What can I say? Sorry. Will it help? Probably not. What about the next chapter? I was hoping that it would do the trick...

You guys have no clue how much I appreciate all of your wonderful support. I've been away with school and friends and, now having a car, everything takes away from my computer time -- but hey, I'm making an effort and I'll get this thing done -- and then comes a sequel.

I'm thinking so.

Well I don't own DBZ... Glad I got that off my chest.

Marron/Yamcha -- Barbie and Ken

Launch/Tien -- Arwen and Aragon

Bulma/Vegeta -- Aries and Aphrodite

ChiChi/Goku -- Romeo and Juliet

Chapter 11
High School Royalty
Shades of Crimson

The brush ran through her long strands of dark hair in an unconscious rhythm as she stared, distantly, into the large vanity mirror she was standing before. She shook herself out of her idle thoughts of prom and such with a heavy blink, and as she sat the brush down on the vanity she let out a small sigh.

Her dark eyes studied the pictures that lined her mirror; there was one of her and Bulma in the tenth grade on Bulma's fathers yacht. There was another, just below the latter, of Marron, Launch, Bulma, and her outside the mall in her first car.

She felt a jovial smile graze her soft, pinked lips as she saw her friends smiles on her sixteenth birthday. She sighed as she began thinking about back then, knowing that if she tempted them enough, the tears beneath her eyes would fall and smear her perfect eyeliner that she had been working on to be just right since she got off of school.

The picture at the top, framed with a homemade border of silk and beads was a crude copied landscape, but the picture inside, of her boyfriend and her smiling so truly in his living room with their backs to the front door, was the truest form of love she could account for.

She slid her manicured fingers through her dark hair, feeling the locks gleam as if they would cast off the suns rays with their shine, their smooth, straight glossiness present in ever strand.

She smiled again, taking in her reflection in her mirror as she turned to her made bed, where her renaissance style dress, her Juliet dress, her prom dress, rested so subtly and patiently for it's moment to grace her figure and to be stared at with mouths agape as the crown was sat to rest atop her dark tresses.

Her bedroom door clicked open, causing her to jump from her fantasy, and her eyes to glare at the petite figure, clad in a silk oriental dress, that was standing in her doorway.

ChiChi sighed, impatience tainting her voice, and frowned, "Yes?"

The woman smiled with glossy eyes at her daughter, "ChiChi, you look so beautiful."

Their eyes never parted, "I know" ChiChi said simply with unfaltering features.

Her mother shook her head, causing a few of the tears to shake from eyes and spill affectionately down her cheeks, "Oh ChiChi, you're my only daughter, can't we pretend that, for just one night, we get along?"

ChiChi smiled lightly, seeing the emotion in her mothers eyes, it was true that she and the small Asian woman before her, her mother, had been distant lately, but they we're once close, and she did still care deeply for her. "We needn't pretend mom." ChiChi said with a small smile.

Her mother returned her smile, gratitude evident on her face, "So Romeo and Juliet?"

ChiChi nodded eagerly as she picked up the elaborate dress from her bed, holding it up for her mother to take in the meticulous silk patterns and lace that lined the ornate gown.

Her mother nearly gasp, "Goku paid for this all on his own?"

ChiChi laughed at her shock and nodded.

"Naive little Goku-san?" she continued with a blink, "Hungry, happy, care-free little Goku?"

ChiChi smiled and shook her head, "His attitude makes him sweet, not poor."

Her mother laughed with a nod, "Aye. But still, such extravagance shocks me in a such a boy."

ChiChi shrugged, "He picked it out himself, but, I guess it is prom."

Her mothers eyes slightly slid closed, "Do...." she paused, "Oh ChiChi, I'm not.... we'll... ChiChi, prom is.."

ChiChi stopped on her way to her closet, "Yes mother?" she smiled, faking innocence, "Prom is, what?"

Her jaw shifted at her daughter's sarcasm and rolled her eyes, "You're basically a good girl, am I not mistaken ChiChi?"

ChiChi laughed, "Of coarse. And Goku, he's a very nice, and innocent, young man." ChiChi couldn't help the blush that spread across her cheeks, "We've already had this conversation and Goku said that if it really is meant to be then we can wait."

She let out a deep breath and smiled, "I knew I liked that young man. But I still know what the world is like, and I know that Goku is such a nice boy, and you are very fortunate. We are all very fortunate. But... well I worry about my only girl... and if you're father knew a boy laid a finger on you then he would..."

ChiChi laughed, thinking of how her father, though massive in size, taking on her built boyfriend, "Look mother, I love you." She smiled, meeting eyes with her mom, "I'm calling Bulma and probably just finishing getting ready there."

"Goku knows where to pick you up?"

"Yes mam."

"Good." She said with a smiled, "Have a great night."

ChiChi smiled as she heard her mother close her bedroom door with a quite click, "I hope so." She whispered as she began to gather her things.

Bulma rolled her eyes as her mother began her 'prom night chat.'

"And deer, I know what you and Vegeta are going to do -- and I don't know if you've already done it, or if you're planning on doing it again, but use protection. As handsome as Vegeta is I don't want you caring his kids." she shot her daughter a bubbly smile, "Yet."

Bulma rolled her eyes, "Look, I've got to check on Vegeta to make sure that he's getting ready."

Her mother smiled with a nod, "But don't start things early Bulma. You give all of it to him now, he might not be up for round two tonight, men are--"

"Sh." Bulma said, raising her hands in a defensive manner, "I've got to go."

Mrs. Briefs studied her daughter, not quit ready for prom, but she did still look beautiful, "Alright dear."

Bulma pushed passed her and made her way across the street to Vegeta's house.

A maid came to the door and Bulma explained that she was there to speak with Vegeta, and she led herself up to her date's closed bedroom door, where she gently cracked it open, peered inside the dark room, save the light streaming through the cracks of the blinds, and opened the door fully and shut it softly behind her.

She saw Vegeta asleep on his back on his bed, she rolled her eyes, knowing that it was nearly five in the afternoon, but couldn't help but smile at his vulnerable state.

She climbed on top of him, her bare legs straddling his waist, her pelvis resting just above his, and her arms pinning the side of his head. She smirked as she planted a quick kiss on his lips, causing his eyes to jolt open, and his body to jerk slightly as he saw the figure poised above him.

Then he smirked as he noticed who, and what position she was in.

"Wake up Vegeta." she whispered, her hot breath tickling his ear.

The smirk remained on his face as he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him, their bodies rubbing. She sighed, an irritated look crossing her face, "Vegeta, I came over here to wake you up, not get an early start."

He ignored her, placing a forceful kiss on her lips, flipping her over so that he was now on top, pushing his experienced tongue into her savory mouth. He could feel her heat as he began to harden against her hips. He could taste her want as her tongue lingered in his mouth. Her temple began to sweat, and he brought his lips down to her neckline to lick the beads running down her neck.

She moaned as she felt his lips, and she brought her hands down to his button up shirt, and began to button it down. She thrust it off of him, trying to turn him over, desperately wanting to be on top. But, not being able to resist his force, settled for her position now, and ran her hands down his washboard abs, her hands lingering above the button of his jeans.

Her fingers played with the button, teasing him with each rub. She felt his lips back to her mouth again, and she eagerly accepted his kiss, tasting him, sucking on his lower lip as she opened the button, unzipped his pants, and then thrashed them to the floor.

He pulled away from her lips momentarily, smirking at her as he reached for her shirt, and as he began to pull, just when he could see her pierced navel and thin, tanned midriff, she stopped him.

"don't start things early Bulma. You give all of it to him now, he might not be up for round two..." She rolled her eyes angrily, it was her mothers words that echoed through her mind, guilting her conscious. Interrupting what was to probably be the best sex of her life.

She felt the man above her roll off her and curse under his breath, pulling his pants on he shrugged, "Well the pants came off, that's a start."

Bulma sat up and frowned apologetically at him, "Vegeta, I'm not a prude."

"That's what the guys tell me." He muttered.

She frowned, "Tonight, okay, I didn't want to spoil things."

He sat beside her and frowned, "And what you did here that wasn't spoiling things?"

She sighed and rested her head against his shoulder, "Vegeta... I don't want you to tire of me so fast."

He smirked with a shrug, "Woman, I don't think I'll get tired of you."

She thought she felt her heart skip a beat -- but she quickly dismissed the feeling, noting that he didn't mean it in the hopefully way she was thinking.

But her heart was praying that he was.

Launch and ChiChi simultaneously rolled their eyes as they watched their blue haired friend pace back and forth across her bedroom.

There was an angered look on her face as she marched across the floor. With each step she took Bulma grew angrier, complaining to her friends with her tongue lashing out sentences in short, incomplete thoughts, and finally the blue haired girl let out a defeated sigh and threw herself back into her bed, landing on her soft, fluffy comforter.

ChiChi shot Launch a look that read 'she's loosing it' and cleared her throat, "Bulma, do you know what you need?"

Bulma rubbed her eyelids, still laying back on her bed, and with a winy voice she muttered coffee.

Launch let out a small laugh as ChiChi shifted her jaw, "No Bulma, you need your two best friends to fix you so you can be the hottest girl at the prom."

Bulma opened one of her eyes to glance at her friend, "I don't need you two to be the hottest girl at the prom."

Launch giggled again and sat beside Bulma on the bed and smiled, "Well I know that you want to impress Vegeta and all..."

"No." Bulma said defiantly, "I have no want to impress that self-centered asshole."

"Oh please." ChiChi said making her way into Bulma's large upscale bathroom as she rummaged through Bulma's collection of curling irons and straighteners, "I thought we've passed the whole 'i'm not interested thing', we've established that you have the hots for him, and now you want, God knows a sin, but in his pants."

Launch smiled down at Bulma, partially ignoring ChiChi, "So Bulma, how about we fix you up?"

Bulma looked her over and sat up stubbornly, "We fix each other up, and then we get coffee."

Launch nodded, "Alright, I'll call Mar."

"Bulma, how do you think Juliet did her makeup?" ChiChi inquired from the bathroom.

Bulma smirked as she came back to her old self, "What does it matter, she's not giving Romeo any anyway."

As the girls crowded around the mirror, just finishing up on Launch's makeup, they giggled as Launch smiled into the mirror to see the finished product.

Bulma smirked as she looked her friend over, "Well I would say we did a wonderful job."

Launch laughed as she stood up and turned to face Bulma, "Well it's not too hard to make me presentable."

Marron laughed as she played with the top of her bikini, pulling it up so that it augmented her cleavage.

ChiChi watched her friend with distaste from the corner of her eye, Marron was going as Barbie. The very idea sickened ChiChi, but the fact that they had agreed on 'Malibu Barbie' put Marron in high heels with a blue bikini and a pair of sunglasses. Bulma had just applied temporary die in her hair -- blonde, a much more suitable color for the dense teen.

ChiChi smiled, though there was no denying that Marron could pull of the bikini, even at prom.

Her own makeup was done lightly, deciding that she didn't want to over do it. The top layer of her long dark hair was pulled back loosely and braded, compliments to Bulma. She hadn't yet changed into her gown, figuring that there was still half an hour to go and she didn't want anything to happen to it incase it were to be an unlucky half hour.

Bulma, however, wasn't planning on the next few minutes as anything but an opportunity to show off. Her hair was curled and was let fall loosely across her shoulders and with a golden headband fastened with elaborate leaves twinned together with a branch. Her dress was long and thin, nearly touching the floor with a revealing slit on the left side that rose to her left thigh, exposing her long, tan, creamy legs and her stiletto heels that laced around her calves with gold bands. There was a thick bracelet around her upper arm and a thin, double-layered belt just before the white dress scooped to expose the tops of her breast. The dress had one wrist-length cut sleeve that hung down, and the other was held up only by a thing strap.

Bulma's makeup was done dark and dramatic, and the way she carried herself in such a garment gave her an air of superiority, like she truly believed that she was the idealistic goddess of beauty.

As ChiChi turned from Bulma to check the clock, calculating that the guys would be there in about twenty minutes, she saw that Launch had just slipped into her dress -- a long elegant green dress with belled sleeves and a low neckline. There was silver lining about the dress that made her silver makeup and redden lips stand out. To complete the outfit on the top of her loosely curled hair sat a unique, silver, elfish crown.

ChiChi smiled at her friends as they all shot her confused, and almost sarcastic looks. Bulma smiled back at her friend, "Oh come one ChiChi, don't cry. It's not graduation or anything."

"Yea." ChiChi said, taking a seat on the edge of Bulma's bed, taking her dress in her hands, "But this is like the last major event we have left before graduation."

Marron shrugged, "We still have senior skip day."

Launch laughed as she played with her sleeve, "Yea... but I know what you mean. I feel like things are just starting off with Tien and I and after graduation who knows what will happen."

Bulma nodded, and then shook her head, "Come on Chi, you're going to make me all sad -- tonight's all about parting and dancing and spiked punch and getting laid, and you getting crowned queen."

ChiChi rolled her eyes at this and Marron nodded, "She's right you know."

They jumped as there was a honk outside and Bulma rushed to the window, a smirk appeared on her face as she turned around to face her friends, "The boys are early, and with a limo. I'm impressed."

Launch and Marron ran to the window and peered out of Bulma's blinds as well, they shrieked as they saw the guys walking up Bulma's driveway, barely being able to make out their outfits.

ChiChi rolled her eyes at her friends as she slipped on her dress, being careful not to mess her hair up, and then sliding on her silver jewelry -- a silver necklace, ring, bracelet, and matching earrings.

They ran to Bulma's bedroom door as they heard the doorbell ring and the sound of Bulma's bubbly mother's voice echo through the entry way.

"My, my boys. Aren't we looking particularly handsome tonight."

I know it's really short and uneventful, but I just felt like one more Pre-prom chapter.... I'm working on the next one right now... but it could be a little longer and I couldn't bare to make anyway wait much longer. So expect the next one up sometime around Thanksgiving. Perhaps I'm digging my own grave -- but review -- I need some incentive...

Thanks for all the previous reviews.... And I hope that you are sticking with me... No matter how unfaithful I have been in my writing dry spell.... Sorry....

I have some pictures of their outfits if you really want to see them I can E-mail them to you... I'm sorry the link thing isn't working...

--Crimson