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Chapter II

I sighed heavily as I ran my hands through my damp hair, feeling some slight tangles every time my fingers combed through it. Never in my life had I ever backed down from anyone; ran away from anyone! I couldn't help but wince at the thought. And I did run away, I ran like a puppy with it's tail between its legs when it gets scared. I squeezed my eyes shut until I felt the pain of the pressure, I could feel my Ki flaring more and more. I needed to go see him, confront him. Get this out of the way...but how could I talk to him after this? I ran away. My action hurt him; I seen the sadness. It's Goku, and he doesn't stay mad at anyone. Vegeta is the perfect example of Gokus' kindness. His forgiveness; and that is what makes him so amazing. Almost perfect.

I mentally shook myself off and stood up from the ground inhaling and exhaling slowly. I can't, and won't, run away from him again.

I was back at Capsule Corps' kitchen standing in front of the fridge, lost in the thoughts my demons were creating. How do I even begin with Goku? Was the biggest question I couldn't even begin to get an answer for. After what felt like hours even though it was just a few minutes, I finally opened the up refrigerators door just for it to smack right into -

"You.. bitch! Is that how you get your kicks?!" Vegeta hissed at me as he slammed the refrigerators door closed. Aw hell..Vegeta.

"Aw Vegeta, don't take your anger out on a refrigerator." I smirked as I turned around to leave the kitchen. I heard him growl as he grabbed my wrist and spun me back to face him.

"I will not be ignored!" He looked like he could kill me with his gaze. He gets so worked up about the littlest things.

"You want to fight about this Vegeta?! Let's go outside!" I yelled at him as I took a step closer to him, my energy sparking around me. I've been dying to give Vegeta a good kick in the ass, tired of him trying to start fights with me because I was stronger then him. He wanted me to spar with him to nearly kill himself to make himself stronger.

"Whoa, sorry to interrupt this little party, but I'm here to put an end to it." Gokus' voice rang through the kitchen, stepping beside me he put a protective hand in front of me. My feelings raced at the motion.

"She hit me with that damned fridges door!" Vegeta yelled, his eyes narrowing as he now glared at Goku.

"It was an accident Vegeta, if you weren't so short I would have known you were there." I snickered at the look on his face; I could tell he was about to go in his Super Saiyan form. "However so you don't throw a tantrum, I apologize - I didn't mean to hit you with the door." Vegeta grumbled something as he walked out of the back kitchen door. To her; that was a victory. Normally, if Vegeta is so livid like that he will fight until you knock him out of his Super Saiyan form; but with Gokus' presence I think Vegeta knew he was going to defend me.

Goku turned around; his big goofy smile on his face "Well, you certainly know how to get him going, huh?" He laughed.

I felt my face flush as I let out a light laugh "You know Vegeta, everyone is out to piss him off apparently."

Goku chuckled; his eyes locked onto the ground. "Well; just..." his voice got quieter, like he remembered what had happened earlier. "Stay out of trouble with him, okay?" He turned his back and started to leave but my body involuntarily stepped forward and gently grabbed his wrist; tugging him slightly back. Wha-? What am I doing!?

He turned back around and looked at me; I didn't realize I pulled him so close that I could feel his breath softly tickle my face. I looked up at him and met his dark eyes.

"I-" I didn't know how to even start. I broke the gaze and looked to realize I still had his wrist in my hand. I sharply inhaled and met his gaze again, he had the slightest smile on his face.

Feeling breathless I rushed out the words. "I'm sorry..about earlier. I panicked." I said sheepishly.

Goku had his goofy smile again. His hands took mine into his own, it felt like I could almost feel every bump and bruise he ever had on them yet they were soft. His dark eyes met mine and I felt my cheeks flush pink as both of his thumbs rubbed against the side of my hands.

"You're beautiful when you have that little blush to your cheeks." He smiled as he squeezed my hands lightly. I couldn't help but stare at him.

"T-Thanks.." I said quietly, not knowing what to do or say.

He leaned down and titled my face towards his; his nose almost touching mine. My heart raced and it felt like it was beating so loud I wondered if he could hear it. Instinctively, I felt my head tilt slightly as I started to press my lips against his. Oh shit why am I trying to kiss him!?

"Goku!" I heard Bulma call out. I quickly back peddled away from Goku at the sound of her voice; his eyes flashed the hint of sadness again from earlier.

"Be right there Bulma!" Goku called out to her. He shot me a goofy grin and left the kitchen without a word.

"I'm getting closer to the edge of craziness.." I mumbled to myself as I quickly raced out the backdoor.

"Hey!" I heard Vegetas' voice behind me. He must of been waiting there. Oh, no...I hope he didn't see.

"Kakarot isn't around to defend you now. You and I; we are fighting this out!" I heard him yell as I turned around to see his fist coming directly at me.