Ok, so I'm posting like, the next two chapters because, if I was reading this is would really want something to happen.

Disclaimer: Hey, you'll never guess…I didn't buy DBZ in the last, two days…

A/N: I had a lot of trouble writing this chapter because, if this situation had occurred, there is no way in hell I would have sent Goten away. P.S. If anyone would like a lemon, tell me so I can write it. If not, I'll just keep posting.

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Chapter 9 I'm so dumb

To say the least, Trunks and Goten were a smash hit at our group gathering. I could tell they liked being the center of attention. However, the Supreme Kai was royally pissed off the next day when he came to get us all. He didn't say anything, but I could tell.

Anyway, so now I'm fighting Cat. Just sparring, you know.

"Kick me harder! I know you can do it!" I yelled at her and promptly hit a mountain. I retaliated and she hit the ground. We duked it out for a few more minutes till we got tired. What can we say, it's really hard to beat up your best friend for any extended amount of time. That was the hardest thing to get the Saiyans to understand, how you can't just beat a person until you both almost die. They didn't get it.

So Cat and I got tired of it and decided to go do some ballet. Now that we had our toe shoes and leotards and such, we tried to get in at least two hours everyday. Bulma had even installed a complete ballet studio in Capsule Corp. for us. Unfortunately, it was right next to the gravity room. It totally kills the ballet mood to hear random bangs, punches, and cussing coming from next door. But Cat and I did it.

When we came out, almost as sweaty as if we had been sparring, Vegeta and Gohan were coming out of the gravity room. They just looked at us surprised. "You haven't even been fighting, why are you so tired?" Vegeta asked. I rolled my eyes. "There are other forms of exercise besides beating the crap out of each other for all day long. We've been doing ballet."

"Is that where all the disgusting music is coming from?"

"It's Mozart. And yes. Tomorrow we'll do jazz and see how you respond to Nickelback." Cat said.

"I'm still intrigued by this ballet. You've been home for a week and you haven't shown us any yet." Gohan said.

"Well, since you people never stop sparring, we couldn't think of an appropriate time to ask." I said.

"Well, I still want to see it, if you get your fighting technique from it." Vegeta growled.

"Ok, we'll ask about it at dinner. Right now, we're going to go shower." Then we left, because Vegeta was really getting on my nerves. We still hadn't quite gotten over our original argument. And it really didn't help that he still had a grudge against me for beating him the first time. Oh well. I hadn't even tried to encroach on him.

In the shower, I almost screamed when the hot water hit my cuts from sparring. And it was only against Cat. Ugg. Yuck. Dude. I loved fighting, I just wish it didn't involve so much pain.

At dinner, Vegeta brought up the ballet again. He made a such a big deal about the fact that we hadn't shown them ballet that it was almost ridiculous. I could see by the looks on the others face that they thought the same thing. "Calm down, Vegeta. I bet if you ask nice, they will show us." Bulma said.

"Seven o'clock, ballet studio. Be there or be square." I said.

Goku looked down at himself. "I'm not square."

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I don't think I had ever been more nervous doing ballet than that night. It was so weird, doing ballet in front of the DBZ gang. And I could tell that they didn't really understand in the beginning, mostly because they arrived during warm-ups when we weren't really doing anything. But when the Rose Adagio came tearing through the room and Cat and I took off on our toes, they were entranced. During the Black Swan solo when I did thirty- two fouettes on pointe, their jaws were on the floor. For anyone who doesn't know, a fouette is possibly the hardest thing to do on pointe. You have to balance your entire body on one foot while you whip the other one around. It's so hard. By the time we were done, we were both heaving from exhaustion.

Goten walked me back to my room. "That was so impressive! I can see how you two got so good from that. It's really difficult!" He continued on like this for several more minutes. When we got to my door, he pulled my into his arms and kissed me. I was surprised for a second, and then realized how good it felt. He opened the door to my room and laid my down on my bed. It started to get a little heavy at that point.

I realized that this was not the right thing to be happening, so I pushed him from off of me. "No, Goten. Not yet." He just looked at me. "Why not? I know Trunks and Cat…" I just shook my head. "I'm not Cat. And you are not Trunks. This is not our time." Goten continued to stare at me, then stood up and left without a word. I watched him go. Once he was gone, I flung myself over and screamed into my pillow. "I AM SO STUUUUUPPPPPPPPIIIIIIIIDDDDDDDD! I just rejected GOTEN!" Oh Cat, I need you here. To my surprise, Cat showed up right then. "I heard you calling me. What's wrong? I passed Goten on the way here and he looked mad as hell. I saw him go into the gravity room. Trunks followed him. What happened?"

"I sent him away. We were getting a little to into it a little too much and I told him that this wasn't right and made him leave and I don't know why and I think I just panicked and Cat, it was really dumb wasn't it? I blubbered.

"Oh, Liz. You are so funny. No, I wouldn't worry about it. It's your decision, and if you aren't ready, don't do it. Goten will get over it, if you mean anything to him." Cat said.

"Do you really think so?"

"Oh yeah. Just wait until tomorrow. He'll be fine."

But Goten didn't talk to me the next day. Or the day after that. Or the day after that. Truth be told, it was weeks before he talked to me again. But that is for the next chapter.