A/N: Look who is back, and see what they are bringing with them for you all! That's right, after around a month of very little activity for a variety of reasons the writer you know and might like is back! No idea why it took so long to finally edit this chapter, but no matter it is here and with it the finale of the 'Arrival' Saga in Gohan's Blonde Future. Our buxom blonde killer android turned jaw-dropping bodyguard from the future having at last met up with Gohan, events are picking up the pace. But things are not all story time and jokes for the new pair, because now they will face the greatest danger of all...what will Chi-Chi do when her son brings home a girl like Eighteen? Find out now on Gohan's Blonde Future!
Son Home, That Evening:
The back door of the house making a creaking noise as a small hand pushed it open, it stayed that way for a moment before a jet of black hair popped through it, "Okay, Eighteen...it doesn't look like she's around right now..." Gohan said turning to look both further down the hallway as well as back at his Mom's room, wherever Chi-Chi was at the moment, it wasn't where she would catch them sneaking in, "...Follow me to my room, okay?..." Stepping inside his own home with the tenderness that could only come from years of avoiding his mother and tutors when there were more important things to do than homework, he started down towards his room. "...You can stay in there while I get everything..."
The girl pushing the slightly ajar door open a bit more so she could fit through, as embarrassing as it was that she would even need to, Eighteen followed him across the surprisingly much cleaner floors than when she had first gone through the house, "Does your Mom clean often?...I don't remember the place looking as...nice earlier..." Turning her gaze to scan all across the hall, the blonde was fairly certain she was right, not only were the floors spotless, but the dust and splinters that had found their way into the living room when she knocked the door down were gone too, "...The exact opposite of the lab..." Another fuzzy image from her time in the future Bulma's custody, everywhere she had looked the woman's lab space seemed cluttered and covered in oil...at least the table she had been on was clean…
"...Lab? What lab are you talking about?..." The door to the bathroom going by them while they moved at a snail's pace, just in case Chi-Chi were to appear; it didn't take a genius to know she'd flip at seeing a girl with a body like Eighteen's with her son even if she was there to protect him, "...Do you mean Bulma's? It's usually clean whenever I've come over..." The boy holding his shoes in his hands to stay silent, he had gotten dressed on the way back from the lake while Eighteen was still clad in only the skimpy little dress she'd taken off Maron's bodacious figure; the girl having not stolen some shoes to go along with her explosive number. The pair arriving at the second door on their left now, Gohan stopped, gently pushing it open with one hand before signaling for the blonde to pass through it, "...Anyway, here we are...welcome to my room...eheheh..." He said blushing a little as he let her inside, it was already weird enough bringing someone else into his room, never mind the fact that it was a girl.
Taking tentative steps into the smaller space, Eighteen saw that it was still just as she had last seen it, completed homework papers still stacked up high, all of them baring an A+ mark while still being covered in notes about how to improve his work in red ink, "...Great...now you know what I need, right?..." Those beautiful blue eyes of hers darting down to him, her blonde hair swishing to one side as she made her point, honestly the sooner she could stop with this crap she'd be happy. "...I need some nice clothes to wear...not..." Reaching down with one hand to tug at the maroon dress she was wearing, the android felt her cheeks tint a little, she wanted to show how flimsy it was, but really there was no way of doing so without ripping it off entirely or at the very least cause one of her boobs to slip out; and if she had one more person see her naked today she'd lose it!
"...Not anything revealing...understand?..." She asked a little more sternly than she had intended to. Gohan was still pretty young, but she'd seen plenty of situations like this before where the attractive older girl ends up wearing something embarrassing because of her younger friend, "...No bikinis, or skirts...or costumes...I just need some regular clothes..." A memory that Bulma had implanted into her data banks from when the bluenette was still a teenager it only added to her worries, after all, she'd be damned if she went to bed tonight in a bunny girl outfit!
Simply nodding his head up and down, black spikes waving around with him, Gohan smiled reassuringly at her, "...I got it, Eighteen. Something pretty, but not something Master Roshi would give as a gift..." The lad grinning so much he closed his eyes, big happy teeth beaming up at her it was so wide, the blonde could feel a match in her files to that smile, "...Now just wait here and I'll be right back, k?..." His small, but obviously well-trained, frame spinning on his heel, it wasn't until Gohan was halfway out the door that she got a match. An old picture of he former target, Goku popping up in her eyes, it was a photo of him as a kid, holding up a 'V' sign while posing with a teenage Bulma, that same grin spread wide across his face, "...You can count on me; I know exactly what to look for!..." The boy's voice fading as he shut the door behind him, not that his new friend was really listening to him at this point, her mind only half paying attention, the rest concentrating on that image in her head.
The picture taken a decade ago even in her current time disappearing moments after she had gleaned everything she needed to from it though, it was only when the door shut behind the kid that Eighteen realized what he had said, "...A gift from...Roshi?..." Blinking a couple more times as she searched up the name, her eyebrows shot up when in bright red font and all caps the word, 'DANGER' started flashing over her eyes when she opened his file, "...What the...why did Bulma install this on his fi—" Her blue orbs soon growing to the size of dinner plates when she saw the many examples of the old man's perversion flying across her pupils, it seemed like he had done almost everything imaginable, groping girl's butts, putting his face in a random blonde's breasts, and some sort of trade…
"...Well if that isn't a reason to question her genius then I don't know what is..." Eighteen blushing a little more at how her bluenette creator had flashed the old man more than she knew for a dragon ball, she soon closed the file again, "...Either way, I guess I'll make note of that for later..." Tucking some wayward hair behind her ear again, she finished looking around the room, the cleanliness of it, the perfectly made bed, and drapes...not even a toy scattered across the floor, "...This Chi-Chi though...is she really this bad?..." She thought, not that the blonde had much to go on, apart from Gohan being uneasy about her catching them together she seemed like a regular mom, if a little high strung based off of the homework corrections, still though… What if she was the type to lose her mind over the smallest little thing?...
The open question running about in her mind the more she looked around, the place looked more like a ritzy university study hall instead of a ten year old's room, "...Oh well...I guess I'll find out when I have to meet her..." Crossing her arms behind her head, she leaned against the desk, waiting for Gohan to return with some clothes for her to wear, and maybe this time she could get something more permanent. It would certainly more than blow her cover if she started disintegrating men on the sidewalk because they're bothering her while out shopping for new clothes...plus it might get her mistaken for one of the evil androids...speaking of which...she still had yet to see Seventeen…
Eighteen pondering the question of her older twin brother while she waited in her protectee's room, ironically enough so that he could protect her from the wrath of his harpy like mother, Chi-Chi, Gohan meanwhile was in her room, "...Okay, so what would a girl like Eighteen like to wear?..." The young man asking himself out loud, shutting the bedroom door behind him. He figured that at this point if his Mom hadn't picked up on them being home then she was likely out, perhaps at the store getting more meat...man, he could so with some right about now, "...She said something nice, but not a Roshi gift..." Smiling to himself a little at the thought, he recalled his Dad's stories about the old man and the things he and Krillin would have to wear just so he could annoy a girl.
Walking back across the same space that his android companion had not too long before, the bra she had torn apart was gone, the cups, even the tag all cleaned up, as was the picture she smashed from the table, "...Hmm...I wonder what of Mom's she would like?..." Passing by the dresser, if his mother filled hers like she did his, which was likely, then he had no reason to look in there; Eighteen had specifically asked for regular clothes, not underwear, "...Maybe there is something in here?..." Opening up the closet door the boy instantly felt his face sink, the entire thing being filled with the same boring...stuffy...purple and yellow outfit she always seemed to be wearing, "...And suddenly I know why Mom never seems to change..." Giving all the dresses a sullen look before opening the doors all the way, there had to be something else in there!
"...C'mon...no way these are the only clothes you ever wore..." The little half saiyan growing a bit more impatient as he pulled the many purple dresses to the side while he looked for any other kind of clothes to bring the icy blonde, and after a few minutes of searching, he finally found some! "...Aha! There we go!..." Exclaiming happily, the boy at long last getting a hold of something tangible that the older girl would put on without getting upset with him, Gohan pulling up a box labeled 'Old Clothes' this had to be it! "...Now this should be a lot...better?..." His voice getting higher in surprise, taking the lid off he held up what looked like a helmet with a blade on top...below that a matching blue set of metal bra and panties…
There was no good way of answering the questions this discovery brought up for the boy, "...Why do I get the feeling that I shouldn't have opened this box?..." Gohan asked himself as he gently fit the lid back onto it, another, much larger box marked, 'Tournament' on top of it catching his eye instead, but just as he pushed the first container out of the way, his small hands going for the second one way in the back of the closet...he heard the door behind him open...Chi-Chi was home. Freezing at that sound, his head slowly turning around to look up, there she was, an irritated look on her face while she stood there, hands on her hips staring down at him, "...Heheh...H—Hi, Mom...y...you're back already?..." He managed to get out, one of the woman's eyebrows cocking up at him.
"Gohan...what are you doing looking through Mommy's clothes?..." Chi-Chi asked him, her dark pupils moving over to the box he was reaching for, noticing how her purple dresses were pushed to the side before spotting the one that he had only just gotten closed again, "...And after I told you never to look through my clothes..." She said with enough sternness in her voice for it almost to seem like a growl as she just short of glared at him, thoughts running through her mind as to why he would want to go digging in her old stuff anyway, "...There better be a good explanation for this..." The woman's foot beginning to tap while she crossed her arms over her chest, the baggy material doing the exact opposite of what made Eighteen so annoyed with her current outfit.
Trying his best to put on an innocent grin, Gohan merely pulled himself to his feet, making an effort at arriving there as far away from where he had been sitting near the boxes when she first arrived as possible, "...Heheh...well you see, Mom...I kind of need some of them...for a friend of mine..." The young half saiyan not knowing at all what he was getting himself into while he rubbed the back of his head, as much as he thought what he was saying would convince his mother that he was only doing a good deed for someone, "...She really needs something to wear...and I thought that since you have some you don't use all that often..." All the boy was in fact doing was digging a hole for himself so deep even the third coming of Freeza wouldn't compare to it.
That eyebrow of hers starting to tick now, Chi-Chi couldn't believe what she was hearing, "...A...a girl needs my clothes...you brought...a girl into my house?..." Looking at her son with an expression somewhere between shock, and absolute horror, she didn't know which one to go with, both of them were so equally terrible! "...There is a girl...here...who needs you...to get her clothes..." Raven black hair falling across her eyes, the more she thought about it the madder she got...how dare she...how dare some random hussy enter her home and then make her son find her things to wear… Maybe...maybe she was the one who had practically destroyed her blessed household an hour ago! "...Gohan...I need you to tell me...right now...who is this girl?..." Fists shaking with rage, Chi-Chi was close to completely blowing her top.
Unfortunately for Gohan though he had a little too much of his Dad in him for his own good; that bright smile spreading across his face, he was happy she wanted to know more about this new person he'd started getting to know, "...Oh, she's great, Mom!..." He said with that big, dumb grin, his joy coming from still having just met his first new friend since Mr. Piccolo clouding his mind, "...She's Eighteen, she's very nice, kind of stern like Mr. Piccolo, but with blonde hair..." Chi-Chi listening to each and every word her son said, hearing all his praise and compliments towards this random she-beast that had broken into their home and trashed it before brainwashing her little boy...there was one detail though that stuck in her mind as far worse than the rest.
"...Did...did you say this girl is...eighteen?..." His mother asked him, her eyes disappearing entirely now beneath her bangs, her entire body going stiff as she concentrated her energy back into her core rather than wasting it shaking, "...A girl that is eighteen is here...in this house...and she needs clothes?..." Posing this question to her son, even though there was no sign at all of her eyes, somehow Gohan got the strong feeling she had him in a death glare, it reminded him a lot of Vegeta's when he found out they had stolen his dragon balls on Namek… Slowly taking in a big gulp of air to steady himself, it was hard, the poor boy had no idea what had caused the atmosphere in the room to change so drastically so quickly.
That grin leaving his face, Gohan rubbed the back of his neck a lot more cautiously now, his eyes dropping at the intensity of the aura she was giving off, "...Yeah...Mom...I said she's Eighteen...What's wrong with that?..." The sullen look in his eyes looking up at her, waiting for an answer, several moments passed, so many that he may as well have been waiting for a bad guy to power up. Chi-Chi finally moving though, she leisurely turned around, her gaze remaining hidden from his view before the brunette walked out of the room...making her way back down the hallway towards...his room…
Gohan starting to go after her, he came to a screeching halt when he saw her shoot a hand back at him, her outwardly faced palm a clear sign that he was not to follow her, a pair of bright red eyes glowing beneath her bangs "...Some eighteen year old hussy is after my boy..." She said under her breath, wasting no time at all in arriving at his bedroom door, her feet gliding across the floors with so much ease it seemed as if she were floating, "...Trying to taint his innocent academic mind with filth..." The wooden door decorated with the word, 'Gohan' on the front in the prettiest way she could have it written to show her love for him.
Pausing, Chi-Chi taking in a deep breath to prepare herself for the ass kicking to come. She didn't like having to do this...but some women needed to learn their place when it came to her family. With Kami as her witness she would protect her precious little Gohan's mind from all the perverted ideas that came from seeing a girl undressed, he would not be seeing anything today and that was that! Raising her foot to the door, the time was now that she defended her son! But on the other side of the door however, the 'eighteen year old' was still biding her time until that precious son of hers returned.
Eighteen gently getting back up from where she had been leaning on Gohan's desk the entire time while she waited for the boy to come back, the blonde let out a sigh. Her well-endowed chest being squeezed by the constricting material of Maron's dress, the stupid outfit was really getting on her nerves at this point. Glancing over at the door to make sure the kid had indeed locked it when he left, she smiled, glad that at least there was a guy somewhere that respected her privacy. The sound of footsteps arriving just outside the doorway, she knew he must have been back, probably about to tell her he was putting her change of clothes on the ground outside. A small smile appearing on her lips at least one thing was going her way today, finally she would have some decent clothes to wear, now all she had to do was take off these slutty ones. Eighteen clutching the bottom of her dress before slowly pulling it up her body, the material rising higher and higher along her bare skin, it was just reaching her ribcage when suddenly the door slammed open in front of her!
"...YOU STAY AWAY FROM MY PURE-HEARTED SON, YOU LITTLE HUS-" Chi-Chi kicking down the door as she let her anger loose, ready to charge in and beat some bimbo ass for daring to mess with her Gohan, she paused. Her jaw dropping wide open at what she saw, it was just when she forced down the door that Eighteen peeled the rest of her dress up and over her chest, the blonde's huge double E boobies slipping out from underneath the tight material like a couple of water balloons before bouncing back up on her chest again, her light pink nipples sticking up from just how naturally perky her breasts were. The poor android's face freezing as well, she just stood there, Eighteen's normally icy blue eyes shrinking to the size of pinpricks, her perfect teeth gritting together as Chi-Chi stared, slacked jawed, her red eyes reverting back into huge white saucers at the blonde's new revealed mamaries.
The two ladies staying like that for a moment, Eighteen staring at the older woman with a look that said everything anyone would ever need to know about just how much she hated her life at the moment; while Chi-Chi, the brunette unable to stop gawking at the naked blonde girl in front of her, her first thought, while one she wasn't proud of being, '...There is no way this girl is eighteen...' Huge flabbergasted eyes roaming up and down the body that for all intents and purposes was the closest to perfection she had ever seen, it didn't take long for her to notice that as feminine and well-endowed the intruder was...her body, while understated in that regard, was toned...just like she remembered hers was when she trained all the time.
Removing everything else from her mind once that hit her, Chi-Chi watched as the nude blonde let the dress she'd just taken off drop to the floor, her arms crossing over her large chest, the upward movement of her breasts that a guy would focus on ignored as she noticed the strong muscles moving beneath her skin. Scanning lower her stomach was the same way, she wasn't sporting a six pack or even close to one, but there was no getting around the fact that she was much more well built than any normal top heavy floozy. Watching Eighteen's mortified expression transform into one of pure anger at being walked in on right as she exposed herself, Chi-Chi's too went back into combat mode. No matter how much of a girly girl she seemed at first glance, the mother of one knew that in truth...she was a bigger threat than her body could possible reveal her to be.
Gohan suddenly feeling the ground shake under him, the boy was so concentrated on wondering why his Mom had froze when she opened his door that he fell over, the door to her room closing behind him right as Chi-Chi charged! "AHHHHH! WHO THE HELL ARE YOU!?..." Roaring at the top of her lungs while she launched one tightly clenched fist at the naked girl, a blow Eighteen easily caught, even though it surprised her how fast the older woman was able to send it her way before she reacted, "...I said...Who the HELL are you?!..." Yelling out her question again, Chi-Chi sent a kick up at her target, the strange girl's short blonde hair blowing around as she blocked it with one hand, the other tightly clasped across her bare breasts.
As obvious as it was for her that Gohan's Mom wasn't anywhere near as powerful as she was, it was still annoying for Eighteen to fend off her blows one handed, '...Ugh! Of all the things to happen today!...' She thought to herself right as she blocked another kick, a sudden stinging in her right shoulder causing her to nearly fumble the precious cargo she was concealing, '...His Mom...His...MOM walks in and sees me naked!...' Eighteen yelling in her head, absolutely fuming at this point that no matter what she seemed to do there was no getting around other women getting an eyeful of her. Feeling her arm nearly slip as she dodged to the side to evade one more attack, the girl tightened her grip, if she could destroy an entire civilization then she should have no problem holding her boobs in while fighting an old woman.
Another hit, this time in the form of round kick slamming into her left arm as she held it up to protect her face, it was quickly becoming clear the brunette was much more than she appeared as well, "...You still haven't answered me yet!..." Taking another swipe at the dodging blonde, the Son wife had to brace herself when the nude girl sent a burst of wind into her face, the force of it nearly knocking her back had she not recalled Goku using that same technique on her in the battle where he won her hand, "...What...are...you...doing...with...my...SON!?..." A flurry of punches and kicks raining down on her, Eighteen was forced to drop her hand from her chest to fend them off, her heavy boobs bouncing back out into the open again, Chi-Chi saw her chance to take advantage of this floozy's mistake.
The woman ducking below one of the android's punches, she shot her fist up like a lightning bolt in an uppercut towards one of the big honeydew sized vulnerabilities on her chest! It may have been years since she fought professionally, but Chi-Chi still knew a quick way to knock an opponent out of the match when she saw one! That fist of hers flying up to hit the blonde where she knew from experience hurt like hell when it happened accidentally training with Goku, just before it made contact, she felt a set of fingers wrap around her wrist. The housewife's eyes popping open at how fast her body seemed to glide through the air, Eighteen spun her around so that her back was to her, twisting her wrist around her back while locking her neck in a choke hold.
A few small gasps leaving Chi-Chi's lips, she could feel her whole world going dark, the sound of a female voice reaching her before it all went out, "...Would you cool it, already?… I'm not after your son; I am here to protect him!..." The woman's mind registering what she was hearing while it all seemed to drift away from her, just like that the pressure on her neck went away, the deepest breath of fresh air Chi-Chi had ever had rushed into her lungs while she stumbled forward onto the ground panting heavily, "...Now will you calm down?… I promise you have no reason to worry, Mrs. Son..." Dark black hair falling across her back while she tentatively rose to her feet, again the mother turned to look at her.
The girl standing there with both arms crossed over top of her chest now when she looked at her, it was clear that between how she was speaking and that she hadn't let her black out...at the very least she was not an enemy, "...Alright then..." Chi-Chi got out while she continued to catch her breath, all the fighting and then being basically strangled had taken the wind out of her for now, "...I believe you, eighteen year old blonde girl stripping in my son's room..." The bite from he words simmering in the android's ego for a few moments as the older woman steadied herself, she didn't say anything, rather waiting for her to finish before she decided to wipe the smirk growing on her lips right off her face, "...Let's get you some clothes..."
Both women finally dropping their fists, it was over, but while the fighting may have been done between them, the action was not yet at its end. The sounds of one more set of small feet rushing down the hallway, both women looked at each other, in the lull after their fighting came to an end both of them seemed to forget in some ways that Eighteen was still completely naked, the well-endowed blonde standing there with just her arms to cover her nude body. If Gohan looked in now there was no way he'd miss seeing...everything that would turn a boy into a man in the blink of an eye,"...MOM, WAIT! DON'T FIGHT HER! EIGHTEEN'S ON OUR SIDE! SHE..." The boy's feet coming to a screeching halt when he arrived at the doorway to his bedroom, even he couldn't believe the sight he was seeing.
Moving as fast as she possibly could, Chi-Chi acted both for the innocence of her son as well as the dignity of the poor girl she'd only just been trying to knock out cold. Reacting before even the android beauty did, the brave mother shot to her feet, her deep purple dress flying up over her head as she dashed in front of her, Chi-Chi managed to hold it up in the air in front of Eighteen! The mom hiding the blonde's spectacular body just in the nick of time! The three of them facing each other, the two Sons, mother and son panting from how quickly they had been moving, while their exposed guest stayed motionless, the purple dress spread out between her and the others just barely concealing every inch of her bare flesh.
Gohan's eyes moving across his mother for a moment, he didn't even notice the fact that Eighteen was disrobed behind the newly minted curtain, instead the young man quickly cupping his hands over his face, "...Mom! Wh...Why are you in your underwear?..." Blonde eyebrows moving up as the android looked over her barrier, she had to admit that even she was surprised at what the woman had done to protect her honor. "...Ahhh! You weren't lending Eighteen your clothes; were you?..." Her dress held up behind her with both hands while her son yammered on hysterically, Chi-Chi was standing there in just her her normal white panties and chest bindings...she had embarrassed herself in front of her own son...to protect her...a person not a moment ago she was fighting… "...Listen, I'm sorry, okay?...I'll just go make some tea!..."
The boy shooting off again at understandably a much faster speed than he had been going while heading to his room, Chi-Chi, a deep red blush spread across her face, gently let her arms drop, a deep sigh leaving her lips, "...There...I can't believe how close that was..." She let out, her eyes closing just so she could somehow center herself, the fact that her son, her precious, precious little boy, had been mere moments from seeing a grown girl naked was...a lot to bear, "...Are you alright, back there?..." The mother turning around to look at Eighteen, even with the danger passed she still looked worried...but it couldn't possibly be...for her?…
Feeling quite a bit more nude than she had been while the makeshift curtain was still up, the android still felt better now, knowing full well that Gohan wouldn't chance another look at his mom half decent to come back, "...Yes, I am...thank you for that..." Eighteen nodded her head, that beautiful silky blonde hair moving with her as if it were made of water, of all the things she'd gone through that day, giving the kid she was forced to protect a full frontal look at her body would have been the last straw, "...I don't know what I would have done if he'd caught me..." Those icy blue eyes warming up a little with her words, Chi-Chi simply shook her head, closing hers again the more she thought about it.
"...I don't know what I would do either for that matter..." The older woman smiled as she started putting her dress back together so that she could get dressed again, Eighteen now picking up the dress from Maron she had only just stripped off to provide at least some cover, she heard a chuckle, Chi-Chi still shaking her head slowly back and forth as she looked her over, "...I don't even let him watch PG movies, but you..." Her mind still reeling from the sight she saw when she kicked down the door, Eighteen's huge, round double Es bouncing out into their natural globe like shapes before her very eyes, even as another woman she couldn't get over how spectacular the blonde's body was. No doubt in her mind of the effects such a figure would have on her son the longer she looked at the buxom girl...she smiled, "...One eyeful of you is worse than any R movie he'd ever see..."
Son Home, Kitchen Table:
The span of a few minutes passing by since the conclusion of their brief fight, Eighteen and Chi-Chi found themselves sitting at the small round table in the middle of her kitchen, the blonde at long last fully clothed. "You can call me Chi-Chi by the way..." The brunette said placing the kettle down on the table after pouring each of them a hot cup of tea, her eyes moving from her guest and back to her own cup to stir in the milk and sugar she added in, "...As much as I love my Goku, for some reason the whole 'Mrs.' part seems too formal when I'm at home..."
The eyeful that Chi-Chi had given her son really seemed to have done a number on him, it wasn't every day after all you saw your super stuffy mother in nothing, but a pair of panties and chest bindings. In fact it had freaked him out so much he had put everything he had into preparing the best pot of tea he could, his mom enjoying her first sip now that she was dressed again. "...Ahhh...that's nice...now, I'm afraid I never caught your name..." The older woman giving her tea mate a friendly smile, a night and day look from where they had been not too long ago, the android couldn't complain, not after what she had stopped her son from seeing when she stripped herself to conceal her bare-naked body, "...Gohan seemed to think it was eighteen..." She said with a small giggle.
Sitting rigidly in her chair, while it may not have been her first or even third choice in terms of practicality, Eighteen was grateful to no longer be dressed like a club girl now. A pair of slightly loose red pants covering her legs, at long last the blonde had on something a little sturdier, even if it was silk that was covering her chest in its entirety. "Yes, it is...my name is Eighteen...Android Eighteen if you want to be specific..." the girl looking down at her tea, her eyes naturally drifted to the spectacularly colored dress she was given, the sapphire blue material a little ornate, but by far the nicest thing in terms of coverage she could have asked for, "...As Gohan told you while I was...getting dressed, I was sent from the future to protect him..."
Listening to her speak intently, even with all the crap that had been going on lately, Chi-Chi was amazed at what she was hearing from the blonde, "...So you are an android then...well that makes me feel a little better for losing earlier!..." Giggling sweetly at her own joke, Eighteen couldn't help smiling with her, the woman happily chatting with her a completely different being from the one she had known up until now, the brunette soon turning to look her over once more, "...I'm glad you like the dress by the way, I don't wear it much anymore..." Taking another sip of her tea while the guardian of her son still had failed to so much as touch hers while it floated steam up in front of her, instead her blue eyes following Chi-Chi's as they kept looking her over, "...Truthfully I almost thought it wouldn't fit you...you know that was one heck of a shock when you-"
Eighteen's eyes popping open at the line of questioning they were heading down, Chi-Chi stopped when she saw the blush spreading across the blonde's cheeks. She had gotten what she wanted to find out, as little emotion and reaction as the supposed cyborg sitting with her showed, there seemed to be at least one way to make her show her human side, "...Heheh...Don't worry I'm not going to tease you about that, dear...You're among friends here..." Finishing her own cup of tea, the woman, despite being older was certainly far from old, being in her late twenties while the blonde appeared to be in the twenty one range, "...Still though...I've got to admit you've got an amazing body...and that's coming from a woman that follows the straight and narrow as a faith..."
The red tint eventually wearing down to a light pink the longer Eighteen listened to Gohan's mother go on, the android was still uncomfortable with the conversation bugging her in more ways than just how it would when Seventeen would needle her, "...Uhhh...thank you...I guess..." Flicking her eyes down to her tea, she finally picked it up, her pink lips wrapping around the edge to take a sip, Chi-Chi smiling even more at the girl starting to loosen up. Now that she knew she wasn't in any remote way after her precious boy, and if she indeed was going to be hanging around, it was important to get her on the same page...the right page… "...Mhmm...this is good tea..." Brushing some blonde hair out of her eyes, Eighteen smiled back at her, setting it back down on the saucer, her loosening up more an excuse to change topics than anything else.
"...Isn't it?..." The brunette giving her a cheesy grin while shutting her eyes just like Gohan had before, it was too bad today was still today...because so far karma was being a real pain in the ass to the future girl, "...Now, if you don't mind my asking becauseI know it won't stop bugging me..." Chi-Chi herself beginning to blush at this point, the blonde could feel her cheeks heating up as well, the cup of tea quickly returning to her mouth for several more forced sips, "...I understand that you're technically a cyborg, but...if you were designed to kill why did your creator give you...How do I put this?...Implants?..." Gohan busy at work completing a special bonus round of homework that had mysteriously appeared on his desk to do at some point after he made the tea, he was blissfully unaware of just how uncomfortable it was in the kitchen at the moment.
The blonde blinking a few times, uncomfortable was an understatement, "...Well...uhh..." Eighteen's blush going back to a medium red when she flicked her blue eyes over to the other woman at the table. It was only when she looked at her eyes did she notice that the woman wasn't inspecting the data chips in her head that she had thought weren't at all discernible...but instead her eyes were staring much lower than anything near her face… Finishing the cup of tea just to set it back down again, the blonde brushed some silky hair back before letting out a sigh, once more her luck had beaten her today, "...The doctor only added mechanical parts to my bone structure..." Eighteen said, Chi-Chi leaning in a bit further forward than she realized to listen to what the girl had to say, her eyes growing with every word she said, "...Apart from some cellular improvements...everything you saw is still...natural..."
The mother of one simply nodding her head for a moment, she slowly got up, wide white eyes staring straight ahead while she picked the tea cups off of the table, replacing them with larger mugs. The woman pouring a heavy helping of coffee into either one before sitting back down, she at last exhaled, "...I see...well...good for you, dear..." Closing her eyes just to try getting them back down to their normal size again, the woman couldn't believe what she had just been told!
Opening them back up again, Chi-Chi had to quickly look past her at Gohan's hastily repaired door to keep from staring, "...Be proud of them...mine are slightly on the larger side and they come in handy..." Enjoying the strong, eye opening flavor of the black coffee flowing down her throat, the housewife was finally cooling off from the next in what seemed like a series of surprises that came with the blonde android. Seeing that the door was still closed, she chanced a joke to lighten the mood, "...Gives my Goku a couple reasons to rush home from training, heheheh!..." Laughing at her own joke, it was a relief more than she would know to see Eighteen smile along with her, although she still didn't touch her new beverage.
"...I appreciate the compliments...Chi-Chi..." One delicate, but amazingly powerful hand reaching out to shake hers, Eighteen, with that one gesture could feel the pair of them growing more comfortable around one another, "...But you wouldn't believe the trouble I've had today..." The Son wife taking her hand in hers, a gentle grip keeping them together while they shook, the brunette only smiling even more as a certain something she came across while cleaning up her home from the future girl's first tour through its humble halls bounced back into her mind, "...And I'd appreciate it if we can put that...and all of it...behind us..." She said, with just as much friendliness as she had been up until now, though this time it held a certain air of certainty to it.
Nodding her head along with her, it was nice that they could finally relax, it was getting late and most everything had been explained one way or another, Chi-Chi was a sharp cookie so it hadn't taken long for her to get the picture, "...Consider it done..." Setting her mug down from taking another sip, the brunette folded her hands together on top of the table, the woman arching one eyebrow as she looked over the blonde sitting in front of her, the girl raising both of hers in response, "...But there is still one little thing that's bugging me..."
A knowing smile forming on Chi-Chi's lips while she looked the blonde over one last time, already sure of the answer, but still wanting to hear it as payment for making her run down to the store so late in the day, "...Would you mind explaining to me what made you so mad that you had to tear my favorite bra apart?..." Eighteen's face freezing as the woman called her on that one act she'd committed from a very personal place, she was just about to tell Gohan's mother to mind her own business when suddenly the woman started giggling.
The blonde leaning forward before pushing some golden strands of hair behind one ear, she sat up straight, smiling when she realized it wasn't a mean spirited joke, "...Don't worry about it, Eighteen...heheheh!..." Chi-Chi just kept on giggling, all the stressing she'd been doing since coming inside to find her house a mess...and then the stroke she nearly had finding out there was a naked girl in her son's room floating away, "...I've had that figured out since the moment I first saw you..." The blonde's eyebrows dropping at being had again so easily by a woman she was able to defeat, nigh without a few blows being landed. But as relieved as Eighteen was to finally see the sun set on today, she was even more relieved when the brunette winked at her...at least someone was on her side now…
A/N: I doubt anyone ever had trouble figuring out that Eighteen was at the very least eighteen years old before, not that her brother probably let her forget either. Thanks for reading the latest chapter, this one was a blast to write! For the year that this fic was on permanent hiatus and constantly facing deletion I thought about this chapter, the 'big scene' at its core one that was planned out by myself and my old beta long ago. Let me just start by saying that it was worth every second of waiting because how often do things like that just come along so organically? As someone who writes a lot of fan service, the answer is not often, usually it is forced, but this one seemed to just roll along on it's own.
Chi-Chi, the stuffy, stern mother on an overprotective rampage assuming the worst as she kicks down her son's bedroom door, only to find herself wide eyed and staring in shock as she sees a girl as curvy and well-endowed as Eighteen is completely naked. Even for myself I am feeling like it's a gold standard if I do say so, between Eighteen freezing in alarm, one more girl seeing her big boobs bouncing out into the open, as well as everything else that makes her a woman, it is abundantly clear to Chi-Chi in that instant that she walked in on another girl undressing...too good. Hands down one of my all time favorite scenes to write, and one that I am proud to have in this story, one more thing to add to Eighteen's stress and anger through her time in the present timeline as well as another good jabbing at her sensitivity over being so well-endowed. Just a couple things to keep in mind as the story progresses, not her boobs exactly, but sure, but mainly the stress and anger the android is feeling, kinda important.
Now, I know some people won't be too happy with this scene, both because of the amount of fan service in it as well as how that might contrast with this story's theme, but luckily they are few in number. As stated before, this story is meant to be more plot and action based than the majority of my stories which are sex and boob and general fan service oriented. At the same time though while action and plot will be more towards the forefront, coming chapters really emphasizing that since we're not at the fighting scenes just yet, fan service still has a place in this fic as it does in the whole Dragon Ball series.
No boobs bouncing every detail sentence, or guys constantly copping feels, but mainly ecchi humor, then with the odd servicy scene every now and again with bigger class A fan service scenes like Chi-Chi seeing Eighteen naked being more of a rarity rather than the focus. Thankfully the vast majority of my polling people voted to at the very least maintain the current status quo if not exceed it when it comes to such scenes in this story, I plan to keep it at the same levels anyway, but it's nice to hear. Plus, it is just a blast writing Eighteen with big breasts and the many troubles and embarrassing moments such a burden has on a girl who not only fights, but is of her personality. So while the big ecchi scenes will still be in this story, don't expect things to be overdone with constant service details or super long scenes like chapter 2 which I might just rewrite to an extent.
Lastly, the new poll is finally up! The last one for this story ended as stated above with almost everyone voting for Eighteen experiencing fan service moments provided they stick to the story. I fully agree with that and am glad most people seem to want the same, so far it's worked fairly well and although there are some larger service scenes ahead they do have a foundation in the plot. Now, the last poll in general asked about Bulma's best Dragon Ball fan service scenes. The winner of that poll being the first and most infamous one, when Bulma flashed a lot more than she thought when trading for Roshi's dragon ball. Just a fun poll because I love talking about the series, who knows how it could crop up in this or OTHER fics.
Without further ado though the new poll is this, 'In Gohan's Blonde Future Who Are You Looking Forward To Seeing Most?' I ask this because there are at least five characters that will be prominent in the story that haven't appeared yet and I was wondering who people were the most excited for. Remember for androids the ones with their number written like this '18' are the present timeline versions and those fully written out like 'Eighteen' are from the future timeline. That is all really, thank you all for reading and if you can, a REVIEW is always appreciated! Editing the next chapter so I'll see you all next time!
