BLESS YOU
CHAPTER ONE
Tien stared at the invitation in his hand one more time. It was an invite to Yamchas wedding. He flipped over the back of the card. It said R.S.V.P. about geust.
What geust? Tein thought. At first he thought it ment Chotzu, but he had received one too with the option of bringing a geust. Could it mean Lunch?
Tein walked over to the window of his small cottage and looked out to the veiw of the mountains. He hadn't seen Launch in nearly fifteen years. Last he heard she was driveing trucks and laying off the banks. The thought of her moving about the country and being free brought a smile to his face. She hadn't always wanted that. To be free. He remembered how she had told him back when they were living together that all he needed was a few nice home cooked meals. Her other half, Kushami, said he needed to loosen up. But somehow both of them wanted the same thing. To settle down.
Tein sighed and turned away from the window.
Chotzu came in then, waveing around the invitation like it was a kite.
"Look, look," He said cheerfully. "I can't beleive Yamcha's getting married!"
"I know Chotzu." Tein said turning his attention to his best friend. "It's like the discovery of a spotted zebra."
"Huh?"
"No one thought it would happen." , Tein explained.
"Oh." Chotzu said understanding. "I can't wait to see everyone again. It has been so long since the whole group has been together. Goku, Bulma, Master Roshi, Piccolo, Gohan, Goten, Trunks even Oolong and Vegeta!" His head perked up. "You think Launch will be there?"
Tein stared at Chotzu a little suprised, but then relized it was a normal question. Chotzu adored Launch while she was with them. She had tucked him in at night and made sure that they both started the day with a healthy breakfast. She had in a way treated Chotzu like he was her son. Tein knew he missed that.
"Mabey." Tein answered.
"I hope so." Chotzu said before flying out the door to play.
It was then Tein relized, he hoped so too.
Later that night Tein tossed and turned in his bed. He couldn't stop thinking about Launch. Weather or not she'd be there at Yamchas wedding. He turned over on his back and tried to think of something else. Like where he was gonna get a tux. Maybe some local guy down in the city. Chotzu was gonna throw a fit but if he had to then so did him. It shouldn't be that bad, he told himself. After all, everyone else was going to dress up. I wonder what Launch would be wearing? he thought.
Damn. He rolled over on his belly. He really did miss her. And he had only himself to blame.
He remembered the day he told her to leave. He was prepareing for the sayins and she decided to make him a huge dinner before he left. It must've taken her all day in the kitchen to make it. When he asked her where she got the money she had said that she stole it. She didn't even deny it. He was furious and refused to eat any of it. She yelled at him to leave so he did. He never saw her again. He had died in battle against the sayins. When he was brought back to life with the namekian dragonballs and went back to their cottage, she was gone. Had been for years.
Tein sighed and ran his hand along the right side of the bed. Kushami always slept on the right side of the bed. To this day he couldn't sleep on that side, as if she would come out of the bathroom in a minute and push him to the side so she could climb under the covers and curl up next to him in the way that made her hair tickle his cheek.
He turned on his left side so his back was to that side of the bed. Gotta get some sleep. Gotta get up early. Gotta forget.
A week later Tein and Chotzu landed in the desert just outside of Holo City. There were people running around so no one noticed the unusality of a flying three-eyed man.
He spotted Bulma infront of a large capule house, instructing caterers and flower people.
"No.No.NO!" she said to a delivery boy. "Put the flowers in shade or they'll wilt."
The scared boy rushed over to the nearest tree in fear of the blue haired woman.
Tein chuckled a bit then walked towards the house.
"Hello Bulma. How's it going?"
"Tein! Chotzu! Where have you been? We've been looking all over for you!" She exclaimed. "Get your butts inside and head to wardrobe!"
"But-" Chotzu said.
"NOW!"
Chotzu zipped past her and she pushed Tein into the hall then slammed the door behind him.
"That's a fine greeting." Tein said quietly. Him and Chotzu looked around the air conditioned house. It was larger then he expected it to be. Long hallways that faded into darkness, fully furnished rooms, a brick fireplace with a wooden mantle hanging over it. Man, Tein thought, Bulma sure knows how to put together a wedding reception.
He had no more then taken a step into the living room when a voice bellowed out, "TEINSHINHA!"
Before he turn around he was takled from behind by the groom-to-be.
"Get off of me Yamcha!" Tein said trying to pry him off with no avail.
Yamcha finaly got off of him and stood up. He was wearing a pair of fine tailored black slacks and grey t-shirt finely tucked into his pants. Seeing him so well pressed made Tein notice his apperance too. He was still wearing a pair of dust covered well worn jeans and green t-shirt that he was pretty sure was clean. That was not to mention the fact that he had just flown for hours over a scorching desert.
"Sorry man. I'm just so excited that you made it." Yamcha said.
"What would be a wedding without the best man?" Tein said playfully punching him in the arm.
"Uh . . ." Chotzu said as if really trying to figure it out.
"Hey Chotzu." Yamcha greeted. "Trucks, Goten, Marron and Oolong are out back eating some ice cream. You want to join them?"
Before he could get a response, Chotzu was out the door.
"Who's your friend Yamcha?" a delicate voice said behind them.
They both turned around to face a short brunett. She wasn't what anyone would call georgious or all out stunning, with her pale skin and petite figure, but the golden eyes that shown behind a pair of thick glasses held a rareness to them.
"Is this the best man? If so he should be being fitten in wardrobe by now." She said walking up to him.
Was she a wedding planner? Tein wondered.
Yamcha smiled and put his arm around the girls shoulders. "Tein," he said proudly. "I want you to meet Emliy, my fiance'."
Tein was shocked and knew it showed on his face.
Emily giggled a little. "Not what you were expecting?" she asked.
"No, I mean, yeah well," Tein studdered. He never studdered! But this was a bit supriseing. Yamcha was known for going for the glamorous supermodle type. The girls who laughed too much and wore too little. But this girl was more like the girl next store compared to the women Yamcha usually dated.
"Nice to meet you." Tein said sticking his hand out.
"Ditto." Emily replied shakeing his hand. Yamcha turned to her.
"Hey. Isn't it bad luck to see the bride befroe the wedding?"
Emily playfully poked him in the ribs. "That's only on the day of the wedding. And that isn't untill tomorrow." She said. "But I'll leave you two alone so you can catch up and talk about me." She reached up on her toes, but Yamcha still had to lean over, and kissed him on his cheek.
"Bye."
"Good-bye." Tein said politly.
After she was a safe distance down the hall Tein turned to his friend.
"Spill." he said simply.
"So you two met in the desert?" Tein asked as the two finished eating a snack in the living room. By 'snack' it was nearly a three course meal.
"Yup." Yamcha said leaning back against the sofa. "As you know I don't fight much anymore but I still like to head out her once in a while. Kind of like going home for the holidays.
"Well I was out training when I heard curseing that would make Vegeta blush. It ends up that Emily was out there charting teritory for an archeologist dig and her car over heated. I'll admit it wasn't love at first sight, especialy with her covered in oil and dush from trying to fix it. Well I fixed her car relizing that she was doing more damage than repair. When she found out that I had lived out here nearly all of my life she asked for my help in charting the place down and, well . . . you know, one thing led to another . . ." he shrugged.
"That's why you are having the wedding in the middle of the desert!" Tein said relizing why the cerimony was in such an obscure place.
Bulma came in then and walked promtly over to them then gave Yamcha a big hug.
"Hi. Sorry that I haven't had time to see much of you but the decoraters and the caterers," she said making a face.
"It's ok, Bulma." Yamcha said.
It was then that she turned her attention an Tein.
"Tein. I thought I told you to get your tight butt to wardrobe?"
He stood up and sighed. "Alright, I'm going." He turned down the hall, picking up his bag as he went.
"And if you see Chotzu, have him go with you. He'll be a hard one to fit!" Bulma yelled after him.
Tein thought Bulma was getting too power mad. It wasn't even her wedding! Then again she had always been a prefectionist.
As he went past the kitchen he heard giggling. Chotzu. He turded into the room and saw him with a large bowl of ice cream. Next to him were Trunks and Goten also eating but they had it smeared across their faces.
"Hi Tein!" Chotzu said cheerfully. "Lookee who I found." He pointed with his spoon.
At first he thought he ment Trunks ang Goten, but then he saw who the spoon was aimed at. A purple haired beauty.
Launch.
More a soon as possible I will post more!
Disclaimer: I do not own DB, DBZ or DBGT.
CHAPTER ONE
Tien stared at the invitation in his hand one more time. It was an invite to Yamchas wedding. He flipped over the back of the card. It said R.S.V.P. about geust.
What geust? Tein thought. At first he thought it ment Chotzu, but he had received one too with the option of bringing a geust. Could it mean Lunch?
Tein walked over to the window of his small cottage and looked out to the veiw of the mountains. He hadn't seen Launch in nearly fifteen years. Last he heard she was driveing trucks and laying off the banks. The thought of her moving about the country and being free brought a smile to his face. She hadn't always wanted that. To be free. He remembered how she had told him back when they were living together that all he needed was a few nice home cooked meals. Her other half, Kushami, said he needed to loosen up. But somehow both of them wanted the same thing. To settle down.
Tein sighed and turned away from the window.
Chotzu came in then, waveing around the invitation like it was a kite.
"Look, look," He said cheerfully. "I can't beleive Yamcha's getting married!"
"I know Chotzu." Tein said turning his attention to his best friend. "It's like the discovery of a spotted zebra."
"Huh?"
"No one thought it would happen." , Tein explained.
"Oh." Chotzu said understanding. "I can't wait to see everyone again. It has been so long since the whole group has been together. Goku, Bulma, Master Roshi, Piccolo, Gohan, Goten, Trunks even Oolong and Vegeta!" His head perked up. "You think Launch will be there?"
Tein stared at Chotzu a little suprised, but then relized it was a normal question. Chotzu adored Launch while she was with them. She had tucked him in at night and made sure that they both started the day with a healthy breakfast. She had in a way treated Chotzu like he was her son. Tein knew he missed that.
"Mabey." Tein answered.
"I hope so." Chotzu said before flying out the door to play.
It was then Tein relized, he hoped so too.
Later that night Tein tossed and turned in his bed. He couldn't stop thinking about Launch. Weather or not she'd be there at Yamchas wedding. He turned over on his back and tried to think of something else. Like where he was gonna get a tux. Maybe some local guy down in the city. Chotzu was gonna throw a fit but if he had to then so did him. It shouldn't be that bad, he told himself. After all, everyone else was going to dress up. I wonder what Launch would be wearing? he thought.
Damn. He rolled over on his belly. He really did miss her. And he had only himself to blame.
He remembered the day he told her to leave. He was prepareing for the sayins and she decided to make him a huge dinner before he left. It must've taken her all day in the kitchen to make it. When he asked her where she got the money she had said that she stole it. She didn't even deny it. He was furious and refused to eat any of it. She yelled at him to leave so he did. He never saw her again. He had died in battle against the sayins. When he was brought back to life with the namekian dragonballs and went back to their cottage, she was gone. Had been for years.
Tein sighed and ran his hand along the right side of the bed. Kushami always slept on the right side of the bed. To this day he couldn't sleep on that side, as if she would come out of the bathroom in a minute and push him to the side so she could climb under the covers and curl up next to him in the way that made her hair tickle his cheek.
He turned on his left side so his back was to that side of the bed. Gotta get some sleep. Gotta get up early. Gotta forget.
A week later Tein and Chotzu landed in the desert just outside of Holo City. There were people running around so no one noticed the unusality of a flying three-eyed man.
He spotted Bulma infront of a large capule house, instructing caterers and flower people.
"No.No.NO!" she said to a delivery boy. "Put the flowers in shade or they'll wilt."
The scared boy rushed over to the nearest tree in fear of the blue haired woman.
Tein chuckled a bit then walked towards the house.
"Hello Bulma. How's it going?"
"Tein! Chotzu! Where have you been? We've been looking all over for you!" She exclaimed. "Get your butts inside and head to wardrobe!"
"But-" Chotzu said.
"NOW!"
Chotzu zipped past her and she pushed Tein into the hall then slammed the door behind him.
"That's a fine greeting." Tein said quietly. Him and Chotzu looked around the air conditioned house. It was larger then he expected it to be. Long hallways that faded into darkness, fully furnished rooms, a brick fireplace with a wooden mantle hanging over it. Man, Tein thought, Bulma sure knows how to put together a wedding reception.
He had no more then taken a step into the living room when a voice bellowed out, "TEINSHINHA!"
Before he turn around he was takled from behind by the groom-to-be.
"Get off of me Yamcha!" Tein said trying to pry him off with no avail.
Yamcha finaly got off of him and stood up. He was wearing a pair of fine tailored black slacks and grey t-shirt finely tucked into his pants. Seeing him so well pressed made Tein notice his apperance too. He was still wearing a pair of dust covered well worn jeans and green t-shirt that he was pretty sure was clean. That was not to mention the fact that he had just flown for hours over a scorching desert.
"Sorry man. I'm just so excited that you made it." Yamcha said.
"What would be a wedding without the best man?" Tein said playfully punching him in the arm.
"Uh . . ." Chotzu said as if really trying to figure it out.
"Hey Chotzu." Yamcha greeted. "Trucks, Goten, Marron and Oolong are out back eating some ice cream. You want to join them?"
Before he could get a response, Chotzu was out the door.
"Who's your friend Yamcha?" a delicate voice said behind them.
They both turned around to face a short brunett. She wasn't what anyone would call georgious or all out stunning, with her pale skin and petite figure, but the golden eyes that shown behind a pair of thick glasses held a rareness to them.
"Is this the best man? If so he should be being fitten in wardrobe by now." She said walking up to him.
Was she a wedding planner? Tein wondered.
Yamcha smiled and put his arm around the girls shoulders. "Tein," he said proudly. "I want you to meet Emliy, my fiance'."
Tein was shocked and knew it showed on his face.
Emily giggled a little. "Not what you were expecting?" she asked.
"No, I mean, yeah well," Tein studdered. He never studdered! But this was a bit supriseing. Yamcha was known for going for the glamorous supermodle type. The girls who laughed too much and wore too little. But this girl was more like the girl next store compared to the women Yamcha usually dated.
"Nice to meet you." Tein said sticking his hand out.
"Ditto." Emily replied shakeing his hand. Yamcha turned to her.
"Hey. Isn't it bad luck to see the bride befroe the wedding?"
Emily playfully poked him in the ribs. "That's only on the day of the wedding. And that isn't untill tomorrow." She said. "But I'll leave you two alone so you can catch up and talk about me." She reached up on her toes, but Yamcha still had to lean over, and kissed him on his cheek.
"Bye."
"Good-bye." Tein said politly.
After she was a safe distance down the hall Tein turned to his friend.
"Spill." he said simply.
"So you two met in the desert?" Tein asked as the two finished eating a snack in the living room. By 'snack' it was nearly a three course meal.
"Yup." Yamcha said leaning back against the sofa. "As you know I don't fight much anymore but I still like to head out her once in a while. Kind of like going home for the holidays.
"Well I was out training when I heard curseing that would make Vegeta blush. It ends up that Emily was out there charting teritory for an archeologist dig and her car over heated. I'll admit it wasn't love at first sight, especialy with her covered in oil and dush from trying to fix it. Well I fixed her car relizing that she was doing more damage than repair. When she found out that I had lived out here nearly all of my life she asked for my help in charting the place down and, well . . . you know, one thing led to another . . ." he shrugged.
"That's why you are having the wedding in the middle of the desert!" Tein said relizing why the cerimony was in such an obscure place.
Bulma came in then and walked promtly over to them then gave Yamcha a big hug.
"Hi. Sorry that I haven't had time to see much of you but the decoraters and the caterers," she said making a face.
"It's ok, Bulma." Yamcha said.
It was then that she turned her attention an Tein.
"Tein. I thought I told you to get your tight butt to wardrobe?"
He stood up and sighed. "Alright, I'm going." He turned down the hall, picking up his bag as he went.
"And if you see Chotzu, have him go with you. He'll be a hard one to fit!" Bulma yelled after him.
Tein thought Bulma was getting too power mad. It wasn't even her wedding! Then again she had always been a prefectionist.
As he went past the kitchen he heard giggling. Chotzu. He turded into the room and saw him with a large bowl of ice cream. Next to him were Trunks and Goten also eating but they had it smeared across their faces.
"Hi Tein!" Chotzu said cheerfully. "Lookee who I found." He pointed with his spoon.
At first he thought he ment Trunks ang Goten, but then he saw who the spoon was aimed at. A purple haired beauty.
Launch.
More a soon as possible I will post more!
Disclaimer: I do not own DB, DBZ or DBGT.