Spiritual Misadventures

By:Evan McNeely

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Chapter Eight: While We Were Sleeping

Shira blinked as she appeared in a desolate and perfectly white land. Of in the distance she spotted what seemed to be the only thing in this entire area, a fancy looking palace.

"Hmph, looks like someone wasn't able to keep their feet." A hoarse voice said just behind her.

Shira turned quickly to see a vaguely familiar person, standing with his arms crossed in front of his chest. He was turned slightly away from her and smirking. Shira gaped He is the most gorgeous person I have ever seen. Just then a tail flicked out from behind the man and he offered his hand down to her.

"Take the hand of your Prince, Shira." He said as she slowly brought her hand up to his.

Her hand shot back to her chest. "My... My hand.... It's so... big."

The man's smirk grew slightly. "You and I have aged Shira.. We are nineteen... That was my wish."

"Vegeta? Is that you?" Shira asked, sounding stunned.

The man nodded. "I barely recognized you Shira, let's find you a mirror."

Shira nodded, still in complete shock as Vegeta clutched her arm and took off using his chi to fly towards the palace. Shira just let it happen as she watched her long legs dangle. I have grown... and by the looks of it, I'm pretty hot too. She smiled to herself at the realization. But Vegeta... his hair, his eyes... She sighed as Vegeta let he drop to the marble floor of the palace. She pushed up hard and fell backwards, getting a slight laugh from Vegeta. "Vegeta? Why is the air so light here?"

Vegeta chuckled. "The gravity inside the palace is much lighter than outside, in the white area it is ten times heavier. I suppose it aids with training, because if you could fight at full speed in heavier gravity then you'd fight ten times faster in normal gravity or something..."

Shira smiled. "Hmm.. Then we should train in that environment."

Vegeta shrugged. "For what purpose, there is no one to fight but each other."

"WHAT!?!" Shira scoffed. "What about Freeza!?!"

Vegeta waved his hand at Shira and turned away. "There is no problem with Freeza, and Buu has been delayed by my actions again Dabura."

"Buu? Who is Buu?" Shira asked, still steamed that Vegeta could wave off Freeza.

"A demon, or something... he's basically an amorphous blob with three or so forms... I never really cared enough to watch all of that... too much charge up times and 'This move shall end the battle' lines" Vegeta said making a constipated face and putting his hands at his side in a kamehameha position.

Shira blink blinked before continuing her verbal harassment. "But we have to avenge planet Vegeta!! We must stop Freeza's rein of terror!!"

Vegeta chuckled and turned to face Shira. "That's what Kakorotte is for."

"Bardock's son?"

"You know of him?" Vegeta asked, moderately surprised.

"Yeah, though he was the son of a common soldier he was also sent to this planet... we are still on Earth right?" Shira continued when Vegeta nodded. "I asked to be informed of all participants in the mission.. Even if it is a routine destroy the population mission."

Vegeta chuckled. "Well, apparently he didn't do his job... and he's the only one who can beat Freeza and let this timeline progress as it should... I skipped us out of fifteen years for a reason."

"Well, humor me Vegeta. Why did you have us miss out on fifteen years of life when you could have undone Freeza's destruction of your homeworld!" Shira demanded, her anger barely restrained.

Vegeta leaned in and kissed Shira. "One, so I wouldn't feel like a pedophile for doing that." He continued as Shira's face reddened. "And Two, because Kakorotte has more power than I do, he's also a resourceful bastard with a lot of training... though... thinking back on it.. I probably shouldn't have punched out Bulma way back when... That may have messed up something... talking to Roshi may have screwed something up too." Shira gagged at the mention of the perverted martial artist but Vegeta didn't pay any heed. "That and using the wish that Oolong would have used for panties could mess something up too... hmm... maybe I should try and fix my mistakes..." Vegeta said to himself, paling slightly at his errors.

Shira snapped out of her gagging fit and looked longingly at Vegeta. "We can do that later... I have something else in mind for you." She said, raising an eyebrow and posing seductively.

Vegeta nodded. "Yeah, we probably should train. Meet you on the white stuff!!" He yelled as he pushed away and hand sprung out into the white void that surrounded the palace.

Shira sighed and looked down at herself. She was indeed sexy, she had filled out nicely, her hips were curvy and pleasing to the eye, her entire body was well toned with muscles not predominantly enough to make her look rigid or bulky, but firm and well shaped. She walked deeper into the palace and found a mirror in one of the bathrooms. Her lips were full and definitely kissable, Vegeta had proved that to her earlier, she smiled on the memory and continued her self-analysis. Her eyes were almond shaped and a hazel colour that she had always liked and Vegeta had complimented on back on their home planet. Her hair jutted wildly in the front like most saiyan women, a sign on power and chi, and then flowed down to the small of her back, all of it the same raven black. "What doesn't he like?" She asked herself out loud.

"That you were five a couple minutes ago." Vegeta's raspy voice said from behind her.

Shira started and her hand slipped into the sink, causing her to hit her head off the mirror, causing hairline cracks to run in all directions from the impact point on the mirror. Vegeta rushed over as she cradled her head, cursing herself silently. Vegeta took her in his arms and started to cradle her, running one hand through her hair and doting over her sore head. Shira smiled through the stinging pain, Vegeta had changed too, he would've never done this normally.

"My head's fine Vegeta, thanks." She said, putting her hands on Vegeta's muscular chest and pushign slightly away from him.

Vegeta stopped running his hand through her long hair and placed both hands on her hips. It still feels weird that she was five like six minutes ago, but my god is she hot! Vegeta thought to himself. What was I thinking making us nineteen? This can only lead to trouble! Shira leaned forward and arched her neck to kiss Vegeta. But.... maybe this kinda trouble is something I could deal with for now. He in turn leaned in and gave her a quick peck and separated him from her. "You were right Shira, maybe it's up to us to defeat Freeza. We should do some training. I'll meet you on the white stuff... unless you're going to get into another fight with a mirror?" He said jokingly as he started to back away.

Shira shook her head with a smile and followed him as he turned around and started towards the outer area of the hyperbolic time chamber. She took in Vegeta's form as they walked. He hadn't changed as much as she thought, his long brown tail still swished rhythmically behind him. He had gained a lot of muscle mass, his arms and legs had a fine tone to them, not to bulky, built more for the speed of the blows than the power of them. His hair was long, but all of it stuck straight backwards, smaller spikes led up the mass of hair to one cumulative spike which was about twice the size of any of the others, the spikes all seemed slightly wavy, much like his father's she noted. He turned abruptly to face her and courteously gestured that she should proceed first. She smiled at his high hair line and devious smirk. He was wearing a blue jumpsuit with white boots and gloves, she looked herself over and noted that she was wearing the same thing, both tailored to leave nothing to the imagination and hug the body as tightly as possible without restricting any movements.

"After you my lady." Vegeta said, swooping his arms towards the high gravity area of the chamber and preforming a loose bow.

Shira giggled and stepped cautiously out onto the expanse of white only to feel the weight of the higher gravity assault her shoulders and head. She nearly crumpled under the pressure, but managed to keep her footing.

Vegeta followed her, as his back foot touched down on the white his shoulders dropped visibly and he got a look of strain on his face. "Not so easy when you don't fly." He joked, letting out a weak laugh. "Let's stay close to the palace this time, ok?"

Shira nodded, obviously having a more difficult time than Vegeta, who was able to move at a normal pace within a minute. "How do you do that Vegeta?" She asked, forcing one foot in front of the other.

"Did I tell you that I had died shortly after arriving here?" Vegeta asked as he attempted, to no avail, to do a handstand.

Shira cocked an eyebrow. "What? How is that possible?"

"I was brought back to life by dragonballs on another planet... but that's not the important part of the story. The important part is, I lived on a planet with gravity much like this for a time. I trained there with a sort of god... he showed me some techniques and some martial arts and the likes, but most importantly for our situation here is that my body adjusted to the high gravity. It's been a while, but I guess my new muscle mass is still built for this kind of gravity... nice to know Shenron took everything into perspective." Vegeta said reflectively.

Shira grinned and took another staggered step. "It's good to know that the dragon was so thoughtful for you but left me unable to cope with the gravity." She said sardonically.

Vegeta smiled and walked up in front of her. "You didn't have the training for this kind of gravity, the dragon must have wanted you to learn the hard way. You keep at it... I'm going to get something to eat." With that he walked into the palace and out of Shira's view.

Cocky bastard! She thought as she started towards the palace, which was three full steps behind her.

Vegeta appeared seconds later with two sandwiches. "PB and J, hope you enjoy!" He said cheerily as he handed one of the sandwiches to Shira who was still struggling with her last step to the palace.

She stepped up onto the marble flooring of the palace and accepted the sandwich from Vegeta with a tired smile. She took a bite and chewed it for a bit before swallowing. "What is PB and J?" She asked as she took another bite.

Vegeta looked aghast. "WHAT!?! WE DIDN'T HAVE PB AND J ON PLANET VEGETA!?!" He yelled.

Shira stepped back from the bellowing saiyan and replied. "Nope, but it's really good."

Vegeta nodded, still in shock. "PB stands for peanut butter... which is the brown sticky, creamy stuff. J is for Jam, which is the Red goopy stuff with the lumps. The lumps are strawberries."

Shira nodded and took in the new information as well as some more sandwich. "You'll have to make this for me more often... I really like it... especially the jam... the sticky stuff I could do without.. It's all over the roof of my mouth."

Vegeta chuckled. "That's the charm of peanut butter... if it didn't stick to the roof of your mouth it'd just be peanut cream... or butter... or something moderately related..."

Shira looked at him funny and finished off her sandwich. "Well... I'm going to find the bed in this place. Just walking around out there is tough work."

Vegeta nodded and finished off his sandwich as well. "Probably for the best... but you should take a bath first.. Your covered in sweat."

Shira smiled and started towards the bathroom. "Good call. Well, you find the bedroom then."

Vegeta gave her a thumbs up and headed off to wander the palace. It'd be nice if there was two beds, but I don't remember much about the palace... and knowing Shira she'd probably just end up sleeping in my bed anyway... lady just can't keep her hands off me. He stopped, paused, and did his rendition of Marilyn Monroe's blowing up skirt pose and gave a little te he before continuing down the hallway he was currently searching. He opened the nearest door to his left and found a large, soft looking bed. "SHOTTY!!" He bellowed and launched himself into the down covers. Ahh.... beddy bliss. He thought to himself as he took off his gloves and boots. I wonder if I have any underpants under this jumpsuit? He then started to take off his jumpsuit and much to his dismay, ended up naked under the covers. I'm going to be raped in the most pleasurable way tonight. He mentally moaned as he began to drift off.

The next day Vegeta woke up, much to his surprise, without someone straddling him. "Odd..." He said out loud as he sat up in bed. He looked around, and sure enough Shira was sound asleep in the same bed on the other side of the mattress. "Maybe I didn't wake up through it all..." He then shrugged to himself and made his way out of bed and over to what he guessed to be the closet. He apparently guessed right and started leafing through the various one and two piece jump suits and fighting clothes that were hung neatly. He finally settled on loose navy pants, a tight red muscle shirt and a loose over shirt of the same hue as his pants.

"The prince has style." A voice said groggily from the bed.

Vegeta spun around quickly and found himself looking at a very naked Shira holding the blanket up just enough to cover her lower nether region. "Ah.... umm.... you should get something out of here to..." He stammered as he started backing towards the door. "There's some cool stuff in here... umm... I'ma go take a shower..." Vegeta said as he backed out of the room and slammed the door behind him. He stopped himself against the door and tried to get his heart back under control. Why am I actually fighting this? He asked himself as he held one hand over his heart and clutched his shirt. I mean... she's a raging ball of hormones and so am I! Why not let off a little steam with her?... Maybe cause she still sorta kinda has the mind of a 5 year old!... a five year old pervert... but still a five year old... why is it so hard to look at her like a five year old now that she's so hot and my age looking? Vegeta's hands moved up to his hair, which he clutched with much vigor. DAMN ME AND MY WISH MAKING!!! I SHOULD HAVE WISHED TO GO BACK TO THE WAY I WAS OR SOMETHING!! At that moment Vegeta started as a pair of arms snaked their way around his neck and something firm pressed against his back. He felt warm breath up against his left cheek.

"Morning Vegeta... were you waiting for me to have that shower with you?" Shira asked innocently.

Fight it man! FIGHT IT!! Vegeta thought, battling with his libido. "Um... no... just ah.... wanted to see what you wanted for breakfast... yeah... breakfast..."

Shira kissed his cheek and smiled. "Ahh... you want to make me breakfast, that's so sweet... very un-saiyan, but sweet."

Vegeta slumped and Shira let off a little slack on her hug. "I'm not saiyan... we really need to talk about our situation.... like... nowish... over bacon and eggs... and some coffee... I haven't had coffee since I died the first time."

Shira's smile brightened and she released Vegeta from her hug. "Sounds like a plan... though I like this way of acting... it's refreshing... not having to constantly fight, no pressure to hide emotions... it's freeing."

Vegeta nodded and re-composed himself. "Well.. I promised you bacon and eggs.. So bacon and eggs you shall get."

"Great!... but what's bacon and eggs? Is it like PB and J?" Shira asked, sounding excited.

"Not really... a lot of these foods you'll just have to try for yourself." Vegeta said as he led the way to the kitchen.

"Ok. Lead on my Prince!" Shira said, pointing forwards and following Vegeta in a mock march.

That wish did something to Shira... she's not all about killing villagers any more... it's like Shenron changed her as though she had lived the fifteen years on a peaceful Earth... It's kinda refreshing... I'm still not going to marry her any time soon... but it's definitely a nice change! Vegeta thought as his trademark smirk crept across his face. Well... onwards to breakfast.

End of Chapter

Autor's Notes: (Due to inspiration, SM is getting finished in record time! YAY ME!!! I hope everyone enjoys what I'm doing with Shira and Vegeta... The Hyperbolic Time Chamber aging thing will be explained soon, as will the reasons for Shenron not just instantly aging Vegeta and Shira on the spot... so umm... MORE IN THE NEXT EXCITING CHAPTER OF SPIRITUAL MISADVENTURES!!!!... I always wanted to say that...)

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