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Aikouka Keiretsu	By : Mistress535 Category: Dragon Ball Z > General Views: 1817 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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In Your Shoes
Chapter 1
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"And you're doing what exactly?" Nozomi asked, leaning against her knees and
watching Kosui draw a mandala in chalk around her.
"I'm going to try this spell out and see if it makes my breasts bigger, since
there's no way I can have surgery," Kosui replied, looking back at an aged book and
running her finger down the page.
She raised a brow, "You do realize that's insane, right? Besides, there's nothing
wrong with your breasts. Your track records with mandalas isn't exactly great either, it
could have the opposite effect."
"You would say that," Kosui said, giving her an annoyed look, "I assure
you that this is one hundred percent foolproof. I've studied it for over a week,
translated it three times, and even charged the stones for it. There's no way I can get it
wrong. You can look at it when I'm finished drawing it to make sure."
Nozomi rolled her eyes and turned her head at a noise from the door.
"I've been looking all- What is she doing?" Piccolo asked, walking in and
raising a brow at Kosui, who was busy drawing symbols around her directional points.
"You really don't want to know," she smiled, getting up and looking at him,
"Why were you looking for me?"
"I was going to tell you I was going to leave you here if you didn't hurry
up," he replied gruffly.
"Oh no!" she said dramatically, "It's not like I can't fly Piccolo, you
could have left me to figure it out like last time."
He chuckled, raising his brow again as Kosui brought the large tome over and handed it
Nozomi, watching the younger girl walk back into the middle of the mandala. Nozomi was
looking from Kosui's drawing to the book, her brow furrowing.
"Sui, you-" her head snapped up as Kosui began chanting the incantation, and
she paled, "Kosui! That's the wrong-"
There was a loud boom, like a clap of thunder, that blew the mandala outward off the
floor, chalk dust going everywhere, leaving only a faint line left. They coughed, and
Nozomi frowned.
"You baka, that was the wrong-" she stopped, realizing the voice that had
came from her throat was a gruff baritone, and she blinked, turning her head and looking
into her own horror-filled eyes, "KOSUI! YOU DUMB ASS! WHAT DID YOU DO?!"
Piccolo's jaw dropped, and he looked at his hands, almost swooning at the coral nail
polish on his now graceful bronze hands, "I'm- I'm-"
"This is so weird," Kosui said, sinking to her knees.
"Change us back, or so help me," Nozomi growled, striding over and jerking
her up, snarling.
"What is going- PICCOLO! Put her down!" Tholi gasped, seeing Piccolo holding
Kosui up by her collar and Nozomi staring wide-eyed at her hands.
Kosui yelped as she was dropped onto her rear, and Tholi raised an eyebrow, "What
exactly is going on? And what was that-"
She looked down at the floor at the faint chalk lines, and back at them, "Just
what did you do Kosui?"
"Yes Kosui, tell her what you did!" Nozomi barked, watching Piccolo look at
his new chest and begin lifting his hands, "DON'T TOUCH THOSE!"
"So, you switched Piccolo and Nozomi's bodies," Tholi said, watching them
stare at her, "Let's see what you were trying to do."
She walked over and picked up the book, frowning as she looked over the page and then
at the floor, "You drew the wrong mandala."
Kosui ran ver and looked, "But I drew it exactly- Oh, that one's counterclockwise.
My bad."
Nozomi twitched, "My bad? You say it like nothing happened. I want back
in my body dammit!"
Tholi thought it might be comical if the circumstances were different seeing Piccolo
completely animated and Nozomi completely calm. But they weren't themselves, so to speak,
"I'll figure out what mandala was used and then I can figure out how to reverse
it."
"How long do you think that will take?" Piccolo asked, his cheeks turning red
at his voice.
"Maybe a week," she replied, watching both of them stare at her, "Until
then maybe this will teach you all some tolerance of each other."
"We tolerate each other just fine," Nozomi growled, wanting to shiver at how
seductive it sounded, seeing Piccolo cross his arms.
"I suggest you go home and decide how you're going to handle this . . . delicate
situation, and I'll start looking for the mandala that Kosui used."
"Fine," they said in unison, Piccolo beginning to walk out, not seeing Nozomi
look at his hips and roll her eyes.
"Don't walk that way! You look like a man!" she barked, stomping after him.
Tholi shook her head and then frowned, "And you."
Kosui froze from where she was trying to sneak out a side door, and her pale skin paled
further.
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Nozomi watched Piccolo walk over to his, or ‘her' now, usual spot and settle into
the floor, crossing her legs and arms. Nozomi put ‘his' hands on his hips with a
frown, "Let's get something straight."
She opened an eye, and then glared, "Do you have to stand like that?"
He scowled, "I'll stand how I want. You on the other hand; you will bathe every
day, you will eat three times a day, and you will sleep in a bed."
"And you won't stand like that!" she scowled back.
"And no TOUCHING my body!" he screamed, watching her eyes widen.
"Well, same goes for you!" she yelled back, "Why would you even bring
that up?"
"If you don't know, then I'm not telling you," he hissed, turning purple.
She blinked at him, and then set her jaw, "Well, then I get to lay down a few
rules too. You will not put your hands on my hips like that or do anything overtly . . .
girly."
"Fine. Just to let you know, I will be eating. Just because you don't as a general
rule doesn't mean I'm not going to," he said.
"I don't really care as long as you don't get my body killed or maimed," she
growled, then looked at her nails, "And if I catch-"
"I do realize I'm a guy now P-sama," he said, rolling his eyes, "Just
remember you're a girl, and girls don't strut, okay?"
She snorted, an unfamiliar sensation starting in her abdomen before it suddenly
growled. She looked up at Nozomi and watched him smirk, realizing she didn't know how to
cook.
"Still sure about a few of those rules?" he smirked, "I believe you
called my cooking ‘girly' once."
She smirked back, "I could always find something to eat on my own."
He scowled, "You wouldn't dare."
"Try me," she said lowly, watching him glare.
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Nozomi stretched his back after putting his toothbrush back in the holder, walking into
the bedroom and scratching a hip as he pulled the sheets of the bed back.
"What in the nine Hells do you think you're doing?!"
"Going to sleep," he grumbled, climbing in and mentally surprised his feet
weren't hanging off the end of the bed, "Don't worry Piccolo, I'm not going to try to
molest you."
Piccolo grumbled something unintelligible and he smiled, reaching back and pinching her
rear, "Shut up and go to sleep P-sama."
He grunted as a foot landed hard on his butt, and frowned as the covers were pulled off
his body. He sat up and frowned at two blazing blue eyes glaring at him, and sighed,
"Fine. If you want to be a bitch, fine. I'll just sleep on the
couch. I don't see why you're so worried about me doing anything to you."
He got up and began walking out, still grumbling, "Thinks I'm a fucking pervert,
damn."
She smirked, beginning to get warm and feeling her eyelids drooping.
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She woke up to her stomach growling and the urgent need to urinate, running to the
bathroom and looking groggily at the time. It was after nine in the morning, and she
groaned pulling down her pants and stepping up to the toilet, reaching down and-
For a split moment, she panicked, staring down at herself with wide eyes, and then
turned around and sat with a resigned grunt. Finishing, she stretched, staring at herself
in the mirror while she washed her hands. Her hair was everywhere, and she had a somewhat
glazed look in her eyes. Grumbling, she went downstairs, her eyes widening at the sight in
front of her.
Nozomi was cracking eggs into a bowl in a stylish button-down shirt and jeans,
whistling cheerfully. She blinked, thinking of how odd it was to see his real body in
something other that a gi, doing something like cooking. Nozomi turned and stared,
wondering if she really looked like that when she woke up, or if Piccolo was just
ignorant, and decided on the later.
"You didn't brush my hair," he growled, "I'd prefer not to have dread
locks when I get my body back."
She snorted before going over to get a glass, suddenly sniffing, "What is
that?"
"What?" he asked, raising a brow.
"That smell. You smell," she said, leaning over.
His nose wrinkled, "Well, that would be your normal scent times ten, covered with
sandalwood. There wasn't any soap that didn't smell like flowers. I'm going to town today
to get you stuff, and you're going with me. Go take a bath while I finish breakfast. And
be sure to condition my hair after you wash it."
"Do what?" she asked, looking confused.
He sighed, "Look, I'll put your hair up, you take a bath, and I'll wash your hair.
How's that?"
"Whatever," she growled.
"How about I just give you a bath?" he smirked, "I
promise you'll enjoy it."
She stared at him, "Hentai."
He chuckled, turning her around and finger combing her hair out, braiding it and
securing it into a bun with a pair of plastic chopsticks, "Now go and I'll be up to
check on you in a minute."
She began walking out, a shocked yell flying from her lips as a hand smacked her on the
backside, and she glared over her shoulder, watching him smile. Upstairs she turned on the
water and looked down at her clothes, thinking. How many times had she wondered what this
body looked like nude when she was a man? It was irony at its worst. Taking a deep breath,
she closed her eyes and tore off the flimsy pajamas, jumping in and washing off as quick
as possible. Getting out, she opened her eyes enough to grab a towel, shutting them again
as she threw it around herself, drying off with her ki.
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He looked up at the ceiling as he felt a flare in her ki, putting the quiche in the
oven and going upstairs. Knocking on the bathroom door, he opened it without waiting for
an answer and was promptly greeted by a loud, painful shriek.
"Dammit Piccolo!" he yelled, covering his ears, "Chill out!"
"You were trying to see me naked!" she accused.
He raised a brow, "I see that body naked every day." He smirked, "Did
you enjoy looking at it?"
She sneered, "Did you enjoy looking at mine?"
He cleared his throat, "Actually, I haven't."
"Well, neither have I," she said.
"Are you gonna get dressed, or go out in a towel?" he smiled.
"I don't want you looking at me."
"Like I said, I see that body naked all the time. It's not that big a deal,"
he said, "But if it bothers you, just go in there and put on some underwear, and I'll
pick you something out to wear."
"You're enjoying this!" she snapped.
He frowned, "And you're going insane. Do it, or I will."
With a huff, she turned and stomped into the closet, staring around the large walk-in.
Why in Hell does Nozomi have so many clothes? And shoes? She went to a dresser and opened
the top drawer first, grabbing a pair of panties and holding them up, frowning.
He held up three fingers and began counting down, chuckling when she yelled at him
again.
"Do you own any underwear that covers your ass?!"
"No," he smirked, "The little strip goes-"
"I KNOW WHERE IT GOES!"
He laughed, thinking he really was enjoying this.
She scowled, digging through the drawer to see if Nozomi was lying to her, and felt a
book. She pulled it out and raised an eyebrow as she looked at the title, Tickle
Your Fancy: A Woman's Guide to Sexual Self-Pleasure. Opening it to a random page,
she felt her cheeks begin to burn and slammed it shut after a minute, stunned. Putting the
book back, her hand brushed something else, and she pulled the drawer out farther. Finding
what she was looking for, she picked it up, curiousity getting the better of her, I
wonder why it's green?
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