Alternate Universe
Disclaimer:: I do not own any of the dragonball/z/gt characters. I also do not own anyone else associated with this story. That's right, these people are not my bitches.
"More please!" The four saiyans shouted, putting their empty bowls up to 18.
18 was staring at them with wide eyes. "Uh. . .You guys don't need me to give you more, just help yourselves."
They all nodded and started eating everything that was set out on the table. Vegeta looked at her and noticed that she hadn't touched her food, "You going to eat that?"
18 turned and looked at him, "Huh? Oh. . .No you can have it."
"Thanks!" He grabbed her bowl and started shoving the food into his mouth.
18 had invited Miyu, Bardock, Vegetto, Goku, and Vegeta over for dinner after their hard day of training. Vegeta had refused at first because he had only known them for a few weeks and he thought it might be awkward, but 18 wouldn't take no for an answer.
Miyu was standing against a wall with her arms crossed, looking at the saiyans with disgust. 18 got up from the table and looked at her, "Are you sure I can't get you anything Miyu?"
Miyu glanced her, "You know I don't need to eat food."
18 gave an embarrassed expression, "Yeah, sorry. I guess I'm just forgetful." She stacked some of the empty dishes on top of each other and carried them into the kitchen. She set them down on the sink, turned the hot water on and started washing them. Just as she was washing the last dish, Goku came in carrying more. He set them down on the counter and looked at 18, "Here let me help."
"No, I've got it."
"I insist." He grabbed the plate that 18 was holding and started washing it.
18 stepped aside to give him more room. "Thanks." She started putting the clean dishes away in the cupboards.
"So I hear there's a tournament taking place a few days from now."
"Oh really?"
"Yeah. Me and the boys are going and I thought it would be nice if you came too."
"What about Miyu and Vegeta?"
"Vegeta said he doesn't want to go." He finished with the last dish and turned to look at her, "And for the love of god, don't mention anything to Miyu."
She smirked, "Tired of her kicking your ass?"
"You have no idea." He put his hands on her shoulders, "So what do you say?"
18 smiled nervously and felt her face get hot. "I think I'm going to have to sit this one out."
"Oh come on 18. It'll be fun."
"Really Goku, I don't think I'll be going."
He made a pouting noise and gave her his best puppy dog eyes, "Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease."
18 groaned, "Goku."
"Pwetty Pwetty Pwease."
She narrowed her eyes on him, "Damn you."
"Is that a yes?"
She rolled her eyes in an irritated manner, "Yes."
Goku grinned, "It'll be fun 18, you'll see." He moved his hands from her shoulders, onto her back and hugged her. "I'm going to take Bardock home now. Linor's probably getting worried." He leaned back and looked at her, "I'll see you on Saturday."
"Yeah, see ya." She watched him as he left then leaned back against the refrigerator when he was out of sight. She closed her eyes and let out a long sigh. ~What's wrong with me? The guy's married, I can't feel this way about him~ For the last few weeks, she noticed that her feelings for Goku had been altered in some way and it was starting to get to her.
"Aunty 18."
18 opened her eyes and looked down at Vegetto, "Yes what is it?"
"I'm sleepy."
"Alright." She looked at the clock hanging up on the wall, "Do you want me to take you home or do you just want to stay here again?"
"Stay here."
"Ok sweetie." She grabbed his hand and walked him back into the dinning room, "Say good night Vegetto."
"Night." He waved slowly at Miyu and Vegeta.
"18 are you ok? Your face pink," Vegeta pointed out.
Miyu smirked, "She's fine. She was just blushing."
18 eyes widened, "I was not!"
"Why were you blushing 18?"
"Look I don't have time for this, I have to put Vegetto to bed." She gave them an irritated last glance before taking Vegetto upstairs.
Vegeta rubbed the back of his neck and looked at Miyu, "Maybe we should leave."
Miyu nodded and the two of them walked out.
Upstairs, 18 was pulling a blanket over Vegetto, "Tomorrow we can help each other train. Ok?"
The little boy yawned loudly, "Ok. Night."
She kissed his forehead, "Goodnight." then she turned off the light and walked out of the room. She went back downstairs and realized that everyone had left. She sat down at the table, put her arms on the tabletop, and rested her head on top of them. ~What's the matter with me, I used to be a cold hearted bitch who didn't care about things like love~ She lifted her head up and looked at a picture of her and Gohan that was hanging on the wall, ~It's these damn saiyans. . .Everything was fine before they started coming into my life~
~To be continued~
Disclaimer:: I do not own any of the dragonball/z/gt characters. I also do not own anyone else associated with this story. That's right, these people are not my bitches.
"More please!" The four saiyans shouted, putting their empty bowls up to 18.
18 was staring at them with wide eyes. "Uh. . .You guys don't need me to give you more, just help yourselves."
They all nodded and started eating everything that was set out on the table. Vegeta looked at her and noticed that she hadn't touched her food, "You going to eat that?"
18 turned and looked at him, "Huh? Oh. . .No you can have it."
"Thanks!" He grabbed her bowl and started shoving the food into his mouth.
18 had invited Miyu, Bardock, Vegetto, Goku, and Vegeta over for dinner after their hard day of training. Vegeta had refused at first because he had only known them for a few weeks and he thought it might be awkward, but 18 wouldn't take no for an answer.
Miyu was standing against a wall with her arms crossed, looking at the saiyans with disgust. 18 got up from the table and looked at her, "Are you sure I can't get you anything Miyu?"
Miyu glanced her, "You know I don't need to eat food."
18 gave an embarrassed expression, "Yeah, sorry. I guess I'm just forgetful." She stacked some of the empty dishes on top of each other and carried them into the kitchen. She set them down on the sink, turned the hot water on and started washing them. Just as she was washing the last dish, Goku came in carrying more. He set them down on the counter and looked at 18, "Here let me help."
"No, I've got it."
"I insist." He grabbed the plate that 18 was holding and started washing it.
18 stepped aside to give him more room. "Thanks." She started putting the clean dishes away in the cupboards.
"So I hear there's a tournament taking place a few days from now."
"Oh really?"
"Yeah. Me and the boys are going and I thought it would be nice if you came too."
"What about Miyu and Vegeta?"
"Vegeta said he doesn't want to go." He finished with the last dish and turned to look at her, "And for the love of god, don't mention anything to Miyu."
She smirked, "Tired of her kicking your ass?"
"You have no idea." He put his hands on her shoulders, "So what do you say?"
18 smiled nervously and felt her face get hot. "I think I'm going to have to sit this one out."
"Oh come on 18. It'll be fun."
"Really Goku, I don't think I'll be going."
He made a pouting noise and gave her his best puppy dog eyes, "Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease."
18 groaned, "Goku."
"Pwetty Pwetty Pwease."
She narrowed her eyes on him, "Damn you."
"Is that a yes?"
She rolled her eyes in an irritated manner, "Yes."
Goku grinned, "It'll be fun 18, you'll see." He moved his hands from her shoulders, onto her back and hugged her. "I'm going to take Bardock home now. Linor's probably getting worried." He leaned back and looked at her, "I'll see you on Saturday."
"Yeah, see ya." She watched him as he left then leaned back against the refrigerator when he was out of sight. She closed her eyes and let out a long sigh. ~What's wrong with me? The guy's married, I can't feel this way about him~ For the last few weeks, she noticed that her feelings for Goku had been altered in some way and it was starting to get to her.
"Aunty 18."
18 opened her eyes and looked down at Vegetto, "Yes what is it?"
"I'm sleepy."
"Alright." She looked at the clock hanging up on the wall, "Do you want me to take you home or do you just want to stay here again?"
"Stay here."
"Ok sweetie." She grabbed his hand and walked him back into the dinning room, "Say good night Vegetto."
"Night." He waved slowly at Miyu and Vegeta.
"18 are you ok? Your face pink," Vegeta pointed out.
Miyu smirked, "She's fine. She was just blushing."
18 eyes widened, "I was not!"
"Why were you blushing 18?"
"Look I don't have time for this, I have to put Vegetto to bed." She gave them an irritated last glance before taking Vegetto upstairs.
Vegeta rubbed the back of his neck and looked at Miyu, "Maybe we should leave."
Miyu nodded and the two of them walked out.
Upstairs, 18 was pulling a blanket over Vegetto, "Tomorrow we can help each other train. Ok?"
The little boy yawned loudly, "Ok. Night."
She kissed his forehead, "Goodnight." then she turned off the light and walked out of the room. She went back downstairs and realized that everyone had left. She sat down at the table, put her arms on the tabletop, and rested her head on top of them. ~What's the matter with me, I used to be a cold hearted bitch who didn't care about things like love~ She lifted her head up and looked at a picture of her and Gohan that was hanging on the wall, ~It's these damn saiyans. . .Everything was fine before they started coming into my life~
~To be continued~