We have the DBZ, GW, and FY gangs
waking up after being piled into one, big mansion. Duo crawled out of his
sleeping bag, which was placed in the middle of the living room, and walked
all the way up the stairs and to the right. He yawned as he popped open
the door. He stopped in mid yawn, with his mouth hanging open, and let
his hand drop from the doorknob. Nuriko and Hotohori were fighting over
the mirror in there. They glanced up at Duo and continued to push and pull
at each other. Duo pulled the door shut and headed for the bathroom at
the left end of the hall. He yawned again and looked for the bathroom.
He spotted it and opened the door slowly. No one was inside, but it was
sort of warm. He glanced in the mirror and winced at the sight of his hair
all over the place.
He shrugged it off and moved towards
the toilet. He did his duty, and was just zipping up his pants when the
shower curtain popped open, and Quatre's head poked out. Duo squawked as
he got caught in the zipper. He fixed himself and limped to the sink. "Mornin',
Duo." Quatre chirped. "Mornin'..." Duo squeaked. Quatre smiled and nodded.
"Take care." He pulled his head back through and closed the curtain. Duo
washed his hair and fixed his hair up a little, then limped out of the
bathroom. He headed for the stairs and started down. Halfway to the bottom,
he tripped over a discarded, peculiar weighted boot. He landed in a crumpled
mess at the bottom. He twitched several times and grabbed the railing,
pulling himself up. He grumbled and stormed towards the kitchen. Going
through the double doors, he was met with the sight of five men, food all
around them, all still eating.
Vegeta and Goku glanced up at him
and turned back to their food. Duo cautiously walked over to the counter,
spotting a carton of untouched milk. He edged closer and grabbed the milk,
bouncing out of the kitchen. He bounded into the den, and set the carton
down next to the remote. He walked all around, turning on the lights in
the dark den. He walked over and dropped down in the recliner, grabbing
the remote. He pressed the POWER button and the T.V. buzzed on. It flickered
lightly and began to glow. Duo's eyes widened and he jumped behind the
chair. The T.V., and every other power source in the den, had a chain explosion.
When the dust let up, Duo got up from behind of the chair and coughed up
a cloud of smoke. The room was black and sooty, and the inside of the T.V.
was now visible. "I hate Mondays." he groaned loudly.
Later that day, after several tries
of getting their cars, which they had been given, to start, and the engines
overheating, they had ended up walking to wherever they were headed. Miaka
held Tasuki and Tamahome's hands as they walked along. Those of the DBZ
gang that could fly, to the air. Bra and Pan had gone with their fathers,
and Marron with her mother, leaving Bulma and Chi-Chi walking. Gina, Yamcha's
girlfriend, had been transferred out of the city minutes after the invitations
had been sent. Yamcha had also not shown. Along with Bulma were Duo, Heero,
Trowa, Quatre, Wufei, Relena, Milliardo/Zechs, Lady Une, Lieutenant Noin,
Tamahome, Miaka, Chichiri, Tasuki, Hotohori, Nuriko Mitsukake, Chiriko,
who was getting a free piggyback ride from Mitsukake. The Seiryuu Seishi
had also been invited, too.
About half an hour later, Miaka stopped
and started complaining, "Tamahome! I'm tired!" Yui and Nakago rolled their
eyes. Tamahome picked Miaka up and placed her on his shoulders. Tasuki
fell in step behind Tamahome and ended up next to Nuriko. Nuriko wrapped
his arm around Tasuki's shoulder. "Too bad, chum." Tasuki looked at Nuriko
then pulled out his fan. "Rekkkka-Shien!!" Nuriko's eyes widened as the
flames swirled around him. Trowa and Quatre, who were behind him, got the
aftermath of the attack. All three of them coughed up smoke. Tasuki tucked
his fan behind his back and walked ahead. Duo and Noin patted Trowa and
Quatre on the back, resulting in more smoke and dust. Relena then clung
to Heero's arm and rested her head on his shoulder.
Heero glanced down at her and raised
an eyebrow. He shook his arm to get her off, but she only clung tighter.
He yanked her off and reached behind him, in the waist of his pants, until
he felt the butt of his gun. He moved back from Relena and pulled the gun
out. He pulled the trigger and everyone turned their heads toward the sound's
source. Heero tucked the gun back in the waist of his pants as Relena slowly
fell to her knees. Duo ran up to Heero and gave him a high five. "Way to
go, Hee-man! I've been waiting to do that for ages." Mitsukake put Chiriko
down and rushed to Relena, whose hands were now covered with blood. He
removed her hands and put his own in their place. Duo put on a small pout
on his face.
A blue chi blast and lightning bolt
stopped Mitsukake in his tracks. Everyone looked over at the Seiryuu Seishi.
Nakago and Soi both had smoke fading from their hands. "What are you doing?"
Hotohori asked. "We have to help this girl. Or she will die." Mitsukake
added. "Can't we just see how this will end?" "She'll end up dying!" Duo
cheered from behind them. Miaka glared at Duo and hopped off of Tamahome's
shoulders. "You should be ashamed of yourself." Duo pointed to himself
as he looked around. She advanced at him nodding. "You, a young male, should
be helping a young lady, like this one, when she needs it." "The only person
I help is my Hee-chan and his friends." Miaka gasped and backed up. "You're
just like that pervert, Tomo." "I resent that!" Tomo quipped from behind
the Seiryuu group. "You know it's true!" Tasuki yelled back. That started
the whole thing, and the Suzako and Seiryuu groups engaged in a battle.
Miaka and Yui stood to the side.
Relena moved her hands back over
her wound and coughed up blood as those who took to the air landed. Goku
looked over the area. Vegeta smirked at the brawling groups off to the
side. Goku looked down at Relena and pulled out his pouch. He shook two
senzu beans from it and knelt next to Relena. He held her chin and placed
one inside. He closed her mouth and made her chew it. Relena swallowed
and gave a small cough. Goku reached behind him and pulled out a knife,
which he used to remove the bullet from Relena's stomach, then he gave
her the second bean. Relena exhaled and let Goku help her to her feet.
He picked her up and took off back to the mansion. Now, we'll just say,
no one got anywhere, and a lot of healing was now needed.
Relena had been fully healed and was now resting peacefully with Chi-Chi
and Bulma watching over her. The younger groups, and the Seiryuu and Suzaku
groups, were confined to the house, while to the DBZ men took to the night,
the street parties, any kind of activity. The took to a really active bar.
They sat at the counter and ordered a few drinks. Trunks and Goten were
limited to five or six drinks. Gohan was limited to how much ever could
get him dizzy. Goku and Vegeta were limited to how much ever could make
them pass out or throw up. Trunks and Goten spread their drinking time
far apart. Gohan retired upstairs five hours after reaching. Trunks and
Goten were having the times of their lives on the dance floor. Goku looked
at them then turned back to Vegeta, who was idly leaning over his mug.
Goku whacked him on his back. Vegeta grunted and knocked his face on
the counter. "Argh!" he groaned. " You moron. My nose." Goku blinked and
looked at the blood running through Vegeta's fingers. The bartender pointed
to the bathroom off the side. Vegeta got up and made his way to the bathroom.
Goku shook his head. "I told him not to where that body suit." Half an
hour later, Vegeta didn't return, and Trunks and Goten just had their last
drink. They went back out on the dance floor and accidentally did the fusion
dance. Some of the dancers stopped and looked at him. Gotenks looked around
and then disappeared. Goku gave up on Vegeta coming back and went back
to his drinks.
Midnight hit and Goku had passed out on the bar. Upstairs, Gohan was
just waking up. He was in one of the rooms they had. He held his head and
groaned. he looked over at the person who was with him. His jaw dropped
open at the sight of the unruly mass of auburn curls. She turned over and
stretched. When she looked up at the person who was with her, she gave
a shrill gasp. "Gohan?" "Gina?" The two of them scrambled around to find
their clothes. In another room, Goten woke up with a sight next to him.
Trunks lay sprawled out on the other side of the bed. He dropped back on
the bed and sighed. Yet in another room upstairs, Vegeta was also just
waking up, with a massive hangover. He held his head and groaned. He glanced
over at the other side of the bed.
The person's hair was sprawled out all over the bed, covering their
body. He reached over and brushed the hair away. The person stirred and
slowly rolled onto their side. They opened their eyes and stared up at
Vegeta. Vegeta's face paled in comparison to it's original color and his
pupils dilated. He was staring into the face of a young man. The one who
owned the silver, flowing hair, and wonderful light blue eyes. Vegeta realized
that why his butt ached so bad. His face color faded raised to a pale green
and he leaned over the side of the bed, throwing up the contents from the
past several hours. The fact that it had been a new and nice adventure
to Vegeta, made him extract more contents from the last few days.
