A Twist of Fate-Chapter 10
Trista could feel Vegeta's ki as he made his way towards her bedroom. She jumped up and quickly made her way to the balcony. I don't want to talk to anyone! She jumped up in the air and shot off.
Vegeta opened Trista's bedroom door and stopped. I just felt her energy in the room! Where in the world did she go! He thought. Then he noticed the curtains billowing in as the wind blew. Damn, she went out the window! He raced towards the window, and could see Trista off in the distance, fading fast. How did she know I was coming! He gave a frustrated growl and raced after her. He couldn't shake the feeling that there was something going on between Trista and Goku! Vegeta narrowed his eyes as he remembered his son's reaction to the girl. He frowned, remembering that Trunks had asked Trista out plenty of times, but she had always refused. Could it have been because of Goku!? He didn't want his son to be led on, especially not by some female who was in love with someone else! Vegeta's eyebrows raised and he gave a surprised gasp at that thought. But I don't know for sure if she even has feelings for him, let alone love him! Well, he thought, that's exactly what I plan to find out. He sped up, thinking that he sure was going to enjoy getting the truth out of those two. He didn't know about Goku, but Trista could be pretty stubborn. He gave a smug smile. Almost as stubborn as me!
Trista noticed that someone was following her almost immediately. It had to be Vegeta! She groaned. What does he want? She landed on the beach, and watched as the seagulls dived for fish as she waited for Vegeta. No use in trying to out fly him, he's just going to catch me anyways. A few minutes later she heard him as he soundlessly landed on the sand. She could feel his eyes on her, watching for her reaction. When she didn't give any indication that she knew he was there, he came and stood beside her. They stayed like that for a while, neither saying anything. They both watched the ocean as it splashed against the reef. Finally Trista stood up, and started walking left, away from Vegeta. He watched her for a moment, contemplating whether or not to bother her. He could tell that she was troubled by something. Vegeta quickly disregarded his thoughts and ran to catch up to her. She kept her eyes on the ground, deep in thought. Vegeta didn't say anything to her, just silently walked beside her. He let the silence go on, not being the one to first say anything. Finally Trista looked up at him, as if noticing him there for the first time. Vegeta quirked an eyebrow. She sighed.
"Why did you follow me?"
Vegeta crossed his arms. "I wanted to know something."
Trista waited, then gave a frustrated growl when Vegeta didn't enlighten her.
"Well," she said, impatiently.
Vegeta's lips quirked when he heard the impatience in her voice. Then cleared his throat.
"I was wanting to know," he paused, trying to put his thoughts into words. "I wanted to know, do you love Goku?"
Trista's eyebrows raised and her mouth went into a thin line. She turned her head away from him and didn't answer. Vegeta gave a satisfied nod, assuming that that was a yes. He cleared his throat.
"Just do me one favor. Stay away from my son!"
Trista's mouth dropped in shock, then she quickly closed it, realizing she looked like an idiot.
"But we're friends. How come you don't want us to be friends?"
Vegeta frowned. "His feelings for you aren't aimed at friendship."
Trista stared at him for a moment, then gave a surprised "Oh" of understanding.
Vegeta gave her a look, then turned back towards the ocean. Trista followed his lead, watching as the sun set behind the water. They stood in silence until the sun had fully set and the sky had become a midnight blue. Then Vegeta whirled away, and flew back towards Capsule Corporation. Trista stayed where she was, wondering what Vegeta and herself were going to do with the information they just shared.
Trista could feel Vegeta's ki as he made his way towards her bedroom. She jumped up and quickly made her way to the balcony. I don't want to talk to anyone! She jumped up in the air and shot off.
Vegeta opened Trista's bedroom door and stopped. I just felt her energy in the room! Where in the world did she go! He thought. Then he noticed the curtains billowing in as the wind blew. Damn, she went out the window! He raced towards the window, and could see Trista off in the distance, fading fast. How did she know I was coming! He gave a frustrated growl and raced after her. He couldn't shake the feeling that there was something going on between Trista and Goku! Vegeta narrowed his eyes as he remembered his son's reaction to the girl. He frowned, remembering that Trunks had asked Trista out plenty of times, but she had always refused. Could it have been because of Goku!? He didn't want his son to be led on, especially not by some female who was in love with someone else! Vegeta's eyebrows raised and he gave a surprised gasp at that thought. But I don't know for sure if she even has feelings for him, let alone love him! Well, he thought, that's exactly what I plan to find out. He sped up, thinking that he sure was going to enjoy getting the truth out of those two. He didn't know about Goku, but Trista could be pretty stubborn. He gave a smug smile. Almost as stubborn as me!
Trista noticed that someone was following her almost immediately. It had to be Vegeta! She groaned. What does he want? She landed on the beach, and watched as the seagulls dived for fish as she waited for Vegeta. No use in trying to out fly him, he's just going to catch me anyways. A few minutes later she heard him as he soundlessly landed on the sand. She could feel his eyes on her, watching for her reaction. When she didn't give any indication that she knew he was there, he came and stood beside her. They stayed like that for a while, neither saying anything. They both watched the ocean as it splashed against the reef. Finally Trista stood up, and started walking left, away from Vegeta. He watched her for a moment, contemplating whether or not to bother her. He could tell that she was troubled by something. Vegeta quickly disregarded his thoughts and ran to catch up to her. She kept her eyes on the ground, deep in thought. Vegeta didn't say anything to her, just silently walked beside her. He let the silence go on, not being the one to first say anything. Finally Trista looked up at him, as if noticing him there for the first time. Vegeta quirked an eyebrow. She sighed.
"Why did you follow me?"
Vegeta crossed his arms. "I wanted to know something."
Trista waited, then gave a frustrated growl when Vegeta didn't enlighten her.
"Well," she said, impatiently.
Vegeta's lips quirked when he heard the impatience in her voice. Then cleared his throat.
"I was wanting to know," he paused, trying to put his thoughts into words. "I wanted to know, do you love Goku?"
Trista's eyebrows raised and her mouth went into a thin line. She turned her head away from him and didn't answer. Vegeta gave a satisfied nod, assuming that that was a yes. He cleared his throat.
"Just do me one favor. Stay away from my son!"
Trista's mouth dropped in shock, then she quickly closed it, realizing she looked like an idiot.
"But we're friends. How come you don't want us to be friends?"
Vegeta frowned. "His feelings for you aren't aimed at friendship."
Trista stared at him for a moment, then gave a surprised "Oh" of understanding.
Vegeta gave her a look, then turned back towards the ocean. Trista followed his lead, watching as the sun set behind the water. They stood in silence until the sun had fully set and the sky had become a midnight blue. Then Vegeta whirled away, and flew back towards Capsule Corporation. Trista stayed where she was, wondering what Vegeta and herself were going to do with the information they just shared.