It was early Friday evening and Goku was puttering around his dorm when there was a knock on his door. He walked over to answer it, he opened the door to see Vega standing in front of it.
"Hey, Kakarrot." She smiled as she walked in and floated on to Piccolo's bed.
"Hey." He said.
"Are we training tomorrow?" she asked.
"Do you really think that it's a good idea. I mean last week, we had a huge problem."
"Yea, I know, but I want to train with you once more before the exhibition. We won't train for that long again, for obvious reasons."
"Yea, I guess we could." Agreed Goku.
"Maybe we can get ChiChi to keep Piccolo busy while we go or something." Suggested Vega.
"There's an idea." Said Goku.
"Ok then, we'll meet tomorrow?" asked Vega.
"Yea. Same time and place." Said Goku as the door to the dorm opened and Piccolo walked in.
"Vega, what are you doing here?" asked Piccolo.
"I actually came here looking for you." She smiled as she floated off of his loft and over to him. She sweetly wrapped her arms around his neck and sweetly kissed him.
"What was that for?" he smiled down at her.
"Do I need a reason?"
"I guess not." He laughed as he kissed her forehead and she let go of his neck.
"Well, kids," teased Goku, "I have to go get ChiChi. We're going to my parents for dinner tonight."
"Oh, dinner with the parents." Laughed Vega.
"Ah, it'll be all right, my mom adores ChiChi." Smiled Goku, "Well, I'll see you guys later." With that Goku left.
"So, do you want to go out tonight?" smiled Piccolo.
"Actually, I was hoping we could stay in tonight." She replied, "We can order in, and watch some TV."
"That's fine, but why? You usually like going out."
"I know, but I don't feel like sharing you tonight." Vega smiled, "Plus I wanted to talk to you about something."
"Ok," He replied hesitantly, "What's up?"
"We'll talk about it later. I should be more worried about it than you should, but it really is nothing to worry about."
"Ok."
"Let's get some dinner." Vega smiled as she kissed his chin.
Goku was standing in the girls dorm waiting for ChiChi to get out of the bathroom.
"Come on, ChiChi, we have to go." Whined Goku.
"Goku, just wait. I want to look nice, if you don't mind."
"I don't care what you look like, you'll always be beautiful. Now, come one let's go." Goku whined some more. Just then ChiChi walked out of the bathroom wearing a long white oriental style dress with dark gray flowers patterning it. She had her hair up in a French twist with a couple locks hanging down in her face. Goku's jaw dropped.
"Aww," she smiled as she kissed him, "That's sweet, but I'm not dressing up for you. I want to look nice for your parents so they don't think I'm a slob."
"ChiChi, my parents like you, they don't think you're a slob." Goku laughed, "Besides, you're anything but."
"Goku, you will never understand, so I'm not going to explain it."
"Oh, hey, by the way, I'm going to train with Vega tomorrow. She wants to train once more before the exhibition next weekend."
"Ok. Are you going to be gone all day?"
"We're not planning on it, but we were wondering if there was some way you could occupy Piccolo for her tomorrow."
"I'll see what I can do." She smiled as she wrapped her arms around his neck and looked up at him, "We should get going." Goku wrapped his arms around her and smiled warmly at her, then looked over at the clock. Suddenly the roles have been switched.
"What's the rush? I can fly fast." He smirked as he picked her up and kissed her. ChiChi giggled.
"Goku, I don't want to be late." She said as he set her down on their makeshift couch and leaned over her kissing her neck.
"We won't be." He said.
"Goku." She said nibbling on his ear, "I'll make you a deal."
"Oh really, what is that?" he whispered still kissing her neck and throat.
"I'll dress like this for you tomorrow night and we can continue this then." She smiled, Goku grumbled.
"You promise." He said, STILL kissing her neck.
"I promise." She smiled at him pulling his head up to meet her eyes.
"Ok." He said as he kissed her lips and then crawled off of her and on to his feet, "Let's get going then." He helped her to her feet.
"You really are a sweet heart." She said as she walked past him to the door, Goku just blushed at her words as they walked out the door.
On the other side of campus, Bulma was walking out of the library and on her way back to her dorm. She had stopped at a bench to get her dorm keys out of her bag as well as adjust the straps on her back pack. She was rummaging around her bag for a couple minute.
"Damn it, where are they?" she zipped up the main part of her back pack and opened up the front pocket, "There they are." As she was about to pull her keys out of her bag someone came up behind her and covered her eyes.
"Guess who?" someone whispered in her ear. Bulma didn't even answer before she screamed and elbowed them in the stomach. The person behind her took a couple steps back and clutched his stomach.
"DAMN WOMAN!" Vegeta coughed. Bulma turned around and aimed her mace at Vegeta, before she realized who he was.
"Vegeta!!!" she yelled, "What the Hell did you do that for?"
"I wasn't trying to scare you!" he said as he stood upright.
"You scared the shit out of me, you jerk." She yelled.
"Stop yelling!" he yelled back.
"You are such a retard." She spat at him as she picked up her bag and stomped off. Vegeta walked after her.
"Jeez, I'm sorry, I didn't think it'd scare you that much."
"That's right, Vegeta," she yelled as she turned around and stalked back towards him, "You didn't think. Did you forget about what Yamcha said to me."
"If you're that worried about Yamcha, why are you out here by yourself at night?" he smirked at her.
"I've been at the library most of the afternoon."
"If you're that frightened of Yamcha, the you should call me."
"I didn't have quarter, besides the dorm isn't that far away." She snapped at him before she turned her back on him and began to walk. Vegeta walked quickly up to her and took hold of her arm and pulled her into his arms.
"What are you doing?" she said before Vegeta planted his lips on her. In that moment all of her anger left her and she wrapped her arms around his neck.
"That." Replied Vegeta. Bulma giggled at his response and rested her head against his chest.
"I'm sorry I yelled at you." Smiled Bulma.
"It's ok, I'm sorry I scared you." He said kissing her again, "Now, I did tell you I would protect you, right?"
"Yea."
"Then, if you're ever out here and it's dark, I want you to call me. I'll meet you where ever you are, ok."
"You're sweet." She smiled.
"I am not a candy bar, I'm concerned for your safety."
"See, you're still being sweet." She giggled, Vegeta groaned at her comment.
"Whatever." Bulma took hold of his hand and the two began to walk back to the dorm.
"Umm, Vegeta, when are we going to tell everyone about us?"
"You mean you haven't?" he asked almost shocked.
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because I didn't know if you wanted people to know about us."
"Well, my father knows. As a matter of fact that's why I came to meet you up here."
"Why? He doesn't like me, does he. It's because I'm not a saiyan."
"How can he not like you, he hasn't even met you. He's coming to earth next weekend for parents weekend."
"Oh, I suppose I'll meet him then."
"You will. He wanted you and me and Piccolo and Vega to go to dinner after the days activities."
"Dinner? With the King?"
"Yea."
"OK." She said sheepishly.
"Don't be worried."
"Worried? Oh I'm not worried."
"Good." he smiled as he kissed her hand.
"I'm petrified." She studdered. Vegeta laughed.
"Of what?"
"What if I screw up? What if I don't meet his standards? What if make a fool of myself? What if I spill something on me at dinner? What if..."
"Calm down." Vegeta said as he stopped and put his hands on her shoulders, "You'll be fine. Don't forget, you're not going by yourself, I'll be there, too." Bulma took a couple of deep breaths.
"Ok, I'm calm." Vegeta kissed her forehead.
"That's my girl."
"So I'm your girl?" she smiled at him.
"Yea, you are." The two continued to walk back to the dorm.
Meanwhile, Piccolo and Vega were having a similar conversation.
"Why didn't you ask me if I wanted to go dinner with your father, instead of telling him that I would be going?"
"I told you, it wasn't a request, it was an order. I can't say no to my father. Do you want me to die?"
"He wouldn't kill you over something this trivial." He grumbled as he ate his almond chicken.
"You don't know my father."
"I don't know about this Vega."
"What is there to know about, we're going to dinner at Mange` Moi after the exhibition." Said Vega eating her Chow Lo Mien.
"This I understand, what I don't know about is meeting your father. Don't forget that we are not of the same race."
"What do I care if you're not a saiyan?" she smiled, "You're my Namek." She said as she leaned over and kissed his cheek.
"Vega, if your father would kill you for not going to dinner with him, what's he going to do to you when he find out how serious of a relationship we're in?"
"He knows." Said Vega, nonchalantly.
"Huh!"
"I told him when I went home." She giggled.
"Well thanks for informing me."
"Piccolo, you're worrying over nothing. It's just dinner."
"Ok, fine, I'll go." He growled
"Yea!" she yelled jumping into his lap and wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him.
"What do I have to do to make this run smoothly?"
"Be yourself."
"That's it. I don't have to kneel before him when I meet him."
"Well, at least bow, or something." She said, nonchalantly again
"That's it?"
"Yea, just be the man I'm falling love with." She smiled as she fed him a piece of his chicken and kissed him, "Oh yea, wear your Turban and shoulder cape."
"Why?"
"Because, I like it when you wear that." She smiled at him.
"And what are you going to be wearing?" he ask in retort.
"My royal attire, it's when I'm required to wear when I'm in my father's presence."
"You have to dress a certain way when you're around your father?"
"Yea, most of the time I'm never alone with my father. There are always guards around and I have to look like royalty. I never said that I liked it, I just follow the rules." The two continued to eat their dinner and watch TV.
"Hey, Kakarrot." She smiled as she walked in and floated on to Piccolo's bed.
"Hey." He said.
"Are we training tomorrow?" she asked.
"Do you really think that it's a good idea. I mean last week, we had a huge problem."
"Yea, I know, but I want to train with you once more before the exhibition. We won't train for that long again, for obvious reasons."
"Yea, I guess we could." Agreed Goku.
"Maybe we can get ChiChi to keep Piccolo busy while we go or something." Suggested Vega.
"There's an idea." Said Goku.
"Ok then, we'll meet tomorrow?" asked Vega.
"Yea. Same time and place." Said Goku as the door to the dorm opened and Piccolo walked in.
"Vega, what are you doing here?" asked Piccolo.
"I actually came here looking for you." She smiled as she floated off of his loft and over to him. She sweetly wrapped her arms around his neck and sweetly kissed him.
"What was that for?" he smiled down at her.
"Do I need a reason?"
"I guess not." He laughed as he kissed her forehead and she let go of his neck.
"Well, kids," teased Goku, "I have to go get ChiChi. We're going to my parents for dinner tonight."
"Oh, dinner with the parents." Laughed Vega.
"Ah, it'll be all right, my mom adores ChiChi." Smiled Goku, "Well, I'll see you guys later." With that Goku left.
"So, do you want to go out tonight?" smiled Piccolo.
"Actually, I was hoping we could stay in tonight." She replied, "We can order in, and watch some TV."
"That's fine, but why? You usually like going out."
"I know, but I don't feel like sharing you tonight." Vega smiled, "Plus I wanted to talk to you about something."
"Ok," He replied hesitantly, "What's up?"
"We'll talk about it later. I should be more worried about it than you should, but it really is nothing to worry about."
"Ok."
"Let's get some dinner." Vega smiled as she kissed his chin.
Goku was standing in the girls dorm waiting for ChiChi to get out of the bathroom.
"Come on, ChiChi, we have to go." Whined Goku.
"Goku, just wait. I want to look nice, if you don't mind."
"I don't care what you look like, you'll always be beautiful. Now, come one let's go." Goku whined some more. Just then ChiChi walked out of the bathroom wearing a long white oriental style dress with dark gray flowers patterning it. She had her hair up in a French twist with a couple locks hanging down in her face. Goku's jaw dropped.
"Aww," she smiled as she kissed him, "That's sweet, but I'm not dressing up for you. I want to look nice for your parents so they don't think I'm a slob."
"ChiChi, my parents like you, they don't think you're a slob." Goku laughed, "Besides, you're anything but."
"Goku, you will never understand, so I'm not going to explain it."
"Oh, hey, by the way, I'm going to train with Vega tomorrow. She wants to train once more before the exhibition next weekend."
"Ok. Are you going to be gone all day?"
"We're not planning on it, but we were wondering if there was some way you could occupy Piccolo for her tomorrow."
"I'll see what I can do." She smiled as she wrapped her arms around his neck and looked up at him, "We should get going." Goku wrapped his arms around her and smiled warmly at her, then looked over at the clock. Suddenly the roles have been switched.
"What's the rush? I can fly fast." He smirked as he picked her up and kissed her. ChiChi giggled.
"Goku, I don't want to be late." She said as he set her down on their makeshift couch and leaned over her kissing her neck.
"We won't be." He said.
"Goku." She said nibbling on his ear, "I'll make you a deal."
"Oh really, what is that?" he whispered still kissing her neck and throat.
"I'll dress like this for you tomorrow night and we can continue this then." She smiled, Goku grumbled.
"You promise." He said, STILL kissing her neck.
"I promise." She smiled at him pulling his head up to meet her eyes.
"Ok." He said as he kissed her lips and then crawled off of her and on to his feet, "Let's get going then." He helped her to her feet.
"You really are a sweet heart." She said as she walked past him to the door, Goku just blushed at her words as they walked out the door.
On the other side of campus, Bulma was walking out of the library and on her way back to her dorm. She had stopped at a bench to get her dorm keys out of her bag as well as adjust the straps on her back pack. She was rummaging around her bag for a couple minute.
"Damn it, where are they?" she zipped up the main part of her back pack and opened up the front pocket, "There they are." As she was about to pull her keys out of her bag someone came up behind her and covered her eyes.
"Guess who?" someone whispered in her ear. Bulma didn't even answer before she screamed and elbowed them in the stomach. The person behind her took a couple steps back and clutched his stomach.
"DAMN WOMAN!" Vegeta coughed. Bulma turned around and aimed her mace at Vegeta, before she realized who he was.
"Vegeta!!!" she yelled, "What the Hell did you do that for?"
"I wasn't trying to scare you!" he said as he stood upright.
"You scared the shit out of me, you jerk." She yelled.
"Stop yelling!" he yelled back.
"You are such a retard." She spat at him as she picked up her bag and stomped off. Vegeta walked after her.
"Jeez, I'm sorry, I didn't think it'd scare you that much."
"That's right, Vegeta," she yelled as she turned around and stalked back towards him, "You didn't think. Did you forget about what Yamcha said to me."
"If you're that worried about Yamcha, why are you out here by yourself at night?" he smirked at her.
"I've been at the library most of the afternoon."
"If you're that frightened of Yamcha, the you should call me."
"I didn't have quarter, besides the dorm isn't that far away." She snapped at him before she turned her back on him and began to walk. Vegeta walked quickly up to her and took hold of her arm and pulled her into his arms.
"What are you doing?" she said before Vegeta planted his lips on her. In that moment all of her anger left her and she wrapped her arms around his neck.
"That." Replied Vegeta. Bulma giggled at his response and rested her head against his chest.
"I'm sorry I yelled at you." Smiled Bulma.
"It's ok, I'm sorry I scared you." He said kissing her again, "Now, I did tell you I would protect you, right?"
"Yea."
"Then, if you're ever out here and it's dark, I want you to call me. I'll meet you where ever you are, ok."
"You're sweet." She smiled.
"I am not a candy bar, I'm concerned for your safety."
"See, you're still being sweet." She giggled, Vegeta groaned at her comment.
"Whatever." Bulma took hold of his hand and the two began to walk back to the dorm.
"Umm, Vegeta, when are we going to tell everyone about us?"
"You mean you haven't?" he asked almost shocked.
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because I didn't know if you wanted people to know about us."
"Well, my father knows. As a matter of fact that's why I came to meet you up here."
"Why? He doesn't like me, does he. It's because I'm not a saiyan."
"How can he not like you, he hasn't even met you. He's coming to earth next weekend for parents weekend."
"Oh, I suppose I'll meet him then."
"You will. He wanted you and me and Piccolo and Vega to go to dinner after the days activities."
"Dinner? With the King?"
"Yea."
"OK." She said sheepishly.
"Don't be worried."
"Worried? Oh I'm not worried."
"Good." he smiled as he kissed her hand.
"I'm petrified." She studdered. Vegeta laughed.
"Of what?"
"What if I screw up? What if I don't meet his standards? What if make a fool of myself? What if I spill something on me at dinner? What if..."
"Calm down." Vegeta said as he stopped and put his hands on her shoulders, "You'll be fine. Don't forget, you're not going by yourself, I'll be there, too." Bulma took a couple of deep breaths.
"Ok, I'm calm." Vegeta kissed her forehead.
"That's my girl."
"So I'm your girl?" she smiled at him.
"Yea, you are." The two continued to walk back to the dorm.
Meanwhile, Piccolo and Vega were having a similar conversation.
"Why didn't you ask me if I wanted to go dinner with your father, instead of telling him that I would be going?"
"I told you, it wasn't a request, it was an order. I can't say no to my father. Do you want me to die?"
"He wouldn't kill you over something this trivial." He grumbled as he ate his almond chicken.
"You don't know my father."
"I don't know about this Vega."
"What is there to know about, we're going to dinner at Mange` Moi after the exhibition." Said Vega eating her Chow Lo Mien.
"This I understand, what I don't know about is meeting your father. Don't forget that we are not of the same race."
"What do I care if you're not a saiyan?" she smiled, "You're my Namek." She said as she leaned over and kissed his cheek.
"Vega, if your father would kill you for not going to dinner with him, what's he going to do to you when he find out how serious of a relationship we're in?"
"He knows." Said Vega, nonchalantly.
"Huh!"
"I told him when I went home." She giggled.
"Well thanks for informing me."
"Piccolo, you're worrying over nothing. It's just dinner."
"Ok, fine, I'll go." He growled
"Yea!" she yelled jumping into his lap and wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him.
"What do I have to do to make this run smoothly?"
"Be yourself."
"That's it. I don't have to kneel before him when I meet him."
"Well, at least bow, or something." She said, nonchalantly again
"That's it?"
"Yea, just be the man I'm falling love with." She smiled as she fed him a piece of his chicken and kissed him, "Oh yea, wear your Turban and shoulder cape."
"Why?"
"Because, I like it when you wear that." She smiled at him.
"And what are you going to be wearing?" he ask in retort.
"My royal attire, it's when I'm required to wear when I'm in my father's presence."
"You have to dress a certain way when you're around your father?"
"Yea, most of the time I'm never alone with my father. There are always guards around and I have to look like royalty. I never said that I liked it, I just follow the rules." The two continued to eat their dinner and watch TV.