Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Love Of My Life ❯ The Meeting in the Park ( Chapter 5 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Goku sat in the living room, his leg bouncing up and down in agitation and anger. He heard the door unlock, Vegeta stepped through the door with bags of groceries in his hands.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Vegeta’s POV.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I stepped into the house with the bags full of groceries, I kicked my foot back to close the door. I started to walk into the kitchen and set the groceries down when Kakkarot stepped in with an angered yet sad face. I set the groceries down and looked at him strangely. “ What Kakkarot?” I see boxes of ice cream all over the counters and trash can, all empty! “ KAKKAROT! YOU ATE ALL THE ICE CREAM?! HOW COULD YOU EAT ALL THE ICE CREAM IN ONE HOUR!” I yell at him shocked, it was a whole cart full! A whole cart!

“ SPEAKING OF THE TIME! WHEN DID YOU SAY YOU WERE GOING TO BE HOME VEGETA?! WHEN!” He yells at me.

“ One hour!” I tell him, he takes a step back. ‘ What is he doing?!’

“That’s right VEGETA! ONE HOUR! AND HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN GONE EXACTLY?” He screams at me tapping his foot, with his fists balled up.

“ One hour…” I look at the clock on the wall in the kitchen. “ And 2 minutes…” I answer with a frown on my face.

“ YOU SAID YOU WOULD BE BACK IN AN HOUR! ONE HOUR! AND YOU WERE GONE AND HOUR AND TWO MINUTES. SO VEGETA! WANT TO TELL ME WHAT SHE LOOKS LIKE? HMMMM!” he screams at me yet again.

“ What the fuck are you talking about Kakkarot?!” I asked confused and irritated.

“ DON’T THINK I AM THAT STUPID! YOU WENT OFF WITH A WOMAN AND SLEPT WITH HER! WHO’S SEX IS BETTER VEGETA?! WHO’S!”

“ WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!” I throw my arms in the air and yell at him. ‘ What the fuck is going on!!’

“ YOU DON’T LOVE ME ANYMORE!” he screams as tears fall down his face and he runs to our room and slams the door shut. I stare still looking at the spot he was in and gawk. I hear sobbing coming from out room, I sigh. I walk up to our room and open the door.

“Kakkarot…” I sit on the bed and take his hand into mine as he has his face buried into the pillow sobbing. “ I don’t love anyone else but you koi.” I try and tell him calmly. “ Your just going through some…tough times, and you just need to relax…” He looks up at me. “ Your face is to beautiful to have tears on them.” I tell him as I wipe a few tears from his face.

“ Veeeegeetaaaaa” He jumps into my arms a bit and cry’s into my shoulder, I sit there and rub his back. I pull his legs into my lap and rock him back and forth as I rub his tail and his back. After a couple of minutes his cries lessen and he starts to drift to sleep.

I lay him back on the bed and lay there next to him; his tail had wrapped around my waist and was making little circles. It felt nice… I sit there and purr as his hand starts to stroke my tail. He opens his eyes and stares at me, his face no more saddened yet happy. Very happy. “ I’m going to go make us some lunch if you want…” I say to him, and he nods to me. I can’t believe he is still hungry after that cart of ice cream. I get up and walk towards the door down the stairs.

“Now… What to make…” I looked into the fridge; Kakkarot comes down stairs and stops in the doorway. “ What do you want for lunch Kakkarot?” I ask him and he starts to think.

“ Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii wannnnnnnnnnnnnnnt soooooooooooooommeeeeeeethiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnggggggggg g……….” He nods. I stare at him. “ And what is that something Kakkarot?” I’m going to loose my patience…

“ Soooooooommmmmeeeeeethiiiiiiiiiiing….” My fists are starting to ball up.

“CHICKEN!” he screams at me and I jump a bit. “ ok, chicken It is…” He growls at me and I stare at him with a surprised expression. “ I DON’T WANT CHICKEN VEGETA! DIDN’T YOU KNOW CHICKENS ARE TRYING TO TAKE OVER THE WORLD!! AND IF YOU EAT CHICKEN THEN THEY WILL TURN YOU INTO ZOMBIES! GOSH VEGETA! DO YOU WANT US BOTH TO BECOME SERVANTS?!” he screams at me and I start to stalk towards him and get up into his face.

“ KAKKAROT DAMNIT! YOU ARE THE ONE THAT SUGGESTED IT!!” I shake him by his shoulders and he stares at me. “ oh, your right Vegeta.” He smiles at me and then kisses me on the lips. He wraps his arms around me, he deepens the kiss and then lets go after a few moments. ‘ What the heck was that for…?”

“Kakkarot, go lie down. Go rest, ill fix something up ok?” I say to him calmly and he complies. “ Make something that tastes good! BUT NOTHING THAT HAS ANYTHING SWEET TO IT! But make something I haven’t had before. MAKE SURE I LIKE IT THOUGH! Ok Veggie….” He smiles at me then disappears. I grab my head in frustration. “ IF THIS EVER HAPPENS AGAIN I BETTER BE THE ONE PREGNANT AND NOT HIM! HE IS GOING TO MAKE ME GO CRAZY DAMNIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” I growl, I do not yell this for if he heard me, he would get all moody… even more than he is. ‘What the hell am I suppose to make?’ I think to myself. I grab some spaghetti noodles out of the cabinet, and pasta sauce, with meat, and buns. I grab some lettuce and carrots, cucumbers, and other ingredients for a salad. I make the salad and then set it in the fridge to stay cold. I put the water onto a boil, and then throw in the noodles. I set the timer for 15 minutes and then walk out of the kitchen. I sit on the couch next to Kakkarot, he is watching TV. He is lying on the couch so I pick up his feet and set them on my lap as I sit down on the couch next to him.

I move my hands to his feet and rub his feet. I watch as he lays his head back against the armchair and smiles closing his arms. ‘ Good, I’ll get him relaxed…’ I tell my self. I use my tail to slide under his shirt and make small circles on his stomach. After a few minutes he is asleep with a big smile plastered on his face. I sigh. ‘ Thank Kami…’ I sit back and watch the TV, the news is on. They are in front of Capsule Corporation; they are interviewing Bulma and Trunks, a new invention probably… I listen to what they have to say.

“So Miss Briefs, what do you have to say about your husband leaving?” The reporter asked

‘ LEAVING HER???!!!’ I scowl at the TV.

“Well, its ex-husband, and, I am happy for him.” She tells the reporter.

“ Happy for me? What is she talking about?” I whisper to the TV.

“Happy? Why are you happy miss Briefs?”

“ Because, I knew he was in love with someone else, he didn’t know at the time, but I knew, and I knew he would be happier with that person that loved him back. I am happy he will be happier with that other person.” She smiled, Trunks smiled, I smiled. ‘ baka woman.’ I always knew she was a good person, just short tempered as I.

“ Best wishes to my father.” Trunks says. Then after a little more chitchat on that subject, they go into explaining their new invention. Meanwhile the timer goes off, I curse softly, I carefully move his feet from atop of me and set them down gently. I walk into the kitchen and take the noodles out of the pot, and stir the meat in with the pasta sauce. I forgot I was suppose to be making lunch, but then I glance at the clock and it is about 5:30, so I decide to make it dinner. After I am done setting everything on the table, I walk over to Kakkarot and shake him slightly. “Kakkarot…”

“mmmm?” he says half asleep half awake. “ Yeah Vegeta?” he sits up and stares at me. “Dinner is ready… I made spaghetti if that is alright with you…” He gets up and jogs over to the table with the food and loads his plate with everything set out. “ I LOVE SPAGHETTI!” he chirps happily as I walk into the kitchen. After we are both done eating, we spend the rest of the day laying in our room watching TV. His head resting on my chest and my fingers running through his hair… ‘least he isn’t talking… I think I am going to go pay Bulma a little visit tomorrow... ‘ my last thoughts before I drifted to sleep.

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HI HI !!!!!!!!!! I didn’t think this chapter was that great… I cant remember how I was going along with this fic. I kind of rammed my head into the wall and forgot a bunch of stuff @.@ hehe.. .x.x so um, anyways, 5 Reviews, and then ill try and get the next chapter up as soon as I figure what I’m going to write.