Liz: And now I present chapter six, which I wrote all on my own..
Matt: Hey, no you didn't! I wrote it.
Liz: Yeah, but I typed
it!
Matt. Big friggin deal! It's my ideas.
Liz: Oh fine. You can have the credit.
Disclaimer: I don't own it.
A/N: Matt really did write this chapter. I added a few little things, but this is basically his stuff word for word.
Chapter 6: Am I that sodding obvious?
The sounds of laughter could be heard emanating from the Son household. It was after dinner and the boys had disappeared into Trunks and Goten's playroom. Dinner had been a rather awkward meal, as Chichi had not quite forgiven Liz over the frying pan incident and everyone else was on Liz's side about it. No one really liked that frying pan.
Anyway, the window of the playroom was flashing wildly. "Geez, Matt, you play a crazy game of Gundam!" Goten said.
Matt flashed a self-confident smile, which, as most of friends back home could attest too, didn't cross his face much. "Well, I play games all the time back home, and righting games are my specialty." he said.
"But you beat me when I was using the Tallgeese" wailed Trunks, "No one has ever done that, not even Gohan!"
"This is true," called Gohan, who was sitting on a chair across the room, "until today, Trunks was the undisputed champ." Then he glanced at his watch. "Whoa you two, its nearly one in the morning, way past your bedtimes. I'm sure the only reason Mom hasn't come storming in here is because we have special guests. Now turn off the game and hop into bed, cause I don't think another round against Matt would do you any good anyway."
"Awww…" whined the two boys, but a quick eyebrow flash from Gohan sent them hopping, literally, into bed. "Night, Matt-san!" both chimed.
"Good night to you too! And tomorrow, I'll show you more of my comics, ok?"
"Ok!" they both enthused.
With that, they closed the door to the room, and Gohan turned to Matt.
"Can I speak with you, Matsu-san?" he asked.
"Matsu?" wondered Matt.
"Oh, sorry. Matsu is your name in Japanese." Gohan explained.
"Oh, ok, that's cool. I always wondered what it would be. What do you want to talk about?" Matt asked.
"Well, first of all, what are you guys doing here?" Gohan queried.
"I don't really know myself, Gohan…" replied Matt "Liz and I just sort of ended up here, with no idea of what happened. And that's really all I know."
Gohan smiled. "Weird. Normally, I'd be a bit paranoid, but for some reason I feel I can trust you on that."
Matt sighed. "Good, the last thing I need would be the Z fighters on my case!"
Gohan laughed and then continued. "So, uh, what about you and Liz…are you uh, you know, together?" Gohan still seemed to have a habit of blushing when bringing up the subject of anything personal.
"Do we honestly seem that way?"
"No," replied Gohan, "but you can never tell ya know."
Matt laughed with a bit of a drop in his voice. "Well, cause the next thing I was gonna have to say was 'I wish' but you know how that is."
Gohan grinned the family Grinä "He, I thought so."
"Am I that damn obvious?" Matt asked sarcastically, knowing full well he was.
"Honestly," Gohan answered, "yes, you are."
"Yeah…" sighed Matt, "all of our friends back home thought so too. In fact, I think Liz is the only one who doesn't.!"
"Oh, you'd be surprised at what she probably DOES know my new friend!" smirked the young Saiyan.
"Oh, jaysis, great." Huffed Matt, with a slight of the British what slips into his accent when he's flustered or mad, "No wonder she always does her best to incite me to no end!"
"Well," Gohan gave Matt a pat on the back, which almost sent Matt sprawling down the rest of the stairs, "is she's playing along, she just might like you, you never know."
"Aye, anyway, I doubt it."
"Best not to think of it right now, just get some rest, hopefully things will be a bit more…eh, normal in the morning. Plus, we have a big day, my mom told me she wants to take you two into the city tomorrow to go shopping. You can't go around with just the clothes on your backs!"
"Oh, ok, yeah. Rest sounds really good right now." Heaved Matt, who honestly couldn't tell if it was the ordeal of dimension hopping, or the boys that had worn him out so. "See you in the morning, Gohan."
Matt plodded down the hall to his room, and was about to collapse when he saw that Liz's light was still on. Matt knocked lightly on the door and before he pushed it open a crack. If Liz did not have a bra on this time, well, she would just have to deal with it . "Hey, Lizzy, mind if I come in?"
"Well, since you already opened the door, come on in."
"Sorry." Matt made an embarrassed face. "Just thought you'd like a familiar face to talk too."
"That'd be nice. Chichi forgave me for beating up her frying pan, and Bulma and Videl are great. But it's still weird being here." Liz replied.
"Oh, I know what you mean. Gohan is like, my new best friend already, and Goten and Trunks are just like having two Danny's around." Matt said. Danny was Matt's little brother. "Still, no substitute for the real thing."
Liz rolled over and looked up at Matt. "But you know what the really strange thing is? I don't really miss home. Yeah, I suppose it would be nice to see all the guys again, but I really didn't miss dealing with my parents today. It's like, I was supposed to end up here someday."
"Yeah…" Liz grimaced as she saw Matt's face fade into his "thoughtful" look. "I feel really calm being here…there is no fear at all. And not having to deal with Alissa and her new boyfriend was really nice too." Alissa was a friend from back home whom Matt, lately, could barely stand to look at.
Liz rolled her eyes. "Dude, get over Alissa. All she did was use you for coffee! But I know what you mean about the no fear. You just know nothing is gonna happen cause we're in DBZ world and they always win!"
"Yeah…but what if we are like the extras in anime who always get fragged?" A smile crept onto Matt's face, then he took out a gun and shot his repose to hell. "Speaking of anime, and Alissa, didn't you just use me for Bebop and Trigun?" he stuck out his tongue.
"Hey, no. I also used you for your high-speed Internet connection. Anyway, I had my own copies of Bebop and Trigun. It was just more fun watching them with you. And at that, wasn't the anime just an excuse to get me to your house so you could cuddle with me?"
"Am I that sodding obvious?" Matt's voice flustered its way back to the British Isles. "And, as I remember it, you never broke away from the cuddling as long as there was something to watch, or unless your arm fell asleep. You know you enjoyed it!"
"Touché! Face it, we both just used each other for cheap thrills. Great basis for a friendship. Anyway, what are we going to do here, now, in the present?" Liz laughed.
Matt sauntered his way to the bed, trying his best to look like a confident Holden McNeil, but for the most part ended up looking like a paraplegic with Jell-O for arms. "Well, is there anything you would like to do, here, in the present?"
He sat down next to her.