Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Romantic Encounters of the Unstereotypical Kind ❯ Battle of Wits ( Chapter 2 )

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Chapter 2

The rest of the day proceeded without incident until after school. Goku was at soccer practice and Bulma's cheerleading squad was practicing next to their field. Chi chi and her friends had just left the building and were walking home, as they passed the field Chi chi caught sight of Goku playing and stopped mid sentence and step to look at him. When she stopped abruptly her friends looked at her funny. "Chi chi what are you...." Before she could finish her sentence she saw exactly what Chi chi was staring at as she watched her friend's eyes follow the muscular athlete down the field.

"Oooo! You're staring at Olympian!" She squealed accusingly using Goku's renowned nick name.

"I was not!" She snapped in mock shock at the accusation.

"Oh yes you were!" Another of her friends squealed.

"How will you ever get him to notice you?"

"He already noticed me." She said bringing her chin up. "He stooped to get me my tray in the cafe today." She said proudly.

"You mean after that catastrophe in the lunch room today? Ah, Chi that dosen't mean anything!"

"Yes it does, he told me I had pretty eyes." She smiled while blushing.

"He's such a flirt, he probably says that to all the girls."

"That maybe...but I don't care." With that Chi chi walked briskly off leaving her friends trying to catch up with her as she thought about the cute jock who was playing with her heart.

Meanwhile Vegeta and his band were also walking by the field. Vegeta glanced at the cheerleading squad then at 18, mischief written on his face. "Hey 18 why don't you join the sqaud? You're athletic."

18 growled under her breath. "Are you kidding me? I would die before I do that!"

"I think you'd look sexy in one of those skimpy little oultfits." Nappa commented with a laugh which was ended by an elbow in the gut from 18. Vegeta began to laugh and when he did Bulma's head spun around to glare at him. The look on her face showed pure annoyance. Vegeta stared straight back into her eyes and they stayed that way for a few moments until Bulma quickly turned away. "Look guys I'll see you at practice tonight. I got some business to take care of." Vegeta said.

"Alright boss." They replied in unison as they slunked away. Vegeta went over to the bleachers and leaned back. He sat there and watched the cheerleaders practice. He just stared and smirked, knowing his very presence would bother Bulma.

She could feel his eyes on her and she felt a shiver run up her spine. It wasn't necessarily fear or anger, but something else. He watched until practice ended then he walked over to Bulma as she took a gulp of her water. "Hey." He said to get her attention. She saw him out of the corner of her eye, but she kept her back to him. "Oh Vegeta, I thought I smelled you around here."

"Ouch! Why are you so mean? Save the jibes for school hours." He replied sarcastically a playfully evil smirk plastered on his face.

"Why are you here Vegeta? Don't you have a life? Or do all your friends disappear after school?" She threw back turning with her hand on her hip to smile mockingly at him.

Vegeta felt a pang of anger and a twinge of lust at the way she stood there and said that to him. He kept his cool though. "Hey I'm just trying to have fun, live my life to the fullest, you know?"

"Is getting arressted your idea of fun?" She began to walk away and he followed her.

"Hey at least I'm not some kind of an ice bitch." She stopped dead in her tracks and clenched her delicate hands into fists. Vegeta smirked, he loved making her mad. She turned around her face bright red and yelled. "What do you want Vegeta Ouji?" She groaned angrily and began to stomp away.

He followed closely chuckling. "I like annoying you, it's fun."

She rolled her eyes. "Don't you have to go suck some poor human's blood before you die!?" She snapped.

He grabbed her arm and spun her around. "Yes... yours!"

Her first instinct was to slap him, but when she looked into his obsidian orbs she saw something that made her stop. He had such a look of primal hunger and confusion. She stood still suddenly afraid. Vegeta stared into the pool of her cyrstal blue eyes wanting to drink them into his very soul. They stayed like that for a moment before a voice intruded upon their reviere.

"Bulma!" Bulma's boyfriend Yamcha ran over and pulled her out of Vegeta grasp and shoved him. "Get your hands off her!" He shouted.

Vegeta growled and balled up a fist ready to punch his lights out, but Bulma stopped him. She got in between the two hard headed boys and spoke in her authorative tone. "Enough! Yamcha let's just go!" She grabbed Yamcha's arm and began to drag him away. Yamcha glared at Vegeta. Vegeta watched tensely as they got in Yamcha's car and drove away, she never looked back. His entire body relaxed and he took a deep breath. "I swear Princess, I will get you."