Vejita changed positions, starting up another set of one-handed pushups. It was yet another hot day, but he refused to leave the boy alone. He could've left the door open for some kind of breeze, but he didn't want anyone to see his insistent training. He was down to nothing more than a pair of loose-fitting black gi pants, secured with a white sash. Sweat dripped from his body as he grunted, feeling the slight burn in his muscles.
It didn't make sense. The fool should have been able to get over it in a day without seeing the girl, two at the tops, but he still lie in bed. How long had it been anyway? Three days? It didn't make sense.
Vejita stopped instantly at the sound of a knock on the door. Had he ordered out? Glancing at the clock that hung crooked on the wall, he knew it was far too early for dinner. Without a second thought, he rose to his feet, stalking over to the door, pulling it open with more force than necessary.
He instantly recognized all of them; they were the boy's friends from that school, "What?" he growled in annoyance, spotting the girl. This wasn't going to help.
Krillin nearly jumped out of his skin, "Uh, hi. We were looking for Goku."
Vejita narrowed his eyes, denying them an answer as he went to shut the door.
Bulma stepped forward, sticking her foot in the door, "Hello! Rude or anything?"
"Get your fucking foot out of the door." Vejita growled, tempted to just use his strength to smash the girl's fragile foot in the door, sandal and all.
"Hey, buddy, we know Goku's here. Just let us in." Yamcha said, keeping his distance.
It was obvious the little twerps weren't going to leave, "Fine." Vejita hissed, stepping back into his room, refusing to invite them in. Krillin and Bulma, having the most courage, stepped in first, followed by Yamcha and Chi-Chi. At the sight of their friend all sweaty, lying in bed, they rushed over.
"Goku, are you alright?" Krillin asked urgently.
Goku slowly opened his eyes, sitting up with some effort, "Oh, hi, guys."
"Oh, hi, guys?" Bulma said, her eyebrows high, hands on hips, "Don't you know we've been worried sick about you?!"
Goku simply laughed it off, wiping the sweat from his brow, just then realizing the heat, "Man, Jita, why's it so hot in here?"
"Baka." Was all the intimidating man said, standing back. There were far too many people in his room, his private space, and it was more than irritating.
"Are you sick?" Yamcha asked, curious.
"Sorta, I'm tryin' ta get over… What did you call it, Jita?"
"A body promise." Vejita growled, eyeing the dark-headed girl.
"What?" asked all four friends at once, their expressions that of confusion and disbelief.
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Thirty minutes later Vejita was outside, leaning against the wall, smoking a cigarette.
Goku sighed, having just finished explaining everything he'd learned in the past five days.
"What… What kind of alien did you say you were?" Yamcha said, trying his best to control his voice.
"Saiya-somethin'." Goku said, feeling tired and bored. He still felt sad, lonely, stressed. He just wished the foreign feelings would leave him be.
Vejita growled, hearing every word in the room, "Saiyajin." he barked.
Goku half-smiled, "That's right, Saiyajin."
"S---Saiyajin," Yamcha repeated, giving up on his shaky, surprised voice.
"Goku, there's no way you're a Saiyajin. Haven't you heard of them before?" Bulma said in disbelief, not giving her friend a chance to answer, "They were the ones who started all the planetary wars that happened. Remember? Earth's not the only planet that had to deal with invasion."
"Yeah, they're killers, murderers. There's no way you're Saiyajin." Krillin said, folding his arms over his chest.
"Nonsense! Kakarotto's as Saiyajin as I am." Vejita said, stepping back into the room, cigarette in hand.
"And how do you know?" Bulma said, knowing there was no positive proof unless the rude guy had taken a blood sample and checked his DNA. Vejita growled, "I just know! Besides, we found his space pod. Where his… "
"Grandpa." Goku said, filling in the blank.
"Found him." Vejita finished, glad he hadn't been forced to use the strange Ningen word.
"Space pod… That… That could have come from anywhere" Krillin said, stretching it.
"It had Saiyajin writing on it," Goku said, "Sorry, guys, but it's true." Silence fell on the group, everyone finding something interesting to stare at. The floor, the walls, etc.
"So, you're saying the reason you're all sick and depressed is all my fault?" Chi-Chi said, practically exploding.
She didn't get an answer though. There was no nice way to admit the truth.
"There must be something more, it's taking far longer than normal." Vejita said, accidentally voicing his thoughts.
"Look, don't worry you guys I'll be okay. I'm just gonna stay here a while 'til I'm better. Kay?" Goku said, sitting up straighter, forcing a smile.
"Yeah, okay." Yamcha said, he and Chi-Chi turning for the door.
"See you soon?" Krillin said, waiting for a nod from his best friend before turning for the door as well.
"Bye." Bulma said, giving a quick little wave before stepping out of the room, closing the door behind her.
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Krillin pulled a Capsule from his pocket, his aircraft appearing seconds later, "Well, I guess I better get home. See you guys tomorrow." He said, taking off after they'd said their goodbyes.
"I can't believe all of this." Yamcha said to himself as he headed for Chi-Chi's house, turning off the highway onto a quiet street.
"Would you have slept with him if you'd known all this before?" Bulma said, looking to her best friend.
"No way! Saiyajin? That's plain disgusting. I heard they're more like animals than Humans, you know, instincts first." Chi-Chi said, shaking her head slightly. It was all too much to compute.
"No, I meant that you'd make him so sick." Bulma said in a low, annoyed tone.
"That's crap, I didn't make him sick!" Chi-Chi exclaimed, struggling with the door as they pulled into her driveway. Finally, she got the door open and slammed it as soon as she'd climbed out.
"Hey, watch it! I just got this car!" Yamcha said, leaning forward to get a better look, searching for any kind of damage.
"There's no reason to get so upset. I was just asking you a question." Bulma said calmly.
"I'm not upset. I just wish everyone would quite blaming me for that idiot's problems!" Chi-Chi replied, starting off calm and ending it yelling. She didn't give them time to argue, turning on her heel and hurrying inside.
"Bitch." Bulma said in annoyance, transforming the normally one syllable word into two.
"Hey, don't worry. She's just upset. I don't think she can face the fact that it's her fault." Yamcha said as he headed for his girlfriend's home.
Bulma sighed, agreeing.
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"Ya said it had ta be somethin' more" Goku said, his gaze locked on his hands.
Vejita stepped out of the bathroom having just finished changing for bed, "What is it?"
"With Chi-Chi… It was tha first time I'd done anything like that." Vejita simply stared at the boy, admiring the light blush on his cheeks. Of course, no wonder it was so strong. Then, there was a sudden jolt of anger, and he didn't understand it. Vejita simply nodded to the boy in reply, finding his usual inner turmoil doubled, making it harder to speak without sounding like an idiot.
Without words, the lights were cut off, and the two Saiyajin were soon fast asleep.
