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Chapter 21: The Game

"Beep beep, beep beep." 18 groaned as she fumbled for her alarm clock, hitting the snooze button.

"Chi?" she asked, looking blearily at Chichi's bed on the floor. Her eyes opened further as she noticed Chichi wasn't there.

"Morning 18!" came Chichi's voice. The blonde looked up to see her friend fully dressed in her cheerleading outfit, come out of her bathroom.


"Chi! It's six thirty in the morning!" 18 groaned, pulling the covers up.

"Yeah, and the game starts at 7.30."

"Oh kuso does it! Oh my Kami I better hurry up I'm so gunna be late. Chi do you mind going downstairs and putting some toast down for me? I'm gunna take a quick shower, do my hair and get changed." Her friend nodded. "Thanks Chi!" 18 called back as she disappeared into her bathroom.

*

"Wha?" Bulma asked as she opened her eyes. She had felt something on her cheek, and as she became conscious, she became aware of Vegeta kissing it. "Vegeta what are you doing?"

"Waking you up," came the reply. Bulma smiled, but groaned.

"Why? It's only seven o'clock!" she argued.

"Yeah and we are supposed to be on the soccer field." Bulma's eyes widened in schock.


"Oh my Kami Vegeta how could you let me sleep in! We're gunna be in soo much trouble!" Bulma yelled, quickly ducking into the shower. Vegeta follwed her in as soon as he heard the water start running. He put down the toilet seat and sat on it, talking to Bulma.

"For starters woman, we're not going to be in trouble?" Vegeta told her.

"Why?" Bulma demanded from behind the shower curtain.

"Because I'm the coach and captain," he answered simply.


"And?" Bulma asked, but she calmed down.

"Alright Veggie turn around I'm hopping out." Vegeta looked away as he heard the water go off. "Alright you can turn back round." Bulma was standing there, her hair dripping wet in nothing but a too small towel. Vegeta gulped and reminded himself that this wasn't the time.


"Can you go grab my clothes for me?" Bulma asked innocently. Vegeta growled but obeyed, and reappeared a moment later with Bulma's soccer uniform.

*

(7.25 a.m. on the soccer field)

"Well your captain is really dependable," an annoying accent spoke over the chattering team. The whole changing rooms turned to look at Kris, the Australian they had all in the last forty eight hours grown to hate.

"Vegeta will be here. So will Bulma so I suggest you watch your mouth," Goku warned him. Their uniform was white shorts, coming down to just above the knee, and their jerseys were orange with three white stripes across their backs, running through the player's number. They had white socks with orange stripes and sprig boots.

"No not will here, is here," came the voice of the captain. Everyone turned to look at Vegeta, who walked in in his uniform, his arm wrapped around Bulma's waist. "I suggest you watch your filthy mouth, Mr. Tommy if you want to play this game, or any other," Vegeta warned. Kris growled but said nothing.


"Alright guys Vegeta's here, now listen to him!" Goku yelled.

"This is an important game alright? If we win we're into the semis, and if we don't I'll beat your sorry asses into pulp now get out there and play. You all know your positions, Tucker, Pinne you're reserves," Vegeta yelled to two of the players. They nodded and everyone quieted down as the announcer's voice blared over the speakers.

"Welcome to the pre semi finals game, Orange Star Crusaders verses the Tokion Stormers. And first out is the Crusaders, I give you Briefs, Son, Tucker, Pinne, Sornon, Ricks, Tommy, Likon, Sashi, Omarna, Sarni, Tontin aaaaaaaaand Ouji!" The crowd screamed as the Crusaders ran onto the pitch. Pinne and Tucker headed for the sidelines and sat on the benches, while the rest of the team ran round the side of the field and started various stretches.

"Undoubtedly the best side Orange Star High has had for many years, Ouji the captain is a prized player, along with Briefs, the only female in the tournament this year. Having remained unbeaten this whole season and winning by a huge amount of points, the Stormers will have a hard time beating these guys."

"Hey Chi! Come on the rest of the girls are out there!" 18 yelled. Chichi squealed, grabbed her pompoms and ran onto the sideline, taking her place at the front of the team.

The stands were a wash of blue and orange, though orange was definitely the dominant colour.


"Alright girls just like practice!" Chichi yelled. All the girls stood with their hands on their hips, their orange skirts pleated and almost up to their panty lines. All of them had tight white tops with Crusaders written on them in orange letters. The girls all had their hair tied up in pigtails with orange and white ribbons on each.

The song came onto the sounds system and the Orange Star cheerleaders were all go.

*

"Alright I'm center half, Bulma, Goku I want you on my wings. Sornon, Ricks, you're our backs, Tommy, Likon I want you as forwards, Sashi, Omarna you're inners and Sarni's in goal. Alright go!" Vegeta yelled. There was a chorus of whoops and the team dispatched onto the field.

"Alright and there's the whistle. It's Tokion in possession, Suki passes it to Marnin up back to Suki, no! A lovely intercept there by Briefs, passing it to Ouji who's taking it up the field. But where's his support?" Vegeta was skilfully taking the ball up the field, but he needed some support, he couldn't break through the whole of Tokion's defence!

"There's the support Ouji needs, coming up on his left is Tommy, the Australian who's playing for Orange Star at the moment. Ouji steps round Suki and passes the ball to Tommy. Tommy's taking the ball up the field! Oh no! Watch out for the Tokion defence! He needs to pass to someone! And there's Briefs on his right, pass Tommy!"

Kris was aware of Bulma on his right, but he wouldn't pass to her. No way in hell would he let a girl steal his goal. He was into the circle!

As he focused on getting to the goal, he became unaware of the Tokion player on his left, who in turn came flying past Tommy, taking the ball. There was a great 'oooh' from the crowd, as Orange Star lost the ball. Turning back around to chase it, Kris went for a slide tackle and sent the ball flying out.

The ref blew their whistle.

"Goalie kick!" he yelled.

The ball was kicked up the other end of the field and Vegeta called time out.

"KRIS WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING BULMA WAS RIGHT BESIDE YOU WE COULD'VE SCORED!" Vegeta yelled. His blood was boiling and he was going red in the face. Kris rolled his eyes and turned his back to Vegeta.

"Get on the sideline!" Vegeta yelled. "Kakarot, make sure he leaves I want Tucker on in his place. Now go!" Vegeta yelled.

*

"Wow, Vegeta looks really angry," Chichi said and stopped dancing.

"Yeah well that Kris faggot just cost them a goal, can you blame him?" 18 asked. They watched as Goku escorted Kris off the pitch and conversed witht eh subs for a while, before Tucker came on.

The game resumed a few moments later and by the end of the first half, they were up 3-1.

*

"Alright you lot. We're up by two, would be three," Vegeta added nastily, glaring at Kris who was trying to chat up the cheerleaders. They were taking no notice of him. "Now I need you to hold the defence as well as possible, even if we don't score another goal we have to make sure they don't either."

The team nodded and dispersed, some grabbing towels, others drinks. Kris continued trying to chat up the cheerleaders.

"Hey guys!" someone called. Bulma looked up to see a short someone standing in the doorway.

"Krillin!" 18 yelled. "I thought you were sick?"

"Nah I got better I just couldn't be bothered coming to school yesterday so I decided the least I can do is come and watch all you fullas." 18 kissed him on the cheek and Krillin asked who the Australian guy was.

18 explained about Kris, about his and Vegeta's first meeting and Kris's attempt at being a soccer hero.

"Alright onto the field!" Vegeta yelled.

For the next half, there were no points scored and Vegeta was just congratulating himself when the inevitable happened.

He had had to put Kris back on just recently because both his subs had been injured.

The whole team watched in shock, as Kris punched one of the Tokion players in the face. Blood went flying everywhere and the guy's nose was broken. Kris jumped on the blue and grey clad player and began punching the shit out of him. Vegeta sprinted over, furious at Kris, and pulled the deranged player off the Tokion.

"RED CARD!" yelled the crowd. "RED CARD!"

"Red card!" yelled the ref. But Vegeta didn't notice. He held Kris in a headlock.


"What the fuck was that about?" Vegeta yelled.

"Hey! He was in my face!" Kris yelled back. Vegeta tightened the headlock and dragged him off the field.

"Get in there!" Vegeta yelled, throwing Kris next to his injured subs. The Australian hit the wall and slid down the chair.

Without a backwards glance Vegeta stalked back onto the pitch. A free kick had been awarded to the Tokion Stormers, and for once Vegeta wasn't arguing. Bulma came running over to him.

"Vegeta? Are you alright?" she asked. Vegeta stalked past her, throwing her arm off him.

He didn't even notice her, he was so furious with Kris he didn't bother. Vegeta and the rest of the team let out a groan of despair as the Stormer put a kick past their goalie, bringing the score up to 3-2.

The Crusader's defence however, managed to hold until the final whistle, and there was a great yell of triumph from the crowd. The cheerleaders were running onto the field, kissing all the players in celebration. None of them however, went near Vegeta who looked ready to kill.

"You're of the team," Vegeta snarled at Kris as he walked past the semi conscious player. Vegeta then stalked off to the changing rooms, taking a shower before anyone got in there first.

*

"Congratulations guys!" Bulma yelled above the raucous of the team. There was a great chorus of yells.

"We kicked their asses!"

"We showed the what it means to be Orange Star Crusaders."

"We won!"

"YEAH!" everyone yelled. Only then Bulma realised Vegeta was missing.

"Oi Goku, where'd Vegeta go?" Bulma asked. Goku turned from Chichi to talk to Bulma.

"He went to take a shower he's probably still in there."

*

"Vegeta?"

"What woman?" Bulma turned the corner and located Vegeta. He was standing still in the shower, but the water was no longer running and he had a towle wrapped round his waist.

"A-a-are you OK?" Vegeta grunted. "Did you kick him off the team?"

"Yeah but I'll kick more than that when I'm cleaned up."

There was silence for a moment.

"Listen some of the others were thinking that we should go out to the Club tonight. Club 18? Do you wanna go?" Vegeta sighed and walked over to the changing room. Bulma followed him, then took a seat on the bench.

"Might as well. Gimme a good excuse to knock the shit out of Kris." Bulma smirked.


"I so want to see that."

*

Kris sat there glaring towards the changing rooms. After a while he stood, and headed in.

Most of the guys had cheerleaders sitting on their laps. Vegeta and Bulma were standing hand in hand at the centre of it all. By the sounds of things they were going to Club 18 that night to celebrate.

"Hahem?" came a voice. Everyone looked at Bulma, and then, following her line of vision, to Kris. "I don't believe you are part of this team anymore, therefore you have no right to be in the changing rooms." There were murmurs of agreement from the team and cheerleaders. Kris glowered and Vegeta smirked. He was now leaning up against the wall, his arms folded in their customary position.


"Well you faggots are all fucked in the head anyway," Kris growled and walked out.

The people in the changing rooms all watched him go then laughed, some givng Bulma high fives.

"Woman," Vegeta hissed. Bulma turned around, smiling.

"Hm?"

"Kris knows we're going to Club 18."

"And?" Bulma prompted.

"Just….. just be careful tonight alright, he's gunna try something, I know it." Bulma smiled.

"Don't sweat it Veggie." Bulma kissed him on the cheek and walked over to chat to 18 and Chichi.

'Urgh I get a horrible feeling about this,' Vegeta thought.

*

Next Time: In da Club! (I luv that song but anyhow) The crew go to the club and the 'little incident' that was supposed to happen this chappy will most probably be in the next one.

Author's Note: There it is, short, but its there. Anyway hope you guys liked it leave me your reviews.

Kaibun