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Puss in Boots	By : Johnnyjosh Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1891 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Puss in Boots.

By Zoicyte aka Johnnyjosh

Fandom: DBZ, crossover with the `puss in boots' fable.

Rating; NC-17

Warnings; Yaoi, lime, lemon, language, violence.

Couple; Yamcha/Vegeta.

Notes; OOC, AU, TWT, general insanity. Yet another of JJ's
Fabulously Fractured Fairy Tales *LOL*.

Disclaimer; Don't own DBZ or the story, and am making no
money from this.

Archive; geocities.com/johnnyjosh/index.html all others ask
first, no mst'ing.

Special thanks to Anubiset for beta reading this little
monster for me! *glomps*

�Speaking�

*Thoughts*

~~oOo~~ Change of scene or POV

~~oOo~~

The next morning, in Ox's cabin.

Yamcha sat up in alarm as the entire cabin started to shake,
a loud pounding resounding from the door, nearly toppling the whole structure.
�Wha...who's there?!� He shouted, climbing out of bed and dressing quickly.

�It's me, Ox!� A loud voice called from outside.

�Ox?� Yamcha raised an eyebrow and slowly opened the door.
�Who's Ox?� He gasped as he saw the answer looming in front of him. *Whoa! This
guy's huge!* Yamcha stared up at the massive farmer.

�I'm Ox.� The man extended an unbelievably large hand to him.
�I own this land, and this cabin.�

�Oh! Gosh, I'm sorry!� Yamcha went inside and quickly packed
up his things. �I was just leaving anyway, to go to the city.�

�Oh no, you don't have to leave young man. I just wanted to
introduce myself, and..um...� Ox pondered how to bring up all the things
Yamcha's brother had said to him last night. �Well, the city, hm? You should
take some time to make sure you are familiar with the city laws before going
there, son, some of the laws, and their penalties, are quite harsh.�

Yamcha looked over his shoulder at the man, curious. *In all
the things mother said about the city, never once did she mention anything like
that.* �What kind of laws and penalties?�

Ox tried to remember some of the more extreme examples he'd
heard of, not caring if they were actually true or not. �Well, one time I heard
tell of a man being beheaded right in the city square, simply because he spit
at the wrong time, and his spit landed on the hem of a noblewoman's dress. She
screamed for his head, and boy, they gave it to her...literally,� the tall
farmer shuddered.

Yamcha stared at the man, flabbergasted. �Surely you jest,�
he said weakly.

�I most certainly do not!� Ox loomed over him, his
expression stern. �My friend Roshi, who has worked in the palace for the royal
family since he was a boy, told me so himself! Why, he was the very same person
who took the time to instruct me carefully on each and every one of the city's
laws and ordinances, so that I could safely come and sell my goods at the
market. He also made sure that I knew the best and safest routes through the
ogre's territory,� he grabbed Yamcha firmly by the shoulders, and peered into
his eyes. �These are things you would do well to learn, before rushing off to
the city. If you can't make it through ogre territory, you'll spend the rest of
your life as one of his slaves. But even then, if you did make it through, your
ignorance of the city ways could very easily get you killed.�

Yamcha stared down at the floor. He'd had no idea going to
the city could be so complicated and dangerous. *What do I do now?* He
wondered. *I can't just go barging through this ogre's lands, and once in the
city, how will I know what to do?*

Ox saw the change in the young man's features, and felt the
way Yamcha's shoulders slumped under his hands. �I'll make you a deal, Yamcha.
I could use an extra pair of hands around here, what with harvest time coming
up soon, and I'll need that same extra person to help me take all the crops and
livestock to the city to sell at the market. If you stay here for a couple of
months, and help me with my harvesting and hauling it to the market, I'll
instruct you in the ways of the city. When it's time to head to the market,
I'll show you the best routes through ogre territory, as well,� Ox stood up and
grinned down at him. �How about it? You can live here in the cabin, or stay at
the main house, it's up to you. I'll give you your room and board, and pay you
what I can now. Of course, the bulk of your pay would come after we sold
everything at the market, but you would have some money beforehand, I'll see to
that, because you might find things you like there, before the crops and
livestock are sold that you'd like to buy for yourself.�

Puar jumped up on the counter, and from there leapt up onto
Ox's shoulder, nuzzling his jaw and purring loudly.

�Hey, a kitty!� Ox grinned, reaching back and petting her.
�She's cute.�

Yamcha smiled. �Well, I suppose it would be better to learn
of the city, and this..ogre first. And, the money would come in very handy. I
accept your offer Ox, and thank you, for letting me use your cabin.�

�No, thank you. I can never seem to find decent help around
here; they all seem to be more interested in trying to take my little girl away
from us. My precious Chi-Chi,� Ox gushed.

Yamcha blinked and stared up at him. �I have no interest in
marriage and family just yet sir, your daughter is safe from me. I wish to
strike out and make my way in the world first, before I even consider settling
down with someone.�

Ox nodded. �Well, that's a very good plan son, a very good
plan indeed.� He looked around for a moment, remembering how he had lived in
this very cabin while building his house and barn, eager for the day he would
be able to go and ask his beloved FiFi to marry him. He smiled and looked out
the cabin window, lost for a moment in his reminiscing. �Well!� Ox clapped his
hands. �I'm sure my wife and daughter have breakfast on the table, and are
waiting for us, let's go eat, shall we?� Yamcha grinned and nodded, following
him.

The rest of the day passed in a blur for Yamcha, as he met
Ox's wife FiFi, and his daughter Chi-Chi, who was obviously very
marriage-minded. After they had breakfast, Ox took Yamcha on a tour of the
house and the barn, showing him all the livestock. After lunch, the fields and
orchards.

�You have an incredible farm, Ox!� Yamcha exclaimed. �Your
fields are even bigger than my father's were! And your livestock,� he shook his
head. �I wish someday I could be as prosperous as you.�

�Don't fret.� The large man clapped him on the shoulder
gently. �I will teach you more than just city ways, and routes through ogre
territory, I'll show you everything I've learned about running a successful
farm, as well.�

And so began Yamcha's education in the business of farming,
as well as the ways of the city, under Ox's careful tutelage. True to what Puar
had said, Yamcha was a hard worker, and a quick learner. He toiled all day in
the fields, or worked with the animals, without a word of complaint, and
listened carefully to all Ox had to teach him.

~~oOo~~

Late one night, after Puar and Yamcha had been living with Ox
for about three weeks, Yamcha lay in bed, Puar curled up beside him purring as
he scratched her behind the ears. �Well, Puar, what do you think? This is
working out pretty well, and I know we will easily be able to stay on until
it's time to take Ox's goods to the market, but what of us after that? The
money we earn will only go so far, what should we do with the money we get? How
can we make sure it is put to the best use? This is all so overwhelming, all
the things we have yet to do, and learn about the world, I think we lived a bit
too sheltered a life with father,� he sighed.

Puar looked up at him intently for several seconds. *Perhaps
it's time to reveal my secret. I can't tell him all my plans just yet, but I
can tell him just enough. I need his cooperation to a point, anyway.* She
bumped her head against his leg before getting up, stretching, and climbing
into his lap. �Don't worry, master Yamcha, I have everything all worked out,�
the cat chirped.

Yamcha gasped and nearly fell off the bed in his shock.
�P...Puar?!� He cried, jumping to his feet and staring down at her.

Puar growled softly, as she was tumbled out of his lap.
�Yes?� She looked up at him, quirking an eyebrow.

�You...you can talk!� He raised his arm and pointed a shaky
finger at her. �How..where did you learn to talk?!�

Puar smirked. �I can do a lot more than just talk, master.�
She jumped down to the floor and suddenly began to glow. Moments later, she
grew in height, body changing to that of a teenage boy, with long chestnut hair
and big brown eyes. �I am also a shape-shifter.�

Yamcha slumped into the chair, staring. �You...what are you?
How did you come to be with my father?� He sat forward as Puar sat on the bed,
looking down at the floor.

�It's a long story.� She said softly. �It all began almost
100 years ago. I was a young girl, in what is now the city of Vegeta-sei. I was
envied by some, feared by others because of my magical powers,� she sighed. �I
came from a long line of magicians, sorcerers, and witches. My family had
always been consulted, whenever disasters befell the city, or someone was
gravely ill.� Brown eyes came up to meet Yamcha's. �I never thought much about
my life beyond magic, certainly nothing about love, but my family did. They
were looking for a match for me, but most of the men in the village were afraid
of me. Except for an ugly old ogre named Oolong. He was determined to become my
husband, and have my power for himself. But I had no intentions of giving my
heart to anyone, least of all an ogre. But that was before he came to the
city..� A strange, misty look came into Puar's eyes. �Korin..he was a wizard.
He was strong, and handsome, I fell in love right away. My family decided Korin
was a good choice, so they went and announced that he and I would be married.�
She drew her legs up and shuddered. �Oolong's wrath was terrible. Storms raged
through the city for days, people grew sick and died, whole fields of crops
simply withered in a matter of minutes...� She shook her head. �He found an old
curse, one that would separate Korin and I from our bodies, and imprison us in
jewels for all eternity. We would still be able to think, and feel, but no one
would ever see us in our prisons.� Puar buried her face in her hands. �Korin
wasn't strong enough to stop it,� she jumped as Yamcha sat beside her and
clapped a hand on her shoulder.

Yamcha tilted his head to the side. �How did you get away
with just being turned into a cat?� He asked.

Puar sighed. �I didn't, but my family found us. They were
too late to stop it, so they banded together and used all their magic to give
us new bodies. Unfortunately they had to make sure he would never recognize us,
so they chose cat bodies. Which explains why we no longer have magical powers.
Then, my grandmother and grandfather gave up most of their power giving me the
ability to talk and shape-shift. There just wasn't enough power for them to
give Korin the same gifts,� she sighed. �The curse was for us to stay like that
for all eternity, but my parents managed to change it a bit. If we can each
bring together three people in true love, we'll be set free.�

�So, you have to help three people fall in love?� Yamcha
asked, eyebrows shooting up.

�No.� Puar chuckled. �Korin and I each had to strike out and
find the first person to help. He found Prince Vegeta the first, and I
found...your grandfather.� She smiled at his surprised gasp. �When I found him,
he was alone, penniless, a man with a mysterious past, and what looked like no
future. I teamed up with him and helped him make something of himself, and find
true love,� she sighed. �Then his four sons were born. The youngest son, your
father, was left to fend for himself when the head of the family passed on.
Together, we got his mill going, and he met and fell in love with your mother.�
She ruffled his hair affectionately. �Now, it's your turn.�

Yamcha was silent for several seconds, and then turned to
her, eyes wide. �So...the prince of today is Prince Vegeta the third, and I'm
the third generation of the family you're helping. As soon as you get both of
us to fall in love, you're free,� he grinned.

Puar turned and smirked evilly at him. �Yes...indeed, as
soon as we can get you two to fall in love, we're free.�

To Be Continued�

Oh boy, Puar's got something up her sleeve, huh? And man,
some story behind her and Korin! Will she succeed in her mission? Keep reading
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