If love was a cat
Ch7
Through the crowded streets of West City, Bulma hurried Vegeta to the theater. She linked her arm to his and led him to the place they needed to go. She could only laugh once she saw Vegeta's face as he allowed himself to be guided through the masses of busybodies.
"Come on!" she said loudly. "Or we'll miss it."
Vegeta looked up at the enthused woman. 'She's so damn happy now,' he thought as she directed him, 'and just because she'd gotten me to go with her. Ha. I can't remember the last time anyone was happy to be accompanied by me.' He snickered at that notion. That anyone would feel anything but contempt around him. That she wasn't scared anymore, not of him. That he himself shared the common feeling of comfort whenever he was near her. He frowned then, and cursed himself for changing so drastically since settling on earth.
"Alright," she said in front of the Imax Theater, "we're here, but you," she pointed to Sniff then grabbed him, "aren't allowed in, so…" She put the cat into Vegeta's left pocket once more and turned to enter the big building. It was spherical like her company building but this one was much smaller, but not by very much.
Reaching into her pocket Bulma pulled out her two tickets and went to the door where they just started to let people in. She gave the tickets to the woman standing at the entrance; they both smiled exchanging a silent greeting.
Inside, people took their seats and were scattered throughout the viewing area. Luckily, this movie had been showing for a couple of weeks already, so it wasn't crowded at all. In fact, our couple (and half) had a whole row all to themselves. They sat right in the middle, and got as comfortable as they could in their separated seats. Vegeta let out Sniff and put him on the chair beside him, but after smelling the aroma of popcorn and candy, the hungry cat left to roam around in the darkness.
Bulma raised the armrest that separated the two and she carefully leaned on Vegeta's strong shoulder. Looking up to see if he minded at all, she put her arms around his waist. She felt him tense up but after a while he eased off and even let his arm drape around her back. He did this, all the while making sure not to make any kind of eye contact. He just looked straight ahead at the humongous screen as the previews took it over.
Bulma snuggled in closer and closed her eyes as a natural reaction to such comfort. Vegeta bit his lip trying to stop himself from blacking out from such closeness as she purred on his chest. He looked down and saw her dozing off.
"Hey," he whispered, part of him not wanting to wake her, "your not gonna miss this damn thing after you dragged me here and forced me to watch it with you." She let out a tired laugh and looked up at him.
"Sorry, about that," she said simply, "just felt so warm and cozy all of a sudden" she put her head back down and watched the screen as the movie began to play.
Vegeta watch the movie as it began as well, with an irritated façade no less, but wondered to himself subconsciously where this day would eventually lead him. Then, for just a moment he felt that he could actually be happy for once. His arm pulled her closer and caused her to squeeze tighter. They leaned back and let the images and sounds enter theirs senses, both lost in that particular moment. 'Maybe,' he thought, '…maybe'.
In the blackness of the theater, lit only by the twilight that shined from the projected image, a pair of eyes watch the two as they became closer. The bright orbs blinked, flashing turquoise and black spheres of reflected light. Then, with what can only be described as a smile, the small furry creature turned to find some more discarded treats.
1and a half hours later-
When the movie was over the two just sat there as the first song came on. Bulma was thoroughly enjoying her time with Vegeta and he was debating with himself whether or not to get up as quickly as he could and run for the double doors. Then without warning Bulma found herself being towed to the exit as she held onto Vegeta's arm. She was rather displeased when she was abruptly shaken from her daydreaming but she smiled non the less, because she knew now, from the time they'd spent together, that it was impossible to avoid what was gonna happen. She knew it then and she had a sneaking suspicion that Vegeta knew it too.
Outside Vegeta let out a quiet sigh of relief. He took slow breaths, standing up straight and folding his arms so as to release himself from the woman's grip. He turned from her and cleared his throat.
"I sat through your damn movie," he said explaining himself for reasons he himself didn't know, "but my ass was starting to hurt and that annoying song was starting to…" He turned to look at her. She didn't seem to be mad at all. Instead she grabbed his arm once again, pulling him to walk beside her down the street.
"That was fun." She said plainly then curved the side of her lip forming a tiny grin, "wasn't it?" she look at Vegeta. She knew that even if he thought so, which she didn't think he did, he'd never admit it, so she continued to walk.
The streets were surprisingly scarce with people. There were cars on the street still, but not as many as before. There were people on the street too, but not ones wearing business suits or ones carrying briefcases. These people were walking their dogs or taking their kids to the park to play. These were also the people playing hooky to spend a quiet day with the one they loved.
Bulma saw an ice-cream cart near the park and steered Vegeta in that direction, he didn't resist though, since he saw what was ahead of them as well.
She stopped in front of the cart and started to look over the choices. Behind the counter a round fellow with a smile on his face greeted the two and waited patiently as she made her order.
"I'll have one vanilla on a cone please." She said cheerfully as the man behind the cart got the cone from the stack beside him. Bulma felt a nudge from her right and heard a grunt from beside her. She turned to him. He was looking ahead as if he didn't do anything.
"And two chocolates." she added seeing Vegeta smirk as she did.
The two decided to take a little detour through the park while they ate their cones; they walk on a paved path that went through and snaked over the whole grassy area. It was quite a lovely day as they took their stroll, just as it was in the morning. The sun was only a little past is zenith so it was very much a warm day but not to warm. Vegeta, as he walked, opened his mouth as wide as he could to devour the two ice cream cones, but as he looked to his left he saw Bulma daintily taking tiny licks at the vanilla. He looked questioningly at his own ice cream and then started to do the same.
"Hey," Bulma said, as she stopped, "aren't we forgetting something?" Vegeta walked on and shrugged his shoulders as she stood contemplating the answer. She jogged up to him then and grabbed his shoulder. "SNIFF!! Where is he?" Again Vegeta shrugged his shoulder. "We need to go back," she said almost in a state of panic."
"I wouldn't worry about it." He said calmly while licking on one of his ice cream cones.
"What do you mean?" she said then paused, "What if something happened to him, what if he got run over by a car trying to find us, what if… what if…" Bulma stopped when she noticed, as Vegeta looked at her, that his eyes would move ever so slightly to just above her left arm. It was then she felt a strange weight on her shoulder that she hadn't noticed before. She turned her head carefully, slowly, and was met with a small round furry face, somewhat tilted to the side.
"AAAACK!!" she shrieked, falling back, to startled for her brain to register anything but, 'there's something small and furry on my shoulder and its looking right at me.' She would have really bitten it(the concrete I mean) if it weren't for Vegeta's quick reflexes. Sniff jumped to Vegeta's shoulder as Bulma toppled over and he watched as Vegeta brought her up and quickly looked her over for any injuries. She patted her shorts for any dirt that might have made it to her clothes and looked up. "Phew, you scared me." She saw that Vegeta was a little amused. "I suppose you knew the whole time?" He gave no response, to her that had said it all.
She snapped her head up in realization. "My ice cream!" Looking around, Bulma spotted her half eaten vanilla ice cream cone melting pitifully in the grass. She plopped right down on one of the many benches that lined the path and pouted. Vegeta sat down beside her as they both watched Sniff jump down and start to lick on the proverbial spilt milk. Bulma leaned on the strong shoulders beside her and brought her legs up on the bench. She did so, surprisingly to herself, without any hesitation or the uncertainly of whether Vegeta would mind or not. She smiled, forgetting about her sadness, but thought still that she wouldn't mind nevertheless having hers. At that moment, much to her surprise and delight, in front of her face she found a barely eaten chocolate ice cream cone. Vegeta held it out to her looking in the entirely opposite direction.
"Thanks." She said with a smile, and took the cone from his hand.
Vegeta peered over cautiously as Bulma ate her ice cream. He sigh inwardly, glad that the strange emotion he was feeling had finally subsided and happy that she was no longer sad. He shifted and removed his arm from between himself and the woman beside him, she looked up, wondering what was happening, but realized when she was pulled closer to him, Vegeta rested his arm now around Bulma's shoulder.
"It was beautiful, wasn't it?" Bulma said drowsily biting on the now empty cone, "the movie I mean. Wasn't it?" Vegeta swallowed the last of his cone and considered it.
"No," he said honestly, "I didn't enjoy it that much at all, I thought it was annoying," he looked to his side noticing the disappointed sigh that came from the woman beside him. "But I kinda like that beast fellow, before he was turned of course." Bulma smiled at that, popping the last of the cone into her mouth.
"That figures." she said nudging him with her elbow, "I loved it. It's one of my favorite movies. I loved the waltzing scene," there were stars in her eyes now as she talked, "when Belle and the beast danced in that positively beautiful ballroom, the floor polished, the golden chandelier hanging from way up on the decorated ceiling. Then they start dancing." She looked up at him; he didn't really seem to be listening at all as he looked forward the whole time. "And I kinda like the beast fellow too." A tiny smirk appeared on his face just then, she saw it and had the same one emerging on her lips.
She put her head back down and closed her eyes. Vegeta yawned himself, and laid his head down on the back of the bench.
"Could you wake me in a few?" Bulma said before dozing off and Vegeta closed his eyes then as well.
Still licking away at the vanilla, Sniff watched as the both of them dozed off. He looked behind him, noticing another cat, a white one coming ever to join in the feast. Sniff welcomed the other cat with a meow and went back to eating.
A few minutes turned into a couple of hours, as the two snoozed lazily in each other's arms. On any other day they would both be busy with work or training, so this nap right in the middle of the day was rather unusual for the both of them.
The sun was still shining, but at a sharp angle. The sky was turning a lighter shade of orange and pink as the sun got ready to call it a day. The park was empty of its children visitors and the nocturnal critters prepared for the night.
Little Sniff had past the time by roughhousing with that other feline but it had long since gone, now he sat at the feet of the two sleeping people and waited.
He turned around and noticed something in the sky; the sun was almost setting. He turned back and hopped upon the bench, climbed on Bulma's shoulder and started to lick her face until she was awake.
She yawned out loud, careful not to move too much, or she might wake Vegeta. She looked at him for a moment and smiled remembering the past events of the day. Laying back down on Vegeta she closed her eyes again not wanting to move or to let this moment end, but then she shot her eyes wide open. It was then she noticed that it was late in the day.
"Shit!" she said looking at her watch. Turning back to a sleeping Vegeta, she sighed one last time but knew she had to wake him. She shook his shoulder and sure enough his eyes opened, though dazed he got up also realizing then, that the day was late.
"We get going." Vegeta responded with an affirming grunt. "I didn't realize I was so sleepy." She rubbed her eyes trying to better wake up.
"Me neither," Vegeta said yawning, "a whole day I could have been training."
"Oh, stop whining, today was great." Bulma said grabbing his arm, making sure he didn't have time too respond. Next she scanned things around her looking for Sniff, and then caught sight of him near the edge of the forest area. "There you are," she said walking toward to get him. "Come on, its time to go." She pulled Vegeta with her as she went forward. Sniff, who was sitting and staring at the approaching blue haired woman, turned and jumped, headed for the trees and started running. Bulma gasped as he disappeared through the forest, and then went after him.
"Damn cat!" Vegeta muttered as Bulma broke away from his arm and ran into the forest pursuing the mischievous feline. He followed after her, keeping a close eye and sense of her. The ground was littered with fallen leaves and branches; the orange, half-awake sun sprinkled evening sunlight through the canopy. He could see as Bulma shoved thick branches of leaves from her path and he could hear as she stepped clumsily on twig after twig, and he could sense the tiny but wild aura of the orange cat they chased.
Little Sniff skillfully dashed through the maze-like forest, looking back every so often making sure to stay a step ahead of either Bulma or Vegeta. He crawled, sprinted, and jumped, up, over, and through the obstacles until he came to the end.
Bulma finally lost sight of the orange creature, but she continued running and running. Before she knew it she was out of the woods. She kept running though, and saw Sniff out of the corner of her eye, but her momentum prevented her from halting. She slowed finally and stopped. Only, now she was one step away from falling to her death as she stood at the end of a grassy cliff. She wobbled a bit, the sight making her dizzy and frozen, but she was brought back as soon as she felt a pair of hands grab her by the waist, her fear disappeared and she turned and jumped twisting to land in his arms.
Vegeta caught the woman but lost his balance and stumbled back. They both tumble to the grass, Bulma giggling and Vegeta grumbling obscenities. The awareness kicked in and they both realized now that they were past the forest, sitting on a high cliff overlooking the countryside.
"Look" Bulma said still on Vegeta's lap. He turned his head scooting the clumsy woman from his legs and took in the sight she was pointing to. The sun, in varying bright colors, danced just above the horizon, slowly dipping its greatness into, what seemed like, the edge of the earth. They had somehow found the perfect spot at just the right moment to witness one of the most beautiful sunsets anyone has ever had the pleasure of seeing. Bulma's face was as bright as ever, almost rivaling the sun's brilliance and Vegeta switched his glances between the two but eventually settled and focused on only one of the objects.
"O my gosh," she said smiling, "its absolutely stunning. Don't you think?" There was no answer of course, but as he stared at her from the side, he was thinking just that. 'Stunning,' it reverberated in his mind, safe locking the memory, pushing bad recollections out, saving it so that he would never forget the way she looked on this day. 'Stunning,' the word could not have been truer as he could not find it in himself to turn away. He watched as she smiled and shined and then turned to him. He was startled at first, to be in this situation, and not being able to stop himself, but his mind, for once, allowed him this moment, to be at least a little happy. He became entranced as he looked into her captivating blue eyes, they seemed to pull him in, and change his every self-being. 'Stunning.'
The gazing pair created a slowly moving shadow behind them. It crept at a snail's pace elongating itself as the sun got lower and lower. Light squeezed between the two shadowy mounds being projected on the grass. But the space between the two shadows decreased removing the stray rays of twilight until all that was left was one mass of shade being made as two people met in a soft but fiery kiss.
Sniff watched from behind a rock as the couple had that first kiss but turned away as things started to escalate. Then with a blink he turned back around, ran up to them and jumped up between them.
The two, startled and dazed, came away from each other, both speechless and pleasantly stunned. They both felt something furry on their hands so they looked down, finding Sniff of course, taking a little catnap. Bulma smiled and picked the young cat up. She could feel him purr as she cuddled him in her arms and she lay back and to the side finding Vegeta's hand having snaked its way around her waist. He leaned back, one arm supporting him and the other supporting her, and they watched the end of the sunset, just as its movements became the most recognizable and it seemed to plummet or sink like a ship into a sea of earth and sky. They stayed until it was over, long since it was over, for what seemed like eternity.
Disclaimer: Mustn't forget to disclaim DBZ, so I herby deny any association with anyone involved in the creation or distribution of DBZ, nor was I involved in the creation or distribution of DBZ, therefore I do not own DBZ or any part of DBZ. What is mine, is the cat you have just read about, not much, but it is my character, but then again I really don't care if anyone used that character.(its not like anyone would use it.)