Disclaimer: Kame (that's me) doesn't own DBZ!
A/N: Alright the long awaited party scene has come at last! Yippie! And now this isn't a self insertion (hint, hint Gally). Ideas came from Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet (and now I don't own that either).
~*~*~*~
The limo ride was really quiet. Not just the tense kinda of quiet after your parents just fought, but the kind like someone just died. Vegeta took the opportunity to meditate. His meditations were interrupted several times with the thoughts of that lousy woman. Damn it! Get out of my head. If only I had my Playboy, goddamn it! Oh well at least there's Bulma. His eyes wandered across to her chest, realized he was thinking about her again and shoved the thought out of his head. DAMN WOMAN GET OUT OF MY HEAD!
"But I'm not your head retard!" Bulma said quietly
"What? I wasn't talking to you" Vegeta, was confused.
"You weren't talking to me, you practically yelled at me." Bulma shot a death stare at Vegeta. Vegeta glared back not nearly as nastily. Alright man, you've got to show this woman whose boss now think. Pop! The car stopped and the limo rolled to a halt. (hehe) Vegeta got out "Damn, looks like the engine exploded,"(that wasn't all that exploded, hehe, as a matter of fact the front of the car looked more like a crater than an engine compartment). "well it appears we'll have to walk, oh and look there's a casual dress store in the area." (hehe) Vegeta walked up to the store window jumped through the class and came back out wearing khakis and a button up pink shirt (hay, have to go with tradition), his tux was smoking in the background.
"Great! Just great, now I'll have to go to the party with a little itty bitty monkey boy who doesn't know how to dress. Just what I wanted!" Bulma jumped through the window. If he's gonna dress like a monkey, we should at least be matching monkeys. She came back out wearing a short blue mini skirt and a white spaghetti strap shirt that had a blue smiley face on it. Vegeta was upset at the change of outfit, "Who looks like the monkey now! Haha."
"Cut it out Vegeta I'm pissed."
"No shit, but your shirt isn't." Vegeta replied
"Alright cut the crap; just take me to the party."
"And how do I do that exactly?"
"Fly, dumbass"
"Sorry, but its not gonna happen, I'm walking" Vegeta turned around and started walking in the direction of the house. Bulma followed behind, how far could the house be anyhow?
~*~*~*~
Far. The house was another two miles away. Vegeta made it there running with out breaking a sweat and was sitting under a tree waiting for Bulma to catch up, when Bulma finally arrived.
"I thought we should go up together," Vegeta said slyly.
"Oh and I thought monkeys never learned anything…." Bulma said hitting a sore spot.
"Don't push me woman!" Vegeta threw Bulma an icy glare. Bulma responded by grabbing the Saiyans and dragging him along behind. Vegeta caught up quickly. They approached the house and notice everyone dressed similarly to them and al about their age. This was definitely not an old people's party. The house was a dark blue color and the windows were long stylish giving the building the look of a planetarium. The general ran up and touched Bulma on the back of the shoulder.
"Oh I'm so glad you got the memo, I'm glad to see you didn't come in a formal dress, well welcome and have a good time." Bulma walked in the house, the scene was more like a party than a function. There was people every where and one girl was standing on a pool table fighting opponents using a pool stick. Vegeta walked over for a closer look.
The girl was about 20 and she was wearing khakis a black tight fitting t-shirt that had naughty written across the front, she sagged her pants so if one was looking (and most of the men crowded were) you could see a pair of black panties creeping out. Vegeta was the only man not looking as he was looking her legs and the grace at which she was knocking opponents off the table.
"Hey Mia! Slow down you don't have to beat all the boys in the first hour you're here take a break for God's sake!" The girl kicked another opponent off the table did a back flip, spun on her heel turned around and squatted to talk to the man who had just yelled.
"Good isn't she?" The General had returned
"Ya, but not as good as I am." Vegeta responded haughtily
"Ya right she hasn't lost a fight yet, actually you two would be a good match, I'd like to see you two fight someday."
"You may get your wish." Vegeta's eyes narrowed and he stared at the girl who'd gotten up and was daring other fighters to join her. Hehe. Vegeta jumped up on the table and grabbed the pool stick.
"Alright you know the rules, no dieing, falling off the table, or dropping the pool stick. Anyone down for more than ten counts loses. Brian here will be the ref. I probably don't have to tell you what we're fighting for." The girl said in a loud voice so that the occupants of the room could hear. This man was different he might stand a chance, not likely, but he might get lucky.
"Actually, I have no idea what we're fighting for and quite frankly I don't care." Vegeta said a cocky tone, who was this bitch anyhow?
"Well I guess you'll see." The girl took a fighting stance unlike any Vegeta had ever seen. Vegeta kicked high and she grabbed his foot and used the leverage to slide herself under him and kick out his leg. Vegeta went into a crouch and then back flipped out of it landing behind her. He started to punch at the back of her head to knock her out but she grabbed his fist and turned it around. Vegeta heard bones crack after she turned it the wrong direction. Blood streamed around his hands bits of bone could be seen sticking out. Vegeta ignored the pain, threw the pool stick into his mouth and punched with his other hand. The girl made to duck but missed and got socked in the shoulder. Bits of Vegeta gore stayed were the Saiyan had hit the girl. "Bastard! You got me clothes all bloody!"
"Good you deserved it!" Vegeta punched at her face again. Once again she blocked only this time she didn't have enough strength to reverse the punch. The punch threw her off the table and she back bridged over the edge, but before she did she countered by thrusting the pool stick into Vegeta's stomach throwing him also off the edge. The crowd ewwed as both fighters hit the ground at the same time. Loud cracking noises were heard at both ends, though Vegeta's was more from his pool stick. The girl walked over and stood up. While tried to dust bits of pool stick off himself. The girl looked up.
"Well I guess it's a draw."
~*~*~*~*~
A/N: Well there's your party scene it's not done yet so keep reviewing!
A/N: Alright the long awaited party scene has come at last! Yippie! And now this isn't a self insertion (hint, hint Gally). Ideas came from Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet (and now I don't own that either).
~*~*~*~
The limo ride was really quiet. Not just the tense kinda of quiet after your parents just fought, but the kind like someone just died. Vegeta took the opportunity to meditate. His meditations were interrupted several times with the thoughts of that lousy woman. Damn it! Get out of my head. If only I had my Playboy, goddamn it! Oh well at least there's Bulma. His eyes wandered across to her chest, realized he was thinking about her again and shoved the thought out of his head. DAMN WOMAN GET OUT OF MY HEAD!
"But I'm not your head retard!" Bulma said quietly
"What? I wasn't talking to you" Vegeta, was confused.
"You weren't talking to me, you practically yelled at me." Bulma shot a death stare at Vegeta. Vegeta glared back not nearly as nastily. Alright man, you've got to show this woman whose boss now think. Pop! The car stopped and the limo rolled to a halt. (hehe) Vegeta got out "Damn, looks like the engine exploded,"(that wasn't all that exploded, hehe, as a matter of fact the front of the car looked more like a crater than an engine compartment). "well it appears we'll have to walk, oh and look there's a casual dress store in the area." (hehe) Vegeta walked up to the store window jumped through the class and came back out wearing khakis and a button up pink shirt (hay, have to go with tradition), his tux was smoking in the background.
"Great! Just great, now I'll have to go to the party with a little itty bitty monkey boy who doesn't know how to dress. Just what I wanted!" Bulma jumped through the window. If he's gonna dress like a monkey, we should at least be matching monkeys. She came back out wearing a short blue mini skirt and a white spaghetti strap shirt that had a blue smiley face on it. Vegeta was upset at the change of outfit, "Who looks like the monkey now! Haha."
"Cut it out Vegeta I'm pissed."
"No shit, but your shirt isn't." Vegeta replied
"Alright cut the crap; just take me to the party."
"And how do I do that exactly?"
"Fly, dumbass"
"Sorry, but its not gonna happen, I'm walking" Vegeta turned around and started walking in the direction of the house. Bulma followed behind, how far could the house be anyhow?
~*~*~*~
Far. The house was another two miles away. Vegeta made it there running with out breaking a sweat and was sitting under a tree waiting for Bulma to catch up, when Bulma finally arrived.
"I thought we should go up together," Vegeta said slyly.
"Oh and I thought monkeys never learned anything…." Bulma said hitting a sore spot.
"Don't push me woman!" Vegeta threw Bulma an icy glare. Bulma responded by grabbing the Saiyans and dragging him along behind. Vegeta caught up quickly. They approached the house and notice everyone dressed similarly to them and al about their age. This was definitely not an old people's party. The house was a dark blue color and the windows were long stylish giving the building the look of a planetarium. The general ran up and touched Bulma on the back of the shoulder.
"Oh I'm so glad you got the memo, I'm glad to see you didn't come in a formal dress, well welcome and have a good time." Bulma walked in the house, the scene was more like a party than a function. There was people every where and one girl was standing on a pool table fighting opponents using a pool stick. Vegeta walked over for a closer look.
The girl was about 20 and she was wearing khakis a black tight fitting t-shirt that had naughty written across the front, she sagged her pants so if one was looking (and most of the men crowded were) you could see a pair of black panties creeping out. Vegeta was the only man not looking as he was looking her legs and the grace at which she was knocking opponents off the table.
"Hey Mia! Slow down you don't have to beat all the boys in the first hour you're here take a break for God's sake!" The girl kicked another opponent off the table did a back flip, spun on her heel turned around and squatted to talk to the man who had just yelled.
"Good isn't she?" The General had returned
"Ya, but not as good as I am." Vegeta responded haughtily
"Ya right she hasn't lost a fight yet, actually you two would be a good match, I'd like to see you two fight someday."
"You may get your wish." Vegeta's eyes narrowed and he stared at the girl who'd gotten up and was daring other fighters to join her. Hehe. Vegeta jumped up on the table and grabbed the pool stick.
"Alright you know the rules, no dieing, falling off the table, or dropping the pool stick. Anyone down for more than ten counts loses. Brian here will be the ref. I probably don't have to tell you what we're fighting for." The girl said in a loud voice so that the occupants of the room could hear. This man was different he might stand a chance, not likely, but he might get lucky.
"Actually, I have no idea what we're fighting for and quite frankly I don't care." Vegeta said a cocky tone, who was this bitch anyhow?
"Well I guess you'll see." The girl took a fighting stance unlike any Vegeta had ever seen. Vegeta kicked high and she grabbed his foot and used the leverage to slide herself under him and kick out his leg. Vegeta went into a crouch and then back flipped out of it landing behind her. He started to punch at the back of her head to knock her out but she grabbed his fist and turned it around. Vegeta heard bones crack after she turned it the wrong direction. Blood streamed around his hands bits of bone could be seen sticking out. Vegeta ignored the pain, threw the pool stick into his mouth and punched with his other hand. The girl made to duck but missed and got socked in the shoulder. Bits of Vegeta gore stayed were the Saiyan had hit the girl. "Bastard! You got me clothes all bloody!"
"Good you deserved it!" Vegeta punched at her face again. Once again she blocked only this time she didn't have enough strength to reverse the punch. The punch threw her off the table and she back bridged over the edge, but before she did she countered by thrusting the pool stick into Vegeta's stomach throwing him also off the edge. The crowd ewwed as both fighters hit the ground at the same time. Loud cracking noises were heard at both ends, though Vegeta's was more from his pool stick. The girl walked over and stood up. While tried to dust bits of pool stick off himself. The girl looked up.
"Well I guess it's a draw."
~*~*~*~*~
A/N: Well there's your party scene it's not done yet so keep reviewing!