Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Unrequited Feelings ❯ Reunited Again ( Chapter 3 )
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ, or Metallica... but I do own faith, I made up her character. She becomes a very, very important character in later chapters.
Bulma woke up the next morning, with the dull realization that she was not at home... with her mother... how was she doing, she wondered. She was nearly killed that other day, and if... it hadn't been for Radditz... both would had been killed in an instant. She wiped her eyes hastily, as tears began to erupt from her eyes. She had the same dream again, and it ended the same as usual. Her father dieing... telling her not to take the pendant off... his last words to her... the last few words he chose so perfectly, before death came over him...
The door to the room suddenly flew open, and a tired looking Radditz stepped in, rubbing his back. Bulma stared in fascination, as he stretched his muscles. She couldn't stop ogling him.
"Hey... how'd you s-s-s-sleeep?" he yawned.
Bulma rested her head on the pillows, and took a huge whiff of them, his scent reaching her nose. Oh, how she loved the smell. (Bulma *blush*)
"I slept pretty fine, but... you should let me sleep on the couch... it's not fair for you-"
"Nah, don't worry about that, I sleep comfortably on the couch. it's alright."
"You sure. I don't want to trouble you, or anything-"
"Don't worry... well... I do need you to do me a favor though."
"Oh?"
"It's nothing really... I heard that you're really good at fixing things, and... I want you to help me with that... err."
Bulma felt herself blushing, when she noticed him blushing. "Oh... sure. I guess... when do I... err... start?"
"Not today... well I guess-" he paused, and began to search for something in his pockets. She understood why, as he took out his cell-phone. He grimaced.
"Something wrong?"
"Faith..." he murmured under his breath. He gave Bulma a serene smile, and walked a few paces ahead of her, looking somewhat under the weather, as he continued the conversation.
"Calm down Faith, I'm in the middle of something." she heard him say. "Vegeta's a jackass, you knew that already. What were you expecting from him?!" he continued. "It's your decision, not mine. Look, call me some other time, I'm busy at the moment." he threw a worried glance at Bulma. "Yes, yes, Faith, I won't forget. What was that? Yes, I know, you're sorry, I'm already over it," he sighs heavily, rubbing his eyes. "What now? You're late? What's that supposed to mean... oh that... get a test... look, I'm sorry, I have to go, okay? I'm busy, and... maybe we can talk about this later? Sure, no problem... yes, Don't think about it anymore... It's all in the past now... Okay, I'll talk to you later." He hung up, and hastily placed his phone in his pocket.
"I'm sorry about that, it was a bit urgent." he explained to her, scratching his neck.
"Umm... I couldn't help but overhear... are you having problems with you're girlfriend, or something?"
He thought his answer for a moment. "My ex, actually." he said. "She and I... well... we didn't get along pretty well, so she dumped me, for Vegeta." he chuckled bitterly.
"I'm sorry." Bulma said quickly.
Radditz shook his head. "No, it's alright. It's all in the past, I guess. We're friends now, and... she's having problems with Vegeta now."
"Like what?" she asked curiously, though she knew she was going below the belt in personal matters. (Bulma= big time gossip.)
"Relationship Issues... He sleeps with other women." he explained, seeing the look of confusion on her face.
"That's awful." murmured Bulma.
"She feels she can win his heart with lust." continued Radditz. His eyes grew darker, and distant by the second, it was beginning to frighten her.
"May I ask... a question?"
"Yeah." he said hoarsely, with the same strange look on his face.
"When you mention her like that... do you... don't you feel anything?"
A dark cloud seemed to hang over him. "Sometimes.... when I see him with her... and the way he treats her... like a... piece of meat... fucking sac of shit." he hissed, clenching his fist. Bulma backed away slowly, hoping he wouldn't act out rationally. She could somehow feel what he was feeling. Love, hate, betrayal...
He shook his head, and squinted at her.
"Sorry you had to see me this way... or hear me speak like that... It's been a while since I've talked about it." he explained.
"Really?"
He nodded.
"Well... It does help... when you talk about it with someone else." she said, more to herself, holding the pendant in her hand.
"I guess so... It would've helped if I had a beer or two." he grinned. "Say... I could take the rest of the day off, and maybe... maybe you can come join me for a drink or something/" he stammered, blushing slightly.
"Oh, I'm sorry..." she blushed. "I'm not old enough to drink yet." she said in a apologetic way.
"How old are you?" he asked, becoming more unnerved by the second. Maybe this was her way of turning down a creep like me, he mentally scolded himself.
"I'm eighteen." she answered.
He grinned. "Wow, you're four years younger than me... I miss youth." he reminisced.
"Twenty two is not old, you're still quite young."
He smiled a strange smile. "Oh... umm... anyway, the age limit here is sixteen and above." he murmured sheepishly.
"Wow, are you serious??" she exclaimed.
"Yeah... so... wanna come?" Oh God... I'm asking out an underage girl to a bar. How perverted can I be? Well, she's not underage... she's only four years younger than me... it's not too bad... is it? I need to check... I'll ask Chi-chi... maybe she'll know... and yet... a stirring thought... is it possible that she could help me forget about faith?
"Sure, I would love to go with you!!... I will get into better clothes."
"Sure, I'll wait for you here."
"Oooh... Vegeta.... harder... faster....!!!" echoed a girls moans in the hallow hallway. The voices seemed to be coming from next-door to Radditz room. She was becoming disgusted by the mere thought of what was going on in the next room. She tried to siphon the nose away, by listening to her mp3 (at maximum volume... it was that loud... ewww. Bulma:" yes, I agree. I want to listen Metallica. ASAP." mynameisevile:"okay, sure...")
Bulma listened to Metallica at maximum volume. (Bulma: grins.) She put on a pair of black dickies, and a white t-shirt that fit her too tight. It was her favorite t-shirt, that Yamcha had given to her on a birthday a couple of years ago. (Yamcha: It looks nice on you, I could see your boobs. Bulma: "I later beat him up that day if you wanted to know.")
She stepped out of the room, and found Radditz waiting for her by the entrance. He looked slightly unnerved. Probably all the noise that was going on in the next room.
"Early birds aren't they?" Bulma murmured in an awkward manner.
"Yeah... he'll never learn... that Vegeta."
Bulma blinked rapidly. "That's him... in there... next door to me... err... I mean... us?"
"Yeah... and did I ever tell you... don't accept any drinks from him."
Bulma nodded reassuringly.
"Okay... let's go."
Vegeta stepped out with the girl he had just seen a couple of minutes ago, and he grabbed her ass as she was leaving. She laughed. "You naughty boy, I'll just have to teach you a lesson tomorrow morning!"
He smirked. "How unnerving. I'll see you tomorrow then." he was about to close the door, when he noticed some commotion from next door to him. It was Radditz, and he was talking to... a really gorgeous woman! With all the right curves in all the right places. He was going to have a little chat with her, as soon as Radditz is gone.
They walked into a small pub, not too far from where she was staying at. Instead of lights, they had candles, which were dimly lit, maybe to cover the faces of the drunken people, thought Bulma, as she encountered a strange man with raggedy clothes.
"Don't stare at him in the eyes." warned Radditz. "He makes strange noises."
"Okay."
"They found a table to themselves, and Bulma looked around curiously, and simply fascinated. She had never went to a bar before, it was totally opposite from what she imagined.
"You like it here?" he asked her.
"Yeah, it's... great!!" she said. As soon as she said this, a girl with midnight black hair appeared by her side. She had a red streak, which was tucked behind her ear. For some strange reason, she looked oddly familiar.
"The usual Radditz?" she asked.
"Yeah."
"One for your girlfriend too?" she grinned.
He and Bulma blushed. "Oh no, she's not my... we just met yesterday... not that I'm..."
The girl laughed, and rubbed his shoulder sympathetically. "I'm joking, dude. I mean... after faith-" she stopped herself from saying what she was about to say. "I'm sorry-"
"It's alright... I'm over it." he said, with a slightly put down face. She smiled, and turned to Bulma.
"I'm sorry, we completely ignored you. What would you like?" she asked.
"C-C-Ch-Ch-Chi-chi??" she gasped.
Her face contorted. "B-B-Bulma??" she croaked.
A/N: sorry, I had to end it like that. I love cliffhangers!! muahahahahahahaha!!! again... Happy Holiday's!!