opening and his footsteps approaching. She returned to typing quickly, squinting into the computer screen with a focused expression as Vegeta frowned at her.
"You were supposed to fix the gravity chamber." Vegeta prompted as Bulma raised her eyebrows in surprise and finally pulled her attention from the computer as she turned to look at him.
"Yes. You just broke it yesterday, Vegeta." She answered, frowning back at him. "I have other things to do besides fixing the things you break all the time." Bulma said sternly as she returned her gaze to the computer screen once again.
"I would think after this morning, you'd be more than willing to fix that for me today." Vegeta said with an arrogant smirk as Bulma turned to him once again, gaping at his audacity.
"Vegeta. Did you ever consider that maybe this morning wouldn't have happened if the gravity chamber weren't broken in the first place?" Bulma challenged, cocking an eyebrow at Vegeta arrogantly as he scoffed at her claim. She returned to the computer, taking a sip of coffee as she continued speaking to Vegeta without looking at him. "Admit it. You would have been out there training before I even woke up this morning. Now, I have work to do here. Important work." She added pointedly as she turned to Vegeta with a smirk. "So I will fix the gravity chamber when I'm done here. Whenever that is. You'll just have to wait." She added haughtily as she spun in her chair, dismissively turning her back to Vegeta as she walked off into the lab to fetch materials. Vegeta frowned deeply as he left the lab at a hurried pace, yelling for Trunks. If he couldn't have the assistance of added gravity to intensify his training, at least Trunks should pose some sort of a challenge. At the very least, the boy could use more training.
Vegeta tsked disappointedly as he watched his son practicing the moves they had been doing together for the last hour. It was only an hour, but the boy was acting like he was getting tired already. He was slowing down, breathing heavy and dragging his feet.
"Trunks!" Vegeta called loudly as the boy turned to his father, immediately powering down as his blonde hair fell smoothly against his head and the purple coloring faded back into it. Vegeta glared at the change as the boy stepped right in front of his father, looking up expectantly as he breathed heavily with the exertion of his workout. "Why did you power down?" Vegeta asked disapprovingly as Trunks frowned guiltily.
"I…thought it was time for a break." Trunks explained warily as his father continued glaring at him.
"I will tell you when it is time for a break!" Vegeta scolded as Trunks puckered his bottom lip, looking like he was ready to cry. "Don't cry!" Vegeta yelled as he glared more harshly at his son. Trunks bit his lip hard, nodding in agreement as he struggled to reign in the tears he felt coming. Vegeta shook his head and huffed in frustration at the sight. "We'll take a break for lunch." He relented as Trunks smiled with relief, too quickly. "But after lunch, you are going to train twice as hard as you are right now! You're getting lazy, Trunks!" Vegeta scolded strictly as Trunks frowned in disappointment again.
"Vegeta! Trunks is just a boy!" A woman scolded harshly from the house as Vegeta winced at the angry tone in her voice. "Stop being so tough on him!" Vegeta turned to face her, glaring daringly back at the infuriated, protective mother.
"This is nothing compared to my training as a child!" Vegeta retorted. "You know nothing about being a warrior, Bulma. So stay out of it!" He shouted back at the house with a glare as Bulma was waving Trunks towards her and the boy was already obediently approaching his mother.
"I am Trunks' mother! I know more about him than anybody!" Bulma responded as Trunks reached her at the door and she possessively wrapped an arm around Trunks' shoulder, shooing the relieved boy into the house. "So I will not stay out of it. If he doesn't want to train anymore today, he doesn't have to!" She added with a firm nod and smug smile as she turned to follow Trunks in the house, muttering to herself. "The only people I know who never get tired of training are you and Goku. Crazy Saiyans." Bulma walked inside as Vegeta raised an eyebrow at overhearing Bulma's comment. That was true. No one would make a better challenge for training than Goku. But he wasn't going near her. Especially after her awkward appearance last night. The last thing he needed was for her to think he was pursuing her again. Vegeta followed his family into the house with a frown, settling for the simple enjoyment of another meal.
Vegeta settled for training himself the rest of the day, feeling frustrated and unsatisfied with the limitations he had to settle for around the grounds of Capsule Corporation, and without any longer having Trunks' assistance. He trained into the evening, only deciding to head indoors when dinnertime arrived. As Vegeta turned to head inside, he startled when he suddenly sensed a powerful presence just behind him. He glanced over his shoulder, frowning at the sight of Goku, standing with one hand clapped firmly over her eyes.
"Vegeta?" She questioned as he turned to her and silently crossed his arms with an amused smirk. "Vegeta!" She called louder, reaching her free hand forward and carefully approaching him. "Bulma isn't with you, is she?" Goku questioned, knowing Vegeta was there. Vegeta chuckled briefly as Goku raised her eyebrows at the sound, and slowly, hesitantly uncovered her eyes. She breathed a heavy sigh of relief when she recognized the outdoor scenery before setting her sight on Vegeta.
"Kakarot." Vegeta said expectantly as he waited for her to explain why she was showing up two days in a row now. "I guess you can't follow a simple agreement, can you?" He asked mockingly. Goku frowned seriously as she stared at Vegeta.
"I'm not here for you, Vegeta. I just want someone to train with." She admitted, maintaining her serious expression before taking a curious glance around the grounds of Capsule Corporation. She returned her gaze to Vegeta after taking in his worn, sweaty appearance, and the lack of anyone else around. "Don't you?" She added knowingly with a challenging smirk. Vegeta's smirk grew at the challenge.
"Be here tomorrow morning, Kakarot." He responded as he withheld his excitement from her, before turning away again, heading into the house as Goku smiled after him in satisfaction. Tomorrow was going to be fun.
