Minutes ticked by, with Vegeta and Hiei continuing to glare at eachother. Hoping that in some miracle, their glares could actually cause the other person some harm. Hey, they can dream, can't they? Yes, but that's about all they can do...
Vegeta wondered to himself how long they had been doing this so far, and how much longer they would have to. He figured it was probably the only thing the two of them would be doing. Damn, what a waste of perfectly good training time. Oh well, atleast this would give him a chance to perfect his trademark death glare.
Hiei had basically the same train of thought. He couldn't wait for this to be over. Even being at the detective's house with Kuwabara seemed more appealing right now. Atleast then he would be able to have his fight. Internally, he swore that he would pay Yusuke back if it was the last thing he did.
More time passed, and the sun slowly moved across the sky. Any tourists in their general were scared off by having Hiei and Vegeta's glares turned on them. Well, that's what they deserved for their comments. Comments such as 'Awww, how cute, you don't see many mime couples.' Honestly, couldn't these people tell the difference between a demons, Saiyans, and mimes?
Now, without the tourists, and other bothersome humans around, it was quiet. It was an uneasy silence though. The kind of silence that tells you something bad is about to happen. What was the saying? Calm before the storm?
A rustle in the bushes caught Hiei and Vegeta's attention. They both looked over just in time to see Bulma, Yamcha and Krillin falll face first onto the ground. The trio quickly scrambled to their feet, but froze when they saw that they were now being glared at.
"Well, if it isn't baldy, the woman, and the woman's mate..." Vegeta started, still glaring. He seemed to be doing that alot today. Oh well, it's not like he didn't have good reason. "What the hell are you doing here?"
Hiei studied the three humans infront of them. They looked like weaklings, nothing to worry about. That is, except that blue haired female reminded him of the Botan woman that he had to put up with. The same one he was being blackmailed with. Was this woman the same person Vegeta was being blackmailed with? Hmmm, it seems these women have more power than he previously thought. It must be the blue hair...
Bulma couldn't help but smile. Even though it didn't look like he was having any fun, Vegeta was actually on the date. Knowing that it would only make the Saiyan mad to know that the group had come only to see if he actually came, she quickly thought of an excuse. "We just came to offer a suggestion for you two to do, since you look pretty bored."
"Hn, bored isn't the word I would use." Hiei sat up alittle, so he could get a better look at the three invaders.
"Wow, he ever acts like Vegeta." Yamcha whispered to Krillin, who nodded back.
However, what Yamcha didn't know that a human's whispering could be heard clear as day to both the Saiyan and demon. In unison, the two glared at him, making him jump back, behind Bulma. "Watch it, human." They said at the same time, causing them to glare at eachother. Honestly, they were nothing like one another! How could anyone even think that?
"Well, woman, what's this 'suggestion' of yours? To let me return to my training?"
"Actually I was thinking something along the lines of..." Bulma searched her mind for something to suggest, "Paintball!"
Immediately Yamcha and Krillin began laughing at the thought of Vegeta and Hiei playing paintball, but after a few seconds, it didn't seem like such a bad idea. It would give them a chance to shot at eachother, even if didn't do damage.
Hiei and Vegeta both blinked. Neither of them knew what paintball was, so they were lost. "Explain, woman."
"How about I tell you where it is, and you two can go figure it out for yourselves?" Bulma asked. When she got no response, she figured that they had agreed with her. "Okay, it's across the street from here. Even you guys can't miss it."
Before either of the two had a chance to register the fact that they had just been insulted, Bulma and her little group were out of sight. They had taken off, not wanting to be around for whatever happened next.
"Hmph, damn woman..." Vegeta said his thoughts aloud.
"Damn humans." Hiei corrected the Saiyan. Vegeta nodded to show that he actually admitted Hiei was right. Now they had something atleast the both of them agreed on. Humans being an inconvience. It may be the most obvious thing on the planet, but atleast it's a start, right?
Vegeta stood up, and crossed his arms over his chest. "Are we going to do that 'painball' thing the woman suggested? Maybe it'll give us something to do until this day is over." Vegeta figured Hiei agreed when the demon got up as well. "She said it was just across the road..."
And so, our two daters ventured across the street, and came to building called Family Fun Center. Assuming it was the right place, they both entered, and were now currently listening to the rules and objective of paintball.
"...And you shoot paintballs at eachother with these," The random employee held up one of the guns. "Whichever one of you hits the other five times, will be the winner. Now, these don't actually do damage, but they may sting. Since the paint does stain, you will be given a change of clothing. It'll also help you blend in with your surroundings." The worker continued to babble on, not noticing that neither Hiei or Vegeta were paying attention. Nothing seemed important after they saw the guns. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad afterall.
After their little lecture was finished, both men were handed army gear, which they promptly refused. They both believed that the other wouldn't be able to get a shot in at them. So, now that everything else was taken care of, they were given guns, and sent out to the course. Both going in opposite directions to start.
Hiei decided to use the trees as his way of getting around. That way, he would have the advantage of being above Vegeta. He didn't want to admit it, but he was beginning to enjoy the little hunt that was going to take place, and he was determined to win.
Vegeta, on the other hand, went with an offensive strategy. After a few minutes of making the troll think he going to hide, he back tracked to where he had seen Hiei go. The Saiyan surveyed the area, his gun ready to be fired. "Heh, I'll show that troll what the Saiyan Prince can really do." Yes, Vegeta kept a sharp look out across the ground, but only the ground.
At seeing his prey below him, Hiei smirked and cocked his gun, firing it. He chuckled to himself as it made contact with the Saiyan's chest. "That's one for me, and zero for the Simion."
Vegeta growled loudly, looking at the white paint on his armour. That was his favourite one too... He would pay for that! After locating where it had come from, Vegeta shot a counter paintball at Hiei, only to have it dodged. The Saiyan kept his eye on the little demon, making sure not to let him get away. He shot a couple more shots, which were also dodged. Getting fed up with this, Vegeta formed a small ball of ki, and fired it.
At seeing something different from a paintball heading for the tree he was in, Hiei jumped down, onto the ground. He was able to avoid most of the blast, with only one injury made, and the was to his katana. Hiei glared. Nobody has the right to break his katana, especially some wanna be warrior! Now it was on!
To Be Continued...
A/N: Ah, the joys of paintball, eh? Don't ask, the only thing I can think of. Heh, the vengence of the stained armour, and damaged katana is coming up next chapter, so keep a look out! P
Thanks for the reviews, I'm glad that people actually like this fic so far:)
