Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ All of The People... ❯ Home, sweet home! ( Chapter 17 )

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All Of The People…

 

Chapter XVII - Home, sweet home!

 

It was far beyond midnight already and the city was lit in neon and yellow lights. The streets in the slum part of the Orange Star City were strangely empty as the car full of teenagers slowly rolled along the asphalt road. The former shiny car was now battered and looking ten years older with a long career in rally racing. They had finally lost the police forces which was a miracle in itself.

 

The atmosphere inside the car was weary, to say at least. Bulma was half-asleep leaning against the door still clutching the seatbelt for dear life and ChiChi was drooped forwards reclining her forehead against the back of the front seat sighing occasionally. Kuririn and Juuhachi were cuddling each other and sleeping like babies. Only Kakarott and Vegeta were almost fully awake. Vegeta had to `drive' and Kakarott wasn't going to let Vegeta do anymore stupid things.

 

After the long day of driving and screaming Vegeta had finally gotten a hang of driving car and was actually pretty good at it by now. Now they were driving in leisurely pace in the slum part which was dark and unlit as always. Soon they'd be home and at home waited what was left of the stolen good Kakarott and Kuririn had gotten earlier. Not to mention fresh clothes and shower. A cold one at that but a shower nonetheless.

Kakarott was shaken out of his thoughts as a soft warning light flashed and the car coughed and stopped abruptly.

 

“ Huh?!” The front seat passengers said in unison. That they were awake didn't mean they weren't tired. Vegeta turned the key but nothing happened. He tried again irritated and the key snapped in half. Cursing he checked the dashboard indicators.

 

“ What the fuck it is, Vegeta?” Kakarott asked annoyed rubbing the bridge of his nose. The would in his forehead was aching. ` Must be getting infected damnit…'

 

“ Shit. We're outta fuel…” Vegeta answered sighing pocketing what was left of the keys. “ We're only couple blocks away from home. We'll have to walk.”

 

Kakarott nodded and turned to look at the backseat passengers and his face dropped. They were all asleep while he and Vegeta had slaved their asses off to get them away from police and THEY DARED TO BE ASLEEP!? He glowered little before mischievous light illuminated his green eyes that suddenly had a weird glow and gleam in them. He inhaled slowly and Vegeta watched with burrowed eyebrows; whatta hell was the damn dude doing?!

 

“ AARFG!! THE POLICE THE FUCKING POLICE GOT US AND WERE ALL GOING TO BE ELECTROCUTED TO DEATH!! ARRRGH THEY'RE SHOOTING US DAMMIT!!” he screamed his lungs empty.

 

Bulma and ChiChi both jumped up hitting their heads on the ceiling screaming bloody murder and clutching each other for dear life. The blonde bombshell and the baldy-midget cried out in shock and Kuririn hopped on Juu's lap like a frightened child. Vegeta covered his ears in shock and fell over laughing his ass off after seeing the reactions Kakarott got out of the others.

 

Soon the young delinquents were roaring with laughter. Tears falling form their eyes and choking in mirth. The twins and the lovers soon calmed down the hue of embarrassment and anger staining all their cheeks, expect Juuhachi's. Her eyes just looked deadly dangerous.

 

“ You son of a bitch of men! Assholes! That wasn't funny, dip-shits! I diots!” she shrieked and the duo only smirked. Bulma and ChiChi were too shocked at Juuhachi's language to began chiding the boys. Kuririn shook his bald head, sighing. He should have guessed…

 

“ Off the car! We're walking!” Kakarott said becoming solemn even if the corner of his mouth still twitched with held laughter.

 

“ Huh? Why?” ChiChi asked.

 

“ We're out of fucking gas. Besides we're only couple damned blocks away from shower, clean clothes, food, sleeping facilities and other shit so get yer lazy asses off the bench and scramble already!” Vegeta snapped getting out of the car slamming the door shut behind him. Kakarott soon followed in suit.

 

“ Oh fine…” Bulma sighed and yawned. She took off the seatbelt and got off the car, others following her swiftly. The street was dark and empty, the wind rustling old abandoned newspapers. ChiChi found it really weird that there wasn't any lights in sight and the street were empty. Usually there were plenty of people and other traffic after midnight, partying and performing other activities as such.

 

“ Why the street are so empty?” she whispered and even the whisper sounded too loud to fit the environment. Kuririn, Kakarott, Vegeta and Juuhachi burst out in loud laugh startling the girls. Bulma cringed. Who knows what kind of people that laughter attracted…

 

“ Oh please, wench! None in their right mind would walk these streets at night time!” Vegeta sneered chuckling loudly. “ Ya know jus' last week three people were murdered here! Actually right behind that corner!” he chipped fake cheerfully, pointing at one dark alley orifice.

 

“ You're kidding…” Bulma whispered, looking around wildly.

 

“ Woman. Would I joke with something like that?” Vegeta stated now dead-serious. All humor left his eyes. ChiChi and Bulma looked at the quartette's faces. All grim looking and serious. Kakarott crossed his arms looking around nonchalantly.

 

“ But…but what about we?! Are we safe then?!” ChiChi asked sounding terrified and again the four other teenagers chuckled amused.

 

“ Oh please girl!” Kakarott said waving his hand in dismissing manner, “ The local lot now better not to fuck with this gang and face the consequences. Now let's get going end this chit-chat shit.”

 

The group began trotting along the street leaving the twins stand there shocked. The silhouettes were soon consumed by the darkness. A cat meowed somewhere and knocked over and old metal trash can. The loud voice seemed to rang all around them. ChiChi hugged herself tightly and dashed to the direction where the gang had gone. She didn't like the darkness….and Kakarott had this air of security around him too…

 

“ Hey wait!” Bulma cried and run after her sister scared.

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The walk was silent and none spoke anything. This was so different from what ChiChi and Bulma were used to. Always people around…lights bringing the feeling of security…not a chance in getting robbed and raped…now all these facts were gone.

 

Vegeta and Kakarott stopped abruptly making a ninety degree turn, marching into dark building without hesitation. Juu and Kuririn followed confidently, the Capsule Corporation heiress' stumbling clumsily behind making unnecessary noise getting some sneer from the other four. ChiChi felt her cheeks heat up in the darkness. How quietly and gracefully they moved compared to her and her sister. She bit back a yelp as she hit her shin on something sharp.

 

“ Now, watch your step and don't let go of the railing, got that!?” Kakarott announced quietly.

“ Huh?” Bulma and ChiChi asked dumbly. Something that resembled stairs in the dark, rouse in front of them ominously. Kakarott sighed and took one brave step and the stairs almost crumbled. And it was only the first step of the stairs.

 

“ Okay…” Bulma gulped, “ You don't happen to have an elevator, do you?”

 

“ Sure! They have one.” The blond girl said coolly before Vegeta had a chance to say something smart and Bulma sighed in relief. “ But its in damn worse condition than da stairs.”

 

Bulma groaned. Maybe this whole thing wasn't that good thing after all…

 

“ In which floor did you live again?” ChiChi asked nervously eyeing the structure in the dark.

 

“ The uppermost!” Vegeta and Kakarott said in unison grinning evilly and they swore they could see the twins blanch considerably. Even if it was dark as in black garbage bag in middle of the night.

 

” Jus' damn let's climb them! I in mood for some nookie.” Kuririn said sounding uncharacteristic irritated, drawing smirk form Juu, who in return gave him a soundly kiss on lips.

 

“ I can hardly wait…” she purred in a second turning form a cold bitch to a succubus. Kuririn grinned form ear to ear and slapped her ass gently.

 

“ Do whatever ya want…BUT NOT AGAIN IN OUR GODDAMN FUCKING BEDROOM!! GOT THAT!?!?!?!” Vegeta yelled fake pissed off smirking and Kakarott rolled his eyes in irritation but smiling nonetheless. Bulma and ChiChi were beet red. The exchange between them wasn't quite usual that you hear in every corner…

 

“ Uhm…hate to interrupt, but what exactly is `nookie'?” ChiChi asked timidly.

 

The stunned silence greeted the confused heiresses. Hey! It's not their fault they go to snob schools, where such word doesn't exist and with a such nanny as theirs…

 

“ Ya're kidding, aintcha?” Kakarott said, disbelief etched so strongly into his voice that it made ChiChi cringe.

 

“ No…we aren't kidding.”

 

“ MUAHAHAAA! This is hilarious! I'll tell you what it is!” Vegeta snickered, “ The definition of word `nookie' by Ouji Vegeta: Shag, have a fine piece of ass, good ol' loving, humping, have rump, do the dirty, get nasty, getting it on, `sleeping', getting some, get laid, have sex, make love, and if you yet haven't got it it's a goddamn tasty fuck. Literally!” Vegeta yelled out of breath. “ Got it?”

 

ChiChi and Bulma nodded numbly blushing furiously.

 

“ Ya forgot `sixty-nine', Vegeta.” Kakarott berated sarcastically.

 

“ Fuck off, Carrot-head!”

 

“ Go jerk off, Vegetable-head!”

 

ChiChi felt again like asking what was `sixty-nine' and `jerk off' but decided to keep her mouth shut. She didn't want to know that much after all…

 

“ Let's just climb the damn stairs!” Vegeta whined irritated and began striding the stair up in very unconcerned manner. The hallways and stair case had little lighting, but it was better than nothing as they made their careful way upwards painfully slowly. Except Kakarott and Vegeta who skipped the stairs up confidently with years of practice. Vegeta kept repeating to the frightened girls that none had yet died and the stairs hadn't yet crumbled so they wouldn't do it now either and that people only had ended up in ICU when a trap had fallen under them…

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“ Ah! Home, sweet home!” Kakarott exclaimed as he opened the door to the dark shabby apartment. He hit the switch and the room was promptly dimly lit. Everything was just like they had left it.

 

They poured into the room the owners of the place immediately falling face flat on the broken couches. ChiChi watched around in wonder and in slight pity. This was hoe they lived? The room was small and dirty though you could see some cleaning attempts. It had two old sofas, a little low table, a TV, a round table with three chairs. The carpet was worn thin and in the corner there was a tall lamp. The kitchen part was in one corner; cupboards' painting was chappy and off-dried. The fridge was old style humming silently and next to it sat dusty stove. The sink was piled with dirty plates and eating utensils and on the counter sat an ancient coffee-maker.

 

She curiously walked around the apartment taking in details. Kuririn and Juu had invaded the fridge and were looking for something edible or something they could make edible.

 

The door at the side of the room led to bathroom which had a bath tub, shower, washbasin and toilet. Over the basin there was cracked mirror shelf. The glowing white fluffy towels hanging from the nails hammered tot he wall were strikingly out of place. Curiously she touched and turned them finding a writing in silver which read:' Hotel Silver'. It was the finest hotel and definitely most expensive one in the whole city. She couldn't help but chuckle at that… briefly she wondered who they had gotten these towels. Suddenly it didn't feel that wrong that they stole for living…

 

She wandered back and peeked thru another door at back of the room. It was small room with two futons on the floor, table and a lamp on it. In a corner was one more futon leaning against it and a dresser which drawers were half open or too full so the clothes were hanging from them. The room had one window and the living room/kitchen/dining room had two windows.

 

She stood on the threshold of the bedroom biting her lip in thought. Bulma soon appeared besides her.

 

“ I didn't know people could live like this…” the blue-haired girl said quietly, eyeing the room.

 

“ Neither did I…” ChiChi answered turning around and walking towards the table sitting on one of them timidly. Juuhachi and Kuririn were cooking up a storm of something that smelled very good. She didn't see the two blond boys anywhere.

 

“ Where are Kakarott and Vegeta?” Bulma asked from the blond woman who had whipped up a white apron from somewhere. Before she or Kuririn had time to replay a piercing scream was heard.

 

“ KAKAROTT!! YA FUCKING ASSHOLE!! I'M GONNA KILL YA!! BASTARD!! THAS' COLD!! BAKA!! YOU USED ALL THE WARM WATER!!!”

 

A muffled laughter was heard then something hitting something and finally a yelp and curses.

 

“ Does that answer your question?” Juu smirked and lifted one eyes brow turning back to what she was doing.

 

“ Guess it does.” ChiChi said laughing little. Bulma chortled, holding her hand in front of her mouth.

 

The suit she was wearing suddenly felt cold and uncomfortable. It showed more of her curves and swells than she would have liked and she was feeling more insecure of her body around Kakarott than never before in front of male eyes.

 

“ Say…would they mind if I borrowed some clothes from them?” the raven-haired girls asked from none in particular.

 

“ Nah! They won't mind!” Kuririn replayed absently, “ Jus' get something from the drawers.”

 

“ Thanks!” Bulma chirped and she and ChiChi shot towards the bedroom slamming the door shut.

 

Juuhachi cast a questioning glance at her boyfriend. “ Ya know, Kakarott and Vegeta never take long showers `cause there ain't warm water that much…And usually people go to their rooms to dress after shower, don't they? With nothing else than towel around…y'know that Kuririn?”

 

“ Yep.”

 

“ Do ya realize that the possibility they come out in few minutes, damn go to their bedroom and find Bulma and ChiChi probably very naked or only clad in their undergarments is eighty percents?”

 

“ Yep.”

 

Juu broke out in laughter. “ You're one sly sonnova bitch! And that's why I love ya!” she gave him a kiss and they began chopping the vegetables together. Approximately five minutes ticked by as the bathroom door opened and two dripping wet young male specimens trotted towards the bed room, the white fluffy towels loosely wrapped around their narrow hips. ( drooollll…very bad thoughts… very bad thoughts…e.e)

 

Kuririn and Juu were both smirking, lazily cutting the vegetables for the weird stew-combination of everything. The blonde watched from the corner of her eye as Kakarott's hand touched the handle…

 

“ 3…2…1…” the young couple counted together whispering and trying not to start snickering.

 

The door flung open. There was a moment's silence that screamed: SHOCK!!

 

“ EEEEEEKKKKKKKKK!! PERVERTS!!”

 

“ HOLY SHIT!”

 

Juu and Kuririn smirked.

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ChiChi opened different drawers and took out clothes. They were all loose fitting men's tank tops, T-shirts and martial artist pants and loose jeans. They also found variety of wrist and shin guards, headbands and bandanas. After little searching they found college shirts and jackets too. And the clothes were all pretty much oversized for the girls' more fragile and petite forms.

 

“ Man. How I'm getting a feeling that they fight almost on regular basis?” Bulma said dryly as she held up the loose fitting cheap combat trousers with a belt and lots of pockets.” They really don't have that much clothes I notice.”

 

ChiChi giggled and pulled open the top drawer. Or at least tried. It was stuck. “ Sister dearest, help me with this, please.”

 

Bulma and ChiChi both pulled with all their might and the drawer suddenly popped free and the girls went hurling on their backs. Luckily the futons softened the landing. The drawer box fall clattering on the wooden floor.

 

ChiChi climbed in sitting position taking a peek at the drawer's content and gasped, Bulma doing the same thing. The drawer was full of different types of army knifes, Swiss pocket knifes and even a gun! After little rummaging they found stilettos, couple of shuriken, kunai, sai, bullets and another gun.

 

Bulma let out a low whistle. “ Oh my…they're dangerous!”

 

ChiChi stared at the box in disbelief, but she told herself she really shouldn't be surprised. A piece of paper caught her eye and she carefully dug it out, realizing it was a photo. An old photo. She flipped it and gasped again as she saw the picture. There was an old man in middle of the picture with a gentle smile, but demeanor that told `don't fuck with me!'. On his right shoulder sat a boy that bore and unmistakable resemble to Vegeta. The same flame like hair only with bangs. The boy wore a smile that she had never seen on Vegeta's face. On the left side, hugging the old man's leg was another boy smiling mischievously and the old man's hand was affectionately ruffling the black spikes.

 

“ Bulma take a look at this!” ChiChi said vehemently. Bulma took the picture and looked at it in pure awe. It was something from their past and someone important at that. Funny. They had never mentioned anybody…

 

“ Let's ask about this later and get dressed.” ChiChi said finally. “ I can hardly wait.” She muttered. She had never worn anything like these clothes! They quickly peeled off the uncomfortable `ninja-suits' and began choosing their wardrobe as the door suddenly opened.

 

ChiChi and Bulma whipped quickly around, temporarily forgetting they were only clad in panties and bras. ChiChi felt her mouth dry as her eyes landed on half-naked Kakarott. Holy God! He was dripping wet, tanned and muscular…she never in her wildest dreams had imagined him to be so muscular and finely toned since he always wore such loose fitting clothes… and `only' clad in `towel' which was hanging dangerously low on his narrow hips. Only a little tuck and the towel would fall on the floor…

 

Kakarott almost took a step back as he saw the girls. Or more likely ChiChi. Her petite curves and creamy skin looked absolutely delicious. Her firm thighs and hips…the nice bounce of her breast…. Her full red lips were slightly parted and moist… Damn…

 

Bulma stared in wonder at Vegeta who was in similar state as his roommate. Nice lean tanned body….drool…biceps…triceps…pectorals…abdomina l muscles… Never in her wildest dreams she had thought him to be so fine! ( See! Bulma and ChiChi both have wild dreams…ehem…and back to the story…)

 

Vegeta almost choked on his on spit as he sucked breath in so fast. Oh my < bleep> God! Whatta fine piece of ass she was. The blue, slightly mussed up hair contrasting drastically with her white creamy skin and black bra.

He suddenly had very primal male urges.

 

This all took about two point three seconds for the each party to notice these particular facts. And fully fall under the spell: SHOCK!

 

“ EEEEEEKKKKK!!! PERVERTS!!!”

 

“ HOLY SHIT!!”

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