Vegeta ½
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a Goku and Vegeta buddy fic
by
mkh2
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Disclaimer: Enter the dummy…
Mikki: Do I have to?
Tippy: Yes, we already agreed on this.
Mikki: But I don't like wearing yellow… can't I wear orange or red or blue or white or black or purple or…
Tippy: No.
Mikki: But I don't look good in yellow!
Tippy: Tough.
Mikki: ::sighs:: Okay, but next time I pick the disclaimer outfit… for the both of us.
Tippy: ::pales:: …
Mikki: ::skips out to center stage in a big chicken outfit:: Hello everybody! ::starts doing the chicken dance:: I don't know what you've been told, but this girl here has got no gold, she can't sing and she can't dance, but mostly she burns eggs to ash (hey, Tippy, that's you! Tippy: shut up! Keep singing!), she don't own diddly, she don't own squat, so obviously she don't own the Z-lot! … Z-lot… Tippy, that's stupid!
Tippy: No, you're stupid!
Mikki: . This was your idea…
Tippy: … shut up!
Mikki: ::pushes back the chicken head:: Um, basically I don't Vegeta, Goku or any of the Z-gang… yeah. That's about it… I'm still wondering where Tippy got this crazy costume from though… ::wanders off:: Tippy! That's my cookie!
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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 12 – This is the way we beat the bread…
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"Then we were too easy on him?" asked Goku.
Vegeta laughed.
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Vegeta blinked and came back to the real world, just in time to dodge the rather large fist that was coming at her face.
"Whoa, there, Bejee… you okay? You seemed a little out of it for a moment…" Goku pulled his fist away from where it had come to a stop, somewhere next to her ear.
"Eh, yeah… I'm fine," Vegeta murmured, shaking her head. Why was she thinking about that?
"I'm guessing the PMS is getting to you… maybe you should lie down, I mean, you already beat the tar out of Yamucha, do you really need to keep on sparring?" Goku tilted his head to the side in thought.
"Eh… Er… Ah… No, no, I want to… I just have the insane urge to do… something! I mean, my cramps are better, and, well, I don't have all my energy back yet, but I'm feeling restless…" Vegeta flopped over backwards onto the ground. She couldn't help feeling winded despite the lack of physical activity and the insanely low setting the gravity room was at… guess this weak body just couldn't hold up to the rigors of cycling.
Bleh. Just the thought made her sick to her stomach.
"Well… I have a rather… tasty… idea," Goku said thoughtfully, rubbing his chin.
"Ehm?" Vegeta lifted her head to look at him and raised her eyebrow. "What is it?"
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"Baking bread?"
Bulma had peeked into the kitchen as she passed and backtracked when she realized she saw something that she couldn't possibly have seen. However, it turned out that she did see it… at least, she thinks that's what she saw.
"Yup!" Goku and Vegeta were currently kneading the dough, occasionally punching a fist into the swollen mass of yeasty goodness. "She needed something to do to relieve her stress but got too winded in the GR."
"Kakarrotto! Don't tell her that!" Vegeta squawked, turning red. 'Don't tell her I couldn't handle the gravity at a low setting of 5 – that's embarrassing!'
"Hm…" nodded Bulma thoughtfully. "I'm not surprised – after all, after being able to pound Yamucha so thoroughly I'm amazed she's still awake. Though… baking bread, I didn't think you were the type… and same for you, Bejee."
Vegeta blinked in mild surprise while Goku laughed, stopping himself before he put his hand back to rub the back of his head.
"Yeah, well, Chichi sometimes has me do it… not that I minded… fresh baked bread is the best for sandwiches or eating plain."
"Um… Kakarrotto's teaching me…" muttered Vegeta, slightly flustered. It's true… this was really not the sort of thing to do… however, kneading the bread really was sort of… therapeutic. So long as nobody saw her, she wouldn't mind doing this again in male form.
"Yes, I see, Bejee," Bulma smiled slightly at the girl. 'Poor thing… I hope she knows I don't blame her about Yamucha.'
"Ah hah heh, ah…" Vegeta laughed slightly, rubbing her nose and getting flour across her cheeks. "Ehm?" She blinked in surprise and crossed her eyes at the powder. "Ohh…"
"Here Bejee," Goku chirped, grabbing a towel and dusting her face off as if she was just Gohan with a little bit of ketchup on his cheek. "See? All better."
"Hee… yeah…" Vegeta's stomach tied in a knot – hmm… must be hungry, she decided.
"So, Bulma, anything you need?" Goku grinned, looking over at her.
"Oh, right, remember when I called you earlier?" Bulma nodded.
"Ah, you mean after Bejee ran me off the first time?" Goku's grin, if anything, got bigger, which was a feat in itself. Vegeta blushed at the memory – boy, she acted crazy… well, hormonal.
"Yeah… I wanted you to go find Vegeta and give him something from me," Bulma reached into her pocket and would have tossed the purple capsule to him had it not been for the conspicuously growing amount of bread dough and instead walked over to him and tugged on his pocket. "I'll just put it in your pocket for now to give to him after you're done with the baking. Bejee, I hope I get to have a taste of yours, hm?" Bulma smiled gently at the slowly turning pink girl.
"I normally don't make-bake bread!" squeaked Vegeta, holding the towel to her face. "It might not be good!"
Bulma shook her head. "You know, everything's okay, don't you?"
Vegeta lifted her head slowly up at Bulma. 'She doesn't look mad, and I don't think she's planning on getting rid of me or my male self, so…'
Vegeta smiled brightly. "Yup!"
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"Is it done yet?"
"No."
"Is it done yet?"
"No."
"Is it done yet?"
"No."
"Is it done yet?"
"No."
"Is it done—"
"Bejee! I'll tell you when it's done!"
Normally Goku was a pretty patient man, he had to be, growing up alone had taught him that much. However, raising Gohan, he couldn't but get the feeling that he's been answering that question, along with several others, at least one time too many.
"Oh, alright…"
"Good. Just wait."
"'Kay. … Is it done yet?"
"Argh!"
The sound of a very hard head hitting a very hard wooden counter resonated through the whole house.
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"I'm bored." Vegeta turned in her to sit in it properly instead of backwards like she had been since they put the bread in the oven to watch it bake.
"Well… sometimes it's good to be bored," said Goku slowly.
"What ever gave you that idea?"
"Growing up by myself after Grandpa Gohan died… raising Gohan… all the dangers this Earth has been in…" Goku sighed softly. "This old world has seen so much danger, so many threats… including you, once."
"Humph, I still could be a threat," Vegeta eyed Goku, feeling somewhat curious about this strange mood he seemed to be in.
"But… where would you go? Isn't this your home now?"
"No. Vegeta-sei is my home," stated Vegeta resolutely.
"But… don't you ever get lonely?" Goku asked.
"No… do you?" Vegeta squirmed around in her chair to face Goku better.
"Well, at first, for many years, I didn't. I mean, being alone seemed so natural that whether a person was near me or not didn't seem to matter. I didn't mind being around people and I didn't mind being alone. I always missed Grandpa Gohan but I never realized I had ever missed my friends until the next time I saw them. Then, one day, Chichi and I were married, and from then on, except for some trips in the Otherworld, I always had somebody by my side. Now, yes, sometimes I do get lonely when I'm alone."
"What about when you are around other people?" Vegeta persisted.
"Wh-wha?" Goku blushed at this. "Well… sometimes I do, like nobody understands me because I'm different somehow."
"It's natural, after all, you and I are the last of our kind… we are different than the others, no matter how much we try to be like them," nodded Vegeta.
"So… you do get lonely," Goku grinned.
"Hmp! No! You're just twisting my words!" growled Vegeta.
"Whatever…" Goku yawned and stared at the timer.
"Um, Kakarrotto?"
"Yes, Bejee?"
"Why are you, um, acting like this?"
"Hm? Oh, I dunno… I guess baking bread always puts me in this sort of mood for some reason…" he shifted around sleepily in his chair and leaned further on the counter.
"Oh… do other things put you in this sort of mood?"
"Lots of different things put me into lots of different moods, Bejee," Goku smiled slightly, eyes slowly turning to rest on Vegeta who was startled.
"Yeah, well, next you feel like breaking bread, don't invite me," yelped Vegeta, turning away brusquely to stare at the oven, thus breaking the quiet mood.
Goku laughed.
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"This is… this is good!" cheered Vegeta around a mouthful of warm bread.
"Tol'ja," Goku mumbled back around a mouthful the same loaf.
The two sat at the counter now, ten large loaves of the bread stacked high around them. Goku had accidentally over-estimated how much they needed to multiply the recipe by, though Vegeta assured him that they could easily polish off the bread in the same day.
"Alls well that ends well, and all that jazz," Goku said lightly, staring at the piece of bread in his hands, lightly squeezing it and releasing it to let it spring back to its original shape.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Vegeta shoved another piece of bread in her mouth. "This is amazing – it's actually good enough to eat without any butter or cold cuts or cheese or anything!"
"Hm…" Goku sighed thoughtfully before reaching into his shirt pocket. "Oh yeah!" He pulled out the capsule. "Hey, I've got to get going, Bejee. Here, special delivery!" He dropped the capsule on her lap and, saluting, tucked an untouched loaf of bread under his arm and teleported home.
"Mhm?" Vegeta blinked at it before tucking it away. She'll look at it later. Right now, she was hungry.
~Owari~
Today has been a (mostly) wonderful day for me. … Though, it seems that my newly posted items didn't get many reviews ::shrugs:: Oh well, guess that just means I have to update/post more often.
You know, I've never baked bread before, unless you count banana bread or even (ha!) meatloaf, which I don't. Sadly, every time I find a recipe for bread it always has yeast, which I can never seem to find… Maybe I should pay more attention the next time I go the store, ne? It seems like hard work… and yet so much fun! Everybody, sing with me: "This is the way we knead the bread, knead the bread, knead the bread. This is the way we knead the bread- so early in the morning!" ,
Today was a breakfast day for me. We went to IHOPs, went driving around doing errands, ate the remainder of the pancakes we decided to take home with us, and then cooked up some sausages… only breakfast food all day long (however, that sausage was kinda spicy – I'm surprised flames didn't shoot out of my mouth considering how I can't handle spicy food…) So, yeah, today was fun.