The Taming of the Saiyan
By Romania Black
Hey, time for Chapter Ten! Okay, we're back in Third person! LOL, I like telling a story from Marron's POV, but First person kills me to write! LOL so anywhoo, this was an extremely fun chapter to write and I hope you love it as much as I do! It's a little long, but soooo worth it to me! LOL I would have updated sooner, but I went to Florida last week, so I didn't get the chance to. Sorry for the wait! Hope this is worth it!
Disclaimer: Okay, I own nothing of Akira Toriyama, but if he DID want to use any of my ideas...well, uh, GO FOR IT! LOL
And of course, we're still rated T for Teen, for brief language, some violence (In this chapter), some sexual themes, and the consumation of alcohol...
Reviews:
Sinful Sakura: LOL! I know, I'd go find Bulma and make her clean it if it was me! LOL, well no worries, Goten and Marron are going to have "lots" of fun cleaning in this chapter! LOL
Romania Black
Chapter Ten: Day One, First Time For Everything
"Heeeeeiiiiyaaaaaahhhhh!"
The dark figure flashed through the air, landing a hard elbow into his opponent's side. The blue, monstrous looking foe, a yellow horn atop his bald head, let out a wail of pain and crumbled to his knees. The figure that had yelled out the battle cry now stood above him, looking every bit as fearsome and terrible as the second they had begun the fight. Raising a lone arm above the monster's head, his deep voice said softly,
"Are you wanting to continue?" A smile played on his lips as he said it.
"No--no," The monster said in a weak and small voice. The creature's enormous body looked wracked with pain.
"Very well," The boy said with a small sneer and slammed the monster's face against the already sweaty floor of the simulation room with his raised arm.
Suddenly the computer beside him let out a screeching noise. "SIMULATION LEVEL 6 COMPLETE. GRAVITATION LEVEL: 300 TIMES NORMAL GRAVITY. CONTINUE?" The screen blinked in front of Uub.
"No, computer," He said with a small frown. "Take a ten mintute shut-down, then we'll proceed."
"AS YOU WISH, MASTER UUB," The computer blinked silently.
Uub walked out of the simulation chamber, with a white towel draped across his sweaty dark shoulders. He'd left his shirt in the simulation arena. Not ten feet from the small circular simulation chamber was Bra, sitting on a matted pedestal with what appeared to be a milkshake in her hands. Uub forced himself to relax, as a soft smile settled on his face, looking at her from the chamber.
"You're still here," Uub smiled with disbelief.
"Of course I am," Bra slurped her milkshake, giving Uub an angry eye. "You invited me to come here remember?"
"I know I did," He said walking towards her. "I just figured you'd get bored of sitting here and leave by now."
Bra gave him a sharp glare, "Guess you were wrong then, huh?"
Uub looked from her face to the milkshake in her hands, "Guess so," He muttered. "Where'd you get the milkshake?"
"It's a smoothie," Bra corrected him impatiently, "And I got it from the Dairy King across the street."
"You went and got a milkshake while I was training?" Uub said with a smile. Bra was unpredictable.
"Smoothie," Bra rolled her eyes annoyed, correcting him again.
"Okay," Uub smiled back, a little bitterness in his tone. "You got a smoothie while I was training?"
"Yep," Bra slurped her smoothie again. "I got you one too, if it makes you feel any better." She reached beside her and lifted a sack towards him.
"Oh," Uub said surprised. "You didn't have to--"
"I know I didn't," Bra snapped with a slight smile, "But I wanted to. You've been training in there for so long, don't you get thirsty?"
"Occasionally," Uub said as he lifted the smoothie out of the sack. It was only liquid now. "Oh," He said in surprise again.
"Sorry about that," Bra said nonchalantly, "I got it a little while ago."
Of course, Uub thought to himself, taking a sip of the smoothie. A nasty taste of warm orange sherbert filled his mouth, and he almost spit it out, but the sheer look of curiousity on Bra's face stopped him.
"It's gone bad, hasn't it?" Bra said, her face wilting somewhat.
"No, no!" Uub reassured her, swallowing the vomitile liquid with a shudder. "It's still good!"
"Oh good," Bra said, happy at once, then her voice turning slightly sterner, "It'd better be. I paid almost five bucks for that!"
What a waste of money, "It's worth it," Uub smiled falsely, a terrible aftertaste filling his mouth. Bra looked at him, unconvinced. "Uh," Uub felt suddenly awkward. "I guess I should go back to training," He said turning from her.
"Why?" Bra exclaimed whiningly. "You haven't been out here ten minutes!"
"It's just my daily routine," Uub started, startled that she cared why he trained.
"You have every day to train," Bra crossed her arms sternly. "But when do you have time for anything else?"
"What are you saying?" Uub asked confused.
"You invited me over here," Bra said sharply, "And now you just want me to sit here and do nothing while you train? What's in it for me?"
Uub really had no answer for this. He'd just seen her at the bar, and something in his gut told him to invite her over to the training facility. Now he realized this may have been a bad idea from the start.
"I--I don't know," Uub said, suddenly realizing how childish he sounded.
"You don't know?" Bra said shocked, edging near him. "Did you honestly think I'd like to sit on my bum all day and watch your little simulation chamber bounce up and down and back and forth? Is that what you thought?" She snapped.
"I DON'T KNOW WHAT I THOUGHT!" Uub suddenly shouted back, his features flexing and his face tight with anger. Bra, surprised and shocked, jumped off her seat and backed away from him. She looked horrified at him, as if just seeing him for the first time. Uub frowned and placed a hand to his forehead and looked at the ground, embarrassed that he'd lashed out like that.
"Uub?" Bra stammered, "Are you all right?" Her voice was trembling, frightened.
"I'm sorry, Bra," Uub said softly, his features shrinking back to reveal Uub as he had been when he'd exited the simulation chamber.
"Don't be," Bra said softly, moving towards him, her face glistening with sweat beads in the light of the room. "I was acting...stupid. That's all."
"I shouldn't have yelled like that," Uub said frowning, unable to look at her. "That was completely uncalled for."
"You," And now Bra paused and made him look at her. "Had every right to. I was acting like a complete bitch."
Uub looked down at her and a soft smile flashed onto his face. "Did you just call yourself a bitch?" He said with a shocked smile.
Bra looked back up at him with a glimmer of fire in her eyes. Playful fire. "Am I not allowed to call myself that once in a while?"
"I never thought I'd hear you say it though," Uub said, his sad features leaving him, as if a curtain had opened, revealing the sunlight.
"Don't get used to it," Bra said, and softly sat back down upon the pedestal, sipping her smoothie.
"You're not leaving?" Uub couldn't believe she'd stay after he'd just yelled at her.
"No, you're not getting off that easy," Bra said, with an evil smile. "You go back and train some more, but when you're done, I'll be out here waiting for you."
Uub looked at her with mingled shock and disbelief. What was she doing? "You'll be here no matter how long I take in there?" He asked her again.
"Take all the time you want," Bra smiled mischievously. "I'll be here when you finish."
"Okay," Uub smiled nervously, and backed towards the chamber. "It may be awhile."
"That's perfect," Bra said slyly, taking another sip of her smoothie, as the doors to the chamber closed between them.
Uub sighed and walked toward the simulation computer, not sure by what Bra had meant.
"SIMULATION SETTINGS, MASTER UUB?" The computer blinked in red.
"Level 7 simulation, 400 times normal gravity," Uub said bluntly, still wondering what she had planned for him.
The computer blinked once more and then the room flashed red and the simulation began.
"Yuck," Marron said, wiping a cob web off of her hand. In twenty minutes, they hadn't even scratched the surface of the filth. This is going to take forever!
"At least we have all week to clean it," Goten replied from the kitchen, almost as if he'd read her thoughts. Marron stared at him.
"No offense, Goten, but I don't want to clean this up all week," She said sweeping the floor.
"Neither do I," the Demi-Saiyan smiled back at her, a mop in his hand. "Oh well," He sighed and started mopping.
"You'd think that Bulma would've at least cleaned up all the stuff lying around," Marron grimaced as she picked up a dirty rice bowl and a spider crawled out from inside it.
"I guess no one wanted to mess with the house after Roshi died," Goten said matter-of-factly. "To keep it in tact, you know?"
"Oh, it's just the way he left it," Marron smiled sarcastically as she sweeped off another cobweb, "Other than the spiders, the cobwebs, the dust, the---" Marron stopped when she saw that Goten was laughing at her. "What?"
"Nothing," Goten smiled. "You just reminded me of Videl then."
"How?" Marron asked, a little keen that he'd referred to her as being like Videl, but glad that he had not said she was like his mom.
"Being sarcastic like that," Goten chuckled, leaning over the kitchen countertop and disappearing from sight. "She's always like that at the family get-togethers."
"Good for her and Gohan," Marron said serenely, feeling slightly bitter at Goten's apparent liking of Videl. Wait, Marron thought suddenly. Am I jealous? Of Videl? What's wrong with me? Marron chalked up that it was probably the dust getting to her.
"Hey, look what I found!" Goten said suddenly from beneath the countertop.
"What is it?" Marron asked putting her broom aside.
"Come here and take a look," Goten shouted to her. Marron walked over to the countertop. Goten was sitting on the floor, two small doors open underneath where the sink was.
"Plumbing pipes?" Marron giggled, as she bent down with him.
"Even better," Goten pulled out a blue bottle, "I think we've found Roshi's liquor cabinet." He put the bottle in Marron's hands. It was dusty, but the liquid inside still looked fresh.
"This is wine," Marron said aloud, but the words had been meant for her to hear only. Goten nodded.
"Yeah, there's wine in here," He peered into the small space under the sink, "And rum, and Saki, and Gin, and Whiskey, and Vodka, and---"
"Roshi was that big of a drinker?" Marron interrupted, staring into the cabinet. Sure enough there were at least three different types of each drink Goten had described, the bottles dusty, but the contents still looked as new as ever. "How long has he had this?" Marron asked as she gazed at the bottles. The Whiskey and Saki ones were at least half empty if not almost empty all the way. However, the rum, whine, gin, and vodka bottles all looked new, as if never opened.
"Who knows?" Goten sighed and put the shut the cabinet door. He then caught sight of the whine bottle still in Marron's hands.
"Forgetting this?" Marron asked, handing him the bottle.
"Hey, how old is that?" Goten asked, taking the bottle from her hands, as if he hadn't even heard her question. "Wow, fifteen years! He must have been saving this for something!"
"Since when did you become an expert with wines?" Marron raised an eyebrow.
"I'm not an expert. I just know that the longer you leave wine alone, the better it gets," Goten was on his feet now, searching the countertop drawers for something.
"Well let's leave it alone for a few more years so it gets better," Marron smiled anxiously as Goten opened up another drawer.
"When are we ever going to be here again, Marron?" Goten said with a smile, "Here's one!" He pulled out a cork opener from the drawer.
"Goten, that's not even ours--"
"He's dead, Marron!" Goten said, a little frustrated now. "He's not going to come back and get it!"
"I know that!" Marron interjected, her face reddening. "But still, what if Bulma--"
"Bulma doesn't care if we have a little wine," He jiggled the bottle so that the contents slushed around.
"Goten, I just don't--"
"Besides," Goten was putting the cork puller on the top of the wine bottle, "A little wine may actually help us get the energy to clean up this house faster." The cork suddenly came off with a loud POP! Goten quickly poured the wine into two glasses that he'd set out.
"Goten, wine's not an energy drink!" Marron exclaimed as Goten raised his glass. The clear contents of the bottle stared back at him as he examined his drink.
"You know what," Goten said with a small sigh, annoyed. "You whine too much."
"Excuse me?" Marron said, her face suddenly looking like her mom's.
"You heard me," Goten smiled slyly. "You whine too much. Why don't you just enjoy life for once?" He handed her the glass. She looked at it hesitantly. "Haven't you ever drank before?"
"Once or twice," Marron sighed, sniffing the whine. It smelled interesting enough.
"Oh, then don't worry about it. It's just wine," He took a sip of it and smiled, "Wow, that is excellent."
"Is it?" Marron asked, unsure of the glass. She'd never had wine before.
"Oh, it's just a little wine, Marron. It's not going to hurt anyone!" Goten smiled, his face puckering at the second taste. "Eh, get's a little sour the second time around," He glanced at her unsure face. "Just drink it, okay?"
Marron, hesitating at first, took the glass and flipped it into her open mouth, draining the glass. Suddenly chills ran down her and she sputtered towards the sink, feeling nausious.
"You don't drink it all at once!" Goten yelled in disbelief, propping her back up. "It's not a shot glass you know!"
"Sorry," Marron stuttered, the sickness starting to leave her.
"You've never really drinked have you?" Goten said with a soft smile.
"No," Marron said at once.
"Well, here," Goten poured her another glass, chuckling softly. "This time, don't drain it all at once. Savor it."
This time Maron did take her time, as the sweet yet sour taste filled her mouth. It was sour, yet extremely good. "That is good!"
"See?" Goten smiled, pouring himself another glass. "Want to start cleaning again?"
"Hold on," Marron smiled, taking another sip.
Sweat poured from every oraface of his body. Uub walked exhaustedly toward the computer, which flashed LEVEL 14 COMPLETE, MASTER UUB. Uub heavily raised a finger to the computer and clicked on a small red arrow which then displayed the time, 7:24 PM.
Dear Lord, Uub thought suddenly, a wave of surprise echoeing over his body, It's that late already? He hadn't expected the training to be that long. He usually was done an hour ago, but a sudden burst of energy in him had pushed him to train longer than usual. Geez, I bet Bra's already gone. A new wave of frustration and sadness washed over him, I should have stopped a while ago and told her to go.
Anxious to get out of the capsule and go apologize for what had happened earlier, which he still felt guilty for lashing out at her, Uub quickly turned off the computer and headed out of the training facility. He got about three steps out when suddenly he froze in his tracks, his mouth gaped open in surprise.
Where the mat Bra had been sitting on had been, there was now a small table with two chairs on either side of it, and a lone candle burning in the middle of the table. White lace mats were under two empty dishes, silverware on either side of the dish, and the lights had been dimmed startingly, to create a romantic glow. Uub's face was still open in shock when Bra appeared from the other side of the capsule.
Bra had her hair up in a small bun, a red flower clipping it in place. The black lace dress she had on looked new, the lacey fringe on the end of the dress in a slant so it barely hit the lower thigh. She had two silver dishes in her hands, and Uub wasn't sure what he was more surprised about: the fact that she had actually fixed a meal for him, or the fact that she was in a low cut dress that looked more like lingerie than an cocktail dress.
Uub slowly walked down the ramp and towards the small table, where Bra laid the platters down. She smiled as he slowly sat in the seat, almost like he was in a trance, still staring at her with his mouth halfway open. Bra smiled and took a seat beside him.
"You can close your mouth anytime you want you," Bra said with a cunning smile.
Uub's mouth automatically shut. "You---you---," The words were stuck in his throat.
"I told you I would surprise you, didn't I?" Bra said, the smile growing broader on her face.
"But, I had no idea," Uub stammered, "You didn't have to--"
"I know I didn't," Bra said slyly. "But I did. Now, are you going to eat or not?"
Uub stared at the dish and then back at Bra, "Why are you doing this?"
Bra shrugged, "You're too uptight, you know? You need to relax, take your mind off of training, and focus on," She paused, "Other things."
"Other things?" Uub asked skeptically.
"That's right. Other things of importance, such as a life, perhaps," She opened her silver dish to reveal a something that looked similar to chicken.
"I have a life," Uub said sternly, as if insulted.
"Sure you do. Train, drink, sleep, train," Bra mused, "What a life. Wish I had one like it."
"Ha ha," The dark warrior smiled sarcastically, "As opposed to shop, whine, shop, whine, eat, sleep, whine, shop?"
Bra's smile instantly faded, revealing a very bulma-like frown, "Look, I'm just trying to help you enjoy your life some more, okay?"
"Sure, that's it," Uub said, forking some of the food on the dish, "Or maybe you're just looking for a rebound after Goten."
Bra looked like someone had slapped her in the face, "That's not what I want!"
"Uh, huh. So you show up in a dress like that and fix me dinner and expect me just to relax?"
Bra actually smiled an admirable smile, "You like it?" She motioned to her dress, as if she'd heard nothing else he'd said.
Uub smiled nervously, a bit of sweat on his forehead, "Uh, it's alright," He lied.
"Alright?" Bra said, her voice suddenly sweeter, "Is that all it is? Alright?"
"It's very nice," Uub said looking away from her, trying to get off the subject.
Bra was still smiling, "Oh," She said, feigning innocence, "Well then you'd best eat up then. I made that meal just for you, and you're letting it get cold." Uub saw that she was right, and he took a bite of it.
"Not bad," He said, hoping the subject of Bra's revealing dress was now dropped. "What is it?"
"No idea," Bra admitted, taking another bite. "I picked it up in town while I was getting this dress."
Uub let out a small groan, he was back on the dress conversation.
By the edge of the kitchen cabinet, lay an empty wine bottle. And an empty Gin bottle, along with the remains of Saki, Rum, Vodka, and Whiskey that laid next to the other bottles, most of them empty, some with half the contents left. A lone bottle of whine lay in the back ot the cabinet, still untouched.
Not five feet away lay Goten, mop still in hand, laughing as hard as he ever had. Marron was slumped near a couch, obviously over-consumed by the liquor, her hands trying to stop the continuous onslaught of giggles that burst from her mouth. The house looked mostly clean, although it was obvious which parts of the house had been cleaned during the buzzed stages of the two, judging by how items were merely shoved aside to make the are look clean. It was definately obvious that the two were under the table, so to speak.
"Ha ha," Goten laughed, rolling to meet Marron's tear-filled eyes as she giggled some more. "That was fun."
"Yes, ha ha ha," Marron giggled, "See? It didn't take that long! Ha ha!" She seemed to slip off the chair and into the floor, causing more laughter.
"You're drunk," Goten chuckled observingly, laying the mop against the bar stool beside him.
"No I'm not!" Marron protested with a hazy smile. But it was plain to see she was.
"Yes you are," Goten objected, "How much have you drank?"
"I don't know!" Marron snapped, a stupid smile still on her face, "What's left in the cabinet?"
"Hold on," Goten wobbled toward the cabinet and saw the wine bottle. "Wow," He started laughing again.
"What?" Marron giggled.
"Only one bottle of wine left."
"What?" Marron slowly started to weave towards the cabinet, but lost her balance and fell in Goten's arms. "Oof!"
"Gotcha," Goten said with a heavy sigh.
"That's it?" Marron's smile faded slightly, "We drank all of that?" She pointed to the empty and half-filled bottles.
"Guess so," Goten let her slide down his leg and land on the floor. She laid next to him, her head not five inches from his. "So," Goten started.
"So," Marron sighed, as a giggle escaped her lips. "Should we drink the other bottle?" She said with a drunken smile.
"No, no," Goten said softly, looking at her with objection. "We can't do that!"
"Why not?" Marron was giggling again.
"We have to save it!" Goten smiled as Marron started to reach for it. Goten grabbed her arm and forced her to lay down next to him again.
"Why?" Marron sighed, tugging against his grasp.
"Don't you want to save it for the wedding?" Goten said with a frown.
Marron gave him a tilted glance. "We are getting married, aren't we?" She asked hazily.
"Of course we are, that's why we're here," Goten said in an exasperated voice. Marron stopped struggling against his grip and laid down next to him, on her side facing him on his.
"Yes," She let his finger trace her cheek, "I suppose it is." She let out a giggle as his fingers ran through her blond hair.
"You're still drunk," Goten smiled.
"I know," Marron admitted.
"You're going to feel it in the morning," Goten said with a sad smile.
"So are you!" Marron giggled, rubbing her hand on his arm, staring at the muscles that chiseled it.
"Maybe, maybe not," Goten smiled. The two sat there motionless for a moment, then their eyes met.
Goten finally started to speak, "Marron, I--,"
"I know, Goten," Marron said sweetly, and in that instant she grabbed him by the neck and brought him towards her.
Goten at first thought she was going to kiss him, but then, in that same instant, he felt her nuzzle her head against his chest. Goten wasn't sure what to do. Should I kiss her? Should I not? What do I do? It seemed to take an eternity for Goten to come back towards reality and leave his thought-filled mind. He looked down and saw her sleeping soundly against his chest. I suppose I have all week to get a kiss from her, Goten thought sadly, then, to the best of his abilities, softly lay her head down on the floor and laid next to her, contemplating what he should do next. He decided in his mind at that instant, that he wanted a kiss from her sober, and not drunk. So, picking her up as soundly as possible, he carried her to Roshi's room, which looked better than it had hours ago. He laid her on Roshi's old bed as gently as possible, then made his way back to the kitchen-living room area.
Picking up the empty bottles, and putting the not-so-empty bottles back into the cabinet beside the full wine bottle, Goten slowly made his way towards the couch, and as soon as he fell onto it, he had closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.
After a final bite, Uub managed to put his fork down. The food was much more filling than anything he usually ate.
"Are you done?" Bra asked, twirling a strand of hair that hung down from her bun and eyeing him curiously.
"I usually don't eat this much," Uub explained.
"Oh," Bra replied, seeming slightly glad that he hadn't finished because he didn't like it. He'd better have liked it!
"So," Uub sighed, unsure of what to say. "Thank you for the meal," He said to Bra with a nod.
Bra smiled, "You're welcome." She was being unusually quiet all of a sudden.
Okaaaay..., Uub thought "Do you need," He paused, trying to word his sentences right. "A ride home or anything?"
"No, I brought a vehicle," Bra said with a soft smile, that still had some evil tracing it.
"Uhm, so I guess that's that then, huh?" Uub said standing up. What else was there to say?
"Guess so," Bra replied, standing as well. Here we go.
"Well, thanks again," Uub smiled falsely. The conversation's getting cold...
"Well, you're welcome again," Bra said, the sinister smile not leaving her pale features. This is it...
"Uh--," Uub started.
At that moment, Bra rushed towards him and grabbed him by the shoulders and thrusted him towards her. Uub didn't even see it coming. Before he could even react, her lips were against his, and a rush of chills swept over him, goosebumps running up and down his arms and legs. Bra let go of him for a moment, and gave him a triumphant, cunning grin.
Uub was almost speechless, "What---what was that?" His voice was a mix of shock and curiousity.
"What was that?" Bra said with a slightly cold laugh, "That was called a kiss. Ever had one?"
"Well," To be honest, Uub thought, "No, not really."
Bra let out a mirthless laugh and put her arms around his neck, "Wow, then I guess that was an experience for you."
"Bra, I---," But Uub couldn't find anything to say to her. Nothing seemed to fit. As much as he hated to admit it, he'd actually enjoyed the feeling her lips against his had broughten. But it's Bra...His mind seemed to scream at him.
"You don't have to say anything," The demi-Saiyan said softly, her hand over his lips. She looked over behind him, towards the training chamber. "Say," A smile sparked across her face, "Let's spare."
"What?" Uub was very certain that she couldn't even begin to grasp the concept of sparing, much less actually do it.
"Come on," Bra said, a whininess hint in her voice, "I want to spare you."
"You'll get your butt creamed," Uub said with a stern look.
"Not if you go easy on me," Bra said tempting him closer to the chamber. Uub didn't know if he wanted to go inside the capsule with her or not.
"If you get hurt and your father--"
"Daddy won't know anything about this," Bra said, her smile cunning. "I promise."
Uub was very doubtful of that, "Are you sure?"
"Positive," Bra said as she walked into the chamber. The door to the training facility shut behind them.
Uub wasn't sure of what he was getting into, but he figured that this was the only way to make her happy, and for some reason, making her happy seemed to be his utmost goal at the moment. And he wasn't sure why.
Well well well, LOL HOw was it? I loooooved writing this chapter, and It may be one of my favorites to date so far! Well, sorry for the long update, but I hope to get the next chapter up as soon as I can!
Things are heating up, aren't they? Well, Chapter Eleven will feature Marron and Goten's second day at the Roshi House and Bra and Uub's budding relationship! What do you think about Uub and Bra? Let me know! You guys that review this story are what keeps me going! Thank you so much, guys!
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