K-chan: Wow, I luv ChiChi/Vegeta romances. But there are SO FEW! If
you know of one, well, tell me in your review! Also write if you like my,
cuz theres nothing better than a good review...EXCEPT MAYBE HEADS!!!
Hehe...heads. Theres a guy who lives in the house behind my friends, and he
has this overgrown garden in his backyard and he has these tall wooden
stakes in his backyard, and stuck on the top of the stakes are HEADS! They
look so real! Its freaky!!! They just...stare at you.
Disclaimer: I dont own DBZ.
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ChiChi's eyes shot open. She was lying in Vegeta's lap, in the gravity room. "Damn!" she cursed, jumping up, "I feel asleep!" She looked down at Vegeta, who was still asleep. "Goodbye, my sweet prince," she whispered, kissing his forehead. Then she quietly left...
"ChiChi? What were you doing in Vegeta's gravity room?"
ChiChi spun around. "B-Bulma! ...Bulma. Hi..."
Bulma put her hands on her hips. "Answer me."
ChiChi laughed nervously, and pointed from herself to the gravity room. "What...what was I doing in there? Well...I was...I was asking him about something."
"Asking him about what?"
ChiChi racked her brain, then spat out the first thing she thought of. "I was asking him about futons!"
Bulma scratched her head. "Futons? You were asking Vegeta about futons?"
ChiChi nodded. "Yes. Yes I was."
Just then the door opened, and Vegeta came out. "Oh, ChiChi you're still-Bulma. Hi."
Bulma stared at him sternly. "Vegeta. What were you and ChiChi doing in the gravity room?"
{Futons,} ChiChi said through their bond, {We were talking about futons.}
{What the hell is a futon?} asked Vegeta.
{A kind of little, flat bed thing-just go along with it!}
"We were talking about futons," Vegeta said, "I was telling her...about futons."
"What?!" Bulma through her hands in the air. "Since when are you an expert on futons?! What did she ask you?"
"Um..." said ChiChi,"I asked him... if he knew where I could get a good deal for one?"
"And?"
"Um..." said Vegeta, "They're $99 dollars at...Walmart."
"They sell futons at Walmart?!"
"Yes. Yes they do."
Bulma stared at them both. "This is a little too wierd. Lets just...drop the subject. Okay?"
"Okay."
They then all went inside to eat breakfast.
"I have to call Gohan," she said, "I'll beright back."
She went into the hall and picked up the phone. She dialed.
"Moshi Moshi. Gohan spea- GOTEN! YOU PUT THAT DOWN! YOU KNOW WE'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO PLAY WITH FI- GOOD JOB GOTEN! YOU LIT THE COUCH ON FIRE!"
"AHH!!! PUT IT OUT!"
"YOU STARTED IT!"
"MY HAIR!"
ChiChi heard the telephone drop, the shuffling of feet, and suddenly water, being slpashed everywhere.
"Good thing Mom isn't hear," Gohan mumbled to Goten as he picked the phone back up.
"Hello, Gohan."
"Mom!"
ChiChi smiled, and leaned against the wall.
"I can explain, Mom," Gohan said over the phone, "See, it was all Goten's fault!"
"TRAITOR!"
"Shut up, Goten!" Gohan sighed. "So where are you, Mom?"
"Uh...at Bulma's. I couldn't sleep last night, so I came over here and we talked." This wasn't exactly lying. She never specified who "we" was. She never said she talked to Bulma and not Vegeta. "I'll be home soon, after I eat."
"Why don't we just come over there? Goten is restless. He'd like to see Trunks."
"Sure," ChiChi said, "Lemme ask Bulma."
She covered the phone with her hand. "Bulma! Can Gohan and Goten come over for breakfast?"
"Definately!"
"Okay. See you in half an hour. Bye."
She hung up the phone. She loved her sons. But there was always something missing. ChiChi constantly wondered what her daughter was like. What she looked like. What kind of grades she got. What she enjoyed doing.
*Fighting, probably,* ChiChi thought, *Like her father.* She laughed, picturing a female vegeta. She hoped Neko looked more like her.
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ChiChi cautiously ate her eggs. "Bulma," she said in amazement, "Your cooking has...changed. Its...great!"
Bulma blushed. "Oh, I don't try to cook anymore. I just order out. I don't want to poison my family."
ChiChi laughed. "Good idea."
Just then Vegeta came in the kitchen. He had changed into some black drawstring pants and a dark blue shirt. He looked so sexy to ChiChi.
{Looking good Vegeta,} she said through the bond, {Doing this just to taunt me?}
{Ha,} Vegeta said silently, {I look good in anything.}
{You're immature and vain.}
{I know.}
{Thats why I love you.}
Vegeta paused, and looked down at his food. After a moment he said, {Chi, I thought we talked about this.}
ChiChi smiled, and took another bite of eggs. {Doesn't mean I can't still love you in my heart.}
{I love you, too.}
Suddenly Bulma interrupted their mind conversation. "Why is everyone so quiet?"
They both looked up at her guiltily.
"Oh," ChiChi said, "I dunno. Nothing to say." She looked down at her food.
{Too much silence isn't good,} ChiChi said to Vegeta after awhile, {It makes people suspicious. Do you ever think what it would do to Bulma if she found out. She's been through so much already...}
{You've been through worse. I'm so sorry about the way things turned out.}
ChiChi looked up at Vegeta and smiled. "Thank you," she said aloud.
Bulma stared at her. "What? He didn't say any-"
But just then Goten and Gohan came bounding in. Trunks heard them, and ran downstairs, too. And all was forgotten in a room full of hungry Saiyajins.
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A few uneventful weeks passed. Christmas was drawing near, and ChiChi was in a holdiay mood. She was decorating the entire house with garland and bows and lights. They had a tall tree that reached the ceiling. But no presents under it. ChiChi had to go shopping. She had Gohan and Goten and her dad, plus the person she had gotten for Secret Santa. This year it was Juuhachigou.
She glowed under the flourescent lights of the mall. It was enough to make any woman feel better.
*What would Juuhachigou like for Christmas?* she thought, *Some new outfits, maybe.* She was walking through the mall when she heard a familiar voice.
"What do you get a woman you love but don't want anyone else to know you love her?"
She stared at the information booth and saw Vegeta standing there. The woman at the booth smiled and leaned over toward him.
"This information booth really isn't for information like that, but I'll give you a tip. Take her out on a nice date. Candlelight, wine, nice music. You're not a bad looking guy. I'm sure she'd go for it."
"Thats not the point!" Vegeta said angrily, "She already loves me, but no one can know!"
"Hi Vegeta."
Vegeta spun around, totally forgetting the girl at the information booth. "Hello, Chi."
ChiChi smiled. "I guess I know who my Secret Santa is."
Vegeta shrugged, and they started to walk toward TCBY. "Oh well. Want to get some ice cream?"
ChiChi laughed. "In the middle of December? Sure, why not?"
Vegeta got up to the counter. "What do you want?"
"A regular cone with white chocolate mousse yogurt."
"And I'll have a large cup of rainbow cream."
ChiChi laughed as they sat down to eat their ice cream.
"What?" Vegeta asked.
ChiChi shook her head and laughed. "Nothing. You...you just don't seem like a 'rainbow cream' person to me."
Vegeta smirked and took a bite of the ice cream. "Things aren't always what they seem."
Just then ChiChi shrieked. "Vegeta! Under the table! Now!" She glanced nervously at the door. "Kuririn and Juuhachigou are coming in!"
Vegeta ducked under the table (with his ice cream) just in time. Kuririn and Juuhachigou saw them, and headed over.
"Hey," Kuririn said, "Whatcha doing here alone?"
"Oh, just a little Christmas shopping," ChiChi said, "You?"
"Same thing," Kuririn said, sitting down at the table.
ChiChi held her breath. {Stay still Vegeta,} she said to him, {Don't move.}
{Good thing that his feet don't reach the floor.}
{You're one to talk about being short, Vegeta.}
{Shut up.}
{I love you.}
{I love you.}
While ChiChi talked to Kuririn and Juuhachigou, Vegeta sat down there, eating his ice cream.
"So," ChiChi said, "How is Marr-" She giggled. Vegeta was tickling her feet. She kicked him.
"Whats so funny?"
"Nothing," ChiChi said, "As I was saying, how's Mar-" She sighed. Vegeta was wrapping his tail around her leg. He used to do that, when they were married. He kissed her knee. She giggled again.
"Uh..." Juuhachigou said, "We have to get back to shopping. Come on, Kuririn."
As soon as they were gone, Vegeta's tail wrapped around ChiChi's wrist and pulled her under the table, where he pressed his lips against hers. ChiChi wrapped her arms around him, and they sat there, kissing under the table at TCBY.
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K-chan: That was longer than usual, probably because that was actually chapters 2 and 3 together. I didn't like the end of Ch. 2, so I got rid of it, and added the too-short Ch. 3 to the end.
That chapter was a little more lighthearted than Ch. 1. I always have to add a little humor in, even if its not FUNNY humor. Thats just me.
Disclaimer: I dont own DBZ.
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ChiChi's eyes shot open. She was lying in Vegeta's lap, in the gravity room. "Damn!" she cursed, jumping up, "I feel asleep!" She looked down at Vegeta, who was still asleep. "Goodbye, my sweet prince," she whispered, kissing his forehead. Then she quietly left...
"ChiChi? What were you doing in Vegeta's gravity room?"
ChiChi spun around. "B-Bulma! ...Bulma. Hi..."
Bulma put her hands on her hips. "Answer me."
ChiChi laughed nervously, and pointed from herself to the gravity room. "What...what was I doing in there? Well...I was...I was asking him about something."
"Asking him about what?"
ChiChi racked her brain, then spat out the first thing she thought of. "I was asking him about futons!"
Bulma scratched her head. "Futons? You were asking Vegeta about futons?"
ChiChi nodded. "Yes. Yes I was."
Just then the door opened, and Vegeta came out. "Oh, ChiChi you're still-Bulma. Hi."
Bulma stared at him sternly. "Vegeta. What were you and ChiChi doing in the gravity room?"
{Futons,} ChiChi said through their bond, {We were talking about futons.}
{What the hell is a futon?} asked Vegeta.
{A kind of little, flat bed thing-just go along with it!}
"We were talking about futons," Vegeta said, "I was telling her...about futons."
"What?!" Bulma through her hands in the air. "Since when are you an expert on futons?! What did she ask you?"
"Um..." said ChiChi,"I asked him... if he knew where I could get a good deal for one?"
"And?"
"Um..." said Vegeta, "They're $99 dollars at...Walmart."
"They sell futons at Walmart?!"
"Yes. Yes they do."
Bulma stared at them both. "This is a little too wierd. Lets just...drop the subject. Okay?"
"Okay."
They then all went inside to eat breakfast.
"I have to call Gohan," she said, "I'll beright back."
She went into the hall and picked up the phone. She dialed.
"Moshi Moshi. Gohan spea- GOTEN! YOU PUT THAT DOWN! YOU KNOW WE'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO PLAY WITH FI- GOOD JOB GOTEN! YOU LIT THE COUCH ON FIRE!"
"AHH!!! PUT IT OUT!"
"YOU STARTED IT!"
"MY HAIR!"
ChiChi heard the telephone drop, the shuffling of feet, and suddenly water, being slpashed everywhere.
"Good thing Mom isn't hear," Gohan mumbled to Goten as he picked the phone back up.
"Hello, Gohan."
"Mom!"
ChiChi smiled, and leaned against the wall.
"I can explain, Mom," Gohan said over the phone, "See, it was all Goten's fault!"
"TRAITOR!"
"Shut up, Goten!" Gohan sighed. "So where are you, Mom?"
"Uh...at Bulma's. I couldn't sleep last night, so I came over here and we talked." This wasn't exactly lying. She never specified who "we" was. She never said she talked to Bulma and not Vegeta. "I'll be home soon, after I eat."
"Why don't we just come over there? Goten is restless. He'd like to see Trunks."
"Sure," ChiChi said, "Lemme ask Bulma."
She covered the phone with her hand. "Bulma! Can Gohan and Goten come over for breakfast?"
"Definately!"
"Okay. See you in half an hour. Bye."
She hung up the phone. She loved her sons. But there was always something missing. ChiChi constantly wondered what her daughter was like. What she looked like. What kind of grades she got. What she enjoyed doing.
*Fighting, probably,* ChiChi thought, *Like her father.* She laughed, picturing a female vegeta. She hoped Neko looked more like her.
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ChiChi cautiously ate her eggs. "Bulma," she said in amazement, "Your cooking has...changed. Its...great!"
Bulma blushed. "Oh, I don't try to cook anymore. I just order out. I don't want to poison my family."
ChiChi laughed. "Good idea."
Just then Vegeta came in the kitchen. He had changed into some black drawstring pants and a dark blue shirt. He looked so sexy to ChiChi.
{Looking good Vegeta,} she said through the bond, {Doing this just to taunt me?}
{Ha,} Vegeta said silently, {I look good in anything.}
{You're immature and vain.}
{I know.}
{Thats why I love you.}
Vegeta paused, and looked down at his food. After a moment he said, {Chi, I thought we talked about this.}
ChiChi smiled, and took another bite of eggs. {Doesn't mean I can't still love you in my heart.}
{I love you, too.}
Suddenly Bulma interrupted their mind conversation. "Why is everyone so quiet?"
They both looked up at her guiltily.
"Oh," ChiChi said, "I dunno. Nothing to say." She looked down at her food.
{Too much silence isn't good,} ChiChi said to Vegeta after awhile, {It makes people suspicious. Do you ever think what it would do to Bulma if she found out. She's been through so much already...}
{You've been through worse. I'm so sorry about the way things turned out.}
ChiChi looked up at Vegeta and smiled. "Thank you," she said aloud.
Bulma stared at her. "What? He didn't say any-"
But just then Goten and Gohan came bounding in. Trunks heard them, and ran downstairs, too. And all was forgotten in a room full of hungry Saiyajins.
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A few uneventful weeks passed. Christmas was drawing near, and ChiChi was in a holdiay mood. She was decorating the entire house with garland and bows and lights. They had a tall tree that reached the ceiling. But no presents under it. ChiChi had to go shopping. She had Gohan and Goten and her dad, plus the person she had gotten for Secret Santa. This year it was Juuhachigou.
She glowed under the flourescent lights of the mall. It was enough to make any woman feel better.
*What would Juuhachigou like for Christmas?* she thought, *Some new outfits, maybe.* She was walking through the mall when she heard a familiar voice.
"What do you get a woman you love but don't want anyone else to know you love her?"
She stared at the information booth and saw Vegeta standing there. The woman at the booth smiled and leaned over toward him.
"This information booth really isn't for information like that, but I'll give you a tip. Take her out on a nice date. Candlelight, wine, nice music. You're not a bad looking guy. I'm sure she'd go for it."
"Thats not the point!" Vegeta said angrily, "She already loves me, but no one can know!"
"Hi Vegeta."
Vegeta spun around, totally forgetting the girl at the information booth. "Hello, Chi."
ChiChi smiled. "I guess I know who my Secret Santa is."
Vegeta shrugged, and they started to walk toward TCBY. "Oh well. Want to get some ice cream?"
ChiChi laughed. "In the middle of December? Sure, why not?"
Vegeta got up to the counter. "What do you want?"
"A regular cone with white chocolate mousse yogurt."
"And I'll have a large cup of rainbow cream."
ChiChi laughed as they sat down to eat their ice cream.
"What?" Vegeta asked.
ChiChi shook her head and laughed. "Nothing. You...you just don't seem like a 'rainbow cream' person to me."
Vegeta smirked and took a bite of the ice cream. "Things aren't always what they seem."
Just then ChiChi shrieked. "Vegeta! Under the table! Now!" She glanced nervously at the door. "Kuririn and Juuhachigou are coming in!"
Vegeta ducked under the table (with his ice cream) just in time. Kuririn and Juuhachigou saw them, and headed over.
"Hey," Kuririn said, "Whatcha doing here alone?"
"Oh, just a little Christmas shopping," ChiChi said, "You?"
"Same thing," Kuririn said, sitting down at the table.
ChiChi held her breath. {Stay still Vegeta,} she said to him, {Don't move.}
{Good thing that his feet don't reach the floor.}
{You're one to talk about being short, Vegeta.}
{Shut up.}
{I love you.}
{I love you.}
While ChiChi talked to Kuririn and Juuhachigou, Vegeta sat down there, eating his ice cream.
"So," ChiChi said, "How is Marr-" She giggled. Vegeta was tickling her feet. She kicked him.
"Whats so funny?"
"Nothing," ChiChi said, "As I was saying, how's Mar-" She sighed. Vegeta was wrapping his tail around her leg. He used to do that, when they were married. He kissed her knee. She giggled again.
"Uh..." Juuhachigou said, "We have to get back to shopping. Come on, Kuririn."
As soon as they were gone, Vegeta's tail wrapped around ChiChi's wrist and pulled her under the table, where he pressed his lips against hers. ChiChi wrapped her arms around him, and they sat there, kissing under the table at TCBY.
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K-chan: That was longer than usual, probably because that was actually chapters 2 and 3 together. I didn't like the end of Ch. 2, so I got rid of it, and added the too-short Ch. 3 to the end.
That chapter was a little more lighthearted than Ch. 1. I always have to add a little humor in, even if its not FUNNY humor. Thats just me.