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Thanks also goes to heiress2thethrone for reviewing! Thanks and check out the stories by her/him too cuz they're good! And to answer your question for everyone, if there was any confusion about the title of chapter 2, it was just something I needed to think up for the title cuz I didn't know wut to call it so I kinda did a little something to do with the band that Vegeta is in. Carnage means like death and slaughter and stuff and everyone wants to know who these Carnage guys are and want to hear more of their kick ass music so I thought up 'Play me some tunes of death'. I hope that explains it for ya!
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Chapter 3
Vegeta's POV
"DING DONG"
I grumbled to myself realizing that I had to get the door since no one else was home. I walked lazily to the door as the person rang the door bell again. It was getting close to 9 on a Friday night and I just wanted to lounge around and watch TV.
"I'm fucking coming!" I snapped as I reached the door, clad in only my black sweat pants.
I opened it to find Bulma standing there with a playful frown on her face. She was wearing yellow baggy pajama pants that rested loosely on her hips and a white muscle shirt tank top.(with no bra OO…;D). Her hair was up in a lose pony tail and she was holding her pillow, a bunch of DVD's and food.
"You forgot didn't you?" She said and walked inside, walking right past me and into the living room.
"Clearly." I said closing the door and walked after her, "What the hell are you doing here?"
"It's movie night!" she said happily and threw her pillow and the movies down onto one of the couches.
I looked at her strangely, one eyebrow raised.
"Oh don't tell me you forgot about movie night!" she cried and put her hands on her hips.
"Clearly." I repeated and she shrugged.
"Remember? Every last Friday of the month we go to each others house and watch movies all night and eat junk food and drink pop. The last time you were here it was at my house so this time it's at yours!"
It was all starting to come back to me.
"Right…" I said, remembering completely.
"What, you don't want to?" she asked and crossed her arms, clearly a bit upset.
"I'm not going to watch chick flicks all night, correction, I wont." I retorted.
"No no, we always watch a 'chick flick' first, then a comedy, then an action, then a movie of my choice, then a movie of your choice, and lastly a horror. Remember?"
"Yeah, it's all coming back." I said and sat down on the other couch.
"Ok, I brought some popcorn, chips, chocolate, and 5 cent candies from 7/11." She said as she walked into the kitchen to put the popcorn in the microwave and everything else in bowls, "And we can just drink beer instead of pop."
"Now you're talkin'." I said and she threw me a can.
A few seconds later she came back with 3 bowls of food and a case of beer all in her arms. She set the beer down on the ground next to the couch so we could get some whenever without leaving the couch and then she set the bowls on the couch next to me.
"So what movie do I have to sit through first?" I asked and she looked through her pile and pulled one out, showing it to me while grinning.
I wanted to vomit.
"The Notebook?" I asked in disgust.
She nodded all giddy. I rolled my eyes as she popped it into the DVD player.
"You've probably seen this like 10 times." I said and she turned off all of the lights and sat down on the ground in front of me with her pillow and the bowl of popcorn.
"11, to be exact." She retorted and I shook my head at her as the movie started.
After 2 horrible hours the movie was finally over. Bulma went and took the movie out while sniffing slightly. This god awful movie actually made her cry. She whipped her temporary tears away as she pulled out the next movie.
"Transporter?" she asked and I nodded, thankful for a good movie, "I don't really feel like a comedy tonight."
"Who's this Allen fag I keep hearing about?" I asked as she put the movie in.
I was very curious as to who he was and what connection he had with her.
"He's an asshole, nothing more." She said shortly and sat on the other end of my couch with her pillow and beer in hand.
"Well why's he an asshole? Besides the fact that he's captain of the bloody hockey team." I said and drank some of my beer, "What a tool." I said to myself.
"He just is, alright." She said shortly once again as the movie started.
"C'mon woman, you can't leave it at that."
"We used to go out and he was the first guy I ever had sex with and once we did he dumped me, alright?" she snapped, clearly still upset about what he did to her.
It made my blood boil to hear her say that. What was even worse was that the guy was a fucking looser and he dumped the only good thing that would come into his faggot life.
I then realized that I did that almost every summer I spent here with the guys down at the lake. I'd meet some nice piece of ass, fuck her once and then go back to military school, not that I was complaining but…
She held her pillow tight and I decided to leave it at that.
Having to sit through 'The Phantom of the Opera', which was her movie of choice, I decided to focus my attention on something more, appealing.
She had moved herself onto the floor, absolutely hypnotized by the character that played the Phantom. She was on the floor in front of the couch and the TV lying on her stomach, the pillow underneath her upper body. Her knees were bent and were slightly swaying up and down as she hummed with one of the horrid songs. I looked over her body, not being able to stop myself from grinning. Her ass was almost perfect as it just popped out from her body, perfectly curved and firm by the looks of it through that thin pajama material. She was definitely wearing a thong, or perhaps a G-string? Both equally good.
She pulled her hair out of her pony tail and ran her fingers through her silky hair, wrapping the elastic around her wrist. It was amazing that something as common as running your hand through your hair could be so sexy.
"Stupid bitch!" she suddenly snapped as the movie just ended. She sat up on her knees, pouting.
"What, Phantom boy wasn't pleasing enough for you?" I asked and she looked back at me, almost annoyed.
"No he was perfect, it's just Christine didn't choose him, that bitch!" she said and went to go and take the movie out.
"Can you blame her? Half of his face is morphed! That's actually the only good part of the movie." I said.
"Well if I was her, I would have stayed with him." She said 'matter-of-factly'.
I couldn't help but laugh, "Yeah, right!"
"I would!" she said and turned to face me.
She was so sexy when she was mad.
"Just put in Scarface." I said, that being my movie of choice.
She rolled her eyes and put it in.
Bulma's POV
After sitting through Scarface, which wasn't entirely bad or boring, it was time for the last movie of the night. It was pretty early in the morning by now and I could tell he was just as tired as I was, but I still really wanted to watch the Exorcism of Emily Rose and so did he.
Once putting the movie in, I grabbed my pillow and went to go and sit down on the couch beside Vegeta, putting my legs up on his lap. He looked at me questioningly and I rolled my eyes, not believing he would forget all of this.
"We always sat together when we watched the scary movies!" I said and he just raised an eyebrow and shrugged, not complaining anymore or shoving me off of him.
About an hour later the door suddenly burst open and both Vegeta and I jumped since we were both tense because of the scary movie.
We looked to see who came in to see Torrance. Vegeta's parents were gone for the weekend so we knew it wouldn't be them.
She was wearing a short jean skirt that was torn and tattered at the bottom, with fishnet stockings and thick heeled boots. She was also wearing a red t-shirt with some kind of logo on it and a black long sleeved fishnet shirt over top that had a hole for her thumbs. Her straight bangs in the front were down and she had the rest of her short hair pulled into 2 very small pony tails. Once she saw us, me on Vegeta's lap, she grinned and shut the door behind her.
"What mom and dad don't know when they aren't home, eh Vegeta?" she asked.
"I'd say the same for you Tore, it's 4 in the morning." Vegeta said.
"I was at a bush party with some friends. Yes I was drinking but I walked, that's why I'm back so late. I didn't do anything, you can check my pupils if you want." She said and put her hands on her hips.
"Movie night." Vegeta replied.
"Oh right, the uh, infamous movie night." She said and looked at me, "He forgot didn't he?"
"Of course." I replied simply and smiled.
"What a dick, huh?" she said and then dodged a pillow that was hurled at her head as she laughed.
"Bitch, get out of here!" Vegeta snapped and she walked up to her room while laughing.
"Use a condom! I've got some if you need any!" she cried before entering her room.
Vegeta's POV
The movie was over and of course Bulma fell asleep. She always fell asleep when we were at my house, and I'd always fall sleep when we were at her place.
I gently laid her down on the couch, placing a blanket on top of her sleeping form. I just stood and looked at her face before turning everything off and going up to my room.
The next morning…
Bulma's POV
Suddenly waking up, like a jolt of lighting, I rubbed my eyes tiredly at the sound of music. I believe it was a song from Carnage, Vegeta's band, and I sat up on the couch that I was sleeping on.
There was a blanket on me and then I looked at the clock that read noon. I looked around at the sun lit room, wondering why there was music playing since there was no sign of anyone in the house.
Torrance suddenly walked down the stairs, singing to the song, wearing checkered pajama pants and a black tank top. Her hair was wet so I assumed she just got out of the shower.
"Oh, hey Bulma." She said as she noticed me in the living room.
"Hey." I said tiredly.
"Sorry about waking you, didn't know you were still here." She said as she walked into the kitchen and into the fridge.
"Where's Vegeta?" I asked and stood from the couch.
"He left for football practice this morning." She replied and pulled out a litre bottle of coke, "Can't believe he made you sleep on the couch. What a dick."
And then she walked back up the stairs and into her room.
A month later…
"So are you gonna tell him you have a ticket?" Chichi asked.
"No I'm not gonna tell him, I want it to be a surprise!" I replied.
I was driving while Chichi sat in the front seat and Nicole, Launch, and Juu were in the back seat. It was after school and I was driving everyone home.
The tickets for the Carnage concert were never in the box office, they were giving them away on the radio and putting them in cases of beer. Everyone was desperately trying to get a ticket and I managed to get one in a case of beer. I decided to not tell Vegeta so I could surprise him by showing up. Hopefully he would spot me in the audience because I was going to make sure I was up front by the stage, or else I would try to get back stage and hopefully he would spot me there.
"I can't believe you're going!" Launch cried.
"I know, it's going to be awesome." I replied.
"You think he'll see you?" Nicole asked as I drove into Chichi's driveway.
"I'll make sure he does." I replied and they all got out and I drove back to my place.
ALLAN THAT BASTARD! lol so I wonder how the concert will be and what will happen after the concert with Bulma and Vegeta?...(grins) I shall not speak of it anymore! Hope u like the chapter and please review! Thx! I luv you all!