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Chapter 6:
Accapella
Gohan didn't like the city. Quite frankly he didn't like college. It was just his luck that the two went hand in hand, much like peanut butter than jelly do if peanut butter and jelly were out to destroy lives.
"Gohan! Gohan! Wait up!" he had to bite his tongue to stifle a groan. It was Videl. Again. He couldn't remember the last time he had had a free moment between her and his mother. As far he could tell they were planning a wedding without him. He was beginning to think one day he would be informed he had to put on this suit, go stand up by that altar, say I do, and smile.
Then he saw an ally. He shouldn't, really.
He shouldn't.
It would be wrong.
To hell with wrong, he ducked into the alley and sped away as fast as he could.
He could hear his mother screaming in his head, "Go back there! How dare you run away from you future wife!" Then his dad saying, "I thought you liked Videl." Then Goku would scratch his head and stand there dumbly while his mother took the opportunity to rant and rave a little more.
"What are you running from?" a voice said from behind him. There stood a petite girl with shoulder length black streaked blond hair. "Or is it someone you're running from?"
"Ah," Gohan said, feeling actutly embarrassed. "It was no one."
"Ah, no one, I run away from that person a lot too," she said, winking. He stared at her, at a loss.
"Who are you?" he managed to say to this forward creature.
"Oh, sorry, the name's Vegeta."
"Excuse me?" he must have heard wrong.
"Vegeta, my name is Vegeta," she said slowly. "It's a family name, goes to the first born whether it's a boy or girl. A little strange I know, but hey, call me Vara."
"Where do you get Vara from Vegeta?"
"No where, but its what my dad called me before he died so it just stuck," she held out her hand. He accepted it and shook.
"I'm Gohan," he said, finding speech a little easier. If her father was dead, then she wasn't related to Vegeta. So that was okay then.
"Wanna grab a coffee with me? I was just on my way to this little café around the corner if your interested," she offered.
"I have to get home-" wait. He was twenty. Why did he have to go anywhere? "I'd love to get coffee."
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"He's gone?" Goku said in shock. That didn't make sense. Vegeta was always here to spar with him. He wouldn't go anywhere. He was supposed to be here. "Where did he go?"
"He didn't go anywhere," Bulma said angrily. "He left. He's not coming back. He abandoned me and Trunks, and as soon as I can get a hold of papers we'll be divorced as well."
"Divorced?" Goku repeated, the word feeling heavy on his tongue. He didn't like it.
"Yes, divorced. I hope he's happy," Bulma said savagely. "Actually, I hope he dead on the side of some road somewhere."
"Bulma," Goku said sharply, starting to feel his temper rise. "Don't say things like that. Vegeta wouldn't just leave without a cause. You must have done something."
"Excuse me?" Bulma shrieked in outrage. "I did nothing! No, I take that back- I did everything! He's the lousy one who did nothing but train! He never cared about me! He never cared about Trunks either!"
"That's not true- he loved Trunks!"
"Well he's got a sucky way of showing it!"
"What did you do?" Goku asked again.
"Get out!" Bulma said, looking on the verge of attempting to hit him. "Get out if you're going to take his side! You were supposed to be my friend, but since you clearly care about him more- get out! I don't want to see you here ever again!"
"Fine. I'm going to go find Vegeta. You stay here and be the bitch you are," Goku said coldly, taking off abruptly.
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"Well this is it," B said, looking vaguely proud of the mess that Vegeta could only assume was the apartment he was going to be living in. He stifled a snort. It reminded him of his quarters back on the space station with him…
"Nice," Vegeta said, miraculously keeping his voice level.
"It's a pig sty," Aiyu said, wrinkling her nose. "If you ever become overwhelmed with the disgusting, me and Sakura are across the hall and Tayla and Caillin are upstairs, but I wouldn't recommend ever visiting them up there." The two mentioned smirked.
"So what do you think?" B asked.
"I think it'll do," Vegeta answered. And he did. He could do this. And he wouldn't let things go so wrong this time. No, this time things would be different. He would make sure of that…
"Come to me (so you can sleep)
Come to me (so I can breathe)
Just come to me
Stumble into a trap (so I can save you)
Trip and fall (so I can pick you up)
But only when I'm near
I am your savior
So you'll never know
The fear or pain I felt
Going through the years
Make a wish (I'll make it come true)
Blow out candles (on the cake I made you)
Together- celebrate
Miss a word (I'll say it again)
Don't see a thing (I'll describe it to you)
So I can guide you
I am your savior
So you'll never know
The fear or pain I felt
Going through the years
I've spent time
Sitting in a cell
I've spent time
By a burning building
I've spent time
Watching cars drive by
I've spent time
But you won't have too because
I am your savior
So you'll never know
The fear or pain I felt
Going through the years,"
Kairyu sang quietly.
"This'll be fun," she said once she finished.
"Yeah," Vegeta agreed. "Fun."
A/N: All right. Not a lot of Vegeta. And I didn't update last Friday. I was bad. Very bad. Oh well. I think it was because I was crushed that no one reviewed my Charmed story Blood Lined Clouds 'cept one person. I made me very said indeed. So hence, no chapter, and minimal Vegeta this chapter. In fact, minimal wording this chapter. And not what I hoped to get across with Gohan, so you'll see him next chapter whether you like him or no. So there. Muahahahhaahahahahaha
CHAPTER 4 (and two and one):
QuaxoI had a line, it just didn't show up –scowls- I hate it when it does that to me…Goten with split personalities, possibilities- kidding. Thanks, its nice to hear (or a least pretend) that my story had a little depth. And your right about the Sayians, all fight, all the time. They wouldn't have lasted at all. Although I suppose it can be argued fighting in the end did lead them to their death, so perhaps it really was all they had…but I don't think so. We never saw really saw how things were among (not to sound condescending or anything) but among the higher class sayians, all we ever saw as third class soldiers and a couple working under Freiza with no home planet- and we didn't even see what they did all those years except kill people, and they must have done something else…I'm rambling now, I apologize. You probably don't care. So thanks for your review, and I hope I didn't bore you with this reply
NitaraThanks, and believe me this fast updating is a new thing for me. Its shocking.
Vicki: Thanks. No other words here either. Now for your other review: Yes, Vegeta is lonely. That's the point. So it will get better (eventually) and this is no exactly a Bulma fan fic (though I do like her)
CHAPTER 5:
DixieBlondeGlad to hear you love it, here's the next chapter, hope you love it too.
Anjanka: -grinning- Why do they look like his friends from the past? Hmmmm –cackles madly- I update almost every day after school. I just got lazy last Friday. Now I've over it.
Kit-kite: Thanks. And no more Goten…for now…eventually he'll show up again…it can't be helped…I'll try to stay away from his POV though…
Viper-Vegeta: Thanks, I plan to, hope you liked this one!
So I hope everyone liked this chapter. I will see you all tomorrow.