Football Chapter 8: A Kiss and a Date, a dragon ball z fanfic

HI EVERYBODY!! I'm sure you're all SOOOO glad to see that I'm back for another chapter, aren't you? Of course you are! I hope everybody had a nice…uh…week, this past…week. I know it's been forever and a day, but…I've been soooo busy, and I just got back from vacation, so I didn't want to keep you waiting any longer. Hope you enjoy it!!

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Chapter 8 – A Kiss and a Date

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8:45 Monday Morning

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Bulma sat on the hood of her car, waiting for her friends to show up. She glanced down at her watch and sighed, they should have been to school by now. She determined that she would wait a couple more minutes before going in without them.

She tapped her foot impatiently, "They are so dead," she declared. Just as she was about to go inside, Chichi and 18 pulled up. She stalked over to the two girls, fuming.

"Where have you been," she demanded, placing her hands on her hips and sending them both a death glare.

18 put her hand behind her head, "Uh…we, uh…had a long weekend." They both smiled and Bulma studied them both apprehensively, they were definitely hiding something. She dismissed the thought and pulled the two toward the building.

"So, Bulma, how was your weekend," Chichi asked, grinning.

Bulma smirked, "It was okay…"

The two girls gaped at her. "Bulma, we need more information that that! Give us details," 18 commanded. The girl just smirked.

"I just had a long weekend, that's all."

"Bulma Briefs, if you don't tell us—" Chichi started to say.

"Hey, Bulma, what's up?" The three girls whirled around to see Courtney and a few other cheerleaders. "So, what happened with you and Vegeta on Saturday? We saw it on the news yesterday, but we wanted to get the story straight from you." She put her arms around Bulma's shoulders and steered her away from Chichi and 18.

"Uh, Courtney, why don't you just leave me alone and ask him yourself, here he comes," Bulma suggested, pointing down the hall.

"Great idea! Vegeta!" Courtney sang as she dashed down the hall. Bulma turned back to her friends, shaking her head.

"They're so nosy. C'mon, we're gonna be late." She hooked her arms with her two best friends' and they walked to homeroom together.

They sat in their usual spot in the back and 18 and Chichi turned to their friend.

"So…what happened?"

Bulma smiled; there was no way she was going to spill that easy.

"Why don't you ask him yourself," she suggested once more as Vegeta stalked into the room and sat down near the trio of girls.

"Hey, Vegeta, what's up," 18 asked, trying not to be too obvious in her snooping.

"Just ask," he said with a hint of irritation.

"What happened," the two asked in unison. He smirked at Bulma before leaning closer to the two inquisitive girls.

"Well, first, we went into the movie theatre and we made out in the back seats, and then after the movie was over, we had a little…"he paused, "date of our own in the back seat of my car, then we went to a hotel and…let's just say we had some, fun, until about 5 in the morning."

He leaned back in his chair and put his hands behind his head, closing his eyes.

Chichi and 18 just stared at Bulma, eyes wide, mouths hanging open. "Bulma, how could you! What—How—When--…" Chichi stuttered.

Bulma stared at the two gaping girls, then back at Vegeta before bursting out laughing. Her two friends looked at her, perplexity evident in their eyes.

"Uh, Bulma, what exactly is so funny?"

She ignored the question and turned back to Vegeta, "Did you tell Courtney that, too?"

He nodded, not moving and she turned back to her friends. "I'll tell you later," she assured them before watching as the teacher walked in.

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1st Period Math

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By first period, the rumors of Vegeta and Bulma's date had spread throughout the whole school. Bulma smiled as she saw the other students pointing and whispering about her as they walked down the hall.

The small group reached the Math room and they all waved as Krillin left to go to his class.

They sat down near the back, like they always did. The room was abuzz with the recently acquired information about what supposedly happened with Bulma and Vegeta.

Bulma smiled slightly and leaned closer to Vegeta. "Look what you did," she whispered.

He smirked, "You told me to."

"I didn't think you'd actually do it."

"Then why did you tell me to?"

"Uh, Bulma?" They both turned to Chichi and 18. They looked at Bulma expectantly.

"What?" she asked.

"You said you were going to tell us what happened," 18 stated.

"Okay," she sighed, "This is how it really happened." She cast a glare in Vegeta's direction before continuing.

"We went to the movies, watched the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, which by the way was so unrealistic, but he insisted we watch it. So, after that, we drove back and I dared him to tell everybody all this stupid stuff because I didn't actually think he'd do it, but he did… and that's it."

They both looked at her suspiciously. "So, you two didn't really—" Chichi asked.

"No," Bulma cut her off before she could even finish the thought. They both let out a sigh of relief.

"You had us scared there for a minute, Bulma," Chichi sighed.

Bulma rolled her eyes, leave it to her two best friends to believe all the rumors.

Chichi and 18 told Courtney, and Courtney told the rest of the cheerleaders, who told all of the football players, who told the rest of the school, and by lunch time people didn't know what was the truth.

The small group made their way into the cafeteria and took their seats, after Goku and Vegeta loaded up two trays each.

"I didn't have breakfast this morning," Goku explained.

"And what's your reason?" Chichi questioned Vegeta.

"I'm hungry."

She rolled her eyes. "Riight, well since you two are so hungry, we'll just sit at that table with Courtney," Chichi replied. The three girls turned and stalked over to Courtney's table where they sat down.

Vegeta huffed and sat down, as Goku followed. The two ate in silence for a few minutes before Goku looked up and caught Vegeta gazing in Bulma's direction. Goku waved his hand back and forth in front of Vegeta's face.

"Hello? Earth to Vegeta," he said.

Vegeta turned to him angrily, "What is it Kakkarot," he yelled. Goku smiled stupidly.

"You like her don't you?"

"Like who," Vegeta demanded.

"Bulma."

"I do not like that wench."

"You want her."

"Want her to leave me alone."

"I'm gonna tell her," Goku exclaimed, jumping up.

"Kakkarot," Vegeta growled.

"I thought you didn't like her," Goku smiled.

"I don't I just…" He paused. Just what? He didn't really like the wench…he couldn't…could he? No, he was Vegeta Ouji, the football legend. He was the tough guy. He didn't like girls…except this one.

Before he could say another thing Goku had sprinted over to Bulma's table.

"Bulma! Bulma! Guess what!" He breathed, "Vegeta said—"

He was cut off by the bell ringing. Bulma stood up, "Sorry, Goku I didn't hear you. You'll have to tell me later," she said, and with that she walked out.

Goku walked back over to Vegeta. "What'd she say Kakkarot?"

"Nothing,"

"You didn't tell her?"

"Well…yeah"

"You're not making any sense."

"I sorta told her."

"Sorta? So you didn't tell her."

"The bell rang before I could," Goku said. Vegeta nodded in understanding and waltzed out of the cafeteria, with Goku trailing behind.

"Why did you want to know what she said?" Goku asked mischievously.

"I don't know! Leave me alone!" Vegeta shouted before stalking off to his class, not realizing that everyone had Ph. Ed last period.

Goku walked after him.

They both reached the football field before the coach, so they decided to take a seat on the bleachers. The cheerleaders, meanwhile, were stretching and practicing their cheers.

Vegeta couldn't help glancing over in their direction a few times, just watching her flawless figure. She was just so beautiful, he had to admit.

"Hello?"

Vegeta's head snapped up. "What, Kakkarot!" He barked.

Goku smiled, "I saw that."

"Saw what?"

"You."

"What?"

"I saw you staring at her," Goku said happily. "And I'm going to go tell her." And with that, he walked off.

Vegeta shook his head, that guy definitely needed serious mental help.

"Hey Vegeta," He turned around as Radditz called his name.

"What?"

"She's a hot one, Veg, I don't blame ya for wantin' her." Immediately some of the guys started laughing. Vegeta just smirked.

"I don't have to want her. I can get any girl I want. All I have to do is say 'hey gorgeous' and they melt," he said arrogantly.

The Wide Reciever, Brian, leaned in closer. "You really think so?" He asked.

Vegeta looked at him, not answering.

"Are you willing to bet…let's say…$50 bucks on that?" he asked.

Vegeta's smirk widened, "What are we betting on?"

"$50 bucks says that you can't get her in a week," Brian said.

"$50 bucks says I can," Vegeta replied.

"I'll take that bed, I mean bet," another guy said. There were ripples of laughter.

"Shake on it," Brian commanded. Vegeta extended his hand and the two shook.

Vegeta stood up, "Well, I'm going to go charm the ladies. Watch and learn," and he turned and stalked toward the other end of the field.

Goku, meanwhile, had been trying to talk to Bulma, but she had told him she was, "busy", so he reluctantly took a seat on the bleachers.

Chichi saw him and came to sit down next to him. "What's wrong, Hun?" she asked.

He smiled, "Nothing. Just trying to tell Bulma something, but I haven't gotten the chance yet," he replied.

"Well, what is it?" Chichi asked.

"Vegeta likes her," Goku said simply. Chichi gasped.

"He what? You can't be serious! Oh my gosh!" She went on and on. "Goku we have to do something!" She exclaimed.

He gave her a weird look, "Like what?"

"Well…"

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Vegeta walked past where Goku and Chichi were sitting on the bleachers. They were so engulfed with their conversation that they didn't even notice him walking by. He contemplated exactly how to approach Bulma when she screamed.

"Chichi Mau! Get over here! We need you for this!" She sighed, Chichi wasn't showing any signs of even hearing her. "Okay, fine then, 10 minute break, then it's back to it!" She shouted. The girls scattered and Vegeta took that as his cue.

Bulma had dropped her water bottle and went behind the bleachers to retrieve it. He walked up behind her and slid his hands around her waist. "Hey gorgeous," he whispered in her ear.

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"So, that's the plan?" Goku asked. Chichi nodded. "But Chi,"

"Shh," she snapped. Instantly he went quiet. They both heard someone talking. They turned around and saw Vegeta and Bulma talking.

"What are they doing under the bleachers," Goku whispered as they watched on in curiosity.

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She spun around, "Vegeta? Gosh, you scared me! What are you--?"

She didn't get a chance to finish her sentence. He pressed his lips to hers and kissed her passionately. For a moment before she was shocked, and then it was over.

"Vegeta, what—why--?" He pressed his finger to his lips and she was silent. He turned to walk away.

"Vegeta! Wait! You can't just kiss me like that, then leave!"

"Why not?"

She sighed, "You know it'll be all over the school in about 15 minutes."

"They don't have to know."

"But they will. They'll find out. They'll make us talk."

"We'll talk later," he said, and with that, he walked away. She stared after him. What did that mean? He would talk to her later? They would tell everyone else later?

She sighed once more, "Vegeta, you confuse me," she said, before walking after him.

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Chichi gasped. "Goku! Did you see that?"

"I told you he liked her," he shrugged.

"Well, yeah, but I didn't know he liked her like that! Oh, my gosh, Goku, there's been a change of plans."

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"Chichi!" Bulma exclaimed, "Where were you? We were looking for you!"

She smiled nervously, "I was just, uh, talking to Goku."

"Well, c'mon, we need you." Bulma grabbed her arm and dragged her to the middle of the field. "OKAY, BREAK'S UP! FRONT AND CENTER PEOPLE!!" She called.

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Vegeta waltzed back down to where the rest of the team had already begun practice.

"Hey, Vegeta, what'd you do down there?" Radditz asked.

"None of your business,'' he smirked.

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Bulma waited for 18 and Chichi in the parking lot after school. They came out together, talking about something.

"Hey, guys, what's up?" she asked.

18 glanced at Chichi who shook her head, "Nothing, we'll talk about it when we get to your house," she said.

"Okay."

They rode in almost complete silence before 18 finally spoke up.

"Okay, Bulma, I can't take it anymore. I have to know," she said.

Bulma looked perplexed, "What?"

18 glanced at Chichi before she asked, "What happened with you and Vegeta today?"

Bulma blushed slightly, and turned away. "I—I didn't think anyone saw."

"So what happened?" It was Chichi's turn to ask.

Bulma sighed, "I—I went to get my water bottle, and he just…kissed me. I tried to say something, but he just walked away. He said, 'We'll talk later.'"

They were silent.

"How did you guys know about that anyway," Bulma asked accusingly.

Chichi spoke up, "Goku and I were talking and we heard you two. We saw you through the bleachers."

"Did you tell anyone else?"

She shook her head, "No, only 18. I told Goku to keep it quiet until I talked to you about it, but 18 had to open her big mouth…"

"Well, we're here now, so let's go do something." Bulma suggested. The other two nodded and they clambered out of the car.

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After a few hours of goofing off, Chichi and 18 went home. Bulma sat on her bed, trying to decide what to do when the phone rang, startling her.

It rang again. She looked at it, confused, who would be calling her now? She picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Woman?" She instantly recognized the voice.

"Vegeta? How did you get the number to my private line?"

"You gave it to me at the skating rink, remember?" She had to smile.

"Yeah. I didn't know you still had that."

"Yeah, well…" He didn't know what to say.

"Well, what?"

"I—I wanted to know if you wanted to go see another movie with me, maybe on Wednesday," he blurted out.

She smiled, "Are you asking me out?"

Silence.

"…I guess I can find some time to go…" she said.

"What time do you want me to pick you up?" he asked. The worst was over, she had said yes.

"How about 8?"

"Fine."

"Okay, I guess I'll see you—" She was greeted by the dial tone. "No he did not just hang up on me!" she exclaimed, placing the phone back in it's cradle. She contemplated whether or not to call Chichi and 18 to tell them before she remembered what had happened last time.

"Maybe not," she mumbled before putting on her pajamas. "Today was officially, a weird day," she said to herself.

She climbed in the bed and drifted off to sleep, visions of Vegeta floating around in her head.

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That's all folks! Lol, don't you love Looney Toons? Anyways, I'm really sorry that it took me so long to get this chapter up, but I'll try to make it up. I don't know if I can put up a chapter every week, but I'll try really hard. I hope you guys still love me enough to review. Please!!

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