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Yamcha had decided to drop by Bulma's place out of boredom ( and desire to socialize, he was lonely okay?)
But of course, once he was in front of her front porch and knocking on her door for at least a minute or two, he realized that no one was home.. Just his luck.. Ho well, he would just use his spare key and wait for her to come back. Bulma didn't mind when he did this. (vegeta did.. but who cared. Not him! )
Letting himself in, Yamcha strode to the living room to sit on the couch.
The house was eerily quiet.. Except for the occasional clicks of the clock on the wall. Yam drummed his fingers on his legs, clearing his throat awkwardly while looking around and faking interest in the particles of dust in the air. It was always weird to wait for someone inside of their own house..
The sound of something heavy hitting the ground startled the ex fighter out of his thoughts. He stilled, waiting for another noise.. Nothing. Maybe he had hallucinated? No, no, he had definitely heard that.. oh! Perhaps Bulma was there after all? The sound probably came from the basement, if she was down there she just didn't hear him knocking.
yea, that would explain it..
Slowly getting up, Yam walked quietly to the door leading down into the belly of the house. oh, that's strange, the lights weren't on in the basement, giving the impression that the stairs descended into a dark.. endless..uninviting.. void. Okay, Bulma would definitively not be working in the dark.. Yea, she wasn't there.. He clearly didn't need to check into the creepy basement of darkness.. Ha.
Just as he was about to turn around, another sound made it's way to his ears, fainter, but still real enough to make him pause.
He really wanted to call out Bulma's name, just to make sure.. But something deep inside of his guts told him to keep quiet. He wasn't sure why, and it made him even more nervous.
He didn't have to check downstairs right? Na, he didn't have to.. But, what if it was a burglar? He should do something about it if it was the case.. Yea, okay, If he heard another noise he would go down, otherwise, he was going outside to wait for Bulma in the garden. This house was starting to give him the heebie jeebies
Peering into the darkness he waited.
'' Clank!''
Closing his eyes and sucking in a breath, he cursed mentally and started to descend into the darkness as quietly as he could.
Once at the bottom, he blinked a few time, trying to adjust his vision to the dark room. The light switch was somewhere in the middle of the place, ( Brilliant , just brilliant he thought) so he couldn't turn it on right now, unfortunately.
Oh how he had always hated entering the basement.. Mainly because of the way the shelves were placed. You couldn't see the room at first, you had to walk in the ''maze'' of shelves and junk to finally get a peek into the middle of the place. Kind of like a storage room, if the storage room was made for a horror movie who couldn't wait to jumpscare you.
Finally, Yamcha stood where he could actually ''see'' the room. He could barely distinguish some shapes and shadows.. none of them were moving, so that was good..
He felt the urge to turn around growing and growing the more he stood there, unmoving and blinding in with the fourniture.
He had heard something down there.. But now.. There was nothing.
Had he really imagined it? ..Yes..Yes, that must be it. there was nothing here with him, not a soul. Only inanimate boxes, tables, shelves and those two red glowing dots that probably belonged to a machine he couldn't see.
he let out a shaky breath of relief, convincing himself that he was safe.. and alone.
right before leaving, he saw the two red dots blink out of existence, only to reappear shortly after.
He stilled his mouvements again, eyes looked on the ruby lights ..Had the machine lacked power for a moment there?
Were they.. closer than before..?
heart starting to beat faster, Yamcha took a few step back.
The lights flickered out of sight again before reappearing. Definitely closer than before.
Now a bit more than nervous, he backed away a bit faster before he felt a thin rope touch his head, making him jump. Ho wait, maybe this was the light switch? Should.. should he pull it?
Ho and screw it! This was ridiculous, He wasn't about to die of fright because of his stupid fear making him see things in a dark creepy basement!
He pulled the cord.
Well.. the red dots weren't from a machine.. they were eyes.
And they belonged to none other than Freeza.
Yamcha blood ran cold as he stared at the tyrant like a deer in the headlights.
after a short stare down, Freeza's voice cut trough the silence, sharp and unamused.
'' You know, I was truly hoping that i could go trough with this little plan without running into any of you idiots.. But it seems that i was not so lucky..''
His eyes narrowed.
'' but then again, right now, your luck is probably more rotten than mine..''
A bone chilling smile crept it's way onto the reptile face as he started to advance slowly towards the human.
Panicking, Yamcha tried backing away some more but he soon hit one of the shelves behind him, making a few gadget on it fall off.
It made Freeza laugh.
'' Looks like you have no where to run..''
No, no, no, He couldn't die like this! Not right now and in this way! But, what could he do..? try to fight? His mind was racing.
Out of sheer desperation and panic, he grabbed a random item on the shelf, which happened to be a glass bottle filled with an unknow liquid. With a bit of chance it would be acid, or burn enough to create a distraction.
Not thinking twice, Yamcha threw it at the tyrant who was now a few feet in front of him.
surprised, Freeza didn't have the time to doge. The glass shattered on him and the liquid held within splashed around, some droplet also hitting Yamcha, who immediately felt a tingling sensation on his skin.
Freeza looked really pissed now. welp, it was worth the try thought the ex fighter as he pressed himself harder onto the shelf.
Wiping the fluorescent liquid from his body , the tyrant lifted a menacing finger in his direction.
'' now you've done it! I was going to give you a quick and merciful death, but now-''
The emperor suddenly stopped, looking confused, he blinked a few time while shaking his head.
Yamcha felt his vision fading, he also blinked a few time. was he dying..?
last thing he saw before his eyes went completely dark, was Freeza catching himself from falling.
He felt really light...
after a few second of nothingness, Yamcha felt like he could open his eyes again, so he did, slowly.
Ho.. that's strange.. He could see himself standing in front of him. weird, was he a ghost or something? last time he died he didn't get to hang around his corps like a phantom.. Wait, his body was moving.
Yamcha watched, perplexed, as his body shook his head and blinked a few time, only to freeze and stare in his direction, wide eyes and mouth open.
(wait, why I'm i looking at my-) suddenly realizing that he could feel a slow but steady heartbeat and skin on himself, he looked down at his hands.
with a strangled noise of surprise, Yamcha quickly snapped his head to one of the metallic cabinet where he could see his reflection.
He was in Freeza body.
His jaw dropped. He stared for a few seconds, to shocked to say anything, until he saw '' his'' body enter the reflection with a gasp of horror.
freeza grabbed Yamcha by the shoulders, lifting him off the ground to meet his gaze, shaking him a bit in the process.
'' wh-what IS the meaning of this?! Why i'm I stuck in your..Your pathetic excuse of a body?! Make us go back to normal!! ''
Still shocked, yam shrugged as best as he could.
'' I … don't know..How..''
dropping him back on the ground, Freeza angrily shook his head, groaning as he brushed some hair out of his face.
'' You don't know ?! No! You are going to find a solution to this immediately or I am going to k-''
The tyrant stopped, realizing that it was out of the question to hurt his own body.. Yamcha also realized this, which reassured him greatly.
Looking even more frustrated, Freeza tried to calm himself down by closing his eyes and breathing hard by his nose. After a moment, he reopened his eyes to look at... '' himself''
'' alright, you are going to help me fix this, there has to be a ''cure'' somewhere in this place. I refuse to stay trapped in this.. repulsive flesh prison for any longer than i have to! ''
shaking off how strange it was to watch and hear himself speak, Yamcha placed his fists on his hips, offended.
'' what do you mean repulsive flesh prison?! I'll have you know that I'm very handsome! And i take very good care of my body!''
Freeza '' tsk'' and rolled his eyes.
'' it doesn't matter how well you took care of this..bag of meat, any other body is a downgrade compare to mine.''
Yam crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow.
'' Hum, well at least i don't look like a midget mime from space.''
'' PARDON?!''
'' YOU HEARD ME!''
turning red, Freeza almost screamed,
'' I'll have you know that I am considered very attractive by most of the species in this universe!''
yam scoffed, '' yea, well, if someone asked me if i found them attractive, and a negative answer would end in death, I would probably answer in the positive..''
Holding himself back from strangling the infuriating human that inhabited his body, he stomped his foot, fuming.
'' oh! You are going to regret every words that came out of your mouth once were back to normal.''
'' wow! now i really don't want to help you!''
Freeza brushed some hair out of his face again, jabbing the ex fighter in the chest whit a finger.
'' You don't have a choice here, because i'm not letting you leave until we find a way to turn back, so get to searching, and stop speaking!''
The tyrant immediately started to look around in the boxes, while occasionally glaring at Yamcha.
coming down from his sassy mood, yam faked looking in a box while his mind was starting to race again. What should he do? what could he do? Freeza would never dare harm his own body seriously.. So he was safe for now..As long as he didn't push his buttons some more. he gritted his teeth.
( Buuut.. I don't necessarily want to be stuck in his body either..This can't be a permanent situation, I need to find Bulma as soon as I can, and explain to her what the hell is going on! )
he stopped his train of thoughts when he passed in front of the reflective surface again. he stopped to observe his new body.. Okay, maybe he could take a small moment to analyze it..
He leaned closer and wiped at his mouth, the black lipstick didn't smear or get lighter in shade. Hum, natural makeup he guessed, cool.
he turned a bit to get a good look at ''his'' tail. He tried to move it himself and the long appendage twitched and moved a bit. My god that felt weird.. Maybe he would need a bit of practice to control it..
It was also very strange and uncomfortable to be standing here naked.. He really felt like putting something on..
yamcha stroked the skin on his arms, it was thick and smooth, very muscular.. Not human at all in texture. Interesting.
He gave one of the purple part of him a little knock, it resonated a bit, Hurg, felt weird.. Not trying that again..
He looked down at the rest of his body, hey, at least, even if he was naked, he had nothing to hide.
He snorted quietly before suddenly asking himself it this was really the case.. He furrowed his brows.
The ex fighter gave a quick glance at Freeza who was busy reading a label or something, before looking back at himself.
He did not need to know if the reptile had anything down stair.. Why was he even wondering if the damn space lizard had reproductive organe?!
But he would never know he he didn't check now.. It would haunt him! A screw it, just a quick look wont hurt, this was for science he told himself.
with caution and curiosity, Yamcha slowly guided his fingers towards his crotch, until the screech of horror coming from behind him stopped his..'' experiment..''
'' what the bloody hell do you think you're doing?!!''
Yamcha quickly placed both of his hands up in surrender, mortified to have been caught.
'' HUm..Nothing! I swear i was just curious!!''
freeza was turning crimson,
'' CURIOSITY??! YOu think that THIS IS a wORTHY excuse to DARE touch me?! Lord Freeza?!!''
'' well.. technically.. I touched myself..''
To furious an embarrassed to care about preserving his body, the tyrant marched right up to Yamcha to deliver a solid slap to his face.
it did nothing, Yamcha didn't even flinch or feel it. Freeza on the other hand, was now clutching his palm, cursing colorfully.
wide eyes, both men suddenly realised what this meant..
Freeza was stuck with Yamcha's strength, and Yam.. with Freeza's power..
The ex fighter laughed a bit while looking down at his hands in awe.
'' No way! this is..'' Not finishing his sentence, He slowly lifted his gaze back up to Freeza who was now backing away, still holding his hand.
His voice tried to come out as commending and confident, but it was hard not to notice the hint of nervousness.
'' Thi- This doesn't change a thing! You wouldn't dare damage your own body now, would you?''
now smug and Smiling, yam strolled towards the emperor who backed away some more, only stopping when he met the wall.
yam tapped his chin in a fake display of contemplation.
'' na, i won't hurt myself if i don't have to, and i won't have to, because you are going to follow me like a good prisoner so we can explain the situation to my friends once they get here..''
Out of frustration and panic, the cornered reptile tried to hit him again, only to be struck brutally and sent flying by Yamcha's tail.
'' oupss..'' yamcha gave a wary glance at the new appendage.. Guess all the combat reflexes were still there..
he quickly approached his body, hoping that he hadn't accidentally killed himself.. that would be awkward..
Ho good, he was still breathing..
With a sigh of relief, he lifted the unconscious man on his shoulder. it was kind of awkward carrying him like this due to the size difference..But whatever, he could manage.
'' alright! time to go find the gang..''
after climbing up the stair, Yamcha checked the windows to see if anyone was coming.. oh! he stopped when he noticed Bulma, Vegeta, Goku and krillin outside in the garden. It looked like they had just arrived from picking up food..
He pouted, why did they never invite him to things like that..
shaking his head, he headed to the door, dragging his unconscious body behind him. He should proceed with.. caution..
'' yea I know its a pain in the bu-''
Bulma abruptly stopped when she noticed the tyrant approaching them, carrying the body of her friend Yamcha with him. She pointed a trembling finger in his direction, to shocked to say anything.
Curious, the three other turned their attention to what she was looking at, all of them were now also staring in disbelief and shock.
dropping the body on the ground, Yamcha raised his hands in surrender, okay, he would have to explain his situation quickly before things went south.
'' Guys, please, don't freak out, Listen, you won't believe what happened..''
Bulma shrieked, '' H- He killed Yamcha!''
He frowned '' what- No! Guys, I'm fine, he's fine! Listen! I'm ya-''
Before he could finish his sentence, Vegeta send a vicious kick his way, which he managed to doge last second.
( Wow! Hostile! this would have definitively killed me if i was still...me )
Vegeta clenched his fists.
'' YOU have some nerve to come back here again so soon!''
Goku added,
'' Plus you beat up Yamcha! like, come on! Yamcha? ''
Krillin also shouted,
'' Yea! Life is already beating him up enough as it is! You don't need to add to it!',
'' okay, first of all, ouch. second of all, would you please just listen! I'm trying to tell you that i'm-''
Another attack from Vegeta interrupted him yet again, this time he barely had the time to avoid the blast.
Bulma screamed at her husband,
'' be careful you idiot! You could have injured Yamcha or destroyed the damn house!''
'' Ho well i'm sorry for trying to rid the world of this vermin!''
Okay, this was getting pretty bad.. he should leave before getting turned into a pile of ash..
In hindsight.. this was a terrible plan..
Not waiting for the next attack, yamcha flew away as fast as he could.
'' Hey! get back here!!''
Vegeta immediately went after him.
'' Wait for me!''
For a moment, Bulma watched the two saiyans fly after the retreating lizard, before running to her unconscious friend side. She checked his vitals and sighed with relief when everything seemed in correct order..
Krillin nervously wiped his brow.
'' ho man! I can't believe he's back again! I really don't feel like blowing up a second time..''
She turned to him, a bit annoyed '' If you're done freaking out, could you please help me take care of Yamcha??''
Krillin rolled his eyes,
'' yea, yea, like you weren't freaking out earlier..''
He lifted the ex fighter over his shoulder.
'' Ho boy, looks like he's been hit pretty hard, glad it wasn't me for once..''
'' Shut up and get him in the house!''
'' yea , yea''
Bulma gave one last wary glance to the sky before quickly fallowing Krillin.
she had to admit.. It was strange how the tyrant hadn't even tried to fight anyone before fleeing..
Very strange indeed...