Hello everyone I'm new to the site, my name is Jason but please just call me JJ. I'm a big fan a girl named Psyconorikan and her manga. She's an american but her characters and her story are soo beautiful. If you want to see some pics of her just check my profile. My favorite coupling is going to sound weird but it's one of her characters Michiru/Michelle and Vegeta from DBZ, so I'm currently writing a story about them.
Go ahead and flame me or whatever I really don't care. But please don't insult Michelle's character, I have great respect for the char and the manga she is in. If you don't like stories that involve anyone OTHER than Bulma, simply don't read. And she is not a "Mary Sue" you can say it all you want but I know she's not so whateva. And she's soon to be published in 2007 by Seven Seas Publishing.
Summary: This story involves two character known as Michelle/Michiru and Edgar/Edegaru from one of my favorite mangas (that's soon to be published) This story has nothing to do with that mang however, the two characters were born and raised in the DBZ world and this is my story.
Disclaimer: DBZ belongs to Akira Toriyama, Michelle/Michiru and Edgar/Edegaru belong to Psyconorikan. I have her permission to use her characters.
An Untold Love
Chapter 1: Distracted
Michelle watched as the minutes slowly passed by at Capsule Corp. Could it possibly go any slower? This had to be the slowest day of all time... She was an employee at Capsule Corp, the head of the design department. Science was never really her favorite or best subject, she left that stuff to Bulma.
She was eighteen years old, almost nineteen now. She was a little above average height for a female. She had long blonde hair that was straight near the top and wavy starting at about the shoulder and down.
She had emerald green eyes that were wide and alert. Her figure was slender and feminine. Her hair also consisted of a delicate bead decoration that trailed down her golden locks, adding almost a glittery touch to her.
"Michelle, what's wrong? You look kind of dazed there." A voice came from behind her. Her lifelong friend and work partner at Capsule Corp., Edgar, stood staring with a look of confusion on his face.
He was seventeen and a half, a tall boy, and had dark, spikey hair to match his eyes. Him and Michelle were best friends and lived at Capsule Corp their entire lives. The two had been left with Bulma's parents when they were only infants. Their fathers were friends of theirs that had died in an overseas war, neither of them had a mother. Mrs. Breifs had offered to take them in, knowing an orphanage wouldn't be a good place to be left in.
So the two grew up there, they knew everything about Goku and his saiyan history. They knew all about Frieza and how he exterminated the saiyan race. They knew all about how Vegeta was the prince of the forgotten race. They pretty much knew everything that had went on.
It had been three years since Cell had been defeated and that Goku had been dead. The two teens had missed their dear friend greatly. Michelle just sighed and sat down, "Well I don't know... nothing is wrong really Edgar. I'm just having a little trouble finishing these new designs Bulma requested..." She finally responded with, tapping her pencil on the desk as she yawned.
Edgar took a seat next to her, he was also an employee at the corporation. He had been interested in cooking all his life and had always cooked for everyone there anyways. Bulma had finally decided to hire him as their official cook when he had turned seventeen.
"Well Michelle I'm sure you'll come up with something. It's really nothing to worry about anyways I mean it's not like they'd ever fire us right? We're practically related to one of the richest families in the world." Edgar said matter-of-factly.
Michelle nodded and stretched. "Hey you're right Edgar. Well, I guess I have it better then you anyways. At least whenever I don't finish my work right away I don't have Vegeta on my ass until it gets done right?" She laughed.
"Tell me about it! I thought Goku ate alot!" Edgar replied. The two laughed loudly together, Edgar actually fell out of his chair while laughing and suddenly stopped. Not because he banged his head against the floor, but because he realized the saiyan prince had been standing there against the GR door, listening to the whole thing.
Edgar turned red as he got up and just glared at Michelle like he was trying to tell her to shut up. She just continued laughing, not knowing Vegeta was only feet behind her.
"HAHAHAHAHAHA! Maybe Vegeta can finally win against Goku in an eating contest!" She said still laughing. She suddenly noticed Edgar's laughter had ceased and his face was red. "What? Edgar? What's wrong?" She asked, taking a drink from her can of Pepsi.
"Well well well. If it isn't the bimbo beadhead and the homo." Vegeta said, finally walking towards them. Michelle gulped her Pepsi nervously and spun around, "V... Vegeta! Hello there buddy! Heh heh..." She laughed innocently with a hand behind her head. He stopped inches from her and glared down at her.
"I'm surprised at you Michelle, usually when you talk shit you say it to my face. Turning into a coward lately are we?" She just sweatdropped, "Don't be stupid. It's not like I haven't called you a pig to your face before!" She replied with narrowed eyes.
"Well woman, at least my love for food doesn't show. I bet you wish you could say the same." He said with a cocky voice and an amused look on his face.
"Psh whatever, I know I'm not fat so talk all you want. You are soo full of yourself, you don't even look good anyways!" She said, lying at the end and taking another drink from her Pepsi.
Edgar finally stepped in, "I don't know Michi, he looks pretty damn good to me." He said, not embarrassed at all. Michelle and Vegeta were used to his talk of how great Vegeta looked. Michelle crossed her arms over her chest as Vegeta's ego gained another hundred points, "Why thank you Edgar. At least I know one of you has a brain." He said as he walked passed them and towards the exit of the room, "Speaking of food, I'm hungry. See you later."
"The stuff I made for you is in the fridge! Just put it in the microwave for a couple minutes!" Edgar called after him as Michelle threw her empty can in the direction the saiyan prince had disappeared in.
"GAH! Why do you always do that Edgar?" Michelle shouted furiously, sitting down with a look of frustration.
"Do what?" He asked, not knowing what she meant. "You ALWAYS boost his already over-inflated ego!"
"Well, I'm not gonna lie, he DOES look good. I don't know why you just can't admit it. But he wants you anyways not me." Edgar said to her.
Her eyes widened, "What the hell are you talking about? Hello? He's with Bulma and he has a kid. So how does that work?"
Edgar rolled his eyes, "I just know these things because I'm gay. With Bulma? Come on Michelle, they don't even sleep in the same room... You can't possibly be that dense."
"Edgar be realistic, he's thirty-six and I'm only eighteen. I mean come on. And besides, they were still together at one time. Just because they don't sleep in the same room doesn't mean anything." Michelle said, she had known Vegeta since he came to live at Capsule Corp from Namek and had always been attracted to him. She didn't deny any strong feelings she had for this man. Alas, she never told him how she felt.
"Michelle who cares how old he is? Don't you remember saiyans live longer then us? And believe me they aren't together, that whole thing happened when you were like thirteen anyways." Edgar argued.
"I don't even know why I'm discussing this, it's rediculous. I mean we don't even like eachother." She spat, continuing to draw away at the design she hadn't finished. Edgar just laughed, "Don't eeeeven go there. How many times has he saved you from death now? Like, a thousand or so? If anyone else attempted to say half the shit you say to him, well, I'm pretty sure you know what would happen. Not to mention the few times I've seen you two alone, you two are actually nice to eachother." Edgar said, watching Michelle's face turn red as she erased a line on the paper.
"What are you talking about? When?" Michelle asked nervously, looking up from her paper finally.
"Hmm let's see, perfect example was last week when you fell asleep on him when you two were watching T.V. together. You came asking everyone the next day that you didn't remember going to bed. Well, now you know what happened. He was the one that took you up to your bed."
"Shut up are you serious! Why were you even watching? I mean what are you some sort of stalker now!" She asked, wanting to die from embarrassment.
"Well, I was on my way to the kitchen and it just caught my eye so I kept watching. I thought it was cute." Edgar said with a smile. Michelle stood up, "Ok, I'm finished talking about this now. Look, it's eight o'clock, my shift was over an hour ago... I'm going to go change out of this uniform and take a shower ok? I'll see you later." She said, putting several papers together and sticking them into a folder.
Edgar sighed and watched her leave the room as Vegeta re-entered. He watched as she ran by him without saying anything and raised an eyebrow, "The hell is her problem?" He asked Edgar. Edgar yawned and opened a can of soda, "Oh nothing, we were just talking about... stuff. I thought you were eating?"
"I WAS eating, now I'm going to back to train. What kind of "stuff"?" Vegeta asked, wanting to know what the hell was going on.
"Oh you know, just talking about this guy she likes. She won't admit she likes him and he won't admit he likes her. That's all." Edgar said with amusment.
"Hmph, what a bunch of immature teen rubbish." Vegeta responded, Edgar noticed the slight hint of jealousy in his voice and just laughed.
"Well the guy she likes is really hot. I think you'd like him." Edgar said, laughing on the inside about Vegeta actually thinking there was some guy she liked. Who could it have possibly been? The two didn't even attend school since they already worked. Hell, she never even left Capsule Corp unless her and Edgar went out to see a movie or something.
"Hmph, yea right, he's probably a weak little human loser that goes with her to sch-..." Vegeta stopped when he finally remembered she had graduated two years ago. "Do you mean-"
"Well Vegeta I have to go, promised Bulma I'd babysit while she went out! Hope you enjoyed your meal! See ya!" Edgar said as he exited the room. Vegeta just watched as his friend left the room and sneered, "What do I care anyways?" He said to himself, entering the GR and turning the gravity to 500. He'd known the two since they were only kids.. He'd met Edgar when he was only ten and Michelle when she was only eleven.
He couldn't stand Michelle at first... but as the years passed, they became close friends. Him and Bulma had gotten together when she was only thirteen. How was he supposed to know he would end up falling for Michelle as she aged? His attraction to the young blonde girl had begun when she turned fifteen, which he admitted was REALLY wrong. He had feelings for Michelle for almost four long years and had never said anything about it.
Him and Edgar had often talked about many things as well. He considered Edgar a close friend, one of the few people he could talk to. He hadn't told him about his feelings for Michelle either. Hell, Edgar and Michelle had known more about the saiyan's past then anyone had.
He growled, shaking the thoughts from his head as he began performing push-ups in the bone crushing gravity with one finger. 'I need to stop thinking about this kind of pointless crap and just train! Damn it... I know you shall return one day Kakarot... and I WILL beat you!' He thought to himself.
Well that's all for chapter 1, I hope at least someone liked it and not everyone is as close minded here as I heard from one of my friends. Please review and I'll get chapter 2 up, I have it written but no point in posting if no one likes it right?