I know it's been awhile since I've added a new chapter, but I've been trying to update the other chapters. I believe this is going to be the longest chapter I've written. Well, anyways here it is Chapter 3.
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ChiChi turned around and knocked on the red door of the yellow house. After a few moments Bulma came scurrying to the doorway. She opened it, put on a big smile and said, "Hi, welcome to our home!"
"Hi!" they replied stepping through the doorway.
"Bulma, do you need me to help you in the Kitchen?" ChiChi asked.
"Oh, if you don't mind, it would help me out a lot." Bulma replied.
"I don't mind. I'm sure you have a lot of work to do, so I'd be glad to help you." ChiChi said following Bulma to the kitchen, which was through the doorway straight ahead. The others went to the right to the living room. On the white sofa, Vegeta sat channel surfing.
"Oh hi" Vegeta grunted.
Bulma stuck her head through the door which separated the kitchen from the living room, "Be nice Vegeta!!" she yelled.
"Yeah, yeah he grumbled.
Goku heard him mumble something that he made out to be; " These dumb humans haven't got any good shows on these dumb machines."
"Liven up Vegeta. This is supposed to be a fun time. Family and friends getting together, what could be better other than food?" Goku said.
"Yeah, whatever! Just leave me alone you baka."
"Okay" Goku replied dumbly and sat on the chair allowing the other s to take the sofa and the few other wooden chairs with cushions on the seat and back that were sat out for them.
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"Sometimes I wonder about Vegeta." she sighed and then continued, "He's been training ever since the last time you guys came over. I think something is up, but he won't tell me what. It's really ticking me off!" Bulma yelled with furiously.
"Goku has been training too, and its worrying me." ChiChi looked at the ground and about cried, but caught herself and looked back up.
"Well, enough about guy trouble" Bulma said noticing ChiChi was about to cry. "Will, you go give this to Vegeta and tell him to put these steaks on the grill, and that I said if he mouths one thing to you, he will sleep in Trunk's room on the floor." Bulma finished as Goten came in.
"Hey, Bulma, do you know where Trunks is?"
"Yeah he's in the gravity room training." she replied handing the steaks to ChiChi who walked into the living room and laid out the speech of Bulma's to Vegeta.
"Thanks" Goten said and ran back across the living room to the off-white door and went in.
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"Bulma!! The nerve of that woman telling me I have to do something or I can't go to sleep till midnight because I have to sleep in Trunks room with his darn television." Vegeta said as slamed the T-Bones and sirloin onto the grill.
"She thinks she can get away with talking like that to me!" Vegeta scowled.
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"Hey Trunks!!"
"Hi he replied punching his closed fist into the air.
"Do you need a sparring partner?" Goten asked hopingly. He always got bored at Bulma's house unless Trunks was there.
"Sure! That would help," he said punching upwards as if slamming someone in the jaw with a brick.
Goten jumped up and began punching. Trunk's blocked all the oncoming attacks of Goten by lifting his arms in the way so the punches slammed into his arm instead of his face. He followed every movement of Goten throwing in a few punches at him to no avail. Trunks though continued easily blocking the attacks trying to find a flaw in Goten's style. He looked from head to toe of every movement following like he was in poverty and Goten's movements were a gold coin.
Then, there it was, the flaw. Trunks went on the offense pushing more blows upon Goten's arm. Trunks ground his teeth together. He began to punch more rapidly until Goten opened up his weak point.
Goten lifted his leg behind him ready to kick Trunks in the side only hard enough to beat him, not crack his ribs. But as his leg came to a halt as something held it. He noticed Trunks was no longer in front of him but at his side holding his leg. Trunks smiled and flipped Goten over his head sending him hurtling toward the cold hard tiled floor of the gravity room with a crash leaving a large cavity were he landed.
Trunks tilted his head with a grin and said, "I win"
Goten lifted the rubble from him to stand. He wiped blood that was running from his nose on his sleeve and looked sarcastically at him, "Your very modest aren't you?!"
"I guess. If that's what you want to cal it"
"Yeah, well your little success won't stand long against me!" Goten shot up hurtling head first for Trunks stomach. Before he reached him Trunks had disappeared and reappeared above him slamming his intertwined fingers into Gotens neck. Goten fell to the ground, but inches from slamming into it, he recovered and stopped himself, "This time that ditch will be made from Trunks' body!" he thought out-loud.
"Or will it?" Trunks added mockingly.
"You_" Goten yelled flinging himself around to see the top of Trunks' head. He grabbed it in his hands and flung him over his head making him slide across the floor leaving a large long crevice. Goten turned to see the slowly rising body smirking.
"Don't-you-dare-smirk!!" he said through deep breaths, "I'm not near done with you my old friend. You WILL NOT beat me!! Is that clear?!"
"Yes, as mud." Goten made his smart remark and flung hi raised fist charging through the air at Trunks. Trunks disappeared and Goten couldn't stop himself. His fist went through the tile and dry wall to the other side. His fist protruding through it so little no one in the living room noticed. He pulled it out and turned around to catch Tunks' punch and nail him in the nose with a hard right fist he had just pulled from the wall.
Trunks hit the other wall and slid to the ground getting up only to have blood running from his now broken nose and from scratches he had got from slamming into the large tiles.
Goten felt his right knuckles searing with pain as blood dropped from cuts and scraps he had received from punching his hand through the wall. Goten then slowly got up and began to walk toward were Trunks had slid across the floor. He jumped over it so to get closer to Trunks. He then pulled his fist back and attempted a left punch to the left side of Trunks head. As Trunks was watching Goten's left hand Goten pulled his right fist back, clenched it as hard as he could and gave Trunks a bruised jaw.
Trunks quickly recovered and slammed his fist upwards towards Goten's jaw. Goten Quickly got to Trunk's left side and kicked with all the strength he had. Trunks flew to the other side of the room flying through the wall to the living room. He nearly missed his father's head and hit the other wall of the living room falling to the ground out cold.
Goten walked out scratching the back of his head with a hesitant smile on his face.
ChiChi and Bulma poked ltheir heads around the corner of the living room, "TRUNKS", "GOTEN"!
As ChiChi began lecturing, yelling, disciplining, or whatever you want to call, Bulma walked over to the sofa her legs crossed and arms crossed over her chest. She shook her leg with furry occasionally getting up to check the food. When she came back she sat in the same position on the same white sofa waiting for Trunks to awake.
When he finally woke, Bulma launched herself from the couch like a rocket with a very stern look on her face. She began yelling at Trunks, "Now my father has to come over in his weak body and repair what you broke. And aren't we going to have a field day with the insurance!!" she yelled flailing her arms as if she were running from a ravage animal. "And even more, I have to hire a contractor to make this wall even thicker!!"
"But, mom it wasn't all my fault. I mean yeah I did egg Goten on, but…" he said in a hoarse voice.
"It was your fault. Okay. No one else's.
This went on and on until Bulma wore herself out and stamped herself into the kitchen. "Oh, he just infuriates me!!" she said in a loud monotonous voice. She went on, "Oh, and Vegeta don't you dare forget about those steaks! I paid good money for them and don't want them burnt!"
Vegeta stood putting on an angry face and walked out back to the black charcoal grill. He lifted the lid and turned the steaks with the metal tongs and spread some more of the seasoning on the other side with a marinade brush. As he finished he walked inside sat back in his place on the couch and continued to watch television.
An hour later Vegeta went and got the steaks and brought them in and placed one on each on the white plates with lines criss-crossing and swirling all over the place on the very edge.
Bulma took the food from their many white ovens. She placed the crescent rolls, green beans, pork n' beans, ranch beans, black eyed peas, corn on the cob, corn out of the can, baked and mashed potatoes, crackers, a beef broth for the crackers, bread and butter, and a strawberry, raspberry, pumpkin, blueberry, and blackberry pies. She put the forks, spoons, and napkins around the plates and sat out cans of many kinds of pops.
Bulma gathered every one into the kitchen. Goku racing by her as the word "food" came out of her mouth.
Everyone chose his or her favorite beverage whether it is pop, tea, or water. Goku piled six plates packed full of all the food on the table and began scoffing it down. He drank through eight coca' colas. Every one except Gohan, Goten and ChiChi looked at him with wide eyes. "I told you Bulma that we should make all this food. Bulma merely nodded continuing to gawk at how quickly and how much food Goku ate.
After a few minutes, just before the food got cold, the others, Vegeta, Bulma, Trunks, Pan, and Videl began to eat quite quickly afraid Goku would eat it all before they got their share.
"Any time now, when we are all done I will challenge Goku to the destined fight of the century. I WILL win, I will NOT lose." Vegeta thought smirking at Goku.
"What's the problem Vegeta?" Vegeta Goku asked his mouth full of food.
Goku came to reality with a start, "Oh, nothing."
Everyone began dessert, so, Vegeta decided it was time. "Kakkarot, I will show you and the world I am stronger, I challenge you to a fight to the death. The one that kills the other will be "the ultimate saiyan", and I will be that saiyan!!" Vegeta yelled clenching his fist. "Oh, and Bulma, I hate to admit it, but you were right, you would eventually find out what was bothering me."
"Don't be irrational Vegeta. Is it really necessary to fight to the death?!" Bulma said hesitantly.
"Yes, me and Kakkarot have a score to settle from before I was even your lover. I will not take it any longer not to settle this score. I would rather die than Kakkarot be stronger than me, so if he is stronger, though he is not, I would rather die!"Vegeta yelled.
"Vegeta please, you know I don't want to kill you. And I don't want you to kill me." Goku said uneasily.
"No, this is the only way. Kakkarot, if you don't fight I will be forced to kill you!!"
"Fine," Goku's eyes sharpened staring unblinkingly at Vegeta, "if that is the only way, than so it will be. But it will not prove a thing. I just thought you should know that."
"Humph," Vegeta smirked, crossed his arms and walked out the back door yelling behind him, "I will be waiting Kakkarot.
Everyone watched as Goku stood up sternly, turned and followed Vegeta. When Goku was out of the room everyone else stood up and followed him.
Goku and Vegeta floated in the air. Their eyes locked, hearts beating fastly. "Vegeta, I will try not to kill you. But if it comes to that," Goku turned his head toward Bulma and Trunks, "I am truly sorry."
Vegeta smirked, "You show weakness in your actions Kakkarot."
"Go Vegeta!!" Bulma yelled.
"You think Vegeta can beat Goku?! How absurd." ChiChi said.
"Well, he can!"
"Can't"
"Can"
"Can't"
This went on until the sun was almost down. Vegeta and Goku clouted in the dim light from the sun. Vegeta's head cocked to the side, Goku's head tilted forward both staring at each other.
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Well, there is chapter three. My longest chapter yet. I hope this was a lot better. I tried. Review and tell me what you think of this and the other chapters. Thnx
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ChiChi turned around and knocked on the red door of the yellow house. After a few moments Bulma came scurrying to the doorway. She opened it, put on a big smile and said, "Hi, welcome to our home!"
"Hi!" they replied stepping through the doorway.
"Bulma, do you need me to help you in the Kitchen?" ChiChi asked.
"Oh, if you don't mind, it would help me out a lot." Bulma replied.
"I don't mind. I'm sure you have a lot of work to do, so I'd be glad to help you." ChiChi said following Bulma to the kitchen, which was through the doorway straight ahead. The others went to the right to the living room. On the white sofa, Vegeta sat channel surfing.
"Oh hi" Vegeta grunted.
Bulma stuck her head through the door which separated the kitchen from the living room, "Be nice Vegeta!!" she yelled.
"Yeah, yeah he grumbled.
Goku heard him mumble something that he made out to be; " These dumb humans haven't got any good shows on these dumb machines."
"Liven up Vegeta. This is supposed to be a fun time. Family and friends getting together, what could be better other than food?" Goku said.
"Yeah, whatever! Just leave me alone you baka."
"Okay" Goku replied dumbly and sat on the chair allowing the other s to take the sofa and the few other wooden chairs with cushions on the seat and back that were sat out for them.
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"Sometimes I wonder about Vegeta." she sighed and then continued, "He's been training ever since the last time you guys came over. I think something is up, but he won't tell me what. It's really ticking me off!" Bulma yelled with furiously.
"Goku has been training too, and its worrying me." ChiChi looked at the ground and about cried, but caught herself and looked back up.
"Well, enough about guy trouble" Bulma said noticing ChiChi was about to cry. "Will, you go give this to Vegeta and tell him to put these steaks on the grill, and that I said if he mouths one thing to you, he will sleep in Trunk's room on the floor." Bulma finished as Goten came in.
"Hey, Bulma, do you know where Trunks is?"
"Yeah he's in the gravity room training." she replied handing the steaks to ChiChi who walked into the living room and laid out the speech of Bulma's to Vegeta.
"Thanks" Goten said and ran back across the living room to the off-white door and went in.
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"Bulma!! The nerve of that woman telling me I have to do something or I can't go to sleep till midnight because I have to sleep in Trunks room with his darn television." Vegeta said as slamed the T-Bones and sirloin onto the grill.
"She thinks she can get away with talking like that to me!" Vegeta scowled.
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"Hey Trunks!!"
"Hi he replied punching his closed fist into the air.
"Do you need a sparring partner?" Goten asked hopingly. He always got bored at Bulma's house unless Trunks was there.
"Sure! That would help," he said punching upwards as if slamming someone in the jaw with a brick.
Goten jumped up and began punching. Trunk's blocked all the oncoming attacks of Goten by lifting his arms in the way so the punches slammed into his arm instead of his face. He followed every movement of Goten throwing in a few punches at him to no avail. Trunks though continued easily blocking the attacks trying to find a flaw in Goten's style. He looked from head to toe of every movement following like he was in poverty and Goten's movements were a gold coin.
Then, there it was, the flaw. Trunks went on the offense pushing more blows upon Goten's arm. Trunks ground his teeth together. He began to punch more rapidly until Goten opened up his weak point.
Goten lifted his leg behind him ready to kick Trunks in the side only hard enough to beat him, not crack his ribs. But as his leg came to a halt as something held it. He noticed Trunks was no longer in front of him but at his side holding his leg. Trunks smiled and flipped Goten over his head sending him hurtling toward the cold hard tiled floor of the gravity room with a crash leaving a large cavity were he landed.
Trunks tilted his head with a grin and said, "I win"
Goten lifted the rubble from him to stand. He wiped blood that was running from his nose on his sleeve and looked sarcastically at him, "Your very modest aren't you?!"
"I guess. If that's what you want to cal it"
"Yeah, well your little success won't stand long against me!" Goten shot up hurtling head first for Trunks stomach. Before he reached him Trunks had disappeared and reappeared above him slamming his intertwined fingers into Gotens neck. Goten fell to the ground, but inches from slamming into it, he recovered and stopped himself, "This time that ditch will be made from Trunks' body!" he thought out-loud.
"Or will it?" Trunks added mockingly.
"You_" Goten yelled flinging himself around to see the top of Trunks' head. He grabbed it in his hands and flung him over his head making him slide across the floor leaving a large long crevice. Goten turned to see the slowly rising body smirking.
"Don't-you-dare-smirk!!" he said through deep breaths, "I'm not near done with you my old friend. You WILL NOT beat me!! Is that clear?!"
"Yes, as mud." Goten made his smart remark and flung hi raised fist charging through the air at Trunks. Trunks disappeared and Goten couldn't stop himself. His fist went through the tile and dry wall to the other side. His fist protruding through it so little no one in the living room noticed. He pulled it out and turned around to catch Tunks' punch and nail him in the nose with a hard right fist he had just pulled from the wall.
Trunks hit the other wall and slid to the ground getting up only to have blood running from his now broken nose and from scratches he had got from slamming into the large tiles.
Goten felt his right knuckles searing with pain as blood dropped from cuts and scraps he had received from punching his hand through the wall. Goten then slowly got up and began to walk toward were Trunks had slid across the floor. He jumped over it so to get closer to Trunks. He then pulled his fist back and attempted a left punch to the left side of Trunks head. As Trunks was watching Goten's left hand Goten pulled his right fist back, clenched it as hard as he could and gave Trunks a bruised jaw.
Trunks quickly recovered and slammed his fist upwards towards Goten's jaw. Goten Quickly got to Trunk's left side and kicked with all the strength he had. Trunks flew to the other side of the room flying through the wall to the living room. He nearly missed his father's head and hit the other wall of the living room falling to the ground out cold.
Goten walked out scratching the back of his head with a hesitant smile on his face.
ChiChi and Bulma poked ltheir heads around the corner of the living room, "TRUNKS", "GOTEN"!
As ChiChi began lecturing, yelling, disciplining, or whatever you want to call, Bulma walked over to the sofa her legs crossed and arms crossed over her chest. She shook her leg with furry occasionally getting up to check the food. When she came back she sat in the same position on the same white sofa waiting for Trunks to awake.
When he finally woke, Bulma launched herself from the couch like a rocket with a very stern look on her face. She began yelling at Trunks, "Now my father has to come over in his weak body and repair what you broke. And aren't we going to have a field day with the insurance!!" she yelled flailing her arms as if she were running from a ravage animal. "And even more, I have to hire a contractor to make this wall even thicker!!"
"But, mom it wasn't all my fault. I mean yeah I did egg Goten on, but…" he said in a hoarse voice.
"It was your fault. Okay. No one else's.
This went on and on until Bulma wore herself out and stamped herself into the kitchen. "Oh, he just infuriates me!!" she said in a loud monotonous voice. She went on, "Oh, and Vegeta don't you dare forget about those steaks! I paid good money for them and don't want them burnt!"
Vegeta stood putting on an angry face and walked out back to the black charcoal grill. He lifted the lid and turned the steaks with the metal tongs and spread some more of the seasoning on the other side with a marinade brush. As he finished he walked inside sat back in his place on the couch and continued to watch television.
An hour later Vegeta went and got the steaks and brought them in and placed one on each on the white plates with lines criss-crossing and swirling all over the place on the very edge.
Bulma took the food from their many white ovens. She placed the crescent rolls, green beans, pork n' beans, ranch beans, black eyed peas, corn on the cob, corn out of the can, baked and mashed potatoes, crackers, a beef broth for the crackers, bread and butter, and a strawberry, raspberry, pumpkin, blueberry, and blackberry pies. She put the forks, spoons, and napkins around the plates and sat out cans of many kinds of pops.
Bulma gathered every one into the kitchen. Goku racing by her as the word "food" came out of her mouth.
Everyone chose his or her favorite beverage whether it is pop, tea, or water. Goku piled six plates packed full of all the food on the table and began scoffing it down. He drank through eight coca' colas. Every one except Gohan, Goten and ChiChi looked at him with wide eyes. "I told you Bulma that we should make all this food. Bulma merely nodded continuing to gawk at how quickly and how much food Goku ate.
After a few minutes, just before the food got cold, the others, Vegeta, Bulma, Trunks, Pan, and Videl began to eat quite quickly afraid Goku would eat it all before they got their share.
"Any time now, when we are all done I will challenge Goku to the destined fight of the century. I WILL win, I will NOT lose." Vegeta thought smirking at Goku.
"What's the problem Vegeta?" Vegeta Goku asked his mouth full of food.
Goku came to reality with a start, "Oh, nothing."
Everyone began dessert, so, Vegeta decided it was time. "Kakkarot, I will show you and the world I am stronger, I challenge you to a fight to the death. The one that kills the other will be "the ultimate saiyan", and I will be that saiyan!!" Vegeta yelled clenching his fist. "Oh, and Bulma, I hate to admit it, but you were right, you would eventually find out what was bothering me."
"Don't be irrational Vegeta. Is it really necessary to fight to the death?!" Bulma said hesitantly.
"Yes, me and Kakkarot have a score to settle from before I was even your lover. I will not take it any longer not to settle this score. I would rather die than Kakkarot be stronger than me, so if he is stronger, though he is not, I would rather die!"Vegeta yelled.
"Vegeta please, you know I don't want to kill you. And I don't want you to kill me." Goku said uneasily.
"No, this is the only way. Kakkarot, if you don't fight I will be forced to kill you!!"
"Fine," Goku's eyes sharpened staring unblinkingly at Vegeta, "if that is the only way, than so it will be. But it will not prove a thing. I just thought you should know that."
"Humph," Vegeta smirked, crossed his arms and walked out the back door yelling behind him, "I will be waiting Kakkarot.
Everyone watched as Goku stood up sternly, turned and followed Vegeta. When Goku was out of the room everyone else stood up and followed him.
Goku and Vegeta floated in the air. Their eyes locked, hearts beating fastly. "Vegeta, I will try not to kill you. But if it comes to that," Goku turned his head toward Bulma and Trunks, "I am truly sorry."
Vegeta smirked, "You show weakness in your actions Kakkarot."
"Go Vegeta!!" Bulma yelled.
"You think Vegeta can beat Goku?! How absurd." ChiChi said.
"Well, he can!"
"Can't"
"Can"
"Can't"
This went on until the sun was almost down. Vegeta and Goku clouted in the dim light from the sun. Vegeta's head cocked to the side, Goku's head tilted forward both staring at each other.
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Well, there is chapter three. My longest chapter yet. I hope this was a lot better. I tried. Review and tell me what you think of this and the other chapters. Thnx
