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Yaoi RPG	By : arvan Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 7199 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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A/N: I don't have much warning to give, except for the foul words, possible yaoi scenes, the occasional random crap and whatnots. Not too sure yet.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Except a few DBZ Mangas, DVDS, cards and a toy Vegeta. And this idea.

Advancement pains
“Run by me again… why I’m doing this?” Vegeta asked, none too happily.
“I know Vegeta, but try to bear with it. At least until we find Master Roshi” Goku held out his arm, which Vegeta grudgingly held onto just to keep his balance. “Ah Vegeta… you might want to adjust your… boobs…” Goku looked away, feeling sympathetic but also very amused. He was trying his absolute best not to laugh or snicker, knowing his friend would clobber him right there and then if he did. But boy was it difficult to keep a straight face.
“It’s crazy enough we have to pair up as couples, but as girls!? This is really stretching it!” Vegeta complained, groaning as pain shot up his feet again; he struggled to stand upright properly before attempting to walk again in his new shoes.
“That pervert is a sneaky, elusive bastard. There was no trace of the old man the last time I tried to find him for my own advancement, but with a lady or two in the mix; he’ll show himself” Turles explained, smiling to himself as he took in the sight of Vegeta; who was busy adjusting his 'chest'.
“So why the fuck are we the only ones in drags!?” Vegeta pointed to Tarble as well, just as he came out in a lace, quinceanera dress.
“Vegeta… these were all we could find in the caravan, you saw it yourself; none of them came in our size” by that Goku meant for both himself and Turles. Thank goodness for that, Goku was rather relieved there wasn’t one he could fit into. The BDSM medium armour then was bad enough, he didn’t want to have to parade in a dress as well.
“I’ll never pass for a woman, there’s nothing feminine about me!” Vegeta protested as he made a show of disgust at the illusion sleeve, trumpet gown he wore.
“It doesn’t matter; you’ve got enough curves to show for it. Just apply some makeup, doll up your hair and no one will know”
“Fuck you, Turles!”
“Ah everyone…” Tarbles interrupted them quickly before Vegeta could wring someone’s neck, most likely Turles’. “If we’re going we have to do so fast, once it’s night, we cannot enter until the next day”
“Fine!” Finally Vegeta relented, turning to Goku when he touched his shoulder.
“Gomen, Vegeta…” Goku apologised, damn… Vegeta couldn’t stay mad at him long enough. Even if, this was Goku’s advancement master they were trying to lure into the open. The things he do for a friend… sigh.
“You better appreciate this and if you so much mention this part to anyone…”
“I won’t” Goku smiled. “Thanks Vegeta… this will be our secret”
“Idiot…” Vegeta looked elsewhere, while Goku grinned, used to his friend’s antics enough to know that statement wasn’t an insult but just his way of showing a certain… fondness and a convenient way to play down his embarrassment.
“Ahem. Can we move on to the makeover now?” Turles snapped them out of that moment, bringing out sticks of colour; their version of makeup it seemed.
“Don’t tell me you’re going to apply that to my face?” Vegeta stared at the sticks in Turles’ hands.
“You can apply them yourself if you know how to. Tarble did his own” Turles nodded to Tarble who looked presentable as one would describe a young ‘sweet sixteen’ with minimum makeup.
“The only face makeover I know of is to give a busted lip, a black eye and different shades of purple, also known as bruises on the skin. I told you there’s nothing feminine about me!”
“In that case… Tarble, let’s get started” Turles motioned for him to come over.
Tarble joined in as they began Vegeta’s transformation.
…
1^st attempt…
Goku raised an eyebrow at Vegeta’s new look… Turles must have been the makeup artist… the selection of colour, perfume and… everything else in the mix, had the words ‘hot, sexy bitch’ in it.
“What the fuck!?” apparently Vegeta felt the same way, screaming the moment he leaned over the water and saw his reflection.
“What’s wrong with it, that old geezer might show up quicker this way” Turles saw nothing wrong with Vegeta’s new look.
“Ah… let’s do over…” it was Tarble’s turn to try.
…
2^nd attempt…
“I think that’s good enough…” Goku took an overall look at Vegeta and Tarble. “You two look ah… ah….” Goku stopped, uncertain what adjective could or should be used; at least without offending either of them. “It’s convincing enough…”
“Impressive choice of words” Turles smirked.
“Let’s just get this thing over and done with” Vegeta started walking in the direction of the city gates, moving as gently as he could without twisting his legs or falling over himself like he did earlier. Damn these high heels! He took careful steps, placing one foot down then the other; unaware that he was perfecting the ‘cat walk’ as his body swayed almost ‘gracefully’.
“And he said he wasn’t feminine. He’s a natural” Turles whistled and Goku nodded dumbly, unable to take his eyes off Vegeta’s ‘swaying hips’
“Stop staring, he’s already walking ahead… let’s go” Tarble quickly grabbed hold of Goku and Turles.
“So who’s ‘married’ to whom?” Tarble asked.
The words had barely left Tarble’s mouth when Turles got himself loose from his grip. He caught up with Vegeta easily, before either of the other two with less agility could, or in this case, before Goku could. And just to add a little pinch of salt on top of his ‘victory’, Turles turned back and flashed a smile at Goku. Goku did his best to ignore him, but even Tarble could see, just for a brief moment how Goku’s eyebrows had knitted together.

The city was grand and the sights were marvellous, the shops were stacked with items Goku and Vegeta had never seen before, and some they had from previous games. Overall it was a place of interest and curiosity; one, they looked forward to exploring. The downside of it however… were the numerous, different variations of ‘man meat’ so proudly displayed by the men. They were impossible to miss, despite the party’s best efforts; no arrest would be made for this display of indecent exposure.
“Eh… that guy’s really huge…” Goku’s eyes followed as the guy smirked in his direction, obviously flattered by Goku’s statement. Tarble wished the ground would just swallow him up.
“I’d say around 4 – 5 inches. That’s a really good piece of meat” Turles winked.
“Shut up, you two!” The parade of dicks was driving Vegeta up the wall; throw in Mr Brainless and Mr Shameless in the mix…
“Relax a little Vegeta, take in the sights a little” Turles said.
“I’ve already seen enough! I’ve had my fill of dicks!”
“Ohh…” Turles grinned, being reminded just who filled Vegeta’s ass some time back. Vegeta blushed, realising where Turles’ mind had drifted off to.
“Just shut up, Turles. Don’t even say a word; nothing else ever comes out of your mouth other than sex”
“That’s not true, sometimes I talk about you and your tight ass” Turles crossed his arms, the grin still present on his face.
“Exactly that! It comes up every time you talk” Vegeta glared.
“It just means you feel the same way, Vegeta; and it’s not my fault ‘it’ comes up. So… has ‘it’ decided to ‘come up’ and say hi?”
Vegeta blinked in confusion; then he noticed Turles looking downwards, his gaze focused on his groin region. Almost immediately, he understood what the bastard meant. Fuck!
“What the fuck?! That wasn’t what I meant! Just shut up!” Vegeta blushed, his temper rising. It was impossible to tell if he was blushing or just red from rage.
“Enough, Turles” That was Goku as he placed a hand on Turles’ shoulder. It was a firm grip and Turles felt it; he narrowed his eyes for a moment before settling on a smirk, so Goku didn’t like him teasing Vegeta or getting too close. Interesting.
“You guys are no fun” Turles brushed off the ‘confrontation’, slapping Goku’s hand off his shoulder; none too gently.
“Turles, how much longer do we have to keep walking?” Tarble interrupted, sensing the tension in the air.
“The problem with that old goat is, we can’t go looking for him; he has to notice us. I don’t know where the hell he is… and going around is the only way to get his attention” Turles couldn’t understand it… it had always worked before.
“Wonderful. And we haven’t found the other one yet” Vegeta cursed.
“Old Kai isn’t too hard to find, Vegeta… you just have to anticipate where he’ll be hiding… and it’s usually behind trees or… behind certain buildings” Tarble explained. “Mostly bathrooms…”
Vegeta rolled his eyes.
…
1.5 hour later…
They were exhausted, the layout of the city was big and there was a lot of ground to cover. Goku and Turles were fine but Vegeta and Tarble were starting to get blisters on their feet from all that walking and also because of their inappropriate footwear; high heels. And the wigs… they were starting to get hot and itch. Both guys fought the urge to reach up and scratch.
“Let’s take a break, Tarble’s tired” Goku suggested, already urging Tarble to sit on the bench by the fountain in the heart of the city.
“Turles, we’re stopping” Vegeta joined Tarble. He sat on the bench, wasting no time in removing his shoes; much to his feet’s relief. “How the heck do girls wear these things, they’re hard to walk in”
“For fashion sake, I guess” Goku brought out a container of healing salve from the bag and went down on one knee; gently, he applied a generous portion to Tarble’s feet, soothing the pain away and slowly the blisters vanished.
“Thanks Goku…” Tarble blushed a tiny bit, he hadn’t expected that from Goku; but he appreciated the gesture.
“No problem. Want me to do yours, Vegeta?” Goku asked.
“Tend to your own ‘wife’, Goku” Turles relieved Goku of the salve and set to do the same for Vegeta. “I’ll tend to mine”
Vegeta sighed in exasperation, his frustration level quickly reaching to his neck. He snatched the container, surprising them as well as bystanders as he probed his leg up, bringing it onto the edge of the bench in a most unladylike fashion and applied the salve himself.
“Done!” Vegeta returned the salve to Goku.
“Damn” Turles pouted softly, then he picked up a scream from a distance. “Hear that? Follow the screams and you’ll find that pervert”
…
“The trail ends here… you’re not kidding when you said he was elusive” Goku frowned as another woman screamed.
“He has to be if he doesn’t want to get caught. Keep your eyes out for him and try to catch him” Turles kept an eagle eye out for the old man.
“We’re getting nowhere fast…” Tarbles leaned over, panting.
“Tarble’s right. By the time we rush over, the old fart would have gone for another target” Turles agreed. “We’ll need bait”
“AH!!” Tarble jumped. He turned around immediately.
“Tarble, what’s wrong?” Goku asked.
“Someone grabbed my butt!” Tarble answered, blushing.
All of a sudden, Vegeta tensed. His eyes had widened, his mouth hang slightly open, his face drew a blank look; he looked absolutely stunned.
“Ohhh… nice and firm, very nice”
The rest of the party turned to the source of that voice; behind Vegeta. They quickly discovered the source of Vegeta’s discomfort; in the form of an old, bald man, who had unceremoniously groped his ass with both hands.
Turles recognised him immediately. Still, master or no, no one touches his uke! Goku followed Turles' trail of thoughts, his initial shock now turned to anger at the audacity of the pervert. Goku and Turles moved in snyc, weapons drawn as they charged forward. The old man was faster and dodged their attack, evading them easily without much effort.
“Ohh not bad at all. Come on boys, you can do better than that” the old man was enjoying himself too much. Both Goku and Turles lunged forward, both with the same idea in mind. Both guys however, got in the other’s way resulting in a collision of head against head. Both guys groaned as they cradled their throbbing skulls, their heads spinning as they sprawled across the floor.
(Goku HP – 89, 6311/6400)
(Turles HP – 127, 5073/5200)
“Are you guys alright!?” Tarble asked as he approached them.
“Too bad boys, looks like I win” the old man was about to make a run for it when he felt a third attack coming towards him. “Sneak attack on me eh?” and smacked him right in the face.
(M.Roshi HP – 41, ?/?)
The weapon… a high heel shoe and the attacker; a very pissed off Vegeta.
“Ow… such rudeness from the young ones these days. Well I’m not staying” he ran in the opposite direction.
“Where do you think… you’re GOING!?” once again, Vegeta threw the other shoe. This time, it hit the guy right at the back of his head, knocking him some distance off his feet before flying back to Vegeta’s hand, much like a boomerang. The old man fell; face down on the floor, groaning as his face hit the stone floor.
(M.Roshi HP – 63, ?/?)
Master Roshi had started to get up when he was dealt with another blow to the head, this time by Tarble, who had taken a lesson or two from Vegeta and discovered another way a staff could be used, and not just for casting magic.
It had him seeing another round of stars.
(M.Roshi HP – 54, ?/?)
“Goku, hurry!” Tarble quickly moved back the moment the blow was struck.
“Get him!” Goku and Turles having recovered from their dizzy spell quickly threw themselves over him, using their weights to pin him down... One of them would have been sufficient, two... was an overload.
“Get off! You got me!” the old guy quickly surrendered, les they do more damage to his person.
With their target secured, both Vegeta and Tarble removed their disguises; relieved they could wear their usual robes again.
...
“Alright, you have my attention. Now what do you want?” Master Roshi stood up, brushing the dirt off his clothes. “You. I remember, you need more improvement though you have become stronger since the last time we've met”
“And you, still the same geezer with both feet in the grave. Why they didn't bury the rest of you, I wonder” Turles glared, still unhappy about the earlier incident.
“Still got that mouth eh. Anyways since you're here and you've brought friends with you. I'm assuming someone here wants to advance?” Master Roshi looked from Goku to Turles then to Vegeta and Tarble before returning to Goku again. “Hmm... It must be you; you have the skills of a fighter”
Goku nodded, bowing to show some respect. “I'm Son Goku”
“Yes, you seem strong enough. Then I will set up a test and if you pass, I will unlock your 4^th skill” then he turned to Turles “And I suppose you're here for another skill?”
“I'll team up with him first” Turles nodded in Goku's direction. “And when we get back, you grant him his skill and mine”
“Hmm... fair enough. Very well. I don't usually allow this but since your party managed to score a hit on me, I will allow it” he rubbed the back of his head, biting back a shout of pain as his fingers touched the still sore wound.
“I'm ready” Goku nodded, anxious but eager to start.
“Good. Then listen closely, this is what you will have to do. I want you 4 to go to the building two blocks from here. It's the building towards the back, you can't miss it. Getting in won't be easy though and if by some miracle you manage to get in, I want you to bring back a specific item from someone there. She's known as the enchantress and she's good at her job. The item you have to retrieve from her bears the symbol of 3 golden, interlocking hearts. You will know when you see it. I will be waiting here. Good luck”

“The tallest building... at the back... right?” Goku asked as he stared at the building.
“Ah huh...” Tarble answered, unable to turn his attention away from the building.
“Somehow, I just knew he would screw us over” Turles crossed his arms.
“What the hell is this place?” Vegeta's eyebrow twitched.
“Vegeta, Goku... welcome to the pride of Junk City... 'Allure' basically, a place where people cum and go...”
“It's a brothel” Vegeta caught on.
“An expensive place for men who either want a woman for a baby contract or... just want to have his cherry popped” Turles rephrased it for Vegeta. “I can guarantee your wealth doesn't necessarily grant you a room. It's like Tarble said before, the women will make the final decision. So are we really going in?”
“If you're really going, Goku... then I'm with you” Tarble spoke first, despite his discomfort.
Vegeta sighed as he watched Goku, gently he gave him a light punch on his arm. “I've never known you to be a quitter for all the time I've known you. We'll just go in, find out who this 'enchantress' is and get that item with 3 hearts on it. What are you so worried about, Goku. You're not going in alone”
Goku took a deep breath and nodded once. “Alright, let's go in”
All 4 party members braced themselves as they stepped into ‘Allure’.
To be continued ~

Just a quick note.
My friends are seriously busy it seems, and no, they’ve not written anything for their stories yet and I can’t chase them for it. Real life… yeah I also have my busy periods. Currently, I’m pretty much still stuck and unable to go forward. I’ll see how it goes, if not, I have two options. Either I carry on and not wait for them, then implement their ideas in later chapters or I put this on hiatus and work on my other stories first.
As always I hope you all enjoyed it. And don't forget to let me know what you think.
I hope to see you all again soon ~ XD
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