MASTER(S) AND SLAVEGIRL

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Dragon Ball Z or Magi. They're both owned by their respective manga artists/anime companies.

GUEST #1: To the guest who's too afraid to confront me with his or her real account: If I'm a sexist pig, then you're nothing but an insignificant shit stain on the back of my boot. I'm at a loss, so by all means, little shit stain, please ENLIGHTEN ME on how I've been a sexist pig. I'm not. However, I DO admit to being a sadistic, psychotic bastard at times, but a sexist pig? Why in the world would you even think that? I get along with women better than men!

GUEST #2: Nah, that isn't getting mad at someone for criticizing my work. That's just me standing up to someone who made a completely incorrect assumption about me being a sexist pig. There was no criticizing there, just, name-calling from Guest #1 who I'm guessing is just too afraid to confront me with his or her real account.

GUEST #3: Thank you for letting me know what I could do better, UNLIKE GUEST #1. Maybe he or she could take a lesson from you.

Chapter 2: Another One Bites The Dust

It has been six months since the start of Morgiana's and Gotenks's/Goten's and Trunks's adventure together.

Once the fusion had worn off after completing the Dungeon, the Fanalis and the two half-Saiyans carried the live but severely mutilated Jamil back into the city of Chiisan and dropped him off by the nearest fruit salesman. With that done, they left the town as it's citizens surrounded and beat the limbless man to within an inch of his life.

The man's screams could be heard all the way outside of town, much to the elation of Morgiana, who ran up to her two boyfriends/masters in tears and brought them each into a deep, passionate kiss.

That was the first time Goten and Trunks made love with Morgiana.

A few days later, the three came across a couple of kind, traveling merchants driving a caravan and have been traveling with them ever since.

A girl by the name of Lila is one of the merchants. She has blonde hair, blue eyes, and a light skin tone.

The other merchant is a girl by the name of Salsa. She has black hair and eyes, as well as a dark skin tone. There is also a red dot on her forehead, like that of a person who practices Hinduism.

When the two had first seen Goten and Trunks fuse into Gotenks-more commonly known by the people on this dimension's Planet Earth as "The Hero of Justice"-to crush a group of bandits who were attacking the caravan at the time, they fainted from shock.

When both merchants had regained consciousness and saw the grinning, fused Z-Fighter standing atop a pile of the bandits, however, they went into "Full Fangirl Mode", much to the annoyance of his pink-haired girlfriend.

Since then, the two have never acted that way around the boy(s) again, mainly due to Morgiana putting the fear of a Fanalis into them.

After half a year together, they arrived in the city of Balbadd and began selling goods in it, just as they had done in the previous cities or towns.

And just like the previous cities or towns, there was only one, ever-present problem that kept them from making a profit on the first day.

"Umm...Morgiana, you do know that you don't have to keep those leg chains on your feet anymore, right?" Gotenks asked his girlfriend with a twitching eyebrow.

When she nodded, a tick mark appeared on the fused warrior's forehead. "THEN WHY ARE YOU STILL WEARING THEM?! AREN'T YOU AT LEAST A LITTLE BOTHERED WITH THE STARES EVERYONE IS GIVING US?! AND IT'S NOT JUST THAT! IN EVERY POPULATED AREA WE HAVE BEEN TO THUS FAR, YOU AND I HAVE ALWAYS HAD TO SPEND OUR FIRST DAY EXPLAINING TO EVERYONE THAT YOU WON'T LET ME TAKE THEM OFF! IF WE DIDN'T, NOBODY WOULD EVEN BUY ANYTHING FROM LILA AND SALSA!"

"I won't because you are my master/boyfriend, and I am your slave/girlfriend. As for your second question, I don't mind getting looks from other people, as long as I'm with you," She replied with a gentle smile, causing her boyfriend to blush.

"W-Well...yeah, and I'm really glad that you're happy. Still, how am I supposed to stop slavery when I have a slave of my own? Doesn't that kinda defeat the whole purpose?" He asked his lover.

Said lover shrugged. "That's not my problem. Anyways, I like wearing these chains because it feels more natural this way. Besides, if I took them off, then I wouldn't be able to do that as foreplay."

The fused warrior's face turned beet-red. "W-W-W-WHY ARE YOU TALKING LIKE THAT IN PUBLIC?!"

"Whaddya mean? You're the one who is being loud about it, not me," Morgiana countered with a smirk.

Gotenks blushed in embarrassment. "I...I...Ugh, nevermind...," He slumped over and sighed in defeat.

They were all sleeping after a hard day of work. Goten and Trunks slept on either side of Morgiana. Well, they weren't asleep just yet, as their slave/girlfriend often had nightmares about Jamil. Therefore, they stayed awake until they were sure that her dream was not a bad one.

Just as the two boys were about to doze off, they heard a whimper escape from Morgiana's lips.

Both Z-Fighters immediately put their hands onto their girlfriend's head and started channeling their ki into her mind.

MORGIANA'S DREAM

Morgiana was Jamal after trying to escape. She was in a neck chain, hand chains, and leg chains as Jamil held by the hair on her head.

"Listen to my command! If not, you'll suffer the consequences! You are my slave...I am going to keep you locked you up for the rest of your life!" Jamil yelled sadistically as he pinned her down and brought the knife towards her body.

Morgiana's face morphed into the most horrified look possible. "No...I'm scared! Help me! ANYONE, PLEASE SAVE ME!"

"JAMIIIIIIIIIL! YOU'RE FINISHED!" Morgiana gasped in shock as she heard two very familiar voices, and she couldn't help but let a beaming smile make it's way onto her lips as joy welled up inside of her.

"GOTEN! TRUNKS! YOU CAME!" Tears began falling from her eyes as she cried out joyfully to the name of the two voices' owners.

Jamil, on the other hand, was now the one with a terrified look on his face as he froze in place. A feeling of dread started to well up inside of him as he turned to look behind him.

"GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Jamil screamed in pain before shattering, courtesy of Goten's and Trunks's fists.

Once Jamil was gone, the two boys fused into Gotenks, who then extended his hand to the pinkette.

"Don't worry, Morgiana! We'll ALWAYS protect you!" The fused warrior exclaimed with a grin full of confidence, determination, and love.

When Morgiana reached out and took Gotenks's hand, she was enveloped by a blinding, soothing white light.

"Goten! Trunks! Gotenks! I love you so much!"

END OF MORGIANA'S DREAM

"Goten...Trunks...Gotenks...I love you...," Morgiana whispered in her sleep as tears of joy cascaded down her cheeks.

A literal second later, she opened her eyes to the sight both Goten and Trunks leaning over her with a warm smile on their faces. The two boys each used their right hands to caress their lover's hair gently, while they used the thumbs of their left hands to lovingly wipe away her tears.

"Don't worry, it's just another bad dream. We've placed a protective barrier around your psyche again with our ki to keep it from causing you anymore nightmares. As always, it should last throughout the night before it dissipates, so get some re-Mmphmmmm...," Trunks started, only to get cut off when the girl he was trying to comfort pulled him into a deep, passionate kiss, which he was more than happy to return.

Goten chuckled lightheartedly. "Oh yeah, it's been so long since Morgiana's last nightmare that I almost forgot how emotional she ge-Mmphmmmm...," He was also cut off before he could finish by a deep, passionate kiss from the same girl.

"Masters. Fusion. Now." She subtly demanded of her two demi-Saiyan boyfriends/masters.

"Hehe, we figured as much," Both of the aforementioned boys shook their heads in amusement. "Alright, let's head outside."

After going outside, Goten and Trunks got into position to perform the fusion dance. "Fu...sion...HAA!"

Suddenly, a blinding, white light shone from behind the building. When it died down, a new figure stood where the two boys once were.

"Gotenks at your service! Did you call for me, hun?" The fused warrior asked with a knowing grin on his face.

Morgiana smiled while rolling her eyes at his antics. Nodding, she locked lips with him before dragging him to the ground with her.

That night, the two made love several times.

The next day, everyone went back into town to open up shop, only to find everyone slumped over in depression.

Concerned, Goten walked over to a random male citizen. "What happened here, sir? Why is everyone so depressed?"

"Oh, there's been some internal strife in Balbadd, and a bunch of failed bandit roughnecks have been pouring into town. You people had better take off as soon as you can, too," The man informed the five.

Goten growled angrily. "Bandits, huh? I guess some people never learn. Don't worry, we'll take care of this, right guys?" He asked, turning back to the group.

Lila was the first to respond. "Yeah! We won't let some bandits get in our way! Let's go!"

She turned around, only to bump into someone. She staggered back a few steps before regaining her composure.

"Ow, that hurt! Hey! Watch where you're going, dammit!" She yelled, only to gasp in horror at the ghastly sight.

The one she'd just bumped into was a male-a bishounen, at that-with long, white hair and red lipstick. His skin is pale, and he is 5'10" in height.

While he certainly looked anything but ghastly, the fact that he was pulling on a chain that connected to the neck collars of five slaves in leg chains definitely was.

"My goodness-what a vulgar girl!" The one she had run into exclaimed before continuing his walk.

Morgiana's eyes widened, and she bit her lip in both anger and fear.

"HEY!" The pinkette was snapped out of her funk upon hearing the voices of Goten and Trunks. "Are you a slave trader?!"

The bishounen just ignored them both and continued walking. Needless to say, he didn't get very far before the two half-Saiyans seemed to appear in front of him out of thin air a moment later.

The white-haired man fell onto his back in and released a startled yelp. "GYAAAAAAAAAK! W-Wh-What?! H-How?!"

"I believe we asked you a question first, and you are going to give us the answer, friend," Goten stated as he glared down at the shocked bishounen.

The voice of Goku's youngest son snapped said bishounen out of his stupor. "And what makes you think That I'll tell you cretins anything?!" He sneered.

Goten chuckled darkly. "Oh you'll tell us, even if you don't want to."

"Oh what are you going to do, read my mind?" He barked out in laughter.

The two boys sighed in disappointment. "Yes," They both said in unison.

"Wait, wha-?" Before he could finish his sentence, both boys placed one of their hands on his forehead and started to read his mind.

Once they got all of the memories, they couldn't help but sympathize with the man. Even so, that didn't excuse hime for what all he has done.

"So...you were a slave once, too. Well, Trunks and I can see now that it's not all your fault For turning out the way you did. However, you still have no right to do this to other people," Goten told the man, who was shaking in fear at this point.

Just then, Trunks walked past the man and touched the slave collars and shackles on the five slaves. As a result, they all shattered into hundreds of pieces, shocking everyone except for Morgiana, Lila, and Salsa. The lavender-haired teen then walked back up to Goten and turned to glare at the slave trader.

"Because of your circumstances, we have decided to give you one more chance to change. So I'd suggest that you find another job," Goten told the bishounen with a scowl.

"WHAT?! Then why do you two get to keep a slave?!" The slave trader shot back in a mixture of fear and anger.

Goten and Trunks sighed and slumped over in depression. "It's definitely not because we want to. If we could get her to change her mind, we would."

Everyone except for Morgiana, Goten, and Trunks sweatdropped as an awkward silence fell over the area.

"B-But what else-" The bishonen started, only to be cut off mid-question.

"You can do whatever you want, so long as it doesn't involve slavery," Trunks stated in a firm tone of voice.

"B-But-" Cut off by Trunks again, he was.

"Tell me, have you ever heard of a man called Jamil?" The lavender-haired half-Saiyan questioned the slave trader.

Upon hearing the name, the man's eyes widened in shock.

"Who hasn't? He brought upon him the wrath of an angry and invincible God with purple and black, spiky hair, and was mutilated beyond recognition by said God. To this day, it is said that he is kept alive by the people of the city he resides in, but only to be tortured and beaten for his crimes against humanity. Rumor has it that the God is going after anyone who owns a slave, as well as all who have anything to do with the slave business, to deliver the same fate unto them. Well, most of those in the slave-trade business think it's just a myth, but a few of us have actually quit out of fear. I myself am not a believer in such things. I think that the slaves just rebelled and won against Jamil. Still, what are you implying?" He asked, narrowing his eyes at the boy.

"Goten and I know him personally, so I would stop this now if I were you. He's actually in the city right now, believe it or not," The son of Vegeta answered with a smirk.

The bishonen's face turned as pale as a white bed sheet upon hearing this, but he quickly regained his composure.

'They're probably trying to scare me, but if what they say is true, then it may be safe to just play along for the time being. Still, I'll have to be quite convincing to earn their trust. It's a good thing I took acting lessons when I was younger. Maybe I can get them as well, should I pull this off,' The slave-trader thought to himself.

"F-Fine...I understand...," He sighed out in a defeated, almost broken tone of voice, "While you could just be lying, what you've told me could also be true. Well...it's not like I really enjoy this type of job anyways, but it's all I really know. I suppose it wouldn't hurt to try my hand at something else. Right! It's decided then! Look out new life, here I coooooooome!" He cried out joyfully as he ran off into the distance with a determined, passionate look in his eyes.

A giant sweatdrop formed over the area of everyone present.

"Well...he seems quite...eccentric," Goten commented while rubbing the back of his head with one of his hands.

Two days later, though, they found him out and made him suffer the same fate as Jamil. This, however, is a story for another chapter, presumably the next one.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Chapter 2 is out. Yaaaaaaayz. Currently, the main story I'm working on is a DBZ/Prison School crossover, for those who are interested. Until next time, peace out.