Hiya!!!
This is the SEVENTH chapter of locked in. I worked SO hard on it!!! (And F.F.Net wasn't working so-SORRY!!!)
Goten: You spent and hour and fifteen minutes on it.
Emiko: Shut-up.
Goten: Where's Trunks?
Emiko: Gone. You get to do the disclaimer.
Goten: Okay. Emiko doses not own in any way any of the anything of DBZ.
Emiko: Yeah, like I could afford it. I can't even afford a car!!!
Goten: You can't drive. You don't have a license!
Emiko: SO!?!?!?!?!?!?!
ON WITH THE FIC!!!!!!!!!!
LOCKED IN
Bulma sat and stared at the gray of the window and her slouch became more apparent. She sat very still trying to make sense of what had happened in the last few days.
She had broken the whole ordeal into eight Incidents.
Incident the First
She broke up with Yamcha. Her boyfriend of, like, forever.
Incident the Second
She found herself locked in a house with a man that she nearly knew and tried to take over and destroy the people of earth.
Incident the Third
She found herself attracted to the guy.
Incident the Fourth
She found herself falling for the guy.
Incident the Fifth
As she was watching him sleep, she realized that she was head-over-heals for the guy. She LOVED him.
Of course these three things all happened within ten minutes of each other. But that did not make a difference to Bulma.
Incident the Sixth
Vegeta apologized.
Incident the Seventh
She kissed him.
Incident the Eighth
This morning, she woke up as Mrs. Vegeta . . . she didn't ever know her HUSBANDS last name!
'What the hell IS his last name?' she found herself thinking.
She went over the Incident Layout in her head.
'Okay,' she thought, 'I just broke up with a guy, to fall in love with another the next day. Then, not to long after that, say, three hours, I MARRIED the man!' She put her head in her hands, 'This is definitely different.'
"Bulma?" A voice that sent sparks though her spine and made her shiver all over sounded from the doorway.
She turned to face him.
He looked nervous. To any other person, it would have been his same old stare that he usually gives to, well, everyone. But he had a code. She broke the code. She knew what he was feeling every time she saw him.
His ears would perk up slightly if he was intrigued. His eyes would dart, suddenly, if he were surprised. If he were tense, his shoulders would be too. If he were comfortable, his breaths would be long and smooth. His stomach would not tell the world that he was hungry. In fact, he came right out and told you.
Most of the time it was not what his ears, motions or words told you. It was his eyes. He could hide all the emotion he had. Except when it came to his eyes.
If they were a lighter shade of black, almost a dark gray, he was happy. She saw this in him during only three different occasions. When he was fighting, when he was eating, and when he was making love to her.
If they were glazed over, he staring at something her thought was beautiful. They mostly did this if he were looking at the stars, or the sunset, or her. If they were narrowed, he was confused.
Now, if he were angry, crazed, or homicidal, he just flat out laughed.
But he was nervous. He had this look once before. Last night when he tried to explain bonding and asked, 'Could put up with me?'
His chin was bent toward his neck, and his eyes were darker than his normal black.
He was nervous.
"Yeah?" She asked.
"What are you thinking about?"
That surprised her. She was certain he was going to ask about food.
"You."
This startled him. He came next to her on the couch. "What about me?"
"Well, the fact I just married you. The fact that I have to spend the rest of eternity with you. The fact that you are . . . well . . . YOU!"
Then came the uneasy silence.
Ten minutes later, the uneasy silence was beginning to tick Bulma off.
"Vegeta, you look like you just need to think for awhile."
"Yeah, I do."
"Then, I'll go cook, well . . .I don't know what time of the day it is, so . . .food. You think."
She had got up to go into the kitchen when he finally decided to talk, "I would it I could."
"Of course you can think. Everyone can think."
"I know. It's just hard, not seeing the stars."
"The stars?"
"Yeah, they help me think. It lets me know that I'm not the only person in the universe. That I'm just a small part of this huge design and that seems to make my problems a hole smaller," he looked up at her, "You know?"
"Wow." She said. She was shocked at the Say-jin. What he had just said was probably the most beautiful thing she had heard coming from his mouth.
"Except we are covered with 'Super Steal' and I can't see the sky."
"Not necessarily." Bulma said waving her finger in the air, "Follow me," she said. She started walking down the stairs that Vegeta had never been before. They walked down the hall and turned to corner to a single door. "Though here."
"What's in here?" he asked looking at the door.
"The stars. Though, no one's been in here in, forever. So beware of dust!" she said as she opened the door.
As Vegeta walked in, he was wondering how she could have stars in her basement. The room was large and round and had seats all the way around the walls and a huge open area at the base. Right at the center was a stand.
"Bulma, what is this? What are talking about, 'stars'?"
Just then, Bulma had switched the flip on the stand in the middle of the room. The lights went dark and the night sky became visible to the two newly-weds.
"Welcome to the Capsule Corp. Planetarium. Built only for the Brief's family and friends." She said happily and rejoined him.
"Planetarium?" he asked looking at all the shining dots on the ceiling.
"A room that re-creates the night sky. This one moves with the star rotations and planet changes."
"Wow." Vegeta said. "I have to admit, Earthlings do have a FEW good inventions."
"Thank-you."
Vegeta sat down were he was and looked up at the stars above him.
Bulma was about to leave when he pointed. "That star right there."
"Yeah?"
"That's Vegeta."
"I thought it was destroyed?"
"I thought you were a scientist? The light on Vegeta is still shining, because it is so far away. It'll shine for a few more hundred years."
The blue-haired woman sat down next to the Say-jin Prince. "Do you know any more?"
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Well, that chapters done!!!
You all have been telling me how they all seem short and rushed lately, well, there's a reason.
I never thought anyone would actually LIKE this. So, I wrote only the first three chapters before I posted them. I'm making up the rest as I go.
OKAY!!! ON WITH THE THANK-YOUS!!!!
CoolVegeta: NO!!! You are one of my CONSTANT reviewers!!! I just never got any E-Mail review alert about you!! You see, I put all of my reviews on a Word document, so I can type these when my brother has his time online, I just never got a few from you. SORRY!!!!!!!!!!!!! You are one of my FAVORITE reviewers. (Though ALL of my reviewers are my FAVORITE reviewers)
m.z.*d.e.e.: no. I re-read the chapter. It DID seem like it huh? But no.
Kuria: You are INSANE woman!!! (Just so everyone that reads this reply, Kuria is one of my friends that introduced me to Manga. She's also in Guard with me.) Did you hit your head with a flag and rifle one too many times? Thank you for the review. You are a nice friend. Do you know what Colin's E-mail is? I wanted to ask her a question. Also-you missed Tuesday's practice, we learned to do Quads. (Kinda, Britt kept hitting people) and you missed a GREAT story about Debbie and a bee. We laughed are heads off. There is a parent meeting Thursday at 6:30 in the Band Room, Just so ya know. Wow!! I just looked at my reply to you and it seems like my longest reply EVER!!! That's cool. I think that my review on your Yu-Gi-Oh! FanFic was my longest review!!! Oh, YEAH!!! Before I forget!!! Do you watch Ruroni Kenshin? My mother is driving me crazy saying to shut-up about the show, and I get SO mad at her!!! HELP!!! Please say you do!!! Please!!! I'll blow my top!!! YEA!!! TWO SHONEN JUMPS!!! YEA!!! What do you not want to come to Guard? Why not? I should tell you that this Tuesday is mandatory. Sorry. This Saturday, ( the 21st) is the Car wash, just-so-ya-know! And for further reference- YOU ARE APART OF TOPGUARD!!!!
Child of the Ancients: Hi!!! I don't know what else to say, but, THANK YOU!!!
I decided that all my reviewers are in a contest with each other.
Who ever has the MOST reviews at the second-to-last-chapter, will get a part in the last chapter.
Dose that sound like bribing to anyone else? Well, it is. If you REVIEW, you might win!
In other words. REVIEW.
BTW:
Child of the Ancients and m.z.*d.e.e. are tied for first place.
Now you can review.
This is the SEVENTH chapter of locked in. I worked SO hard on it!!! (And F.F.Net wasn't working so-SORRY!!!)
Goten: You spent and hour and fifteen minutes on it.
Emiko: Shut-up.
Goten: Where's Trunks?
Emiko: Gone. You get to do the disclaimer.
Goten: Okay. Emiko doses not own in any way any of the anything of DBZ.
Emiko: Yeah, like I could afford it. I can't even afford a car!!!
Goten: You can't drive. You don't have a license!
Emiko: SO!?!?!?!?!?!?!
ON WITH THE FIC!!!!!!!!!!
LOCKED IN
Bulma sat and stared at the gray of the window and her slouch became more apparent. She sat very still trying to make sense of what had happened in the last few days.
She had broken the whole ordeal into eight Incidents.
Incident the First
She broke up with Yamcha. Her boyfriend of, like, forever.
Incident the Second
She found herself locked in a house with a man that she nearly knew and tried to take over and destroy the people of earth.
Incident the Third
She found herself attracted to the guy.
Incident the Fourth
She found herself falling for the guy.
Incident the Fifth
As she was watching him sleep, she realized that she was head-over-heals for the guy. She LOVED him.
Of course these three things all happened within ten minutes of each other. But that did not make a difference to Bulma.
Incident the Sixth
Vegeta apologized.
Incident the Seventh
She kissed him.
Incident the Eighth
This morning, she woke up as Mrs. Vegeta . . . she didn't ever know her HUSBANDS last name!
'What the hell IS his last name?' she found herself thinking.
She went over the Incident Layout in her head.
'Okay,' she thought, 'I just broke up with a guy, to fall in love with another the next day. Then, not to long after that, say, three hours, I MARRIED the man!' She put her head in her hands, 'This is definitely different.'
"Bulma?" A voice that sent sparks though her spine and made her shiver all over sounded from the doorway.
She turned to face him.
He looked nervous. To any other person, it would have been his same old stare that he usually gives to, well, everyone. But he had a code. She broke the code. She knew what he was feeling every time she saw him.
His ears would perk up slightly if he was intrigued. His eyes would dart, suddenly, if he were surprised. If he were tense, his shoulders would be too. If he were comfortable, his breaths would be long and smooth. His stomach would not tell the world that he was hungry. In fact, he came right out and told you.
Most of the time it was not what his ears, motions or words told you. It was his eyes. He could hide all the emotion he had. Except when it came to his eyes.
If they were a lighter shade of black, almost a dark gray, he was happy. She saw this in him during only three different occasions. When he was fighting, when he was eating, and when he was making love to her.
If they were glazed over, he staring at something her thought was beautiful. They mostly did this if he were looking at the stars, or the sunset, or her. If they were narrowed, he was confused.
Now, if he were angry, crazed, or homicidal, he just flat out laughed.
But he was nervous. He had this look once before. Last night when he tried to explain bonding and asked, 'Could put up with me?'
His chin was bent toward his neck, and his eyes were darker than his normal black.
He was nervous.
"Yeah?" She asked.
"What are you thinking about?"
That surprised her. She was certain he was going to ask about food.
"You."
This startled him. He came next to her on the couch. "What about me?"
"Well, the fact I just married you. The fact that I have to spend the rest of eternity with you. The fact that you are . . . well . . . YOU!"
Then came the uneasy silence.
Ten minutes later, the uneasy silence was beginning to tick Bulma off.
"Vegeta, you look like you just need to think for awhile."
"Yeah, I do."
"Then, I'll go cook, well . . .I don't know what time of the day it is, so . . .food. You think."
She had got up to go into the kitchen when he finally decided to talk, "I would it I could."
"Of course you can think. Everyone can think."
"I know. It's just hard, not seeing the stars."
"The stars?"
"Yeah, they help me think. It lets me know that I'm not the only person in the universe. That I'm just a small part of this huge design and that seems to make my problems a hole smaller," he looked up at her, "You know?"
"Wow." She said. She was shocked at the Say-jin. What he had just said was probably the most beautiful thing she had heard coming from his mouth.
"Except we are covered with 'Super Steal' and I can't see the sky."
"Not necessarily." Bulma said waving her finger in the air, "Follow me," she said. She started walking down the stairs that Vegeta had never been before. They walked down the hall and turned to corner to a single door. "Though here."
"What's in here?" he asked looking at the door.
"The stars. Though, no one's been in here in, forever. So beware of dust!" she said as she opened the door.
As Vegeta walked in, he was wondering how she could have stars in her basement. The room was large and round and had seats all the way around the walls and a huge open area at the base. Right at the center was a stand.
"Bulma, what is this? What are talking about, 'stars'?"
Just then, Bulma had switched the flip on the stand in the middle of the room. The lights went dark and the night sky became visible to the two newly-weds.
"Welcome to the Capsule Corp. Planetarium. Built only for the Brief's family and friends." She said happily and rejoined him.
"Planetarium?" he asked looking at all the shining dots on the ceiling.
"A room that re-creates the night sky. This one moves with the star rotations and planet changes."
"Wow." Vegeta said. "I have to admit, Earthlings do have a FEW good inventions."
"Thank-you."
Vegeta sat down were he was and looked up at the stars above him.
Bulma was about to leave when he pointed. "That star right there."
"Yeah?"
"That's Vegeta."
"I thought it was destroyed?"
"I thought you were a scientist? The light on Vegeta is still shining, because it is so far away. It'll shine for a few more hundred years."
The blue-haired woman sat down next to the Say-jin Prince. "Do you know any more?"
^^^^^^^^^^^^
Well, that chapters done!!!
You all have been telling me how they all seem short and rushed lately, well, there's a reason.
I never thought anyone would actually LIKE this. So, I wrote only the first three chapters before I posted them. I'm making up the rest as I go.
OKAY!!! ON WITH THE THANK-YOUS!!!!
CoolVegeta: NO!!! You are one of my CONSTANT reviewers!!! I just never got any E-Mail review alert about you!! You see, I put all of my reviews on a Word document, so I can type these when my brother has his time online, I just never got a few from you. SORRY!!!!!!!!!!!!! You are one of my FAVORITE reviewers. (Though ALL of my reviewers are my FAVORITE reviewers)
m.z.*d.e.e.: no. I re-read the chapter. It DID seem like it huh? But no.
Kuria: You are INSANE woman!!! (Just so everyone that reads this reply, Kuria is one of my friends that introduced me to Manga. She's also in Guard with me.) Did you hit your head with a flag and rifle one too many times? Thank you for the review. You are a nice friend. Do you know what Colin's E-mail is? I wanted to ask her a question. Also-you missed Tuesday's practice, we learned to do Quads. (Kinda, Britt kept hitting people) and you missed a GREAT story about Debbie and a bee. We laughed are heads off. There is a parent meeting Thursday at 6:30 in the Band Room, Just so ya know. Wow!! I just looked at my reply to you and it seems like my longest reply EVER!!! That's cool. I think that my review on your Yu-Gi-Oh! FanFic was my longest review!!! Oh, YEAH!!! Before I forget!!! Do you watch Ruroni Kenshin? My mother is driving me crazy saying to shut-up about the show, and I get SO mad at her!!! HELP!!! Please say you do!!! Please!!! I'll blow my top!!! YEA!!! TWO SHONEN JUMPS!!! YEA!!! What do you not want to come to Guard? Why not? I should tell you that this Tuesday is mandatory. Sorry. This Saturday, ( the 21st) is the Car wash, just-so-ya-know! And for further reference- YOU ARE APART OF TOPGUARD!!!!
Child of the Ancients: Hi!!! I don't know what else to say, but, THANK YOU!!!
I decided that all my reviewers are in a contest with each other.
Who ever has the MOST reviews at the second-to-last-chapter, will get a part in the last chapter.
Dose that sound like bribing to anyone else? Well, it is. If you REVIEW, you might win!
In other words. REVIEW.
BTW:
Child of the Ancients and m.z.*d.e.e. are tied for first place.
Now you can review.
