Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Runaway ❯ Chapter Four ( Chapter 4 )

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Ok, thankyou to everyone who is reading this story and thankyou to the people who have commented on it!! ^_^ You make me very proud!

I wanted to apologize for my grammar though, someone felt the need to mention it to me and I promise that from now on I will remember to write 'too' instead of 'to'. Ok? I get the idia.

I also wanted to genuinely apologize for swearing too much, if I do, it's just that's how I think and/or talk, and because I'm writing from someone's point of view to some extent I write how I would think, so sorry about that if it bothered you.

Now I don't think this chapter is very good at all, but the ones after are so you'll just have to stick it out, I'm afraid….

Chichi

Pocket Mouse

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That picture I drew, we stuck it on the wall in the living room. I love making this place look homely, I guess as well I kinda treat every one like they're little kids but that's what I'm like, I can't help it.

Anyway, my picture, Every one agrees it's my best yet. I used a big bit of cardboard, you know, off the side of a box? And my pastels, you have to be careful with them, they're really fragile. Any way, I drew this massive poppy, just the flower part, and it turned out really good. All the oranges and reds swirl around and intoxicate you, until your drawn into the jet-black center. You could just stand there and stare at it and be totally unaware of what's going on around you. It kind of swallows you up.

Every one loved it, apart from Vegeta but he's a prick and I don't care what he thinks any way.

Our new girl Bulma, asked if she could have a picture for her wall in her bedroom, and I didn't see why not, but I got some pretty disapproving stares, from Piccolo and Vegeta especially.

Later they said it was because it sounded too permanent, and that really she should be back at home. That's rich coming from Vegeta though, he's the one that brought her here isn't he? I told him that and he didn't half get stressy. So I said I'd talk to her about it again. I already had after all hadn't I?

Vegeta's so odd though, you never know where you stand with him. One minute he'll be chatty and almost friendly, and maybe even make you laugh, then he suddenly switches and goes into one of his phsyco moods. Silent and nasty by turns. He'll stand in a corner frowning, not getting involved, he won't talk, and if he does he bites your head off. I reckon it must be his background. He's been damaged and left too repair himself, and he obviously cocked it up a bit.

Talking of backgrounds though, we've all had it pretty tough that's why we're here after all. I wouldn't live like this out of choice. Saying that though, I think we're close enough too be family, maybe not Yamcha, he kinda keeps himself to himself a lot.

I'm definitely closest too Goku, without a doubt, we've been seeing each other for about a month you see, and I think already it might be love. One time when Goku was out I told everybody that, Bulma said that she thought it was great, Piccolo said he was pleased for us. Yamcha said he was happy though he looked doubtful, and Vegeta said what Yamcha was thinking, that love was a word that we all used to carelessly, and that we tossed it around and butchered it up. He said, if we could say that we loved a TV program or a certain animal, did it mean the same thing then?

I dunno what every one else thought but that did make sense, but only too someone who hasn't felt it, and in a way you couldn't put into words how I've been feeling about Goku.

Bulma coming in now, she's changed her clothes to jeans, a T-shirt and a fleece.

"Hey Chi, what are you doing?" she's sat down on one of the chairs opposite me.

"Nothing. I'm just thinking that's all," I replied and looked at my hands. The room was empty, save Vegeta who was leaning against the back wall of the room reading something. He looked up, and nodded.

"Erm, look Bulma," I started, but she wasn't looking at me any more. She was staring across the room at Vegeta.

"Bulma?" I said again, a bit louder.

"Hmm?" She said without turning around,

"Bulma!" I said again. Man was that annoying. I've got nothing against her staring at him, but I would prefer it if it were in her own spare time! Not during mine!

She smiled apologetically,

"Sorry Chichi what were you saying?"

"Well, err, you remember the conversation we had the other day, well yesterday actually, don't you?" I always do this, I can't help it. If I'm nervous or don't know what to say I gabble and say stuff that is of no importance what so ever.

"Yeah, what about it?" She looked at me curiously. She was expecting something bad I could tell.

"We all kinda think it would be better if you went back home. You don't belong here, you know you don't." There I'd said it.

"But I can't go back!" She said, tears were already forming, "They'll hate me even more now! They'll never trust me again! I'll get locked up somewhere and I'll just rot away and…" Tears were streaming down her cheeks now. God, this all seemed a bit melodramatic! 'Being locked up, and left to rot!' come on! I was gonna say that, but I took one look at her poor tear stained face and I couldn't bring my self to.

"Well just make sure you ring them then yeah? Let them know you're safe?" I said. I'm too soft, that's my problem. On the other side of the room Vegeta rolled his eyes and walked out, Bulma's uneasy gaze followed him.

Right here we go again, now it was just me and Bulma there was something else that I wanted too talk about, it was most definitely a girl thing.

"Umm, Bulma" I started, and looked at a spot on the table just above my hands, "I kind of well, I think," God! I can't do this!

"Yeah, Chi? What is it?" She looked half curious, half worried.

"I think I might be pregnant."

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Dun Dun Daaaaaaaaaaa!

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