Nekoni: Eheh... hey everybody... it's been a while...
Vegetto: :looks heartbroken: I'm a lousy coach... I couldn't even get her to jog...
Nekoni: :ignores him: Sorry it's been so long... I read this HUUUUUUGE fic one day – literaly, and couldn't stand to go anywhere near the written word for ages.
Vegetto: If that fics' word count was a powerlevel, It'd be a toughee to fight!
Nekoni: :sweatdrops at the comparison: While I've been avoiding the computer, I've been doing the usual, weird things. Drawing, sleeping... lounging...
Vegetto: lazing..?
Nekoni: Why of course.
Vegetto: :shrugs: I think I'm just going to announce the start of chapter 5...
Chapter Genre:
Humor/Romance
Chapter Rating: PG- for Vegeta-language and pairing
hintage
Chapter Pairings: budding of Goku/Vegeta gasp
Chapter
Warnings: ... If a store has no lights, it generally means it's
scary.
Ore wa Hime!
Chapter 5 – You could call it a
date
In Chapter 4: Vegeta's out cold and Goku's been assigned as her new baby sitter! The gullible, lovable and friendly saiyan manages to win the princess' forgiveness...which is a very good thing for him indeed, as he is assigned to cater to her every whim. Vegeta automatically abuses this new power, as is her nature, getting her peasant to rearrange her bedroom, and perform such menial tasks as carrying her to the bathroom! The two saiyans finally settle down for the night, in front of a tv-screen.. wait a second, whoops!!
It was warm... lovely and warm. A heavy duvet surrounded her, holding her tightly in the cushy fleshy grasp...
Vegeta's nose crinkled the tiniest bit at this strange input. Why would she be sleeping in a duvet..? It was the middle of summer, wasn't it..? And why was the duvet fleshy?
..Duvets weren't meant to be fleshy...
Yawning, Vegeta opened her eyes slightly. It took a moment for her dry eyes to adjust to the bright light in her room, but when they did, she was greeted with a nightmarish sight.
A pair of eyes.
Okay, so the pair of eyes weren't scary... in fact, they were the warmest pools of honeyed black that existed... but Vegeta wasn't going to notice that.
Because the story and contents of those eyes were not her main focus. It was the proximity. The eyes were a mere five inches from her own, unerringly close.
"..."
"..."
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!"
A duel scream rang though the house as the two saiyans realized what position they were in. Goku quickly jumped, from where he was straddling the princess, a good distance to the opposite wall.
Vegeta did the same. Not getting too far as her room ended right behind her bed.
"Wha-wha..." Goku stuttered, grabbing his chest fearfully, backed up against the solid wall. "Wha-ah-wa-..." He articulated, his face turning bright red.
"WHATWEREYOUDOING!?" Vegeta screeched, her eyes wide with fear and a blush equal to Goku's on her cheeks. "WHATTHEHELLWHATTHEHELLWHATTHEHELL-"
"IDONNO!" Goku barked, eyes shooting rapidly around the room. "WHYWHEREWEINTHESAMEBED!?"
"..."
"VEGETA!?"
"MYBEDISSOILED!" Vegeta wailed, dropping to her knees. "I can't believe I – I-"
Goku blinked curiously, calming down a little when the princess lowered her voice. "What's going on- you can't believe you what..?"
"I can't believe I let you sleep with me!"
"..." Goku gaped, eyes going wider as he rapidly sifted through memories of the previous night. "I- I DON'T REMEMBER SLEEPING WITH YOU!!!"
"That's because you were asleep you fool!" Vegeta whined, looking pathetically at her bed. "Why couldn't you just stay awake long enough to finish that movie! You idiot! You fell asleep right o- on top of me.."
"..Oh..." Goku blinked, blushing more at this information. "S-sorry..." He said sincerely, looking at his feet.
".. Well. That was a decent enough wake up call." Vegeta shrugged, standing up on wobbly legs.
Goku felt relieved at her quick ignorance of the event. If Vegeta stopped yelling so quickly, it meant she'd have a lot of patience today.
"-besides, it's not as if you were sleeping with a woman. Guys sleepin' in the same bed is fine, 'cuz no funny stuff can happen.. but if I was still a woman, whoo nelly, you'd be in trouble." Vegeta laughed sincerely, before noting a solemn and fearful expression on the taller saiyan's face. "What..?"
"I'm not sure whether you're gonna beat me up more for telling you, or not telling you.." Goku looked away shyly.
".." Doom crossed over Vegeta's features.
Goku ran for his life.
"Man oh man oh man..." Goku pouted, rubbing his slightly blackened eye tenderly. "Jeesh that smarts bad.."
"You deserved it!!" Vegeta snapped at him.
The two saiyans had relocated, without much purpose, to the capsule corps lounge. This was merely because that's where Vegeta managed to catch the taller saiyan up, and give him a good whack around the face.
"It's not MY fault you know..." Goku pouted, looking away from the princess. "I'm not the one who turned you into a girl... neither am I capable of KEEPING you as a girl." He stated, pointedly.
"Shut up." Vegeta huffed, also turning away. "You may not think you have anything to do with it... but you don't really have a choice with who you are."
Goku sweatdropped, staring at her with one eyebrow raised. "You think I'm to blame just because I'm, me?"
".." Vegeta glared at him, giving the affirmative.
Goku sighed in exasperation. "Oh yes, why, of COURSE I somehow made you female- and of course I somehow kept you from becoming male again when I was ASLEEP because I so obviously prefer you in your OBVIOUSLY different body." He teased, sarcastically, walking over to the princess. "Do you REALLY think I kept you from becoming male again!?"
"..." Vegeta looked away, blushing slightly. "Sorry.." She stated. "I -.. I just thought... that was a really stupid idea, huh?"
"Your new personal record."
The princess' eyebrows nit together. "Alight. Lets forget this little mistake... I didn't return to normal last night, so obviously, Bulma must be to blame. She told me I'd become male again, but I didn't, so that means she lied to me." She growled.
"Why would Bulma lie about something like that..?"
"Well, she either wants to feed me to the paparazzi... or didn't want me to freak out and deal some... minor damage to the house."
"You mean blow it up." Goku teased, grinning.
"Ngrrr!" Vegeta growled, folding her arms and glaring at the taller saiyan. "Just WHAT has gotten into you, Kakarotto!?"
Goku blinked, staring at her curelessly for a moment, as if he hadn't heard her. "Hey 'Geta...?"
"What.." The princess said dryly, eyelids lowering.
Goku mimicked her facial expression. "Are you hungry?"
"What?"
"Exactly what I said!" Goku replied, cheerfully. "'Cuz if you ARE hungry, that means we could eat out!"
"I guess I am sorta' hungry.." Vegeta shrugged, looking up at the other saiyan. "And I did agree to go shopping with you. I guess that would be killing two birds with one stone, huh?"
"Precisely my point, 'Geta!" Goku grinned. "I'm wagering it's already around 11 o clock, so we could have a bit of an early lunch."
The smaller saiyan glanced at a clock on the wall. "It's 1 pm."
"Oh..." Goku replied, sweatdropping. "Well, then we'll be having a normally-timed lunch.."
"Yes, it would appear so." Vegeta agreed, before looking thoughtful. "I wonder why I slept so long...? I'm usually up around 10..." She mused, glancing at the taller saiyan before blushing. 'It m-must have been K-Kakarotto... he ... was very w-warm...'
"Ack! What am I thinking!" Vegeta scolded herself out loud, before looking up to see Goku staring at her. "....WHAT!?" She asked, her blush increasing.
"Sorry.. just wondering what you were 'thinking' about..." He shrugged, causing the saiyan princess' face to heat up even more. "You know... are you sure you're up to going out? You look kinda'-"
"I'MFINE!" Vegeta squeaked, bringing her hands up to cover her face. "Absolutely dandy."
"Well... okay.." Goku said, unsurely. "Do you want to fly there, instead of teleporting? You probably need a little fresh air..."
"Ha-hai... flying is good." Vegeta stuttered. 'I'm sure I wouldn't be able to stand the little contact with you it took to teleport, anyway..' She concluded mentally.
After changing their clothes to something more clean and casual from Vegeta's cupboard, the two set out.
The saiyans' flight was relatively short, taking them over the small distance of 50 kilometers. Goku had insisted that they head to another town, which contained his preferred shopping super-complex.
Vegeta, with much luck, had managed to calm down during the flight. She'd attained a 'cool head' in a very literal sense. Which was a good thing.
They arrived at the rear-end of the complex, giving them the privacy to land without being spotted or attacked by the army. The two saiyans were quick to sneak round the front, though, and enter through the main door.
Not surprisingly, the place was packed full. Busy people were shopping, and mostly, eating. Despite the inconvenience, Goku merely smiled.
"Kakarotto..." Vegeta growled, observing the masses of people. "You know I hate crowds..."
The taller saiyan laughed lightly. "Yeah, I'd assumed that much... don't worry though, I know just the solution...Come on..." He grinned, lightly grabbing the princess' hand.
"..." Vegeta didn't resist as she was tugged along. That was, until she noticed where she was being tugged to. "!!! Let me go Kakarotto!"
"Huh?" Goku looked confused, letting go of her hand and frowning at her. "What's wrong, Vegeta..?"
"..t-tha.." The woman was unable to form words, so she merely pointed at their destination. It was a small, french style café with a bright pink banner reading 'Duex d'amour'
".." Goku followed her gaze, before staring at her. "What? What's wrong with Duke's Armor?"
"k-kakakaro.... Na-I'm NOT going in there!" Vegeta panicked, eyes wide.
"Why not?" The taller saiyan asked, confused.
"Beca-beca-beCAUSE 'Deux d'amour' m-means 'Two of LOVE'! That's a ROMANTIC RESTAURANT!"
".. Oh, well I'll be!" Goku grinned cheesily. "Guess that means you don't want to go in, huh 'Geta..?"
"Damn right!"
Goku smirked playfully at the princess across their table for two in the 'Deux d'amour' café.
"I don't know how you got me into this place, Kakarotto..." Vegeta grumbled, her head in her hands and a blush on her cheeks.
"I mentioned the proffiterolls." Goku grinned, waving around a menu.
"Yes... well, I know THAT much.." Vegeta grated, looking shyly around the place before wincing. "God, why is it so tacky...there's even hearts on the WALLPAPER!"
Goku shrugged. "Don't ask me..."
It was at that point that a bartender/waiter of the small establishment turned up. He was dressed in a fancy french uniform with little pink hearts embroided all over it.
Vegeta stared in utter disbelief.
"Can I help you, zirs?" The guy, obviously faking his french accent, asked.
"QUI!" Goku grinned at the confused fellow. "JE VEUX DEUX FROIDS TOUS QU'IL Y A SUR LA MENU!!!"
"...what did you say...?" The confused waiter asked, not expecting a response in the assumed orientation of the café – french.
"I said 'I would like everything on the menu, twice!"
"s-sure.." The waiter gulped, dashing off to the kitchen with a worried look on his face.
Vegeta gawked from her side of the table. "Did you just speak fluent french!?" She squeaked.
"Maaaaybe..." Goku smiled innocently.
"-...b... how- how come you thought the name of this place was 'Duke's Armor', if you can speak that much french... unless..." Vegeta narrowed her eyes.
"...I was hoping –you- didn't know what it meant... this is the only really good place to eat and I know you'd be put off by the name and..."
"Hunf!" Vegeta merely huffed, crossing her legs. "You shouldn't take me for an idiot..." She warned, turning her head away stubbornly.
"I... don't, Vegeta..." Goku smiled at her from across the table. "I'm actually very impressed with your intelligence."
The princess was caught off guard, loosing some of her composure. "Re-reaally--- well, you should be impressed with your prince, you know."
"Heh.." Goku laughed lightly at her reaction. "It's hard not to be impressed around you.."
"I... ah..." Vegeta stuttered, a blush working it's way onto her cheeks that only increased at the deep gaze Goku was giving her. "N-I..."
"...being so royal... you should only eat at the finest restaurants, huh..?" He purred, stroking her ego that little bit more.
"Hai..." Vegeta sighed, melting under his worshipping gaze. "Haaaiii I should..."
"Gokuuuu!" A smartly dressed, grey haired and slightly chubby man ran into the room, arms spread wide. "Goku it's you!"
"Clerkson?" The saiyan in question blinked, sitting up slightly. "Hey! Nice to see you...."
The restaurant owner smiled broadly. "Yeah, it has been a while! –Oh, I wasn't interrupting anything with your lovely lady, was I..?" The man whispered, causing Goku to laugh and Vegeta to go shock straight in her seat.
"No! We were jus' chatting.." The tall saiyan smiled, cheerfully swaying side to side in his seat.
"Well... you know what they say..." 'Clerkson' bubbled, walking towards the princess. "I must say, you're looking lovelier than ever, ChiChi.."
"... ... GO TO HELL YOU FREAK!!!!" Vegeta suddenly burst out, standing bolt up-right and knocking the table over in a process. "I AM NOT THAT STUPID CLOWN'S WIFE HARPY HELL-MONSTER OF THE DEEP YOU IDTIOTIC ASUMATIVE PATHETIC HUMAN!!!" She then took a deep breath and bit her tongue, eyes twitching.
"Ah..." Clerkson wheezed, having been thrown to the other side of the room by the princess' shouting.
"..."
"I- I- I- I- I-" The restaurant owner stuttered, clawing at the floor.
"...ah..ahahahahahh..." Goku giggled momentarily, looking at the scared man. "Ahah... this 'lady' is Vegeta. She's actually a man who has been accidentally turned into a woman for the day, and my best friend and prince... I think it would be best for you health to refer to her as 'Vegeta' from now on." He recommended, setting the table upright.
"..ye-ye-yeah..." The old man stuttered, scrabbling his way up onto his feet. "M-Mister Vegeta... o-okay.." He then legged it for the kitchens.
"That was uncalled for, Vegeta." Goku sighed after the man had gone.
"H-how dare he assume such nonsense!!! It's all his fault if I end up blasting him!" The smaller saiyan growled, shaking in her seat.
"No it's not..." Goku scolded. "You've got to control yourself... otherwise you'll go biting the head off of –everyone- who compliments you.."
"HE CALLED ME CHICHI! HE THOUGHT I WAS YOU STUPID MATE!!!" Vegeta near-roared at the other saiyan.
"Yes... but you were just as angry about being called 'lovely' as angry about being called chichi, now weren't you.."
"He should damn well mind his tongue!" Vegeta huffed, crossing her arms.
"Vegeta.." Goku complained. "Ugh... just please, calm down a little... it's like..." The taller saiyan blinked. "You ah... aren't going through the end of your 'cycle' are you...?"
"WHAT!?" Vegeta complained. "You think I- HELL NO!" She hissed, leaning across the table as the intimidate him. "Stop comparing saiyans to humans! Our species doesn't HAVE that problem- and to top that off- I'm not FULLY female, now am I!?"
"..Oh.." Goku blinked. "Wait.. you're not 'fully' female...?" He asked unsurely.
"Of course not, Kakarotto! Why would I be..?"
"You- you mean you've still got... your- and..." He asked, looking a little queasy.
Vegeta freaked at this. "I MEAN I'm NATURALY MALE! I'm MENTALY MALE, and raised as a male and soon I'll BE male again! I swear Kakarotto, sometimes you're just... really... empty-headed or something..."
"..Oh." Goku grinned. "So- what's it like being female..?" he queried.
Vegeta merely shrugged. "Feels normal.. I think because my body changed so slowly that I just didn't notice anything..."
"... So you feel completely normal..?"
"Yeah.."
"...You don't feel excessively angry- or the need to eat chocolate- or desire wearing tight clothing..?"
"Well... of course I do you IDIOT!" Vegeta growled. "I love chocolate! I love tight clothing! And you- you make me SO ANGRY sometimes!!!"
"Well, that's good!" Goku smiled. "Hahahah... say... that food of ours sure is taking a while..." He pouted, changing the topic. "I wonder why..?"
"They've probably evacuated the building..." The princess shrugged, standing. "I'll just cook something up..."
"AH!" Goku gulped, also standing up, in order to stop the woman. "Vegeta- don't do that-"
"Why not..?" She growled, stubbornly putting her hands on her hips.
"Ah..n... well, they're bound to still be in there..." He gulped. "I come here all the time- I'm- I'm sure you didn't scare them too much.." He reasoned, guiding her back to her seat.
"Kakarotto..." She hissed, nose scrunched and eyes narrowed.
"LOOK!" Goku grinned cheerily, pointing over her shoulder where two waiters, a cook and the restaurant owner were all carrying in precariously balanced dishes. "See, I told ya', 'Geta!"
Bulma sat at her dressing room table, carefully dusting over her sun-burn with makeup. She eyed herself in the mirror, trying to physically apply a picture-perfect face.
"Hey Mom..?" A young voice called from behind her, unsurely.
"Yes Trunks..?" Bulma asked, treating the last of her face before turning to look around at him.
"Mom... why are you putting so much make-up on...?" Trunks asked from where he stood in the doorframe. "You're not bringing posh people over for lunch again, are you..?" He queried with a hint of disgust.
"Oh no no!" Bulma smiled, momentarily soothing the child's worries. "We won't have guests until –after- lunch.."
"Moooom.." Trunks whined, backing out the door slightly. "I don' wanna' have to dress up all posh to impress some weakling fatsos!" He complained, folding his arms.
"Oh no! It's nothing like that..." Bulma huffed at the boy's attitude. "I'm calling the newspaper after lunch, to share with them my discovery... it's very important... we'll get to have our photos on the front cover!" She exclaimed.
"Really!?" Trunks asked, interested. He grinned. "Boy is Goten gonna' be jealous!"
"Hai.. he sure will!!! – Just one thing though, Trunks..." The woman whispered, as if in secrecy. "Don't tell your dad, okay..? He's gonna' have his photo taken too, but he'll just run away if he finds out too early.."
"Okay mom! I promise I won't tell Dad!" Trunks grinned. "Though I –will- tell Goten, if that's okay!?"
Bulma nodded, before turning back to the mirror to work on her mascara.
"Well... I gotta' say..." Vegeta smirked, patting her tummy. "That food was quite adequate."
"Yeah..." Goku grinned, slouched back in his seat across the table. "I haven't eaten that much rich food in a good while..."
The two saiyans were now basically reclining in the midst of a disaster zone. It looked like a food-laden tornado had rushed through and quit inside of the restaurant, depositing what looked like at-least 100 used dishes.
The restaurant's staff were backed against the end wall, panting from exhaustion after feeding 2 saiyans in an hour. Their restaurant was little, perfectly capable of feeding 2 families... but 2 –saiyans- -both capable of demolishing 40 peoples' shares of food, were a more than a handful.
"Would you like to order some more wine, or dessert..?" Goku suggested, tilting his head towards the princess.
Vegeta merely shook her head. "I'd rather not... I'm full as it is."
"Huh.. I guess." The larger saiyan sighed, content for now.
"We should get a move on." The man-turned-woman countered, sitting up straight. "I would like to commence shopping, as soon as possible."
"Really..?" Goku blinked, scrutinizing her. "Well.. I guess if you want to get a move on so much... I really don't have a choice...." He then picked up the mile-long bill off the middle of the table. "Lets see...about 100 plates made... 51,600 Zeni."
"That's not bad..." Vegeta commented.
"Not bad at all... why do you think I came to this place, huh?" He grinned, grabbing his wallet from his pants pocket and thumbing out the large sum of cash. It took a minute, but he'd soon handed the happy staff the charge and tips.
"I don't understand where you get that from..." Vegeta queried, motioning to Goku's wallet.
"This..? Well, I really can't remember... I bought it so long ago..."
"I meant the money." Vegeta sweatdropped at his ignorance.
"Oh..." The saiyan then grinned. "I get my money from many places... there's different types of tournaments all over the world, for fighting, weight lifting, arm wrestling... even pig catching!" He laughed. "If I ever run out of money, all I need to do is globe-hop until I find one of these tournaments."
"That's interesting..." Vegeta blinked. "I thought you needed stable jobs... all sorts of qualifications, to get money on this planet."
"Well... if you think of what I do as being an actor..."
"What?" Vegeta frowned. "An actor...? How do you make that connection..?"
"People pay actors to entertain them, you understand... the same goes for competitors in competitions- only, the overall winner is usually the only one who gets paid." The taller saiyan explained. "Oh... and then there's my –other- career." He added.
"You're telling me you work as-well--?"
"In a way." Goku smiled. "Sometimes I do a little 'renegade policing' – or at least that's what they call it. If I stumble across a police-chase on the news, I go and help... usually I get a reward and a medal."
"Interesting little scheme, Kakarotto." Vegeta smirked. "And there I was thinking that you lived off the land..."
"Well, I do. But I doubt my clothes would last very long if I had to make them our of bear-hide, huh?" Goku laughed lightly. "I doubt I'd look very good, either."
"I'm sure you'd look just darling as a miniature oozaru." Vegeta teased, causing the other saiyan to blush. "Anyway, lets get going now! There's plenty of shopping to be done!"
"Yeah!" Goku hooted, bouncing from his seat and walking with Vegeta out the door.
"Kakarotto, where the hell is the clothing store!!" Vegeta complained, marching slightly ahead of the confused saiyan.
"I don't know!" Goku pouted, looking around. "It's been such a long time since I was last here! They must have moved it..."
"Humans can't just pick up a store and MOVE IT, Kakarotto!" The princess scolded him, glaring over her shoulder.
"Yeah- but they can move all of its contents, workers and banners!" Goku huffed. "They don't –literally- move a store!"
"..grr! I'm about to give up on it existing at-all!" Vegeta hissed... then paused as she turned round the corner. ".....ah... never mind that.."
"You found it..?" Goku asked, increasing his pace to catch her up. He grinned as he spotted the new and improved store. "Wow... it sure has gotten a lot bigger.." He noted.
"I can't see the back of the shop." Vegets sweatdropped, standing on her tiptoes to try and get a better view.
"That's because you're too short." Goku explained, squinting his eyes slightly. "I think I can see the back... I'm not sure though, it gets dark about a mile in..."
"It does... does it..." The princess gulped, grabbing Goku's loose hand for comfort.
"..."
"..."
"Why are you holding my hand...?" The taller saiyan questioned, sounding mildly alarmed.
"EEK!" Vegeta gasped, letting go and moving away from him quickly. "ahah..hahahaaha..." She laughed nervously, looking away.
"..." Goku simply rolled his eyes before heading in to the store. He noticed a large map by the end of the aisle, and took a moment to look at it. "Wow..." He started. "It looks like a maze..."
"Yeah, sure does." A distant voice replied.
Goku turned around to watch the other saiyan standing a good ten meters away from the shop entrance. "'Geta.." He sighed, in exasperation. "Please don't tell me you're afraid of coming in here.."
"Okay, I won't." She replied.
The taller saiyan scrunched up his face. "Come on... it's not that scary."
"We might get lost..."
"..you can hold my hand..?" Goku offered, holding his hand out as if to a small child.
"...o-okay..." The princess squeaked, zooming to his side and attaching herself to his arm like a clamp.
"..."
"So... you wanna' go to the men's section, or women's section first..?"
"HEY!" Vegeta shouted, jumping back from him and placing her hands on her hips. "What are you, stupid? I came here for men's clothes!"
"Heheh..." Goku just grinned, pleased at the sudden loss of fear. "Just testin' ya'..." He joked, following a sign that stated 'men's section, 100 meters.'
"I hardly see how that qualifies as a test." The smaller saiyan growled.
Ten minutes passed, and Vegeta and Goku had made it quickly and happily to the men's section. They were surprised to see that the store, with its immense size, was terribly well organised... at least at first glance. Clothing was sorted in to types- tops, pants... then sub-categorized into specific designs, such as V-necks and short-sleeves... and then sub-sub-categorized into dominant colors...
"I like this one..." Goku commented, pulling a red, turtleneck sleeveless out of a nearby row. Vegeta scoffed at it. "If you like it so much, then you'd better plan on wearing it, there's no way in hell I'd put that on."
"Aw.." Goku frowned, reluctantly putting it back. "I thought it'd really suit you..."
"Well I DON'T." The princess growled, glaring at the endless rows of different colored turtlenecks. "I don't even know why we're IN this section- I don't even LIKE turtlenecks! They're too itchy!!" She complained. "Now where's the black stuff- combat armor, warrior's gear..."
"500 meters thata' way." A little voice replied.
The two saiyans blinked, their ears leading them immediately to the sound of the voice. They were shocked by what they saw.
A short, stubby green creature... maybe female... was looking up at them. It has a pig-like snout, warts, all over its face and a pair of horns on it's head. "I'm Gabriel, Gabriel Goblin, nice to meet ya'" She introduced herself.
"WOW! Goblins live in this store!?" Goku asked in bewilderment.
"Why indeed we do!"
Vegeta barked a laugh. "Goblin... whatever..."
"Of course it's a goblin... haven't you heard of them?" Goku questioned, tilting his head around quickly.
"Yes- I'm a goblin! You should be scared of me" The creature testified, though it itself looked fearful as it backed away slowly.
"I don't care what creature you are!" The princess growled. "All I care is that you've got some nerve demanding that –I- be fearful of you! The great prince Vegeta!!!"
"Funny, you look like a woman..." The greeny said pointedly.
"SHUT IT YOU!!!"
"MEEP!" It jumped back a few feet, green face turning blue in fear.
"...Vegeta.." The male saiyan scolded.
The princess cast a glance at his accusative expression... and this was just the amount of time the creature needed to take off in the direction of the darkness.
"HAHA!" It squealed, dashing through the aisle.
"STOP IT!" Vegeta gasped in shock, pointing after the creature. "I don't like it and I feel the instinctual need to kill it!" She claimed, chasing after it.
"Vegeta!!" Goku exclaimed, worried for both the Goblin and the princess. He followed not far behind as they headed at a fast rate to the back of the shop.
"NUWAHAHA! You'll never catch us!" The creature squealed, disappearing into a dense wall of complete blackness.
Vegeta screeched to a halt just before she hit the dense-ness. She sighed in relief, then looked around. He eyes bugged out as she noticed she could barely make out the nearest shelf. "A-ah...?"
Stumbling around, Vegeta crashed into several racks of clothes, becoming more and more frustrated and frightened. She bit her tongue, considering calling for help, despite the fact it would make her look weak... in the end, the darkness won.
"K-KAKAROTTO!!!" She cried loudly. She was shocked as she heard a shout of pain from next to her.
"ITAI!" Goku cried, holding his ears and moving enough for the princess to finally notice his shadow. "What was that for!?"
"..." Vegeta stared at him, immensely relieved. "Where are we..?" She asked, only a slight amount of panic sounding in her voice.
"Somewhere near the back of the store.." Goku shrugged, though the princess really couldn't see it. "That's what you get for chasing a mythical creature..."
"I didn't like it!" Vegeta whined, curling up a little on herself. "It was slimy and gooey and looked like it had worms and maggots in its teeth!"
"Really.." The male saiyan questioned, uneasily.
"Yeah..."
"..."
"..."
"I think we should find a way out of here..." Goku started, glancing briefly around. "The darkness unsettles me... and it's so eerily quiet here..."
"It unsettles me too." Vegeta smirked. "I bet you couldn't tell."
"Actually.... It was incredibly –easy- to tell..." The male saiyan commented, causing her to break out into a blush. But hey.. I won't tell anyone that, if you don't... deal..?"
"Deal..." The woman smiled lightly.
"So... lets see..." Goku mumbled, scanning the horizon for a light source. It was quite easy to find... even though it looked like a distant city, or sunrise. "There it is... I know which way to head."
"Where's what...?" The princess asked blindly, unaware of the importance of height for looking over shelves. "I don't see anything."
"The exit... I can see the exit." The taller saiyan clarified, before winding his hand with the other's. "Just hold on, and I'm sure we won't get lost... yeah...?"
"Yeah.. okay..." Vegeta concluded, squeezing Goku's fingers hard enough to make him wince.
"And just incase... I brought my extra flashlight." The man gestured after a moment. Without second thought, he burst into super-saiyan, generating vast amounts of light which filled the area around them.
...and nearly blinded at-least fifty snarling slimy Goblins.
"..."
"..."
"GET THEM!" Vegeta commanded, bursting into super saiyan as well and jumping headlong into the swarms of short warty beasts.
Goku merely shrugged and blasted several of them with ki.
"Feelin' more secure now, 'Geta..?" Goku smiled as the two left the store.
"I suppose so..." The smaller saiyan smirked. "Though I thought you were against me harming them... so why'd you help me..?"
"..." The tall saiyan looked away embarrassed. "I also felt the instinctual need to, ah, kill – or seriously injure, them...I got the worst vibe..." He smiled shyly.
Vegeta smiled back.
Then the two blinked. The floor was shaking under their feet- the sign of either an impending explosion, earthquake, or stampede...
Technically, the rush of military charging towards them was all three. The saiyans gulped as they seemed to be the combine of cavalry, infantry and armory's target...
The rush of troops thankfully merely flowed like water, straight past them and into the blackness of the store.
".."
"...seems we must've done a good deed today, huh 'Geta...?"
"Definitely..." Vegeta smirked almost insanely, watching as the dark recesses of the shop were lit up with explosions.
Goku sweatdropped, shaking his head. He sighed, heading to the exit. "Never mind, Vegeta..."
The two walked for a few minutes, passing many gadget, makeup, toy and postcard shops...
"You know.." The princess started as they neared the food court. "I think it's a shame that we go shopping and don't bring anything back..."
"Yeah.." Goku nodded, looking slightly glum. "Maybe we should stop by the other complex on the way back, huh?" He suggested.
Vegeta nodded. "That's fine, as long as you don't drag me into any more pitch-black shops with your stupidly."
"Hey!" Goku pouted. "There's some really good clothes shops that are pitch-black!"
"That'd be the clothes, would it not?" Vegeta suggested, causing the taller saiyan to blush in embarrassment. "I rest my case."
The saiyans quickly weaved their way through the crowds and out of the store... once they had walked round back, they took to the air.
"I've been thinking..." Goku said, as they reached the halfway point in their flight.
"Hmn?" Vegeta smirked, seemingly amused by that sentence.
"There's a really good pizza place in the other shopping complex... we could make an order for dinner time- 'cuz I'm sure they'd deliver to capsule corps..."
Vegeta frowned for a second, considering this. "It's a sound enough idea." She smiled at the other saiyan.
Goku felt his heart flutter momentarily at her gaze. "W-we'll do that, then..."
"I would like 60 pizzas." Vegeta demanded steadily as she reached the counter at the pizza-place.
"You're kidding me..." The greasy, speckled teenager behind the bar choked.
"I can vouch that she's never 'kidded' anyone.." Goku grinned, slipping to Vegeta's side. "You should probably write this down... it's a tough order."
"O-okay..." The teen whimpered, grabbing out a notepad. "D-dad.... You better come over- we-we've got a large order."
A large, poofy chef's hat poked out from a nearby room. "Party... wedding?" The kid's dad, obviously, walked briskly up to the desk.
"Actually we're just planning on dinner, thanks..." Goku grinned, cheesily, rubbing the back of his neck.
The man gave his son a light glare, causing Vegeta to smirk. "No cause for concern... you're son was right. We have a 'large' order...."
Goku nodded, holding up a menu and pointing to various places. "We'd like 15 pepperoni, 15 four cheeses, 15 bolognaise and 15 mozzarella delivered at Capsule Corp. at six, please!" He grinned.
The chef looked slightly angered, and turned once again to his son. "Are you pulling some kind of prank!? These are some of your friends, aren't they!"
"I assure you we'd never hang out with this freak of a child." Vegeta rolled her eyes, taking charge. "I'm Vegeta.. you surely must have heard of me..."
The man's eyes widened in recognition of the name. "I-I'm sorry... we never usually get such large orders and I'm always wary of pranks from my kid..."
"In the unusual circumstance.. your apology is accepted. I've had trouble with brats myself..." She laughed slightly.
"Can you do the order in time..?" Goku questioned, leaning on the counter. "We'll pay you up-front..." He suggested, getting out his wallet.
"y-yes..." The man nodded feverently. "We'll close to all other customers for the day... uh... that 60'll cost you 30,000 zeni.."
"Here you go!" The male saiyan smiled, slapping the bills down in his open palm. "That's actually cheaper than lunch..." He said, turning toward Vegeta.
"So it is." The princess nodded in return. "Lets get going..."
The two saiyans, with a little wave from Goku, quickly headed out the door and deeper into the shopping complex.
The teenager turned slowly to his father. "I know I'm not very good with scientific na-ja and celebrities and stuff... but isn't 'Vegeta' a MAN?"
No more than 20 minutes and 1 sweet shop later, the two saiyans were heading home. Vegeta, still being slightly sore from the previous day's events, and low in ki, had insisted that Goku carry all 4 heavily laden shopping bags full of candy... or so was her excuse. The friendly saiyan, of course, both, happily agreed, and, made the task look easy.
They both touched down at the same moment, heading briskly to capsule corps main entrance.
"BUUULMAAAAAAAA!?" Vegeta shouted, checking in the lounge and kitchen before sticking her head up the stairs. "BULMA! Where are you!?"
"She's upstairs!" Goku grinned, obviously having sensed her ki.
"Right!" The princess nodded, starting to head up the stairs while shouting once more. "BULMA!!!"
"WILL YOU SHUT UP!!!" Bulma's voice responded harshly. "I'M ON THE PHONE!!!"
Vegeta huffed, motioning to Goku to follow her up. They headed to the sound of the blue-haired genius' voice, which was in fact to her bedroom. Quietly, they stood outside and looked in, only seeing the back of the women's head as she chatted on the phone. Bura was sitting in her crib, smartly dressed and playing with some toys.
"Yes... yes, they just got back from god knows where... yeah, yes, Vegeta –is- here... really? BRILLIANT! See you soon!" Bulma grinned into the device, quickly finishing her phone-call once alerted to the saiyans' presences.
Looking around the room, Vegeta got a severe sense of deja vu.
Which only increased ten-fold once Bulma spun round in her chair, revealing a perfectly treated face, hair, and stylish clothes. "Vegeta- I have astounding news!" She boasted.
The saiyan in questions' eyes shot wide, causing Goku to stare at her with concern.
"CRAP!" She all but shouted. "BULMA'S CALLED THE PAPARAZZI!!!"
Bulma nodded, smirking once in absolute pride. "Soon the entire world shall know!"
"Soon the entire world shall know!" Vegeta wheezed, turning bright red. "HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME!" She suddenly shouted, having no real effect on Bulma but causing Goku to hurtle back a good couple of feet.
"You should be proud- this is the greatest discovery since-"Bulma started, only to be cut off by Vegeta.
"YOU SET THE PAPARRAZZI ON ME AND NOW EVERYONE'LL LAUGH AT ME CALLING ME STUPID NAMES!!!!"
"'Geta-?" Goku asked in confusion.
The female-saiyan snapped her head around between to two, alternatively glaring at Bulma and looking for help to Goku.
"Vegeta calm down, all they want is some photos and information---"
"THE HELL!" Vegeta shrieked, backing away and out the door. "HOW COULD YOU THINK THEY'D SETTLE FOR THAT! It'll be 'SPACE ALIEN PRINCE BECOMES PRINCESS' in every headline for the next TWO YEARS!!!" She panicked, before turning to the other saiyan. "Quick Kakarotto! If we hurry, we can make it to the gravity room before they get their cameras out!" She rushed, grabbing the taller saiyan by the wrist and dashing down the stairs at top speed.
"What do you mean- AHHH!" The tall saiyan yelped as the woman busted straight through the front door and into the front yard, where a swarm of reporters, photographers and even film crews were already waiting.
The crowd all gasped, going into an almost old-western style quick draw for the film apparatus round their necks. It was a futile attempt though as Vegeta was fleet footed and made it through the thankfully open door to the gravity chamber, just before the first deadly flash hit.
Nekoni: YIPEEE! That was fun...
Vegetto: The Goblin bit was a little too random for me...
Nekoni: Maaaybe! I don' care! :grins:
Vegetto: You DON'T care..?
Nekoni: Nope! YOUR opinion means nothing to me- everyone else's though... is great!
Vegetto: Nice to know I'm respected...
Nekoni: You are! :pats him on the back: ...jus' not for your opinion on my writing... since, as my muse, you're kinda' biased...
Vegetto: Not that I can help it...... what WAS with those Goblins anyway?
Nekoni: I needed somethin' scary to be lurkin' at the back of the store.
Vegetto: Goblins- SCARY???
Nekoni: :shrugs: I guess I find them kinda' nasty... it's probably the result of watching the movie 'Labrynth' at too young an age...
Vegetto: Why didn't you just supply some big scary monster!?
Nekoni: 'cuz 'big scary monsters' loose their effect SO quickly... and they can't talk.
Vegetto: Ah...
Nekoni: I'm glad I managed to get myself motivated enough to write this chapter! :grins: I suffered mild author's block about half-way through, but as soon as I got over it I was on a roll. I hope you guys enjoyed the Goku and Vegeta interaction in this chapter...for your information, they're gonna' be getting' a little –closer- one could say.
Vegetto: If that happens, I refuse to be your muse any longer! I don't want to have to read MUSHY stuff!
Nekoni: ... :shrugs: fair enough! :grabs a stuffed-toy tiger from the nearby shelf: Introducing my NEW muse!
Vegetto: :eyes shoot wide: he- he- HEY!!! :blasts the tiger: Alright! I'll KEEP the position.
Nekoni: :eyes watering: ma-ma-my Tigeey-wigeeey...
Vegetto: :pales: Quick! Say something nice or some sort of constructive criticism! Before she starts crying!!!