TITLE: Chapter Three - Confusion
AUTHOR: Rachel Wong
AUTHOR'S EMAIL: Hidden_Angel_83@hotmail.com
RATING: PG-13
PAIRINGS: K (or G)/CC
WARNINGS: A kiss. Nothing more people! Shesh!
NOTE: This is set in an alternate universe. Please do not read it if you do not like A/U's. As I have mentioned, this is a story about B/V. There will be a bit on G/CC as well. If you don't like them, please don't read. And YES! I know that everyone is OOC (out of character) other than Vegeta. Like I said, this is an A/U. It is MY A/U. So if you don't like it, don't read it. Also, I know this part of the story doesn't contain much about Bulma. Don't worry, she plays a much bigger role later. One last note, a kind thanx goes out to all who have reviewed my fic. If you care to, please review it again. Suggestions or comments are always welcome. The more reviews I get, the more I feel like writing (common sense eh?).
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Dragonball Z and am in no way connected to them. I only wish I was, than I'd have at least SOME $$$. Seeing as how I am broke, sueing me would do you no good. =Þ
Last time on Narrow Escape and Inescapable Torment:
With that, his body could no longer contain the power growing in him and he screamed out in fustration. "Ahhhhhhhh!" His hair began to flicker into a golden light while his eyes filmed over into complete whiteness. Still his power level rose. His body shook as his muscles expanded and his hair stopped flickering, remaining a golden color. His eyes turned teal and Vegeta collapsed at his new found energy and power, the anger slowing leaving his body. Without even knowing it, Vegeta had become the legendary Super Saiyan.
*****
Bulma watched as the spaceship touched down. Her parents were half way around the world helping some of their people after an earthquake had killed and injuried many of them so she had to be the one to welcome the new Namekian ambassador. She hoped she wouldn't do something to offend him. She didn't want the great friendship between Namek and Earth to be destroyed because of her.
Kakkarot watched intently. He had felt the power of this ambassador as his spaceship had entered the Earth's atmosphere. He hadn't been disappointed. The ambassador's power was great, perhaps larger than his own. He didn't care. He understood that the best way to become stronger was to fight stronger opponents. Right now, growing stronger, being one of the most powerful beings in the universe, that was all that was important to him. He figured that was the only way to make his father proud of him.
The door of the spaceship opened. The Namekian ambassador was greeted with silence. Bulma smiled and began to walk towards him. The Namek slowly exited from his ship and headed towards Bulma. They met halfway in between and Bulma extended her hand to welcome him.
"Welcome to Earth. I am Princess Bulma. My parents asked me to inform you that they are deeply sorry but they could not be here today."
Silence.
Bulma started to feel uneasy. Had she somehow offended the ambassador already?
"My thanks go to you and your people. I accept your parents apology. Namek is grateful to have such great allies as Earth. My name is Piccolo."
*****
Kakkarot sat alone on his little deserted island, the same one where he had almost blown Chi Chi up. He smirked at the memory. Over the years she had continued to bug him, continued to try and get him to "open up". Of course, he had done nothing of the sort. He had, after all , promised himself to care about nothing but fighting and growing stronger.
He loved making her mad by not responding to her questions. He didn't know why, but he found it thrilling. He liked the way she would glare at him when she was upset, or the way her lips would curl up into a smile when she was happy. He loved the way her eyes twinkled when she laughed. Damn! What the hell was he thinking. She was an annoying, loud mouthed weakling and he could care less about her. He was going insane. He was going soft like his father was. Damn you Chi Chi, he thought to himself. He had to distract himself soon or he was going to lose his mind.
His father was busy. Kakkarot growled to himself. His father was always busy, and too often for his liking, his father was usually training those three weaklings Krillen, Tien and Yamcha. There was nothing to do on this blasted planet. Than, he remembered. When he had first felt the ambassador's power level, he had been eager to spar with him. However, the ambassador had been busy for the first few days. No matter, Kakkarot would go and see if he was free and interested in sparring. Even if the ambassador said no, it would at least take up some of his time. With that, Kakkarot flew off in search of the ambassador's ki.
Kakkarot found the ambassador meditating by a pond near the palace. When he touched down, the ambassador opened his eyes and looked at him with interest. Kakkarot's insides fluttered nervously but his face and body showed no such signs. What if he offened the ambassador? His father would be even more ashamed of him.
The Namekian spoke first. "You must be Kakkarot." Kakkarot gave him an inquistive look. "I have heard that you have the strongest power level on this planet. I take it you wish to spar with me."
"Yes Mr. Ambassador." The ambassador flinched.
"Call me Piccolo. I'm not much into these politics."
Kakkarot had been right. Ever since he had first seen Piccolo, Kakkarot had thought that Piccolo didn't really want to be an ambassador. He had sensed that Piccolo was more of a warrior than anything else. He figured that Piccolo had been "pushed" in that direction by someone on Namek.
"Fine. Can we spar now?" Kakkarot's voice held no tone of emotion. Piccolo narrowed his eyes at him.
"Fine. I have waited for a long time now to have a true challenge. I just hope you can give me that challenge."
The two flew together at a tremendous speed. Kakkarot's punches came fast and hard. Piccolo was not giving any room either. Kakkarot made his first mistake when he put too much effort into a punch that he thought for sure was going to hit Piccolo. The extra effort in the punch threw him slightly off balance as Piccolo moved out of the way. Piccolo took full advantage of Kakkarot's mistake. He punched Kakkarot in the stomach and felt the air rush out of him. As Kakkarot was still floating upwards from the force of the blow, Piccolo appeared above him and brought his elbow down hard on his back.
Kakkarot regained control of his body in time to prevent himself from falling face first into the ground. Piccolo stared coldly back at him with an expression of boredom on his face. Kakkarot quickly wiped the blood off his face and scowled. The two hits he had received had hurt worse than he could have imagined. He was happy though. He was finally getting a challenge. Kakkarot raised his hands and cupped them around each other beside his waist. He felt all of his dormant energy begin to form into a ball in his hands.
"KAAAAAAA MEEEEE HAAAAAA MEEEEE HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
With that, the large ball of energy flew it's way towards Piccolo. Piccolo stared at the blast and didn't move. He didn't think that such a young earthling, though he thought it weird that this earthling had a tail, could create enough energy to seriously hurt him. He realized just how wrong he was when he lifted his hand to try and deflect it only to have his arm blown off of him. He stood in shock staring at the boy.
Kakkarot's face showed the first signs of emotion since the day his father had thought he was trying to kill the Princess. Kuso! He had blown Piccolo's arm off. Oh Kami! What was the King going to do to him? Kami! What was his father going to do to him? To Kakkarot's surpise, Piccolo smirked, than smiled, and than burst out laughing.
"Wh..What's so funny?" Kakkarot was completely stunned. He had just blown off the guys arm and here he was laughing like there was no tomorrow. Had he driven the Namekian mad?
"The look of horror on your face is unbelievable Kakkarot." Kakkarot quickly replaced his look of horror with a scowl. "Don't worry. Watch this." Kakkarot nearly jumped out of his skin when Piccolo tore off what remained of his arm and a new one popped out of it's slot. "Namekians have the ability to regenerate parts of their body if need be."
His face didn't show it, but Kakkarot was highly relieved. Than anger coursed through him. How dare this Namekian laugh at him? He surged forward and once again, the fight was on. Kakkarot got the odd punch or kick in, but Piccolo was clearly the better fighter. At the end of the day, both were exhausted but they had enjoyed themselves. Kakkarot flew home knowing that if someone was to be declared a winner, he would have lost...big time.
*****
"I bet you she doesn't even know you're alive Yamcha!"
"Ha! At least she looks my way Tien."
"My chances are better than baldy at least!"
"Come on guys, cut it out."
Yamcha and Tien were in another argument over who was the likest to dance with the Princess at her birthday party. As usual, Krillen was stuck in between and therefore receiving insults from his two closest friends. Princess Bulma had grown up to become very pretty. Add the fact that she was a Princess with compassion, love, and care for everyone and which guy wouldn't want her?
"What's wrong shorty? Realize that you don't stand a chance tonight?" Yamcha teased Krillen. Just as Krillen was about to give a smart remark back, the room became deathly silent. Kakkarot, a very beat up looking Kakkarot, came striding through the barracks door with his now trade-mark scowl on his face. The tension in the room increased.
None of the three warriors liked Kakkarot. In fact, very few people on Earth like Kakkarot. They all thought he was a self-absorbed, self-centered, "I'm better than you" snob. He glared at them before continuing to his bunk.
All three warriors felt the urge to jump and kill him but they knew that, even combined, they did not possess enough power to bring him down...yet. With each passing day their powers were increasing and they knew it. They hoped that soon, very soon, their combined power would be greater than Kakkarot's. That way they could teach him a minor lesson on manners. Yamcha also hadn't forgotten about the day, when they were younger, when Kakkarot had tried to kill the Princess. He had told the other two warriors about the incident as well which had only infuriated them and made them hate Kakkarot even more.
*****
Kakkarot stood alone in the large hall, arms across his chest and a scowl plastered on his slightly bruised face, leaning against the wall. Why did he have to be here celebrating the Princess's birthday? He could be sleeping or meditating. His father had forced him to put on a suit that they called a "tuxedo" and told him that even if he didn't dance or socialize, he had to be there. He felt bad for Piccolo. The Namekian looked as if he was hating this as much as Kakkarot was but he was forced to sit at the head table with the rest of the royal family and ambassadors.
Kakkarot was becoming highly bored and agitated and was about to leave when something caught his eye. Rather, someONE caught his eye. Chi Chi was prettier tonight than she had ever been. Her white dressed flowed down to the floor. It showed off all of her curves beautifully. And her lips! They had never looked so...so full before. He felt a yearning deep inside him to go and kiss her on those rose colored lips. An alien emotion shot through him as he watched many of the guards and soldiers approach her and talk to her. He didn't like the new emotion. It made him feel out of control and angry. If he had known it, he wouldn't have believed it. Kakkarot, the proud saiyan, was jealous.
Kakkarot quickly looked away hoping that no one had noticied him staring at Chi Chi. What was wrong with him anyway? He had other things to worry about than some weak, human female. What would his father say if he knew what he was thinking? He would have to train himself harder to make up for this.
Chi Chi looked around desperately trying to find Kakkarot. Many of the boys were trying to talk to her and she nodded and replied to them with only half of her attention. Where was he? Than, out of the corner of her eye, she spotted his spiky hair. She excused herself from the other boys and approached him.
She didn't know why but she wanted to talk to him. She enjoyed being around him, even if he was doing nothing more than glaring at her. She sensed that there was a side of him that no one knew, a side of him that was hidden behind the scowl. She found that she was drawn to his power and his sense of pride. He could crush her in an instant, yet she felt no fear. She liked the challenge of trying to get to know him. He was different than all the other boys she knew. The other boys all swooned around her and whispered sweet, meaningless words in her ears. Him however, she knew that whatever he said, it would have to be sincere since he rarely said anything at all.
Kakkarot felt his heart rate increase as he saw Chi Chi approaching him. "Hey Kakkarot. I didn't expect to see you here." Kami he looks so good, Chi Chi thought to herself.
Kakkarot looked up at her and his scowl deepened. His only response was, "Hmph." With that, the young saiyan walked out the door into the darkness of the night.
Chi Chi surpressed a smile and followed him outside. "Still haven't changed have you? Still Mr. "I'm too good to talk to anyone" aren't you?"
Kakkarot stopped and turned around to glare at her. For a moment she thought she saw something resembling pain and loneliness in his eyes. But before she could try and grasp it, his eyes returned to the icy cold stare that she had grown so accustomed to seeing.
"You know nothing about me. So don't make assumptions."
Chi Chi almost gasped. He had spoken. It had been so long since she had heard him speak that she had begun to think that he had forgotten how. She shivered. Not from the coldness of the night, it was a warm night, but from his voice. She found it very deep and...sexy. When she refocused, she saw Kakkarot standing where he had been before but now with his back to her and his head tilted up.
She approached him slowly, not wanting to startle him. He seemed lost in a trance. "Kakkarot?" She was right behind him. It was not possible that he had not heard her. She placed a hand on his shoulder trying to get his attention. "Kakkarot?"
He turned around and their eyes locked. His eyes, filled with pride, fear, concern, anger, and so many other emotions entertwined into one, and her innocent beautiful eyes, met. What Kakkarot did next completely caught Chi Chi off guard. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close. He than closed his eyes and pressed his lips against hers. At first she was in shock and did not return the kiss. When everything registered in her brain, she pulled him closer and began to kiss him back as well.
Chi Chi wanted the kiss to last forever. Being in his arms felt right. It made her feel safe, wanted and cared for. Sure she had kissed other guys, but never like this. It was never this great. The kiss lasted a few minutes before Kakkarot pulled away. She opened her eyes and looked into his. She was shocked to find a look of pure anger written on his face. He stepped away from her and flew off without another word.
Chi Chi stood alone in the night, wondering what had went wrong.
*****
Ever since he had kissed her, Kakkarot seemed to be avoiding her. Chi Chi didn't like that. She wanted answers and she was going to get them today no matter what.
Kakkarot continued his intensive training by himself. He was going to spar with Piccolo later. He had come to appreciate the Namekian. He was strong enough for Kakkarot to through all his anger into his blasts and survive them. It was his way of venting his ever growing frustration.
He didn't understand the feelings coursing through his veins. Why had he kissed her? What had he been doing? Why had it felt so right? Why did he want to do it again? Why did he want to be with her, to hold her in his arms? "AHHHHHHHHHHH!" He released his anger on a nearby mountain as he threw a ki ball at it and watched it disintegrate. He continued to punch the air and crush anything near enough to him as his confusion grew.
"Kakkarot!" He froze. It was her voice. "I need to talk to you." He continued training as if he had never heard her.
Damn him, Chi Chi thought to herself. She flew up to meet him. True, she wasn't as powerful as Tien, Yamcha, Krillen or Chao-tzu, but she was strong compared to many of the other females on Earth. "Kakkarot! I said I need to talk to you." He finally stopped punching at the air and glared at her. She felt nervous at his glare.
"What?" His voice held a note of impatience and anger.
"I...I wa...was wondering why you...why you kissed me that one night?" Chi Chi managed to get her question out, stuttering the whole time. "I...I was wondering if perhaps you had any...fe...feelings for me."
"Yes. I have feelings for you." Chi Chi's eyes widened in hope. Kakkarot crossed his arms over his chest. "I hate you. I hate you more than I hate anyone in the universe."
Tears sprang unbiden to her eyes. She fought to keep them back. "Wh...what? Than why did you kiss me?" Her saddness and shock was quickly growing into anger.
"It meant nothing. You mean nothing. I never have and never will give a damn about you. You are a weak and pathetic earthling."
"What is wrong with you?!" All her pent up anger and confusion came together at once. "Do you even have a heart in that chest of yours? Why must you push anyone who cares for you away from you? What are you so afraid of Kakkarot?" She paused as a sob escaped her lips. Tears were now flowing unchecked down her cheeks. "I hate you. I regret ever caring for you!"
Kakkarot watched as Chi Chi flew away from him. Why had it hurt so much when she had told him she hated him? Why did he want to go and find her and apologize and tell her that everything was going to be alright? What did he care anyway? He wanted nothing to do with any of the Earthlings, especially her. Than why was he feeling so sad and lonely?
AUTHOR: Rachel Wong
AUTHOR'S EMAIL: Hidden_Angel_83@hotmail.com
RATING: PG-13
PAIRINGS: K (or G)/CC
WARNINGS: A kiss. Nothing more people! Shesh!
NOTE: This is set in an alternate universe. Please do not read it if you do not like A/U's. As I have mentioned, this is a story about B/V. There will be a bit on G/CC as well. If you don't like them, please don't read. And YES! I know that everyone is OOC (out of character) other than Vegeta. Like I said, this is an A/U. It is MY A/U. So if you don't like it, don't read it. Also, I know this part of the story doesn't contain much about Bulma. Don't worry, she plays a much bigger role later. One last note, a kind thanx goes out to all who have reviewed my fic. If you care to, please review it again. Suggestions or comments are always welcome. The more reviews I get, the more I feel like writing (common sense eh?).
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Dragonball Z and am in no way connected to them. I only wish I was, than I'd have at least SOME $$$. Seeing as how I am broke, sueing me would do you no good. =Þ
Last time on Narrow Escape and Inescapable Torment:
With that, his body could no longer contain the power growing in him and he screamed out in fustration. "Ahhhhhhhh!" His hair began to flicker into a golden light while his eyes filmed over into complete whiteness. Still his power level rose. His body shook as his muscles expanded and his hair stopped flickering, remaining a golden color. His eyes turned teal and Vegeta collapsed at his new found energy and power, the anger slowing leaving his body. Without even knowing it, Vegeta had become the legendary Super Saiyan.
*****
Bulma watched as the spaceship touched down. Her parents were half way around the world helping some of their people after an earthquake had killed and injuried many of them so she had to be the one to welcome the new Namekian ambassador. She hoped she wouldn't do something to offend him. She didn't want the great friendship between Namek and Earth to be destroyed because of her.
Kakkarot watched intently. He had felt the power of this ambassador as his spaceship had entered the Earth's atmosphere. He hadn't been disappointed. The ambassador's power was great, perhaps larger than his own. He didn't care. He understood that the best way to become stronger was to fight stronger opponents. Right now, growing stronger, being one of the most powerful beings in the universe, that was all that was important to him. He figured that was the only way to make his father proud of him.
The door of the spaceship opened. The Namekian ambassador was greeted with silence. Bulma smiled and began to walk towards him. The Namek slowly exited from his ship and headed towards Bulma. They met halfway in between and Bulma extended her hand to welcome him.
"Welcome to Earth. I am Princess Bulma. My parents asked me to inform you that they are deeply sorry but they could not be here today."
Silence.
Bulma started to feel uneasy. Had she somehow offended the ambassador already?
"My thanks go to you and your people. I accept your parents apology. Namek is grateful to have such great allies as Earth. My name is Piccolo."
*****
Kakkarot sat alone on his little deserted island, the same one where he had almost blown Chi Chi up. He smirked at the memory. Over the years she had continued to bug him, continued to try and get him to "open up". Of course, he had done nothing of the sort. He had, after all , promised himself to care about nothing but fighting and growing stronger.
He loved making her mad by not responding to her questions. He didn't know why, but he found it thrilling. He liked the way she would glare at him when she was upset, or the way her lips would curl up into a smile when she was happy. He loved the way her eyes twinkled when she laughed. Damn! What the hell was he thinking. She was an annoying, loud mouthed weakling and he could care less about her. He was going insane. He was going soft like his father was. Damn you Chi Chi, he thought to himself. He had to distract himself soon or he was going to lose his mind.
His father was busy. Kakkarot growled to himself. His father was always busy, and too often for his liking, his father was usually training those three weaklings Krillen, Tien and Yamcha. There was nothing to do on this blasted planet. Than, he remembered. When he had first felt the ambassador's power level, he had been eager to spar with him. However, the ambassador had been busy for the first few days. No matter, Kakkarot would go and see if he was free and interested in sparring. Even if the ambassador said no, it would at least take up some of his time. With that, Kakkarot flew off in search of the ambassador's ki.
Kakkarot found the ambassador meditating by a pond near the palace. When he touched down, the ambassador opened his eyes and looked at him with interest. Kakkarot's insides fluttered nervously but his face and body showed no such signs. What if he offened the ambassador? His father would be even more ashamed of him.
The Namekian spoke first. "You must be Kakkarot." Kakkarot gave him an inquistive look. "I have heard that you have the strongest power level on this planet. I take it you wish to spar with me."
"Yes Mr. Ambassador." The ambassador flinched.
"Call me Piccolo. I'm not much into these politics."
Kakkarot had been right. Ever since he had first seen Piccolo, Kakkarot had thought that Piccolo didn't really want to be an ambassador. He had sensed that Piccolo was more of a warrior than anything else. He figured that Piccolo had been "pushed" in that direction by someone on Namek.
"Fine. Can we spar now?" Kakkarot's voice held no tone of emotion. Piccolo narrowed his eyes at him.
"Fine. I have waited for a long time now to have a true challenge. I just hope you can give me that challenge."
The two flew together at a tremendous speed. Kakkarot's punches came fast and hard. Piccolo was not giving any room either. Kakkarot made his first mistake when he put too much effort into a punch that he thought for sure was going to hit Piccolo. The extra effort in the punch threw him slightly off balance as Piccolo moved out of the way. Piccolo took full advantage of Kakkarot's mistake. He punched Kakkarot in the stomach and felt the air rush out of him. As Kakkarot was still floating upwards from the force of the blow, Piccolo appeared above him and brought his elbow down hard on his back.
Kakkarot regained control of his body in time to prevent himself from falling face first into the ground. Piccolo stared coldly back at him with an expression of boredom on his face. Kakkarot quickly wiped the blood off his face and scowled. The two hits he had received had hurt worse than he could have imagined. He was happy though. He was finally getting a challenge. Kakkarot raised his hands and cupped them around each other beside his waist. He felt all of his dormant energy begin to form into a ball in his hands.
"KAAAAAAA MEEEEE HAAAAAA MEEEEE HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
With that, the large ball of energy flew it's way towards Piccolo. Piccolo stared at the blast and didn't move. He didn't think that such a young earthling, though he thought it weird that this earthling had a tail, could create enough energy to seriously hurt him. He realized just how wrong he was when he lifted his hand to try and deflect it only to have his arm blown off of him. He stood in shock staring at the boy.
Kakkarot's face showed the first signs of emotion since the day his father had thought he was trying to kill the Princess. Kuso! He had blown Piccolo's arm off. Oh Kami! What was the King going to do to him? Kami! What was his father going to do to him? To Kakkarot's surpise, Piccolo smirked, than smiled, and than burst out laughing.
"Wh..What's so funny?" Kakkarot was completely stunned. He had just blown off the guys arm and here he was laughing like there was no tomorrow. Had he driven the Namekian mad?
"The look of horror on your face is unbelievable Kakkarot." Kakkarot quickly replaced his look of horror with a scowl. "Don't worry. Watch this." Kakkarot nearly jumped out of his skin when Piccolo tore off what remained of his arm and a new one popped out of it's slot. "Namekians have the ability to regenerate parts of their body if need be."
His face didn't show it, but Kakkarot was highly relieved. Than anger coursed through him. How dare this Namekian laugh at him? He surged forward and once again, the fight was on. Kakkarot got the odd punch or kick in, but Piccolo was clearly the better fighter. At the end of the day, both were exhausted but they had enjoyed themselves. Kakkarot flew home knowing that if someone was to be declared a winner, he would have lost...big time.
*****
"I bet you she doesn't even know you're alive Yamcha!"
"Ha! At least she looks my way Tien."
"My chances are better than baldy at least!"
"Come on guys, cut it out."
Yamcha and Tien were in another argument over who was the likest to dance with the Princess at her birthday party. As usual, Krillen was stuck in between and therefore receiving insults from his two closest friends. Princess Bulma had grown up to become very pretty. Add the fact that she was a Princess with compassion, love, and care for everyone and which guy wouldn't want her?
"What's wrong shorty? Realize that you don't stand a chance tonight?" Yamcha teased Krillen. Just as Krillen was about to give a smart remark back, the room became deathly silent. Kakkarot, a very beat up looking Kakkarot, came striding through the barracks door with his now trade-mark scowl on his face. The tension in the room increased.
None of the three warriors liked Kakkarot. In fact, very few people on Earth like Kakkarot. They all thought he was a self-absorbed, self-centered, "I'm better than you" snob. He glared at them before continuing to his bunk.
All three warriors felt the urge to jump and kill him but they knew that, even combined, they did not possess enough power to bring him down...yet. With each passing day their powers were increasing and they knew it. They hoped that soon, very soon, their combined power would be greater than Kakkarot's. That way they could teach him a minor lesson on manners. Yamcha also hadn't forgotten about the day, when they were younger, when Kakkarot had tried to kill the Princess. He had told the other two warriors about the incident as well which had only infuriated them and made them hate Kakkarot even more.
*****
Kakkarot stood alone in the large hall, arms across his chest and a scowl plastered on his slightly bruised face, leaning against the wall. Why did he have to be here celebrating the Princess's birthday? He could be sleeping or meditating. His father had forced him to put on a suit that they called a "tuxedo" and told him that even if he didn't dance or socialize, he had to be there. He felt bad for Piccolo. The Namekian looked as if he was hating this as much as Kakkarot was but he was forced to sit at the head table with the rest of the royal family and ambassadors.
Kakkarot was becoming highly bored and agitated and was about to leave when something caught his eye. Rather, someONE caught his eye. Chi Chi was prettier tonight than she had ever been. Her white dressed flowed down to the floor. It showed off all of her curves beautifully. And her lips! They had never looked so...so full before. He felt a yearning deep inside him to go and kiss her on those rose colored lips. An alien emotion shot through him as he watched many of the guards and soldiers approach her and talk to her. He didn't like the new emotion. It made him feel out of control and angry. If he had known it, he wouldn't have believed it. Kakkarot, the proud saiyan, was jealous.
Kakkarot quickly looked away hoping that no one had noticied him staring at Chi Chi. What was wrong with him anyway? He had other things to worry about than some weak, human female. What would his father say if he knew what he was thinking? He would have to train himself harder to make up for this.
Chi Chi looked around desperately trying to find Kakkarot. Many of the boys were trying to talk to her and she nodded and replied to them with only half of her attention. Where was he? Than, out of the corner of her eye, she spotted his spiky hair. She excused herself from the other boys and approached him.
She didn't know why but she wanted to talk to him. She enjoyed being around him, even if he was doing nothing more than glaring at her. She sensed that there was a side of him that no one knew, a side of him that was hidden behind the scowl. She found that she was drawn to his power and his sense of pride. He could crush her in an instant, yet she felt no fear. She liked the challenge of trying to get to know him. He was different than all the other boys she knew. The other boys all swooned around her and whispered sweet, meaningless words in her ears. Him however, she knew that whatever he said, it would have to be sincere since he rarely said anything at all.
Kakkarot felt his heart rate increase as he saw Chi Chi approaching him. "Hey Kakkarot. I didn't expect to see you here." Kami he looks so good, Chi Chi thought to herself.
Kakkarot looked up at her and his scowl deepened. His only response was, "Hmph." With that, the young saiyan walked out the door into the darkness of the night.
Chi Chi surpressed a smile and followed him outside. "Still haven't changed have you? Still Mr. "I'm too good to talk to anyone" aren't you?"
Kakkarot stopped and turned around to glare at her. For a moment she thought she saw something resembling pain and loneliness in his eyes. But before she could try and grasp it, his eyes returned to the icy cold stare that she had grown so accustomed to seeing.
"You know nothing about me. So don't make assumptions."
Chi Chi almost gasped. He had spoken. It had been so long since she had heard him speak that she had begun to think that he had forgotten how. She shivered. Not from the coldness of the night, it was a warm night, but from his voice. She found it very deep and...sexy. When she refocused, she saw Kakkarot standing where he had been before but now with his back to her and his head tilted up.
She approached him slowly, not wanting to startle him. He seemed lost in a trance. "Kakkarot?" She was right behind him. It was not possible that he had not heard her. She placed a hand on his shoulder trying to get his attention. "Kakkarot?"
He turned around and their eyes locked. His eyes, filled with pride, fear, concern, anger, and so many other emotions entertwined into one, and her innocent beautiful eyes, met. What Kakkarot did next completely caught Chi Chi off guard. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close. He than closed his eyes and pressed his lips against hers. At first she was in shock and did not return the kiss. When everything registered in her brain, she pulled him closer and began to kiss him back as well.
Chi Chi wanted the kiss to last forever. Being in his arms felt right. It made her feel safe, wanted and cared for. Sure she had kissed other guys, but never like this. It was never this great. The kiss lasted a few minutes before Kakkarot pulled away. She opened her eyes and looked into his. She was shocked to find a look of pure anger written on his face. He stepped away from her and flew off without another word.
Chi Chi stood alone in the night, wondering what had went wrong.
*****
Ever since he had kissed her, Kakkarot seemed to be avoiding her. Chi Chi didn't like that. She wanted answers and she was going to get them today no matter what.
Kakkarot continued his intensive training by himself. He was going to spar with Piccolo later. He had come to appreciate the Namekian. He was strong enough for Kakkarot to through all his anger into his blasts and survive them. It was his way of venting his ever growing frustration.
He didn't understand the feelings coursing through his veins. Why had he kissed her? What had he been doing? Why had it felt so right? Why did he want to do it again? Why did he want to be with her, to hold her in his arms? "AHHHHHHHHHHH!" He released his anger on a nearby mountain as he threw a ki ball at it and watched it disintegrate. He continued to punch the air and crush anything near enough to him as his confusion grew.
"Kakkarot!" He froze. It was her voice. "I need to talk to you." He continued training as if he had never heard her.
Damn him, Chi Chi thought to herself. She flew up to meet him. True, she wasn't as powerful as Tien, Yamcha, Krillen or Chao-tzu, but she was strong compared to many of the other females on Earth. "Kakkarot! I said I need to talk to you." He finally stopped punching at the air and glared at her. She felt nervous at his glare.
"What?" His voice held a note of impatience and anger.
"I...I wa...was wondering why you...why you kissed me that one night?" Chi Chi managed to get her question out, stuttering the whole time. "I...I was wondering if perhaps you had any...fe...feelings for me."
"Yes. I have feelings for you." Chi Chi's eyes widened in hope. Kakkarot crossed his arms over his chest. "I hate you. I hate you more than I hate anyone in the universe."
Tears sprang unbiden to her eyes. She fought to keep them back. "Wh...what? Than why did you kiss me?" Her saddness and shock was quickly growing into anger.
"It meant nothing. You mean nothing. I never have and never will give a damn about you. You are a weak and pathetic earthling."
"What is wrong with you?!" All her pent up anger and confusion came together at once. "Do you even have a heart in that chest of yours? Why must you push anyone who cares for you away from you? What are you so afraid of Kakkarot?" She paused as a sob escaped her lips. Tears were now flowing unchecked down her cheeks. "I hate you. I regret ever caring for you!"
Kakkarot watched as Chi Chi flew away from him. Why had it hurt so much when she had told him she hated him? Why did he want to go and find her and apologize and tell her that everything was going to be alright? What did he care anyway? He wanted nothing to do with any of the Earthlings, especially her. Than why was he feeling so sad and lonely?