I just stared at myself, looking at the change that had happened so fast in so little time.

I didn’t even know that Goten and Vegeta were doing the same thing, just starring at the mirror, at me.

When I finally brook out of the spell, Goten spoke up.

“Is that supposed to happen?” he asked questionably, looking at me through the mirror.

I looked strait back at him, and put one hand on my hip.

“Oh, yeah, sure. All the time.” I said sarcastically

Then I turned around and faced both of them, while putting the other hand on my other hip.

I did not need this; I just needed to be alone for a little bit, just to get a grip on things.

“Hey, I have an idea.” I said, “ Why don’t you two just leave me alone for a little bit, kay?”

They wouldn't budge; all they did was stare at me, one in confusion and the other in plain stubbornness.

I looked to the sealing, and sighed.

‘Ok,’ I thought, ‘it looks like my changing will come faster then I thought.’

I didn’t want to change, but really I had no choice in the matter.

Then I looked back down and saw that nether Vegeta or Goten’s feet were in the bathroom.

So I hurried and grabbed the door and slammed it hard. I heard some “Hey”‘s and “What the”‘s after but that was it, then I turned around and checked out the bathroom, I really didn’t get a chance to look around the first time. The bathroom was small it had a stand up shower in the corner, and on it’s left a toilet seat sat. And then right next to that was the mirror, right above the sink.

So basically the toilet was in the middle of the shower (on the right) and sink (on the left).

I looked under the sink to find some shampoo, conditioner and some towels.

I decided to take a nice long shower, so I started to peel of my clothes. Starting with my crop-top, pulling it over my head then with my skin-tight pants.

Then I looked at myself, “I’ve changed,” I mumbled. And I was telling the truth, you see I had rather big thighs and my face had gotten thinner, so it didn’t look like I had a baby face anymore. When I was in my world, and I would get so sick at looking at myself. But in this mirror I looked like I was a model or something (which means I looked, I guess, pretty hot).

And then I looked at my breast (don’t get me wrong but I don’t usually look at my breast), on my world I had really small breasts, and now they looked like they had a giant growth spurt.

They were just perfect (even though I thought my last pair were ok), but now that I think about it didn’t all the women in anime seem a little bit too perfect?

I decided to forget about it then I thought about the tail mark Vegeta was talking about, then with my index finger and felt were Vegeta’s finger was on my upper rear end.

I didn’t feel anything, and I couldn’t see. So decided not to think about it anymore,

I didn’t want to waste my time thinking about my body while I could be having a nice shower. I turned on the water to warm, when it was nice and right I stepped in.

Ahhh, man did this feel good it was like, well, like I hadn’t had a shower in years. Then I made the water hotter and sat down, and closed my eyes’.

I think I dozed of because then I heard a pounding of a fist against the door, I felt really groggy.

Then I heard my name being called. I opened my eyes’ a little, not too much, just so that the water would stay out of my eyes’. Then I decided to get out knowing that someone was waiting for me. (and hoping it wasn’t Vegeta).

I did all the necessary things before getting out then I raped my hair in a towel and started to dry my body off, I heard the thumping on the door again.

“What?” I yelled, pushing my back on the door.

“Are you done yet child?” He said, in his snarled voice.

“No, why?” I asked, leaning harder on the door now that I knew it was Vegeta, while getting my crop-top and pants on.

“I’ll tell you when you get out.” He said, sounding like he was leaving.

“No, tell me now.” I said, I was finished dressing and swung the door open, he wasn’t leaving that was for sure.

“Well?” I asked, hoping that he wouldn’t say what I thought he would say.

He was in his same position, few feet away from the doorframe,

Arms crossed and standing like a prince, nose stuck up and all.

He just stared at me. “Well?” I asked again, loosing what was left of my patience.

“Bluma is back and has brought you your new clothes including what you have requested, whatever that is.”

I looked at him then I said.

“How long was I in the shower?”

“About 3 hours, what do you do in there, stare at yourself?” He said, giving me one of his famous smirks. I ignored his questions and went to the point.

“I was in there for 3 HOURS?” I walked around him toward the bed, using my hand to hold my head at the same time. Then I sat down on the bed and tipped my head upside down and started to dry my hair, scrubbing the towel on my head.

While doing so I asked him, “How long was I asleep?” through scrubbing my head with the towel.

I heard a muffle of, “It’s the second day sense you got here.”

I looked back up at him and stared. “You said it’s the ‘second’ day? Is that what you said?”

“Yes.” He said, sounding extremely tissed.

“How is that?” I asked, feeling curiosity coming on.

“Because, you slept 10 ours when you past out the first time, JEEZ! Do I have to tell you everything?!” He said, now just sounding pissed of.

“Oh, oh-kay.” I said with ease, and went back to drying my hair.

When I was finished, I looked up at Vegeta. He was still there, and still looking at me,

We just stared at each other for a while then I decided to ask him some more questions.

“So,” I started, “Have you even told Bulma anything?”

He looked shocked then gave me a dirty look right after it and then looked down on the bed that I was sitting on, giving a little smirk while doing so, making me wish I wasn’t sitting on the bed.

“You are my mate, Vezeta.” He said, looking at the open door, then walked over and closed it.

‘Oh, god.’ I thought, I looked were-there-should-be-a-window and now there was only hard cardboard in its place, while griping the bed

. I swallowed hard, then slowly looked back at Vegeta, and there he was face to face with me, so close again that my imagination would go 90 miles an hour.

I gasped, and while doing so Vegeta grabbed my waste and pushed me down on the bed.

Our bodies in the same position that I despised to do with him the most.

And then he tried to kiss me, but I managed to move my face in time and started to scream but he quickly moved his hand over my mouth. He was smirking at me again, I didn’t know why until, he put his hand on top of my bellybutton and started to go lower and lower, then he unbuttoned my pants, then SLOWLY unzipping them, feeling my body warm up.

Then stopped then he looked at me and came closer and whispered in my ear.

“That is a warning, so you better not even think about screaming next time.

But when you are done changing, you’re mine all the way. Do you understand?” He said then he sat up a little to look at me. I nodded, and then he took off his hand over my mouth, then I asked.

“Well?” I asked him, just moving my mouth trying not to move my body at all.

“Well, what?” He said, looking up and down me again. Man, if I could, I would slap him over the face a million times, or at least until he got a bruise.

“Have you told Bulma yet?” I said, getting frustrated because I couldn’t see his eyes’, they were to busy looking up and down me.

“I told you. You’re my mate, Vezeta.” He said, finally looking up at me.

“That doesn’t tell me anything Vegeta.” I said starting to get mad. Why couldn’t he just tell me?

“I mean you already had a child with her, Trunks right?” I asked.

“Yes, but—.” He looked a little confused then he looked right at me again, and said.

“So? I don’t care. All I care about right now is that we have a child.”

“But not right now?” I asked, afraid of the answer.

“That’s what I said.”

“So you had no intentions at all to rape me yesterday?”

He nodded his head for a yes.

“What’s the point, I mean you’re going to do it to me anyway?” I asked.

“Because once you have changed into the real you, you’ll want to do it with me.” He said, having a smirk on his face the entire time.

“And we will have a lot more fun that way.” He said, giving a little laugh.

“And how did you know I was changing?” Just realizing that I didn’t tell him anything about me changing and he still knew.

“Because that’s what the woman in the holograph told me.” He said.

Then he removed his hand from my stomach, and lightly laid his body on top of me, resting his head in my neck, like a puppy.

“What lady?” I said, it was difficult to talk with his breath on my neck.

“I’ll just tell you. It was your mother.” He said, talking in my neck.

“Oh, my god!!” I yelled, trying to sit up, but with Vegeta’s weight on me I couldn’t move.

“You’re lying!” I said, giving up the idea to sit up.

“No, I’m not. I’ll show you the hologram myself, but not right now, of course.”
“How could she?” I whispered.

Then I closed my eyes’ real tight and wished I could be back home again. And I open them up again and saw his mouth coming toward mine and this time, I decided to not squirm but come to him, and try to surprise him.

And then our mouths met, (well I defiantly did not surprise him) I had never felt anything like it in my whole life. It felt like his tongue was going up and down my throat.

I gasped for air here and there then he stopped and looked at me, with me still gasping for air.

“See? You’re changing already.” Then he started to go to my neck.

“NO!” I cried, trying to hold his head from going any further.

But he was no match for me; I would be better of moving a tree.

He made slow kisses down my neck then he came to the top of my shirt, then I grasped my shirt and held it.

“Please, Vegeta.” I said, trying to keep my gasping low.

“Please, I’ll let you do whatever you want to do to me, but not while I’m a teenager!” I screamed.

He looked up, and then he came closer and said.

“You promise?” he said, but this time he was talking to my face and I could actually feel his breath on my lips, and then regretted what I just said.

“Ye--yes.” I said nervously, looking at his eyes’, hoping that I did the right thing.

Then he stood up, and held out his hand I grabbed it and pulled me up.

“How old are you then?” he asked, looking at me as though he could see through me.

“14.” I said,

“6 years then, I can wait that long.” Then he walked toward the door and opened it and stepped out, and closed it behind him, leaving me alone.

I fell back on the bed, and began to cry like I had never cried before, my eyes’ were lakes being pored out none stop.

Until the blanket on the bed was totally soaked of my tears, I sat up and dried my eyes’ as best I could swearing it could have been a whole hour that had went by.

Then realizing something, I ran to the door and yanked at it, and it opened nice and easy.

‘Good.’ I thought, ‘It’s not locked.’

I took a step out and looked around the hall, I couldn’t see Vegeta any were.

But before I went any further, I went back in my room and grabbed my coat. I slipped it on, and walked out the room, and out of the house.

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It was becoming nighttime the sun was setting, and it was beautiful.

I walked out on the lawn, which looked like it needed some water and a good cut. I stood there a few minuets, legs spread out with hands in pockets.

The sun was just a site; I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.

Then I felt a sudden breeze, and it lifted my hair and gave me a chill.

‘Oh, no.’ I thought. ‘This whole time I didn’t even bother to think about my family.’

I hit my head to how stupid I was, how could I just leave them and not think how they are.

“Damn it.” I mumbled.

Then I heard a movement behind me and spun around to see who it was, it was Trunks.

“I’m sorry,” he began, “I didn’t mean to startle you.”

I just looked at him, he looked so much like Vegeta, in a way I felt almost scared of him, but not completely.

Then I finally said, “No, that’s ok.”

Then I felt a sudden, terrible pain on my head. Like it was all over my head, burning.

I screamed bloody murder and fell to my knees; my eyes’ were watering up barley being able to see. I could feel Trunks hands under my arms and felt him easily pick me up like a baby and then his secure arms held me tight.

And then the pain was coming even harder, I cried again. The pain was so hard, I could barley hear what Trunks was saying to the other person when we got into the house.

Then all of a sudden the pain went away, and I slowly open my eyes’ and saw that Dr. Briefs

was giving me a shot with some pink stuff in it.

When he was done I wiped my eyes’ and looked around, I was still in Trunks arms.

I looked up to see his friendly eyes’ looking at me, I gave him a little smile and then he did too.

“What happened?” I asked, feeling the top of my head.

“Well, I guess your hair is starting to change. Umm, go look in the mirror and look at the roots of your hair.” He said, pointing to my room, then left Trunks and I alone.

I couldn’t believe it, now my hair was changing. Now I bet my personally will leave me.

I was trying to get out of Trunks arms, but he wouldn’t let go, I looked back up at him.

“Let me go.” I said, trying to push out of his arms, he looked surprised.

“You are changing.” He said, while keeping me still in his arms, and staring strait in my eyes’.

“I thought you had blue eyes’?” He said, looking at me similar like Goten when he saw my eyes’ for the first time too.

“Yes, will you please put me down?” I said, getting frustrated.

“Oh, yeah sure.” He said, snapping out of his trance.

He put me gently down; when he stood back up he looked at me (my eyes’), and said.

“I wander why dad chose you to come to this world?” He said, not telling anyone particular.

“What do you mean?” I asked, starting to walk to my bedroom.

“Well, my dad said that he knew you from this world.” He said, keeping up the pace to go to my bedroom as well.

“What do you mean he ‘knew me?’” I asked, squinting my eyes at him.

“That’s it, he didn’t really tell any of us anything actually.”

“Oh,” I said quietly, looking at the floor.

When we got to my bedroom I walked into my own bathroom and tipped my head a little, just enough to see the top of my head. I saw it, the faint of red that should not even be there in the first place. It looked like I had all my hair dyed black and it just grew a little and at the scalp of my head there was some red, it looked kind of cool I thought.

I stood back up and put my hands on my hips and sighed.

Then I saw Trunks, through the mirror go sit on the bed and jump up from it like it was hot lava, and then looking at it. I turned around and looked at him, I tilted my head and asked.

“What’s the matter?”

Trunks turned back around toward me, and looked at me then the bed then back at me.

“Trunks?” I asked again.

“This bed is soaking wet.” He said, sounding disgusted, and looking at the bed like it was garbage.

“Oh, it’s not what you think Trunks!” I said, running to his side.

“I was taking a shower and my hair was still wet and I laid down on the bed, I sort of took a nap.”

Trunks chuckled a little bit and then looked at me.

“Good I thought….” He said, not finishing his sentence.

“Yeah, I know what you thought.” I said, smiling at him.

We both started to laugh like crazy, and then with out knowing it Bulma came in.

“Hello Fiona.” I heard behind me.

I turned around and looked at her, she had three plastic bags in one hand and in the other she had another plastic bag and my boom box.

“Oh, my gosh let me help you.” I cried, and I hurried and grabbed my boom box and bag.

“Thank you, Trunks could you please take these?” she said, trying to give the other bags to Trunks.

“Sure mom.” Trunks said, grabbing other bags and putting them lightly on the bed were it wasn’t wet. I put my boom box on floor and the bag on the bed.

And then Bulma started to pull some of the clothes out of the bags, and started to hand them to me.

“Here, put these on, see how they look.” She said, handing me a tight dress that looked like it was velvet, and black, and had two slits on the sides of the legs. And shoes, that looked a lot like slippers, but had that string that went around my legs, just like the ballet shoes I were for my point class, but they weren’t pink, they were also black.

I looked at the dress a little more closely. “Oh my gosh.” I gasped.

“This cost $80 buck!! Bulma you didn’t need to bye me this for THAT much.”

“Oh, don’t be silly. I bye shirts that cost half that much.” She said handing me more clothes.

With my hands half full, Bulma pushed me toured the bathroom.

“Ok, now you have to try on all of these clothes, I bet you will look just amazing in all of them.”

Then shoved me in the bathroom and closed the door, leaving me to do the work.

There was so many clothes, none of them looked like the clothes I wore in my world.

I was so excited; trying on different clothes was one of my favorite things to do at home.

I tried on all the clothes, except the skirt and shoes; I saved them for last.

I decided to go find a top to go with it, but before I did I asked Bulma if this was ok for every day style. She didn’t seem to mind, so I went on looking for a shirt. I was really looking for a black shirt with pretty colors on it to give me a shine.

Then I found it, it had very baggy sleeves making it look sort of hippy, but I didn’t mind that.

The sleeves were very wide, and had sewn in color full beads all around the sleeves.

The caller was wide so you could see both of my shoulders, I looked like a REAL ballerina with all this on.

When I was done I studied myself in the mirror, it will be hard to get used to myself with red hair and green eyes’, already my hair was getting even redder, and my eyes’ glowed emerald green.

I felt like a movie star, and then I opened the door from the bathroom slowly looking around the room. Know one was there, and it was deadly quiet.

I opened the door even wider; still know one in site. Now the door was all the way open and I stood there with one hand on my hip and the other holding the knob of the door.

“Oh, man.” I said out loud. “Were could they be?”

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