This story is dedicated to my loyal wife FairDrea. Everyone you better be nice to her or I will send myself and Vegeta to beat up! I do not own DBZ or SM. SM will be in the next chapter. Please as always R&R...but if you are going to Flame this story please for the sake of my sanity and anybody else's make sure you know what you are talking about! That is all I ask. But anywho onwards with the story!!! Oh yeah a couple more things Club No. 99, Drea, and Keiko are all mine creations any similitaries to anyone who do own these names are mere coincidences. If you would like to use them please ask permission. If you don't and I catch you I will be very terribly upset and set my raptors upon you! Also Taro is another character I own/made and so you still have to ask permission to use him!
Ages
Drea---20
Keiko--20
Vegeta--22
Taro--25
A/N--This is no Cell, there was no Buu, and Vegeta became a good guy after landing on Earth and saw how beautiful it was! If you got a problem with that go talk to that handy wall who gives a damn about you. But other than that I hope you enjoy it!
~Disaster Strikes~
"Drea? Hey Drea? Drea damnit wake-up!!!" Drea looked up at the sound of her friend's voice and yawned slightly.
"Yeah yeah. What do you want?" Her friend shook her head cascading her long black hair slightly over her face and she sighed loudly.
"Damnit Drea. This is the third time you've fallin asleep at work! Do you want to get yourself fired?" Drea shrugged her shoulders and stretched slightly. Reaching up she scratched her head and tied her long silvery blond hair into a loose ponytail.
"I don't care anymore Keiko! This job is so boring. All we do here is wait for someone to call about their stupid plant orders. So far we have had no calls in the past hour!" Keiko looked into her friend's gray/blue eyes before sitting down next to her.
"Yeah I guess your right Drea. But you just came from America remember? And you need this job. You pay for half the bills to you know." Drea nodded her head slowly closing her eyes and breathing in deeply.
"Sometimes I think I made a stupid mistake coming to Japan." Keiko frowned slightly and her dark green eyes grew darker with anger.
"Sometimes I think you are such a baka onna! Coming to Japan has been a lifetime goal for you and you finally get here and all you do is whine about America! Drea you are 20 years old and you need to act like it! Life was never meant to be fun you know. We all have to work hard." Drea smiled at her friend and laughed lightly.
"Jeez Keiko when did you turn all serious on me?" Keiko's slightly tanned face flushed with embarrasment.
"Oh Drea. You know I am not serious all the time. Hell I hate this job as much as you do..." A very loud sound made them both jump and turn to stare at their short boss. He was middle aged, his gut hung over his pants, and he was balding.
"Well if you two ladies don't like this job then I suggest that you leave immediately. We don't need that kind of attitude here! Go and clean up your stuff and I want you two out of here in 10 minutes." They both stared at him, mouths hung slightly open, as they tried to argue with him to give them another chance but he would not listen to them. Grumbling they both began to pack their things and gave their ex-boss death stares as they finished packing. With everything gone from their desks they proceeded out the door and they both turned and stuck out their tongues at their old boss. He grew angered and came at them but they were quickly out the door.
"Damnit Drea. This really really really sucks. We needed this job too!" Drea only nodded at her friend as they took the train back to their apartment. Once they got inside Drea went to her room and Keiko sighed heavily before going to take a shower. After an hour passed Keiko came back from the shower dressed in a pair of tight black pants, 2 inch heel black boots, and a tight black shirt. The only color to her outfit was the gold chain link belt. Her black hair was kept down and she wore dark make-up. Today she was in a bad mood and she was going to make sure everyone else knew it. Going to Drea's door she knocked on it and heard a quiet 'what' from the other side.
"Hey Drea I was thinking since we don't have to work in the morning we should go clubbing." She waited patiently for an answer.
"I don't know...."
"Please Drea."
"Alright when do you want to go?" Keiko could hear her moving around and she smiled to herself.
"We can go at eight."
"Great. Okay I'm going to go work out for a little bit and I'll meet you back here then?"
"Sure! See you later Drea. Try not to hurt the others too much will you?" She could hear Drea laughing as she walked outside to go to the park to do some writing. Drea smiled to herself as she heard their front door close. She sometimes wondered how Keiko got her into such things. Shaking her head slightly she changed from her work outfit into a pair of blue biker shorts and a matching sports bra. Tying her hair into a high ponytai,l she put her sneakers on, and walked out of her room. The sun shone brightly through the windows as if inviting her to come out and play. Smiling broadly she did just that. Making sure the door was locked she began to jog to the gym that was located a few blocks away. She heard the usual hellos and she smiled or waved as she entered the gym. The glass doors swung shut as she walked quickly over to the treadmill to warm up her legs. Putting on the headphones that were connected to the machine and began to sing along to herself. After a half hour passed she wiped the sweat from her brow as she got off the treadmill. Getting a quick drink she went to the further levels of the gym where the punching bags and rings were located. Stretching slightly she began to furiously pound the punching bag and made several kicks towards it. Sweat poured off her honey colored skin and her muscles began to warm up to her moves. She hadn't noticed a man about her height watching her every move. She would have never noticed him at all if he didn't come over to her and break her concentration. Glaring at him she smirked slightly as the man who looked about her age asked to spar with her. Nodding her head they both in the ring. Each went over the rules and then they stood sizing each other up. Drea couldn't help but think how hot he was. His muscles were covered in a thin layer of sweat. His hair was black and cut close to his head. His eyes drew her though, they were coal black, and one could lose themselves in them forever if not too careful. He came at her with a quick backflip and roundhouse kick and she easily blocked the moves. She wondered how advanced along he was.
Throwing in punch for punch, kick for kick, neither one backed down. She was sweating more and she noticed how he looked like he didn't even work that hard. He wasn't even breathing hard. Frustrated by this she again went after him with a low ground sweep and she was surprised when he was behind her and knocking her into the ground. Grumbling she stood up and frowned as he smirked at her. This was getting irritating and she came at him again but this time instead of punching like he thought she would she stood on her hands and grabbed him between her legs and threw him against the ring's ropes. She gave him that same smirk that he gave to her earlier and she heard him growl low in his throat. She could feel her stomach tightening with the sound. Her blood flowed quickly as she saw his eyes flare with anger and she could have sworn that turned to a shade of blue before changing to black. Heart beating quickly she watched as he came at her and threw in punches that she could barely deflect. Sometimes he would land in blows other times she was lucky to get in one punch with the onslaught that he was raining down on her. Adrenalin pumping through her veins she flipped quickly away from him and stared at him before rushing low at him and stop just centimeters from hitting him. What surprised him next was how she dropped to a one hand stand and spun quickly doing a round house kick upside down. Caught off guard by this move the man quickly fell to the ground. He glared at her as he wiped away the blood that trickled at the side of his mouth.
"Your good onna." Drea only smirked.
"I could say the same about you." He winked at her as he took off the wife beater shirt that he was wearing. Each scar and muscle moved as he stretched and rolled his shoulders. Cracking his neck he stared at her as she gaped at him. Quickly shutting her mouth she glared at him.
"Want to go again onna?" Drea stared at him and nodded her head. As he began to approach her she shook her head.
"I won't fight till I know who you are." He nodded his head.
"Vegeta." She smiled and told him her name was 'Drea'. They both went at each other again. Each move more fluid. Almost surreal. Drea never felt more challenged in all her life than fighting with this man. Her heart fluttered as she stared at his muscular chest and wondered what he would be like and she shakes her head before she can continue that thought. She barely catches the punch that would have nearly knocked her out. Fighting with more determination she put her all into it. For a moment she thought she was going to beat him until she was surprised when he did another disappearing trick and appeared behind her. Eyes wide she could not deflect the blow that came to her back. Groaning loudly she fell to the ground and watched as he stood above her with that same stupid smirk on his face. Frowning slightly she closed her eyes and sucked in a deep breath and was surprised when she opened her eyes that he had his hand lowered to help her up. Smiling slightly she took his hand and was surprised again with how easily he helped her to her feet.
"Good fight." Vegeta told her with no emotion. She stared at him and nodded her head.
"Yeah. Great fight. Where'd you learn to move so fast?" She asked him as she winced at the pain that came from her lower back. Great how was she going to dance with a bad back? Vegeta watched her move and could see the pain that she was in. Sighing inwardly he walked to her and picked her up and out of the ring. Placing her on the bench he went and retrieved a heat pack. Placing it on her back she sighed from the relief. Taking off the heat pack he began to rub her lower back and she groaned in pleasure. There was nothing like having a hot guy rub your back for you. Vegeta's eyes glazed slightly as he moved his hands along her sweaty back. He could feel her stiff muscles begin to loosen and he could hear her breathing slowly. Her eyes closed and relaxed. Suddenly her eyes flew open and she looked at the clock on the wall. It read 7:16. Swearing to herself she stood up quickly and smiled at Vegeta.
"I have to get going. I promised my friend that I would go out clubbing with her tonight." Vegeta's eyes roamed over her body before shrugging.
"Want a ride?"
"No. It's okay. It's only a few blocks away. Hey maybe you would like to come with us?" She prayed with all her might that he would say yes. He nodded his head slowly.
"Yeah I'll go. Which club are you going to?" She was jumping for joy mentally as she quickly informed him that they were going to 'Club No. 99'. He nodded his head and told her that he would meet her there. Nodding quickly she ran from the gym and made it in time to have half an hour to shower and change. Keiko looked at her oddly as she heard Drea muttering about finding somthing sexy to wear.
"Hey Drea, what's going on?" Drea stopped her mumbling and stared at her friend with large eyes.
"Keiko. I think I've met the man of my dreams. And he's coming to the club with us tonight. Well actually he said he would meet us there. Oh my god Keiko you have to meet him. He is so drool worthy!" Keiko laughed as her friend rambled on. Shaking her head she had changed from the black outfit that she was wearing to a black mini-skirt with glow in the dark fish net stockings, knee high boots, and a black belly showing wrap around shirt. Her make-up was done so that it barely showed and her hair was pulled into two braided pig tails. Drea looked her up and down and pouted.
"How come you can wear whatever the hell you want to and still look good in it." Keiko laughed.
"Comes with the territory of having this georgous body!" Drea grinned and shook her head before rummaging through her closets. After several minutes she came out dressed in a pair of hip riding flare jeans, a dark purple spaghetti strapped shirt that showed her belly button ring, she wore low heeled black boots and her hair was left down. Drea ran to the bathroom to do some last minute make-up work and Keiko sat on the couch to wait for her friend to come out of the bathroom. When Keiko thought she couldn't wait anymore, Drea came out of the bathroom, and Keiko gave her a low whistle of approval. Her make-up was smoking. She looked sultry and innocent at the same time.
"And I thought I was the only in the world who could pull off looking good!" Drea grinned at her friend and looped her arm through hers as they walked out of their apartment and hailed a taxi. In less than a minutes time a taxi came and they directed him to their destination. Drea's heart beat faster as she saw the club loom up closer to them. This club was exclusive and they did not let just everybody in. But because Keiko's brother owned the place they were always allowed in. A friend of Keiko's was a friend of Taro's. Keiko paid for the taxi and then walked out of it dragging Drea along with her. They walked up to the bouncer and Keiko grinned and said hello as he let them in. Keiko and Drea were quickly greeted by Taro as he handed them their free drinks. Keiko and Taro talked quickly and Drea watched the moving mass of bodies on the dance floor. Taro watched her and smiled at her as she turned her gaze back to him. He was a lady's man. Everyone wanted to be with Taro but Drea and that's what made him like her. She was beautiful for an American and he wanted her but he would never face his sister's wrath. Drea asked him if he would let a man named Vegeta in and he nodded his head. He would do anything of course to make sure she was happy. Drea wasn't really comfortable around Taro because she knew of his desire for her. Hell she remembered the many nights that he sent her gifts and asked her to go out with him and everytime she refused. After they were done talking Drea and Keiko headed to the dance floor and joined the moving mass. The beat played loud and fast and soon Drea was caught up in the hypnotic sway of moving to the music.
Hips swirling, arms moving in an their aireal dance, eyes closed, rythm taking control of what to do, an exotic pattern of movement. Drea was lost to all thought. She even forgot for a moment why she was there. It didn't matter as the music played on. Faster the beat went and soon she was sweating from all the movement and the close heat from the other people. Her eyes fluttered open as she felt strong hands place themselves upon her hips as they swayed. In front of her stood Vegeta. He was wearing a pair of skater pants and a black shirt that clung to his body. Trying not to drool from the image before her she smirked as she made the dance more erotic. Bringing her body closer to his. She could hear him breathing hard as she weaved her body in directions that had him barely touching her. He danced to the music as well (A/N: Yes Vegeta can dance so poo on you who never thought he could get his groove on too!) trying to bring them even closer. The beat slowed and sped up again and slowed once more. It was agonizing to be this close without touching but she had enough will power to keep their bodies grazing close enough. They never noticed how her friend looked at them every now and then and smiled to herself knowing that the man was Vegeta. He was as good looking as Drea said he was. Smiling broadly she danced close to the woman with short brown hair and every now and then kept an eye on the two dancing to their own beat. Drea was in heaven. She couldn't believe that after all these years she had found an incredible good looking guy who drove her over the edge. The beat grew more erratic and faster and she moved closer to him so that their bodies were now touching. Each move sent another wave of desire through them. She could hear Vegeta's breathing shallow and see his eyes as they glazed over with lust. She slowly licked her lip and she watched as he followed her tongue's movement. He leaned close to her and whispered something in her ear and she didn't know what he said but he was taking her by the hand and leading her out of the crowd.
They made their way to a corner booth where it was partly secluded. He leaned and began to kiss her softly at first and then with more passion. He ran his tongue over her lips as if asking permission to enter and of course she opened to him. She was delirious from the kiss and she ran her hands through his short hair. She could feel his hands as they travelled her tight stomach and his fingers glided lightly up her ribs. Drea would have laughed but for some reason instead of feeling as if being tickled she could feel herself tingle from the touch. Each trail he made was hot and she could feel it burn her. His tongue probed every corner of her mouth and he kissed her lips lightly once more before reaching up and tracing a finger along her jawline. Staring into each other's eyes they both didn't see Keiko walk up to their booth. They both jumped when they heard a loud 'hi' coming from her. Wrapping an arm around Drea he stared at the dark haired woman with little interest. Drea of course was profusely blushing.
"Hey Drea. I was looking all over for you! I think it's time to go home. It's a little past midnight you know! Haha you don't want to turn into a pumpkin do you?" Drea looked at her oddly before she remembered the story of Cinderella that she had introduced to her friend.
"Oh yeah. Um...Keiko this is Vegeta. Vegeta, Keiko." The both nodded their heads in acknowledgment.
"So are you ready?" Drea looked at Vegeta and then back to Keiko and nodded her head.
"Sure. Vegeta would you like to walk us home?" Vegeta looked at the two and smirked slightly.
"And pass up an opportunity to escort two beautiful women home?" Vegeta got a light slap from Drea but she smiled at him as they both stood up from the booth. Vegeta walked ahead of them and Drea and Keiko whispered to each other.
"So what do you think?" Keiko looked him up and down from his backside.
"Well he does have a nice ass!" Drea laughed lightly. Little did they know that the man they were talking about had super great hearing and his ego grew larger with each compliment. They walked outside and the cool night air hit them and they stopped talking to shiver slightly. Vegeta turned and smirked at them. Drea wondered if that's the only thing he did was just smirk.
"If you ladies want I can give you a ride home instead of walking." While he was saying this a red porshe pulled up to the front and the valet driver walked out and handed him the keys. Vegeta gave the man a good sized tip before winking at the women. Both of them had their jaws to the ground. Drea couldn't help but think of what a great catch she had just made. Keiko was lost in thought as she studied every detail on the car. Vegeta walked to the car and waited for the two to join him. Once they got into the vehicle he got in as well and started the engine. It came alive with a roar and purred once it was completly started. Grinning he gunned the engine and the tires squeeled as they came alive (A/N: Jeez look at him show off that nice car of his!) and they were soon driving down Tokyo's many street. The lights all blurred together and they never seemed to hit a light and no police ever stopped them. For a moment Drea wondered if he had connections or if he was a police officer himself. Keiko stared out the back window as the scenery passed by. Drea looked at Vegeta as he yanked on the stick shift again.
"Um...Vegeta you don't even know where I live." Vegeta turned and gave her his winning smile. She could hear her heart fly out the car window.
"Sure I do. Remember you said you lived only a couple of blocks from the gym. And in the direction I'm going will get us there. After that you can give me instructions." Drea only nodded and then turned her head to stare out the window. She suddenly felt the herself being renched forward in her seat and she braced her hands on the dashboard as the car tried to stop quickly before a very large black hole. The seatbelt cut into her flesh as the car screeched to a halt just mere inches from the gaping hole in the middle of the street. She was about to let out a sigh of relief when the car behind them lacked to pay attention to the car in front of them and bashed into their rear end. Keiko and Drea screamed loudly as the car was sucked into the black hole. Who knew what lay on the other side?
Ages
Drea---20
Keiko--20
Vegeta--22
Taro--25
A/N--This is no Cell, there was no Buu, and Vegeta became a good guy after landing on Earth and saw how beautiful it was! If you got a problem with that go talk to that handy wall who gives a damn about you. But other than that I hope you enjoy it!
~Disaster Strikes~
"Drea? Hey Drea? Drea damnit wake-up!!!" Drea looked up at the sound of her friend's voice and yawned slightly.
"Yeah yeah. What do you want?" Her friend shook her head cascading her long black hair slightly over her face and she sighed loudly.
"Damnit Drea. This is the third time you've fallin asleep at work! Do you want to get yourself fired?" Drea shrugged her shoulders and stretched slightly. Reaching up she scratched her head and tied her long silvery blond hair into a loose ponytail.
"I don't care anymore Keiko! This job is so boring. All we do here is wait for someone to call about their stupid plant orders. So far we have had no calls in the past hour!" Keiko looked into her friend's gray/blue eyes before sitting down next to her.
"Yeah I guess your right Drea. But you just came from America remember? And you need this job. You pay for half the bills to you know." Drea nodded her head slowly closing her eyes and breathing in deeply.
"Sometimes I think I made a stupid mistake coming to Japan." Keiko frowned slightly and her dark green eyes grew darker with anger.
"Sometimes I think you are such a baka onna! Coming to Japan has been a lifetime goal for you and you finally get here and all you do is whine about America! Drea you are 20 years old and you need to act like it! Life was never meant to be fun you know. We all have to work hard." Drea smiled at her friend and laughed lightly.
"Jeez Keiko when did you turn all serious on me?" Keiko's slightly tanned face flushed with embarrasment.
"Oh Drea. You know I am not serious all the time. Hell I hate this job as much as you do..." A very loud sound made them both jump and turn to stare at their short boss. He was middle aged, his gut hung over his pants, and he was balding.
"Well if you two ladies don't like this job then I suggest that you leave immediately. We don't need that kind of attitude here! Go and clean up your stuff and I want you two out of here in 10 minutes." They both stared at him, mouths hung slightly open, as they tried to argue with him to give them another chance but he would not listen to them. Grumbling they both began to pack their things and gave their ex-boss death stares as they finished packing. With everything gone from their desks they proceeded out the door and they both turned and stuck out their tongues at their old boss. He grew angered and came at them but they were quickly out the door.
"Damnit Drea. This really really really sucks. We needed this job too!" Drea only nodded at her friend as they took the train back to their apartment. Once they got inside Drea went to her room and Keiko sighed heavily before going to take a shower. After an hour passed Keiko came back from the shower dressed in a pair of tight black pants, 2 inch heel black boots, and a tight black shirt. The only color to her outfit was the gold chain link belt. Her black hair was kept down and she wore dark make-up. Today she was in a bad mood and she was going to make sure everyone else knew it. Going to Drea's door she knocked on it and heard a quiet 'what' from the other side.
"Hey Drea I was thinking since we don't have to work in the morning we should go clubbing." She waited patiently for an answer.
"I don't know...."
"Please Drea."
"Alright when do you want to go?" Keiko could hear her moving around and she smiled to herself.
"We can go at eight."
"Great. Okay I'm going to go work out for a little bit and I'll meet you back here then?"
"Sure! See you later Drea. Try not to hurt the others too much will you?" She could hear Drea laughing as she walked outside to go to the park to do some writing. Drea smiled to herself as she heard their front door close. She sometimes wondered how Keiko got her into such things. Shaking her head slightly she changed from her work outfit into a pair of blue biker shorts and a matching sports bra. Tying her hair into a high ponytai,l she put her sneakers on, and walked out of her room. The sun shone brightly through the windows as if inviting her to come out and play. Smiling broadly she did just that. Making sure the door was locked she began to jog to the gym that was located a few blocks away. She heard the usual hellos and she smiled or waved as she entered the gym. The glass doors swung shut as she walked quickly over to the treadmill to warm up her legs. Putting on the headphones that were connected to the machine and began to sing along to herself. After a half hour passed she wiped the sweat from her brow as she got off the treadmill. Getting a quick drink she went to the further levels of the gym where the punching bags and rings were located. Stretching slightly she began to furiously pound the punching bag and made several kicks towards it. Sweat poured off her honey colored skin and her muscles began to warm up to her moves. She hadn't noticed a man about her height watching her every move. She would have never noticed him at all if he didn't come over to her and break her concentration. Glaring at him she smirked slightly as the man who looked about her age asked to spar with her. Nodding her head they both in the ring. Each went over the rules and then they stood sizing each other up. Drea couldn't help but think how hot he was. His muscles were covered in a thin layer of sweat. His hair was black and cut close to his head. His eyes drew her though, they were coal black, and one could lose themselves in them forever if not too careful. He came at her with a quick backflip and roundhouse kick and she easily blocked the moves. She wondered how advanced along he was.
Throwing in punch for punch, kick for kick, neither one backed down. She was sweating more and she noticed how he looked like he didn't even work that hard. He wasn't even breathing hard. Frustrated by this she again went after him with a low ground sweep and she was surprised when he was behind her and knocking her into the ground. Grumbling she stood up and frowned as he smirked at her. This was getting irritating and she came at him again but this time instead of punching like he thought she would she stood on her hands and grabbed him between her legs and threw him against the ring's ropes. She gave him that same smirk that he gave to her earlier and she heard him growl low in his throat. She could feel her stomach tightening with the sound. Her blood flowed quickly as she saw his eyes flare with anger and she could have sworn that turned to a shade of blue before changing to black. Heart beating quickly she watched as he came at her and threw in punches that she could barely deflect. Sometimes he would land in blows other times she was lucky to get in one punch with the onslaught that he was raining down on her. Adrenalin pumping through her veins she flipped quickly away from him and stared at him before rushing low at him and stop just centimeters from hitting him. What surprised him next was how she dropped to a one hand stand and spun quickly doing a round house kick upside down. Caught off guard by this move the man quickly fell to the ground. He glared at her as he wiped away the blood that trickled at the side of his mouth.
"Your good onna." Drea only smirked.
"I could say the same about you." He winked at her as he took off the wife beater shirt that he was wearing. Each scar and muscle moved as he stretched and rolled his shoulders. Cracking his neck he stared at her as she gaped at him. Quickly shutting her mouth she glared at him.
"Want to go again onna?" Drea stared at him and nodded her head. As he began to approach her she shook her head.
"I won't fight till I know who you are." He nodded his head.
"Vegeta." She smiled and told him her name was 'Drea'. They both went at each other again. Each move more fluid. Almost surreal. Drea never felt more challenged in all her life than fighting with this man. Her heart fluttered as she stared at his muscular chest and wondered what he would be like and she shakes her head before she can continue that thought. She barely catches the punch that would have nearly knocked her out. Fighting with more determination she put her all into it. For a moment she thought she was going to beat him until she was surprised when he did another disappearing trick and appeared behind her. Eyes wide she could not deflect the blow that came to her back. Groaning loudly she fell to the ground and watched as he stood above her with that same stupid smirk on his face. Frowning slightly she closed her eyes and sucked in a deep breath and was surprised when she opened her eyes that he had his hand lowered to help her up. Smiling slightly she took his hand and was surprised again with how easily he helped her to her feet.
"Good fight." Vegeta told her with no emotion. She stared at him and nodded her head.
"Yeah. Great fight. Where'd you learn to move so fast?" She asked him as she winced at the pain that came from her lower back. Great how was she going to dance with a bad back? Vegeta watched her move and could see the pain that she was in. Sighing inwardly he walked to her and picked her up and out of the ring. Placing her on the bench he went and retrieved a heat pack. Placing it on her back she sighed from the relief. Taking off the heat pack he began to rub her lower back and she groaned in pleasure. There was nothing like having a hot guy rub your back for you. Vegeta's eyes glazed slightly as he moved his hands along her sweaty back. He could feel her stiff muscles begin to loosen and he could hear her breathing slowly. Her eyes closed and relaxed. Suddenly her eyes flew open and she looked at the clock on the wall. It read 7:16. Swearing to herself she stood up quickly and smiled at Vegeta.
"I have to get going. I promised my friend that I would go out clubbing with her tonight." Vegeta's eyes roamed over her body before shrugging.
"Want a ride?"
"No. It's okay. It's only a few blocks away. Hey maybe you would like to come with us?" She prayed with all her might that he would say yes. He nodded his head slowly.
"Yeah I'll go. Which club are you going to?" She was jumping for joy mentally as she quickly informed him that they were going to 'Club No. 99'. He nodded his head and told her that he would meet her there. Nodding quickly she ran from the gym and made it in time to have half an hour to shower and change. Keiko looked at her oddly as she heard Drea muttering about finding somthing sexy to wear.
"Hey Drea, what's going on?" Drea stopped her mumbling and stared at her friend with large eyes.
"Keiko. I think I've met the man of my dreams. And he's coming to the club with us tonight. Well actually he said he would meet us there. Oh my god Keiko you have to meet him. He is so drool worthy!" Keiko laughed as her friend rambled on. Shaking her head she had changed from the black outfit that she was wearing to a black mini-skirt with glow in the dark fish net stockings, knee high boots, and a black belly showing wrap around shirt. Her make-up was done so that it barely showed and her hair was pulled into two braided pig tails. Drea looked her up and down and pouted.
"How come you can wear whatever the hell you want to and still look good in it." Keiko laughed.
"Comes with the territory of having this georgous body!" Drea grinned and shook her head before rummaging through her closets. After several minutes she came out dressed in a pair of hip riding flare jeans, a dark purple spaghetti strapped shirt that showed her belly button ring, she wore low heeled black boots and her hair was left down. Drea ran to the bathroom to do some last minute make-up work and Keiko sat on the couch to wait for her friend to come out of the bathroom. When Keiko thought she couldn't wait anymore, Drea came out of the bathroom, and Keiko gave her a low whistle of approval. Her make-up was smoking. She looked sultry and innocent at the same time.
"And I thought I was the only in the world who could pull off looking good!" Drea grinned at her friend and looped her arm through hers as they walked out of their apartment and hailed a taxi. In less than a minutes time a taxi came and they directed him to their destination. Drea's heart beat faster as she saw the club loom up closer to them. This club was exclusive and they did not let just everybody in. But because Keiko's brother owned the place they were always allowed in. A friend of Keiko's was a friend of Taro's. Keiko paid for the taxi and then walked out of it dragging Drea along with her. They walked up to the bouncer and Keiko grinned and said hello as he let them in. Keiko and Drea were quickly greeted by Taro as he handed them their free drinks. Keiko and Taro talked quickly and Drea watched the moving mass of bodies on the dance floor. Taro watched her and smiled at her as she turned her gaze back to him. He was a lady's man. Everyone wanted to be with Taro but Drea and that's what made him like her. She was beautiful for an American and he wanted her but he would never face his sister's wrath. Drea asked him if he would let a man named Vegeta in and he nodded his head. He would do anything of course to make sure she was happy. Drea wasn't really comfortable around Taro because she knew of his desire for her. Hell she remembered the many nights that he sent her gifts and asked her to go out with him and everytime she refused. After they were done talking Drea and Keiko headed to the dance floor and joined the moving mass. The beat played loud and fast and soon Drea was caught up in the hypnotic sway of moving to the music.
Hips swirling, arms moving in an their aireal dance, eyes closed, rythm taking control of what to do, an exotic pattern of movement. Drea was lost to all thought. She even forgot for a moment why she was there. It didn't matter as the music played on. Faster the beat went and soon she was sweating from all the movement and the close heat from the other people. Her eyes fluttered open as she felt strong hands place themselves upon her hips as they swayed. In front of her stood Vegeta. He was wearing a pair of skater pants and a black shirt that clung to his body. Trying not to drool from the image before her she smirked as she made the dance more erotic. Bringing her body closer to his. She could hear him breathing hard as she weaved her body in directions that had him barely touching her. He danced to the music as well (A/N: Yes Vegeta can dance so poo on you who never thought he could get his groove on too!) trying to bring them even closer. The beat slowed and sped up again and slowed once more. It was agonizing to be this close without touching but she had enough will power to keep their bodies grazing close enough. They never noticed how her friend looked at them every now and then and smiled to herself knowing that the man was Vegeta. He was as good looking as Drea said he was. Smiling broadly she danced close to the woman with short brown hair and every now and then kept an eye on the two dancing to their own beat. Drea was in heaven. She couldn't believe that after all these years she had found an incredible good looking guy who drove her over the edge. The beat grew more erratic and faster and she moved closer to him so that their bodies were now touching. Each move sent another wave of desire through them. She could hear Vegeta's breathing shallow and see his eyes as they glazed over with lust. She slowly licked her lip and she watched as he followed her tongue's movement. He leaned close to her and whispered something in her ear and she didn't know what he said but he was taking her by the hand and leading her out of the crowd.
They made their way to a corner booth where it was partly secluded. He leaned and began to kiss her softly at first and then with more passion. He ran his tongue over her lips as if asking permission to enter and of course she opened to him. She was delirious from the kiss and she ran her hands through his short hair. She could feel his hands as they travelled her tight stomach and his fingers glided lightly up her ribs. Drea would have laughed but for some reason instead of feeling as if being tickled she could feel herself tingle from the touch. Each trail he made was hot and she could feel it burn her. His tongue probed every corner of her mouth and he kissed her lips lightly once more before reaching up and tracing a finger along her jawline. Staring into each other's eyes they both didn't see Keiko walk up to their booth. They both jumped when they heard a loud 'hi' coming from her. Wrapping an arm around Drea he stared at the dark haired woman with little interest. Drea of course was profusely blushing.
"Hey Drea. I was looking all over for you! I think it's time to go home. It's a little past midnight you know! Haha you don't want to turn into a pumpkin do you?" Drea looked at her oddly before she remembered the story of Cinderella that she had introduced to her friend.
"Oh yeah. Um...Keiko this is Vegeta. Vegeta, Keiko." The both nodded their heads in acknowledgment.
"So are you ready?" Drea looked at Vegeta and then back to Keiko and nodded her head.
"Sure. Vegeta would you like to walk us home?" Vegeta looked at the two and smirked slightly.
"And pass up an opportunity to escort two beautiful women home?" Vegeta got a light slap from Drea but she smiled at him as they both stood up from the booth. Vegeta walked ahead of them and Drea and Keiko whispered to each other.
"So what do you think?" Keiko looked him up and down from his backside.
"Well he does have a nice ass!" Drea laughed lightly. Little did they know that the man they were talking about had super great hearing and his ego grew larger with each compliment. They walked outside and the cool night air hit them and they stopped talking to shiver slightly. Vegeta turned and smirked at them. Drea wondered if that's the only thing he did was just smirk.
"If you ladies want I can give you a ride home instead of walking." While he was saying this a red porshe pulled up to the front and the valet driver walked out and handed him the keys. Vegeta gave the man a good sized tip before winking at the women. Both of them had their jaws to the ground. Drea couldn't help but think of what a great catch she had just made. Keiko was lost in thought as she studied every detail on the car. Vegeta walked to the car and waited for the two to join him. Once they got into the vehicle he got in as well and started the engine. It came alive with a roar and purred once it was completly started. Grinning he gunned the engine and the tires squeeled as they came alive (A/N: Jeez look at him show off that nice car of his!) and they were soon driving down Tokyo's many street. The lights all blurred together and they never seemed to hit a light and no police ever stopped them. For a moment Drea wondered if he had connections or if he was a police officer himself. Keiko stared out the back window as the scenery passed by. Drea looked at Vegeta as he yanked on the stick shift again.
"Um...Vegeta you don't even know where I live." Vegeta turned and gave her his winning smile. She could hear her heart fly out the car window.
"Sure I do. Remember you said you lived only a couple of blocks from the gym. And in the direction I'm going will get us there. After that you can give me instructions." Drea only nodded and then turned her head to stare out the window. She suddenly felt the herself being renched forward in her seat and she braced her hands on the dashboard as the car tried to stop quickly before a very large black hole. The seatbelt cut into her flesh as the car screeched to a halt just mere inches from the gaping hole in the middle of the street. She was about to let out a sigh of relief when the car behind them lacked to pay attention to the car in front of them and bashed into their rear end. Keiko and Drea screamed loudly as the car was sucked into the black hole. Who knew what lay on the other side?