Part Two: On the Run
A/N: I'm sorry it took me so long to get out this chapter! I was having a bit of writers block and I wasn't quite sure where I wanted this story to go…Anyway, after hours of contemplation, and fear that those threatening me if I didn't write more, I finally got out part two. Umm...there's a bit more comedy in this chapter, but I do manage to advance the plot, adding in a few more situations (I thought Trunks was a dry character, he needed a bit of conflict...) but actually all I can say about this chapter is poor, poor Paris…. Please R/R and try not to threaten this time. I'm writing! I'm writing!
Goten woke up, his eyes blurry, with no idea where he was or how he got there. He had a killer headache.
"Ow…did I get his by a truck or something?" he asked to the empty room. Wait a minute…this was his room…Why was he in his room?
He was ok now, and could still taste the sweet flavor of the senzu bean that someone had apparently given him.
"Goten? Is that you? Are you finally awake?"
Chichi walked into the room with a worried look on her face, and she became incredibly relieved when she saw Goten sitting up in bed with his customary confused look gracing his face.
"Kaasan? What happened?"
"Don't you remember? You were sparring with Trunks, and he slipped. Gohan told me all about it. It's ok, dear. Trunks didn't mean to hurt you…"
Sparring? Goten didn't remember anything about sparring with Trunks… had he really been hit that hard?
"I'm just so glad that you're feeling better, Goten!" Chichi said as she walked over to the bed, feeling Goten's head for apparently no reason, since he had never had a fever. "I don't know how Trunks could have slipped, though. Gohan did say that he was really sorry. And don't worry, I'm going to call that Paris girl and let her know that you won't be able to go out with her today…"
His date with Paris! Goten had completely forgotten about it! He and Paris had been friends for some time now, but he had never gotten up the nerve to ask her out until recently. If they didn't go out today, then they might NEVER go out.
"No, that's ok, mom. I'm feeling well enough to go."
"Are you sure, Goten? Do you want something to eat? Do you need anything? You're sure that you're not hungry?"
"I'm fine." Goten said, getting up. He still couldn't remember what had given him such a headache, but he sure wasn't going to miss a date with Paris. Maybe it would all come to him sooner or later…
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Trunks lunged to the left and Vegeta lunged to the right, trying to catch him in a moment of weakness. This was the first time that they two had sparred in months, and although Trunks knew it was only because of what had happened with Bra, it was still a welcome change of pace. Strangely enough, neither Bulma nor Vegeta seemed to be worried about Bra's disappearance. They both figured her capable enough to be able to take care of herself for one night. After all, she was a super saiyan now.
Trunks ducked and did three successive back flips, evading his father's fist.
But why had Bra been so ruthless with Goten? Sure it was saiyan instinct to want to fight for a mate, and she had had a crush on Goten for as long as they could all remember, but if she really loved him…How could she be so heartless? And ho could she run off like she had? It all seemed to unlike her.
Snapping back to reality, Trunks did a roundhouse kick and caught his father's teleporting image as Vegeta appeared behind him. Trunks readied himself to flash into super saiyan, but suddenly, he looked at one of the windows and saw a girl staring back at him, a grin spread across her face.
"Aya?"
Vegeta kicked Trunks in the back and he was knocked back to reality as he fell to the floor of the gravity room.
"What is the matter with you, boy?"
Trunks pointed a shaky finger towards the window where Aya, seeing that she had been discovered, suddenly disappeared from view.
"AHH!" Trunks screamed. "How am I supposed to get any kind of privacy with them always hanging around me?! I thought if I invited them over then they might leave me alone, but things have only gotten worse since yesterday! I just need some space!"
"Then stop talking to them, baka." Vegeta said, giving the second piece of relationship advice that he had ever given. And Vegeta was the last person that you would expect to give advice about relationships…
"I can't do that…then they'd just stalk me even more. For a while, I thought it was good to have them around...you know, to kind of impress Goten and make the guys at school jealous, but nor it's getting kind of annoying."
This was it…Vegeta sighed as he prepared to give his son the most important piece of advice that he could ever give his son…
"Why don't you kill them?"
So much for that…
"Yeah, right, Otosan." Trunks said, sarcastically, sorry that he had asked his father for advice. But wait a minute…that wasn't such a bad idea…Trunks grinned. "Thanks for the advice, Dad…" Trunks said as he grabbed a towel and prepared to exit the gravity room.
Vegeta could only stare at Trunks as he hung the towel around his neck and walked back to the house.
…Only to be greeted by fan club member number two- Emi.
He magenta hair swayed in the breeze as she grinned at him.
"Trunks! Funny meeting you here!"
"I live here, Emi."
"Oh yeah! So you do!" She giggled coyly. " Well, since we just happened to meet here, why don't we take in a movie? What do you say?"
She grabbed Trunks by the arm and proceeded to drag him to her car. He didn't so much as budge.
"Emi, I'm not going."
"Come on, Trunks-kun! It'll be fun!"
"No!" Trunks screamed, and Emi jumped back in surprise. How could cute, sweet Trunks ever yell at HER? Her bottom lip trembled as tears formed in her eyes.
"But why, Trunks?"
"I'm just not looking for a girlfriend right now, that's why. So just leave me alone, ok?"
Trunks turned on his heels and walked into the house, trying to tune out Emi's sobbing. He closed the door behind him and sighed. One down…but how many more was he going to have to reject before he could get some privacy?
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Paris tugged on Goten's arm as the two of them walked down the street.
"Come on, Goten…let's go into this store!"
Thus, he was dragged into another store full of dresses and women who knew that they were far too large to fit them…
Immediately, Paris ran over to a rack and began sifting through the clothes. This wasn't really Goten's idea of a first date…Although, he was enjoying the time that he was getting to spend with Paris…
Goten stood there in a daze as he again tried to remember the events from the previous day. He remembered going over to Capsule Corp…something abut sandwiches and swimming…Vegeta yelling and…
"Hi Goten!"
Goten turned around and saw none other than Bra, still dressed in her saiyan armor, covered in dried blood, her hair a tangled mess. Suddenly it all came back to Goten…the dirt, the blood, the beating, the kiss…He slowly began to back away from her and he watched the smile fade from her face.
"Goten! What do you think about this shirt?" Paris said as she came up behind Goten, holding a purple blouse. She then caught sight of Bra and smiled.
"Ossu, Bra, how are you doing?"
Goten immediately felt Bra's ki begin to rise with anger.
"Yeah, Paris and I just met here…I had no idea she was going to be in this store too…"
"Goten, what are you talking a---"
Paris was cut off when Goten put his hand over her mouth to silence her.
"Yeah Bra, I was coming here to get my mom a…" he looked around frantically for something, but the only thing near him was a crimson red bra. "I came to get my mom a bra…yeah, that's right."
Goten turned the same color as the bra.
"Goten, why are you buying your Kaasan a bra?" Paris asked, confused beyond belief.
"Cause she um…needs support?"
Goten became even more red (if at all possible).
"What are you talking about Goten? We came here together, and I dragged you in here on our date, remember?"
"PARIS, NO!" Goten screamed, and quickly put his hand over her mouth again, but he was too late. He began to feel Bra's ki rise even more rapidly in extreme anger. "RUN, PARIS!"
Goten grabbed Paris's hand, pulling her out of the store and down the street.
"What's going on, Goten?!" Paris yelled as Goten pulled her along, running as fast as he could with people around him. If Paris wasn't with him, he would have flown away by now, but her didn't want to risk everyone seeing him, or even Paris finding out about it.
"Goten! Stop! I want to know what's going on, right now!"
Goten stopped, his eyes wide with fear and suddenly saw behind them a golden glow, coming at them with an incredible speed.
Bra.
Goten put his hands on the sides of Paris's face and turned her so that she could see Bra racing towards them. Paris began shaking with fear.
"Oh well, I guess the cat's out of the bag now…" Goten said as he grabbed Paris's hand and flashed into super saiyan. With Paris screaming as she held on for dear life, he took off.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Here you go, Vegeta…lunch at 12:30, just like always." Bulma said as she put a massive sub sandwich and a beer in front of Vegeta. "And remember, you promised to go looking for Bra after you finished. Now I'm going back to work, ok? I do have a company to run."
Suddenly, Vegeta stopped in mid-bite and stood up.
"Kuso…" he said.
"What is it, Vegeta? What's going on?"
Not answering, vegeta flew straight up, through the ceiling.
"AAH! Why do you always have to go through the ceiling!! DON'T SAIYANS KNOW HOW TO USE DOORS?!" Bulma yelled to no one for Vegeta was long-gone.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"But why, Trunks?" Miki asked him, her eyes welling up with tears.
"I'm just not looking for a girlfriend right now." Trunks recited for almost the hundredth time that day. He hated seeing them all cry, but with every tear, he was closer to having some privacy.
He watched Miki run away from him, crying, her long green hair playing with the breeze.
Trunks sighed and slung his shopping bag over one shoulder. Suddenly, he looked above his head and saw Goten flying almost faster than the speed of light with what looked like Bra on his heels. Goten was also dragging someone behind him, who was letting out a long, uninterrupted scream-
"EEEEEEEEEEEEE…….!"
"Dear Kame-sama…" Trunks said and began running in the direction that the chase was headed.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Goten! What's going on! Why are you blond?! Why are we flying?!"
"Be quiet, Paris! I'm trying to save your life! That's Bra behind us, and she wants to kill you!"
"Kill me? Why? What's going on?"
Goten didn't answer her, but only sped up as he felt Bra get closer to him. He was starting to get tired and knew that Bra could probably go for a long time at this pace. He was going to have to think of something quick.
Suddenly, he felt the ki of someone ahead of him.
Vegeta!!
For once, he sure was glad to see the saiyan prince.
"Thank you, Dende..." Goten said as he stopped in front of Vegeta.
"Vegeta- SAMA, help me! Bra is going to kill Paris!"
Vegeta smirked as he levitated in front of Goten.
"Not if I kill you first, low class brat."
Goten's eyes went wide as he took off again, followed closely by Vegeta and Bra, Paris's scream echoing for miles.
"Dende, what did I ever do to you??"
END PART TWO
Ok, so this was a short part…but I wanted to get something out since it's been so long since I updated this story…I already have written more than what's posted here, so hopefully it wont be so long in between updates this time…Arigato for reading…please R/R! And while you wait for me to update this one, read some of my other fics!
PS..OO…wait until you see what happens to Trunks in the next part…yes…Trunks…
A/N: I'm sorry it took me so long to get out this chapter! I was having a bit of writers block and I wasn't quite sure where I wanted this story to go…Anyway, after hours of contemplation, and fear that those threatening me if I didn't write more, I finally got out part two. Umm...there's a bit more comedy in this chapter, but I do manage to advance the plot, adding in a few more situations (I thought Trunks was a dry character, he needed a bit of conflict...) but actually all I can say about this chapter is poor, poor Paris…. Please R/R and try not to threaten this time. I'm writing! I'm writing!
Goten woke up, his eyes blurry, with no idea where he was or how he got there. He had a killer headache.
"Ow…did I get his by a truck or something?" he asked to the empty room. Wait a minute…this was his room…Why was he in his room?
He was ok now, and could still taste the sweet flavor of the senzu bean that someone had apparently given him.
"Goten? Is that you? Are you finally awake?"
Chichi walked into the room with a worried look on her face, and she became incredibly relieved when she saw Goten sitting up in bed with his customary confused look gracing his face.
"Kaasan? What happened?"
"Don't you remember? You were sparring with Trunks, and he slipped. Gohan told me all about it. It's ok, dear. Trunks didn't mean to hurt you…"
Sparring? Goten didn't remember anything about sparring with Trunks… had he really been hit that hard?
"I'm just so glad that you're feeling better, Goten!" Chichi said as she walked over to the bed, feeling Goten's head for apparently no reason, since he had never had a fever. "I don't know how Trunks could have slipped, though. Gohan did say that he was really sorry. And don't worry, I'm going to call that Paris girl and let her know that you won't be able to go out with her today…"
His date with Paris! Goten had completely forgotten about it! He and Paris had been friends for some time now, but he had never gotten up the nerve to ask her out until recently. If they didn't go out today, then they might NEVER go out.
"No, that's ok, mom. I'm feeling well enough to go."
"Are you sure, Goten? Do you want something to eat? Do you need anything? You're sure that you're not hungry?"
"I'm fine." Goten said, getting up. He still couldn't remember what had given him such a headache, but he sure wasn't going to miss a date with Paris. Maybe it would all come to him sooner or later…
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Trunks lunged to the left and Vegeta lunged to the right, trying to catch him in a moment of weakness. This was the first time that they two had sparred in months, and although Trunks knew it was only because of what had happened with Bra, it was still a welcome change of pace. Strangely enough, neither Bulma nor Vegeta seemed to be worried about Bra's disappearance. They both figured her capable enough to be able to take care of herself for one night. After all, she was a super saiyan now.
Trunks ducked and did three successive back flips, evading his father's fist.
But why had Bra been so ruthless with Goten? Sure it was saiyan instinct to want to fight for a mate, and she had had a crush on Goten for as long as they could all remember, but if she really loved him…How could she be so heartless? And ho could she run off like she had? It all seemed to unlike her.
Snapping back to reality, Trunks did a roundhouse kick and caught his father's teleporting image as Vegeta appeared behind him. Trunks readied himself to flash into super saiyan, but suddenly, he looked at one of the windows and saw a girl staring back at him, a grin spread across her face.
"Aya?"
Vegeta kicked Trunks in the back and he was knocked back to reality as he fell to the floor of the gravity room.
"What is the matter with you, boy?"
Trunks pointed a shaky finger towards the window where Aya, seeing that she had been discovered, suddenly disappeared from view.
"AHH!" Trunks screamed. "How am I supposed to get any kind of privacy with them always hanging around me?! I thought if I invited them over then they might leave me alone, but things have only gotten worse since yesterday! I just need some space!"
"Then stop talking to them, baka." Vegeta said, giving the second piece of relationship advice that he had ever given. And Vegeta was the last person that you would expect to give advice about relationships…
"I can't do that…then they'd just stalk me even more. For a while, I thought it was good to have them around...you know, to kind of impress Goten and make the guys at school jealous, but nor it's getting kind of annoying."
This was it…Vegeta sighed as he prepared to give his son the most important piece of advice that he could ever give his son…
"Why don't you kill them?"
So much for that…
"Yeah, right, Otosan." Trunks said, sarcastically, sorry that he had asked his father for advice. But wait a minute…that wasn't such a bad idea…Trunks grinned. "Thanks for the advice, Dad…" Trunks said as he grabbed a towel and prepared to exit the gravity room.
Vegeta could only stare at Trunks as he hung the towel around his neck and walked back to the house.
…Only to be greeted by fan club member number two- Emi.
He magenta hair swayed in the breeze as she grinned at him.
"Trunks! Funny meeting you here!"
"I live here, Emi."
"Oh yeah! So you do!" She giggled coyly. " Well, since we just happened to meet here, why don't we take in a movie? What do you say?"
She grabbed Trunks by the arm and proceeded to drag him to her car. He didn't so much as budge.
"Emi, I'm not going."
"Come on, Trunks-kun! It'll be fun!"
"No!" Trunks screamed, and Emi jumped back in surprise. How could cute, sweet Trunks ever yell at HER? Her bottom lip trembled as tears formed in her eyes.
"But why, Trunks?"
"I'm just not looking for a girlfriend right now, that's why. So just leave me alone, ok?"
Trunks turned on his heels and walked into the house, trying to tune out Emi's sobbing. He closed the door behind him and sighed. One down…but how many more was he going to have to reject before he could get some privacy?
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Paris tugged on Goten's arm as the two of them walked down the street.
"Come on, Goten…let's go into this store!"
Thus, he was dragged into another store full of dresses and women who knew that they were far too large to fit them…
Immediately, Paris ran over to a rack and began sifting through the clothes. This wasn't really Goten's idea of a first date…Although, he was enjoying the time that he was getting to spend with Paris…
Goten stood there in a daze as he again tried to remember the events from the previous day. He remembered going over to Capsule Corp…something abut sandwiches and swimming…Vegeta yelling and…
"Hi Goten!"
Goten turned around and saw none other than Bra, still dressed in her saiyan armor, covered in dried blood, her hair a tangled mess. Suddenly it all came back to Goten…the dirt, the blood, the beating, the kiss…He slowly began to back away from her and he watched the smile fade from her face.
"Goten! What do you think about this shirt?" Paris said as she came up behind Goten, holding a purple blouse. She then caught sight of Bra and smiled.
"Ossu, Bra, how are you doing?"
Goten immediately felt Bra's ki begin to rise with anger.
"Yeah, Paris and I just met here…I had no idea she was going to be in this store too…"
"Goten, what are you talking a---"
Paris was cut off when Goten put his hand over her mouth to silence her.
"Yeah Bra, I was coming here to get my mom a…" he looked around frantically for something, but the only thing near him was a crimson red bra. "I came to get my mom a bra…yeah, that's right."
Goten turned the same color as the bra.
"Goten, why are you buying your Kaasan a bra?" Paris asked, confused beyond belief.
"Cause she um…needs support?"
Goten became even more red (if at all possible).
"What are you talking about Goten? We came here together, and I dragged you in here on our date, remember?"
"PARIS, NO!" Goten screamed, and quickly put his hand over her mouth again, but he was too late. He began to feel Bra's ki rise even more rapidly in extreme anger. "RUN, PARIS!"
Goten grabbed Paris's hand, pulling her out of the store and down the street.
"What's going on, Goten?!" Paris yelled as Goten pulled her along, running as fast as he could with people around him. If Paris wasn't with him, he would have flown away by now, but her didn't want to risk everyone seeing him, or even Paris finding out about it.
"Goten! Stop! I want to know what's going on, right now!"
Goten stopped, his eyes wide with fear and suddenly saw behind them a golden glow, coming at them with an incredible speed.
Bra.
Goten put his hands on the sides of Paris's face and turned her so that she could see Bra racing towards them. Paris began shaking with fear.
"Oh well, I guess the cat's out of the bag now…" Goten said as he grabbed Paris's hand and flashed into super saiyan. With Paris screaming as she held on for dear life, he took off.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Here you go, Vegeta…lunch at 12:30, just like always." Bulma said as she put a massive sub sandwich and a beer in front of Vegeta. "And remember, you promised to go looking for Bra after you finished. Now I'm going back to work, ok? I do have a company to run."
Suddenly, Vegeta stopped in mid-bite and stood up.
"Kuso…" he said.
"What is it, Vegeta? What's going on?"
Not answering, vegeta flew straight up, through the ceiling.
"AAH! Why do you always have to go through the ceiling!! DON'T SAIYANS KNOW HOW TO USE DOORS?!" Bulma yelled to no one for Vegeta was long-gone.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"But why, Trunks?" Miki asked him, her eyes welling up with tears.
"I'm just not looking for a girlfriend right now." Trunks recited for almost the hundredth time that day. He hated seeing them all cry, but with every tear, he was closer to having some privacy.
He watched Miki run away from him, crying, her long green hair playing with the breeze.
Trunks sighed and slung his shopping bag over one shoulder. Suddenly, he looked above his head and saw Goten flying almost faster than the speed of light with what looked like Bra on his heels. Goten was also dragging someone behind him, who was letting out a long, uninterrupted scream-
"EEEEEEEEEEEEE…….!"
"Dear Kame-sama…" Trunks said and began running in the direction that the chase was headed.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Goten! What's going on! Why are you blond?! Why are we flying?!"
"Be quiet, Paris! I'm trying to save your life! That's Bra behind us, and she wants to kill you!"
"Kill me? Why? What's going on?"
Goten didn't answer her, but only sped up as he felt Bra get closer to him. He was starting to get tired and knew that Bra could probably go for a long time at this pace. He was going to have to think of something quick.
Suddenly, he felt the ki of someone ahead of him.
Vegeta!!
For once, he sure was glad to see the saiyan prince.
"Thank you, Dende..." Goten said as he stopped in front of Vegeta.
"Vegeta- SAMA, help me! Bra is going to kill Paris!"
Vegeta smirked as he levitated in front of Goten.
"Not if I kill you first, low class brat."
Goten's eyes went wide as he took off again, followed closely by Vegeta and Bra, Paris's scream echoing for miles.
"Dende, what did I ever do to you??"
END PART TWO
Ok, so this was a short part…but I wanted to get something out since it's been so long since I updated this story…I already have written more than what's posted here, so hopefully it wont be so long in between updates this time…Arigato for reading…please R/R! And while you wait for me to update this one, read some of my other fics!
PS..OO…wait until you see what happens to Trunks in the next part…yes…Trunks…
