My Band
Chapter 4: A Feeling Never Felt
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"Hey Bulma!" Goku chirped, taking a seat across from her as he entered the kitchen through the backyard screen door. "Two more days till the performance!"
"Yep."
"I can't wait! Gohan's gonna have a blast. And I know Chi-Chi will love the break."
"I'm surprised Chi-Chi's going along with it. Usually she'd say how music is a bad influence on Gohan."
"Well that was her first reaction. But then Vegeta told her something about how people who can read and play music have a tendency to do well in math. Then he casually mentioned the estimate of money our CD would sell, and split that in half with me, and suddenlly she was all for it. Said something about how that much money could get him into any college."
Bulma laughed. "So why are you taking the week off? Shouldn't you be training?"
"Yea, but I'll wait till Chi-Chi releases Gohan from his one week study break. If anyone's going to determine the outcome of the android battle, it will be him."
"If you say so. You've never steered us wrong before. I guess it'll also kind of be a going away party for everyone. Everyone's doing everything after the party happens. So where's Vegeta?"
"Left. Said he's getting something for the performance."
Meanwhile...
"Half-breed!" Vegeta whispered in a harsh tone. "Get out here." Gohan, bewildered by the man at his window, complied. "Take this," Vegeta ordered, shoving a bass in Gohan's hands. "I'm going to teach you to play this, but you won't tell anyone. Not even your father." Gohan nodded when he noticed the warning look Vegeta was giving him.
"Alright. Let's get started before that banshee notices."
Back to Bulma...
"Vegeta's really into this. I mean, I love it, but its surprising he enjoys it just as much as I do."
"Really? He's having that much fun?"
"Haven't you noticed? He's having such a great time when we play. And those songs he wrote were so personal!"
"No way," Bulma said in a gossipy tone, leaning forward towards Goku in interest.
"Yea," Goku repeated, his voice unconsiously softening as if someone were listening in and leaning forward towards Bulma as well. "He'd probably just say he was copying Earth music trens or something if you ask him about it, but those songs... they lyrics related a little TOO close to him, if you know what I mean."
Bulma nodded. "Wow, I'll have to pay attention to the lyrics when you guys sing."
"We sound so good! We should've done this a long time ago. Then we'd have had an easier time loosening him up."
"I don't think he would've done it if he hadn't already been softened up a little."
"Damn right I'm getting soft," a voice growled from the open screen door. "It's your fault, woman."
"MY fault?" There's nothing wrong with loosening up a bit!"
"Whatever," he said, waving her off with his hand. "Kakarott, you'd better not be revealing anything."
"No way!" Goku excalimed defensively, holding his hands up like Vegeta had a gun. Not that Vegeta needed one.
"I'm gonna go set up the stage," Vegeta explained on his way out.
"Now? But you've got tomorrow to do that," Bulma reasoned.
"Unlike you, I don't procrastinate."
"Well!" she huffed as he left.
"That just means he likes you," Goku reasoned with a grin.
"What? That's ridiculous."
"'It's your fault I'm getting soft?' C'mon, he LOVES you. No one else can get to him like you do."
Surprisingly, Bulma giggled. "I can't honestly say I've never entertained the idea."
"This is perfect. Just like Trunks said," Goku thought happily. "I'm surprised you two haven't hooked up already," Goku gossiped. "You're perfect for each other!"
Vegeta, leaning against the wall outside by the door, concentrated on keeping his ki down while listening to Goku. His interest in eavesdropping had peaked when he heard what Goku said as he left.
"Moron. Though he has a point. She's the only suitable woman on this planet."
"You both can't stand each other, but only tolerate the other and no one else."
"That's not true!" Bulma insisted.
"If I tried to pull off half the things Vegeat says or does to you, you'd either maim me or tell Chi-Chi to," Goku explained wisely, suddenly the expert on matchmaking. "Vegeta sees you as his equal."
Bulmat thought for a moment. "He's demanding..."
"...and strong..."
"...and bossy..."
"...and witty..."
"...and pigheaded..."
"...and tactical."
"He's arrogant!"
"Which is all the more a compliment that he likes you."
"He SO egotistical..."
"...especially to you."
"He hates me!"
"He's good to you. He practically spoils you with the way he takes your BS."
"He's stubborn."
"Like you?"
"He's a jerk.."
"...and he protects you..."
"...and he's GORGEOUS," Bulma conceeded with a sigh of defeat. Vegeta was getting rather uncomfortable listening to them talk about him.
"I wouldn't know," Goku said with a grin.
"C'mon. It's not gay for a guy to admit that nother guy could attract women." Goku laughed at that explanation.
"I won't take that chance. Chi-Chi would have a heart attack, and she's much too young."
"How is she anyway?" Bulma asked, laughing. They continued to converse on other topics. Satisfied that they weren't talking about him anymore, Vegeta stopped paying attention.
"Why was Kakarott trying to convince her about me? He has no motive." His thoughts turned to Bulma. "Kakarott's right. She's perfect for me. Intelligent, strong-willed, and damned stubborn. Lets not forget beautiful." He felt an unfamiliar and unknown feeling starting to rise. Again. It was the same feeling that compelled him to sing to her. Twice.
Sighing as he struggled to supress it, he started walking towards where the stage was going to be, remembering to keep his power down, and di not let it back up until he was safely near the stage area.
Goku inside was grining. He'd felt a very familiar and known ki signature flickering outside the door during his conversation.
That takes care of that! Three chapters until its done! Please review. I love reviews. Especially when they make a good point or point out a mistake to me or something. Feel free to e-mail me too. Yahoo has this new 1 GB thingy, so isn't that convienent?