Through Hallways
By Pikachu Hunter
Chapter Nine: Truth Or Dare
"Kami, I didn't even know this room existed..." Krillin exclaimed as the six entered the room, which Vegeta closed the door to shortly after the last person, being Bulma, had walking in before him. The room itself was pretty bleak, with white walls and garbage on the floors. It was like a mop closet in size, but there were two small, old couches across from eachother on either side of the room. One was red, and had a Coke stain on the cushion, and the other was forest green, with a spring coming out of the ripped shoulder of it. Bulma, Chi- Chi, and Eighteen raced to the one which looked more comfortable, being the green one, and left Krillin and Goku to slump in defeat and sit across from them on the red couch.
"It was an old Janitor's closet, before the school got it's second janitor, and the staff gave them a bigger room to share." Vegeta answered Krillin's comment of being clueless of the room's being. "Now it's just a room with some trash on the floor and a couple couches inside..." he trailed off.
"How did you know about this, Vegeta?" Goku wondered as the flame- haired boy joined the other two on the red couch, slumping as low as his back would allow him comfort, and ending up with his head in the middle of the couch's back. "Don't worry about how I know, Kakkarot," he said. "That's my business."
"Well, let's get on with the game. That's why we're skipping, right?" Bulma asked.
"Yeah. But I still don't know what this 'Truth or Dare' thing is..." Vegeta saw a lock on the door from where he sat, and stood to turn it, just in case. He sat down in his spot, and discovered that Bulma and the other girls had switched seats--Eighteen and Krillin were now staring into each other's eyes, as Goku rubbed his stomach wishing it was launch, Chi-Chi looking at the floor with a red face, and Bulma giving Vegeta a look he didn't recognize.
"I'll explain. If it's your turn, you can ask anyone except who just asked you the question 'Truth or Dare.'" She started. Vegeta nodded, and she went on. "They'll decide on which one. If they said Truth, you get to ask them any question, and they have to answer it truthfully. If they said Dare, you can dare them to do anything you like, just don't get too grotesque or illegal, if you please..." Bulma finished.
"Okay..." Vegeta agreed. "I get it."
"Who's gonna go first, then?" Bulma looked around the room at her friends and acquaintance--Vegeta seemed to be the only one who refused to be on friendly terms with her. Goku raised his hand. "Pick me!" He shouted.
"Not so loud, idiot, the teachers will hear you and we'll all get detention for a month." Eighteen shot back.
"Oh. Sorry. Can I go first, though?" Goku pleaded.
"Fine by me," Krillin said. Nobody objected, so Goku looked around and decided on his first victim. Of course, he found his good friend, who found Goku somewhat of an annoyance than anything else. "Vegeta." He pointed.
"What?" Vegeta looked away from where he watched Bulma from the corner of his eye--she was so pretty. "You're asking me?"
"Yup! Truth or Dare, Vegeta?" Goku wondered.
"Er..." Vegeta though about this. Goku was a weird person to him, and he was very unpredictable. No telling what he might dare him to do. He guessed it was okay to say Truth on just the first turn, since it was his first time playing, after all. He should experience both Truth AND Dare...yes, that was a good cover-up. "Truth." He said firmly.
"Okay...why do you call me Kakkarot?" He asked.
"That's right...why DO you call him that?" Bulma diverted her attention from the asker to the asked.
"Well..." Vegeta sucked in some air, almost surprised Goku would think of something more intelligent than 'when's the next meal.' "My father told me about our family heritage, and how we spoke a language called 'Saiyan.' I never learnt it well enough, and now he doesn't have the patience to teach me, but I do remember that he told me 'Kakkarot' meant 'Imbecile' in Saiyan. So that's why I call him Kakkarot." He sighed. It had been fun, all those years, calling him something he never understood.
"What? You mean to say that's why you stopped calling me Goku after the first grade?!" Goku squeaked. Nine years of being called 'imbecile,' and he never knew it?
Vegeta nodded, laughing. "Yes...Kakkarot." He smirked.
"Oh...I've always wanted to know that..." Goku smiled. He was too naive for his own good. "Your turn, Vegeta." He said.
"Uh...so, I can ask anyone in the room but you now?" Vegeta verified his information.
"So go already!" Bulma yelled, tapping her fingers on the side of the sofa.
"Then I'll ask you!" Vegeta yelled back angrily. If she knew h family had royalty in the roots, she wouldn't speak to him like that. Of course she didn't know he was a prince, unofficially, though...his damn father had told him to keep it a secret, and tell no one but his mate. Why his father referred to wives as mates was beyond him, but he nodded and obeyed his father. You just don't go against what Vegeta the First has to say...
"Me?" Bulma pointed at her chest.
"If you're going to be so snappy about it, you must be ready to take on any dare, or answer any question." Vegeta smirked. Bulma crossed her arms. "Bring it on," she said. "You won't stump me."
"Truth or Dare, then, Bulma?" Vegeta asked.
"Truth." Bulma spat, knowing Vegeta would dare her to do something disgustingly horrid or just plain mean.
Vegeta hadn't planned on her saying Truth...he'd thought for sure she would say Dare, and he could tell her to do something horrible like kiss Goku. But, oh well...go with the flow. What could he ask her? What had he always wanted to know, over the past week, about her? ...Who she liked, of course. He could always say he wanted to embarrass her in front of Goku and Krillin if she questioned why he'd demanded knowledge of such a thing...yes. "Who do you like at this school?" He aked.
Bulma swallowed hard. She couldn't tell him she liked him...not now...not ever, she thought. But wasn't the point of the game to tell the truth or do the dare, no matter what? She didn't mean to ruin the fun for the others, but she could NOT tell Vegeta she had a crush on him...not so early in the year, when she barely knew him still, and she was still learning the particulars of this boy...no. She'd have to say something other than 'you'...she'd have to lie. And make it look good, too. So, she'd just lie about who she liked. The only problem was, she only knew a few guys in the school. "Seventeen. I like Seventeen." Bulma blurted out, saying the first name that came to mind.
"You have a crush on my twin brother?!" Eighteen was shocked...terrified, even!
"...Yeah." Bulma looked down. What if they all believed it? Then Vegeta would never know the truth...
"Oh." Bulma sensed something in Vegeta's voice as he said the short word...was that...disappointment?! It must have been her imagination...he couldn't be upset that she 'liked' Seventeen...it was impossible! He liked Chi-Chi!
"Er...I guess it's my turn," Bulma said, changing the subject.
"I still can't believe you like my brother...why, Bulma? He's so immature..." Eighteen shuddered.
"I just do!" Bulma lied, red in the face. "Now, please, just forget it!" She asked of them a simple yet challenging task. They could laugh about it for hours, if they liked, but they could also shut their mouths right then and never remember it again. "Now...I am going to ask you, Eighteen, because I know you're dying for a turn yourself." Bulma tried to bear a smile as she felt everyone's eyes on her, wondering why she liked Seventeen.
"Okay, go ahead..." Eighteen folded her arms behind her head, and relaxed on the couch, beside her raven- haired friend, who was looking longingly at something across the room...Goku, she was looking at?
"Truth or Dare, Eighteen?" Bulma stared at the blonde with excitement...Eighteen had always made Truth or Dare fun at her birthday parties. Eighteen smiled. "Dare." She decided. Someone had to do the brave stuff around here, if everyone else was going to pick Truth. Bulma clapped. "Yay! I dare you to...oh, I don't know, French someone in this room!" She said, not having made her mind up fully.
"What?! Why don't you!? In fact, I use a pass on your dare, and dare you to French someone! Yeah, I dare you to French kiss Vegeta!" Eighteen pointed.
"You're gonna pass up a dare...?" Chi-Chi asked, bewildered.
"Would you take my dare for me, then?!" Eighteen yelled.
"...No," Chi-Chi admitted.
"Then let me pass, already, and dare Bulma back!"
"Fine."
"Uh....Eighteen, you're not serious, are you?" Bulma asked, staring nervously at Vegeta. What was with people today?! They were generally forcing her to think about Vegeta, what with 'who do you like in school,' and dares such as just proposed.
Eighteen nodded. "We all get one pass, and I just took mine. Now, are you gonna wuss out too, or be the outgoing one of us three, like you always have been, and French Vegeta?" She asked, pressuring Bulma.
"Has anyone asked me whether I wanted to be kissed or not?!" Vegeta complained. He knew he wanted to kiss her, he'd wanted to very badly...but not this way. Not when it was a dare, and Bulma didn't know how he really felt...
"I don't care! It's a dare! And if Bulma doesn't take it, I'll dare you to kiss her!" Eighteen laughed.
"Kami, you're evil!" Krillin pointed.
"I know!" Eighteen smiled.
Vegeta tapped his head. Shit, he thought. What do I do? There's no doubt I'll end up kissing her back, whether I command myself to respond as so or not...it'd be a natural response, because I like her so much...but if I do kiss her back, everyone will see, and she'll know, as well as them! Oh, Kami, why do you hate me?!
"Well, Bulma?" Eighteen turned to her blue-haired friend.
"Uh...wait...I'm thinking." Bulma said, barely paying attention. Was she going to kiss him...? It would be easy enough to say she'd wanted to put on a good show for the others if the kiss got longer than a few seconds...and she could tell Vegeta it was nothing but a dare she wouldn't pass up because she was a wimp.
"You should have asked me if I minded first!" Vegeta yelled, trying to create the illusion that he had no feelings for Bulma whatsoever. Goku smiled. "You could use the practice, though, Vegeta...you need a girlfriend. Badly."
"What?! You think I would go out with her?!" Vegeta's eyes widened. Why was it that only the stupidest of the six could see Vegeta right through, and he had no idea how close to reality he was?!
"Well...no, I think you and Eighteen would make a better couple, but-- "
"WHAT?!" Eighteen and Vegeta screamed together.
"I'm not going out with that creature!" Eighteen refused.
"Well I wouldn't date someone as cruel as you! You're a heartless monster!" Vegeta referred to her dare for Bulma. Poor Bulma, she'd never know how much he would have enjoyed that dare, if only there weren't four pairs of eyes watching her go through with it...
"And you're not...?" Krillin wondered.
"Shut it, baldy!" Vegeta yelled at the shorter boy.
"I guess I'm gonna do the dare..." Bulma sighed. Everyone stopped, and watched as Bulma stood up, and neared where Vegeta stood. "Can we er...y'know...have you guys look away or anything?" Bulma asked.
"Nope," Eighteen said. "We're all gonna sit right here, and stare while you and Vegeta make out." Goku covered his mouth, trying to suppress laughter. "Kakkarot..." Vegeta narrowed his eyes at the boy. "It isn't funny."
"Uh...you're gonna go along with this, and try not to make me feel like an idiot, right?" Bulma asked, standing by where Vegeta sat. The dark-haired boy smirked. He could make her life a living hell from this...but that was the last thing he wanted...one of the things he DID want happened to be standing right in front of him. "Yeah, I'll make it easy. But only because I'm not CRUEL, unlike some people in this room..." Vegeta gave Eighteen a dirty look.
"Thanks." Bulma whispered as he stood up to meet her gaze. She'd never noticed how...deep, and consuming his eyes were...like two black abysses, where things went and never returned. She led him a few steps nearer the door, and gave the other four a death stare. "Don't any of you dare make a sound, and if I hear you laughing, I will personally see to it that you are mercilessly murdered." She hissed.
Turning back to Vegeta, she looked almost painfully at him. He returned the same look, as if he wished she didn't have to bear this as another burden. She only hoped he had even considered being her friend, let alone what she'd dreamed of about him...
"I'm sorry Eighteen didn't ask you about it first," Bulma whispered in his ear, so the others wouldn't hear.
"Let's just get this over with," Vegeta covered the look of wanting in his eyes with a cold, uncaring stare he'd learnt well from his father. Bulma looked sadly at him. Why couldn't she bring herself to tell him? Was she so shy? "Yeah..." Bulma sighed.
"Oh, and...Bulma?" Eighteen called from where she was still seated on the couch. "We'll tell you when to stop. We'd like to see it last a little over a minute, if you don't mind!" She giggled.
"Kami damn her..." Vegeta cursed Eighteen under his breath.
"Let it go. We'll get back at her later." Bulma told Vegeta. Vegeta nodded, and stuffed his hands in his pockets, looking at the floor. "Should we...y'know, then?"
"Let's..." Bulma whispered. She put her arms around his neck, since it was going to be for more than a minute, and Vegeta nervously put his shaking hands on her hip and around her waist. Bulma pulled closer, and Vegeta stiffened.
This was it...
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And MUAHAHA, I shall leave you all hanging to know what happens! HA! [smirks]
I knew all along what I wanted to write for this chapter, I just needed to find a good way to put it together. And I did! Yay for me! I put up another one! ; You guys would have killed me if I took any longer to post this, I know it! LOL probably because I left you hanging in such a suspenseful place...
I would like to thank for reviewing and making suggestions: I almost fell off of my chair when I read your review, because that was the stuff I was gonna put in the chapter, even if you'd never reviewed! LOL Thanks, though, I never thought of FRENCH kisses...I figured a little peck on the lips would make the four happy enough...apparently, the readers have influenced me into doing whatever their reviews say...such as I will not be putting Bulma and Yamcha together, I will not throw them all into the same class, I will NOT make this an ordinary fiction, I will not get too mushy, and I WILL snow them in on Christmas Holidays! And all because you guys said so! [Though I have to admit, the snowing them in thing was my idea...]
One last comment about the chapter: I decided to make this EXTRA different and not have Vegeta and Kakkarot 'discover' that they are from a strange race called 'Saiyans', and that instead, Vegeta will be the only Saiyan, without ever knowing it or EVER finding out...for all he knows, he could be an Earthling! [...I'm glad he's not.]
Did you guys like my original idea for why Vegeta calls that fool 'Goku' Kakkarot? I sure did, I LOVE to make Kakkarot seem more stupid than he ever is in the Anime and Manga...:) Any true Vegeta fan would.
See you next time!
Kai
By Pikachu Hunter
Chapter Nine: Truth Or Dare
"Kami, I didn't even know this room existed..." Krillin exclaimed as the six entered the room, which Vegeta closed the door to shortly after the last person, being Bulma, had walking in before him. The room itself was pretty bleak, with white walls and garbage on the floors. It was like a mop closet in size, but there were two small, old couches across from eachother on either side of the room. One was red, and had a Coke stain on the cushion, and the other was forest green, with a spring coming out of the ripped shoulder of it. Bulma, Chi- Chi, and Eighteen raced to the one which looked more comfortable, being the green one, and left Krillin and Goku to slump in defeat and sit across from them on the red couch.
"It was an old Janitor's closet, before the school got it's second janitor, and the staff gave them a bigger room to share." Vegeta answered Krillin's comment of being clueless of the room's being. "Now it's just a room with some trash on the floor and a couple couches inside..." he trailed off.
"How did you know about this, Vegeta?" Goku wondered as the flame- haired boy joined the other two on the red couch, slumping as low as his back would allow him comfort, and ending up with his head in the middle of the couch's back. "Don't worry about how I know, Kakkarot," he said. "That's my business."
"Well, let's get on with the game. That's why we're skipping, right?" Bulma asked.
"Yeah. But I still don't know what this 'Truth or Dare' thing is..." Vegeta saw a lock on the door from where he sat, and stood to turn it, just in case. He sat down in his spot, and discovered that Bulma and the other girls had switched seats--Eighteen and Krillin were now staring into each other's eyes, as Goku rubbed his stomach wishing it was launch, Chi-Chi looking at the floor with a red face, and Bulma giving Vegeta a look he didn't recognize.
"I'll explain. If it's your turn, you can ask anyone except who just asked you the question 'Truth or Dare.'" She started. Vegeta nodded, and she went on. "They'll decide on which one. If they said Truth, you get to ask them any question, and they have to answer it truthfully. If they said Dare, you can dare them to do anything you like, just don't get too grotesque or illegal, if you please..." Bulma finished.
"Okay..." Vegeta agreed. "I get it."
"Who's gonna go first, then?" Bulma looked around the room at her friends and acquaintance--Vegeta seemed to be the only one who refused to be on friendly terms with her. Goku raised his hand. "Pick me!" He shouted.
"Not so loud, idiot, the teachers will hear you and we'll all get detention for a month." Eighteen shot back.
"Oh. Sorry. Can I go first, though?" Goku pleaded.
"Fine by me," Krillin said. Nobody objected, so Goku looked around and decided on his first victim. Of course, he found his good friend, who found Goku somewhat of an annoyance than anything else. "Vegeta." He pointed.
"What?" Vegeta looked away from where he watched Bulma from the corner of his eye--she was so pretty. "You're asking me?"
"Yup! Truth or Dare, Vegeta?" Goku wondered.
"Er..." Vegeta though about this. Goku was a weird person to him, and he was very unpredictable. No telling what he might dare him to do. He guessed it was okay to say Truth on just the first turn, since it was his first time playing, after all. He should experience both Truth AND Dare...yes, that was a good cover-up. "Truth." He said firmly.
"Okay...why do you call me Kakkarot?" He asked.
"That's right...why DO you call him that?" Bulma diverted her attention from the asker to the asked.
"Well..." Vegeta sucked in some air, almost surprised Goku would think of something more intelligent than 'when's the next meal.' "My father told me about our family heritage, and how we spoke a language called 'Saiyan.' I never learnt it well enough, and now he doesn't have the patience to teach me, but I do remember that he told me 'Kakkarot' meant 'Imbecile' in Saiyan. So that's why I call him Kakkarot." He sighed. It had been fun, all those years, calling him something he never understood.
"What? You mean to say that's why you stopped calling me Goku after the first grade?!" Goku squeaked. Nine years of being called 'imbecile,' and he never knew it?
Vegeta nodded, laughing. "Yes...Kakkarot." He smirked.
"Oh...I've always wanted to know that..." Goku smiled. He was too naive for his own good. "Your turn, Vegeta." He said.
"Uh...so, I can ask anyone in the room but you now?" Vegeta verified his information.
"So go already!" Bulma yelled, tapping her fingers on the side of the sofa.
"Then I'll ask you!" Vegeta yelled back angrily. If she knew h family had royalty in the roots, she wouldn't speak to him like that. Of course she didn't know he was a prince, unofficially, though...his damn father had told him to keep it a secret, and tell no one but his mate. Why his father referred to wives as mates was beyond him, but he nodded and obeyed his father. You just don't go against what Vegeta the First has to say...
"Me?" Bulma pointed at her chest.
"If you're going to be so snappy about it, you must be ready to take on any dare, or answer any question." Vegeta smirked. Bulma crossed her arms. "Bring it on," she said. "You won't stump me."
"Truth or Dare, then, Bulma?" Vegeta asked.
"Truth." Bulma spat, knowing Vegeta would dare her to do something disgustingly horrid or just plain mean.
Vegeta hadn't planned on her saying Truth...he'd thought for sure she would say Dare, and he could tell her to do something horrible like kiss Goku. But, oh well...go with the flow. What could he ask her? What had he always wanted to know, over the past week, about her? ...Who she liked, of course. He could always say he wanted to embarrass her in front of Goku and Krillin if she questioned why he'd demanded knowledge of such a thing...yes. "Who do you like at this school?" He aked.
Bulma swallowed hard. She couldn't tell him she liked him...not now...not ever, she thought. But wasn't the point of the game to tell the truth or do the dare, no matter what? She didn't mean to ruin the fun for the others, but she could NOT tell Vegeta she had a crush on him...not so early in the year, when she barely knew him still, and she was still learning the particulars of this boy...no. She'd have to say something other than 'you'...she'd have to lie. And make it look good, too. So, she'd just lie about who she liked. The only problem was, she only knew a few guys in the school. "Seventeen. I like Seventeen." Bulma blurted out, saying the first name that came to mind.
"You have a crush on my twin brother?!" Eighteen was shocked...terrified, even!
"...Yeah." Bulma looked down. What if they all believed it? Then Vegeta would never know the truth...
"Oh." Bulma sensed something in Vegeta's voice as he said the short word...was that...disappointment?! It must have been her imagination...he couldn't be upset that she 'liked' Seventeen...it was impossible! He liked Chi-Chi!
"Er...I guess it's my turn," Bulma said, changing the subject.
"I still can't believe you like my brother...why, Bulma? He's so immature..." Eighteen shuddered.
"I just do!" Bulma lied, red in the face. "Now, please, just forget it!" She asked of them a simple yet challenging task. They could laugh about it for hours, if they liked, but they could also shut their mouths right then and never remember it again. "Now...I am going to ask you, Eighteen, because I know you're dying for a turn yourself." Bulma tried to bear a smile as she felt everyone's eyes on her, wondering why she liked Seventeen.
"Okay, go ahead..." Eighteen folded her arms behind her head, and relaxed on the couch, beside her raven- haired friend, who was looking longingly at something across the room...Goku, she was looking at?
"Truth or Dare, Eighteen?" Bulma stared at the blonde with excitement...Eighteen had always made Truth or Dare fun at her birthday parties. Eighteen smiled. "Dare." She decided. Someone had to do the brave stuff around here, if everyone else was going to pick Truth. Bulma clapped. "Yay! I dare you to...oh, I don't know, French someone in this room!" She said, not having made her mind up fully.
"What?! Why don't you!? In fact, I use a pass on your dare, and dare you to French someone! Yeah, I dare you to French kiss Vegeta!" Eighteen pointed.
"You're gonna pass up a dare...?" Chi-Chi asked, bewildered.
"Would you take my dare for me, then?!" Eighteen yelled.
"...No," Chi-Chi admitted.
"Then let me pass, already, and dare Bulma back!"
"Fine."
"Uh....Eighteen, you're not serious, are you?" Bulma asked, staring nervously at Vegeta. What was with people today?! They were generally forcing her to think about Vegeta, what with 'who do you like in school,' and dares such as just proposed.
Eighteen nodded. "We all get one pass, and I just took mine. Now, are you gonna wuss out too, or be the outgoing one of us three, like you always have been, and French Vegeta?" She asked, pressuring Bulma.
"Has anyone asked me whether I wanted to be kissed or not?!" Vegeta complained. He knew he wanted to kiss her, he'd wanted to very badly...but not this way. Not when it was a dare, and Bulma didn't know how he really felt...
"I don't care! It's a dare! And if Bulma doesn't take it, I'll dare you to kiss her!" Eighteen laughed.
"Kami, you're evil!" Krillin pointed.
"I know!" Eighteen smiled.
Vegeta tapped his head. Shit, he thought. What do I do? There's no doubt I'll end up kissing her back, whether I command myself to respond as so or not...it'd be a natural response, because I like her so much...but if I do kiss her back, everyone will see, and she'll know, as well as them! Oh, Kami, why do you hate me?!
"Well, Bulma?" Eighteen turned to her blue-haired friend.
"Uh...wait...I'm thinking." Bulma said, barely paying attention. Was she going to kiss him...? It would be easy enough to say she'd wanted to put on a good show for the others if the kiss got longer than a few seconds...and she could tell Vegeta it was nothing but a dare she wouldn't pass up because she was a wimp.
"You should have asked me if I minded first!" Vegeta yelled, trying to create the illusion that he had no feelings for Bulma whatsoever. Goku smiled. "You could use the practice, though, Vegeta...you need a girlfriend. Badly."
"What?! You think I would go out with her?!" Vegeta's eyes widened. Why was it that only the stupidest of the six could see Vegeta right through, and he had no idea how close to reality he was?!
"Well...no, I think you and Eighteen would make a better couple, but-- "
"WHAT?!" Eighteen and Vegeta screamed together.
"I'm not going out with that creature!" Eighteen refused.
"Well I wouldn't date someone as cruel as you! You're a heartless monster!" Vegeta referred to her dare for Bulma. Poor Bulma, she'd never know how much he would have enjoyed that dare, if only there weren't four pairs of eyes watching her go through with it...
"And you're not...?" Krillin wondered.
"Shut it, baldy!" Vegeta yelled at the shorter boy.
"I guess I'm gonna do the dare..." Bulma sighed. Everyone stopped, and watched as Bulma stood up, and neared where Vegeta stood. "Can we er...y'know...have you guys look away or anything?" Bulma asked.
"Nope," Eighteen said. "We're all gonna sit right here, and stare while you and Vegeta make out." Goku covered his mouth, trying to suppress laughter. "Kakkarot..." Vegeta narrowed his eyes at the boy. "It isn't funny."
"Uh...you're gonna go along with this, and try not to make me feel like an idiot, right?" Bulma asked, standing by where Vegeta sat. The dark-haired boy smirked. He could make her life a living hell from this...but that was the last thing he wanted...one of the things he DID want happened to be standing right in front of him. "Yeah, I'll make it easy. But only because I'm not CRUEL, unlike some people in this room..." Vegeta gave Eighteen a dirty look.
"Thanks." Bulma whispered as he stood up to meet her gaze. She'd never noticed how...deep, and consuming his eyes were...like two black abysses, where things went and never returned. She led him a few steps nearer the door, and gave the other four a death stare. "Don't any of you dare make a sound, and if I hear you laughing, I will personally see to it that you are mercilessly murdered." She hissed.
Turning back to Vegeta, she looked almost painfully at him. He returned the same look, as if he wished she didn't have to bear this as another burden. She only hoped he had even considered being her friend, let alone what she'd dreamed of about him...
"I'm sorry Eighteen didn't ask you about it first," Bulma whispered in his ear, so the others wouldn't hear.
"Let's just get this over with," Vegeta covered the look of wanting in his eyes with a cold, uncaring stare he'd learnt well from his father. Bulma looked sadly at him. Why couldn't she bring herself to tell him? Was she so shy? "Yeah..." Bulma sighed.
"Oh, and...Bulma?" Eighteen called from where she was still seated on the couch. "We'll tell you when to stop. We'd like to see it last a little over a minute, if you don't mind!" She giggled.
"Kami damn her..." Vegeta cursed Eighteen under his breath.
"Let it go. We'll get back at her later." Bulma told Vegeta. Vegeta nodded, and stuffed his hands in his pockets, looking at the floor. "Should we...y'know, then?"
"Let's..." Bulma whispered. She put her arms around his neck, since it was going to be for more than a minute, and Vegeta nervously put his shaking hands on her hip and around her waist. Bulma pulled closer, and Vegeta stiffened.
This was it...
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And MUAHAHA, I shall leave you all hanging to know what happens! HA! [smirks]
I knew all along what I wanted to write for this chapter, I just needed to find a good way to put it together. And I did! Yay for me! I put up another one! ; You guys would have killed me if I took any longer to post this, I know it! LOL probably because I left you hanging in such a suspenseful place...
I would like to thank for reviewing and making suggestions: I almost fell off of my chair when I read your review, because that was the stuff I was gonna put in the chapter, even if you'd never reviewed! LOL Thanks, though, I never thought of FRENCH kisses...I figured a little peck on the lips would make the four happy enough...apparently, the readers have influenced me into doing whatever their reviews say...such as I will not be putting Bulma and Yamcha together, I will not throw them all into the same class, I will NOT make this an ordinary fiction, I will not get too mushy, and I WILL snow them in on Christmas Holidays! And all because you guys said so! [Though I have to admit, the snowing them in thing was my idea...]
One last comment about the chapter: I decided to make this EXTRA different and not have Vegeta and Kakkarot 'discover' that they are from a strange race called 'Saiyans', and that instead, Vegeta will be the only Saiyan, without ever knowing it or EVER finding out...for all he knows, he could be an Earthling! [...I'm glad he's not.]
Did you guys like my original idea for why Vegeta calls that fool 'Goku' Kakkarot? I sure did, I LOVE to make Kakkarot seem more stupid than he ever is in the Anime and Manga...:) Any true Vegeta fan would.
See you next time!
Kai
