Chapter 3
The sun beaming through the windshield awoke Goten. His body was extremely sore and stiff, and it was hard just to stand up. He heard a gentle humming of a machine and found it to be the rejuvination tank, so he walked over. Natari was in it, still asleep. His eyes buldge slightly as he gawked at her. He drew his attention from what he shouldn't see and looked at the deep gash in her head slowly close. He saw that she would be coming out soon, and he didn't want to look like a pervert, so he found a way out of the ship, which was actually close to the lake. He removed his pants and boxers and lept in. The water was cold after the long dark night, but that just helped to wake Goten up. He straightened his hair (if you can call it straightening) and tried furiously to clean his hands. After feeling Natari, he knew he had to do something about them.
"Uh, Goten?" Goten's eyes buldged and he whipped around.
"You scare me way too much!" he yelled, swimming to shore and grabbing his pants. Natari covered her eyes as he got out and put his "clothes" back on.
"Sorry, I got out of the tank and saw that you wern't there, and then I heard a splash and I wanted to see if it was you and this happened and well... Can I look now?"
"Yeah," he answered, a bit shaken. He hadn't minded last night, but after what happened, he suddenly felt quite modest.
"So, I've been walking around in these cities with the Earth dwellers, and they have a lot of things my planet did. Wanna go to a party one of my human friends is throwing?" Goten arched a skeptical brow. Associating with humans sounded pretty low, even though he used to do it a lot. "It's a couples party though, so I can't go unless a guy goes with me." Now Goten really didn't want to go. He could only imagine the humiliation of a great saiya-jin and an intotsu as an item at a human's party, but when he looked at her, he had to cede.
"Fine, I'll go," he muttered, feeling defeated once more. She smirked.
"Don't worry, you don't have to dress up." His face became disgusted at the very thought of him in a tuxedo or something. She laughed at this. "It's tonight, around eleven. It shouldn't take too long to get there, so I'll swing by your tree or whatever around eleven." He shrugged.
"Fine with me." With that, the saiya-jin left.
***************eleven o' clock p.m.***************
Goten sat in his tree, waiting, gazing at the stars. He had stopped by Capsule Corp. after Trunks came home to work and he helped him pick out a descent wardrobe. Goten had grown far to tall for Trunks's clothes, so they went shopping. He chose a white sleeveless shirt, faded blue denim jacket, black jeans that were a bit baggy, and thick-soulded boots. He had also barrowed Trunks's watch.
Goten peered down at the wrist watch anxiously. He was so nervous he could have died. Finally, he picked up Natari's scent, and she came flying towards him, landing softly on the branch. His jaw dropped. She had a tight black shirt that ended before her stomach with sleeves just below the elbow and the collar half way up her neck. She had a pair of baggy jade-green jeans that were a bit too big for her waist. Her tail was tucked inside of them to avoid being noticed. The intotsu arched a brow at his expression. "What?"
"Uh, nothing," he said, looking down at his feet. He didn't like his outfit when compared to Natari's. "It's just, I haven't been to a party since...," he shrugged, "I was a teenager."
"Don't worry, the humans are harmless."
"So I've learned," Goten growled coldly.
"Now, promise me you'll try not to pick any fights? I know that's asking a bit much, but it would help," she requested. He nodded.
"I'll do my best. Now, lead the way to the pathetic worms, I mean, humans," he replied. The two flew off over the tops of the trees until they were over Satan City.
"Now, my friend rented a hall for the night, so it should be pretty packed," Natari said. They city was bustling with the night life, and Goten's sensitive ears couldn't help but pick up all the activities and music. After a bit, they landed in front of a hall, cars parked in front and young people there age just hangin out. It was quite easy to hear the music even without sensitive hearing. Natari came up to a big guy in a football jacket standing by the door. "What's happening, Russ?"
"Hey, Natari! Glad you could make it!" he greeted. "Hey, who's your friend?" Goten preffered not to make eye contact with anyone. He felt rather uncomfortable.
"Russ, this is Goten," she introduced. "He hasn't been to a party in a while, so I thought I'd bring him."
"I'm glad you found somebody. Well, go on in." They walked inside, and the music was deafaning. Goten just felt lucky that he always listened to music, otherwise, he would have fell over right then and there and left. Natari and him walked over to where the d.j. was and danced by the speakers. Goten was greatful that this wasn't his first time, or he would have felt extremely odd. Bra had taught him the basics, as did his friends in highschool. They danced for a whle, but soon, Goten felt odd. He smelled the air, detecting something very familiar. Then it hit him.
He walked around the hall until he came upon Trunks and Maron. "You little bastard!" Goten exclaimed jokingly.
"Oh, hey, Goten! Wasup?" Maron replied. Goten hunched his shoulders.
"Uh, surprise?" Trunks said. Natari came walking up.
"Hey, Trunks, I didn't know you had connections with Russ," she said. He shrugged.
"You meet a lot of interesting people where I work." So the four hung out together. After a couple hours, Maron and Natari went to the "little girl's room" and the two best friends had their guy talk.
"Trunks, I swear, I am going to die," Goten told Trunks. "Man, Bra dancing like that was no big with me, but Natari's different. Oh, Gods, I can't do this. I can't continue."
"Lighten up, buddy," Trunks replied. "Pretty soon they're doing a karaoke contest. You should do something to prove you're upbeat."
"But I'm not."
"So? Pretend!" Goten sighed.
"I suppose it couldn't do any harm, except me being humiliated in front of a bunch of humans and they laugh so I blast each and every one of them." The two went up to the d.j. and told him that they would be participating. After the girls came back, they continued to dance. The d.j. came onto a stage and called everyone to attention.
"Ladies and gents, wa's happenin, all?" A cry ran up from everyone, save Goten. "Okay, folks, we gonna have ourselves a karaoke contest. Will all the ladies going for it palease come to the stage!" Surprisingly, Maron and Natari went up. The two guys looked at eachother, prepared to die.
"I'm glad my pants are thick," Trunks moaned. "And we might get it in more places than one."
"Shit, the tails," Goten replied. Trunks nodded, and the two swallowed. They waited, watching all the females do their thing, until Natari and Maron were up. "Oh, Gods, take me now..." The music started, and to the boy's horror, it was Genie in a Bottle.
Goten and Trunks exchanged glances. "I'm gonna burst," Trunks sqeaked.
Goten felt that his tail had found a way out, and his eyes bugged out. "Oh, shit." The d.j. came back out.
"Thank you all, ladies. Now, let's get the men out here!" A bunch of men came up, including the two saiya-jins. They waited while others performed until Trunks was announced, who proceeded to sing Without Me by Eminem, which was quite humorous. Then they announced Goten. He smirked at the crowd, not caring what they thought anymore. This was all just a game. He thought of Bra and Paris as the music started.
Met a girl, thought she was grand
fell in love, found out first hand
went well for a week or two
then it all came unglued
in a trap trip I can't grip
never thought I'd be the one who'd slip
then I started to realize
I was living one big lie
she fuckin hates me
trust
she fuckin hates me
la la la love
I tried too hard
and she tore my feelings like I had none
and ripped them away
she was queen for about an hour
after that shit got sour
she took all I ever had
no sign of guilt
no feeling of bad, no
in a trap trip I can't grip
never thought I'd be the one who'd slip
then I started to realize
I was living one big lie
she fuckin hates me
trust
she fuckin hates me
la la la love
I tried too hard
and she tore my feelings like I had none
and ripped them away
that's my story, as you see
learned my lesson and so did she
now it's over, and I'm glad
'cause I'm a fool for all I've said
she fuckin hates me
trust
she fuckin hates me
la la la love
I tried too hard
and she tore my feelings like I had none
and ripped them away
la la la la la la la la la love
trust
la la la la la la la la la love
trust
la la la la la la la la la love (and she tore my feelings like I had none)
trust
la la la la la la la la la love
she fuckin hates me
The d.j. walked out after him, rubbing the back of his head. "Well, someone out there hates him," he stated. "However, the judges sure as Hell don't! Chicks and dudes, we've decided, after much work, that the winners of the male division are Trunks and Goten, with tie scores, folks. Go figure!" People clapped as Trunks joined him on the stage. "And, after the looks on the faces of all the guys out there, and on mine..., we've decided the the girl winners are Maron and Natari. Boom, baby!" More clapping, and a lot of hooting from the guys. This, however, was not what Goten wanted to here. He sneered.
"You little shits! Have you no honor? Women do not deserve to be treated like the choice of the day, but respected." His hand glowed as he powered up his ki. "Now, apologize!" The men, scared of Goten, obeyed. After all the incidences that occured with people that could do that, they didn't want to experience it. So, their was a chorus of people apologizing. "Good," Goten said harshly. The d.j. was shocked a bit, but he quickly recovered.
"Alright, people, do you think we can get these guys to sing again?" There was a unanimous cry of agreement. So, Trunks and Goten teamed up to sing Somewhere I Belong by Linkin Park, and Maron and Natari did No Scrubs by TLC. After that, they left the stage and continued to dance to music. People soon forgot about Goten's interruption and continued to have a good time.
Then Goten was caught off guard. He found himself facing I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing by Aerosmith, a slow song. Remembering all the times he had done it with Paris and Bra, he swallowed. Natari put her hands on his shoulders and he put his on her waist and they slowly shifted their feet to the song. Goten was lost for words. Normally he would talk about how it was a great night and all that shit, but he was lost for words as he looked down at Natari.
"Goten," she said softly.
"Wa?" the saiya-jin replied, trying to sound as unromantic as possible with his what-is-it-now-woman attitude.
"Thanks for doing what you did up there," she told him. "You aren't as big a jerk as your first impression implied." Goten was taken aback by the comment. He blushed slightly, just enough for it to be visible under his tan skin. She rested her head on his chest, which caused his face to have the color of a tomatoe, his eyes opened as much as they could. The lyrics fitted his mood perfectly. He didn't want to close his eyes, and he wanted to stay in that moment for the rest of time.
After a few more songs, the party was over. Trunks and Maron parted with Goten and Natari. However, the saiya-jin and the intotsu didn't leave for home. Once outside, a sound arose, stopping many people walking by. Goten looked down at his stomach. "Uh..., heh heh heh..."
"Hungry?" Natari asked. He nodded. So, the two went to a restaurant and picked up a couple of hamburgers.
Once finished, they left for Natari's ship. Goten leaned against a tree, removing his jacket and looking out at the lake. "Thanks for coming with me, Goten," Natari said. Goten shrugged.
"No problem," he replied. He removed his shirt and tossed it to the side with his jacket. "I just don't like the respect of humans. The only problem is, I used to be like them in highschool."
"The past doesn't matter in the big picture. It's what you do now and what you plan for the future that count." Goten narrowed his eyes. He moved his injured arm slowly, wincing at the pain. After all the dancing and trying desperately hard not to ruin it with his pain, it had come back full force.
"My future involves kicking Gohan's ass," he growled.
"Because of your injuries?"
"No. I couldn't give a shit about my wounds. He tried to hurt you. KILL you. He had no idea what he was doing. He's such a filthy prick. I'll kick his ass good and proper like he deserves. If I could still go to the third and fourth level-"
"What do you mean by still?" Natari cut him off. Goten told her the story of how he had fought Majin Cell and sacrificed his abilities to save Number 18's life. He left out his reason purpously. "That was a brave thing you did, Goten. The more time I spend with you the more I realize that you act like something you're not." Goten closed his eyes.
"Whatever." With that, he flew back to his neck of the woods.
The sun beaming through the windshield awoke Goten. His body was extremely sore and stiff, and it was hard just to stand up. He heard a gentle humming of a machine and found it to be the rejuvination tank, so he walked over. Natari was in it, still asleep. His eyes buldge slightly as he gawked at her. He drew his attention from what he shouldn't see and looked at the deep gash in her head slowly close. He saw that she would be coming out soon, and he didn't want to look like a pervert, so he found a way out of the ship, which was actually close to the lake. He removed his pants and boxers and lept in. The water was cold after the long dark night, but that just helped to wake Goten up. He straightened his hair (if you can call it straightening) and tried furiously to clean his hands. After feeling Natari, he knew he had to do something about them.
"Uh, Goten?" Goten's eyes buldged and he whipped around.
"You scare me way too much!" he yelled, swimming to shore and grabbing his pants. Natari covered her eyes as he got out and put his "clothes" back on.
"Sorry, I got out of the tank and saw that you wern't there, and then I heard a splash and I wanted to see if it was you and this happened and well... Can I look now?"
"Yeah," he answered, a bit shaken. He hadn't minded last night, but after what happened, he suddenly felt quite modest.
"So, I've been walking around in these cities with the Earth dwellers, and they have a lot of things my planet did. Wanna go to a party one of my human friends is throwing?" Goten arched a skeptical brow. Associating with humans sounded pretty low, even though he used to do it a lot. "It's a couples party though, so I can't go unless a guy goes with me." Now Goten really didn't want to go. He could only imagine the humiliation of a great saiya-jin and an intotsu as an item at a human's party, but when he looked at her, he had to cede.
"Fine, I'll go," he muttered, feeling defeated once more. She smirked.
"Don't worry, you don't have to dress up." His face became disgusted at the very thought of him in a tuxedo or something. She laughed at this. "It's tonight, around eleven. It shouldn't take too long to get there, so I'll swing by your tree or whatever around eleven." He shrugged.
"Fine with me." With that, the saiya-jin left.
***************eleven o' clock p.m.***************
Goten sat in his tree, waiting, gazing at the stars. He had stopped by Capsule Corp. after Trunks came home to work and he helped him pick out a descent wardrobe. Goten had grown far to tall for Trunks's clothes, so they went shopping. He chose a white sleeveless shirt, faded blue denim jacket, black jeans that were a bit baggy, and thick-soulded boots. He had also barrowed Trunks's watch.
Goten peered down at the wrist watch anxiously. He was so nervous he could have died. Finally, he picked up Natari's scent, and she came flying towards him, landing softly on the branch. His jaw dropped. She had a tight black shirt that ended before her stomach with sleeves just below the elbow and the collar half way up her neck. She had a pair of baggy jade-green jeans that were a bit too big for her waist. Her tail was tucked inside of them to avoid being noticed. The intotsu arched a brow at his expression. "What?"
"Uh, nothing," he said, looking down at his feet. He didn't like his outfit when compared to Natari's. "It's just, I haven't been to a party since...," he shrugged, "I was a teenager."
"Don't worry, the humans are harmless."
"So I've learned," Goten growled coldly.
"Now, promise me you'll try not to pick any fights? I know that's asking a bit much, but it would help," she requested. He nodded.
"I'll do my best. Now, lead the way to the pathetic worms, I mean, humans," he replied. The two flew off over the tops of the trees until they were over Satan City.
"Now, my friend rented a hall for the night, so it should be pretty packed," Natari said. They city was bustling with the night life, and Goten's sensitive ears couldn't help but pick up all the activities and music. After a bit, they landed in front of a hall, cars parked in front and young people there age just hangin out. It was quite easy to hear the music even without sensitive hearing. Natari came up to a big guy in a football jacket standing by the door. "What's happening, Russ?"
"Hey, Natari! Glad you could make it!" he greeted. "Hey, who's your friend?" Goten preffered not to make eye contact with anyone. He felt rather uncomfortable.
"Russ, this is Goten," she introduced. "He hasn't been to a party in a while, so I thought I'd bring him."
"I'm glad you found somebody. Well, go on in." They walked inside, and the music was deafaning. Goten just felt lucky that he always listened to music, otherwise, he would have fell over right then and there and left. Natari and him walked over to where the d.j. was and danced by the speakers. Goten was greatful that this wasn't his first time, or he would have felt extremely odd. Bra had taught him the basics, as did his friends in highschool. They danced for a whle, but soon, Goten felt odd. He smelled the air, detecting something very familiar. Then it hit him.
He walked around the hall until he came upon Trunks and Maron. "You little bastard!" Goten exclaimed jokingly.
"Oh, hey, Goten! Wasup?" Maron replied. Goten hunched his shoulders.
"Uh, surprise?" Trunks said. Natari came walking up.
"Hey, Trunks, I didn't know you had connections with Russ," she said. He shrugged.
"You meet a lot of interesting people where I work." So the four hung out together. After a couple hours, Maron and Natari went to the "little girl's room" and the two best friends had their guy talk.
"Trunks, I swear, I am going to die," Goten told Trunks. "Man, Bra dancing like that was no big with me, but Natari's different. Oh, Gods, I can't do this. I can't continue."
"Lighten up, buddy," Trunks replied. "Pretty soon they're doing a karaoke contest. You should do something to prove you're upbeat."
"But I'm not."
"So? Pretend!" Goten sighed.
"I suppose it couldn't do any harm, except me being humiliated in front of a bunch of humans and they laugh so I blast each and every one of them." The two went up to the d.j. and told him that they would be participating. After the girls came back, they continued to dance. The d.j. came onto a stage and called everyone to attention.
"Ladies and gents, wa's happenin, all?" A cry ran up from everyone, save Goten. "Okay, folks, we gonna have ourselves a karaoke contest. Will all the ladies going for it palease come to the stage!" Surprisingly, Maron and Natari went up. The two guys looked at eachother, prepared to die.
"I'm glad my pants are thick," Trunks moaned. "And we might get it in more places than one."
"Shit, the tails," Goten replied. Trunks nodded, and the two swallowed. They waited, watching all the females do their thing, until Natari and Maron were up. "Oh, Gods, take me now..." The music started, and to the boy's horror, it was Genie in a Bottle.
Goten and Trunks exchanged glances. "I'm gonna burst," Trunks sqeaked.
Goten felt that his tail had found a way out, and his eyes bugged out. "Oh, shit." The d.j. came back out.
"Thank you all, ladies. Now, let's get the men out here!" A bunch of men came up, including the two saiya-jins. They waited while others performed until Trunks was announced, who proceeded to sing Without Me by Eminem, which was quite humorous. Then they announced Goten. He smirked at the crowd, not caring what they thought anymore. This was all just a game. He thought of Bra and Paris as the music started.
Met a girl, thought she was grand
fell in love, found out first hand
went well for a week or two
then it all came unglued
in a trap trip I can't grip
never thought I'd be the one who'd slip
then I started to realize
I was living one big lie
she fuckin hates me
trust
she fuckin hates me
la la la love
I tried too hard
and she tore my feelings like I had none
and ripped them away
she was queen for about an hour
after that shit got sour
she took all I ever had
no sign of guilt
no feeling of bad, no
in a trap trip I can't grip
never thought I'd be the one who'd slip
then I started to realize
I was living one big lie
she fuckin hates me
trust
she fuckin hates me
la la la love
I tried too hard
and she tore my feelings like I had none
and ripped them away
that's my story, as you see
learned my lesson and so did she
now it's over, and I'm glad
'cause I'm a fool for all I've said
she fuckin hates me
trust
she fuckin hates me
la la la love
I tried too hard
and she tore my feelings like I had none
and ripped them away
la la la la la la la la la love
trust
la la la la la la la la la love
trust
la la la la la la la la la love (and she tore my feelings like I had none)
trust
la la la la la la la la la love
she fuckin hates me
The d.j. walked out after him, rubbing the back of his head. "Well, someone out there hates him," he stated. "However, the judges sure as Hell don't! Chicks and dudes, we've decided, after much work, that the winners of the male division are Trunks and Goten, with tie scores, folks. Go figure!" People clapped as Trunks joined him on the stage. "And, after the looks on the faces of all the guys out there, and on mine..., we've decided the the girl winners are Maron and Natari. Boom, baby!" More clapping, and a lot of hooting from the guys. This, however, was not what Goten wanted to here. He sneered.
"You little shits! Have you no honor? Women do not deserve to be treated like the choice of the day, but respected." His hand glowed as he powered up his ki. "Now, apologize!" The men, scared of Goten, obeyed. After all the incidences that occured with people that could do that, they didn't want to experience it. So, their was a chorus of people apologizing. "Good," Goten said harshly. The d.j. was shocked a bit, but he quickly recovered.
"Alright, people, do you think we can get these guys to sing again?" There was a unanimous cry of agreement. So, Trunks and Goten teamed up to sing Somewhere I Belong by Linkin Park, and Maron and Natari did No Scrubs by TLC. After that, they left the stage and continued to dance to music. People soon forgot about Goten's interruption and continued to have a good time.
Then Goten was caught off guard. He found himself facing I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing by Aerosmith, a slow song. Remembering all the times he had done it with Paris and Bra, he swallowed. Natari put her hands on his shoulders and he put his on her waist and they slowly shifted their feet to the song. Goten was lost for words. Normally he would talk about how it was a great night and all that shit, but he was lost for words as he looked down at Natari.
"Goten," she said softly.
"Wa?" the saiya-jin replied, trying to sound as unromantic as possible with his what-is-it-now-woman attitude.
"Thanks for doing what you did up there," she told him. "You aren't as big a jerk as your first impression implied." Goten was taken aback by the comment. He blushed slightly, just enough for it to be visible under his tan skin. She rested her head on his chest, which caused his face to have the color of a tomatoe, his eyes opened as much as they could. The lyrics fitted his mood perfectly. He didn't want to close his eyes, and he wanted to stay in that moment for the rest of time.
After a few more songs, the party was over. Trunks and Maron parted with Goten and Natari. However, the saiya-jin and the intotsu didn't leave for home. Once outside, a sound arose, stopping many people walking by. Goten looked down at his stomach. "Uh..., heh heh heh..."
"Hungry?" Natari asked. He nodded. So, the two went to a restaurant and picked up a couple of hamburgers.
Once finished, they left for Natari's ship. Goten leaned against a tree, removing his jacket and looking out at the lake. "Thanks for coming with me, Goten," Natari said. Goten shrugged.
"No problem," he replied. He removed his shirt and tossed it to the side with his jacket. "I just don't like the respect of humans. The only problem is, I used to be like them in highschool."
"The past doesn't matter in the big picture. It's what you do now and what you plan for the future that count." Goten narrowed his eyes. He moved his injured arm slowly, wincing at the pain. After all the dancing and trying desperately hard not to ruin it with his pain, it had come back full force.
"My future involves kicking Gohan's ass," he growled.
"Because of your injuries?"
"No. I couldn't give a shit about my wounds. He tried to hurt you. KILL you. He had no idea what he was doing. He's such a filthy prick. I'll kick his ass good and proper like he deserves. If I could still go to the third and fourth level-"
"What do you mean by still?" Natari cut him off. Goten told her the story of how he had fought Majin Cell and sacrificed his abilities to save Number 18's life. He left out his reason purpously. "That was a brave thing you did, Goten. The more time I spend with you the more I realize that you act like something you're not." Goten closed his eyes.
"Whatever." With that, he flew back to his neck of the woods.