Lucy chapter 3
"Hi Bulma, are you coming with us too?" He chirps with an excited smile, he is always extra happy when he knows there will soon be food.
"Sorry Goku," She shrugs, "I'm really busy with work today, you go and have fun with Vegeta," She continues, already flicking through a big wad of papers, too engrossed to pay any attention to the men in the room. Goku's face drops when he hears she will not be accompanying them. Goku and Bulma have been close friends for more than 20 years. Another reason this is such a major betrayal Vegeta is planning. Goku sighs then his eyes fall on Vegeta and widen as he takes in his awesome body.
"Wow Vegeta, you're looking pumped. Have you been working out?" He asks, reaching out and giving Vegeta's hard bicep a little squeeze. Goku has never understood the concept of personal space. For once Vegeta may be able to use that annoying trait to his advantage. He can use it to get close to Goku.
"I'm always working out Kakarot, you know that," Vegeta can feel his face blushing. It was supposed to be him charming Goku not the other way around, why does Vegeta get the distinct feeling that Goku is trying to flirt with him? Goku's black, Saiyan eyes don't leave Vegeta's body until he awkwardly pulls a t-shirt over his head and covers himself up
"Are you ready to go?" Goku asks, holding out his hand for Vegeta to hold so he can teleport both of them to the restaurant. Usually Vegeta refuses to take his hand, instead reaching for his shoulder, but today he hesitates only for a second before entwining his fingers with Goku's and holding on tight. He looks surprised for a second but soon shrugs it off, he's so easy going.
"Bye Bulma," He calls, then before anyone can even blink they are outside the restaurant that Vegeta wanted to go to. Vegeta pulls open the door for Goku, he wants him to give the impression that he's a gentleman. The fact that he never has been before shouldn't really matter, should it? It's what he does now that counts.
The two men are shown to a quiet little table, in the corner of the small brightly lit restaurant by a happy looking waiter. The place is not busy, plain white tables and chairs nearly all empty. Just a few quiet people dotted around the place, it's too early for most people to be out eating. And so, begins date number one.
"I'm going to the bathroom; your instant transmission always makes me need to pee." Vegeta snaps before stomping off in the direction of the toilets.
"Sure thing, Vegeta," Goku chirpily answers, he's so used to Vegeta's grumpy ways now that he hardly even notices them anymore. He doesn't mind that Vegeta can be snappy and downright mean sometimes, he has grown to accept Vegeta for exactly who he is, and he likes him that way. He was so pleased today when Vegeta text him, he sometimes gets the feeling that Vegeta hates him, but this kinda proves he doesn't, right? This thought makes Goku smile.
Vegeta opens the door to the small but clean bathroom, he's wondering if telling Goku he always needs to pee after instant transmissioning was too much info, oh well it's done now.
In the bathroom, he takes a few deep breaths in an attempt to steady his nerves, he can't figure out why he's feeling so anxious. It's only Goku for crying out loud. They have known each other for so long, this should be easy, or, maybe that's why it is so difficult. What on earth will Goku think when Vegeta suddenly starts flirting with him? Vegeta knows full well that this could be a disaster.
"On a date already? Ya don't waste time do ya?" Lucy speaks over his shoulder, making him jump so much he nearly splashes her with his piss. She is wearing a red pvc body suit, once again she looked as though she should be dancing in a club rather than hanging out in the men's toilet of a small diner.
"I'm trying to pee here, and please don't call this a date out loud." Vegeta snaps, wondering why she always seems to appear whenever he is in the toilet.
"Oh, don't worry bubs I've seen ya dick before, ya ain't got nu'n to be shy 'bout." She says with a wink.
"What? When have you seen my dick?"
"I see all things hun, I am omnipresent. It's nothing personal, I've seen everyone's dick," She shrugs.
The fact that she is omnipresent makes a few things inside Vegeta's mind click. Things he really doesn't want to be clicking. She is always wearing red. She turns into a fire haired, abys eyed monster when she is angry. She is omnipresent. His mind can only think of one possible thing she could be, but he really doesn't want to believe that.
"Well don't look at mine anymore, you're creeping me out." He demands.
"Sorry hun," She turns around, "Do ya want me ta tell ya what Kakathingamijigs looks like?"
"It's Kakarot, and no! What the fuck is wrong with you?"
"Sorry, I just thought ya might want a bit a pre-warning is all. Any way doesn't ya think ya ought to a got used to ya body before ya came out on a date in it?"
"This is not a date, I am not dating Kakarot. We are just having breakfast. I've been dead before I'm sure I can handle a few silly side effects," He says, waving his hand nonchalantly.
"Ha-ha okay then," She giggles "Ya seem ta have it all under control. If ya need me just call alright love?" And with a splash of red sparkle she disappears.
"Wait," He calls, but it's too late. She's already gone. What did she mean pre-warning? What about Goku's dick could he possibly need to be warned about? Where did she think this "date" was going?
Vegeta returns to the table with an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach. He sits opposite Goku and flashes him what is supposed to be a sexy smile, but looks a little more like a grimace. Goku made an effort with his appearance today, he wanted Vegeta to think he looked nice, he isn't sure why, he is wearing a pair of dark denim jeans and a crisp white shirt. He looks good. It's not very often that Goku dresses in anything other than his bright orange training gear, but for breakfast with his best buddy Vegeta, he's willing to go the extra mile.
"I already ordered for you, I hope you don't mind," Goku chimes. Vegeta is mildly irritated, he abhors it when people order for him, if anything he should have ordered for Goku, he is his superior, after all. But he knows he can't let little things like that bother him. He's going to be spending a lot of time with Goku over the next few months, if he can't get used to his small annoying traits he will have no chance when he starts being truly irritating.
"No problem," He dismisses, waving my hand casually to show just how unfazed he is.
"So… It's been awhile since we just hung out, aside from training, are you okay?" Goku asks with a genuine look of concern on his face. He has a heart of gold and is always looking out for others.
"Yes, why would I not be okay? I just wanted to see you, is that a problem?" Vegeta snaps, then instantly regrets it, after seeing Goku's face drop a little. If he is going to make this fool love him, he had better work on being nice. Or nicer at least.
"No, no problem at all, I'm really glad you texted me," He smiles warmly. God, he's so nice. To most this is a lovely trait, but to Vegeta, his constant happy caring self is nothing short of infuriating. How can anybody be this nice ALL of the time? Well, I suppose if you have the purest heart in the world it just comes naturally.
"Well… What have you been doing with yourself?" Vegeta mumbles awkwardly, small talk has never been his strong point.
"Hmm, not too much really, I've been working in the fields 'cause Chichi says I have to earn money, and I've been training with Piccolo, that's really fun he is getting real strong. What about you? I can see you've been training hard too," He points at Vegeta's rock hard, muscular arms.
"Yeah, just training," He lies. he would love to tell him that he died, met someone who he's pretty sure is the devil and now he is damned unless he can make him fall in love with him in six months, but he's not allowed to say any of that. He wonders what Goku's reaction would be. Would he laugh? Would he be disgusted? Would he tell Vegeta to stay away from him? Or would he say he already loved him? Vegeta honestly has no idea what Goku would say, or do.
"Hey Vegeta, maybe we could train together sometimes, I mean, Piccolo is great and all but you're the only one who can give me a real challenge. Your power-level feels kinda different. What training have you been doing?"
"That's 'cause I'm the undead, dumbass." Is what Vegeta wanted to say but he bit his tongue.
"I've been working on a new technique. That's why I feel different." He explains hoping Goku won't ask him to elaborate on this, he doesn't. He just nods. One of the things Vegeta does like about Goku, you can lie as much as you like and he's too damn thick to figure it out.
The food arrives and smells delicious, Vegeta takes a big mouthful and is thoroughly enjoying the flavour, when he starts to feel weird. The rice suddenly tastes disgusting and he wants something sweet, like chocolate spread. He feels unwell, It starts with a heavy feeling spiralling through his body. It's a struggle just to keep himself upright, he remembers feeling the same when he first woke up in Lucy's office. he feels sick and has to force himself to swallow the rice in his mouth.
"You okay Vegeta? You look kinda funny."
He tries to answer Goku's question, but there is a lump in his throat blocking my words. He doesn't have a clue what's wrong with him, but he can feel a strange pressure building in his chest, his eyes sting. he reaches slowly for his glass of water but he somehow misjudges the distance, his hand crashes into the bowl of food with far more force than he intended. Rice flies into the air in all directions. The happy waiter from before comes rushing over to clean the mess up. The bowl clatters to the floor shattering into a thousand tiny pieces, the echo ringing out across the nearly empty diner.
"I… I'm sorry," Vegeta stutters. He can't quite believe it but he feels a big fat tear roll down his cheek, and drip onto his chest, leaving a hot damp track in its path. The look on Goku's face is priceless, he looks totally heartbroken, he hates to see Vegeta cry, it makes him want to cry himself. Vegeta would have laughed at his friend's expression, if only he could stop crying.
"Vegeta, don't cry. We can clean it all up it's fine, please don't cry," He rants in a fluster and starts to frantically pick up grains of rice one at a time.
By this point Vegeta is sobbing uncontrollably and has no idea why. He knows that obviously, it's one of those stupid side effects but knowing that doesn't make this whole ordeal any less mortifying. Everyone in the whole place is looking at Vegeta as though he is totally insane, except for Goku of course, his face is filled with worry and pity and that just makes everything worse.
"Just get me out of here," the shorter Saiyan chokes between sobs, feeling utterly ashamed of himself. Goku doesn't hesitate for a second before slapping some money down on the table grabbing Vegeta's hand and teleporting him home. They appear outside of capsule corp, where he lives with his family, safe from prying eyes.
Vegeta feels well again now, all the nausea and light-headedness have evaporated as swiftly as they came, he just can't help crying.
Goku, he must admit, handles the situation perfectly. He doesn't ask any questions, he just holds Vegeta close and allows him to cry embarrassingly and unattractively into his chest. He doesn't even complain when the front of his shirt is soaked with tears and snot. He strokes his friend's hair lovingly, and whispers reassurances into his ear.
"It's okay Vegeta, I've got you, everything is okay. Shh shh shh." He closes his eyes and leans his head down close to Vegeta, inhaling the scent of his warm body, enjoying the unusual closeness between them. He hopes he can be this close to him more often, it feels nice.
Eventually the crying subsides then slowly stops and Vegeta is left with a sinking feeling, like he just wishes more than anything that Goku wasn't here witnessing this right now. But at the same time being wrapped in his strong arms is comforting.
"Sorry about that," he mumbles without making eye contact. He's not sure I will ever be able to make eye contact again after this. I mean sure, Goku has seen Vegeta cry a couple of times before but at least the other times have been kind of manly and for a good reason. This time was totally unnecessary. And to make matters worse, Vegeta can't even explain himself to Goku.
Goku makes no move to let go of the other man, he never wants to let him go. Eventually Vegeta wiggles himself out of his grip.
"Hey, you don't need to apologise, it's cool… You still wanna eat?" Goku asks looking at Vegeta hopefully. he shakes his head.
"If you want I could stay with you for a while, I did really wanna hang out with you," He looks genuinely upset.
"How about I call you tomorrow, I'm sure I'll be feeling better by then," Vegeta assures him, finally looking up, sheepishly into his eyes.
"Awesome, don't forget okay, and Vegeta, if you need me I'm always around, just call me okay?" He tells him fervently. Vegeta nods again. Goku raises two fingers to his forehead and in a moment, is gone. The same second that he disappears the laughing starts.
"Hahahahaha Oh my, Vegeta that was fucking priceless. Didn't I tell ya to get used ta ya body first?"
"Oh, fuck off, that was bad enough without you rubbing it in."
"That must have been the worst first date in history."
"Thank you, Captain Obvious," He growls as he makes his way to his front door.
"Ya face when you was crying and all that snot came out that were so gross."
"Can't you go and annoy someone else?"
"Ha-ha, I already told ya, I'm omnipresent. I can annoy a million people at once bubs."
"For God's sake leave me alone woman." Vegeta yells.
"Seriously though, if I read that in the cringe section of Cosmo I'd think they were making it up, the way ya spilled ya food then cried like a baby, priceless hun I ain't laughed that hard in a long time."
"Well it can't have been that terrible 'cause he still wants to see me tomorrow," Vegeta points out with a cute little smug grin on his perfect face.
"Probably out of pity," She rolls her eyes.
"We will see about that tomorrow won't we, I may not be used to this dead body but I'm still the Saiyan prince and a third class like Kakarot couldn't possibly resist me, you just wait," He shouts angrily as he enters the huge house and slams the front door behind him. He is well aware that the door is not going to stop her, if she wants to follow him she will, but it still felt good to slam it in her face.
I'll show her, Vegeta thinks to himself, I'll up my game. I'm going to be the most charming, sophisticated, suave man Kakarot has ever met. He'll fall head over heels for me in no time and that bitch will be eating her words. Just you wait and see.