Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Slumber Party! ❯ Secrets We Keep ( Chapter 7 )

Half an hour into the game, Tori sat crossed-legged on the carpet, holding a half-empty glass of wine in on one hand and her cards in the other. She was aware of the goofy grin she had on her face as the alcohol dimmed her perceptions. She held her cards up and squinted at them, trying to make them stop moving so she could see what she held.

"Your losing, Tori." Vegeta said, looking over his own cards at her, he was shirtless but still wearing pants, which was more than could be said for Tori, she just shrugged and grinned at him, "Yer kinda cute." She said, and fell backwards, laughing.

"And your kinda drunk." He answered, shaking his head, "Bulma, I think Tori needs to go lay down for awhile…"

"Aaaw, no way!" Tori sat back up, not bothering to cover herself up. She still had on her bra and panties anyway and her cute little ankle socks, so she didn't think she was that far gone, "I still got my undies on! I'm still in the game!"

"You can't even read your cards!" Vegeta exclaimed, "How can you play if your too drunk to even see what cards you have?!"

Tori blinked at him, still smiling, and said; "I'll manage."

"I really think this game is about over," Chi Chi said, her arms over her breasts to sheild them from view, She yawned loudly, "I don't know about anyone else, but I am getting tired…"

"Ah, ah!" Marron wagged a finger at Chi Chi, She was the first one to lose every article of clothing and sat next to Bulma, who still had on her underwear, like Tori, and said; "You know what happens to the one who falls asleep first!"

"What happens?" Krillin asked, in the fix as Vegeta, clothing wise, "Bulma? Chi Chi?"

Bulma shrugged, not meeting anyone's eyes, Chi Chi just sighed heavily, and Tori giggled. Vegeta looked at each of them in disgust and threw down his cards; "Stupid game…"

Goku looked at his wife, openly admiring her supple form and then at Vegeta, "It's not that bad."

Tori opened one eye as she lay on her side on the floor, gazing over at Goku; "He looks cute in his underwear." She said, and then caught herself, "Did I say that aloud?" Her cheeks burned and she covered her face with her hands, trying not to giggle, but failing miserably.

Chi Chi smiled at her and then at Goku, she reached over and pulled the younger woman's hands away from her face; "Your right, he does look cute in his underwear. I'm glad I married him."

"Lucky!" Tori slurred, "You get to see him in his underwear any time you want!"

"Okay, okay!" Goku said, his own face burning, "Enough about me and my underwear!"

"What a brilliant conversation topic," Vegeta said, his tone dripping with sarcasm, "Kakkorot and his underwear. And I'm missing a good night's sleep for this?!"

"We can talk about you and your underwear." Tori beamed, and winked at Vegeta, who seemed taken aback for all of five seconds. Before he could say anything; Bulma jumped in; "He does look good in them, that's for sure."

"Bet he does!" Tori exclaimed, laughing, "Hey, Veggie, wanna model your underwear for us?"

"I'd rather…"

"Don't you dare finish that senstence!" Bulma cried, "We're only playing with you, Veggie!"

"Well, I'm tired and this is a waste of time." He said, standing up, "You idiots can stay here and do whatever, I'm going to bed."

As he was walking out of the room, Tori, who had sat back up again, giggled and pointed; "Nice butt!"

The other women laughed, Krillin looked embarraced but happy to be there, and poor Goku just looked confused. It was a look he wore well. Like his underwear.

"I am really getting sleepy, guys." Chi Chi said, and when even Marron could not stifle a yawn, they knew it was time to sleep, finally. "Tori, you can have the sofa in here, okay?"

Tori nodded, still feeling the pleasant effects of the wine, and stopped Bulma before she could go to her room, "Thank you for inviting me."

"No problem, hon." Bulma smiled, squeezing her hand warmly, "It was fun."

"Yep!" Tori said, "G'night!"

"Good night, Tori." Chi Chi said, as she linked her arm through Goku's, "It was very nice meeting you. Sleep tight!"

Marron reached down to kiss Tori lightly on the cheek; "Night, sis!"

"You need to work on your poker face, Tori." Goku said, as he waved to her, "'Night!"

"See ya later." Krillin said, smiling at Tori, "Don't let the bedbugs bite!"

"Hey, all!" Tori cried, and everyone paused in midstep, "Don't think that just by leaving me and pretending your all going to sleep is going to fool me into letting my guard down and actally falling asleep and becoming prey to some disturbing joke you all have planned, now, cause it won't work!"

"Oh, Tori," Bulma said, sighing, "We're all too pooped to even think about that, now!"

"Yeah, no one even wants to try and stay awake, now, we all just want to go to bed!" Chi Chi said, "You should too!"

Tori shook her head, her arms folded across her chest, "Nope. Not gonna work. No way."

"Just go to sleep, Tori!" Bulma said, and left the room. The others soon followed, going to their own rooms for the night. Tori listened to doors shutting and whispers and finally silence. She looked outside and saw that the sky was lightening. Sighing, she sat down on the sofa and pulled the blanket Chi Chi had given her up over her bare shoulders. She leaned back and closed her eyes. The world was still spinning.

Suddenly she snapped her eyes open again and realized that she'd fallen alseep, and it took a moment for everything to come back into focus before she realized that she'd somehow turned herself around on the sofa so that her head was hanging upside-down over the edge. She wondered why everything was topsy-turvy.

Then she came to the sudden realization that she wasn't alone in the room. Her eyes traveled upwards from brown shoes to turban-swathed frowning head and finally realized who she was looking at. She blinked and smiled; "Hiya Piccolo. What's up?"

"Shouldn't you be alseep?" He said, intead of returning her greeting. She looked ridiculous in her current position and started to tell her so, but she fell over and landed in a graceless heap on the floor instead, "You…"

"Shh!" Tori sat upright, grinning up at him, "Don't wanna disturb the others…c'mere…I wanna show you something…"

"Tori, you shou…"

"Shhh!" She said, louder, "Just come here. Please."

What are you doing? She asked herself, you can't be able to do what I think your about to do…Tori! You made a promise that you would never show that to anyone! Stop this before it's too late! Her inner voice screamed at her, but she told it to go suck a lemon, and turned to Piccolo, who was now seated on the floor in front of her, curious despite of himself.

"Watch!" She said, and focused on a row of decorative candles set above the fireplace mantle. Piccolo became aware of some shifting in the air currents and realized the tempature was rising, Tori's eyes took on a farway gaze, and suddenly, without warning, all seven candles on the mantle were lit as if by some invisible hand, but at the same time.

Piccolo raised an eye-ridge, but was silent, observing her.

"You can't tell anyone!" She cried, her eyes wide with fear, "Last time I did anything…like that…I got grounded for a month!"

"But, why?" He asked, honestly perplexed, "You should be encouraged to use and perfect your power, not punished…"

"Tell that to my folks." She muttered, and then looked over at him, shrugging, "Not many people understand pyrokenesis…that's what it's called, you know, I looked it up, once…and I've seen `Carrie' half a million times. Only, it's not as easy as they make it seem in the movies. It really does hurt…here…" She touched the side of her head, "But one thing was true, sometimes it's hard to control…"

"You need to learn to manipulate your ki better." He said, "Then you won't be afraid of losing control."

"I'm always afraid of losing control." She whispered, strangly sober as using her power often makes her, "I doubt anything will ever change that."

"You'd be surprised."

"Maybe."

He stood up and looked at the candles, Tori felt something, like a tickle in the back of her head, and suddenly all the candles she's lit were snuffed out. "Go to sleep now." He lifted a hand and touched his forehead, vanishing from sight. She shrugged and wondered what, exactly, made her open herself up that way to him when she barely even knew him! She would not even had thought twice about not showing her power to the women, what made her show him? She shook her head, uncertain and curled up on the sofa, not understanding herself in the least.

"At least he didn't laugh at me…" She said, to herself before falling asleep.