Hi hi hi! Here I am! Sorry about the delay guys, but my internet *glares at cable modem* has decided it doesn't like me lately, so I've been having to write on my husband's comp...Not a problem...normally. He just doesn't like to share, but I think my comp's fixed now, so I'm gonna give it a shot, k? Ah yes, and plugs for this chap... I'm putting up some G/B fics... And yes Holly, I'm doing it for you :)
Nekoni -We forgot about Bulma, time traveler, and Danger is sweeter................Vegeta Goddess- Dark Magik...............Risanf- Makafushigi Adventure..........Washu the Goddess-Turn around..........Secksi-untitled (should have a title soon) :)..............gokusgirl- Nine & a half weeks...DBZ style.........Maria Cline-Amnesia Saga......... Felidae- There is no moon tonight..........Saiyan Prince Vegeta- Dangerous Love..........Trunksgurl- The affair........... SSbra- Goku and Bulma...huh?....... ShanniC- Rock bottom, and Blessed Union of Souls........ Hello- A friend's story (G/B friendship only)......... and finally, my fic, Heroes (Yes, I know, REALLY shameless plug on my part. That's the way uh huh, uh huh, I like it.) :) Ah yes, those ever important words....ON WITH THE FIC!!!
Disclaimer: I'm a Barbie girl...in a Barbie world.. Life in plastic...It's fantastic! Um.. yeah...
Everyone Says I love you
Chapter 3: I love you
Warnings: A bit of lime at the end...if you really wanna call it that...I wouldn't, but I thought I'd let you know :)
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~*My heart belongs to you*~
Goku leaned his head against the cold wall, and let out a depressed sigh, before mentally slapping himself. *What the hell is wrong with me? I'm going to the prom...why shouldn't she? Because I...* His thoughts were cut off though, as a noticeably female voice called his name.
"Goku? Are you ok? What happened back there?" Bulma asked him, her concern evident. She plopped down on the cold floor next to him, and placed a small hand on his shoulder.
Goku shivered slightly at the contact, before finally mustering up the courage to turn and look her in her eyes. That lasted for all of two seconds, before he forced himself to look away. "You really don't get it, do you? I mean, you have absolutely NO freakin idea. That's great...just great. Listen, I gotta get outta here. I'll catch you later, ok?" He said, before standing, and dusting off his backside.
"Well, can I come with you? Please?" She asked him, her blue eyes sparkling.
~*So what could I do*~
"You...No. Go spend some time with Yamcha. I've got plans later." He told her, before rushing off, praying silently that she had believed him.
She didn't.
She too leaned her head back against the wall, and breathed a loud sigh, before standing again, and walking back to the cafeteria. The rest of her day was rather unproductive, or at least it was to her, she just couldn't concentrate on anything that was being said. She met up with Yamcha on the way to Gym, and her mood brightened noticeably, however, not so much that he didn't notice.
"I'm taking it Goku's a bit...less than thrilled about his, huh?" He said, motioning to their interlocked hands.
"You could say that. I dunno what's gotten into him. I mean, I'll be 18 tomorrow! But he keeps treating me like a little girl. And to top it off, we've NEVER really fought. Had a few disagreements, yes. But, he's pissed at me for some reason." She said sadly.
~*To make you feel I'm down with*~
"Cheer up, he'll come around. Maybe he's just afraid you'll stop being his friend now that you've got me." He told her, before latching an arm around her waist, and pulling her to him protectively.
"Yeah, maybe..." She said, although she didn't really believe it. A small part of her knew what the problem was, she just couldn't admit it to herself. Not yet, at least... Maybe not ever. That thought alone was enough to scare her senseless, much less the next thought that popped into her mind. *I'm losing him....*
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~*You see me hangin around*~
Goku sat atop the school, in the same spot where he and Bulma had sat many times before. He knew if she had wanted to find him, she could've...very easily, in fact. She never came though, and as he heard the final bell ring, her realized why. Students rushed from the school happily, after all, it WAS Friday night, and Bulma was no exception. She ran from the building, and Goku laughed aloud at her childishness, before his mood turned dark again. He saw WHY she was running. Yamcha was chasing her, and truth be told he caught her too. But, instead of a large smack like Goku would've received, Yamcha got a large kiss instead. Goku turned his head away quickly, and felt the first of what he knew would be several tears slide down his face.
"Hey... You ok?" A voice asked him, and Goku made no move to reply, as the owner of the voice had known he wouldn't. Krillin walked to him slowly, and grimaced when he saw Bulma and Yamcha below, engaged in a rather heated kiss. "Damn...." He said aloud, before taking a seat next to Goku, and leaning back on his elbows.
~*But you don't know how you make me feel for you, and*~
"Yeah, Damn...that just about sums it up I suppose. Funny how so much can be said with one little word." Goku laughed, a dry, hurt laugh.
"She'll come around. You know, when I said she had a crush on someone, it was you I was talking about. Not him." Krillin said, as he motioned with his head to the ground below, where Bulma and Yamcha were climbing into his car. She cast one look upwards, and caught site of Krillin there, and he gave her a knowing smile in return. "However...This isn't ENTIRELY her fault, you know." He told the larger man, who looked at him with a rather astonished look on his face.
"And just HOW, pray tell is this MY fault?" He asked.
~*Each and every day, I try to make some sense of this*~
"Well, exactly how many times have YOU ever asked her out?" Krillin asked, a large smile on his face.
"That's not the point! I was going to! Really I was! I just never got up the courage...I guess it is my fault, huh?" Goku asked back, wearily.
"Partially, but she never asked you either. It's BOTH your faults, but I'm not pointing any fingers or anything. Now, get your ass up, so I can give you a ride home, I don't have all day, you know." He laughed, before attempting to help the larger man to his feet. It didn't work.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm coming." Goku said solemnly, before standing, and walking to the door, Krillin close behind.
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~*What you mean to me, I know it could be serious*~
Bulma changed into her work clothes quickly, while Yamcha sat on the large couch in the living room. He grimaced slightly at the fact that he was sitting exactly where Bulma and Goku had been sitting the previous night. *So what? So he's got a crush on her. Big deal. I mean, well, he'd have to be blind not to* He thought to himself, but he still wasn't quite convinced. He was shaken from his reverie, however, but the soft click of a door being closed, followed by Bulma, dressed in a pair of tight blue jeans, and an oversized t-shirt, that Yamcha could only assume was Goku's.
"Where is it that you work, exactly?" Yamcha asked, upon noting her rather casual attire.
"I'm not going to work. WE'RE going to the mall to find a prom dress, provided you don't mind, of course." Bulma said with a small smile.
"Wow! Yeah, let's go!" Yamcha said, before taking her hand, and following her out the door, a large, dopey smile on his face.
~*Each and every nite, I dream about just holding you*~
Meanwhile, also at the mall...
"So, got any plans at to who you're taking to the prom?" Goku asked Krillin, more out of boredom, than curiousity.
"Well, actually, yeah, I...um..asked Angel, heh." The shorter man replied with a slight smile, and a light blush.
"Really? Wow! That's awesome! Man, I'm glad someone asked her, I mean, she's cute, but she's got that personality...She's just...hell, what'm I saying? She's perfect Krillin, for you...she's just not...Bulma." He replied sadly, before gazing once again into the store window at the tuxes there.
~*Loving you like this, what is a girl supposed to do*~
"No...she might not be Bulma...but THAT is...and she's.. well, headed this way." Krilling stammered, before casting a worried look to his friend. "And Yamcha's with her..." He added, but Goku's face didn't show any signs of discomfort at that phrase, instead, a devilish smirk crossed his features.
"Bulma!" Goku called to her, obviously pleased when her face lit up brightly.
:"Hey! There you are! I was worried about you! So, what're you two up to?" She asked, still eyeing Goku carefully.
"We're just getting our Tuxes for prom. How about you? Wait? Aren't you supposed to be working?" Goku asked her, a slightly confused look on his face.
"Well, yeah, but Cassi let me off tonight. Special circumstances and all." She replied, with a devious smile of her own.
~*I love you*~
"Oh? And what circumstances might that be? Did you tell her your mom died or something?" He asked with a chuckle.
"Actually, I called in to say I wouldn't be there, and she told me 'you'd better be in the hospital, at a funeral or having sex.' So, I told her I was." She replied with a giggle.
"You were what?" He asked back warily.
"Having sex. With you." She replied, her grin widening at the look of shock that played across the 3 men's faces.
~*I want you*~
"YOU DID WHAT?!!" They all cried simultaneously.
"Well, I said I was having sex, just as a joke you know, and she asked if it was with 'That adorable Goku' And I just said yes. So, she gave me the day off. So, if she asks you, you were at my house tonight." She replied with a wink. "Um, you guys wanna come with us? I've gotta find a *gulp* dress, and Yamcha's gotta get a tux...actually, why don't you guys go get a tux, and I'll get my...dress.. and I'll catch up with you guys at the food court, k? I kinda want it to be a surprise." She told them, her blue eyes shining.
"Yeah, sounds good to me." Krillin replied, earning him a rather nasty look from Goku. He just shrugged, and walked back into the store that had been standing in front of.
~*You're the one that I live for*~
Bulma sighed, and walked off alone, suddenly realizing that she had NO idea where she was going to find a prom dress this close to prom. She wandered around aimlessly for a few minutes, before noticing a store that custom made dresses to fit it's customers. Needless to say, Bulma was more than ecstatic. She half walked, half ran to the counter, and talked to the clerk for a few moments. They measured her, picked out the color, style, and fabric of the dress, and guaranteed her that it would be ready to go in PLENTY of time for the prom, which was a little over a week away. She gave a contented sigh, before noticing yet another store across the hall, and deciding that she definitely needed a new outfit for her birthday, after all, Goku and Krillin were taking her clubbing, after all, she'd be 18... Then it hit her. She'd have to take Yamcha too. That was NOT going to make Goku happy. But there was no use worrying about it at the moment. She sighed again, and walked into the store, and upon finding the perfect outfit, walked from the store, bags in hand, towards the food court.
~*And I can't take it any more*~
She arrived shortly after the guys did, and had not trouble spotting them, due to Goku's spiky hair, and Krillin's obvious lack thereof. Then she noticed something...
"Where's Yamcha? Didn't he stay with you guys?" Bulma asked, worriedly.
"Yeah, but someone called his cell, and he said he needed to go. He wanted to know if we'd give you a ride home." He answered her, afraid of what her reaction might be.
"Oh, ok. I'm sure whatever it was must've been important." She said happily, before collapsing into an empty chair. "Jeez, my feet're killing killing me!" Bulma cried, before smacking Krillin's hand away from the bag he was attempting to peek into.
~*I love you*~
"Hands off buddy! THAT's my outfit for the club." She said sweetly, before proceeding to beat him over the head repeatedly with another bag.
"OW ow ow! Ok! I get the point!" He cried, before throwing up his hands to signal defeat.
"We are still going, right Goku?" She asked softly, being extra careful to avoid his gaze.
"Of course we are, why wouldn't we? Besides, we've had this planned since we were like what...14?" He asked her happily, before his spirit was crushed yet again.
~*I need you*~
"It's ok if Yamcha comes, right?" She asked, and regretted it as soon as she saw the pained expression cross his face.
"Yeah, Bulma. That's fine. I'm hungry...you guys want anything?" He asked, trying his hardest to sound cheerful. He would've succeeded, had Bulma not known him as well as she did.
"Ya know, on second thought, we can just go, I'm sure he wouldn't mind." She told him, before smiling when she saw Goku automatically perk up. "Now, come on. I didn't get to eat lunch, so I'm starved." She said, before rising from the table, followed by Goku and Krillin.
~*What can I do to make you see*~
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Bulma hopped from the car easily, Goku hot on her heels.
"And just WHERE do you think you're going?" She asked sarcastically.
"Well, unless you're planning on staying here, by yourself...all alone in that BIG house, I'm staying too, remember?" He asked, before rolling his eyes, and grabbing his books from the back of Krillin's car.
~*You're the only one for me*~
"Oh yeah, I knew that...I was just...testing you...that's all." She joked, before walking to the front door, leaving Krillin and Goku to stare at her retreating form, their jaws hanging down to their knees.
"Man, don't kill me for this, but she's got a REALLY nice butt." Krillin remarked, earning him a goofy look from Goku.
"Can't kill you for looking at something that's not mine." He said sadly, before grinning. "And Krillin, close your mouth, you're starting to drool."
"Man, and you sleep in the same bed as her? Does that not kill you?" He asked, after closing his mouth.
~*First time I saw your face*~
"You have NO idea." Goku groaned, before waving goodbye, and jogging to the house. Bulma was in the process of changing when he walked into the room. She stood in the middle of the floor, her back to him, in only her bra and panties. Goku stared at her for a moment longer than he should've, before catching himself and looking away quickly. "Ahem..." He cleared his throat to get her attention, and she turned to face him, and shrieked...loudly.
"Goku! You perv! I'm changing here! You could've at least knocked ya know! Ugh...Just stay exactly like that, ok? and NO peeking!" She exclaimed, before dressing quickly, and throwing her discarded clothing into a laundry basket. "There, now, what was so important that you just HAD to come rushing in here like that?" She asked.. or rather DEMANDED.
~*My heart just erased*~
"Jeez, calm down, it's not like I meant to walk in on you! I'm not THAT bad, ya know." He told her calmly, before walking to the bathroom, and changing his own clothes. He emerged a few moments later in a pair of boxers and a tank top, much to Bulma's delight.
Her first thoughts were *Yummy* But, she quickly pushed them aside *Yamcha...think about Yamcha...* She mentally coaxed herself, before finally giving up, and sighing aloud.
"Whatcha thinking about?" He asked her softly.
~*All the guys I knew before*~
*You* she said to herself. "Nothing much" She said to him. "Hmm.. Let's see here, what to do? What to do? Oh! I know! We can talk about my birthday! So, tell me, Where're we going?" She asked happily, as she plopped down to rest on her bed.
"Well, I wanted to surprise you, but we were planning on taking you to the Underground...sound good?" He asked her, taking note of the shocked expression that crossed her face.
"What? How in the HELL do you think you're gonna manage to get in there? They NEVER let ANYONE in, unless you're like super well known, or something." She asked, dumbfounded.
~*You walked into my life*~
"This is true, let's just say I have friends in low places, eh? Now, what say we find something else to do, eh? Like find a drink...a BIG drink." He said aloud, before heading to the kitchen, Bulma hot on his heels.
"Well, I've got Vodka...want me to make a couple screwdrivers?" She asked, before digging through the cabinets, and coming up empty handed. "Damn! My freakin parents musta found it...Looks like we're settling for a couple of beers instead." She mumbled angrily, before opening the refrigerator, and finding the vodka there. "You know what? I'm not even gonna ask... Heh, guess what? Now we have Vodka, but no orange juice! How the hell am I supposed to make a screwdriver without orange juice! I give up! Ok, that's it...Grab the shot glasses, and the movie, we're playin grinch." Bulma said, rather determined, much to Goku's delight.
~*I was the type to never want for nothing*~
"Bulma, you know I always win this game! Why do you even bother?" He asked her jokingly.
"Because, one of these days, I'M gonna win!" She exclaimed, before grabbing the movie, and popping it in. (Ok, A/N here, The game Grinch is played by watching the movie The Grinch--animated version, peeps-- And every time the word "who" is said, you take a shot, Works very well...though I've never lasted through the first five minutes)
Sure enough, five minutes, later, Bulma was dead drunk, and Goku was well on his way.
~*I love you*~
"So, I guess I win again, huh?" He asked her, holding his hands above his head to signal his victory.
"Did not! I'm still drinkin! See?" Bulma replied, before taking a swig of the now-empty Vodka bottle.
"Uh huh, SURE ya are. Whaddya say we get you to bed, huh? You're toasted, and frankly, I don't wanna hear your bitching when you wake up with a hangover." He told her, before picking her up, and carrying her gently to her bedroom. He sat her down on her side of the bed, and kissed her forehead lightly, before realizing what he'd done, and pulling away quickly. Much to his obvious relief however, she was already sound asleep.
~*I want you*~
"Sweet dreams, Bulma." He said, before walking to the living room, and cleaning up the mess they'd made. He walked back, and crawled into bed beside her, this time not resisting the urge to pull her closer. After all, he could blame it on the alcohol. He drew her tiny form into his muscular arms, and gave a contented sigh, before noticing a VERY painful fact. His half erection from earlier had now escalated to a full salute, and having her pressed against him wasn't exactly helping matters any. She moved a bit in her sleep, and her knee brushed against his hardened member, eliciting a small groan from him. He banged his head on the pillow once, before pulling her closer to him, and sighing yet again. Oh yes, it was going to be a LONG night, a very long night indeed...
~*I love you*~
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Sooooo.. whatcha think? Good? Bad? Ugly? Anyone ever heard of the Grinch game? Anyone at all...Ok people, I know we weren't the ones that made it up, so I know SOMEONE has to have played! Ok, Yes, I know I chopped half of the song off, but I HATE repeat choruses, so I don't use them unless I absolutely have to. Lemme know what you think about this chap, I'll get the next one to ya soon, sound like a plan? Good...Glad ya like it! Now, go leave me a review :)
~*Vegetas-Princess*~