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Indigo Spice
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By: Amalthea* aka Saiyajin Peach aka Hatti Lee*
Started: 5.9.2
Author's Notes: Don't get stressed during this chapter... This is in fact a Goku/Vejita fic.
Warnings: This fic is yaoi, which means it contains male/male intimacy. If you're uncomfortable with that or if you're just plain narrow-minded, I suggest you go elsewhere. Also, this fic is rated R for slight violence, language, and sexual content. If you're under age or uncomfortable with that, please go elsewhere.
Disclaimer: I don't own DragonBall Z or it's characters. I'm not making any money off of this. So, please don't sue me!!! It's not like you'd get much anyways.
Okay, if there's anyone left... One with the fic...
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"And one, and two, and one, and two" chimed a woman on TV, showing her class how to stretch their legs high in the air properly.
"Woo-ee! And one, and two" Meijin Roshi whooped, eyes bugging out at the sight of such well-figured women.
"Really, Meijin, be serious! Goku's going on his first date tonight!" Krillin yelled in the old man's ear, finally gaining his attention.
"Oh, really? Goku's finally got a date?" the old master said, eyebrows rising high over his red-rimmed sunglasses.
"You guys, it's no big deal."
Both Roshi and Krillin looked up from where they sat in the common room to see that Goku wasn't wearing his usual gi. Instead, he was wearing a white T-shirt, a pair of faded blue jeans, and a pair of worn, brown, steel-toe, lace-up boots.
"Wow, must be a big deal if you're dressing up." Roshi said, his eyebrows still raised high.
"Well, I guess I'm gonna go It's almost twelve." Goku said, heading for the door.
"Better take a jacket. The winds blowing from the east, it's going to be cold in the city." Krillin said, rising from his seat.
Goku opened the front door, letting the cool night air caress his skin, "Nah, feels great out here."
"Shut the damn door!" Roshi called, having returned to his exercise videos.
"To you maybe, but to normal people, it's cold." Krillin said in a shaky voice, shivering as he approached his friend with a jacket in hand.
Goku frowned, taking the brown, stylishly tattered bomber jacket. It had been hanging in his closet for occasions such as these.
"Thanks, see ya later," Goku said, his smile returning as he hurried outside, looking up to the sky as he brought his hands to his mouth, "Kinto'un!"
"Make sure no one sees you on that cloud!" Krillin hollered after his friend, frowning when he realized that the fool most likely hadn't heard. Stepping back inside the large pink house, Krillin ignored his master's whooping, making his way upstairs to his room.
So long ago he and Goku had arrived on the island to train in the martial arts. Goku had had a tail back in those days, and he was so strong. Krillin fell back on his bed. What was he thinking? Goku was still strong, extremely strong. His best friend, practically his brother, was an alien. There was no doubt about it. Of course everyone was worried for Goku, but he always seemed to be more than worried. None of them understood, not even Goku If people found out, they'd try and kill him. Goku was strong, but surely he couldn't fight off Earth's entire population.
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Goku worshiped the feel of the wind against his face. He absolutely loved flying, which he was capable of doing. The half moon hung low in the sky, casting a shimmering reflection over the ocean. He wondered if he was the only one to notice such things.
As he approached the coast, he flew high, jumping from his yellow cloud, a gift from Meijin Roshi so many years ago. He landed with a loud tap of his boots. The street was clear and he was positive no one had seen. Walking past a small hotel, Goku got the strangest feeling. He could sense a strong life energy. He'd always been able to pick up on the powers of others, but this one was different. Not only was it unbelievably strong, but it was so familiar. It reminded him of his own ki.
Shrugging the strange feeling off, Goku continued on down the street, where the lights of the many clubs and bars shown brightly. People were everywhere, wearing the latest fashions and driving the most expensive vehicles.
Goku squinted his eyes, carefully reading the many blinking neon signs. Finally he caught sight of a bright prink martini glass with "Club Mecha" written across it in the same bright pink. Glancing around, he couldn't see Yamcha's car and figured that they'd come in one of Bulma's four-seater hover cars.
Making his way to the entrance, Goku's eyes bugged at the sight of such a long line. Maybe this hadn't been such a good idea.
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"Man, what's taking him so long?" Chi-Chi complained, watching the entrance carefully.
"You know he took that stupid cloud here and is walking into town." Yamcha said, straightening his black slacks and white dress shirt as he slid into the booth after Bulma. He was completely amazed every time he saw the blue-haired beauty. When he'd stopped by her house to pick her up his mouth fell open as she stepped out in the shortest tightest little blue dress ever with high heels and lots of sparkling silver jewelry. However, both he and Bulma had been shocked when Chi-Chi stepped out of her house wearing her long raven hair down, high heels, and a short, lacy black dress, looking more than sexy.
"I don't see why he won't get a Capsule car Even if he can't afford one, I'm sure my father would give him something simple." Bulma said, waving her hand to a hot-looking waiter.
"What can I get you?" the young man said, noting the fact that these people looked a bit young.
"Um let's see Get me a Bud and a Pink Poodle." Yamcha said, ordering for Bulma as well.
"Pink Poodle?" Chi-Chi questioned, knowing nothing of alcoholic drinks.
"Yes, Ma'am. It's the newest drink we have to offer." The waiter said, smiling sweetly.
"Oh, well, get me one too, and Oh, you guys, what do you think Goku will want?"
Bulma looked over to Chi-Chi, smiling for a moment before bursting out into laughter, "He'll probably want one too."
Chi-Chi laughed as well, knowing their long time friend would be jealous over their fancy drinks if all he got was a bottle, "Right."
"So, that's three Pink Poodles and a Bud?" The waiter remained until he'd received a nod from the guy before hurrying off.
"Look, I can see him outside!" Chi-Chi said, rising from her seat to get a better look, "Oh, but he's still in line."
"Don't worry, I'll go get him." Yamcha said, walking to the door, and his friend who happened to be working as the bouncer.
"Wow, Goku's pretty dressed up." Bulma said, her eyebrows rising at the sight of her sexy friend. She noticed the light blush on Chi-Chi's cheeks, but knew better. The girl was such a tease, flirt, ho, you name it.
"Hiya, guys!" Goku said, grinning. Okay, so maybe this wasn't going to be so bad after all. Just as they sat around the half moon booth, the waiter arrived, quickly passing drinks around and hurrying off again.
Goku examined the lovely drink for a moment, impressed by it's bright pink color and fancy margarita glass, "What is this?" He asked curiously.
"Mm It's a Pink Poodle. Great, huh? It's so mild You can barely taste the alcohol." Bulma said, sipping hungrily at hers.
Goku brought the glass to his nose, "Smells pretty strong." He said, his senses easily picking up on the drink's charm.
"Just try it, it's good, really." Chi-Chi said, taking a dainty sip from her own pink drink.
Shrugging and giving up the battle, Goku took in a swallow, his eyes squinting from such a disgusting taste, "Ugh. That's great?" he said, looking to Bulma with confusion.
They all watched as he pushed the glass far from him, bursting out in laughter at the cute-ness of the situation.
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Hours passed and the crowded club only grew louder and smellier. Goku could barely stand it any longer. No wonder Krillin had turned down the invitation. The music was loud and reminded him of the jackhammers and screaming monkeys.
He was also bored beyond all belief. Bulma and Yamcha had quickly lost their bashfulness with only a few more drinks and were now engaged in a rather heated tongue dual. Chi-Chi, however, seemed to be as girly as ever, her loud pushiness on hold for some strange reason. She seemed to be embarrassed having to sit by a slightly moaning Bulma, her cheeks glowing pink.
Goku was about to fall asleep when Chi-Chi finally spoke up, "Um, hey, you want to get out of here?"
"Yeah." Goku said, quickly rising from his seat, heading for the door with the raven-haired beauty in tow.
Once outside in the cool night air, the two teens took a deep breath, walking slowly until they'd reached Bulma's large Capsule car.
Without saying a word, Chi-Chi opened the door and climbed in the back, motioning for Goku to follow.
A bit confused, but unquestioning, Goku climbed in as well, pulling the door shut behind him. Something was going on. Chi-Chi was acting Flirty with him, being sure to lean close, giving him an excellent view of her ample cleavage. However, he wasn't interested and tried to just ignore it. Then, without warning, she was climbing onto his lap.
"What What are you doing?" Goku asked, forgetting the question instantly when a hand squeezed lightly on his crotch.
"Don't you want me? Aren't I beautiful?" Chi-Chi whispered, faking a sexy, slightly labored whisper as she worked his pants undone, not surprised when she found that he wasn't wearing any underwear; however, she was more than surprised at the size of his manhood.
"Sure, you're real pretty, but I don't think we should be Ah" Again, his thoughts were wiped from his mind as she scooted his pants down, taking hold of his manhood, pumping slowly.
Chi-Chi smiled, settling herself in a more comfortable position, straddling him as she worked him to a full erection. Soon, his breathing had grown labored and she was scooting her dress up, pulling her black silk thong to the side.
"Ah, no We can't be doin' this I gotta go" Goku said, trying his best to gently push her off.
Thinking fast, "Please, Goku I" Chi-Chi said, pulling him back, lifting his hands to her breasts as she leaned forward, whispering in his ear, "I love you."
Goku was shocked, and froze as the words pounded in his mind. Of course, he knew he didn't love the girl, but she was a very good friend. If it was true, if she loved him like she said she did, he didn't mind giving her his virginity.
Without a moment's hesitation, Chi-Chi smiled, returning to the position they'd been in moments ago. Gently, she began lowering herself onto him, gasping at the feel of complete fullness.
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"Excuse me."
Bulma pulled back, her vision a bit hazy, "Huh?" Her and Yamcha were I the process of rounding second base, but now they were looking up at a tall, serious looking man accompanied by a smaller man who was smiling like a dork.
"How old are you two?" the man said in a gruff voice.
"Uh Heh heh Eighteen." Yamcha said, smiling sheepishly.
"Right. I suggest you get out of here before we call the authorities." The smaller man said, watching in amusement as the beautiful young woman stumbled as she quickly rose to her feet.
Yamcha was there though, wrapping an arm around his girlfriend's waist to prevent her from toppling over, "Come on, let's go."
The night air was a welcome as the two made their way to the car, sobering up slightly from having the brakes put an instant halt on their fun.
Letting her eyes focus, Bulma took in her surroundings, when suddenly she caught sight of a rather handsome man dressed in dark clothing, leaning against the wall, his hair defying gravity much like Goku's. However, he had a much more serious look on his face, almost like he was upset. Blinking and shaking her head, Bulma looked up to see that he was gone.
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Goku climbed out of the hot car, buttoning his pants and tucking in his shirt, jacket in hand, "Uh Heh heh Hi, guys." He said upon seeing Bulma and Yamcha.
"G Goku? What on Earth?" Bulma said, eyes wide.
"Look, I gotta go. Sorry." Goku said, turning on his heel and sprinting rather quickly down the street towards the beach.
"Ugh, he knows better than to go so fast." Yamcha said, noticing that quite a few people had noticed their friend's speed.
"Oh my Chi-Chi, did what I think just happened here, happen?" Bulma said as she climbed in the passenger side door as Yamcha closed the door, stepping around the car quickly, and plopping down in the driver's seat.
"Yeah," Chi-Chi said, blushing, regretting that they'd showed up when they had, "Just promise you won't tell anyone."
"Are you two going out or something?" Yamcha asked, a little more than confused.
"No," Chi-Chi said, pausing to think this through, "Just promise you won't tell anyone."
"Right, well, let's get you two home." Yamcha said, starting up the Capsule car and taking off rather quickly.
Bulma nodded her reply to her best friend. She didn't like this one bit. For sure she was the only one who knew of her friend's promiscuity, however, quite a few speculated it. It just seemed wrong for her to be using Goku though. He was so innocent and naïve to the world. She didn't protest though, she didn't know the whole story, and either way, it was none of her business.
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Vejita growled, taking his anger out on his invisible enemy. How long had he been training anyway? Suddenly stopping, the bronze-skinned warrior backed off, faking that he was out of breath. It being Sunday and all, the place had several occupants other than himself and there was no point in gaining too much attention.
His mind was troubled though. He couldn't understand why he cared whom his fellow Saiyajin wanted to fuck. It was none of his business. He shouldn't have followed him, but still, he had a strange feeling, as if he were jealous.
"Hn." It was nonsense. Why on Earth would he be jealous of that underdeveloped girl? Growling again, he realized exactly why. He had a thing for the pale-skinned Saiyajin Such beautifully pale skin. It was a rare characteristic for a Saiyajin. If he really focused, he could almost pick up on the boy's scent from having trained so many times in the small building Sweaty, earthy, sugary.
Breaking from his thoughts, Vejita quickly exited the small dojo, hoping no one noticed his sudden erection.
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"Something's not right." Krillin said, looking up at the ceiling as if he could see through it and into the second story rooms.
"Huh, what do you mean?" Roshi asked, slurping at a beer.
"He's been up there ever since he got back, hasn't been outside once."
Meijin Roshi glanced at the window, noticing that it was nearly dark, "He hasn't trained all weekend? Guess he's a bit upset. Hope he's okay for school tomorrow."
"I better go see what's up." Krillin said after a moment of silence, making his way to the stairs.
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"Uh Goku" Krillin said, slowly stepping into the room he and his best friend shared, "Are you alright?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah." Goku said without lifting his head from the windowsill.
"Are you sure? I mean, this whole weekend you only did a little training Friday evening at the dojo That's not like you." Krillin said, taking a seat beside his friend, looking out the very same window.
"You know how sometimes I can feel strong people's energy?" Goku said, explaining the best he could.
"Yeah."
"Well, I've been feelin' this really strong one lately. It's so familiar Like I know 'im or somethin'."
"That can't be all that's bothering you." Krillin said, eyeing his friend, not quite believing in his ability to sense power.
"Nn Well, at that club place, Chi-Chi and I" Goku said, leaving the rest to Krillin's imagination.
"No way! In the club?"
"No, in tha car She said she loved me and for me not ta tell anyone." Goku said, trying not to think about his words, instead looking out at the sparkling ocean.
Krillin sighed, shaking his head, "This is crazy. Are you two going out now or something?"
"I I dunno, but I feel really bad since I don't love her back."
"Try not to worry about it. Let's go to sleep. Last thing you need is to be late again." Krillin said, rising and moving to his side of the room.
"Right." He said softly, smiling for his friend's sake.
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Chi-Chi's eyes fluttered open under the light of the morning sun. Slowly sitting up, she glanced at her alarm clock, more than pleased that she'd awoke a minute before it was to go off. Smiling, she reached forward, turning it off as she stretched. That's when she suddenly felt a stab of pain in her nether regions. Of course, she'd had sex before, a number of times, but Goku was well Well-endowed, and she could expect to be a bit sore.
Ox-King smiled as his daughter entered the kitchen, wearing a lovely pink nightgown trimmed in pink feathers, "Morning, Chi."
"Good morning, Daddy." Chi-Chi answered, stepping through the room, making her way to the bathroom, where her clothes she'd picked out the night before were hanging.
After a quick shower, she brushed her teeth, then proceeded to dress in a white blouse and a long light blue skirt.
Making a quick trip back to her bedroom for her book bag, she slipped her feet into a pair of white sandals and hurried downstairs.
"Aren't you going to have breakfast?" the large man questioned as his daughter made her way to the door.
Chi-Chi turned on her heel, grabbing a doughnut off the table, "This will have to do. I'm going to be late for the bus."
"Bye, have a good day!" the Ox-King called, but it was too late. Chi-Chi was already hurrying down the sidewalk, where the bus was waiting.
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"Where's Son-kun? Late again?" Bulma asked, taking a seat at the back of the room.
"Yeah, he was pretty sluggish this morning." Krillin said, concerned for his friend.
"Poor guy." Bulma said, leaning back in her seat, slightly suspicious of her best friend's motives two nights ago.
Yamcha hurried in the room, knowing full well that their first period teacher was quite strict. Upon entering, though, he couldn't help but smile. Bulma looked as beautiful as ever, wearing a sleeveless violet blouse, a tight little black miniskirt, and a pair of matching violet sandals. Somehow, he felt a bit inadequate, wearing only a pair of jeans and a T-shirt, much like Krillin.
"Well, are we going to stand there and gawk all day?" the instructor said, hands on his hips.
As his student made his way to his seat, the teacher glanced at the source of the boy's staring, "Bulma, don't you think that skirt is a bit short?" With that simple statement, the entire class was whistling and laughing, "I think you need to go to the principal's office Have them measure it to be sure."
Growling and red-faced, Bulma rose from her desk, marching out of the room more than infuriated.
Just as things quieted and class began, Goku barged in, wearing his usual gi and looking a little less than happy.
"Son Goku, what have I said about being late?" the instructor said, nearly yelling, "Go get a tardy slip."
"Aww, come on One more and I'll have detention." Goku whined, on edge, but the teacher remained silent, hands on hips.
"Fine!" Goku exploded, turning and slamming the door in his wake, marching to the principals office.
The class stared in awe, one of the hinges of the door having broken away from the frame, splintering the wood, "Ugh, Goku" Krillin and Yamcha groaned in unison, both slapping a hand to their foreheads.
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"Goku, you know tardiness is unacceptable. Why are you always late?" the principle questioned, his hands folded together in a single fist, resting his elbows on his desk, and his chin on his fist.
Goku simply shrugged. He was more than confused and didn't feel like talking, let alone pleading.
"And I just got buzzed that you slammed the door on your way out, breaking a hinge or some such nonsense Why on Earth would you do something like that?"
Goku simply shrugged again, refusing to give the pudgy little man the satisfaction of pleading for forgiveness. For some reason, he was acting totally unlike himself. He was never rude and never behaved with such violence.
"Well, I'm giving you a two hour detention after school today. I'd say you need to spend the rest of first period holding pales of water so that you know the weight of your actions and their consequences, but I'm afraid your grades won't allow it."
"I can't-" Goku began, speaking low.
"What?" the principle interrupted, narrowing his eyes at the boy.
"I said, I can't go to detention, I have practice after school." Goku said with a scowl on his face.
"Very well, tomorrow then. Now get back to class." The principle said in annoyance, watching as the boy rose from his seat, marching out of the room.
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"Ms. Briefs, what have I told you about wearing such revealing clothes?" The redheaded secretary said in a squeaky voice, shaking her head, then, pushing her green-rimmed glasses back up onto her nose.
Bulma nearly lost control; she wanted so dearly to slap the annoying woman, "Is it too short or not?" she said through clenched teeth.
Just then, Goku stalked through the room, heading for the exit, and as he left, the janitor entered, "Mrs. Tipotto?"
"No, it's not too short, but I suggest you rethink your wardrobe. Dressing this way isn't very becoming of a lady."
Not waiting around for the woman to lecture her further, Bulma headed for the exit just as a plump round woman stepped in her way, "Oh, sorry my dear," the woman said, continuing past.
"Mrs. Tipotto, that door was secured quite well, I don't know how he did it." The janitor said, her small voice giving away the fact that she was foreign.
"I see Well, let's try and get it fixed, okay?"
"Yes, Ma'am."
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"Have a seat, we're taking notes, so get out some paper." The instructor said upon the return of his blue-haired student.
"What the Hell did Goku do to the door? The ladies in the office were talking about it." Bulma whispered, looking from Chi-Chi to Krillin to Yamcha. All three giving her a shrug in answer.
"Where is he anyway? He left before me." Bulma said, still whispering. Again, she got nothing but shrugs in reply.
"Ms. Briefs, am I going to have to send you back to the office? Get out some paper and something to write with." The instructor said, nearly yelling.
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