Chapter 5
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Danny had left Vegeta's room early, slipping out silently so as not to disturb his much needed sleep. She padded sleepily to the dining area, still clad in only her pajamas and saw that she was not the only early riser. Goku sat at one end of the long table chatting with Uzume who sat across from him. Danny smiled and sat next to Goku who grinned when he saw her.
"G'mornin', Danny!" He greeted. Uzume smiled a 'good morning', while sipping at her coffee.
"Good morning, you two. What's for breakfast, Uzume dear?" Danny asked. Uzume only smiled playfully.
"The usual… by the way, Danielle… where were you last night? When I peeked in to check on you this morning… you weren't in your room." Danny blushed and looked at Goku who was winking like an idiot and smiling.
"Oh, honestly! The both of you are acting like little children. I… was worried about Vegeta, so I went to check on him last night and fell asleep at the desk in his room." She straightened her posture indignantly, but the red tint still lingered across her cheeks.
"Suuure you did!" Goku and Uzume answered in unison before breaking into a fit of giggling suited only for 13 year old girls. Danny crossed her arms in mock anger, but couldn't help smiling a little.
"What are you 3 idiots giggling about?" Came a stern, though sleepy voice. They all looked up to see Vegeta standing over them. He had obviously just woken up.
"Nothing…" Goku sputtered between chuckles. Vegeta scowled and grabbed a bagel from the center of the table.
"Let me know when you children are capable of intelligent conversation…" He grumbled and walked towards the TV, munching on his dry breakfast. Danny, Uzume, and Goku looked at each other and started laughing all over again.
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"YOU WHAT!? How… how COULD you!?"
"I can't help the way I am!! Why can't you just accept me?"
"We have CHILDREN for Christ's sake! And you're telling me to accept you?"
"I thought you loved me!! Apparently I was wrong."
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"Have you noticed the way she's been behaving lately? I'm starting to think-"
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"Well, John… I'm n-"
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"And now for a words from our-"
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"FOR THE LOVE OF KAMI!!! Pick a station Kakarotto!!" Vegeta, who had been lounging in the large white sofa in front of the TV, was now perched on the edge of the cushion. His hands balled into fists, left eye twitching slightly. Goku looked over at Vegeta with an expression of alarm.
"Gee, sorry Vegeta." He mumbled and sunk lower into his chair before quickly turning 'Days of our Lives' back on. Goku sighed tiredly as he watched Vegeta relax again. He didn't want to say anything… especially not to Uzume or Vegeta, but he was having a constant horrible ache in his chest. Noticeable to others only by Goku's constant wincing and rubbing of his chest. He ignored it as best he could and pretended to be interested in the TV show.
"All right. You have my attention… what is it?" Goku looked up to see Vegeta standing over him.
"Huh?"
"Don't give me that, Kakarotto. I've seen the way you've been acting. So, what do you want, sympathy?" Vegeta sneered down at his fellow saiyan.
"No, Vegeta. I don't want sympathy." Goku's eyebrow's drew together in an angry frown. "Can't you just leave me alone?" He stood up so that he could be the taller one. "I'm not in the mood for your games." With that, he brushed past Vegeta and walked down the hallway to his room. Vegeta stood, a look of shock plastered across his face, and watched.
"I've never seen him like this before." Vegeta turned to see Uzume behind him, holding a cup of medicine in her hand.
"The man's about to die, you two. Couldn't you be a little more understanding?" Danny's voice arose from the recliner that was situated next to the two sofas. "Honestly, I'd have thought that you of all people would understand what he's going through, Vegeta." Vegeta whirled around angrily.
"Listen woman, you don't ever tell me what to think. If I want your opinion, I'll give it to you. So shut-up and mind your own business." He spat out hatefully. Danny's eyes widened and she rose from her chair.
"Don't call me woman. My name is Danielle. And whether you want my opinion or not, I refuse to be silent when I see you treat others like they aren't worth your time!" Uzume squeaked and ducked past the two seniors… 'Jeez , old people can be scary…'
"Since you obviously ignored half of our conversation, human, you must have missed the part where I asked the big idiot what was wrong." Vegeta and Danny were nose to nose now, both looking at the other with contempt.
"Oh, whatever. You looked at him like he was a bug you could squash. Why would anyone want to talk to you about their problems when you're so preoccupied with your image?" She countered. Vegeta opened his mouth to say something in his defense, but Danny held up her hand, "Aren't you afraid? Of dying with no one who cares for you? Don't you want to leave behind any memories? Or is your pride really worth giving all that up?"
"Shut-up, woman, I warn you. I will not be spoken to like that by some pathetic human. I care nothing for this Earth anymore. Leaving behind memories is not on my list of priorities." Vegeta said, before turning on his heel and taking the same path Goku had walked only moments ago. Danny could only watch, tears building up in her eyes.
"I will not be reduced to tears by that arrogant bastard. I will not! I know there must be more to him than what's on the surface…" She blinked back the tears and straightened her posture. "Uzume!"
"Yes, Danny?" Uzume appeared behind her, looking rather frazzled. "Did you need something?"
"Yes, dear. I need to ask you a few questions. If you have the time." Danny smiled at her.
"Sure thing, Danny. Let's talk at lunch, okay? Old Mr. Reeves keeps trying the jump out the window… I have to watch him until my lunch break." Uzume gestured behind her to an elderly man who was inching his way towards the larger windows near the front of the room.
"I think you might want to go get him, dear." Danny smiled, trying not to laugh as Uzume ran after Mr. Reeves, her expression frantic. 'Hopefully I'll get some answers…' With a long sigh, Danny settled back into her recliner to watch the daily drama that was life at a retirement home…
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A/N- Argh! Really crappy chapter, I know. I just really wanted to get it written. I promise that Chapter 6 will be longer and much better than this one. Thanks for reading. ^^ Ja ne!
