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Okay, I guess I offer you guys a reason why I haven't updated in like, a month. Well, school came up, and I've been swamped with work, not to mention soccer and student council and band…it's so busy. I even went through a mental breakdown during the first week of school. I tried my best to complete this quickly, but I just couldn't think up everything all at once. Sometimes it would come to the point that I would write two sentences, sit for 30 minutes, and then give up. So, I hope you like this.
Thanks to the few who continuously review. It means a lot to me, since this is the first fic I've written like this.
Enjoy!
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Will you be my best friend if I offer you my heart? 'Cause it's already yours. We could hang out every night and watch the sun go down, as long as we could watch it rise again.
Chapter 7
Sooner than expected, the morning sun poked through the thin curtains into ChiChi's rather large room. Not welcomed by the sleepers, ChiChi unconsciously leaned further onto Goku's, causing Goku's arms to tighten around ChiChi's small body. A cool air blew through the opened window, making both Goku and ChiChi involuntarily shudder.
Bardock quietly opened the door to the room and poked his head in. He smirked, only somewhat surprised to find Goku still sleeping in ChiChi's room—with ChiChi secure in his arms. It was cute—no, adorable, really. Childhood friends, high school enemies, adult lovers…it was quite the teenage romance movie. Actually, the whole scene itself was very movie-esque. No one would ever suspect two people—especially teenagers—to sleep in the same bed and not do anything. Most people would suspect that the hormones would get the best of them, and inevitably, they would sleep together.
Goku's a different sort of guy though. He respects people for who they are, and would never dare disrespect a person, especially in their most vulnerable stages. It would be an unhonorable thing to do, and any true martial artist would understand what honor meant.
Bardock's smirk grew wider as he crept across the room, his shadow bouncing onto the walls. Oh, he was going to get Goku so badly with this little stunt. "Hey, lovebirds," he said quietly. Neither body stirred. Bardock cupped his hands around his mouth, and he drew in a deep breath, "Hey, Kakarott! What they hell are you doing!?" Bardock backed up, and crossed his arms in front of his chest. Goku and ChiChi's eyes shot opened. As her eyes scanned over to Bardock, she jumped out of Goku's arms to the other side of the bed. Goku quickly jumped to his feet, a surprised look on his face.
"Oh! Hi Dad! This really isn't what it looks like…" Goku stammered over his words, trying not the sound like a complete fool.
"Kakarott! What the hell are you doing? Taking advantage of ChiChi while she's vulnerable. Do you have no honor and respect?" Bardock yelled at Goku. He glanced over at ChiChi, who had a slight shade of red creeping into her pale cheeks.
"Bardock he didn't—" ChiChi tried to explain, only to have Bardock interfere.
"Don't worry ChiChi, I'll take care of his punk ass for you. He was wrong. The next time Goku decides to come in here, kick his ass." Before anyone could say anything else, Bardock grabbed the now mortified Goku and dragged him out of the room.
As soon as they were out of earshot, Bardock burst out laughing. That was the funniest thing he had done in months. The look on Goku's face was absolutely priceless. He looked terrified, as if something horrible had just happened.
"Dad! What was that about?" Goku yelled at Bardock, his hands flying in the air.
"You…looked…mortified…" Bardock said through his laughs.
"That…that was a…a JOKE?"
Bardock gave a weak nod, "I know you two didn't do anything. You have more respect for ChiChi than that."
"A JOKE!?" Goku screamed, "Don't you ever embarrass me like that again!"
This made Bardock laugh even harder, "Okay, okay. I won't do that again."
Goku rolled his eyes, and moved to leave.
"Kakarott?"
Goku turned around and sighed heavily, "What is it? I have to get ready for school."
"We're going to have a talk this afternoon."
"Oh no we're not. I know what it's going to be about. I'm not having that talk with you."
Bardock shrugged, "Fine. Don't blame me when you're so naïve that you can't tell one thing from another."
"FATHER!"
Bardock smiled, "Okay, off to school you go."
Goku grunted, and made his way out of the house. He prayed that no one at school would find out about this. That would be the worst thing to happen to him all week, and it would give both him and ChiChi bad reputations. He definitely did not want that.
~*~
Goku trekked through a path he enjoyed taking to school. It wound through the forest, taking him on a little tour of nature. The sun's rays cautiously moved through the leaves, as if waking up the animals were a crime. Little beetles scuttled around Goku's feet, taking cover under the dead leaves and pinecones scattered around. As he walked deeper into the forest, a sweet melody played off a bird's beak. This only made Goku smile. Nature was such a gorgeous creation. Every creature in it was so precious. He could not help but love the outdoors.
He took a sharp left, taking a path that led upward and away from the city. Such a beautiful day should never be wasted inside a classroom. Everything he needed to know he could simply find outside, where he felt at peace. When Goku was outside, nothing could spoil his mood.
As Goku came through a clearing, he took in a deep breath. The fresh air filled his lungs with pure oxygen. As he exhaled, he sat down, crossed his legs, and went into a meditation.
"Skipping again, I see." ChiChi came walking through the brush. She stopped in her steps as she looked over the cliff, out into the bright blue sky. A lush, green valley lay below them. The view was absolutely breathtaking. A calm silence surrounded the area. The cliff itself was yellow and rocky, but it somehow added to the beauty. The only word to describe it was…pure. Really, there was no other way to describe the setting.
ChiChi walked over next to Goku and sat down. She leaned backwards, taking in her surroundings. So this is where Goku hung out while he was not at school…
"It's nice out. Too nice to rot away at school." Goku opened his eyes and outstretched his legs. That meditation lasted about…three seconds. Hey, it was a second better than the last time!
"I see," ChiChi said. She sighed, and let her head droop to the side.
"Is something wrong?" Goku looked at ChiChi.
"No, not really. It's just that, I think I get what you're saying. Why waste time in that place? I mean, we'll never use the majority of the stuff the school teaches anyway."
"Exactly."
There was a pause of silence. ChiChi and Goku did nothing but sit side by side, contemplating what to say next. Goku coughed once, and ChiChi sneezed.
"Thanks for staying with me last night." ChiChi said suddenly, but coolly as if it were nothing. She really did appreciate it, even if she never told Goku.
"Oh, um…it was nothing, really. Are you okay now?"
ChiChi nodded, "Yeah. I don't know why I was ever crying over him. I realized that I never needed him. I never loved him like I thought I did."
"And what makes you say that?"
ChiChi gave Goku a small smile, "My heart…I think it's starting to belong to someone else."
"Oh I see. So who is it this time?"
"I'll never tell."
Goku rolled his eyes, "Fine."
"Goku?"
"Yeah?"
"I don't have a date to prom anymore, and it's coming up next week. Do you plan on going?"
Goku eyes ChiChi suspiciously, "No, I wasn't planning on it."
ChiChi laughed softly, "Well, clear your schedule, because I want you to take me."
"That sounds like a command."
"Well? How about it?"
Goku shrugged, "Sure, why not. I guess I owe you for letting Dad and me stay at your place."
"Thank you!" ChiChi gave Goku a quick, friendly hug, "You're the best."
Goku rolled his eyes again. Girls…and prom. The most important event to them. What in the hell did he get himself into? After ChiChi hugged him, Goku stood up, and stretched a little. He then started to punch and kick at the air randomly. ChiChi watched him, and made a decision for herself.
"Will you give me a lesson in martial arts today?" ChiChi asked, standing up, "I want to fight again."
Goku stopped mid kick, leaving his leg hanging in the air, "What makes you want to fight again?"
ChiChi shrugged, "I don't know, really. When I almost fought Alan yesterday, I felt so alive. There was a feeling I can't even describe inside of me. The adrenaline rush was so incredible. Then I saw the fight between you and Vegeta. You two have seemed to almost perfect your styles. It looked like a simple dance. I want to be part of something like that. It's so…incredible."
"Wow…talk about passion." Goku muttered, and threw a punch into the air.
"Don't be sarcastic with me! I'm trying to be serious here!" ChiChi screamed, her eyebrows raised. She waited impatiently for Goku's answer.
"First you want me to go to prom with you. Now you want me to train you. Is this some sort of joke, or some 'Let's ask Goku for all sorts of favors' day."
"No joke, I promise!"
Goku laughed, "You sound like a child. Okay, let's go."
"Yes!" ChiChi exclaimed. She was so excited. She jumped to her feet, the excitement rising within her.
And you know, she really did feel like a rebel without a cause…
"Okay, first, I want to see your stance." Goku stood up tall, his feet together. He waited as she nodded, and went into her stance. She stood with his legs shoulder width apart, but bent at the knees. Her right hand was stretched, leading up to her elbow, which was bent at 45 degrees. The left arm was almost aligned with the right, blocking the rest of her face.
Goku walked around her, his arms clasped together behind his back. He scanned her form many times, trying to find a weakness. It was a fairly good stance, but it was obvious that she had not fought in a long time. He smiled, and stopped behind her.
"You're leaving the back of your body open," He said, "Try this." He took her left elbow and moved it back to that her hand was almost aligned with her shoulder.
"It's uncomfortable. I'm straining my shoulder."
"Flexibility problems." Goku shook his head, "Work on the flexibility, and you'll be better."
ChiChi squinted at him. Flexibility problems? Since when? She had never had any flexibility problems…
"Okay, now we're going to test your speed and reaction time." Goku said, backing up several feet. "You can get out of the stance now." He waited for ChiChi to stand straight before continuing, "I'm going to throw rocks at you, and you have to block them, or they'll hit you. Okay?"
ChiChi gulped, and nodded in return. Goku smirked and picked up a rock. Bringing his arms back, he threw it forward. The rock traveled fairly slowly through the air, and ChiChi blocked it easily. Goku picked up another rock, and threw his arm forward again. The rock traveled fairly fast through the air, but ChiChi could still block it. Smirking even more, he picked up another rock, and launched it towards ChiChi. The rock whirled through the air, barely visible to the eye. ChiChi quickly moved to the left, the rock barely grazing her ear.
ChiChi stared at Goku, "Not fair! No one can see something like that!"
Goku shrugged, "Your speed and reaction is pretty good, but you could get faster. Actually, you would be pretty strong is you trained all through high school." He shrugged again, "Oh well."
"Is that all you're going to do? You're going to tell me everything I do wrong?"
"Yeah, basically. You can't get stronger unless you know your weaknesses. Sure, it may piss you off, but that's life."
ChiChi shook her head, "Then never mind. I'm leaving, this is stupid anyway." She turned, and started to walk away. Soon after, she stopped, "By the way, we're going to Bulma's house later."
"Okay, I have no problem with that."
"Fine" ChiChi turned again, and left.
And Goku never gave another thought to why she ever showed up in the first place…
~*~
Goku and ChiChi walked into Capsule Corp. with their parents trailing behind. It was the last night that Bulma would be home before heading back to college, so she decided to through herself a goodbye party. It's funny what egotistical people do for themselves…not that Bulma is egotistical, or anything…
She gave everyone warm hugs, and ushered them into the dining room. A long table set with six chairs was set up in the middle of the room. They were a deep oak color, as were the serving tables and the china cabinet. Expensive paintings hung on the wall by various artists, and a glittering chandelier dangled from the ceiling.
As everyone sat down, Vegeta walked in. His face looked smug as he gave Goku a glance. Goku returned a sarcastic smile in return.
"Hi Vegeta." Bulma said, as she motioned him to sit down next to her, "You look particularly happy today."
Goku let a small laugh escape his throat, "Yeah, that's because—" He paused as he received a death glare from Vegeta, "because he fought me in a street fight, and he won." Now it was Goku who had a smug look on his face. He crossed his arms as he watched Vegeta's mouth drop open in disbelief. In a second, the disbelief turned into anger.
"Kakarott, you imbecile! You idiot! I told you not to say anything! Don't you know when to keep that mouth of yours closed? I swear, when I get my hands on you…"
Bulma looked over at Vegeta, "Vegeta, what is this about? I thought you said that you stopped street fighting."
"He needed money for some reason. He wouldn't tell me why though." Goku answered for Vegeta.
"But…you could have come to me if you needed some. I would have given it to you, no questions asked." Bulma continued to speak to Vegeta as if he had been answering them all along.
"Damn it, now I have to show you in front of everyone…" Vegeta answered as he dug into his pants pocket. In his palm he held a pretty velvet box.
"Vegeta, what is this?"
"Why I needed the money…" Vegeta pushed himself out of his seat, and kneeled in front of Bulma.
"Oh my god…is he doing what I think he's doing?" ChiChi whispered to Goku. Goku nodded in return.
Vegeta opened the box. Inside, a beautiful diamond sparkled in the middle of a gold band. Bulma gasped as she admired its beauty.
Vegeta gulped before he spoke, "Bulma…you know I'm not very good at showing how much I love you—by the way, you know that, right?"
Bulma silently nodded, still in shock. Her heart raced, beating furiously against her chest. He couldn't be…
"Bulma Briefs, will you marry me?"
Bulma formed the words 'Oh my god' with her mouth. The room was silent as they awaited her answer.
She nodded silently as she kicked her chair from underneath her, sinking to Vegeta's level. She gave him a quick kiss before hugging him tightly, "Yes, I do" She said breathlessly. The room broke out into applause as Vegeta slipped the diamond ring onto her finger.
"Oh my god you guys, I'm getting married!" Bulma screamed out. She threw her arms around Vegeta's neck before kissing him again. It was the happiest day of her life!
ChiChi had a small smile on her face as she watched the happy couple. She had ever seen a bigger smile on Bulma's face, and it was the first time she had seen Vegeta smile, period. She only wished that she could tell the one person she loved how she really felt…
But there was still another week until prom, so it would have to wait…
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Okay, so I hope you liked the ending. It's was warm and fuzzy like the beginning. I plan to write the prom scene in the next episode, which I have been waiting to do in like, forever, so I have high hopes for it. Reviews are appreciated as always, and please, go read my fic "Killer Queen", because it's BETTER than this!!! ^_^