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Plugs: Anything by MistyDea, Veresti, Nekoni, SapphireAngelofNight, and Crystalline Maxwell. That should cover it, huh?
Sorry, I'm not really in the mood for a long A/N right this second, so I'll just skip to the ficcie, kk?
Disclaimer: Sticks and Stones may break my bones, but chains and whips excite me *smirk*
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Everyone Says I love you
Chapter Eleven: Until I get Over You
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~*Woke up today thinking of you*~
Son Goku stirred lightly from his position on Bulma's couch. He not so gently rubbed the kinks from his neck, silently cursing himself for not just sleeping in the bed like he'd always done. Then, he remembered. He couldn't, because he was honestly afraid he'd rape her in his sleep. The attraction had gotten that bad.
"Fuck.." He cursed aloud, instantly grateful that her parents hadn't been around to witness his sudden outburst of profanity.
"You know, such a mouth is unbecoming on a young man." Mrs. Briefs said cheerily as she carried a tray of pastries across the room.
~*Another night that I made my way through*~
He added another string of curses, in his mind this time, before reluctantly following the blond woman into the kitchen.
"So, care to tell me what's got you so shaken up?" Bulma's mother questioned, her expression never changing.
"It's nothing, Mrs. B. Just something I should've taken care of a long time ago, but didn't." Goku replied.
~*So many dreams still left in my mind*~
"Oh, you mean falling in love with Bulma?" She questioned honestly.
"Yeah, that's part of it."
"Oh! You mean SLEEPING with Bulma!" She replied with a sly smile.
~*But they can never come true*~
Goku's mouth fell open, and he visibly paled, before opening his mouth to speak. Bunny Briefs cut him off quickly, however, her hand raised in the air to stop any protest he might've made.
"My dear, I wasn't born yesterday, you know. Bloodstained sheets generally only mean one thing, you know."
"I'm so sorry, Mrs. B. I know you probably don't trust me now." Goku replied, his voice low and shaky.
~*I press rewind and remember when*~
"Goku... I know how you feel about her. I can see it when you look at her. I know you'd never hurt her, and that's what matters to me. Though, I wish you BOTH had waited for marriage, there's nothing I can say. You're both adults now, and while you'll always be my kids, I have to let you make your own mistakes. Besides, it's not like you'd listen to an old woman like me." She replied with a wink.
"I..I'm falling apart Mrs. B. But when I try to tell her, it's like she doesn't care. Like she doesn't give a damn what happens to me.. as long as she's got her precious Yamcha to fall back on. And Kami knows I'd never do anything to hurt her."
"I know that, you know that, SHE doesn't know that. She's been hurt so much before, Goku. And she'd terrified of it happening again. You can't blame the girl for that one. Nor can you make her love you. Love is something that grows with time, and something you have to care for and nurture... If you don't, it won't grow."
~*I close my eyes and I'm with you again*~
"I've tried so hard Mrs. B. I really have. I've loved her for so long... And Kami, it feels like even longer to me! Because everytime I've tried showing her, she hurts me! For example, first grade.. We were in Mrs. Thompson's room.. And I kissed her. Well, she turned around and hit me with her pink stuffed elephant!! Not only did it hurt like hell, she blacked my eye!"
"A pink plushie-elephant did THAT?! Wow, that's what I call a violent toy! But.. That's beside the point, Goku. That was a childish crush, not love." Mrs. Briefs reminded him.
"Yeah, I know. It was sort of a metaphorical example."
~*But in the end I can still feel the pain every time I hear your name*~
"Well, all I can tell you is to do what's best for you, Goku. If she hurts you so badly, then perhaps you should try a new approach."
"What's that?"
"Hurt her back."
~*The sun won't shine since you went away*~
Goku's eyes widened so far that he thought for a moment they might pop out of his head. "I could never hurt her!"
"I don't mean anything like that, Goku! I simply mean.. Find a girl she absolutely hates, and then proceed from there."
"I already tried that.. It doesn't work as well as you might think."
~*Seems like the rain's falling every day*~
"Yes, but did you take her to prom?"
"I don't even think I'm GOING to prom."
"Oh yes you are! Trust me on this one.. If you follow my advice, it's sure to be a night you'll never forget."
~*There's just one heart, where there once was two*~
"That's what I'm afraid of.." Goku mumbled quietly, before leaning in to pay attention to Bulma's mother's plan.
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Bulma walked slowly into the kitchen, her eyes widening a bit when she saw both Goku and her mother, who had previously been huddled together at the kitchen table, break apart quickly. They each cast her a forced look of innocence, before she saw her mother cast Goku what she swore was a wink. She quirked an eyebrow at the two, before shrugging her shoulders and snatching the orange juice from the refrigerator. She poured a glass quickly, and walked back to her bedroom, where she quickly changed into a pair of capris and a tight t-shirt with a strawberry on it. She threw on a pair of sandals and made her way back to the kitchen, where her mother was still seated, but Goku was nowhere to be found.
~*But that's the way it's gotta be,*~
"Ok, care to tell me what you two were talking about?" Bulma asked as she plopped down at the table across from the blond haired woman.
"Nothing much dear. Just seems Goku's got a crush on a girl, and wasn't sure how to go about telling her."
"Yeah, believe me, I know all about the crush. To tell you the truth, I wish I didn't."
~*'til I get over you*~
"Oh! You know Mandy, then? That's great! I was afraid you'd be jealous of her! But since you already know her, that's perfect!"
"M..Mandy? I thought that was just some passing thing..." Bulma let her voice trail off at the end, her hurt evident.
"Yes, dear.. I thought you knew? Well, he's taking her to prom, of course, and since he's like one of my own, I decided to rent a hotel room for him... you know, to kind of encourage the moment." Mrs. Briefs giggled. She had to hide a smile as a look of murderous rage passed over Bulma's face.
~*Walked through the park, in the evening air*~
"You did WHAT?!" Bulma screeched, her face a bright red color. "You're supposed to tell him NOT to have sex.. Not rent him a hotel room!!"
"Well... I didn't see the harm in it. After all, the boy's Nineteen years old, he can make his own decisions."
"This is just NOT FAIR!" Bulma screamed, before stalking off towards her bedroom once more.
~*I heard a voice and I thought you were there*~
"Think she bought it?" Goku asked, as he emerged from the pantry.
"Hook, line, and sinker." Bunny replied.
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~*I run away but I just can't escape*~
Bulma lie on her bed, sifting through a box full of old photographs. Memories rushed up to greet her as she sifted through them, stopping every now and then to reminisce on the events each picture held.
"You dropped one." A voice from behind her said gently, and she turned to face it's owner. In Goku's outstretched hand, he held a picture from Halloween a few years back.
"You know, you look pretty good in a pink dress... for a guy, that is." She replied, as she took the photo from him. Goku had dressed as a ballerina that year, right down to the delicate little shoes, and the lacy pink tutu.
~*Memories of you everywhere*~
"Yeah, well.. I STILL maintain that wasn't me."
"Right, then who was it?"
"Well, since it wasn't me... My evil twin did it!"
~*They say that time will dry the tears*~
"Is that so? Well, tell your evil twin that he shouldn't impersonate people, it's not nice."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Whoa! Remember this one?" Goku asked as he removed another picture from the box. Goku and Bulma's class mates were all dressed as different foods. And experiment from one of their teachers to show how different they all were. Of course, most of the class was dressed as pizza, so the experiment failed.
"Hey, Goku... If I were a food, what would I be?" Bulma questioned softly.
~*But true love burns for a thousand years*~
"Weren't you a pizza?" Goku asked in reply.
"That was then.. this is now."
"Well, now.. I'd have to say... a strawberry.. A big, juicy, sweet..." Goku replied, his voice low and seductive.
~*Give my tomorrows for one yesterday*~
Bulma felt a familiar heat run across her abdomen, and found herself leaning closer to Goku, her head tilted slightly upward. Just before their lips brushed, Goku pulled away, a strange look on his face.
"Um, Bulma? I'm dating Mandy now.. I really couldn't do that to her." He said softly, before standing from the bed, and walking quietly to the door. He cast one more look back at her, nearly losing his cool as he saw the tear making it's way down her cheek.
"I'm sorry.." He added in his mind, "I love you." And with that, Goku left the room, shattering Bulma's heart as he did so.
~*Just to know that I could have you here*~
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Four hours later, Bulma was walking through the East ridge mall, on a quest for the shop where she'd gotten her prom dress. Her mother was following along behind her silently, the sly smile still on her face. Goku had told her of the events that had taken place in Bulma's room.. And everything was going according to her plan.. Well, mostly. There was still the issue of making Bulma fight for what was hers.. But that could be taken care of later.
"Finally! I was beginning to wonder if we'd EVER get here!" Bulma exclaimed as she entered the small store.
~*When will this river of tears stop fallin'*~
"Ah, Miss Briefs! The man just arrived with your dress! And I must say, I think you'll be MOST pleased with the results."
"I hope so. If not, then I'm screwed." She muttered, before smiling slightly at the man, and opening her purse. "How much do I owe you for it?"
"Wouldn't you like to try it on first.. To make sure no adjustments need to be made?" The man questioned, his eyebrow quirked slightly.
~*Where can I run so I won't feel alone*~
"Not really. I'm at the point where I could care less if it fits or not. Now, how much do I owe you?"
"Two hundred fifty three dollars, ma'am. And I'm sorry to have questioned you before."
"No problem. If you'll excuse me, I'm in a bit of a rotten mood, and I'd like nothing more than to go home, curl up in a ball, and die." Bulma replied harshly, before handing the man her money, grabbing the dress, and stalking quickly out of the store.
~*Can't walk away when the pain keeps callin'*~
"I have to apologize for my daughter... She's in love. And you know how those teenagers can be."
"Oh yes, I know. I've got two of them myself. They're probably about her age, too.. Misty and Mandy." The clerk replied.
"Hmm.. Your Mandy wouldn't be dating a boy named Goku, would she?"
~*I've just gotta take it from here on my own*~
"I've heard her mention him... But, sadly, I have to admit I don't know much about either of their lives."
"That's understandable. Well, I'd better go try to find Bulma.. Kami knows that girl needs all the supervision she can get."
"You take care, ma'am.. and good luck." The man replied, before going back to whatever it was he had been doing before the pair entered...
~*But it's so hard to let go*~
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I know, I know.. It was short.. But, well... As most of you know, there's only about... Two more chaps left, so I'm mainly saving the juicy stuff for them. At least it's updated, right? But, rest assured, the last chaps are going to be EXTREMELY juicy.. And if everything plays out correctly, lemony as well. :)
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~*Chante*~