Vegeta ½
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a Goku and Vegeta buddy fic
by
mkh2
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Sorry for taking so long… I did put up one other one-shot while I was writing this… I was sick and had a headache – forgive me!
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Disclaimer: Mikki: No, no! You can't make me!
Tippy: then I'm telling mom to sell all your manga!
Mikki: QoQ … alright, alright, I'll say it… DragonballZ doesn't belong to me, neither does Ranma ½ (where I got the cursed-springs / hot-cold water gimmick from…) They belong to their respective owners.
Tippy: good, now you can have a cookie!
Mikki: Yay! ::blinks:: Hey, wait a minute – this is already my cookie.
Tippy: Heh heh heh…
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In "Vegeta ½," Vegeta's day starts pretty normally, until he finds himself being talked into going to China with Goku for some sparring time, whereupon he falls into the cursed springs, turning into a girl. Poor 'Geta! What happens to the poor saiyajin no ouji? Will Goku spill the beans? Oh dear!
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" " – denotes speech
' ' – denotes thinking.
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Vegeta ½
Chapter 5 - Curiouser and curiouser…
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Vegeta sighed and poked at the salad on her plate. She was only given a regular dinner like the rest of the ningens at the table (Bulma, her parents, and Kuririn who happened to stop over) while Goku had his regular plate. Bejee had eaten two portions of steak, mashed potatoes and gravy, corn on the cob, and a small thing of applesauce, yet that just wasn't enough, not even with her now smaller, feminine-sized stomach. She glared enviously at Goku's plate, now heaping with lasagna and apple strudel. 'Durn him… durn him to heck!' Her fork slammed down into the salad again, decimating a crouton.
Goku paused in mid-chew and glanced over at Vegeta's plate. He blinked his eyes – her salad was still there.
"Hey Bejee, just finish your salad and then you can go, or you can have some desert." He nodded his head encouragingly as he swirled his fork in the whipped cream that was sliding off the strudel. "It's good for you, and if you get to the strudel, you'll feel even better!"
"I don't like salad," she muttered, shoving another helpless crouton to the edge of the plate where it teetered precariously.
"Maybe you need a little help? It's already swimming in three kinds of dressing (ick!) so, what's wrong? Just open your mouth and chew," Goku gestured with his fork, mimicking eating the salad, before scooping up half of the lasagna. Bulma and gang looked at the exchange between the slight auburn-haired girl and the tall dark-man. If it wasn't for the grumpy look on the girl's face, you'd say they were friendly… maybe a little too friendly. Bulma's parents looked on obliviously though Bulma and Kuririn glanced at each other worriedly.
"C'mon, eat up!" Goku smiled and nodded.
Vegeta growled. "I refuse!"
"Bejee, eat your veggies!" Goku frowned and, grabbing her fork from Vegeta, stabbed up some of the leafy greens and held it in front of her face. "Then you can have desert."
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No no no!"
"Yes yes yes!"
"No no n-rmph!" Vegeta almost gagged when Goku, finally fed up, shoved the fork in her mouth. "Mmhm?" Goku sighed and picking up a crouton, shoved it between her lips.
"Croutons are good too."
Vegeta glared at him angrily and, after chewing hurriedly, swallowed. She blinked her eyes. "Fine, just so you don't do that again, I'll eat it." She hurriedly shoveled it in her mouth and soon had a clean plate.
Goku looked away, rolling his eyes. "Cheez… fine, suit yourself – just don't go so fast you choke."
Vegeta nodded, a slight flush on her cheeks. She wasn't about to tell him she thought it tasted good. Her pride wouldn't allow it.
"Now, for some desert…"
Goku grinned. "Sorry Bejee – you took so long I ate it all… the only desert left is the little bit I have on my plate," he teased, showing the apple strudel topped with whipped cream and slowly melting French vanilla ice cream, Vegeta's favorite in the whole wide world.
"No! Give it here!" Vegeta jumped up and reached for it. Goku burst into laughter and, leaping out of his chair, started running around the kitchen, Vegeta hot on his heels. "Kakarrotto!"
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Bulma and Kuririn were down in the lab, Bulma showing him the sample of cursed water that she was studying. Kuririn kept going on and on about the "dinner show" they had watched, thinking it the funniest thing he had seen in quite a while.
"…Then when she tackled him and they both went sliding out the kitchen and he was on his stomach and she was riding on his back like he was a toboggan – ha! And then she started eating the strudel right out of the plate with his fork and he burst out with the whining that it was his and she was just slow but she started saying that if she was so slow she wouldn't have been able to catch him and… Bulma? Bulma? Bulma, are you listening?"
"Don't you think it was odd how he didn't knock her off him, or how she kept calling him Kakarrotto?" Bulma frowned, biting her thumbnail.
"Well, I figure that Goku is still reacting to such things because, as you remember, his Grandpa told him that you were supposed to always treat girls nice and service the ladies, and the Kakarrotto bit was probably because Vegeta was probably there when he found Bejee."
"Maybe… still, don't you think the two were a little… too… chummy?" Bulma peeked over at Kuririn.
Kuririn lowered his head thoughtfully. "Well, Goku likes everybody… no problem there, however… the girl… she doesn't seem to like people much and yet was very… friendly… with Goku."
"Goku had claimed that was because he was raised in a similar situation and is better able to relate."
Kuririn nodded. "That makes sense… anything else?"
Bulma tapped thoughtfully at her nose. "Oh yeah! Goku said we should invite the gang over… see how they like her."
Kuririn blushed. "She's pretty… they'll like her…"
Bulma nodded her head and turned to the computer. 'Still, I can't help thinking that something is off here. It's so… suspicious.'
Kuririn continued with his rambling. "Oh yeah, and I especially liked her little victory dance on Goku's head – good thing it's such a hard head…"
~Owari~
Hello, all! Mikki here… wow, it's been a while since I updated. I haven't got any of those five durn teeth removed yet, but I'm over the sickness and swollen thing… Boy, that was a nuisance. Nobody seemed to notice the swollenness, but I guess it was just going inward… so I would end up biting my cheek all day.
Yay! I got a new Petshop of Horrors book… number 3. Count D is so cute! (Kinda reminds me of me and sweets, just not quite as extreme. However, I'm by no means a vegetarian – I like beef!)
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The "no no no" scene was inspired from something I remember Mom telling Tippy and me about my learning to speak when I was little. My first word just happened to be "no," which coincidentally made it frustrating when I went to the store. Sometimes my mom would ask me if I wanted something to eat – generally something I really liked – and I would put on my most determined face and say… "no." Naturally, my "no" meant "yes" but Mom, being Mom, would start to put it back, saying, "so, no, you don't want it?" And chibi-me would panic and reach out to the box of whatever yummy thing I wanted crying "no no no no no!" until I finally got my goodie. Boy, Mom sure was mean sometimes.
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Time? What time? Didn't pay attention ::whistles innocently:: It was more than 2 hours I think… I did half on one computer and the other half on another… But it was definitely less than 3. Man, and I sure did have a headache on the first half (it's what took so long.)
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Ha! I'm having a field day with Jingle Bells… In a mistletoe-smooch-fear-crazed-mushy-brained mindset, Vegeta ends up shrieking "I LOVE YOU TOO!" before returning to normal, and instead of doing his usual melting scene, he instead became so hot he burned Goku's hands. ::blinks eyes:: I don't even know why I mentioned this… It isn't anywhere near Christmas…