Episode 6: Sparks Flying
Over the next couple of weeks Kita warmed up to the Z fighters, especially Goten, who she love to spoil, naturally as his Aunt. She was moved to Capsule Corp, under the watchful eye of Bulma. When healing she had frequent visitors mostly Iszumi and Goten, and amazingly Vegeta, who always had questions about her abilities, and the history of female Saiyans. Strangely the two seemed to form a relationship, a love-hate. You could never be sure what you would see next, them being affectionate or ripping each other's heads off. They seemed to find comfort in each other.
"You are the most adorably stubborn man I have ever met." Kita beamed at Vegeta.
"Urgh!" Vegeta grunted, clearly embarrassed by the semi-compliment.
"Aunt Kita, Aunt Kita!!" Goten cam running towards her and toppled her to the ground.
"Goten!" Kita giggled. Next Trunks came running and too jumped on Kita, which only made her giggle harder.
"You silly boys, what are you doing?"
"Come play with us, Aunt Kita." Goten pleaded.
"And what shall we play my younglings."
"TAG!" The boys yelled in unison.
"Ok, you're it." Kita tagged Trunks and the boys took off.
"Can I play?" Iszumi asked.
"Yes, go on." Kita replied, Iszumi took off at remarkable speed.
"Want to play Vegeta?"
"I have more important things to do." Vegeta turned to walk away.
"More important then your son?" Kita began to follow him.
"I must continue training for the tournament." He snarled.
"Can't you put that off for an hour or two?"
"A couple of weeks ago you would have understood."
"What does that mean?"
"When your first came here you were cold, ruthless…a true Saiyan warrior. And now…"
"Now what?" Kita interrupted.
"Now you're like that airhead Kakorate, soft, weak." He looked at Kita with disgust, as if she were beneath him.
"And you're an arrogant jackass like your father." Kita growled, furiously.
"Don't you dare talk about my father you mindless babbling bitch."
"Then don't talk about my brother you inconsiderate, self-centered pompous ass." Both Kita and Vegeta glared evilly at each other, tempers rising.
"You are impossible." Kita rolled her eyes and turned to walk away.
"You are a mystery to me, like you are two different women." Vegeta stopped her from walking away. Kita rolled her eyes, trying to break free of his grasp.
"Don't you like a mystery?"
"I do when it comes to you." Kita and Vegeta stood gazing into each other's eyes, unaware of their surroundings.
"He, he…Grr…Ploop!" In the distance Iszumi, Goten and Trunks ran around, knocking each other down. Vegeta looked towards his son, playing, unaware that he was being watched.
"You love your son…" Vegeta turned back to her, shocked that she was there, "I can see it in your eyes."
"Can you? What else is in my eyes?" Vegeta asked, stone-faced.
"Sadness…You try so hard to be tough but all you want is to be one of them. Free."
"You're it!" Yelled Trunks, running away skillfully, dodging Goten has he drove. Suddenly Iszumi stopped.
"What are they doing over there?" Iszumi asked, instantly Goten and Trunks looked. There on the other side of the yard was Kita and Vegeta.
"Looks like they are talking." Trunks replied.
"I thought Aunt Kita was going to play with us." Goten whined.
"Maybe she forgot." Trunks said.
"Looks like they are fighting again." Iszumi pointed out.
"Those two never get along." Trunks elaborated.
"Then how come they are always together if they can't get along?" Goten asked.
"I dunno." Iszumi replied.
"Ever since Kita found out my mom was marrying Yamcha, those two are always together." Trunks scratched his head, confused.
"Whatever…who care? Let's play." Iszumi slapped Trunks on the back, knocking him to the ground. Trunks burst out laughing and the game continued on.
"Why do we always have to fight?" Kita screamed, pushing Vegeta away.
"It's what we do, we fight and then we make up." Vegeta smiled mischievously.
"Vegeta." Kita laughed as he pulled her closer into his embrace.
"What?" He growled. He smiled, one of those rare smiles he reserved only for her.
"You're crazy." She laughed as he pulled her even closer, so that they were nose to nose.
"I love you." Vegeta peered into her eyes and watched as the realization sink in. Slowly a smile formed and tears ran down her cheeks.
"I love you too." She replied before he kissed her.
"Hey guys I'm going to go get a drink of water." Iszumi called before running off towards the house. Over near the greenhouse she saw a familiar face, Android 17. They had taken an instant like to reach other; they especially loved to spar with each other, in secret of course, Iszumi has said before that she didn't want to show her power to anyone. But somehow she felt comfortable, safe, showing her capabilities to only him.
He was standing there gazing into the greenhouse, deep in thought.
"Hey 17, what you up too." Iszumi came up behind him.
"Thinking…"
"I could see that." Iszumi smacked his arm.
"What the hell did you do that for?" 17 yelled, rubbing his arm.
"Tell me what's wrong." She demanded.
"Well I have feelings for this girl, but I don't think she knows I exist." Iszumi's heart sank, 17 liked another girl. And all these weeks she had spent hours fantasying about him, what a stupid kid she had been.
"Really, that's great." She tried to sound convincing. While inside her heart was being torn apart.
"No, it could never work." 17 huffed, despaired.
"How do you know?" Iszumi asked.
"I just do." He replied, looking at her.
"You're a great guy, any girl would be lucky to have you." Did she just say that? Oh God please don't laugh, she pleaded in her head. She would die if he laughed at her.
"You think so…" His eyes brightened, hopeful.
"Yep, I mean…I kinda…had a thing…for you." Iszumi murmured.
"Had? As in past tense?" 17 asked.
"I mean if you have a thing for someone else, then I guess I have to move on with my little crush." 17 gave her a brilliant smile.
"You have a crush on me?" His smile widened.
"Please don't mock me, I know it was stupid. You probably want some gorgeous model…" She never got to finish her sentence, 17 leaned in and gave her a passionate kiss.
"Wow…I mean…eh eh" Iszumi trailed off rubbing the back of her neck, looking at the ground.
"Iszumi where are you?" Goten and Trunks called, running across the field, searching for her.
"I got to go." Iszumi smiled, blushing. 17 nodded, a knowing smile crossing his lips. Iszumi dashed off towards the house, doing cartwheels and back flips, screaming, "He likes me, he likes me!" When she thought 17 couldn't see. He smiled, God how he liked that girl.
