Difficult To Look Away

CHAPTER 1: SLAP

There he was again. Being yelled by his football coach. Damn! He hated being yelled at and you couldn't say anything back. Why? 'cuz their friggin teachers that's why.

"KAKAROT, PAY ATTENTION DAMMIT!" His coach yelled in his face.

Kakarot flinched when was he was slapped, looking back to the man's eyes he smiled stupidly "s-sorry, coach!"

"Fuck it! I want 50 push-ups now!"

Kakarot immediately was on his hands counting while he watched his coach explain the next routine, it was his way of teaching and making the best team in the whole city, that's why everybody respected and feared him, a virtue for the older male.

He could hear cheers and giggles from the cheerleaders. Then that voice was in his ears "c'mon girls we have to get this done before we go home."

"Yes, vegeta!" He looked towards the girls, looking for the boy he had a crush ever since the beginning.

He spotted his black haired crush. Vegeta was not far away, he was dressed in some small purple shorts that barely covered his rump, a white sleeveless shirt and his sneakers, a shiver ran over his body. Vegeta felt someone's stare. Turning around his mint green eyes locked with Kakarot's, he smirked before one of the boy cheerleaders called him.

Kakarot suddenly was pulled brutally off the ground staring into another pair of mint green eyes "KAKAROT, WOULD YOU STOP STARING AT MY SON!?"

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to." He put a hand on the back of his head laughing nervously. Typical of him.

Yes it was true, Vegeta the pretty cheerleader with the hot body was the coach's son, the first time he knew, he was shocked. Mr. Vegeta was very over-protected with his son. And when you say 'over-protected' you're shocked at how much it is. You could barely look at him but you had to make sure it was a 'look' and not a 'stare' if you know what I mean; poor kakarot had been slapped more than once by his coach for staring for like ten seconds at the pretty boy. Kakarot was glad he wasn't the only one slapped that day.

Yamcha hit the ground with thud "YAMCHA, PAY ATTENTION! FIRST THE BAKA OF KAKAROT, NOW YOU!?"

He did his best not to laugh at his friend, they went on with the practice. School bell rang the sweaty football players grabbed theirs packs rushing to the cheerleaders. Kakarot acted like if he didn't see Vegeta and he 'accidently' bumped with him, making Vegeta's pack fall on the ground.

"Oh…I'm sorry." He bend down taking it and giving it to the smaller boy.

"It's ok, that's just one of the ways to get my attention, huh?" He looked up at him with a smirk crossing his arms around his chest.

Shit! This guy is clever! He laughed nervously "umm...I'm Kakarot..." he said in a rush smiling.

"Yes, I could hear my father calling you." His smirk turned into a smile.

Kakarot actually felt like melting. Suddenly the sun hit vegeta's face making his eyes stand out thanks to his porcelain skin. He was pulled out of his thoughts when something heavy and fast hit him on the face sending him to the floor.

"Are you ok!?" Vegeta was on his knees his hand cupped his cheek, Kakarot shook his head and sat up.

"I'm…fine." He looked to his right. Broly was standing there laughing his head off with his friends, Broly was part of the football team. He was about to yell something at him when vegeta was on his feet walking towards them.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM!" The small boy screamed in the taller guy's face

"Just having a little fun, kid." He smirked, looking over Vegeta to see Kakarot.

"Fun! I'll show you fun!" With that Broly was on the grass holding his jaw. A friggin cheerleader punched him! Not only that, the boy was only half his size "you like the way I have fun!"

Broly stood up "let's get the hell out of here."

Vegeta was tough. Really tough to be such a short guy though there was no doubt about that, his father had trained him very well, he was always open for a new lesson of martial arts. Ever since his mother died in that car accident he and his father had become close. Too close he would say but it never bothered him that his father was so over-protected. He had his reasons, he was a lot like his mother in some things. He sometimes thought his father loved him more than his brother Rafu, but then another thought was in his head maybe it's because I'm younger than him. Rafu was four years older no longer lived in the house. Plus he was happy he didn't have to fight with him always.

He walked back to Kakarot "sorry about that."

"It's ok…anyways, I was wondering if you and me could. Go out someday?"

Vegeta smiled he was about to say something when...

"VEGETA GET IN THE CAR!" Both teens looked to were the voice called.

Kakarot would pay for this but it was worth taking the risk, the man's glare told him everything.

"I'm coming!" Vegeta rolled his eyes "grumpy old man."

Vegeta grabbed Kakarot's arm taking a pen out of his pack writing his number on it.

"Call me tonight, ok." He smiled

"Sure I-I'll call you." He could swear he was gonna faint.

"VEGETA!"

"I'M COMING!" He ran to the black Porsche waving goodbye to Kakarot, who waved bye with a smile, but it vanished when his coach gave him a 'you are so dead' look. And took off.

"YES!" He jumped in the air. That was the most easiest thing he has ever done, maybe he would have 'bumped' with him earlier.

"Yo! Goku!" His friends ran up to him.

"Dude, did I just see what you did?" Krilin nudged him.

"Yep, I just asked him out." He showed them the cellphone number Vegeta had just written a few seconds ago.

Yamcha gave him a pat on the back and whistled. "You are so getting killed tomorrow."

Kakarot shrugged "it'll be worth it."

He and his friends walked to his grey BMW. It really was worth it, he was exited and scared for what would be coming next.