I'm ill! Got it? I L L! I've been ill for four days! KAMI! A STOMACH BUG
FOR FOUR DAYS! *whines* Okay… I'll get on with the fic now, but don't
expect it to be brilliant! 'cuz I feel like I'm gonna' hurl!
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Three Diamonds
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Farewell?
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"Gokuuuuuuu! Gokuuuuuuuu! Where ARE you? You lazy baka!?" Bulma whined, looking around for the missing saiyan. "Goku! I need to TALK to you!"
A head popped out from some bushes. She jumped back before recognising the blond spikes.
"Hi!" The head said. Goku stood up- in his arms he held a bucket of rice and a pale of milk. With his leaf covered tail he held a few radishes.
"What are you sittin' round on the floor for?" He asked innocently, looking at the freaked out girl. "Why are ya' pulling such a funny face?" He kneeled down so that his face was mere inches from hers. He looked confusedly into her eyes.
"I- uh- uh…" Bulma stuttered. She was now no longer shocked from his sudden appearance, but from his handsome visage mere inches from hers. Before she could say anything though, he grinned and popped a radish in her mouth.
"EW! P'YAAAUH!" Bulma jumped up from the saiyan and spat it out. She cringed at the bitter and unexpected taste. Fuming, she turned back to the blond-haired nomad.
"What was THAT for!" She screeched, wiping her mouth. Goku grinned at her "You didn't move! So I gave you some Raditz!"
Bulma stared at him "You mean RADISH" she glared at him, even as he stood and gained height on her.
"O ja!" The saiyan beamed "Sorry… I just had anotha' of those word mixin' up things! I'll haveta' look into that later! Just like granpa' told me to!"
Bulma's demeanour changed, and she looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"…?…"
Goku ignored her silent question, and continued what he was saying.
"I've got us some stuff for lunch!" He grinned "We can have som' Sushi and a rice-coated fillet of fish! Yummy huh? Sushi is one of my favourites cuz' ya don't haveta' cook it- well… unless you include the rice!" He stated, holding out the bucket of rice slightly forward to allow her to see. Bulma blinked at the saiyan, new curiosity overtaking her.
"Where did you get these things? - I mean… you couldn't have-"
Goku beamed again "grew'd dem!" He pointed to a distant hillside which seemed covered in crops "Over there" He watched as she squinted at the distant peak.
"How did you get all the way over there and back in such a short time… I mean… I know you can run at 310 but- that's a bit far!"
Goku grinned down at her "I flew." He stated simply, enjoying himself as the girl's eyes bugged out. He turned away from her and headed into his home. At the last moment he turned back and eyebrow raised. "Are you comin' in or what?" He asked. Bulma regained her composure before heading quickly back into the house. She looked around and shrugged her shoulders, bored without anything to do. Instead she took the DragonRader out of her pocket. The girl switched it on before falling over in shock "NA-NANI!?" She screeched, falling backwards and tripping on-to the couch- the Dragonball was- 2 meters away! She couldn't believe it- GOKU had the Dragonball. She turned to look at the man with a shocked expression on her face.
"Whad' I do?" He asked, looking puzzled.
"Dr-Dra- dra.." Bulma mumbled incoherently, before standing and staring at the beeping radar. She turned to look in the direction of the Dragonball.. it was coming from the room Goku had forbidden her to go into. She took a step towards it, hand extended- then a larger hand grabbed her wrist.
"No…" Goku growled, his eyes narrowing. But Bulma wasn't the type to step down.
"Why can't I go in there?" She demanded, wrenching her hand free, and reaching for the door again.
"I said NO!" Goku hissed, grabbing both of her hands and holding them above her head, he pressed her back into the door.
"Why not?" Bulma glared, despite her position. She slowly slipped a foot out of her shoe, arching it up without his notice to the door handle.
"That's granpa's special room…" Goku replied, his turquoise eyes still small slits. He pressed her up more firmly to the door so she wouldn't try anything. He didn't notice the foot and the handle until it was too late, and both of them went hurtling into the forbidden room.
Goku blinked, his form laying heavily on Bulma's. He rose to his knees and looked around- as if he'd never seen the room before.
Bulma herself sat up too, after being squashed. She looked around in disgust.
"EWW! Porno magazines- EVERYWHERE!" She covered her eyes, and Goku continued to look around in awe.
"Is- this his training place? Why's it gots' tons of people with butts on their chests in it?" He looked round innocently- different from the mood he was in a moment ago. He looked around a bit more before he noticed the ball in the middle of the room. "What's this?" He asked, picking the strange item up and examining it. Bulma finally got the courage to uncover her eyes and came to see what Goku was talking about.
"It's- it's a Dragonball!" She cheered, grabbing the item from Goku's clutches. She held it proudly and rushed from the room, picking up a bag and pulling out two other balls.
"YES! It IS! Now I can go and find the others!" She congratulated herself, before noticing a pouting Goku.
"Does that mean- you're going to leave?" He asked, not looking her in the eyes.
Bulma nodded happily- then noticed the saddened look of the saiyan's face.
"Are you going to take granpa's Dragonball with you, too?" He asked, gaze still on the floor.
Bulma nodded, unsure. She was the first human contact this man had except for his granpa. She had stayed with him for one day- and now was going to take away one of his grandfather's last possessions. She felt a twinge of guilt and remorse overcome her heart as she watched the saiyan turn to leave the room…
"WAIT!"
Goku turned back round, a puzzled expression over his face- but it was still in the shadow of sadness.
Bulma looked round nervously. "You can - uh- come with me- if you'd like… you know? Out on the road- we could meet some new people." She stopped as she noticed the smile on the man's handsome visage. He nodded in reply to her question- and before she noticed it he caught her in a hug.
Bulma blushed as her cheek came into contact with his chest. She then noticed the happy rumbling sound that he was emitting- and the next thing she felt was hot breath that seemed to be closing in on her neck. She pushed the saiyan away slightly freaked.
"Wha-"
"Shh.." The saiyan replied- eyes hazy- then as suddenly as it began- it stopped. Goku snapped out of whatever trance he had been in. He stepped back blushing.
Bulma shrugged it off while fighting her own blush. She capsulated her wardrobe and items, and turned back to Goku.
"You better get some clothes or prized items and stuff- maybe even harvest some food with your appetite. If you bring it back here I'll put it in a hoi-poi and we can take it with us…"
The saiyan nodded again in reply- before dashing out of the house. Bulma rushed after him- but all she managed to catch was a huge burst of golden energy and wind as he disappeared from her vision. She began to ponder if he was even human… she knew she'd have to ask things about him- maybe if she could discover his past, she would know who and what he was.
The blue-haired girl sat down on the couch in the middle of the room. Her mind drifted from one item to the next- all about the man that was to accompany her on her journey. She closed her eyes in deep thought- but her mind strayed to the hot breath she had felt on her neck- and the body that held her close… she had to admit it now- he was quite the looker and had this -air- that everything would be okay and you could be yourself around him. Her thoughts were interrupted as he poked his face into hers again. She fell off the back off the sofa in shock. He giggled.
"Man Bulma! You're so funny when you do that!"
She glared at him, before bursting out laughing herself.
"Are you ready?" She managed, before she broke again.
Goku grinned and nodded affirmative. They stood, locked up the house- and with one final look, bid it good-bye.
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Sorry if it's confusing- but Goku in this fic is currently a mystery- but I'm not giving out any hints! Answers to some questions should be in the next chapter- but now- a plug!
http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=756082 My Best Friend's Wedding
by TrUnKsGuRl
'This is a G/B fic kinda based on the movie of the same title. Bulma finds out her best friend and only love is getting married in three days. What will she do to get him?'
PG - Romance
I giggled all the time I was reading this- so you KNOW it's good! ALL GOOD!
O yah! And before I forget a liddle' plug on my own!
Go see my website www.geocities.com/son_nekoni - Odd Couples.inc! *grins* and submit stuff to there- onegai? You know I'll love ya' if ya do!
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Three Diamonds
-o-o-o-o-o-
Farewell?
-o-o-o-o-o-
"Gokuuuuuuu! Gokuuuuuuuu! Where ARE you? You lazy baka!?" Bulma whined, looking around for the missing saiyan. "Goku! I need to TALK to you!"
A head popped out from some bushes. She jumped back before recognising the blond spikes.
"Hi!" The head said. Goku stood up- in his arms he held a bucket of rice and a pale of milk. With his leaf covered tail he held a few radishes.
"What are you sittin' round on the floor for?" He asked innocently, looking at the freaked out girl. "Why are ya' pulling such a funny face?" He kneeled down so that his face was mere inches from hers. He looked confusedly into her eyes.
"I- uh- uh…" Bulma stuttered. She was now no longer shocked from his sudden appearance, but from his handsome visage mere inches from hers. Before she could say anything though, he grinned and popped a radish in her mouth.
"EW! P'YAAAUH!" Bulma jumped up from the saiyan and spat it out. She cringed at the bitter and unexpected taste. Fuming, she turned back to the blond-haired nomad.
"What was THAT for!" She screeched, wiping her mouth. Goku grinned at her "You didn't move! So I gave you some Raditz!"
Bulma stared at him "You mean RADISH" she glared at him, even as he stood and gained height on her.
"O ja!" The saiyan beamed "Sorry… I just had anotha' of those word mixin' up things! I'll haveta' look into that later! Just like granpa' told me to!"
Bulma's demeanour changed, and she looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"…?…"
Goku ignored her silent question, and continued what he was saying.
"I've got us some stuff for lunch!" He grinned "We can have som' Sushi and a rice-coated fillet of fish! Yummy huh? Sushi is one of my favourites cuz' ya don't haveta' cook it- well… unless you include the rice!" He stated, holding out the bucket of rice slightly forward to allow her to see. Bulma blinked at the saiyan, new curiosity overtaking her.
"Where did you get these things? - I mean… you couldn't have-"
Goku beamed again "grew'd dem!" He pointed to a distant hillside which seemed covered in crops "Over there" He watched as she squinted at the distant peak.
"How did you get all the way over there and back in such a short time… I mean… I know you can run at 310 but- that's a bit far!"
Goku grinned down at her "I flew." He stated simply, enjoying himself as the girl's eyes bugged out. He turned away from her and headed into his home. At the last moment he turned back and eyebrow raised. "Are you comin' in or what?" He asked. Bulma regained her composure before heading quickly back into the house. She looked around and shrugged her shoulders, bored without anything to do. Instead she took the DragonRader out of her pocket. The girl switched it on before falling over in shock "NA-NANI!?" She screeched, falling backwards and tripping on-to the couch- the Dragonball was- 2 meters away! She couldn't believe it- GOKU had the Dragonball. She turned to look at the man with a shocked expression on her face.
"Whad' I do?" He asked, looking puzzled.
"Dr-Dra- dra.." Bulma mumbled incoherently, before standing and staring at the beeping radar. She turned to look in the direction of the Dragonball.. it was coming from the room Goku had forbidden her to go into. She took a step towards it, hand extended- then a larger hand grabbed her wrist.
"No…" Goku growled, his eyes narrowing. But Bulma wasn't the type to step down.
"Why can't I go in there?" She demanded, wrenching her hand free, and reaching for the door again.
"I said NO!" Goku hissed, grabbing both of her hands and holding them above her head, he pressed her back into the door.
"Why not?" Bulma glared, despite her position. She slowly slipped a foot out of her shoe, arching it up without his notice to the door handle.
"That's granpa's special room…" Goku replied, his turquoise eyes still small slits. He pressed her up more firmly to the door so she wouldn't try anything. He didn't notice the foot and the handle until it was too late, and both of them went hurtling into the forbidden room.
Goku blinked, his form laying heavily on Bulma's. He rose to his knees and looked around- as if he'd never seen the room before.
Bulma herself sat up too, after being squashed. She looked around in disgust.
"EWW! Porno magazines- EVERYWHERE!" She covered her eyes, and Goku continued to look around in awe.
"Is- this his training place? Why's it gots' tons of people with butts on their chests in it?" He looked round innocently- different from the mood he was in a moment ago. He looked around a bit more before he noticed the ball in the middle of the room. "What's this?" He asked, picking the strange item up and examining it. Bulma finally got the courage to uncover her eyes and came to see what Goku was talking about.
"It's- it's a Dragonball!" She cheered, grabbing the item from Goku's clutches. She held it proudly and rushed from the room, picking up a bag and pulling out two other balls.
"YES! It IS! Now I can go and find the others!" She congratulated herself, before noticing a pouting Goku.
"Does that mean- you're going to leave?" He asked, not looking her in the eyes.
Bulma nodded happily- then noticed the saddened look of the saiyan's face.
"Are you going to take granpa's Dragonball with you, too?" He asked, gaze still on the floor.
Bulma nodded, unsure. She was the first human contact this man had except for his granpa. She had stayed with him for one day- and now was going to take away one of his grandfather's last possessions. She felt a twinge of guilt and remorse overcome her heart as she watched the saiyan turn to leave the room…
"WAIT!"
Goku turned back round, a puzzled expression over his face- but it was still in the shadow of sadness.
Bulma looked round nervously. "You can - uh- come with me- if you'd like… you know? Out on the road- we could meet some new people." She stopped as she noticed the smile on the man's handsome visage. He nodded in reply to her question- and before she noticed it he caught her in a hug.
Bulma blushed as her cheek came into contact with his chest. She then noticed the happy rumbling sound that he was emitting- and the next thing she felt was hot breath that seemed to be closing in on her neck. She pushed the saiyan away slightly freaked.
"Wha-"
"Shh.." The saiyan replied- eyes hazy- then as suddenly as it began- it stopped. Goku snapped out of whatever trance he had been in. He stepped back blushing.
Bulma shrugged it off while fighting her own blush. She capsulated her wardrobe and items, and turned back to Goku.
"You better get some clothes or prized items and stuff- maybe even harvest some food with your appetite. If you bring it back here I'll put it in a hoi-poi and we can take it with us…"
The saiyan nodded again in reply- before dashing out of the house. Bulma rushed after him- but all she managed to catch was a huge burst of golden energy and wind as he disappeared from her vision. She began to ponder if he was even human… she knew she'd have to ask things about him- maybe if she could discover his past, she would know who and what he was.
The blue-haired girl sat down on the couch in the middle of the room. Her mind drifted from one item to the next- all about the man that was to accompany her on her journey. She closed her eyes in deep thought- but her mind strayed to the hot breath she had felt on her neck- and the body that held her close… she had to admit it now- he was quite the looker and had this -air- that everything would be okay and you could be yourself around him. Her thoughts were interrupted as he poked his face into hers again. She fell off the back off the sofa in shock. He giggled.
"Man Bulma! You're so funny when you do that!"
She glared at him, before bursting out laughing herself.
"Are you ready?" She managed, before she broke again.
Goku grinned and nodded affirmative. They stood, locked up the house- and with one final look, bid it good-bye.
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Sorry if it's confusing- but Goku in this fic is currently a mystery- but I'm not giving out any hints! Answers to some questions should be in the next chapter- but now- a plug!
http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=756082 My Best Friend's Wedding
by TrUnKsGuRl
'This is a G/B fic kinda based on the movie of the same title. Bulma finds out her best friend and only love is getting married in three days. What will she do to get him?'
PG - Romance
I giggled all the time I was reading this- so you KNOW it's good! ALL GOOD!
O yah! And before I forget a liddle' plug on my own!
Go see my website www.geocities.com/son_nekoni - Odd Couples.inc! *grins* and submit stuff to there- onegai? You know I'll love ya' if ya do!