Cherry: Sorry my updates have been so slow...it's just so hard to get anything done with school and about eight fanfics to update at once. But here's chapter five; forgive me if it sucks. I'll have to re-write and re-post this at a later date. ^^;

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Cherry woke up the next morning with Yamcha curled up next to her, his arm wrapped around her waist and his face buried in her hair. She smiled and removed his hands, slipping out of bed. She really didn't mind the fact he had curled up next to her; it wasn't like they had sex or anything, she thought as she tiptoed into the bathroom, her duffel bag tucked under her arm. She pushed open the shower door, hoping it was okay with him if she freshened up. She cranked on the water, stripping down. She hopped into the shower and let the water drip down over her body as she used the shampoo she had retrieved from her bag. Once she was content with her freshness, she stepped out, turning the spigot off. She grabbed a towel out of her bag and dried off, shaking her plumy tail out. She smiled, pulling on a pair of faded blue jeans and a purple spaghetti-strap tanktop to cover the black strapless bra and scarlet thongs she had pulled on first as underclothes.

"Cor, I feel so colorful." she whispered to herself.

She went back into the bathroom and plugged in her hair-dryer. She turned it on and blow-dried not only her hair, but her sodden tail as well. She stalked out of the bathroom and glanced at Yamcha, who was still sleeping. Not wanting to wake him, she went downstairs and poured herself a bowl of cereal. She sighed and looked to the stairs. She was so excited. She would finally meet the rest of Yamcha-san's friends. She finished her cereal and put the bowl in the sink just as Yamcha stumbled into the kitchen. He was wearing a pair of straight-leg blue jeans and was pulling on a white cotton top. He buttoned the shirt up and sat down at the table. He looked at her with a smile.

"Coffee ready?" he asked.

"I'll brew some." she said, standing up.

"Ah, no big. Don't worry." he said, waving his hand.

She smiled, sitting back down. "Sleep well last night?"

He blushed a bit, looking at her sheepishly. "Sorry, I just...well..."

She waved her hand. "No biggie."

He smirked and stood up. "We've slept most of the day away, it's already one in the afternoon."

"Wow...didn't realize that...thought it was early in the morning. Never even glanced at the clock..."

"I was thinking we should get going to Capsule Corp to see everyone."

"You aren't hungry? You didn't eat yesterday morning either."

"I'm never hungry when I first get up, anyways." he reassured her.

Pu'ar drifted into the kitchen, looking surprisingly bright-eyed. "Shall we go?" she asked.

Cherry lept up. "Yeah!"

Yamcha stood up and pushed open the door. "Ladies first." he smirked.

Cherry and Pu'ar laughed, heading out.

"I'll drive!" Cherry offered.

Yamcha's face paled and he felt his knees go weak. He gulped and regained composure.

"Uh...that's fine...I'll drive over..." he muttered, holding up his hands.

"If you insist..." she said, hopping into the passenger seat.

She buckled in and looked at Yamcha as he hopped into the car and started the engine. Pu'ar settled in next to Yamcha and smirked at him joyfully.

"Yaaay!!! Let's go!" Cherry sang.

They pulled out and drove the distance to the golden dome. Yamcha parked the car and walked around to the passenger side opening the door to Cherry out. Cherry bounded out along with Pu'ar, throwing a silent thank-you towards her sensei.

People...there were so many people inside! Cherry drank in the scenery, her mouth wide. She smiled, glancing around at every peson at the party. Yamcha grabbed her by the arm and led her off as Pu'ar wandered off on her own. Yamcha laughed out loud as he caught sight of two old friends.

"We-ell...if it isn't the reclusive twins!" he called, plodding over to Tien and Chaozu. "What're you two doin' down here?"

Tien smiled. "Well, we figured it would be beneficial to our health if we got out and saw you all again." he explained, turning all three of his eyes to Yamcha.

"You decided? I thought I was the one who decided..." Chaozu said, crossing his arms.

Tien laughed and pet Chaozu's head. "Indeed you were."

Cherry peeked out from behind Yamcha, blinking at Tien.

"Well, who's this beauty?" Tien asked, looking at Cherry curiously.

"This..." Yamcha said, pushing Cherry forward. "...is my new student. Introduce, yourself, Cherry." he said, keeping a hand on her shoulder.

"K-k-kon-ichiwa, sir. Th' name's Cherry Wolf." she said meekly, still blinking at Tien's appearance.

Tien and Chaozu looked from Cherry to Yamcha and back with disbelief.

"Y-y-your student?" Tien asked incredulously.

"No way!" Chaozu said.

Yamcha beamed. "Yep! She's my new student!" he grinned.

Cherry was still dazed. She edged up to Tien blinking at him. She raised her hand up, extending one finger. She gave a sharp jab to Tien's third eye. Tien lept back, clamping a hand to his forehead.

"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHRRRRRRRGGGGGGG!!!!!!!" he bellowed.

"Oh my god! It is real!" she gasped, leaping away.

"Of course it's real! What did you think it was? Painted on???????" he barked.

Cherry blinked. "Well, yeah..."

Yamcha and Chaozu were helpless with laughter. Cherry blushed. Tien rubbed furiously at his third eye. He blinked it a few times and glanced at Cherry.

"Gomen nasai, sempai..." she murmured

"No, it's okay..." he muttered, waving a hand.

"Hahahahaha...smooth one, Tien!" Chaozu giggled.

Cherry snapped her head down at Chaozu. Her eyes glimmered and a grin spread over her face.

Chaozu blinked. "Wh-what?"

"Oooooooh!!!! He's soooo cuuuuuuute!!!!" she squealed, seizing up Chaozu and squeezing him tight. She rubbed her cheek against his and giggled. "He's so adorable and tiny!!!" she smirked.

Chaozu's face began to turn blue as Cherry squeezed tighter. "Can't...breathe..." he gaped.

Tien and Yamcha blinked. "Errrrrm...maybe you should let him go..." Tien said.

"Yeah... I don't think his face should be that color..." Yamcha said.

Cherry blinked and looked down. "Oops..." she said, dropping Chaozu.

Chaozu hit the ground with a dull thud and sucked in as much air as he could. He scrabbled out of the way and hid behind Tien, who was choking with laughter. Cherry rubbed the back of her head.

"Sorry. I just like small and tiny things. They're just so...cute!" she smirked.

"No big." wheezed Chaozu, scrambling up on to Tien's shoulder.

"Oh! I never got your names!" Cherry said.

"Right you are, missy. I'm Tienshinhan, but my friends all call me Tien for short. And this here--" he pointed to Chaozu. "--is my friend Chaozu."

"How do ya do?" the small emperor grinned.

"Fine sir." she blushed.

"Alright, talk to ya later!" Yamcha waved.

"Bye!" Tien and Chaozu said in unison.

Yamcha went around introducing Cherry to anyone and everyone who would listen. After introductions were had, they sat down for a bit in a few chairs out of the flow for a rest. Cherry looked at Yamcha and stabbed a finger out.

"Who's the spiky dude?" she asked, pointing to Vegeta.

"Hmmm...him? That's Vegeta. Stay away from him. Far, far away. He isn't a nice or social, might I add, person." Yamcha said, frowning.

Cherry blinked a bit more. "He looks okay to me...." she said.

Yamcha was silent and just frowned. "Yeah...to you..." he muttered.

Vegeta looked around and smiled sinisterly as he caught sight of the two, heading over with his hands in his pockets. He stood in front of Yamcha and looked over to Cherry. His face turned to a frown of disgust, and then a sneer.

"Well, earth scum, who is this? Your new fuck-buddy? I knew you were desperate but I didn't know you drop to the level of beastiality...." he jeered, noting Cherry's fox-ears.

"Yeah...well..." Yamcha stuttered

Cherry stood up and pushed Vegeta away. "Get lost, poky. No one asked you to come over here." she growled, barring her demon fangs.

"Well...a bitch is a very suiting mate for a dog like you..." he sneered, taking Cherry's hand and squeezing it forcefully before shoving her back down into Yamcha's lap. Yamcha lept up, knocking Cherry off his lap. He stood up bravely in front of Vegeta and growled.

"You leave Cherry alone. She is my student, for your information, and I will not tolerate her being berated like this." he said, crossing his arms. Vegeta looked surprised for a moment and then broke out laughing. And not in a good way.

"Hahahahahahahahaha...your student? What could you possibly be teaching her that is any use?"

Cherry hopped up, balling her fist up tight. "How to do this!" she said, punching Vegeta in the gut with all the force she could manage.

He stumbled back, gasping, more surprised by the attack then actually damaged. He regained his balance and glared, looking like there would be hell to pay. He growled, preparing an attack, but then suddenly felt a restraining force and his wrist.

"Vegeta...chill. Go hide off in some corner or whatever, I'm not having you destroy the stunning ambiance of my party. Get!"

It was Bulma. She had her both her hands wrapped around Vegeta's wrist and did not look very happy. Vegeta looked, for a brief moment, like he was going to kill someone, but instead heaved a disgusted sigh and stomped off.

"Stupid fuckin' humans...damn them all!" he snarled as he stormed off. Bulma shook her head and looked to Yamcha.

"Don't mind him...he's been acting strange all morning." she explained.

Yamcha blinked and nodded. Cherry unclenched her fist and sat down, blushing slightly.

"I...I'm sorry Sensei. I lost my temper." she apologized.

"No biggie!" he laughed. Truly, he was glad to see that happen. It brightened his whole day.

Bulma blinked. "What...did she just call you?"

"Sensei." he said.

"That's what I thought but...I never knew you had a student..." she said incredulously.

"Heh...neither did I. It just sort of happened." he explained.

Cherry blinked. "My name is Cherry Wolf, ma'am. It is a pleasure to meet you."

"Wow. She's so well-mannered." Bulma complimented.

"Thank you." Cherry said graciously.

Bulma smiled and looked over at Yamcha. "You must be proud."

"Damn straight!" he cheered.

They talked the night away, punctuated only when Yamcha took Cherry around to show off. Everyone was stunned that Yamcha had a student. Yamcha grinned, his ego swelling up more and more each time he elicited a new surprised response and praise from someone. Cherry smiled, happy she was being accepted as one of the gang so quickly. Everyone had taken a liking to her quite quickly. It was nearly midnight before Yamcha finally headed out. Bulma saw him off at the door and smiled.

"Why don't you stop over again tomorrow? We can have lunch together." she offered.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. You mean you're inviting me?" he asked, hopeful.

"I meant bring Cherry with you, you big dope!" she sighed.

"Oh. But...you're still having me over for lunch."

"Yes. It's not that uncommon. Sheesh."

"We-ell..." he grinned, "I'll see you tomorrow."

"What about Vegeta?" Cherry asked.

Yamcha froze. "Y-y-yeah...what about...him?" he asked timidly.

Bulma waved a hand. "Oh, don't worry. I'll keep him occupied. He'll probably be off training tomorrow anyways." she said.

Yamcha felt his heart rate return to normal and heaved a sigh of relief. He smiled at Bulma as he headed out to the car with his entourage of Cherry and Pu'ar. "See ya tomorrow!" he called.

Several thoughts raced through his head as he drove home. Cherry lay curled up in the back seat snoring soundly, snuggled down with Pu'ar tucked under her arm like a plushie. Yamcha sighed, letting his mind wander. It's been ages since Bulma had me over...better not do anything stupid. Why now? What did I do wrong the first time? What if Vegeta isn't training and decides to drop by? Kami, I'm so tired...wait a minute. Are my eyes open?

"No!" he yelled, his eyes snapping open.

He swerved a bit, blinking off sleep. He hadn't done any training and already he was exhausted. Then, a tired grin spread over his face as he got a brilliant idea...

Pu'ar woke up suddenly. Yamcha was snuggled up with her and a big blob of drool was trailing down her face from Yamcha's mouth. Yamcha? What is..? She snapped awake, taking a moment to wipe off her face, and then shook Yamcha slightly.

"Yamcha...if you're back here, then who's driving?" she asked, a worried tone rising as she wiped off her face. Yamcha yawned and spoke, his eyes still closed.

"Mmmmn....Cherry..." he mumbled in his sleep. No sooner had he said it then his eyes snapped open. "C-c-cherry!? Oh man! How sleep-deprived am I?" he yelped, sitting bolt upright. He looked over the seat and blinked. Cherry was sitting at the wheel, driving happily. Yamcha blinked a bit more. She was actually driving...civilly.

"Cherry...why are you driving so...normal?" he asked.

She looked in the rear-view mirror and grinned. "It's nighttime. I always drive carefully at night." she declared proudly.

Yamcha sunk back down. "Nighttime...? You..." he stammered.

Cherry smiled. "We're home!" she cheered, parking the car. She hopped out, skipping up the walk. Yamcha yawned, climbing out as Pu'ar followed jadedly. Cherry skipped right in trough the living room and up the stairs, obviously not arguing about where she would sleep. Yamcha yawned again, collapsing on the couch. He was too tired to change into his pajamas, so all he did was throw off his shirt. He snuggled down on the couch in just his pants, kicking off his shoes and socks. He didn't even pull the afghan down as he curled up, falling asleep almost instantly.

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Cherry: Yeah, crappy ending too. I told you all, I'll fix anything later. Suggestions are welcome. And remember, I love reviews! ^_^