The Old Switcheroo!

Chapter Two - Rude Awakening

Vegeta yawned, blinking as he tried to focus upon his surroundings. It didn't take him long to realize that he wasn't in Capsule Corp. He rose an eyebrow as everything clearly came into view. The room he was in was small, alot smaller than his own back at Capsule Corp. The bed he was laying in was alot bigger than his own.

A loud snore made him jump, and he hesitated as he looked next to him.

It was her...that blasted wife of his sworn enemy!

" I SLEPT WITH KAKAROTTO'S ONNA!! " The Saiyan Prince shrieked, falling out of the bed and skidding back against the nearest wall.

ChiChi's eyes fluttered open at the sound of his voice, and she lifted her head in alarm. She saw a figure cowering in the far corner, and rubbed her eyes to make sure she wasn't seeing things. " Goku sweetie? Are you alright? "

Vegeta panicked, looking for a way out of this mess. He couldn't believe she'd mistaken him for that low level clown. Vegeta stood up, slipping on the floor and falling on his butt. This wasn't his body.

ChiChi rose an eyebrow, staring at him in confusion. He was acting strange, and for this first time this strange wasn't normal. " Goku? Do you need something to eat? "

The Saiyan Prince gazed at his hands, flexing his fingers. This definitely wasn't his own body. " Onna! Where's a mirror?!! "

ChiChi's eyes widened as she heard a deep voice come from her Husband's mouth, and without a second thought she pulled the blankets over her chest and let out an ear piercing screach.

Vegeta growled, slowly getting up and finding his way outside of the bedroom. He searched through several rooms in the hallway, suddenly coming upon a room that made this body go numb. It was Gohan's room.

The Saiyan Prince was unable to move the body, his beady eyes catching a glimpse of the small boy. Gohan was in a peaceful sleep, silent as a mouse. He'd had dreams about having his own offspring, dreams that he thought would never possible. But, that dream seemed to become reality more and more everyday.

He managed to close the door, able to control the movement of Goku's body once again. This definitely wasn't the best Morning he'd ever had.

Continueing down the Hallway, he sighed as he reached the Bathroom. A large mirror was there above the Sink, his shocked reflection staring back at him. It was Goku's body. He was in the body of his Rival. This sudden news was more than he could take. He slammed a fist into the mirror, cracking it with extreme force. He had to find a way to reverse this, even if He had to ask for Bulma's help.

Goku scratched his chest, sitting up in his bed as a loud fierce knock came at the door of The Bedroom. His eyes were still unfocused, but he managed to place his feet on the floor and reach the door in front of him.

He opened it, letting out a loud yawn as he did so. His yawn suddenly turned into a shocked expression, the door clicking as it hit it's opening limit.

Vegeta stared back at his body, a furious smirk on his Goku face.

Goku was speachless, pointing at his body in confusion. " Umm... "

The Saiyan Prince spoke, his voice booming through the hallways of the Brief Family House. " Kakarotto! I want my body back! I want it back, NOW!!! " A large force of wind blew inside the room as he stomped his foot in rage.

Goku didn't move an inch, his Vegeta hair blowing in the wind. After a few seconds he finally spoke. " Are you....Are you my conscience? "

Vegeta slapped a hand on his Goku face, running it down and groaning. " Yes you moron! Yes, I'm your conscience!! "

" Conscience? "

" Yes, Kakarotto? "

" You sound firmiliar... " Goku said, tilting his head to the side in curiosity.

Vegeta growled, stomping his foot again. " NO DUH!! YOU ARE SUCH AN IDIOT!! "

" Is that you, Grandpa? "

The Saiyan Prince turned around, hitting his Goku forehead repeatedly to release some anger. He couldn't take it anymore. He desperately wanted his body back. How else was he going to get to Bulma before she married that 'Loser' Yamcha. He spoke, taking a deep breath of oxygen. " Kakarotto...somehow you and me have switched bodies... "

Goku blinked his beady Vegeta eyes, scratching the top of his head. " Huh? "

" Come with me, Clown! " Vegeta grabbed HIS arm, pulling Goku away towards the Bathroom.

There were two large mirrors over the sink, and when Goku walked up to them he was speechless for a few seconds.

The Saiyan Prince sat down on the Toilet, waiting for his Rival to utter something. " So? "

Goku burst into a fit of laughter, falling towards the floor and holding his Vegeta stomach in pain. " Oh Man! "

" Kakarotto! Sh! You'll wake 'em all up! "

The pure hearted Saiyan wiped some tears from his eyes, his loud laughs becoming giggles. He actually thought this was quite amusing, maybe this would prove to be fun.

Vegeta sat up from the Toilet as Goku stood up slowly. They both exchanged glances, Vegeta frowning and Goku smirking. This would definitely prove to be a problem...especially with ChiChi.

Bulma sat there in the same position, not moving an Inch. The news of Vegeta and Goku's predicament shocked her to no end.

Vegeta, In Goku's body, was standing against the wall with his arms crossed. He closed his eyes, trying to focus Goku's energy. The only advantage to having the moron's body was the incredible powers he possessed. Being in this form for a good amount of time may unlock the secrets to reaching the Super Saiyan Level for himself.

Goku waved a hand in front of Bulma's face, trying to break her out of her trance. It seemed impossible.

Suddenly, Bulma's eyes teared up and she grabbed Goku's Vegeta neck and hugged him tightly. " I'm sooo Sorry Son Goku! I feel so bad that you're in that ugly body of his! "

Goku gasped for breath, trying to break away from Bulma's grip.

Vegeta overheard them, Bulma's words tightly tugging at his heart. He pretended to ignore it though, his eyes still closed in concentration.

Bulma finally let go of Goku, sitting back down next to Yamcha on the Couch.

" Does ChiChi know? " Yamcha spoke, the situation didn't seem to be affecting him at all.

Goku replied, scratching Vegeta's raven hair. " Vegeta mentioned her screaming...so I'm guessing the answers Yes ".

The Four of them became silent, Bulma thinking of some kind of plan. She spoke a few moments later, her large eyes blinking. " I know! We can use the Dragonball's! "

Goku sighed, " I guess that's a good idea...what do you think, Vegeta? "

The Saiyan Prince snorted, " Whatever...anything to get out of this body... "

" Great! But I'll need another Radar...since Mister Perfect over here broke the last one! " She pointed a thumb to Yamcha in disgust.

Yamcha removed the arm he'd had behind her, " What's that suppossed to mean! "

" It means exactly what I said it means, Bozo! "

Vegeta opened his eyes, staring at Bulma as he heard her call him that name. Could that possibly mean that she was truely listening to him in the Kitchen that day?

Bulma looked away from Yamcha, her gaze turning upon Vegeta as she noticed he was staring at her.

Vegeta hesitated, closing his Goku eyes again. He'd just blown his cover.

" Well...once your done with the Radar! It's off to hunt for The Namekian DragonBall's!! " Goku smiled cheesily, making Vegeta's body look incredibly stupid.

Bulma laughed at this, her attention finally turned away from Vegeta and towards Goku.

The Saiyan Prince growled, he was relieved that he wouldn't have to endure this torture much longer.

SVS: Well...There's the Second Chappie!
Sorry If it's a bit short. I don't really have alot of time on my hands, LOL!

Super-Veggie-San