Be Silent
Disclaimer: Aki is mine! But you're welcome to lay claim to DBZ since it's not mine, just don't blame me if you're sued.
Author's note: Wow, this is getting close to the end! After this, there will be three more chapters. But don't despair, there is a sequel! I can't promise that it will come out as fast, but I'm doing my best. *salutes*
Chapter 12: Aki doesn't dance
Despite all Nanaki's protests, wishes, and attempts to slow time, the day of the dance came right on schedule. At precisely six o'clock, Goten arrived to pick her up. She was wearing her dress, Bulma had insisted on fixing her hair up in a bun with black ribbons to match the trim, and it was all topped off with a touch of makeup. Aki didn't care for it, but Goten gazed at her admiringly. "You look wonderful," he said after an open- mouthed moment.
"Thanks, can we go and get this over with?" Nanaki sighed.
"Lay a hand on her and you'll have me to answer to," Vegeta warned with a glare. Then he smirked. "That is, if *she* doesn't pound you first."
Goten just laughed nervously. "Ready Aki?" he asked, holding open the front door. Nanaki stepped out without a word. She was eager to get the night started so that it could be over that much sooner. "We're meeting Trunks and his date at the restaurant first," Goten informed her as they climbed into the car. "I don't think you've met her before. They just met a couple of weeks ago." Aki sighed, ignoring his idle chitchat.
After a long, awkward silence, Goten glanced over at the girl in the passenger's seat. "Aki, why don't you like me?" he asked bluntly.
Nanaki's reply was equally blunt, if not more so. "I cannot stand your father, nor have I ever been able to. I think that you are shallow and stupid. You are also my brother's best friend, and I hate my brother. Not to mention that, along with my idiotic brother, you forced me to come on this date, which did not help my opinion of you in the least." She crossed her arms and slumped further down in the seat.
"But I do like you, Aki, no matter what you think of me. Please, just give me a chance," Goten begged.
"How much do you really know about me?" The girl's question caught Goten off guard. He'd never really thought about it, but in reality, he knew next to nothing about the Saiya-jin female riding in his car. He'd been smitten when he'd first seen the new, grown up Nanaki, but...
"Wait, I tried to talk to you, but you refused," Goten pointed out stubbornly. "It isn't my fault that I don't know much."
"I told you nothing for a very good reason, and that is yet another thing you never can and never will know about me. Don't question that which you will never understand." The harsh words stung poor Goten, and the rest of the ride ensued in silence.
Trunks' car was waiting outside when they reached the restaurant. He stepped out to greet them, and then introduced his date, Deyaen. [A/N: If you've read Love Long Lost and/or Trying Commitment, then you know who I'm talking about! I couldn't resist putting her in there, even though this has nothing to do with my other fics. This is the only chapter she's in.] The lovely brunette greeted Goten with familiarity and Aki with kindness. The girls began chatting while the boys got the table. "To be quite honest, I wasn't quite sure what to think of you between Trunks and Goten's descriptions. Goten described you as a perfect, lovely angel without a flaw, but Trunks portrayed you as a demon child. You certainly seem nice enough," Deyaen admitted.
"To be perfectly honest myself, I'm anything but an angel to those two. I'm here against my will, thanks to my mother and the scheming of the knuckleheads over there. But I have no reason to bear any grudge towards you." Nanaki smiled a rare smile, and a quite sincere one. "Just don't be angry at whatever I do later, okay?"
"Um... sure," Deyaen said, though she was obviously confused. She just decided to let it go, since Trunks and Goten were back to escort them to their seats.
Dinner passed fairly uneventfully, despite the three Saiya-jin appetites sitting at the table. Trunks had promised to pay for the dinner for all four, so that all three Saiya-jins could eat their fill. After dinner, it was off to the dance.
Things went fine towards the beginning. The songs were fast, and Nanaki actually began to think she might enjoy herself a little, as long as she stayed as far from Goten as she could manage. Then a slow song began playing from the speakers. Goten smiled and started wrapping his arms around Aki's waist. "Excuse me, but what do you think you're doing?" she hissed, fixing him with her most venomous glare.
"Don't you want to dance with me? Why else would you come?" Goten asked, with an all-too-typical blank stare.
"I was forced to, remember?" Aki reminded him angrily. "If I had any choice in the matter, I would be at home! How many times have I told you to stay away, and most importantly, DON'T TOUCH ME!"
"Please, just once," Goten begged, putting on his best puppy dog face as he tried once again to wrap his arms around her. It had no effect besides to make her even angrier.
"What part of NO don't you understand?! Back off!" Nanaki shoved Goten away, so hard that he went through the crowd and hit the far wall. He wasn't hurt, being a Saiya-jin, but the commotion attracted quite a bit of attention. In a moment, Trunks shoved his way through.
"Nanaki, what in the world are you doing?!" he shouted.
"I told him not to touch me! He wouldn't listen, so I MADE him get away. Understand?" Aki smirked haughtily. "Dad warned him too. Now you get away or I'll do the same to you!" She looked around at everyone staring with a strangely feral look in her eyes. "Same goes for all of you!"
"Aki, stay calm!" Trunks ordered, but he was ignored. Nanaki turned her wild face towards him, looking ready to pounce. But quicker than she could react, Trunks had reached out and gotten hold of her tail. He slung his weakened sister over his shoulder, still with a firm grip on her rear appendage. "Hey, Goten, could you take Dey home for me? I think that I need to get Aki back now. Thanks, 'Ten." Trunks carried Nanaki to his car and situated her in the backseat, where she lay half-sleeping until they reached home.
Bulma ran out the door when she saw her son home early, and released a worried gasp when he unloaded a still somewhat dazed Nanaki. "What happened?!" she shouted, running to her adopted daughter.
"Don't ever force Aki into a date again. Goten tried to slow dance with her, and she freaked. I thought she was going to really hurt someone," Trunks explained. "Goten agreed to take Deyaen home for me. I'll put her in her room, and you can take it from there."
"Oh, my little Nanaki, what have we all gotten into with you now?" Bulma sighed as she watched her children go inside.
Disclaimer: Aki is mine! But you're welcome to lay claim to DBZ since it's not mine, just don't blame me if you're sued.
Author's note: Wow, this is getting close to the end! After this, there will be three more chapters. But don't despair, there is a sequel! I can't promise that it will come out as fast, but I'm doing my best. *salutes*
Chapter 12: Aki doesn't dance
Despite all Nanaki's protests, wishes, and attempts to slow time, the day of the dance came right on schedule. At precisely six o'clock, Goten arrived to pick her up. She was wearing her dress, Bulma had insisted on fixing her hair up in a bun with black ribbons to match the trim, and it was all topped off with a touch of makeup. Aki didn't care for it, but Goten gazed at her admiringly. "You look wonderful," he said after an open- mouthed moment.
"Thanks, can we go and get this over with?" Nanaki sighed.
"Lay a hand on her and you'll have me to answer to," Vegeta warned with a glare. Then he smirked. "That is, if *she* doesn't pound you first."
Goten just laughed nervously. "Ready Aki?" he asked, holding open the front door. Nanaki stepped out without a word. She was eager to get the night started so that it could be over that much sooner. "We're meeting Trunks and his date at the restaurant first," Goten informed her as they climbed into the car. "I don't think you've met her before. They just met a couple of weeks ago." Aki sighed, ignoring his idle chitchat.
After a long, awkward silence, Goten glanced over at the girl in the passenger's seat. "Aki, why don't you like me?" he asked bluntly.
Nanaki's reply was equally blunt, if not more so. "I cannot stand your father, nor have I ever been able to. I think that you are shallow and stupid. You are also my brother's best friend, and I hate my brother. Not to mention that, along with my idiotic brother, you forced me to come on this date, which did not help my opinion of you in the least." She crossed her arms and slumped further down in the seat.
"But I do like you, Aki, no matter what you think of me. Please, just give me a chance," Goten begged.
"How much do you really know about me?" The girl's question caught Goten off guard. He'd never really thought about it, but in reality, he knew next to nothing about the Saiya-jin female riding in his car. He'd been smitten when he'd first seen the new, grown up Nanaki, but...
"Wait, I tried to talk to you, but you refused," Goten pointed out stubbornly. "It isn't my fault that I don't know much."
"I told you nothing for a very good reason, and that is yet another thing you never can and never will know about me. Don't question that which you will never understand." The harsh words stung poor Goten, and the rest of the ride ensued in silence.
Trunks' car was waiting outside when they reached the restaurant. He stepped out to greet them, and then introduced his date, Deyaen. [A/N: If you've read Love Long Lost and/or Trying Commitment, then you know who I'm talking about! I couldn't resist putting her in there, even though this has nothing to do with my other fics. This is the only chapter she's in.] The lovely brunette greeted Goten with familiarity and Aki with kindness. The girls began chatting while the boys got the table. "To be quite honest, I wasn't quite sure what to think of you between Trunks and Goten's descriptions. Goten described you as a perfect, lovely angel without a flaw, but Trunks portrayed you as a demon child. You certainly seem nice enough," Deyaen admitted.
"To be perfectly honest myself, I'm anything but an angel to those two. I'm here against my will, thanks to my mother and the scheming of the knuckleheads over there. But I have no reason to bear any grudge towards you." Nanaki smiled a rare smile, and a quite sincere one. "Just don't be angry at whatever I do later, okay?"
"Um... sure," Deyaen said, though she was obviously confused. She just decided to let it go, since Trunks and Goten were back to escort them to their seats.
Dinner passed fairly uneventfully, despite the three Saiya-jin appetites sitting at the table. Trunks had promised to pay for the dinner for all four, so that all three Saiya-jins could eat their fill. After dinner, it was off to the dance.
Things went fine towards the beginning. The songs were fast, and Nanaki actually began to think she might enjoy herself a little, as long as she stayed as far from Goten as she could manage. Then a slow song began playing from the speakers. Goten smiled and started wrapping his arms around Aki's waist. "Excuse me, but what do you think you're doing?" she hissed, fixing him with her most venomous glare.
"Don't you want to dance with me? Why else would you come?" Goten asked, with an all-too-typical blank stare.
"I was forced to, remember?" Aki reminded him angrily. "If I had any choice in the matter, I would be at home! How many times have I told you to stay away, and most importantly, DON'T TOUCH ME!"
"Please, just once," Goten begged, putting on his best puppy dog face as he tried once again to wrap his arms around her. It had no effect besides to make her even angrier.
"What part of NO don't you understand?! Back off!" Nanaki shoved Goten away, so hard that he went through the crowd and hit the far wall. He wasn't hurt, being a Saiya-jin, but the commotion attracted quite a bit of attention. In a moment, Trunks shoved his way through.
"Nanaki, what in the world are you doing?!" he shouted.
"I told him not to touch me! He wouldn't listen, so I MADE him get away. Understand?" Aki smirked haughtily. "Dad warned him too. Now you get away or I'll do the same to you!" She looked around at everyone staring with a strangely feral look in her eyes. "Same goes for all of you!"
"Aki, stay calm!" Trunks ordered, but he was ignored. Nanaki turned her wild face towards him, looking ready to pounce. But quicker than she could react, Trunks had reached out and gotten hold of her tail. He slung his weakened sister over his shoulder, still with a firm grip on her rear appendage. "Hey, Goten, could you take Dey home for me? I think that I need to get Aki back now. Thanks, 'Ten." Trunks carried Nanaki to his car and situated her in the backseat, where she lay half-sleeping until they reached home.
Bulma ran out the door when she saw her son home early, and released a worried gasp when he unloaded a still somewhat dazed Nanaki. "What happened?!" she shouted, running to her adopted daughter.
"Don't ever force Aki into a date again. Goten tried to slow dance with her, and she freaked. I thought she was going to really hurt someone," Trunks explained. "Goten agreed to take Deyaen home for me. I'll put her in her room, and you can take it from there."
"Oh, my little Nanaki, what have we all gotten into with you now?" Bulma sighed as she watched her children go inside.