Through Hallways
By Pikachu Hunter
Chapter Fifteen: Algebra Homework
--Outside...--
"So, you just...asked if you could kiss her?" Krillin asked, wide- eyed.
"Yup!" Goku nodded.
"You idiot, he bought her ice cream first, knowing that girls love getting presents, of course!" Vegeta recalled the food issue, smacking Krillin over the head. "Girls are more complex than asking to kiss! If they weren't, then I would already be--"
"Be what?" Bulma, Chi-Chi, and Eighteen walked up behind the boys, no bags on hand.
"You guys didn't get in trouble in the halls?" Krillin wondered.
"Well, we had a little run-in with Chikara-sensei, but...Tanaka- sensei came up to her with an invitation to lunch. So while they went on about Kami knows what, we were making a break for it!" Eighteen laughed.
"Ew, teacher romance..." Krillin shuddered.
"Anyways, what were you about to say, Vegeta?" Bulma asked, leading the group of females closer until the six were standing in a circle. Vegeta crossed his arms, and looked away as they all seated themselves on the grass beneath them. "Nothing." He spat.
"Okay, then...Anyways, what'll we do this lunch hour? We sort of already did everything fun this morning..." Bulma sighed. "I mean, really. What else is there to do?"
"I don't know," Chi-Chi gave a sigh to match Bulma's.
"How's about hangin' with me, beautiful?" A boy from out of the group sat behind Chi-Chi, and wrapped his arms around her waist. Chi-Chi slapped at his hands, which attempted to go up. They only reached the bottom of her ribcage when Goku stood up, and put on a face nobody had ever seen before. "Tien, get your own girl. She's mine."
The other boy, obviously not heeding Goku's advice, moved his face closer to Chi-Chi's, which wore a worried expression. "You heard him, go away!" She yelled, trying to get out of the embrace.
"Oh, c'mon, let's go somewhere else, and--"
"Tien!" Goku yelled louder. He shoved the boy, and pulled his arms off of Chi-Chi. "I don't know what the hell is wrong with you today, but get the fuck away from Chi-Chi!"
Krillin's mouth hung open as he changed his expression from bored to surprised and shocked. "D-did Goku just swear...?" He asked, bewildered.
"Kakkarot?" Vegeta scratched his head. Goku must have been going insane, swearing, shoving people, yelling, and now, he was...
"Goku! What're you doing?!" Bulma yelled as Goku gave a surprise punch, and his fist made a cracking sound as it came in contact with Tien's jaw. Eighteen laughed. "Ha, right in the kisser!"
"Goku-chan! Stop it!" Chi-Chi grabbed Goku's arm as he was about to deal another blow to the boy's stomach.
"Oh, Kami, I...I don't know what came over me!" Goku ran his fingers through the hair in his face, frightened at his own actions. It was like some other self had taken over, or something weird...
--Later...--
"Finally, the last bell..." Bulma sighed as she and Vegeta walked from their last class, and Vegeta took Bulma's books from her hands. She paid no heed as he stacked them on top of his own. "So, are we doing homework over the phone tonight, or is one of us going to the other's house...?" She asked.
"I don't care. We don't have a lot of homework tonight." Vegeta said, trying to keep his mind off of how Bulma's sweater zipper had gone down the tiniest bit, showing a pink rim of an undergarment. Bulma nodded. "So why don't you come over to my house, and you can stay for dinner again?" She invited as she pulled her locker open, took the books Vegeta had carried, and shoved them into her pink bookbag.
"Um...okay..." Vegeta said. Could he handle even walking her home without having to talk about that morning's incidents? She seemed calm enough, and he knew he looked so as well, on the outside, but inside, it would only take the mention of the subject to have him laughing nervously and blushing.
"Alright. Ready to go?" Bulma swung her bag over her shoulder, and slammed the locked shut.
"Uh-huh." Vegeta put his own backpack over one shoulder, and pushed the lock on his locker closed.
--At dinner...--
"So, Vegeta, how are you?" Mrs. Breifs asked from across the table, all smiles, as usual.
"Um...I'm fine...yourself?" Vegeta returned the question as he slowly put a forkful of potatoes in his mouth. He was trying to be so polite around them, like it mattered what they thought. He guessed, that, if he ever wanted to date Bulma, he would have to impress her parents. So he might as well come off as a good mannered friend instead of a rude boyfriend.
"Oh, I'm dandy, thank-you!" Mrs. Breifs laughed. "Isn't he sweet young man, dear?" She asked her husband, who sat directly across from Vegeta. Vegeta felt uncomfortable with the way Bulma's father looked at him every time he said something to Bulma, or when they went upstairs to do homework. It was like an encouraging smile, almost.
"Yes, he's a fine boy, I think. What do you think, Bulma?" The man elbowed his daughter, who had been extremely quiet on the way home from school. Bulma blushed. "Er..." looking at Vegeta, she sensed his uneasiness at the table. Why was he so edgy? "I think...that we should stop talking about him like he's not here." She gave her parents a glare, suddenly, feeling angry with them.
Vegeta looked at his plate. He was finished eating. "Um...we should probably do our homework now." He said.
"Oh, yeah...our homework." Bulma nodded. She stood up from the table, and excused herself and Vegeta. They walked upstairs, after Vegeta saw Dr. Breifs wink at him reassuringly. He wondered why he'd done that...
"What first? Math, or chemistry?" Bulma asked, holding up two textbooks.
"Uh..." Vegeta felt himself relate both topics to what he'd thought about mostly all day. "Uh...math." He nodded at which book he saw first.
"Alright, in math we have some algebra to finish...lets see...B plus V equals--"
"Holy shit..." Vegeta's eyes widened at the sound of two familiar letters.
"What?" Bulma looked at Vegeta, who leaned against the wall as they sat side by side on the bed. "Hey," she noticed the letters in the book. "These letters are the initials of our first names," she laughed. "How weird.
"Yeah..." Vegeta said, clearing his throat. "Weird."
"Okay. Anyways, B plus V equals..." Bulma stopped as she recalled that morning.
"Um..." Vegeta waved a hand in front of her face. "We have to finish this homework, you know..."
"Sorry. I was just thinking about this morning...y'know, when you and I, we..." Bulma trailed off again.
"Well, remember, it was only a dare. You said so yourself." Vegeta reminded her.
"But I..." Bulma sighed. She couldn't keep it a secret much longer. "I want it to be more than a dare."
"What...?" Vegeta gasped for air as she said something he could only imagine hearing.
- - -
I thought it was about time they got together! Sorry the last chapter was so messy...I don't know...
Anyways, people have begun to run out of ideas for the Halloween costumes...here's the update:
Vegeta: Batman-- The deal with this is that we're going to use a mask that only covers his eyes (think about a mask like Tuxedo Mask's), so there won't be an issue with the hair, or anything. Does this make it any better? :) Kakkarot: Undecided. I know I am going to put something goofy on him...but what? POLL IS OPEN. Krillin: I've had a lot of suggestions for gangster get-ups...I don't think that's going to happen...POLL IS OPEN. Eighteen: Android-- I have no clue how this costume will work, but I'll think of something! Chi-Chi: Um...again, the POLL IS OPEN. Bulma: A witch. I had a suggestion to make her a dark fairy, but the idea of the witch costume is my perception of her: A WITCH.
On other topics...would you like to see Bulma and Vegeta get together as a result of this last chapter, or do you want them to continue ignoring each other? Should something interrupt them so we can laugh a little longer? I think so!
--Kai
By Pikachu Hunter
Chapter Fifteen: Algebra Homework
--Outside...--
"So, you just...asked if you could kiss her?" Krillin asked, wide- eyed.
"Yup!" Goku nodded.
"You idiot, he bought her ice cream first, knowing that girls love getting presents, of course!" Vegeta recalled the food issue, smacking Krillin over the head. "Girls are more complex than asking to kiss! If they weren't, then I would already be--"
"Be what?" Bulma, Chi-Chi, and Eighteen walked up behind the boys, no bags on hand.
"You guys didn't get in trouble in the halls?" Krillin wondered.
"Well, we had a little run-in with Chikara-sensei, but...Tanaka- sensei came up to her with an invitation to lunch. So while they went on about Kami knows what, we were making a break for it!" Eighteen laughed.
"Ew, teacher romance..." Krillin shuddered.
"Anyways, what were you about to say, Vegeta?" Bulma asked, leading the group of females closer until the six were standing in a circle. Vegeta crossed his arms, and looked away as they all seated themselves on the grass beneath them. "Nothing." He spat.
"Okay, then...Anyways, what'll we do this lunch hour? We sort of already did everything fun this morning..." Bulma sighed. "I mean, really. What else is there to do?"
"I don't know," Chi-Chi gave a sigh to match Bulma's.
"How's about hangin' with me, beautiful?" A boy from out of the group sat behind Chi-Chi, and wrapped his arms around her waist. Chi-Chi slapped at his hands, which attempted to go up. They only reached the bottom of her ribcage when Goku stood up, and put on a face nobody had ever seen before. "Tien, get your own girl. She's mine."
The other boy, obviously not heeding Goku's advice, moved his face closer to Chi-Chi's, which wore a worried expression. "You heard him, go away!" She yelled, trying to get out of the embrace.
"Oh, c'mon, let's go somewhere else, and--"
"Tien!" Goku yelled louder. He shoved the boy, and pulled his arms off of Chi-Chi. "I don't know what the hell is wrong with you today, but get the fuck away from Chi-Chi!"
Krillin's mouth hung open as he changed his expression from bored to surprised and shocked. "D-did Goku just swear...?" He asked, bewildered.
"Kakkarot?" Vegeta scratched his head. Goku must have been going insane, swearing, shoving people, yelling, and now, he was...
"Goku! What're you doing?!" Bulma yelled as Goku gave a surprise punch, and his fist made a cracking sound as it came in contact with Tien's jaw. Eighteen laughed. "Ha, right in the kisser!"
"Goku-chan! Stop it!" Chi-Chi grabbed Goku's arm as he was about to deal another blow to the boy's stomach.
"Oh, Kami, I...I don't know what came over me!" Goku ran his fingers through the hair in his face, frightened at his own actions. It was like some other self had taken over, or something weird...
--Later...--
"Finally, the last bell..." Bulma sighed as she and Vegeta walked from their last class, and Vegeta took Bulma's books from her hands. She paid no heed as he stacked them on top of his own. "So, are we doing homework over the phone tonight, or is one of us going to the other's house...?" She asked.
"I don't care. We don't have a lot of homework tonight." Vegeta said, trying to keep his mind off of how Bulma's sweater zipper had gone down the tiniest bit, showing a pink rim of an undergarment. Bulma nodded. "So why don't you come over to my house, and you can stay for dinner again?" She invited as she pulled her locker open, took the books Vegeta had carried, and shoved them into her pink bookbag.
"Um...okay..." Vegeta said. Could he handle even walking her home without having to talk about that morning's incidents? She seemed calm enough, and he knew he looked so as well, on the outside, but inside, it would only take the mention of the subject to have him laughing nervously and blushing.
"Alright. Ready to go?" Bulma swung her bag over her shoulder, and slammed the locked shut.
"Uh-huh." Vegeta put his own backpack over one shoulder, and pushed the lock on his locker closed.
--At dinner...--
"So, Vegeta, how are you?" Mrs. Breifs asked from across the table, all smiles, as usual.
"Um...I'm fine...yourself?" Vegeta returned the question as he slowly put a forkful of potatoes in his mouth. He was trying to be so polite around them, like it mattered what they thought. He guessed, that, if he ever wanted to date Bulma, he would have to impress her parents. So he might as well come off as a good mannered friend instead of a rude boyfriend.
"Oh, I'm dandy, thank-you!" Mrs. Breifs laughed. "Isn't he sweet young man, dear?" She asked her husband, who sat directly across from Vegeta. Vegeta felt uncomfortable with the way Bulma's father looked at him every time he said something to Bulma, or when they went upstairs to do homework. It was like an encouraging smile, almost.
"Yes, he's a fine boy, I think. What do you think, Bulma?" The man elbowed his daughter, who had been extremely quiet on the way home from school. Bulma blushed. "Er..." looking at Vegeta, she sensed his uneasiness at the table. Why was he so edgy? "I think...that we should stop talking about him like he's not here." She gave her parents a glare, suddenly, feeling angry with them.
Vegeta looked at his plate. He was finished eating. "Um...we should probably do our homework now." He said.
"Oh, yeah...our homework." Bulma nodded. She stood up from the table, and excused herself and Vegeta. They walked upstairs, after Vegeta saw Dr. Breifs wink at him reassuringly. He wondered why he'd done that...
"What first? Math, or chemistry?" Bulma asked, holding up two textbooks.
"Uh..." Vegeta felt himself relate both topics to what he'd thought about mostly all day. "Uh...math." He nodded at which book he saw first.
"Alright, in math we have some algebra to finish...lets see...B plus V equals--"
"Holy shit..." Vegeta's eyes widened at the sound of two familiar letters.
"What?" Bulma looked at Vegeta, who leaned against the wall as they sat side by side on the bed. "Hey," she noticed the letters in the book. "These letters are the initials of our first names," she laughed. "How weird.
"Yeah..." Vegeta said, clearing his throat. "Weird."
"Okay. Anyways, B plus V equals..." Bulma stopped as she recalled that morning.
"Um..." Vegeta waved a hand in front of her face. "We have to finish this homework, you know..."
"Sorry. I was just thinking about this morning...y'know, when you and I, we..." Bulma trailed off again.
"Well, remember, it was only a dare. You said so yourself." Vegeta reminded her.
"But I..." Bulma sighed. She couldn't keep it a secret much longer. "I want it to be more than a dare."
"What...?" Vegeta gasped for air as she said something he could only imagine hearing.
- - -
I thought it was about time they got together! Sorry the last chapter was so messy...I don't know...
Anyways, people have begun to run out of ideas for the Halloween costumes...here's the update:
Vegeta: Batman-- The deal with this is that we're going to use a mask that only covers his eyes (think about a mask like Tuxedo Mask's), so there won't be an issue with the hair, or anything. Does this make it any better? :) Kakkarot: Undecided. I know I am going to put something goofy on him...but what? POLL IS OPEN. Krillin: I've had a lot of suggestions for gangster get-ups...I don't think that's going to happen...POLL IS OPEN. Eighteen: Android-- I have no clue how this costume will work, but I'll think of something! Chi-Chi: Um...again, the POLL IS OPEN. Bulma: A witch. I had a suggestion to make her a dark fairy, but the idea of the witch costume is my perception of her: A WITCH.
On other topics...would you like to see Bulma and Vegeta get together as a result of this last chapter, or do you want them to continue ignoring each other? Should something interrupt them so we can laugh a little longer? I think so!
--Kai