Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ High School Love Hurts ❯ How Could You...? ( Chapter 10 )

How Could You…?

"Chi-chi, we need to talk." Nikki was grimacing as she approached.

"What's wrong?"

"Goku. You need to sit down."

"Is he hurt?" she asked, alarmed.

"Not yet." This got a puzzled look from Chi-chi.

"I just heard from a friend of mine… some girl saw Dana and Goku… making out. They almost had…"

"I don't believe it. H-h-he'd never do that… he wouldn't!"

"Maybe he would. You haven't known him for that long."

"But - b-b-b-but…" Chi-chi leaned against Nikki and sobbed.

"Chi-chi! I just heard… oh!" Bulma ran into the room and hugged her.

Goku's eyes began to water as he listened from around the corner. He walked slowly towards the group. Nikki and Bulma's death glares hit him hard, but what hurt him the most was Chi-chi. Her hurt, red eyes took on an enraged look that sent his head spinning.

"Get out of here, NOW!"

Goku shut his eyes tight to keep from crying in front of her. He opened them once more. Goku began to say her name, but bit his lip and looked down as if he was searching for something. He just nodded, turned away, and left. Nikki softened a little, thinking that maybe he really did love Chi-chi. After all, it would make sense. Dana had been pursuing him, not vice versa. But she just shrugged it off and held her friend to her shoulder.

Meanwhile…

Goku was headed for the door. Dana approached him cautiously.

"Goku? I'm here for -"

"Shut up! You ruined my life, you bitch!" He slapped her.

It was then that she knew that it was finally over. And she sobbed as Goku ran out the door and back to his house… without her. It finally sunk in. She'd screwed up big time.

When Goku reached his house, he did something that he hadn't done in a long, long time. He sat down on his bed and cried.

As the weeks go by…

Bulma, Vegeta, Krillin and Nikki continued their relationships discreetly. If Goku ever saw Chi-chi in the hallway he looked down and continued on. Once he'd looked back and caught her looking back, which they both promptly undid. Still, it gave him a glimmer of hope. Krillin and Vegeta still stayed by him, knowing that Goku would never intentionally do anything to hurt Chi-chi. They also knew, though, that it would be fruitless to try and convince the girls of that.

Goku remained in a prolonged depression and Bulma and Nikki were beginning to think that maybe he didn't do it or that he didn't do it intentionally. They kept their critical faces on for Chi-chi's sake, though. They didn't want to say something like that to her and end up with her getting hurt more.

Bulma and Vegeta went to his house to hang out. He made Orange Julius (which he was surprisingly expert at) for them both and they sat on the front porch to share a brain freeze. (A/N: I'm going to make Vegeta a considerable amount smarter in this part than he has been in this fic) He decided to bring up a tender subject.

"Bulma, do you really believe that Goku cheated on Chi-chi with a girl that he hates?"

"I don't know. I just don't really mention it to Chi-chi because I don't want her getting hurt again. I mean, none of us really know him that well."

"I know him enough to believe that he wouldn't do anything to hurt her. Dana really is the ultimate shit head and he always protested if she came near him before. Why wouldn't he then?"

"I really have no clue." They went inside to put their dishes in the sink and went into his bedroom.

"I know he wouldn't cheat on her."

"Would you?" Bulma asked seductively.

"Never." They kissed and fell onto his bed. For what was probably thirty minutes, they just sat there kissing.

"Are you ready?" she asked. He nodded. She began to unbutton his shirt and he undid hers. She slid out of her knee length skirt and he took off his jeans. While still in her underwear, Vegeta looked at her up and down and noticed that she was already wet. His face flushed and he went back to undressing. When they were completely nude they broke out in a kissing fest.

Vegeta savored the moment. His tongue explored every tiny nook and cranny of her mouth as he reached down and groped her, feeling down the length of her body. He didn't fool around with "bells and whistles"; he simply made a move to go inside of her. Vegeta stopped himself, though.

"Is this going to hurt you?"

"I'm not a virgin."

"You're not?!"

"Nope."

"Wha…"

"Let's just say we all make mistakes. Shall we continue?"

So he began right where he left off. Vegeta lingered inside of her, just to make her wait and then began to slowly go in and out. She moaned his name and he smirked (A/N: Yes, even though he has Goku's stupidity, he has retained the evil smirk that we all know and love.) He then pumped for all he was worth and slowed down, just to taunt her.

Bulma took her hand and, in one swift motion, traced her fingers along his back and down to his cock. He went inside of her just to keep her smooth fingers from doing something "naughty" that might do to him what he'd been doing to her all along. Vegeta licked her neck and then went up to her ear lobes, twisting and twirling them playfully. She purred, making him shiver because of their connection. She could feel him reverberating like a ticking clock inside of her.

They shared on long, deep kiss and got it on. She then removed herself from him and slipped gently out from under him.

"Come here," she said with a come hither look on her face. Yeah, that's right *come* hither. He didn't let her get away with it, either. Vegeta walked over to her, as she planned, but then unexpectedly spun on his heel so that he was behind her, dipped her - as if they were dancing the tango -, kissed her, and then pushed her onto the floor where they continued having sex.

He went inside once again and they continued to the climax where he slowed down and went faster, teasing and taunting until she rolled him over onto his back and thrust herself. They finally stopped and just continued to kiss when she said, "I'm pretty hungry and a little thirsty."

"Fancy some Orange Julius and Pop Tarts?"

"Ah, gourmet!" she laughed. "Sure."

She got into a large t-shirt of his and he slipped on his bathrobe, then they went downstairs, fixed their snack and went onto his front porch to share a brain freeze.