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'Fame II'
English
"The prince. How's it hanging?" Raditz walked in the classroom taking a seat behind Vegeta
"I heard you and your woman will be a year old tomorrow" he attempted a conversation
"That's right" said Vegeta with his usual scowl. Raditz raised his brows
"Wow. I must say I'm impressed" he pat him on the shoulder "who would've ever thought right? Mr. Casanova? In love?" he chuckled. Vegeta was starting to get annoyed
"Got any plans?" asked Raditz
"Maybe" replied Vegeta
"Just so you know the Lakers have a game tomorrow" Raditz started "preseason. It'll be here. They play the Celtics" Vegeta became interested
"Convenient, I know" Raditz continued "and believe me I am truly very sorry you're gonna have to miss it-"
"Fuck off" said Vegeta irate. Raditz backed away
"Woa, man" he chuckled enjoying every second of it "no need for hostility here" he chuckled some more. Vegeta grunted yet said nothing
"I, however, will be going to the game. Low cabin seats, tell you everything the TV left out" said Raditz
"Who cares about the stupid game anyway?" Vegeta spat at him. The teacher made his way inside the classroom
"Well good morning class" he greeted, the students never recognizing his presence "I'm glad we're all ready to begin…"
Science AP
"So you guys did it?!" 18 asked enthusiastic as her and Chichi shared a few words before the class started "how was it?"
"Lower your voice" requested Chichi lowering her own voice "I don't want people finding out" she said
"Sure" said 18 "yeah. Totally get it now tell me" she whispered "was he big? Was he thick? He had to be thick. I can't imagine such a big guy with a thin…well…you know-"
"I can't tell you that!" hissed Chichi "it's personal" she added. 18 rolled her eyes smiling
"Women talk about this all the time, Chi. It's nothing to be ashamed of" she said. Chichi thought for a second
"Well…he was thick" she confessed "and he moves very good" they giggled in unison
"This is so much fun! I'm so glad you guys did it!" 18 beamed. The professor walked in the classroom
"We'll talk later!" said 18
"Sure…" Chichi didn't sound too convinced…
Math AP
"Hey Bulma" Goku greeted as he and Yamucha entered the classroom, one seating in front of her while the other sat behind her
"So" Goku faced her
"So" said Yamucha behind her. She looked at the two guys warily
"So?" she said doubtful
"Have you gotten Vegeta's gift yet?" asked Goku. Bulma shook her head
"No. I feel horrible. He probably knows what he's getting me already"
"He actually got it like a week ago" corrected Yamucha
"That doesn't make me feel any better" she frowned at him "how did he get my gift a week ago? He didn't even know we were about to hit the year mark"
"He knew" said Goku
"Thought about it before you said anything" said Yamucha
"Ugh, whatever" Bulma threw her hands in the air "it's not like I can buy just anything for him"
"He does have a lot of stuff" said Goku thoughtful
"Unless you wanna buy something extravagant…like a Harley Davidson..." said Yamucha
"A house" said Goku
"A car" said Yamucha
"He has two already" said Goku "an Xbox 360-"
"I like PSPs" said Yamucha
"Ok STOP!" Bulma requested reaching boiling point "I am not getting him a Harley Davidson, or a house, or a car or a video system. If those are the options he gave you-"
"No" said Goku
"We came up with those" said Yamucha. Bulma rolled her eyes
"Look. I was going to buy tickets for the basketball game tomorrow night-"
"Not bad" said Yamucha
"Yeah" agreed Goku across from Yamucha "except that…well…he was gonna do that thing…" he looked at Yamucha
"Oh!" snapped Yamucha "yeah-"
"'That thing?'" she looked at Goku "'that thing?'" she looked at Yamucha now "what the hell are you talking about?" she asked as if going insane
"Not to worry though" said Yamucha
"We'll talk to him. Get it all sorted out" said Goku
"No! You won't talk to him" Bulma argued "you will tell me what 'that thing' is!" she demanded. The teacher walked in the classroom
"Hello class" she greeted
"Ooop, teacher's here" said Yamucha facing the front of the classroom now
"Yep. Teacher's here" Goku sat comfortably behind her. Bulma narrowed her eyes at both of them
"Idiots" she muttered to herself getting ready to start the class indeed…
Lunch
The end of the first half of the day was signaled by the ring of the bell. The guys couldn't wait to get out of their respective classrooms. The big game was drawing closer and closer and as usual, they spent most of the lunch hour discussing how the game was going to go
"…they're not that tough" said Yamucha referring to the opposing team. He, Vegeta and Goku were already seating on their segregated 'VIP' lunch table
"We can beat them. It'll be harder than last year for sure but it's definitely not impossible" he said taking a big bite off his tuna sandwich. Goku slurped a mouthful of spaghetti. Vegeta grunted angrily
"Kakarot! I'm trying to eat" he protested. Goku turned with long pieces of pasta hanging out of his mouth
"Efgh ghef-"
"Ugh. Don't" Vegeta turn away with disgust. Goku shrugged his shoulders turning back to his plate
"What do you think?" Yamucha turned to Vegeta
"I think we don't stand a chance" Vegeta replied genuinely taking a bite of his own food. Yamucha's food got stuck in his throat. He took down a sip of his water
"What do you mean we don't stand a chance?" he asked "you think we'll lose?"
"We're outdone" Vegeta replied "our defensive ends don't stand a chance against theirs. We need Gali and Jonas"
"Not really" said Goku his mouth free of food now "I think we can win without them. We need better effort coming from our newer defensive ends. Maybe if we help them out more" he said. Vegeta raised a brow
"Really? Call me crazy Kakarot but we haven't won a quarter in practice since our new DE's started"
"That may be right" said Goku "but we gotta work with what we've got. Gali and Jonas aren't coming back for the rest of the season" he said. Vegeta shook his head not believing they could win with the new DE's for a second. Bulma joined the scene. She walked up behind Vegeta and leaned down for a kiss on the cheek
"Hey babe" she greeted taking a seat beside him while placing her food on the table. Vegeta attempted to remain unshaken. His cheeks turned a light shade of pink; the unexpected action had caught him off guard. He liked her lips on his skin…just not in front of the guys. Goku and Yamucha smirked. They gave him a look that clearly read they weren't going to let him off easy for this one
"How was English?" Bulma asked
"Fine" Vegeta replied sternly taking another bite of his food. Bulma raised a brow
"I was hoping you wouldn't be detailed or anything" she said with irony
"I thought it'd be best too" they locked eyes
"Jerk" she muttered turning away to take a bite of her Caesar salad. Yamucha shook his head
"How long has it been since you guys got together?" he asked
"Ten months" said Vegeta
"Eleven" Bulma quickly corrected. She gave him a death glare. Vegeta only smirked at her
"Might as well call it a year" suggested Yamucha
"Yeah" said Goku "it's not that much different" he added
"Oh believe me" Bulma's eyes never left Vegeta's as she spoke "it makes all the difference in the world" she said snidely. Chichi joined the group now taking a seat aside Goku
"Hi honey" the couple engaged in a long kiss
"Get a room" the three of them surprisingly said in unison. The pair broke the kiss
"You're just jealous" said Chichi as they regained their composure. 18 and Raditz now joined the table occupying two of the three seats left on their table
"So" Raditz began "ready for the big game…?"
The Big Game
"Blue thirty-nine! Blue thirty-nine! Hut!" Vegeta yelled with his hand up "hut, hut!" he yelled again. The players ran to their assigned positions. The big game had just started. The San Jose Tigers were up seven to none scoring a touchdown and a twenty-two yard field goal five minutes into the game.
Vegeta threw the ball in the air getting knocked out by two defensive ends a second later both heightening well above six feet tall. The ball fell swiftly into the wide receiver's hands. The wide receiver ran as fast as he could towards the goal line. He jumped over one of the players from the opposing team then bent to avoid the punch of another. Then he scored; the Eagle's first touchdown. The crowd went wild. Vegeta stood quickly joining the whole team in celebration as they cheered for their first six points scored. The kicker got ready for the field goal
"In!" the ref called. The crowd cheered louder. Bulma, Chichi, 18 and Christine were all seated on the first row of the stadium's bleachers
"Gosh I can't stand watching Goku get hit so hard from such a close distance" Chichi said. 18 tsked
"He'll be fine. He's a tough boy. All of them are" she assured. Bulma said nothing. She didn't know whether to agree with Chichi or agree with 18. True, they were all very strong men. She wasn't sure she could take watching Vegeta get hit and fall on the ground over and over without feeling the slightest sense of fear or concern nevertheless. Kame; I'm not asking you to let the boys win. I'm asking you to have them back in one piece. That's all she spoke in her mind…
ESPN Broadcast
"I'm Tom Mclean ready to bring you the high school football halftime report. Surprises begin as the Eagles of Madison Brooks struggle to stay in the game against the San Jose Tigers. The Tigers have managed to keep the advantage strongly dominating the first quarter twenty one to seven. The Eagles' defense is significantly weaker; Goku and Raditz Son are definitely struggling trying their best to keep the defense tight but unsuccessfully managing to do so.
"Vegeta Ouji having a bad game; he has been completely erratic. His passes have gone way off and above his wide-receivers and running-backs; his field perception is completely erroneous. This is not what we've usually seen from him. Coach Foley has a big problem now. The Eagles highly depend on Ouji's game in order to score the points. If he doesn't get it together, this might as well be the Eagle's first loss since Kame knows when!
The second quarter is about to begin as I have been informed. I'm Tom Mclean and you're watching the ESPN halftime report. Stay tuned for the end result of the big game between the Madison Brooks Eagles and the San Jose Tigers coming up"
Madison Brooks Football Stadium
"What's wrong with Vegeta? I've never seen his throws so off the target" Chichi commented
"I can't tell what's wrong with him" said Bulma
"He looks distracted" Christine added to Chichi's comment. Bulma shook her head
"I don't know" she said. Why don't you play instead? See how much better you can do she thought annoyed going back to the game that was about to set out to the second quarter…
In The Field
"Vegeta! Next throw you miss I'm seating your ass on the bench, you hear me!?" the QB coach hit Vegeta's helmet angrily. Vegeta turned away shaking his head
"What the hell is wrong with you?" he thought to himself. Then his father's voice went off inside his head
"You wanna be a pussy!? Go ahead, you pathetic loser! Show them (the other team) you can't hack it so they can put your head back on the mud where it belongs! He shook the memory off
"Hey" he heard a voice call "hey are you ok?" the voice asked again. He looked up. It was Goku. The taller male shook him concerned
"Vegeta?" he called "can you hear me?"
"I heard you!" Vegeta pushed him away "I'm fine" he assured looking into Goku's eyes through the iron bars of his helmet
"They're shifting on us" said Goku "our wings are too far in. We can't cover both. They're killing us. We need to open up-"
"I right sixteen" Vegeta muttered a light bulb went on in his head. Goku furrowed his brows
"What?" he asked
"I right sixteen, of course!" he spoke to himself "change of formation!" he ran into the team huddle Goku following close behind him. The other players on the team held their words as Vegeta got ready to speak
"We're changing our formation to I right sixteen-"
"But that's our wings open-"
"Don't question it! Just do it!" he yelled angered. They gathered their hands in
"Ready, break!" the men ran inside the field again; ready to play the end of the second quarter of the game…
The Game Is Over
"…it was the closest game yet in the history of high school football; amazing comeback by the Eagles of Madison Brooks. They fell behind, first by fourteen and then by twenty one. One word to describe Vegeta's performance today is certainly brilliant. He did not have a great start yet he picked up the slack carrying the Eagles to this outstanding W. His accuracy improved significantly after a change of formation..."
The Locker Room
"What the hell happened out there, kid? You know how much this team depends on you. You can not have days off!" coach Foley reiterated as he and Vegeta sat in his office located to a corner of the locker room
"Is that all?" Vegeta stood from his seat
"No! You sit your ass back down!" coach Foley ordered. Vegeta disobeyed crossing his arms on his chest. Coach Foley stood from his seat angrily approaching dangerously close to him
"I want you to listen clearly because I'm only going to say this once" he point his finger at him "you better be able to clean up your shit when you suck. I'm not scared of seating you out. I could care less about your fucking stats or your fucking career. I care about the Ws. I expect you know what I'm talking about" he said
"You're gonna sit me out?" Vegeta asked with arrogance "I want to see you try" he taunted
"Don't you dare defy me!" said the coach furious. His voice was stern and steady as he spoke "you're just like your father thinking your shit don't stink. Think again! Stars are in the sky. There are none down here. None!" he yelled. Vegeta swallowed hard. If Foley wasn't mistaken this was the coldest most heartless look Vegeta had ever given him. Not even in his worse of days at practice did he look this mad. He was beyond raging
"I am nothing like my father" he grabbed the man by the collar of his shirt "don't forget that" he pushed him away. Foley straightened up fixing his shirt
"You have one o'clock stadiums. Monday through Friday" he called before Vegeta exited the room. Vegeta tilted his head sideways
"How many?" he asked
"You will stop when I get tired" he said. Vegeta resumed walking no other word spoken between the two…
A Couple of Hours Later
Vegeta arrived in Bulma's bedroom shutting the door behind him quietly. It was late. Between meeting with the coach after the game, talking to the press, talking to the student fans that gathered after the press, going home to fake that he was sleeping there and entering Bulma's house making sure that nobody had heard him, he always made it to Bulma's bedroom a couple of minutes before midnight.
Bulma was fast asleep. Very few were the times he ever found her to be awake at this time and the fact was disappointing. Tonight he wanted her to be awake. He wanted to fall in her warm embrace that brought so much tranquility and peace to his mind and body. He wanted to feel her soft hands on his skin, her warm breath battle his, her soft hair entangled in between his fingers. Tonight he was in much need of her. He wanted to kiss her bare shoulders. He wanted to taste her sweet skin. He was longing for her. Tonight she could do her way with him and he wouldn't mind it at all.
Vegeta bent down aside her sleeping form their faces now the same height. He stared at her as she breathed profoundly, slowly, calm. What had she done to him? From a man that could care less to a man that would kill if something happened to her, how did she do it? Did he let his guard down long enough? Did she catch him unaware?
"Hey" Bulma opened her eyes sleepily her voice a mere whisper. She ran the back of her hand through his face. He closed his eyes at her touch
"When did you get back?" she asked
"I just got here" he whispered. She breathed profoundly
"You played good" she smiled. He opened his eyes
"No. I didn't"
"You've played better" she said "doesn't mean you didn't play good" she added. He stared into her eyes
"Get to bed" she requested "I need you" she added. He walked around the bed taking his shirt and pants off before getting under the covers. Bulma rolled on top of him once he lay down. She kissed his lips right away
"How you play is obviously important. There's not much more you can do, besides what you did, when you're having a bad game" she rested her elbow on his chest resting her chin on the open palm "let's not forget that the goal was still accomplished. You won. That's all that matters" she said optimistic
"I should've had a sharper perception" said Vegeta angry with himself "I didn't concentrate enough. I should've seen the running backs wide open-"
"And you're only human, Vegeta" Bulma cut him off "that makes you as susceptible to have a bad game as everybody else" she kissed him. As opposed to many kisses they had shared before, this one kiss expressed much fervor and yearning for her. He wanted her. His mind was truly debating whether or not to take her. Her hands wondered through his body making his self-control falter. Her fingers traced the lines of his muscles. Bulma reached the rim of his boxer shorts running her index finger from edge to edge as she stared into his dark eyes. All the blood in his body seemed to rush to the place in between his legs
"You look worn out" she stopped running a hand through his hair "let's go to bed" she kissed the tip of his nose then let her head fall on his chest. He tried to lay as stiff and still as he could. Even her snuggling against him was turning him on. It was as if his skin had suddenly become extremely sensitive to hers. Obviously his desire for her had grown. Never had he let the slightest bit of lust show through his words or his actions. Now he found himself losing the battle to self-control. Even worse was the fact that he was unwilling to stop it.
He breathed in. Was it really necessary that he didn't take her? Did it really all depend on what it meant to him? If so, why not take her? He was sure of what it would mean. He sucked at words but was surely good with actions. Why not?
End of Chapter 11. I hope this was the end of my writer's block. God, it's hard to get out of that. I have a theory. I think writer's block is what happens when you think way too much about what's going to happen in your story. I need to take days in between in order to make this story happen. I have a lot of unorganized ideas. It's time I sit down and think where this story is going to go. Alright so that's all. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. I appreciate feedback. Have a good one
Love,
PL
