Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z. I am merely borrowing them. ^.~ and I do not own the song "A Girl Worth Fighting For" from Mulan. (hehe, my lil sister was watching it, and the song got stuck in my head.) Anyway, Walt Disney owns whatever they want. I am just borrowing it for the sake of this chapter.
Thank you all for the nice reviews! Happy happy! This is the THIRD chapter I am uploading in the time span of THREE DAYS!!! HEEEEEEEY, in exchange for my hard work, ~smiles innocently~...reviews ...onegai!!!!!????????
V.J. thank you for such a enthusiastic review! It cheered me up. Yes, my purpose was to make the kiss romantic and gentle, not all fired up-passionate-take-me-rite-now kind of a kiss. ^.~
And thank you all for telling me what Shimatta means. ^.^ now i am spelling it right!!
for thoughts
() Author's Notes
------ Dream starts
\\\\\\Dream ends
++++++++++ change of location
Chapter 8
Chapter Name: A Girl Worth Fighting For
The following week after the kiss, Bulma never saw Vegeta. He wasn't at home, he wasn't in the gravity machine, he just disappeared.
She was bored out of her mind. "Count on him to disappear like that after getting close to a girl. A gorgeous girl, I have to add." she mumbled.
Oh well, she sighed. Its not like IT meant anything rite? Yeah. Then why are you still thinking about it one week after? You BAKA. You can't even see that you love him.
Bulma froze. "Ooookay..um...stop. rewind. THAT did NOT just happen."
"What did not just happen, Bulma?" her mothers voice rang out behind her. Bulma almost fell off the couch.
"Nothing mom."
"Ooh, ok! I'm going to go water my flowers and feed my birds now!"
"Yay mom."
She was left alone. "Now were was I...oh yeah...I just called myself a baka. And scolded myself for being so blind to not see I love somebody. Thats it Bulma. You really lost it this time. You are talking to yourself, you are obsessing over a simple kiss that didn't mean anything, you are talking to yourself, you are worried where Vegeta's gone, and you are still talking to yourself. THATS what happens if you don't get out of the house for a week."
"Why don't you go to ChiChi's place my dear?"
Bulma jumped into the air from her seat from surprise. "MOM! Stop creeping up on me!"
Bulma took her mom's advice and set out for the Son place in her improved hoverjet.
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Meanwhile...
Goku was watching Mulan (ok I know thats a lil crazy, but hey...) he was flipping through channels and this is the only thing worth watching.
ChiChi was yelling at Gohan to go study but Gohan said that he wanted to watch TV with his father. Anything to get out of studying... he shuddered.
ChiChi sighed. She started to prepare lunch and thought about their special *guest* (hint~hint)
*flashback* A week before...
KNOCK. KNOCK.
The knocks were firm and clear. ChiChi was puzzled. Piccolo, Goku, nor Gohan knocks like that. She opened the door and saw Vegeta standing there, arms crossed, looking at the ground.
"Wah!?? Vegeta what are you doing here?!"
Vegeta glared at her. "Wheres Kakarott?!"
"Uh- his out in kame-knows-where training with Piccolo and Gohan."
Vegeta gave a curt nod then blasted off, leaving dust and dirt in his wake.
ChiChi coughed, fanning the air in front of her. "SO rude! I hope MY Gohan doesn't turn out like that!!"
The whole day passed till about 7:30pm.
ChiChi was sitting on the couch, relaxing for once when the door flings open, and a grinning Goku and the sparring crew(a grinning Gohan, a scowling Vegeta, and a expressionless Piccolo) came in. "Hey ChiChi! I'm home!"
"Good. You all stink like hell. Go wash. Dinner will be ready in a hour."
Piccolo renewed himself or something with his powers and stayed outside, meditating.
Goku and Gohan stripped right there in the kitchen, then wrapped a white towel around their waists.
Vegeta looked on in disgust. "ChiChi!~Gohan and I are gonna go take a bath now alright??"
ChiChi came into the kitchen and frowned at the clothes her husband and son had carelessly threw on the table. "Goku. GOHAN! I thought you knew better than throw your clothes around like that. Go put it in the washing basket!" They stood in front of her, heads down and quickly scrambled off to do exactly what she ordered.
Vegeta scowled even more. "Pathetic."
ChiChi turned to him. "YOU TOO! Do you KNOW how much you SMELL? Why do all of you insist on acting like you were born in the woods!?"
"I will not wash with Kakarott and his brat."
"Then go back home. You can wash by yourself there!"
Vegeta was silent for a moment. "Get me a towel." he muttered.
"Good." ChiChi was curious as in why Vegeta seem to avoid going back to Capsule Corps.
*flashback ends*
ChiChi sighed. Goku had invited Vegeta to stay for a while. She glanced back toward the living room seeing Vegeta in the same place as usual. Leaning against the wall, silent and moody.
I am as strong as Kakarott! Of course only he knows that. I haven't transformed in front of the Namek and the brat yet. The woman.....stop thinking about her! I have what I always wanted already! I am a SSJ. I am as strong as Kakarott, and I will get stronger. I would be able to beat those androids no problem! ...Bulma...STOP it! Since when do I ..argh...forget it. I rather watch that ridiculous thing Kakarott's watching instead of thinking about...her.
Now the television is showing the soldiers singing a song.
~For a long time we've been marching off to battle.
~In our thundering herd we feel a lot like cattle.
~Like the pounding beat our aching feet aren't easy to ignore...
~Hey, think of instead- A girl worth fighting for!
~huh?
~Thats what I said: a girl worth fighting forrrrrrr
Vegeta snorted. This is absolutely insane.
~I want her paler than the moon with eyes that shine like stars
~My girl wil marvel at my strength, adore my battle scars
*flashback number 1*
Vegeta stepped out into the balcony with Bulma in his arms. Her eyes were still half open. As he flew over the city and the forests surrounding it. When he had finally looked down at her, she was a breathtaking sight. The moonlight shone on her already pale skin, making it glow. Her eyes shine and twinkled like the stars.
*flashback ends*
*flashback number 2*
He walked away from her about 3-5 yards and powered up. When he finished, he looked at Bulma who was gaping at him. "Wow...."
*flashback ends*
~I couldn't care less what she'll wear or what she looks like...
~ It all depends on what she cooks like-Beef, pork, chicken...Mmm...
Vegeta smirked. "Sounds like you Kakarott."
Goku grinned. "ChiChi is a really nice and pretty girl also!"
Nice my ass... Vegeta thought.
~Bet the local girls thought you were quite the charmer
~And I'll bet the ladies love a man in armor
~You can guess what we have missed the most since we went off to warrrrrrr
~What do we want?
~A girl worth fighting forrrrr
~My girl will think I have no faults
~That i'm a major find
"This isn't exactly fair, dad. I mean Mom can fight. And she's a girl." Gohan piped up.
"Yeah, Gohan, but remember this cartoon is set WAAAAAY back, so boys still think girls are weak. Its not true though,ok?"
"THAT'S RIGHT Gohan." ChiChi said.
"ok."
~How 'bout a girl who's a got a brain..Who always speaks her mind?
"Now THATS more like it." ChiChi smiled.
"Man, that sounds like Mom AND Bulma!" Gohan exclaimed.
Vegeta silently agreed. The woman always speaks what she thougth about him and everything else. She has a brain. A good one in fact.
The song continued and so did the cartoon. Vegeta stopped watching and stood there in his own thoughts.
"Goku! Turn off the tv! Lunch is ready!!"
"Yay!!!" Goku grinned. Vegeta rolled his eyes.
As they sat down at the table, somebody knocked on the door.
"I'll get it!" Gohan offered.
Goku was reaching for his chopsticks but ChiChi slapped his hand away. "Nuh uh MR.! Wait till Gohan comes back."
Gohan opened the door and his face lit up. "Hey Bulma! What brings you here!?"
Vegeta froze in his seat at the sound of her voice.
"Nothing! I was bored so I decided to come visit you all. Say, wheres Goku and your mom?"
"We were just going to have lunch! Can you join us Bulma?"
"Sure."
Bulma went into the house and stepped into the kitchen.
Her eyes widened. "Vegeta?"
He ignored her.
Goku looked back and forth between the two and smiled secretly.
Bulma frowned slightly.
"Hi Goku, ChiChi! Gohan invited me to join you for lunch, is that ok?"
"Of course its ok Bulma!" ChiChi said as she got an extra chair for the table.
Bulma sat at the round table, in between ChiChi and Gohan.
"ChiChi...pleaaase!?" Goku whined.
ChiChi sighed. "Wait. Let Bulma, Me, Gohan and Vegeta get our helpings first."
They did. Bulma grinned. "Goku, you are free to eat."
Goku dug in happily. Vegeta found himself losing his appetite. "Just don't look." ChiChi adviced him.
Gohan stared as he ate. The speed at which his father ate never cease to amaze him.
"Gokan huwwy ub! Ve'll go bor a valk vefore sbawwing vith Biccolo!" Goku said, mouth full. Gohan nodded and start to eat just like his father.
"GOHAN! Chew!" ChiChi scolded.
"Ok mom!" Gohan was a duplicate of his father as they ate so fast one cant see their hands.
~5 minutes later....~
"Ahh...that was great! Thanks ChiChi!"
"Yeah mom! Dad and I gonna go now k?"
"Ok..but come back early tonight in time for your studies!"
"Awww mom..." as the father and son left.
Bulma laughed. "ChiChi you are way too hard on the kid."
"Hmmph, my baby is going to grow up to be a great scholar. Not some gangster! So I have to ensure that...or ~sniff~ his future would be RUIIIINED!!!"
Bulma shook her head, smiling. She had avoided looking at Vegeta the whole time.
They continued lunch, the two women talking, while Vegeta ate silently.
ChiChi had noticed the tension between them. "Um..Bulma? Why aren't you and Vegeta talking to each other?"
Bulma was silent for a few seconds. "Whats there to talk about?" she finally answered.
"Mind your own business, mate of Kakarott.''
ChiChi looked back and forth between the two. "Uh..huh.."
They all finished eating and Bulma thanked ChiChi. "I'm gonna go let loose a bit. Thanks for the meal. It was fabulous."
ChiChi frowned. "You're welcome...What do you mean by..~let loose~?"
"Oh you know, take wild flips in the air going at top speed in my hoverjet...maybe go to a club or two..the usual."
"Don't drink too much!"
"I know!" Bulma smiled and went outside, with ChiChi standing at the door. Vegeta walked outside and was going to blast off to find Goku.
"Bye ChiChi! And oh yeah, VEGETA! If you want, I'll bring all your stuff over so my family can have the room back. Since you've decided to live here permantly, it won't be a problem would it?"
Vegeta scowled at her and shot off into the sky.
ChiChi stared. "Um...anyway bye Bulma!"
Bulma waved, then shot off towards the city.
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~grins happily~ you like? I am pretty satisfied with this chapter. ^o^
starwandmagical
Next chapter: True to Your Heart
Thank you all for the nice reviews! Happy happy! This is the THIRD chapter I am uploading in the time span of THREE DAYS!!! HEEEEEEEY, in exchange for my hard work, ~smiles innocently~...reviews ...onegai!!!!!????????
V.J. thank you for such a enthusiastic review! It cheered me up. Yes, my purpose was to make the kiss romantic and gentle, not all fired up-passionate-take-me-rite-now kind of a kiss. ^.~
And thank you all for telling me what Shimatta means. ^.^ now i am spelling it right!!
for thoughts
() Author's Notes
------ Dream starts
\\\\\\Dream ends
++++++++++ change of location
Chapter 8
Chapter Name: A Girl Worth Fighting For
The following week after the kiss, Bulma never saw Vegeta. He wasn't at home, he wasn't in the gravity machine, he just disappeared.
She was bored out of her mind. "Count on him to disappear like that after getting close to a girl. A gorgeous girl, I have to add." she mumbled.
Oh well, she sighed. Its not like IT meant anything rite? Yeah. Then why are you still thinking about it one week after? You BAKA. You can't even see that you love him.
Bulma froze. "Ooookay..um...stop. rewind. THAT did NOT just happen."
"What did not just happen, Bulma?" her mothers voice rang out behind her. Bulma almost fell off the couch.
"Nothing mom."
"Ooh, ok! I'm going to go water my flowers and feed my birds now!"
"Yay mom."
She was left alone. "Now were was I...oh yeah...I just called myself a baka. And scolded myself for being so blind to not see I love somebody. Thats it Bulma. You really lost it this time. You are talking to yourself, you are obsessing over a simple kiss that didn't mean anything, you are talking to yourself, you are worried where Vegeta's gone, and you are still talking to yourself. THATS what happens if you don't get out of the house for a week."
"Why don't you go to ChiChi's place my dear?"
Bulma jumped into the air from her seat from surprise. "MOM! Stop creeping up on me!"
Bulma took her mom's advice and set out for the Son place in her improved hoverjet.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Meanwhile...
Goku was watching Mulan (ok I know thats a lil crazy, but hey...) he was flipping through channels and this is the only thing worth watching.
ChiChi was yelling at Gohan to go study but Gohan said that he wanted to watch TV with his father. Anything to get out of studying... he shuddered.
ChiChi sighed. She started to prepare lunch and thought about their special *guest* (hint~hint)
*flashback* A week before...
KNOCK. KNOCK.
The knocks were firm and clear. ChiChi was puzzled. Piccolo, Goku, nor Gohan knocks like that. She opened the door and saw Vegeta standing there, arms crossed, looking at the ground.
"Wah!?? Vegeta what are you doing here?!"
Vegeta glared at her. "Wheres Kakarott?!"
"Uh- his out in kame-knows-where training with Piccolo and Gohan."
Vegeta gave a curt nod then blasted off, leaving dust and dirt in his wake.
ChiChi coughed, fanning the air in front of her. "SO rude! I hope MY Gohan doesn't turn out like that!!"
The whole day passed till about 7:30pm.
ChiChi was sitting on the couch, relaxing for once when the door flings open, and a grinning Goku and the sparring crew(a grinning Gohan, a scowling Vegeta, and a expressionless Piccolo) came in. "Hey ChiChi! I'm home!"
"Good. You all stink like hell. Go wash. Dinner will be ready in a hour."
Piccolo renewed himself or something with his powers and stayed outside, meditating.
Goku and Gohan stripped right there in the kitchen, then wrapped a white towel around their waists.
Vegeta looked on in disgust. "ChiChi!~Gohan and I are gonna go take a bath now alright??"
ChiChi came into the kitchen and frowned at the clothes her husband and son had carelessly threw on the table. "Goku. GOHAN! I thought you knew better than throw your clothes around like that. Go put it in the washing basket!" They stood in front of her, heads down and quickly scrambled off to do exactly what she ordered.
Vegeta scowled even more. "Pathetic."
ChiChi turned to him. "YOU TOO! Do you KNOW how much you SMELL? Why do all of you insist on acting like you were born in the woods!?"
"I will not wash with Kakarott and his brat."
"Then go back home. You can wash by yourself there!"
Vegeta was silent for a moment. "Get me a towel." he muttered.
"Good." ChiChi was curious as in why Vegeta seem to avoid going back to Capsule Corps.
*flashback ends*
ChiChi sighed. Goku had invited Vegeta to stay for a while. She glanced back toward the living room seeing Vegeta in the same place as usual. Leaning against the wall, silent and moody.
I am as strong as Kakarott! Of course only he knows that. I haven't transformed in front of the Namek and the brat yet. The woman.....stop thinking about her! I have what I always wanted already! I am a SSJ. I am as strong as Kakarott, and I will get stronger. I would be able to beat those androids no problem! ...Bulma...STOP it! Since when do I ..argh...forget it. I rather watch that ridiculous thing Kakarott's watching instead of thinking about...her.
Now the television is showing the soldiers singing a song.
~For a long time we've been marching off to battle.
~In our thundering herd we feel a lot like cattle.
~Like the pounding beat our aching feet aren't easy to ignore...
~Hey, think of instead- A girl worth fighting for!
~huh?
~Thats what I said: a girl worth fighting forrrrrrr
Vegeta snorted. This is absolutely insane.
~I want her paler than the moon with eyes that shine like stars
~My girl wil marvel at my strength, adore my battle scars
*flashback number 1*
Vegeta stepped out into the balcony with Bulma in his arms. Her eyes were still half open. As he flew over the city and the forests surrounding it. When he had finally looked down at her, she was a breathtaking sight. The moonlight shone on her already pale skin, making it glow. Her eyes shine and twinkled like the stars.
*flashback ends*
*flashback number 2*
He walked away from her about 3-5 yards and powered up. When he finished, he looked at Bulma who was gaping at him. "Wow...."
*flashback ends*
~I couldn't care less what she'll wear or what she looks like...
~ It all depends on what she cooks like-Beef, pork, chicken...Mmm...
Vegeta smirked. "Sounds like you Kakarott."
Goku grinned. "ChiChi is a really nice and pretty girl also!"
Nice my ass... Vegeta thought.
~Bet the local girls thought you were quite the charmer
~And I'll bet the ladies love a man in armor
~You can guess what we have missed the most since we went off to warrrrrrr
~What do we want?
~A girl worth fighting forrrrr
~My girl will think I have no faults
~That i'm a major find
"This isn't exactly fair, dad. I mean Mom can fight. And she's a girl." Gohan piped up.
"Yeah, Gohan, but remember this cartoon is set WAAAAAY back, so boys still think girls are weak. Its not true though,ok?"
"THAT'S RIGHT Gohan." ChiChi said.
"ok."
~How 'bout a girl who's a got a brain..Who always speaks her mind?
"Now THATS more like it." ChiChi smiled.
"Man, that sounds like Mom AND Bulma!" Gohan exclaimed.
Vegeta silently agreed. The woman always speaks what she thougth about him and everything else. She has a brain. A good one in fact.
The song continued and so did the cartoon. Vegeta stopped watching and stood there in his own thoughts.
"Goku! Turn off the tv! Lunch is ready!!"
"Yay!!!" Goku grinned. Vegeta rolled his eyes.
As they sat down at the table, somebody knocked on the door.
"I'll get it!" Gohan offered.
Goku was reaching for his chopsticks but ChiChi slapped his hand away. "Nuh uh MR.! Wait till Gohan comes back."
Gohan opened the door and his face lit up. "Hey Bulma! What brings you here!?"
Vegeta froze in his seat at the sound of her voice.
"Nothing! I was bored so I decided to come visit you all. Say, wheres Goku and your mom?"
"We were just going to have lunch! Can you join us Bulma?"
"Sure."
Bulma went into the house and stepped into the kitchen.
Her eyes widened. "Vegeta?"
He ignored her.
Goku looked back and forth between the two and smiled secretly.
Bulma frowned slightly.
"Hi Goku, ChiChi! Gohan invited me to join you for lunch, is that ok?"
"Of course its ok Bulma!" ChiChi said as she got an extra chair for the table.
Bulma sat at the round table, in between ChiChi and Gohan.
"ChiChi...pleaaase!?" Goku whined.
ChiChi sighed. "Wait. Let Bulma, Me, Gohan and Vegeta get our helpings first."
They did. Bulma grinned. "Goku, you are free to eat."
Goku dug in happily. Vegeta found himself losing his appetite. "Just don't look." ChiChi adviced him.
Gohan stared as he ate. The speed at which his father ate never cease to amaze him.
"Gokan huwwy ub! Ve'll go bor a valk vefore sbawwing vith Biccolo!" Goku said, mouth full. Gohan nodded and start to eat just like his father.
"GOHAN! Chew!" ChiChi scolded.
"Ok mom!" Gohan was a duplicate of his father as they ate so fast one cant see their hands.
~5 minutes later....~
"Ahh...that was great! Thanks ChiChi!"
"Yeah mom! Dad and I gonna go now k?"
"Ok..but come back early tonight in time for your studies!"
"Awww mom..." as the father and son left.
Bulma laughed. "ChiChi you are way too hard on the kid."
"Hmmph, my baby is going to grow up to be a great scholar. Not some gangster! So I have to ensure that...or ~sniff~ his future would be RUIIIINED!!!"
Bulma shook her head, smiling. She had avoided looking at Vegeta the whole time.
They continued lunch, the two women talking, while Vegeta ate silently.
ChiChi had noticed the tension between them. "Um..Bulma? Why aren't you and Vegeta talking to each other?"
Bulma was silent for a few seconds. "Whats there to talk about?" she finally answered.
"Mind your own business, mate of Kakarott.''
ChiChi looked back and forth between the two. "Uh..huh.."
They all finished eating and Bulma thanked ChiChi. "I'm gonna go let loose a bit. Thanks for the meal. It was fabulous."
ChiChi frowned. "You're welcome...What do you mean by..~let loose~?"
"Oh you know, take wild flips in the air going at top speed in my hoverjet...maybe go to a club or two..the usual."
"Don't drink too much!"
"I know!" Bulma smiled and went outside, with ChiChi standing at the door. Vegeta walked outside and was going to blast off to find Goku.
"Bye ChiChi! And oh yeah, VEGETA! If you want, I'll bring all your stuff over so my family can have the room back. Since you've decided to live here permantly, it won't be a problem would it?"
Vegeta scowled at her and shot off into the sky.
ChiChi stared. "Um...anyway bye Bulma!"
Bulma waved, then shot off towards the city.
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~grins happily~ you like? I am pretty satisfied with this chapter. ^o^
starwandmagical
Next chapter: True to Your Heart