Things of the Past
Chapter 6
Disclaimer: Whatever it is, I don't own it. ^^;
Juuhachigou sat cross-legged on the floor. Her eyes were closed in deep meditation. Krillin grinned mischeviously and tip-toed up behind her.
"BOO!" he yelled as he tickled her in the stomach. She jumped up in surprise and into a fighting stance by habit. Once seeing who it was, she dropped her guard and sighed irritably.
"It's only you. Don't do that," she scolded before sitting back down into her meditation form. Krillin scrunched up his face.
"Yes, Juu-chan, I missed you. I'm glad you missed me, too!" he repled sarcastically before sitting down next to her, also cross-legged. She opened her eyes and stared at him expectantly.
"What? Is it against the law for me to meditate, too?" he asked before closing his eyes. He proceeded to attach his middle fingers and thumbs together, resting his hands on his knees. "Huuuummmmm..."
Juuhachigou scoffed at his 'meditation' noise. She chose to simply ignore him, but couldn't hide the small smile playing on her lips now.
~*~
"Yeah, you'll have to come down once we're done with all of the Four Rule meetings!" ChiChi exclaimed happily. Kakkarot nodded his head.
"Definitely. I miss you, Chi!" he responded playfully. She giggled.
"How about in a week? We should be done by then," she suggested. Kakkarot checked his calender for any prior engagements.
"That sounds great to me," he said and she beamed.
"Excellent!" she clapped her hands giddily.
ChiChi looked up as Juunanagou entered the room. She smiled at him and looked back at her palm-sized communicator.
"Hey, Kakkarot, I've got to go. I'll call you later, kay?" she said and he nodded again.
"See ya later, Chi!" he said as he cut off the connection. ChiChi closed her communicator and set it down on the desk. She turned around to face Juunanagou.
"What can I do for ya', Juu-kun?" she asked, walking over to him. He smiled.
"I just thought I'd come and see if you'd care to take a walk with me," he replied in a questioning tone. She nodded.
"I'd love to!"
He extended his arm and cleared his throat. "Well, madam, let us be off then!"
She graciously linked her arm with his while lifting her head an extra notch.
"Yes, good sir, let us!"
They both laughed and set off out the doors.
~*~
Juuhachigou stood up from her seated place on the ground and stretched. She looked down at Krillin who was still 'meditating' and shrugged. She pivoted on her heel and began to walk off. Upon hearing footsteps other than her own, she turned slightly and rolled her eyes.
"What do you want, shorty?" she asked, annoyed. Krillin raised an eyebrow.
"Damn, you're a bitch," he chuckled. She stopped in mid-step and turned all of the way around in shock. "Don't tell me that no one has ever told you that," Krillin said in mock-surprise.
"No..." she responded quietly. His mouth formed an 'O' shape.
"Sorry," he rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. She said nothing, but turned around and began walking again. Nobody had ever called her any type of rude name before except her brother. She hadn't really thought about it, but she guessed that she was a LITTLE rude. Maybe she had never been called any names because she was a princess.
She glanced over her shoulder at Krillin. He was a king; he could certainly speak his mind around her even if he was using a joking tone. She knitted her eyebrows together in thought.
~*~
Bulma stood bent over her newest invention, adding the finishing touches. It wasn't really anything special, just a little doohickey that probably didn't even have any real purpose. That was okay though; it was mainly an object made specifically for getting her mind off of a certain murderous Saiyajin.
She had been especially excited about seeing her best childhood friend, but watching him kill that servant had squashed any hope she had that he was the same boy she knew. The same boy that she would cuddle up to when the group was studying or just talking. She frowned to herself whilst tightening a screw.
The way he had looked at her had made her shiver. That look had a purpose and had implied things that he ought not have been implying in the first place. She set down her tool and smirked triumphantly at her invention. Now, she wondered, what could I do with it?
She knew that she was only trying to think of a purpose for the triangle-shaped machine, so that she would stop thinking about Vegeta. Because of such, she only thought about him more. What a riot.
The moment he had stepped through the throne room doors, she had instantly sighed at the fact of how absolutely dreamy he looked. His eyes were even blacker than she remembered. They also held more depth; she knew that she would fall into the abyss of darkness if she stared into them for too long.
"So handsome..." she murmured quietly to herself, fingering her invention absently.
The dark figure watching her from the shadows stepped out quietly. He walked up behind her and bent down to her height.
"Doing anything interesting?" he whispered into her ear. Bulma cried out in surprise and stumbled forward a few steps and fell over her desk. She whirled around on her back and stared frightfully at the intruder.
"Damn you, Vegeta!" she yelled angrily. "Don't DO that!"
He smirked and walked closer to her, bending over her leant back form, so that their bodies were touching. She tried to scoot back further, but the desk blocked her.
"W-What do you want?" she stuttered. He looked down at her exposed legs and softly ran his fingertips up her thigh. She gulped nervously.
Vegeta suddenly backed away from her and looked at the door. Bulma looked at him in confusion then followed his gaze. A few minutes later, Zarbon entered. Vegeta crossed his arms over his chest with a smug look on his face.
Zarbon looked at Vegeta suspisciously, but didn't dwell on his presence.
"Darling, the wedding planner is here. Shall we go meet her?" he asked Bulma. Her voice caught in her throat and she looked at Vegeta.
Vegeta looked at Zarbon and then Bulma. He sneered at the two of them, now seeing the obvious. He about-faced and stomped out of the room without a word.
Oooo. Zarbon and Bulma are engaged. Vegeta doesn't seem too happy about it, does he? Awww, Krillin is trying to get Juuhachigou to lighten up. Juunanagou is just being cute, as usual. ^_~ I hope you enjoyed the chapter and I'll try to have another one up soon!
Chapter 6
Disclaimer: Whatever it is, I don't own it. ^^;
Juuhachigou sat cross-legged on the floor. Her eyes were closed in deep meditation. Krillin grinned mischeviously and tip-toed up behind her.
"BOO!" he yelled as he tickled her in the stomach. She jumped up in surprise and into a fighting stance by habit. Once seeing who it was, she dropped her guard and sighed irritably.
"It's only you. Don't do that," she scolded before sitting back down into her meditation form. Krillin scrunched up his face.
"Yes, Juu-chan, I missed you. I'm glad you missed me, too!" he repled sarcastically before sitting down next to her, also cross-legged. She opened her eyes and stared at him expectantly.
"What? Is it against the law for me to meditate, too?" he asked before closing his eyes. He proceeded to attach his middle fingers and thumbs together, resting his hands on his knees. "Huuuummmmm..."
Juuhachigou scoffed at his 'meditation' noise. She chose to simply ignore him, but couldn't hide the small smile playing on her lips now.
~*~
"Yeah, you'll have to come down once we're done with all of the Four Rule meetings!" ChiChi exclaimed happily. Kakkarot nodded his head.
"Definitely. I miss you, Chi!" he responded playfully. She giggled.
"How about in a week? We should be done by then," she suggested. Kakkarot checked his calender for any prior engagements.
"That sounds great to me," he said and she beamed.
"Excellent!" she clapped her hands giddily.
ChiChi looked up as Juunanagou entered the room. She smiled at him and looked back at her palm-sized communicator.
"Hey, Kakkarot, I've got to go. I'll call you later, kay?" she said and he nodded again.
"See ya later, Chi!" he said as he cut off the connection. ChiChi closed her communicator and set it down on the desk. She turned around to face Juunanagou.
"What can I do for ya', Juu-kun?" she asked, walking over to him. He smiled.
"I just thought I'd come and see if you'd care to take a walk with me," he replied in a questioning tone. She nodded.
"I'd love to!"
He extended his arm and cleared his throat. "Well, madam, let us be off then!"
She graciously linked her arm with his while lifting her head an extra notch.
"Yes, good sir, let us!"
They both laughed and set off out the doors.
~*~
Juuhachigou stood up from her seated place on the ground and stretched. She looked down at Krillin who was still 'meditating' and shrugged. She pivoted on her heel and began to walk off. Upon hearing footsteps other than her own, she turned slightly and rolled her eyes.
"What do you want, shorty?" she asked, annoyed. Krillin raised an eyebrow.
"Damn, you're a bitch," he chuckled. She stopped in mid-step and turned all of the way around in shock. "Don't tell me that no one has ever told you that," Krillin said in mock-surprise.
"No..." she responded quietly. His mouth formed an 'O' shape.
"Sorry," he rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. She said nothing, but turned around and began walking again. Nobody had ever called her any type of rude name before except her brother. She hadn't really thought about it, but she guessed that she was a LITTLE rude. Maybe she had never been called any names because she was a princess.
She glanced over her shoulder at Krillin. He was a king; he could certainly speak his mind around her even if he was using a joking tone. She knitted her eyebrows together in thought.
~*~
Bulma stood bent over her newest invention, adding the finishing touches. It wasn't really anything special, just a little doohickey that probably didn't even have any real purpose. That was okay though; it was mainly an object made specifically for getting her mind off of a certain murderous Saiyajin.
She had been especially excited about seeing her best childhood friend, but watching him kill that servant had squashed any hope she had that he was the same boy she knew. The same boy that she would cuddle up to when the group was studying or just talking. She frowned to herself whilst tightening a screw.
The way he had looked at her had made her shiver. That look had a purpose and had implied things that he ought not have been implying in the first place. She set down her tool and smirked triumphantly at her invention. Now, she wondered, what could I do with it?
She knew that she was only trying to think of a purpose for the triangle-shaped machine, so that she would stop thinking about Vegeta. Because of such, she only thought about him more. What a riot.
The moment he had stepped through the throne room doors, she had instantly sighed at the fact of how absolutely dreamy he looked. His eyes were even blacker than she remembered. They also held more depth; she knew that she would fall into the abyss of darkness if she stared into them for too long.
"So handsome..." she murmured quietly to herself, fingering her invention absently.
The dark figure watching her from the shadows stepped out quietly. He walked up behind her and bent down to her height.
"Doing anything interesting?" he whispered into her ear. Bulma cried out in surprise and stumbled forward a few steps and fell over her desk. She whirled around on her back and stared frightfully at the intruder.
"Damn you, Vegeta!" she yelled angrily. "Don't DO that!"
He smirked and walked closer to her, bending over her leant back form, so that their bodies were touching. She tried to scoot back further, but the desk blocked her.
"W-What do you want?" she stuttered. He looked down at her exposed legs and softly ran his fingertips up her thigh. She gulped nervously.
Vegeta suddenly backed away from her and looked at the door. Bulma looked at him in confusion then followed his gaze. A few minutes later, Zarbon entered. Vegeta crossed his arms over his chest with a smug look on his face.
Zarbon looked at Vegeta suspisciously, but didn't dwell on his presence.
"Darling, the wedding planner is here. Shall we go meet her?" he asked Bulma. Her voice caught in her throat and she looked at Vegeta.
Vegeta looked at Zarbon and then Bulma. He sneered at the two of them, now seeing the obvious. He about-faced and stomped out of the room without a word.
Oooo. Zarbon and Bulma are engaged. Vegeta doesn't seem too happy about it, does he? Awww, Krillin is trying to get Juuhachigou to lighten up. Juunanagou is just being cute, as usual. ^_~ I hope you enjoyed the chapter and I'll try to have another one up soon!