Ok ... school...ugh. I love writting this story, so you don't have to worry about me not updating ... but I don't know how long I will be able to keep up this pace.
Last time: The truth was told. Now every one knows that in Bailey's dimension they're a story.
Chapter 10 - Shower
Bailey stayed in her room for two whole days, and for the last day it was more because of duty then actual feeling. After all, Bailey hadn't seen Molly for about six months, two months before she had come. After her grandfather's death, Bailey had stopped reading at the hospital, therefore, not seeing that much of her. It wasn't like she wasn't mourning. She mourned with each passing day, she would see her body each night, but by the end of the week, she could smile again. Not the same smile as before, but she was determined to live, not only physically, but mentally as well.
Goku, during the two days, would come in and talk to her. Sometimes all Bailey could do was cry on his shoulder and other times she couldn't do anything but look at him. Those were times of panic for Goku. Her eyes would seem so distant, when they had once been so full of life. He would tell a joke, or a funny story, anything to bring a spark of life back into her. Nothing seemed to work. However, by the second day, she started to come back alive.
Goku could have cried in relief when he heard her laugh at one of his pathetic attempts at a joke. "Goku, you should never become a comedian." Was all she said, but it was more then she had said since their argument.
He also knew that his ancestors had heard the whole conversation between himself and Bailey that night. At first, Goku thought they had bugged the room, but after a careful analysis of the room, one time that Bailey had been asleep, he could not find any. He therefore made a mental note to check carefully outside the room before any private conversations.
It happened on the third day after their arrival, Goku was putting together a tray to take up to Bailey, with Bulma's help of course, when Bailey walked into the kitchen. She was wearing pajama pants and a white tank-top. She didn't say anything, merely went to the kitchen table and sat down beside Vegeta. "Pass the milk please," she asked politely. Vegeta looked like he was on the verge of telling her to get it for herself, when he caught Bulma's eye. Grumbling about stupid women, he passed the milk over to Bailey, who then looked at Goku.
No words were needed. Goku knew what they were saying. He went to the cupboard and got a glass out, passing it to Bailey. He then smiled, as the others looked on in amazement, as Bailey drank the entire liter of milk in a matter of seconds. "Saiyins might eat a lot, but no one can drink as much milk as Bailey," Goku said proudly.
"Thank god I don't eat as much as you, I would weigh as much as an elephant," Bailey said, looking up at Goku as he took a seat next to her. He placed the tray in front of her, which she started to attack with almost too much enthusiasm. Goku didn't blame her. She had barely touched her food for the last two days.
"Nice to see you're back into the world of the living," Bulma said, sitting on the other side of Vegeta.
"Nice to be back," Bailey smiled.
After that she had started to come back slowly. Bailey was amazed to find that Vegeta Sr. and Vegeta Jr. were almost exactly the same, and yet not. The Vegeta here was obsessed with training and so was the Vegeta back home. The one here liked to eat A LOT, so did the one back home. The one here had a snotty attitude that made Bailey want to kick his ass, so did the one back home. The only major difference was that, the Vegeta back home opened up a lot easier. That's not to say that it was easy to get the Vegeta back home to open up and call you his friend, but it was easier then the Vegeta of this time.
Bulma was also another mystery that Bailey loved to observe. She was so smart and yet she couldn't bake to save her life. Luckily, Bailey and Goku had taken over the cooking around the house, which surprised the Brief family, for supposedly the Goku of this time was not a very good cook. At that comment, which had been put more abrasively by Vegeta, Goku just smiled and said he got it from his mom.
By the end of the week, Bailey was back to her old self, or as back as one could be after finding the corpse of a friend, but she hadn't left the CC. So on a bright, cheerful Sunday Bailey stood in the shower thinking of asking the Briefs to have a wake for Molly. She showered quickly, for the bathroom that was attached to Goku's room, and she didn't want to be caught naked. Though, so far, they had different showering times, and had never met while in there. As she stepped out of the shower, she spun around at the sound of the door.
There was Goku…naked. Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my God! He's naked! Was all she could think, wait a minute … I'm naked. She turned around to face the shower door, grabbing the closest towel. Goku, a little late, put his clothes to cover all the … important parts of his anatomy. "Just tell me once your decent." Bailey said in a squeaky voice. Her face was red in embarrassment. At least no one else was in the room.
Unfortunately, with Bailey's improved well being, came her unlucky streak. For at that precise moment, Vegeta barged in, hoping to spar. Quickly followed by Bulma, who was ranting about something Vegeta had either broken or didn't do, quickly followed by Trunks and Goten (Goten had spent the night … meaning that the rest of them were running on a little or no sleep), who were trying to get Bulma's attention, though it was completely useless since she was in the rant with Vegeta, who wasn't paying any attention to her.
All talking quickly stopped. Bulma looked ready to faint. Bailey wanted the floor to swallow her whole. "It seems like you are feeling better," Vegeta sneered directly at Bailey. Goten and Trunks looked at the two of them, but not finding any reason for them to be so embarrassed, and being curious children, decided to ask why they were embarrassed. "Well," Bailey said, "I'm naked and I just saw Goku naked and your parents now have a very WRONG idea in there head." Bailey tried to keep her voice level, which was hard for one who was wearing not but a towel, but the look on Vegeta's face made her straighten her back. "Actually know would be a good time to ask you guys if we could have a wake for Molly."
There was a bit of a pause. "What's a wake?" Goku asked, while adjusting his clothes to make certain everything was … covered.
"You guys don't have wakes?"
Everyone shook their heads slowly, except Bulma who was still staring at them, lost in thought. Bailey would bet all she owned, which wasn't that much considering that she had once again been dumped in a different place, that Bulma was dying to call Chichi to tell her that she could be expecting great, great, great grandchildren soon.
"Well, wakes are when … when people you care about die and you have a party, usually with close friends and celebrate the person," she tried to explain.
"You celebrate the fact they're dead, aren't you supposed to have been friends?" Trunks asked, somewhat mortified.
"No! You celebrate the life they lived. It's kinda like saying good bye. You drink and dance and tell stories. Molly had one for my Grandpa… I think we should do one for her, she was Irish after all!" Bailey said.
"Well, I think we could definitely have a party here," Bulma said cheerfully. "How about tomorrow?"
"T-tomorrow? Isn't that a bit … soon?" Bailey asked.
"Of course not! Come on Vegeta, boys, lets leave these two together. I have a phone call to make!" Bulma waved cheerfully as she closed the door. Bailey looked at Goku, who was still naked.
"Um. Could I use the shower?" Goku asked, blushing fiercely. Bailey felt her throat dry up. She nodded as her back hit the wall, not able to take her eyes off of him, giggled, then ran out the door… or would have. Pull not push, Bailey scolded herself, as she finally opened the door.
After Goku was down in the shower, he went to Bailey's room. When she heard the knock, she smiled, knowing it was Goku. He obviously did not want to have a repeat of the shower incident. Too bad, she wouldn't mind seeing him naked more often. Her face started to burn.
"Heya!" she greeted. Goku was on the other side, he too seemed to be blushing, but he quickly got over it and smiled.
"We have been told to deliver the invitations to the wake."
At the Son's residence, it seemed they came in just enough time for lunch. While the saiyins stuffed their faces, Bailey told Chichi about the wake. She, of course, had never heard of it and so Bailey had to explain again. When that was done, the saiyins were done and Goku Jr. and Bailey had to go off. As they left, they distinctly heard Chichi say, "Wait until you're married before another shower episode!" Goku and Bailey automatically looked away from each other.
The next stop was the Kame house. It happened much the same. Bailey found it nice though, since she hadn't exactly had time to visit with them before. They said they would be delighted to go, after a long discussion about what exactly a wake was. They also seemed to know about the shower incident.
The next one they went to was Piccolo, though that was more by accident then anything else. They had been flying back, thinking they had invited enough people, especially since they had said that they could be friend, when they had seen him meditating in the middle of a field. Goku and Bailey had flown over, where Bailey had to explain AGAIN what a wake was and AGAIN he seemed to know about the shower incident.
"How does news travel so fast here?" Bailey asked angrily, as they flew back to the CC. "I mean even Piccolo knew. What did Bulma do, broadcast it to the world?"
"I wouldn't put it past her." Goku said, then smirked, "I bet I could beat you to the CC."
"You are SO on!" Bailey said, he just laughed and blasted ahead of her. "Hey! You didn't say go!"
So, hope you enjoyed. RR. please. Well, this was much more light hearted then the last two... which do you guys prefer. I mean I already have the basice story plan, but it might be nice to know if you guys think I should go for the more humouress view, or the darker one. Or is it good the way it is, switching back and forth? RR.
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