Through Hallways
By Pikachu Hunter
Chapter Sixteen: The Truth
"I said, I wanted it to be more than a dare." Bulma repeated herself, grinning sheepishly as Vegeta's expression displayed shock and confusion. Vegeta blinked. "Um..." he dropped his textbook, and it landed on the floor with a thud, showing the back cover of 'Algebra Universe 10,' as Bulma shuffled closer to Vegeta on the bed.
"Well? Don't you have anything to say? I mean, I know you don't like me or anything, but at least let me know you're alive in there," Bulma said, waving her hand in front of Vegeta's face.
Vegeta, finding himself speechless, had opened his mouth, but no words had escaped. His thoughts were jumbled together as he contemplated this information. She actually liked him. Bulma rolled her eyes. "Hello, Vegeta..." she waved at him again. He shook his head, and tried to clear his mind. This was all some dream that Kami had sent him, to make him angry and feel depressed when he'd finally wake up. This could not be reality.
"Vegeta, please, say something, we do have to spend the rest of the school year together..." Bulma said.
"H-holy...holy..." Vegeta mumbled. "Holy sh-shit..."
"That's all you have to say? Holy shit?" Bulma sighed.
"You're fucking serious...?" Vegeta's eyes widened.
"If you don't stop swearing, my mom will hear, and Dad will kick you out. They're that kind of people."
"But are you--" Vegeta's sentence was cut off as Bulma repeated that morning's actions, moving quickly to his mouth with her own lips, and shutting her eyes as she made contact. She wrapped her arms tightly around him, pushing her fingertips gently into his shoulder blades, as Vegeta assumed he'd gone insane and he was imagining it. He pushed her away from him. "Tell me I'm awake!" He begged. "Slap me, pinch me, wake me up!"
"You're not asleep," Bulma laughed, pinching his hand as she said it. "Now, tell me...do you like me?"
"Hell, yeah..." Vegeta smirked. He put his arms around her waist, and put his tongue in her mouth.
--Morutaka High School, the next morning...--
"Bulma, let's see your homework." Itose-sensei requested as he walked up the row, and checked that the student behind her had completed the night's assignment. Bulma flipped her binder open, and took out a pen. "I didn't do it," she said, playing with the pen as she spoke. She hadn't done anything but kiss Vegeta for a half hour, when his father called and asked he come home. Then she'd sat on her bed, and looked blankly at the wall, until her mother made her go to sleep.
"No?" Itose-sensei shook his head as he pulled a pencil from his pocket, and was about to write an 'x' beside her name for not doing the assignment. Vegeta turned to the side, holding a piece of paper. "Bulma, you idiot, you did so do your homework. You just forgot it at my house," he said, handing the paper to Itose-sensei, who passed it to the blue-haired girl after examining it. It was a completed homework assignment, with her name on it, and the best replica of her handwriting she had ever seen.
"I--"
"Yes, you did." Vegeta stopped her from saying anything stupid that would land them in the principal's office.
"Oh, yeah...thanks for giving it back, Vegeta..." she murmured. She opened the rings in her binder, and flipped the sheet to it's back to put it in as Itose-sensei moved on to the next student. There was something written on the back as well. She looked over to Vegeta. He winked at her. Looking back at the paper, she read the message in her head.
Meet me by the door marked 'mechanical room' at lunch.
Bulma smiled. What had he planned? And...the mechanical room...? What was so great about that?
"Bulma, could you answer question five, please?" Itose-sensei asked her from the front of the room as the class began to mark the work. Bulma nodded. "Yes, sensei..."
--The Halls, at lunch hour...--
"Bulma! There you are!" Chi-Chi and Eighteen rushed up to the girl who was at her locker as soon as they'd seen her. Vegeta was nowhere in sight. "Hi, guys..." Bulma said, in an almost dream-like state.
"Bulma, you didn't return my call last night...what happened?" Eighteen asked.
"I was busy." Bulma replied, shutting the locker as she turned to face them.
"With what? You never do anything on school nights." Chi-Chi said.
"Well I was busy last night."
"With what?" The blonde inquired.
"Um...Vegeta..." Bulma gave a small smile to her friends.
"I bet you were doing more than homework!" Chi-Chi laughed.
"I have to be somewhere, I'll tell you later." Bulma waved as she rushed down the hall. Eighteen quirked an eyebrow, and Chi-Chi shrugged. "I wonder where she's going."
"It's probably nothing." Eighteen assured her friend. "Bulma wouldn't ditch us for a good reason."
"Hi, Eighteen! Hi, Chi-Chi-chan!" Goku walked up, wrapping his arms around the raven-haired girl's waist.
"Goku-chan!" Chi-Chi broke into a smile, forgetting about Bulma as she kissed Goku on the cheek.
"C'mon, I'm starving." Goku said. "Who brought something to trade for lunch?" He led the four down the hall, towards the cafeteria. Krillin shook his head. "I only have money," he sighed.
"Oh, damn it, I forgot my lunch on the table at home!" Eighteen groaned, slapping her forehead.
"Or maybe Seventeen took it again." Krillin put in.
"My stomach will be growling all sixth period!" Eighteen whined. "Why was I so dumb?!"
"Don't worry, Eighteen, I'll share my lunch with you!" Goku offered, waving a lunch box at her.
"No, Goku, I can cover it..." Krillin nodded at his friend.
"Oh, I don't mind sharing, Krillin..." Goku laughed. "I have plenty!"
"I SAID, I can cover it! I have enough to pay for Eighteen's lunch!" Krillin yelled.
"Um...okay, then..." Eighteen rolled her eyes. Why did boys fight about stupid things? Why did Krillin want to buy her lunch...again?
- - -
Okay, sorry, a really corny chapter...
Anyways...here's your Halloween update... Vegeta: Decided: Batman, with the special mask for only his eyes Bulma: Decided: A witch, no more no less...just a blue-haired witch...like she is Krillin: DECIDED[Thanks to WHITNEY for the great idea]: He will be a ball from a pool game...but what number/color? Eighteen: Decided: An Android: Does anyone have any ideas how to describe this costume? Kakkarot: DECIDED[Another big THANKS to WHITNEY]: He will be a CARDBOARD BOX...funny, no? I think so! Chi-Chi: [gasp] The last one left! The poll is OPEN, suggestions WELCOME! [hm...Welcome...maybe she should be a Welcome Mat to match Kakkarot's Cardboard Box costume...LMFAO]
If you want to know why this chapter was so short, here it is: I am depressed beyond...oh, what do I care... Um...let's see...I am so depressed I MAY just give up Vegeta, and let Kat battle against Bulma on her own...I think I am going suicidal again...WHOOPS I wasn't due for another few months! Wonder what happened there...[cough] I met Will, all men are bastards...[cough] Sorry, guys, if you're reading...but some boys are just pigs...
ANYWAYS...Ahem. A banana for Tori, Vegeta for Kat[MAYBE, DAMN IT!] nothing for me...and a big THANKS to Whitney for her funny ideas!
--Kai
By Pikachu Hunter
Chapter Sixteen: The Truth
"I said, I wanted it to be more than a dare." Bulma repeated herself, grinning sheepishly as Vegeta's expression displayed shock and confusion. Vegeta blinked. "Um..." he dropped his textbook, and it landed on the floor with a thud, showing the back cover of 'Algebra Universe 10,' as Bulma shuffled closer to Vegeta on the bed.
"Well? Don't you have anything to say? I mean, I know you don't like me or anything, but at least let me know you're alive in there," Bulma said, waving her hand in front of Vegeta's face.
Vegeta, finding himself speechless, had opened his mouth, but no words had escaped. His thoughts were jumbled together as he contemplated this information. She actually liked him. Bulma rolled her eyes. "Hello, Vegeta..." she waved at him again. He shook his head, and tried to clear his mind. This was all some dream that Kami had sent him, to make him angry and feel depressed when he'd finally wake up. This could not be reality.
"Vegeta, please, say something, we do have to spend the rest of the school year together..." Bulma said.
"H-holy...holy..." Vegeta mumbled. "Holy sh-shit..."
"That's all you have to say? Holy shit?" Bulma sighed.
"You're fucking serious...?" Vegeta's eyes widened.
"If you don't stop swearing, my mom will hear, and Dad will kick you out. They're that kind of people."
"But are you--" Vegeta's sentence was cut off as Bulma repeated that morning's actions, moving quickly to his mouth with her own lips, and shutting her eyes as she made contact. She wrapped her arms tightly around him, pushing her fingertips gently into his shoulder blades, as Vegeta assumed he'd gone insane and he was imagining it. He pushed her away from him. "Tell me I'm awake!" He begged. "Slap me, pinch me, wake me up!"
"You're not asleep," Bulma laughed, pinching his hand as she said it. "Now, tell me...do you like me?"
"Hell, yeah..." Vegeta smirked. He put his arms around her waist, and put his tongue in her mouth.
--Morutaka High School, the next morning...--
"Bulma, let's see your homework." Itose-sensei requested as he walked up the row, and checked that the student behind her had completed the night's assignment. Bulma flipped her binder open, and took out a pen. "I didn't do it," she said, playing with the pen as she spoke. She hadn't done anything but kiss Vegeta for a half hour, when his father called and asked he come home. Then she'd sat on her bed, and looked blankly at the wall, until her mother made her go to sleep.
"No?" Itose-sensei shook his head as he pulled a pencil from his pocket, and was about to write an 'x' beside her name for not doing the assignment. Vegeta turned to the side, holding a piece of paper. "Bulma, you idiot, you did so do your homework. You just forgot it at my house," he said, handing the paper to Itose-sensei, who passed it to the blue-haired girl after examining it. It was a completed homework assignment, with her name on it, and the best replica of her handwriting she had ever seen.
"I--"
"Yes, you did." Vegeta stopped her from saying anything stupid that would land them in the principal's office.
"Oh, yeah...thanks for giving it back, Vegeta..." she murmured. She opened the rings in her binder, and flipped the sheet to it's back to put it in as Itose-sensei moved on to the next student. There was something written on the back as well. She looked over to Vegeta. He winked at her. Looking back at the paper, she read the message in her head.
Meet me by the door marked 'mechanical room' at lunch.
Bulma smiled. What had he planned? And...the mechanical room...? What was so great about that?
"Bulma, could you answer question five, please?" Itose-sensei asked her from the front of the room as the class began to mark the work. Bulma nodded. "Yes, sensei..."
--The Halls, at lunch hour...--
"Bulma! There you are!" Chi-Chi and Eighteen rushed up to the girl who was at her locker as soon as they'd seen her. Vegeta was nowhere in sight. "Hi, guys..." Bulma said, in an almost dream-like state.
"Bulma, you didn't return my call last night...what happened?" Eighteen asked.
"I was busy." Bulma replied, shutting the locker as she turned to face them.
"With what? You never do anything on school nights." Chi-Chi said.
"Well I was busy last night."
"With what?" The blonde inquired.
"Um...Vegeta..." Bulma gave a small smile to her friends.
"I bet you were doing more than homework!" Chi-Chi laughed.
"I have to be somewhere, I'll tell you later." Bulma waved as she rushed down the hall. Eighteen quirked an eyebrow, and Chi-Chi shrugged. "I wonder where she's going."
"It's probably nothing." Eighteen assured her friend. "Bulma wouldn't ditch us for a good reason."
"Hi, Eighteen! Hi, Chi-Chi-chan!" Goku walked up, wrapping his arms around the raven-haired girl's waist.
"Goku-chan!" Chi-Chi broke into a smile, forgetting about Bulma as she kissed Goku on the cheek.
"C'mon, I'm starving." Goku said. "Who brought something to trade for lunch?" He led the four down the hall, towards the cafeteria. Krillin shook his head. "I only have money," he sighed.
"Oh, damn it, I forgot my lunch on the table at home!" Eighteen groaned, slapping her forehead.
"Or maybe Seventeen took it again." Krillin put in.
"My stomach will be growling all sixth period!" Eighteen whined. "Why was I so dumb?!"
"Don't worry, Eighteen, I'll share my lunch with you!" Goku offered, waving a lunch box at her.
"No, Goku, I can cover it..." Krillin nodded at his friend.
"Oh, I don't mind sharing, Krillin..." Goku laughed. "I have plenty!"
"I SAID, I can cover it! I have enough to pay for Eighteen's lunch!" Krillin yelled.
"Um...okay, then..." Eighteen rolled her eyes. Why did boys fight about stupid things? Why did Krillin want to buy her lunch...again?
- - -
Okay, sorry, a really corny chapter...
Anyways...here's your Halloween update... Vegeta: Decided: Batman, with the special mask for only his eyes Bulma: Decided: A witch, no more no less...just a blue-haired witch...like she is Krillin: DECIDED[Thanks to WHITNEY for the great idea]: He will be a ball from a pool game...but what number/color? Eighteen: Decided: An Android: Does anyone have any ideas how to describe this costume? Kakkarot: DECIDED[Another big THANKS to WHITNEY]: He will be a CARDBOARD BOX...funny, no? I think so! Chi-Chi: [gasp] The last one left! The poll is OPEN, suggestions WELCOME! [hm...Welcome...maybe she should be a Welcome Mat to match Kakkarot's Cardboard Box costume...LMFAO]
If you want to know why this chapter was so short, here it is: I am depressed beyond...oh, what do I care... Um...let's see...I am so depressed I MAY just give up Vegeta, and let Kat battle against Bulma on her own...I think I am going suicidal again...WHOOPS I wasn't due for another few months! Wonder what happened there...[cough] I met Will, all men are bastards...[cough] Sorry, guys, if you're reading...but some boys are just pigs...
ANYWAYS...Ahem. A banana for Tori, Vegeta for Kat[MAYBE, DAMN IT!] nothing for me...and a big THANKS to Whitney for her funny ideas!
--Kai