A/n: Sorry for the delay! You all know the reason so I won't spend my time saying I'm sorry and all that. You know I just am! Anyway! Read and Enjoy…and please, review!
Warning: AC, AL, V, Profanity. Mature readers only
Disclaimer: I don't own them…
Fame
"…now remember the most important thing about being a model: you are the most beautiful being in the world. People are appalled when they look at you. You have to walk like it" an old lady stood in front of all the models that had applied for this particular audition explaining the essential rules of walking down the runway. 18 and Raditz watched as the woman demonstrated herself what she was talking about by walking down the runway so everyone could see
"In your mind you should be thinking: 'look at me I'm gorgeous. I have a magnificent body. I know I'm perfect. I'm making a job out of it. The mind young models…" she stopped walking and glanced at the group "the mind will bring the power naturally" she went on but Raditz's scoff broke 18's concentration
"Shhh" she hushed him. Raditz cleared his throat
"Sounds like you" he said. 18 narrowed his eyes at him
"Funny-"
"Is there something you'd like to share with us, Ms. 18?" the woman interrupted her lecture. 18 smiled shyly
"No… I-"
"Actually" she interrupted again "I'd like for you and your boyfriend to step over here. You're going to stroll down the pathway together. Ruby music please. George hit the lights-"
"He's not my boyfriend-"
"She's not my girlfriend-" they complained at the same time. The lady smiled kindly waving a hand at them so they could approach the stage
"Ahhhh not yet" she started with her German accent "but love works in mysterious ways. Now come, come. We must begin-"
"I don't know how-"
"Oh, but young man" she interrupted Raditz "you are tall, captivating and have incredible gorgeous looks. A powerful stare" she kept overlooking his frame "pride. You will model Versace, Gucci, Armani and Prada. Now go backstage for clothe change. You have fifteen seconds after the music starts. The girl…" she looked at 18 as Raditz walked to the backstage area cursing under his breath. 18 stared at the woman
"I want you in Gucci, Versace and Prada" she said. 18 walked backstage. The woman smiled again clapping twice
"Very well. Music starts in five. No underwear please! This is professional modeling…"
Backstage…
"WHAT! There is no way in hell I'm undressing in front of this Neanderthal bastard-"
"You've got no choice, babe" Raditz cut 18's whining short sliding his boxers down and considering himself completely naked. 18 turned immediately her cheeks burning as a deep red color covered them entirely
"You asshole!" she cursed angrily. Raditz smirked behind her
"What?" he asked naively. 18 let out an angry sigh
"You could've told me you were getting undressed!" she protested. The music started indicating she only had fifteen seconds to get ready. Raditz put on some of his clothes on from a closet nearby
"You're gonna be late-"
"Turn around so I can change" 18 requested. He raised a brow
"What? It's nothing I haven't seen before-"
"Could you just turn?"
"Ten seconds, models" a guy interrupted, disappearing out the backstage area as soon as he had entered. Raditz sighed seeing as she refused to take off her underwear
"Look, I've seen you naked before-"
"That was third grade, moron-"
"You couldn't have changed THAT much-"
"It's called puberty. The period in our lives when our bodies, say, change?-"
"Five seconds models" the guy disappeared again. 18 rolled her eyes letting out a frustrated sigh
"Fine! This is ridiculous!" she slid her underwear off angrily. Raditz turned around immediately. His eyes as wide as dinner plates. Five seconds were enough for the female to be ready and the couple was ready for their first event as models. As they stood alongside one another ready to stroll down the passageway any second now Raditz leaned in to the blonde girl's ear
"You were right about puberty-"
"Not a word!" she cut him off in a threatening tone. Raditz smirked looking to the front again
"I was just saying-"
"Can it!" she said angrily both their cheeks burning. The curtains became open signaling the couple to begin walking. And so they did…
Chichi's house - Goku's Birthday Party
"This party rocks!" a girl threw herself at Bulma as the blue haired female walked around the house looking for her missing boyfriend. Bulma pushed the girl off her
"Get off me!" she yelled "ugh disgusting" she dusted herself off. The same girl hopped on a table attracting single males to her with her dirty dancing to the song 'Rock Your Body' performed by Justin Timberlake. Bulma rolled her eyes then decided to go to the next room hoping to find better and most sober people since being around drunken people wasn't exactly a hobby of hers. The first face she found herself with on the next room was Chichi's. She looked sober enough
"Chichi, have you seen-"
"Having fun, honey?" Chichi cut off "where's your beer…Ken! Ken!" she called her tone as incoherent as her whole form. Bulma sighed. Was it that hard to find one sober person at this 'party'?
"Ken she needs a beer" the black haired female threw a hand around Bulma's shoulder "make sure she gets one-"
"We only have regular. Light's gone" Ken said almost gone as well. Bulma nodded
"It's ok. I'm fine-"
"You sure?" Chichi asked hiccupping on her face. Bulma scoot away
"Yes. I'm sure" she furrowed her brows repulsed. She looked at the Ken guy next
"Have you seen Vegeta around?" she asked. The guy chuckled in his inebriated state
"Sure. He'll have a heavy hangover tomorrow" he signaled the couch in the living. Vegeta and Goku appeared to be having a 'mainlining tequila' shot contest. Bulma frowned
"What the hell" she walked away directed to the contest where everyone was gathered around cheering and chanting in a savage, unusually wild way. It was like a mush pit
"Goku…Goku!…Goku!….Goku!…" the people cheered Goku on as he drank his twenty eighth shot for the night Vegeta already done with his. Bulma pushed through the crowd and somewhere between her efforts and the loud people pushing themselves against one another she ended up front row first seat to presence Vegeta drinking his twenty ninth shot. Bulma stared at Vegeta infuriated. It wasn't long before he realized she was standing there with a dull expression.
Vegeta threw the small shot glass against the carpeted floor then swallowed the small portion of liquor making an uneasy expression as he felt the liquid go down his throat warm and slow. He looked up and finally locked eyes with Bulma. He could see disappointment written all over her face. She walked away quickly and he breathed out
"Shit" he murmured under his breath but the loud chanting for Goku brought him back to the game. He decided he'd go after her later…
Mystique - An Hour Later
"One more time please gentleman. You have to want to work your style. Less pride, more simplicity. Be selfish and powerful with your body. Be confident with your looks. Remember people literally die for the gorgeousness you don't lack" the old lady kept talking. Raditz's back was turned to her as he ignored her every word. This was the millionth time he had to go back to the beginning and the millionth time 18 had looked at her watch. She was bored out of her mind waiting for him impatiently on a seat backstage. She didn't have to guess that the obnoxious woman had told Raditz to start all over again. The way he made his entrance back to the dressers was a clear clue
"I hate this SHIT! I'm not doing it anymore-"
"Damn it! We're already an hour late. Chichi might need those kegs. Can't you just put a little more effort-?"
"Fuck that! I'm not going in there again-"
"If you do we'll be out of here-"
"I am not a fucking sissy. And I won't walk like one-"
"Who the hell is here to see you Raditz? There's no one here but me. Just do it and we'll be out of here" said 18. Raditz grunted
"This is the last time" he turned his back on her
"Just let go" she advised. Raditz turned to her
"What?"
"Just let go. Don't think too much about it" she recommended. Raditz stared with a wary look. She rolled her eyes
"Would you just trust me? It's what she wants you to do. There's no way it won't work" she convinced him. The fifteen seconds ended and Raditz turned to make yet another big entrance…
Chichi's house - Goku's Birthday Party
"Chichi have you seen 18?" Krillin asked finding Chichi in the kitchen pouring herself another big cup of beer. Chichi turned to him with her eyes small and swollen
"Oh yeah…" she smiled between a hiccup "…she went on that 'secret date' with Raditz" she whispered the words. Krillin furrowed his brows
"A date?" he asked not knowing if to react pissed or confused "why didn't she tell me?" he asked. Chichi laughed
"Because it's supposed to be secret" she giggled stupidly. Krillin nodded
"Sure" he left her to reason on her own…
-O-
"You told me you weren't gonna to drink" Bulma walked through the house trying to find the nearest exit. Vegeta followed behind his steps a bit clumsy due to the level of intoxication in his body
"I had a couple of shots-"
"Twenty nine shots?" Bulma faced him abruptly. Vegeta smirked
"I'm still sober" he insisted. Bulma rolled her eyes
"Whatever" she turned her back on him walking a way. A couple of steps ahead she finally found the exit door. Bulma pulled the door open angrily. Vegeta opened it wider so both of them could fit through the space. Bulma stopped and faced him as he let his back rest against the doorframe. She sighed
"Find a ride home. I'm leaving-"
"Don't" he requested grabbing on to her elbow. Bulma frowned pulling her arm from his embrace
"Listen, I've been here before. I know what tomorrow will be like doesn't matter if I stay or if I go. I don't belong here. I don't want to belong here" she said. Vegeta looked around to see if anybody was looking at them. Of course everybody was. Bulma hated it more than he himself did. She hated making a scene yet she found his behavior uncalled for
"Vegeta" Bulma called his attention. Vegeta widened and narrowed his eyes trying to focus his look on hers with great effort. His state of mind was deteriorated. Bulma placed her hand on his cheek
"Just find a ride. I'm going home" she said. Vegeta leaned and kissed her. He ran his hands through her back harshly then reached her firm ass. Bulma pushed him away breaking their kiss
"You're fucking drunk" she said infuriated staring into his eyes for what seemed like hours. Vegeta rest his head against the doorframe watching as she turned her back on him tired of waiting for an explanation. Bulma walked out to the front porch. Vegeta swallowed
"I'll call-"
"Don't bother" she cut him off disappearing through the crowd partying in the front yard of the house. Vegeta sighed going back inside to join the party…
Meanwhile…
"About time you were done with the stupid audition-"
"Is this all I'm doing for you?" Raditz asked with calmness. 18 shook her head
"No" she stared down the road she drove in "if you make it through the cuts then you'll have to do some more stuff. But don't you think we had fun today?" she asked uncommonly sweet. Raditz stared at her
"Fun?" he asked as if she was psychotic. 18 nodded
"Yeah fun" she responded clueless. Her eyes were gleaming. For some reason he got the feeling that this was something she had wanted to do for a long time but that had peculiarly avoided. The reasons would probably remain unknown to him. She was a beautiful smart girl. But why would she do this to herself? Why would she keep herself from achieving what she wanted even more when it was so easily attainable?
"Earth to Raditz. Come in Raditz" 18 broke his train of thoughts. Raditz stared at her blankly
"Huh?" he asked lost in the conversation. 18 let out a small giggle
"You dork. We're here" she said parking her car on an open spot in front of Chichi's house… ironically the spot that Bulma had vacated
"This is a great spot. Help me with the beer kegs" she more like demanded for his help not waiting for an answer as she closed the door to her side of the car. Raditz raised a brow
"Sure 'milady'" he mocked the words getting out of the car as well. It wasn't long before the couple was ready to make their entrance to the house…
The party could only be described in one word: it was chaos. People were rolling down the stairs as the main entertainment; beer games were taking place everywhere; dirty dancing contests were occupying all available tables in the house. The TV was on but no matter how loud it was it could never make up for the loud chattering and scandal. The monster audio system on the living room was playing the song 'Got to Give it Up (Party)' performed by Marvin Gaye (Practical Magic movie). By this time the crowd was out of control. Whoever was not smoking was drinking or doing both. The boneheads of the class were selling pot in the bathroom. The mainlining tequila bottles didn't seem to reach their end. The people that needed to puke were using the pool as their toilet
"This is pretty fucked up" said 18 as her and Raditz stood between the large living room and the dance room. Raditz nodded
"I agree-"
"Welcome. Have a beer and a good fuck" a girl handed Raditz a cup of beer then took off with a guy almost carrying her in his arms. 18 furrowed her brows both of them bursting out in laughing
"Let's go to a room" 18 suggested. Under the circumstances Raditz had no choice but to agree…
-O-
The blonde girl opened the door to the first room
"This looks like a good one" she turned the lights on finding brunette airhead Christine Brooks hooking up with none other than drunken smash-head Yamcha. She turned the lights off quickly
"Whoo! Maybe not" they both laughed making their way in the next room. Before turning the lights on she decided it was a good idea to ask first
"Anyone here?" she asked. No voice answered therefore she turned the lights not prepared to find what she saw. Krillin and Marron were on Chichi's bed probably around second base. Emotions rushed through 18's body. She was angry because he was so foolish as to do it so carelessly. She was shocked because it wasn't something she expected of him. She was hurt because she still felt….something? How to react to this?
"18 I-"
"Bulma I never thought you would do this to me" before any explanation could be given the girl had run past Raditz and was stomping down the stairs to get out of the house. Krillin stared at Raditz on the door
"She's not Bulma. Can you please-?"
"Sure man" the bald male didn't have to ask twice. Raditz had never had a problem helping him out but he knew all the same that he was getting into a real big mess. He had known about Krillin and Marron before anybody else. He knew that it was just a time bomb waiting to explode…
Meanwhile…
"Why Bulma, you're home early" Bulma's mother called from the living room as Bulma made her way in the time only being one o'clock. Bulma stopped at the entrance of the living room
"Yeah. The party sucked" she said. Bulma's mother nodded
"I see" she noticed the gloomy expression on her daughter's face "Is everything alright?" she asked. Bulma's face became bright…a fake joyful frame
"Everything's fine. I just hate taking a day off my studies to go to a party I knew that was gonna suck. Now I feel I'm a week behind on my PSATs studies" she said. Her mother sighed
"You're fine. PSAT's are a month away-"
"Yeah but there's a lot of material. I want to get the highest score" she said ambitiously. Her mother smiled
"Just like your father. Well go take a shower so you can sleep tight. Tomorrow is another day!" she said cheerfully. Bulma nod to herself
"Yeah. Tomorrow is another, different day…"
Chichi's house - Goku's Birthday Party
Raditz walked out to the porch spotting 18 on the steps before it. He decided to join her. In contrast with the status of the party it seemed like the best idea anyway
"Hey" he sat aside her
"Hey" 18 replied carelessly. Raditz sighed
"Full moon" he signaled the sky staring at the big bright moon in front of them. 18 didn't budge. He stared at her debating whether or not to tell her the truth. They were both his friends
"She wasn't Bulma-"
"I'm not fucking blind"
"Her name is Marron. They've been talking for a while" Raditz confessed. 18 looked at him
"How would you know? Why are you even here?" she asked angrily. Raditz shrugged his shoulders
"I was leaving. This place is insane" he lied "but I found you-"
"Be honest. I know he sent you here" she cut the lies short. Raditz gave her half a smile. She was right. If Krillin hadn't sent him here there would be no absolute reason for him to meet her and seat next to her. 18 let out a breath
"I can't believe he's doing this to me! I always thought we were perfect for each others-"
"It doesn't mean you're perfect for each others right now" said Raditz
"What?"
"The fact that you're perfect for each other, it doesn't mean you're perfect for each other right now" he pointed out wisely. 18's expression became sad
"I don't understand. What is he trying to achieve? Is it because of the fact that I'm popular? Is he trying to destroy my reputation-?"
"Come on 18. I know you're not that shallow" Raditz cut her off again. 18 swallowed
"You think I'm shallow?" she asked. Raditz gave her a small smirk
"I've been around you long enough. I know you're not"
"What do you think I am-?"
"You know what you are-"
"No, I don't. Mind elaborating?" she pressed. Raditz sighed embracing an arm around her friendly
"You're smart, and pretty, and a little crazy sometimes but that complements to your sense of humor-"
"Hey guys" a voice interrupted their conversation. Both of them turned and found themselves with Goku looking as smashed as he could ever be. 18 smiled at him
"Happy birthday Goku" she congratulated the tall male. Goku smirked
"Thanks. Feels good to be eighteen" he said almost unconscious. 18 looked at her watch
"I gotta get going. My curfew doesn't cover two o'clock" she said as they stood from the steps together. Just then Krillin made his way outside his eyes going nowhere but 18's. Raditz looked at him then at her then at Goku. He decided this was a good time to leave so Krillin and 18 could figure 'stuff' out
"Come on Goku" Raditz embraced his arm around his cousin "let's have a birthday shot. My treat" he invited taking Goku inside with him. Krillin took Raditz's earlier seat while 18 sat back down. A strong silence suddenly surrounded them
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Krillin signaled the moon. 18 half smiled
"Yeah" was all she said. Krillin swallowed
"Things aren't the same anymore 18-"
"Things didn't need to stay the same. They could've been different and they could've been better" she cut him off. Krillin sighed
"I'm sorry but you know just as well as I do we're not ready for this. Not right now" said Krillin
"Why? What is it Krillin?" 18 asked "you don't like me anymore?" she stared into his eyes. Krillin shook his head
"It's not that, 18, you of all people know that-"
"Then what? What is so wrong with me you can't hang in there? The first half of the semester is always tough" she said. Krillin cleared his throat
"There are a lot of things you still need to figure out 18, things I thought you had realized, stuff I can't be with you to help you understand"
"You don't know that-"
"Yes I do. And you do too" he insisted. 18 sighed
"Just answer this" she lowered her gaze "you think there was ever any love between us? You think you ever loved me more than just a friend?"
"I-I did" Krillin didn't hesitate to answer "but we've changed-"
"How about now?" she asked but all she could hear was silence
"Tell me Krillin" 18 spoke "is there any of that love left right now?" she asked again. Krillin stared into her beautiful blue eyes
"You know the answer to that" he assured. 18 looked to the ground
"So you like me and you always will. You just don't want to be with me?" she said insecure. Krillin could only stare in silence. What could he say to that? That it wasn't true…that it was? 18 stood from the step ready to leave. She looked at Krillin
"Good bye Krillin-"
"Do you want me to go with you?" he asked. But it was too late. Her back was already turned to him
"I can find my own way" she answered walking to her car. Krillin could only watch her go…
The Next Day…
Goku, Chichi, Krillin, Raditz, Marron; these were only a few of all people sleeping around Chichi's big luxurious house. By this time of morning the house looked as if it had been turned upside down, shaken up, and turned back to its normal position. Beer cups were everywhere, plastic utensils and snack packets could easily substitute the rugged floors. Tequila bottles were half empty with shot glasses that were all spilled on the ground. Bath tubs were full of cold water in an attempt to bring unconscious people back without having to call an ambulance. Most of the people that had slept over were missing half their fancy clothes. In conclusion…the ordeal had been a typical 'high class' teenage party.
By the end of the muddled party Marron had fallen asleep with another guy on the floor of the living room. Chichi and Goku passed out on one of the dining tables available right after one of the dancers messed up her steps and ended up on the floor. Christine Brooks somehow managed to hook up with Raditz in the same night; they both ended up together on the kitchen counter. Krillin slept alone on the porch not having enough energy to make it back inside after 18 had left the scene. In one word: the party had been cataclysm…
10AM - Vegeta's Mansion
After a long interrogation session with Vegeta's mother Bulma was finally able to get in the house. Although she had insisted on waiting for Vegeta in their spacious living room his mother was even more stubborn than Vegeta was and had convinced her to wait in his bedroom. Bulma had no choice but to agree…
As soon as Bulma entered Vegeta's bedroom she was amazed by its decorations and ornamentations…though it was something she somewhat expected. Trophies stood tall; everywhere she looked there was a group of three or four gathered together. She assumed the most important ones were the ones on the cupboards above his bed which consisted on a single football coated in a golden color. She approached those and realized they all read the same: National MVP. There were only four at the time each placed in consecutive year order
"From seventh grade to tenth grade" she spoke to herself overlooking the room. Flags from the biggest NFL teams hung on the walls. He had a walk-in closet full of all his football jerseys and stuff, the other walk-in for his regular everyday clothes. A big picture of him holding a championship trophy decorated the wall across his bed. The computer below the picture was the latest Macintosh technological invention. A TV platform came out the ceiling holding a 119 inch plasma TV accompanied by a monster movie theater system. In a couple of words: yes, the kid was richest in the world
"There's more downstairs in the trophy room" a voice interrupted her intrusion. Bulma gasped turning to face the origin of the voice. It was Vegeta. He stood by the door to his room in a gray tank top and some black basketball shorts. Bulma breathe out
"You scared me" she said as he made his way in the room taking a seat on the edge of his queen sized double platform bed. He looked at her blankly
"What are you doing here?" he quickly asked. Bulma slid a strand of her hair behind her ear walking closer to him
"I…uh…your mom let me in. She insisted I wait in your room-"
"She would" Vegeta scoffed "now what do you want?" he asked grouchily. Bulma sighed
"I wanted to talk to you-"
"Not yesterday" Vegeta complained
"No. Not yesterday" Bulma cleared out "but it might be part of the reason…I'm breaking up with you" as soon as the words came out of her mouth his attention was completely devoted to her. A woman? Breaking up with him? If THAT was appealing enough he couldn't wait to hear the rest
"Vegeta" Bulma sat aside him locking eyes with him "I think neither of us is ready for a relationship the way we want it. I need a lot of time to concentrate on my studies, on the PSAT's, on my future 'cause I need to get a life. I need to be good at something. I have to make a living after I graduate" interesting point she had there. The blue haired woman continued as Vegeta listened confused and unclear about all this
"I don't want to keep you from going out with your friends and having fun or getting drunk and finishing up with a different girl every night. That was you before me and I don't think you're ready to make a commitment and leave that behind" what? Time on her studies? What the hell is she talking about his mind couldn't help but to wonder. Bulma stared at him as he was immersed in all of his confusion. She raised a brow
"Are you ok?" she asked but received no answer. Vegeta was still thinking about the whole situation. A woman was breaking up with him. Why that was the most bizarre thing he'd ever heard. It wasn't hurting his rock built heart, or his inhumane soul. It was hurting his pride. His untouchable, unreachable pride. How dare she? How dare she do this to him?
"Ok. I guess I will see you around" she leaned in and kissed his cheek then stood from the bed making her way to the room's door
"You're a good guy Vegeta Ouji" she smiled then exited the room. Vegeta was still in the same position. A woman he had taken as a challenge to get to bed… she had stopped his little game before he could even begin. All those nights in her room, sleeping in the same bed as hers, breathing the same air; why didn't he dare to do it then? He had done it before with women that were as beautiful and smart as she was. What kept him from seducing THIS particular beautiful, brilliant, simple rich woman? All this time he had enjoyed doing stuff for his own pleasure, for his fulfillment and self-satisfaction. But payback was a real a bitch. He hated when he was done what he did to others. The taste of lost a challenge. Tasted like pure shit…
End of Ch.14. What do you… ok, ok. I know you're all probably yelling at me right now because of 'the break ups'. I won't say anything about 18's & Krillin's but I will comment on Bulma and Vegeta's. All I can really say its: is the opening of new doors. You know that bullshit that old people say. You know: when a door closes, another one opens? Don't literally take this as the whole explanation…this is just a clue. If you want to, you can figure out the rest OR you can wait for the next chapter which will be coming out soon! Take Care
Love;
PL