AN1: Techno rules.
AN4: And, of course, you know what Kublai Khan is!
DISCLAIMER: "I'm asking you if you guys are doing the right THING!" -- Chang Wufei, Endless Waltz
Rhythm: Chapter 2 - Grand Opening
Goten awoke with a start. He looked at his bedside clock and saw the time.
"10:46..." He said aloud. Goten slowly sat up, rubbing the sleep away from his eyes. That's when he remembered.
"HOLY KUBLAI KHAN ON A STICK!" He exclaimed, grabbing for his pants and a clean t-shirt. He quickly threw them on and ran down the stairs. He grabbed a cup of coffee in a blur and headed toward the club.
I can't believe I forgot! The DJ needed to be let in for setup at 10:30! I sure hope he's still there! Goten thought. He sped up and started thinking again.
B-chan... what am I feeling for her? These mixed feelings are crazy! But I can't stop them. I feel like I am going to blow up, but at the same time I feel really good. Goten smiled. I sure hope she has a good time tonight. I know how much she loves dancing...
Goten landed near the club and quickly trotted to the awaiting truck. The DJ was waiting outside, tapping his foot. It was obvious that he was annoyed. Goten offered a quick apology before unlocking the door, letting the DJ inside.
"That's where you'll be setting up," Goten told him, pointing to the raised stage a little ways off. "If you have any problems, just feel free to ask me."
The DJ nodded and proceeded to set up his equipment.
Oi... Goten mentally sighed, Long night tonight, I can feel it.
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Bra, Marron, and Pan rushed around Bra's room, trying on this, and asking about that. They were, of course, getting ready to dance. Each had their own little outfits on, and each had their light touches of make up. They looked hot, as many guys would say, and would certainly be attracting a lot of attention.
"Bra," Pan started, "Is Jon coming tonight?" Bra nodded to her friend. Pan glanced at Marron with a look of worry, who returned the same look.
"Is that why you're looking so hot tonight?" Marron asked, dismissing the worry mood. Bra shook her head.
"I think there's another guy I'm looking at..." Bra teased. She grinned as the two girls slid up next to her, grinning.
"Tell us..." They both said, simultaneously. Bra yelped and ran away, the two other girls laughing and chasing after her. Bra ran down the hall towards Trunks' room, whereupon busted through the door, without knocking. All three girls stopped in their tracks at the sight. Trunks was in his boxers, dancing.
"Oh yeah!" He sang, headphones on. He hadn't noticed the girls yet, who held back the urge to roll on the floor, laughing. Then they realized what he was singing.
"I wanna be bad with ya, baby, I wanna be bad-bad!" Trunks twirled around doing his best Willa Ford impression while he had eyes closed. Then he bumped into something. More like someone. He opened his eyes to find Bra, looking up and him and starting to laugh. He glanced and saw Marron and Pan on the floor, already laughing. Trunks turned crimson.
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Bra rubbed her butt, soothing the small twinge of pain.
"He didn't have to throw us out!" She complained. Marron and Pan also did the same.
"And I still can't believe he did it, literally!" Pan added.
"I still can't believe he was singing that song!" Marron said, laughing. All three girls laughed.
"Oh, and Bra," Pan started, "Just who is this other guy?" Bra grinned.
"Now I know I tell you two everything..." Pan and Marron just nodded, "But I'm not telling you this!" At that moment, Bra was attacked with pillows. The three girls laughed as they continued their rambunctious ways. The doorbell rang. Bra ran to get it. She opened the door.
"Hey baby," a male on the other side of the door greeted. Jon had arrived. Bra kissed him and brought him in. He took a seat on the couch while Bra made her way up to her room to finish the final preparations. Marron and Pan joined her. And with the last touches of make up, a tap on the window was heard. Bra glanced and saw Goten, hovering outside. Bra opened the window.
"Can't you use the door like everyone else?" She chuckled. Goten grinned sheepishly.
"Well, I did try Trunks' window, first, but he was dancing in his boxers and saying how he wants to be bad or something," Goten replied, shrugging. All three girls started laughing again. Goten grinned.
"Are you almost ready to go? The club opens in a half hour," Goten asked. The three girls nodded and walked out the door. Bra grabbed his arm, to where he blushed. He smiled.
"Goten, I want you to go talk to Jon," Bra said, leading him towards the living room. Goten tensed up a bit.
"B-chan," he said, "I don't think that's such a good idea. I think my opinion of him was swayed after what you told me last night." Bra closed her eyes.
"Yeah, I know," she said, "But just try to talk to him. Try to make him feeling welcome." Goten nodded.
"I'll try, B-chan," He said. Bra hugged him, taking in the smell of his cologne. She smiled.
"Thanks, Goten-kun," She said, and led him toward the living room.
Jon was standing, looking around the room. Goten walked in and felt his ki raise at the sight of him. He ignored it and offered a friendly handshake.
"Hey Jon!" Goten greeted, "What's going on?" Jon shook the hand of Goten.
"Not too much, Goten," He replied, "I'm just ready for some dancing." Goten smiled.
"Yeah, me too." Goten said. They sat on the couch.
"I'm also hoping that Bra won't be so prude tonight," Jon said, grinning. Goten went stiff.
Control... just control. You can't beat his ass. Not now. He thought.
"I'm not sure if you want to be talking about this with me, Jon," Goten said, "I'm one of Bra's best friends."
"Oh I'm sure it's fine," Jon said, "Not like you could do anything about it, anyways." Goten's blood started boiling.
"Yeah, I'm sure I couldn't," Goten replied, clenching a fist.
"Yeah Bra's always been that way," Jon said, "I wish she'd give it up, soon." Goten just about flipped out. But he controlled himself, slowly releasing anger.
"Sometimes you don't get what you wish for, Jon," Goten said, accentuating his name. He got up and left.
That sick bastard. I'm going to kill him before the night is over. I know it.
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Incredible. That's how Marron, Bra, Pan, and Trunks described the dance club while it was in full force and full house. It was packed, and it turned out that everyone loved the carefree atmosphere here. Goten grinned to himself as he watched hundreds of people dance to the music of Rhythm Emotion. The lights were mesmerizing and the music was in perfect quality. Rhythm was a success.
"Okay guys," Goten said to everyone, "Have fun!" The six dispersed through the crowd. Bra and Jon went to the dance floor, while Pan and Marron went to mingle. Goten and Trunks went to the bar.
"That Jon's a bastard, Trunks," Goten told his friend. Trunks nodded.
"I know," Trunks replied, "But I figured that Bra will deal with it her own way. I don't want to intervene."
"I may sometime soon," Goten said. Trunks turned to him with a sly look.
"Why's that? Why are you protective of Bra?" Trunks asked, grinning. Goten panicked in his mind.
"It's...it's ...it's because! Just because!" Goten blabbed. Trunks slapped him on the back.
"Don't worry, bud," He assured, "I won't tell anyone." Goten smiled.
"Thanks, Trunks," Goten said. They headed for the bar and got a couple drinks.
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The PM turned into AM, and the club was still bouncing. DJ Sammy's Heaven was just finishing up, and Goten stepped onto the stage. He grabbed a mic and switched it on. Some light beat music played in the background. Goten grinned.
"Thanks for coming tonight, everyone!" Goten said, causing everyone in the club to cheer. He continued.
"Since you're all so wonderful guests, I'd like to give you a little treat!" Goten grinned and pointed to the DJ, who put on a fast beat techno song. Darude's Sandstorm blasted through the speakers. Goten glanced at Bra, who was smiling at him. He winked and she shook her head. Goten hopped off the stage and tossed the mic to the DJ. Goten started to breakdance.
A circle soon formed around him as people watched him spin and slide all over the floor. He looked awesome, and everyone was cheering him on. A few girls on the side started yelling "Take it off, baby!" to him, which received a chuckle from the dancing Goten.
Goten flipped several times before spinning around, kicking his legs out every which way. Everyone clapped to the beat as Goten finished up towards the end of the song. The song ended and the crowd went nuts.
Goten took a quick bow before heading over to his friends' table. Marron, Pan, Bra, Jon, and Trunks all relaxed as the night wore down. Goten bought them a round of drinks and went back to work. Jon and Bra got up.
"I'll be back, guys," Bra said, "I need to talk to Jon." Pan and Marron didn't like the look they had on their faces. They were about to have another fight, and they knew it.
Goten sat behind the bar and watched as Jon and Bra walked off, towards the back door. They stopped at the door and started talking. Goten felt Bra's ki rise, and he knew they were having a verbal battle. Goten started to look away, but something caught his eye. A hand movement. It was quick, but Goten felt the sting. He felt the pain. And he wasn't the one who got smacked.
Jon held his hand in a backhand position. Bra held her face, feeling the sting. Tears escaped from her eyes as looked up at Jon.
"Now, how about we go home, Bra?" Jon said, commanding. Bra shook her head.
"Come on Bra, you know you want it," Jon made a grab for her waist, but he was stopped. A hand had grabbed his shoulder. He turned around to find Goten.
"What the fuck do you want?" Jon asked Goten. Goten smiled.
"Oh nothing," He started, "I just wanted you to know I'm about to kick the living shit out of you." Jon chuckled.
"Like you could do that..." And with that, Jon swung at Goten, who didn't move. The punch hit, full force. Square in the cheek, Jon buried his fist. Goten didn't move. He never stopped smirking, actually.
The punch had no effect at all. Except on Jon, who was now holding his fist in agony.
"Fuck this guy," Jon said, "Come on Bra, we're going home." He grabbed onto her arm, and she cried out in pain. Goten lost it.
He was on him like white on a polar bear drinking a glass of milk and eating rice on a paper plate in a snowstorm. In other words, he was kicking Jon's ass. Punches were flying all over the place, all from Goten.
Goten finally stopped when he felt Bra's hand on his shoulder.
"He's been beaten enough, Goten," She said, calming him. Goten nodded, and looked at the bloodied Jon sternly.
"If you don't want a repeat of tonight, Jon, then I suggest you get the hell out of here and don't show up around myself or Bra ever again." Goten said.
Jon limped out of the club. Everyone started clapping as Goten brushed his fist off.
"Are you okay?" He asked Bra. She nodded and hugged him.
"I've been lying to myself. I guess I never loved him like I thought I did," She whispered in his ear. Goten nodded.
"Things happen that way sometimes." Goten replied. He walked toward the bar and got a Mike's Hard Lemonade. He walked back over to Bra. He held the cold bottle to her face, soothing the bruised cheek. She smiled and Goten found himself lost in her eyes.
"Goten, come to the DJ stand," was heard on the loudspeaker, causing him to break his train of thought and find himself in Bra's eyes.
"This is for you, B-chan," Goten said, handing her the Mike's, "I know how you like this stuff." She smiled and thanked him. Goten trotted to the DJ stage.
"Thank you, Goten-kun," Bra said, to herself.
End Chapter 2
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