Visible Stranger
VI.
"Hey Yamucha, which one do you like better? This one…or this one?"
Bura held up two bikinis, one that was sparkly blue, the other one made of a thin black material, both strapless on the top piece. The bottoms were thin like, making Bura almost wonder if it would make a difference of she wore the bikini or went skinny-dipping.
Yamucha looked over in her direction, his eyes widening at the two almost nothings that Bura held in front of her, putting one in front of her, then switching to the other one, trying to give him a better image. He looked up into her eyes, noticing that her dark sunglasses went low on her nose. Her eyebrow was raised with curiosity at which one he would pick.
"What's wrong with the one you have on now?" he asked, pointing quickly to her body, moving to the side for a moment to let a couple people go past him.
She looked down at herself, clad in a very tight bikini top that was covered with seashells, showing off her cleavage to such an extent that it was no wonder why girls walking by would suddenly hit their boyfriends on the head for "no reason." She wore short shorts over top of the bottom of her bikini and high wooden sandals on her feet.
Looking back up at him, she sighed and shook her head, "I like it and all, but I've had this since last summer and it got a little tight…" she put both bikinis in one hand, grabbing the one she had on to shimmy it a bit, the whole top half of her body moving with it, "see? I have no room to breathe. I can just see myself going in the water…I'll be free of the thing before I know it!"
Yamucha looked dumbfounded that she just did and said all that she did in front of him, but quickly shook it off, now knowing that she was a very outgoing girl who wasn't afraid to tell it how it is.
"Well…I say you go with the black one then," he finally decided, motioning to it, watching as she held it up in front of herself for him to see again, "Uh-huh. That'll look great on you, Bura."
A large smile came over her luscious lips, her head lifting up to make her high ponytail brush softly against her bare back and her sunglasses go back over her eyes.
"Great! That's the one I'll get then," she nodded, putting the other one back on the rack before walking up to pay for the swim ware.
It was the day after the whole Trunks and camera incident happened, Bura and Yamucha still remembering that they said they would do something together. She also remembered waking up and still seeing the camera lying on her vanity, laughing lightly at how forgetful Trunks could be, even when he'll be remembering the "funny" moment for awhile. She then recalled the fact that she wanted to spend her day with Yamucha, so she got up, found that he was up, and they decided to spend the day at the beach. When she realized that she needed a new swimming suit, she insisted they go to an outside plaza to look for one.
Bura also planned to do something else at this plaza. When she happened to really look at Trunks' camera, she noticed that he used up the whole roll of film, so why not help him out and get the pictures developed? She dropped the film off, planning on getting them back on their way home from the beach, since it was an instant image store.
Back to where they were now, Bura had paid for her new attire and was now in the passenger seat of Yamucha's car, letting the wind whip her hair behind her roughly. The radio was blaring with beautiful light rock music, making the ride that much more enjoyable.
They arrived at the beach shortly, Bura automatically going to the changing rooms to try on her new "seduction apparel." It was very pleasing if she did say so herself. She smirked to herself in the full-length mirror and winked behind her sunglasses before walking out onto the burning sand, running on her tiptoes with her sandals and shorts in her hands. She saw that Yamucha laid their blanket down not too far from the water's edge; just enough to leave the low tide away from them. He was then sticking the umbrella deep into the sand, tilting it the side a bit to keep most of the sun off the blanket.
"Ouch, oooo, eee, ow, ouch…" Bura chanted, still skipping from foot to foot on the blanket to cool her feet off. She dropped her shoes beside the sheet, finally being able to feel her feet slowly cool off.
Yamucha chuckled, kicking off his shoes and putting them beside Bura's. He stood standing for a moment, admiring the girl that stood before him, "Looks like I made a good choice, eh?" he hinted, winking playfully at her.
She grinned and nodded, taking her hair out of the ponytail holder and taking her sunglasses off, dropping them under the umbrella, "Sure did. Now hurry up and strip down! I'm ready to swim," she urged on, waving her hands in a motion to tell him to move it along.
He laughed again, pulling his shorts down and lifting his arms above his head to take his shirt off. Bura couldn't help but look him over quickly, abruptly being able to tell that he was a fighter.
"I'm gonna put on some sun block first," he told her, reaching in his bag to pull out a bottle of the white liquid, opening the cap, and squirting some into his palm, "I'm ready to get that perfect tan I can always get, but I'm not about to go through sunburn first."
Bura blinked twice, tilting her head to the side. She put her hands on her hips; "Did you just compliment yourself?"
He rubbed some into his arm, "Of course. I compliment myself everyday."
She grinned, deciding to play around with him a little, "Oh? I can't think of anything that you can compliment yourself on."
"Oh, believe me, Bura…" he looked up at her after sitting down to put some on his legs, "there's a lot you don't know about me then."
Not knowing why, that statement made her eyes narrow down dangerously, her hands swiping down quickly to take the bottle away from him.
"…H-hey!" he cried, hardly believing the girl was that fast…though once he thought about it, it was quite obvious that she was.
Bura was reading the back of the bottle, switching it over to the front to act like she was really observing it, "Hm…I think I should use some, too."
Yamucha shook his head, finishing with his legs to watch her do the same. He noticed how she would start with the bottom of her feet, quickly making her way up to her knees, then going dangerously slow the rest of the way up to her thighs. Her hands would jump to glide across her flat stomach, skipping again to her chest. After that, she made her arms into an 'X' to cover both of her arms. When she was finally done, he blinked, oh, probably about ten times, wondering why he was watching her every movement. He shook his head and looked down at the sand.
"You know what we have to do?" Bura suddenly spoke up, only half noticing that he was looking at her.
Yamucha looked up, scratching the back of his neck, "What's that?"
She smiled and kneeled down in front of him, reaching out to grab his hair into her hand, pulling it forward so it was in front of his shoulder, "We have to go back to the mall sometime and give you a haircut."
He moved his eyes to the right, viewing his long hair from the side view before looking back at her, looking offended, "Why? What's wrong with long hair?"
"Oh, nothing," Bura said, rubbing her fingers through the ends of his hair before dropping it to his neck, "I just saw some pictures of you with shorter, spiked hair and I love that style." She stood up and turned around, beginning to walk to the water.
Scrambling quickly to his feet, he dashed forward, his hands wrapping around her waist to lift her up with ease. He turned her around so she was facing him before throwing her over his shoulder, now walking slowly to the water.
"Yamucha?!" Bura exclaimed, her eyes wide as her body bounced with his walking pace, her eyes direct with his lower back. She began to kick her legs and thrash her arms, "Yamucha, let me down!"
She heard him chuckle, her strict demand obviously going in one ear and out the other, "No way, why would I do that?"
Okay, she knew that she could easily get away from him. After all, she was half Saiyajin, but it's not like she wanted to get away from him, therefore, why not go along with it?
Soon enough, she heard a light splashing sound and he began to slow down even more, letting her know they entered the water. As he went further in, she was able to see the water below her, her hair almost reaching the surface when it went up to about Yamucha's knees.
And just as quickly as he picked her up, he discarded her in the water, hearing her one second scream before she disappeared under the water. He laughed when she came back up, standing to her feet immediately and spitting out water. Her eyes were still closed from the water that was sliding down over her eyelids, her long, now straight, hair matted to her neck and shoulders.
"Yamucha!" she screamed, rubbing her hands over her eyes to get the water out. Bura was finally able to squint her eyes open, Yamucha seen standing in front of her, laughing teasingly at her.
Bura lowered her eyes, jumping forward and pushing him back in the water. It was her turn to laugh when he came back to the surface, his hair matted just like hers.
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That was how the rest of their day went. They spent noon to about six in the evening at the beach before finally deciding they had enough fun there and went out to get dinner. Again, Bura was amazed at how comfortable he was to be around, reminiscing back on the day and how they both acted like they've been best friends for numerous years.
After they got done eating dinner, they stopped back at the plaza, picking up the pictures. Yamucha waited in his car in the parking lot since Bura said she would be right back. By then, it was a little after seven and since the place was closing at eight, not too many more people were there. The sun was going down over the horizon, as Yamucha noticed, making the sky all shades of pink, purple, blue, and yellow. He had the same light rock music on from before, the station playing the kind of love songs that could no longer be heard in that time. The kind of love songs that are so old fashioned yet so great at the same time. It made him almost wonder if people wrote down all the best ideas back then and then ran out of luck.
He got interrupted from his thoughts when he heard his car door opening and Bura sliding into her seat. He looked over to her and, after noticing she wasn't going to buckle up but look at the pictures right there, slid to the middle. Sitting right next to her, he looked down at the package they put the pictures in, waiting to see them also.
"Most of the pictures are probably gonna be pretty stupid," she warned him, knowing how her brother could be. She opened the package, setting it on her lap as she looked at the picture on top.
It was of Goten and Paresu. Bura's eyes saddened a bit when she saw Goten's arm around his girlfriend, grinning like he was the happiest man on Earth, while Paresu gave a small smile. Probably making sure she didn't look too stupid in the picture. Bura thought she still looked stupid enough in that ugly outfit that was supposedly her favorite.
She flipped two pictures, deciding to skip the double, to realize it was another picture of Goten and Paresu. Yamucha jumped and glanced at Bura when he heard a low growl emit from low in her throat. He was surprised that female Saiyajin's also did that, but he figured it was a trait in the entire now extinct race.
Actually, the next ten or so pictures were only of Goten and Paresu, going through a freeze frame drama. In one picture, they seemed like the happiest couple in the world, then in the next, Paresu seemed quite ticked off and began yelling at Goten, and then Paresu walking away, with Goten wearing a helpless look, trying to call after her.
Bura was almost happy that Goten and Paresu were always fighting, since that meant they wouldn't last very long. Almost. She also did feel bad for Goten…she didn't feel he deserved that. What kind of relationship is it when everything he says is taken as some sort of immature insult?
She finally came to a picture with Trunks grinning directly in front of the camera, probably taking a picture of himself. He was laughing at Goten for getting dumped again. After that whole "scene" was done, she came across pictures he took from the night before, when he, Pan, and Goten went to the movies. They were all goofing around, having a good time.
"See? Booor-ring!" Bura commented, lifting her head up a bit but not looking at the man beside her.
Yamucha only chuckled and continued to look down at the pictures as she flipped through them.
Eventually, she came to the last picture. It was the one Trunks took of her and Yamucha from the night before. From the point he'd taken it from, she couldn't help but smile. Since Trunks came out of his room with Yamucha's back towards him, it looked like two people standing in a semi-darkened hallway holding each other. Since they were hugging each other, Yamucha leaning over a bit to hold her better, it actually looked like they were stuck in a sweet kiss. So that was why Trunks said they were making out. It did look like it after all…
After a few more moments, Yamucha cleared his throat, "Is there any more?"
Bura snapped out of her thoughts quickly, blinking a few times before looking at him. A sudden blush appeared, feeling embarrassed about not knowing how long she was staring at the image.
"Yep, that seems to be it," she declared, flipping the first picture to the front again…which was the picture of Goten with his arm around Paresu. She looked away from it immediately.
Yamucha nodded and scooted back over to his side, starting up the car again and driving back towards Capsule Corporation. They went into a comfortable silence, enjoying listening to the radio. They both just wanted to get back and take a long hot bath to get all the salt water out of their system.
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Later that night, Bura was in her usual nightclothes, boxers and a spaghetti strap shirt, sitting on her bed. Again, she was flipping through those pictures. Well, she actually hardly even glanced at them as she went through them hastily…until she reached the bottom picture. For some reason, she wanted to study the picture more…get to know every little detail about it.
It was like a screen shot from a beautiful romance movie. The two lovers stood in the middle of the hall, between all the bedrooms, holding onto each other as if they were the other's lifelines. Her parents were against the two of them seeing each other…but they didn't care! Nothing could come between their love. They could have done so much more, but…
This is just my idea of a very good romance story that I would love to see. Bura stopped to remind herself.
…but then her parents caught them. They were very secretive though, they came up with a good excuse. Who could've imagined—
"Hey, Bura. What'cha up to?" Pan asked, pushing open her friend's door as she said this, happening to catch Bura quickly scramble to stuff something under her pillow.
Bura smiled a bit nervously, giving Pan a short wave, "Hi, Pan. I'm not doing anything, really, just getting ready for bed," she gave a big, fake yawn, "I was busy today."
Pan raised an eyebrow at her, stepping forward with her hand out stretched, "Hand it over."
Realizing that she saw that she hid the pictures under her pillow, Bura's shoulders slumped, knowing she had no way of getting out of this one. If she said "Hand what over?" Pan would only push her aside and get them for herself. She slowly reached under her, taking out the stack of pictures, quickly putting the one with her and Yamucha on the bottom again. Maybe if Pan saw that all the pictures were the same, she wouldn't even look back that far.
The older girl grinned, snatching the objects from her hands, sitting down on the bed to look through them.
"Wow…" Pan said, flipping through the first few, "Uncle Goten can probably get just about any girl he wanted and yet he chooses to stay with Paresu."
Bura pretended not to hear that as she fluffed her pillows.
Pan suddenly laughed, pointing at the pictures with her, Goten, and Trunks in them. They made innocent pedestrians take the pictures for them…and she was sure they were probably traumatized for life at some of the things they did and said.
Alas…Pan came to the very last picture. Bura noticed this, feeling her whole body overheat. Her body jumped as she quickly walked over to her dresser, beginning to brush her hair. As she looked into her own eyes, she saw how nervous she was. Why? What did she have to be nervous about…?
Again, Pan laughed, "So this is what Trunks saw last night, eh?" she questioned, standing up and waving the picture back and forth.
Bura blushed, "What are you talking about?"
"Oh, you know exactly what I'm talking about, Bura!" Pan grinned, putting the picture right in front of Bura's eyes, "So…what do you have to say for yourself, hm?"
The blue haired girl rolled her eyes, turning away from her best friend to sit on her bed again, "I have to say that pictures now lie."
Smirking, Pan threw the picture face up on Bura's sheets, "One thing we can always be sure of, Bura, is that pictures will never lie."
Bura sighed, closing her eyes, "No, Pan, you really—."
"And why are you blushing so much?!" Pan interrogated, pointing accusingly at her. She suddenly gasped, covering her mouth in shock. Pan moved forward with her super speed, ending up in front of Bura's face within an instant. She grabbed her friend's shoulders, giving them a little shake, "You're not falling for him, are you?!"
"N-no! No way, Pan, what are you talking about?!" Bura screamed, brushing Pan off her. Her eyes were wide with shock, her eyebrows debating on whether to rise with her eyes or narrow down in anger, "I hardly even know the guy! He's practically a complete stranger!"
"Ah…but a stranger that's very visible in your eyes, eh Bura?" Pan urged, poking Bura's nose quickly before she could swat her away.
"NO!" Bura screamed, her hands rising to her hair to get it all tangled, giving the image that she was actually going to pull her hair out, Pan was driving her so crazy. In fact…Pan was driving her too crazy! Bura grabbed Pan's shoulders, turning her around and pushing her towards the door, "I think you need some sleep, Pan. Go to bed."
Pan snickered, allowing herself to get shoved out the door, "Why you getting so defensive about it?"
"I'm not getting defensive about it! It's just that you all are making a big thing out of something that's not even worth being called small!" Bura yelled, her hands flying everywhere to emphasize her point, "I mean, first it's Trunks and now you? Who's next? My father?!"
Since she said the last word louder than the rest, Vejiita happened to catch that part from downstairs, screaming a reply of, "What?!" back up.
Bura groaned loudly, "Nothing!" She briskly snatched the pictures away from Pan, glaring at her, "I'll talk to you tomorrow," was the last thing she said to Pan before slamming her door closed for the night.
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'Member that odd couple story I told you all about? It's up! It's called "Chaos in the Millions." ^^ Just thought I'd let ya know.