Oh Gods, I'm gonna get so many bad reviews for this, I can just feel it. Oh well, bring em on. I should have the fourth part up soon
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| Love To Beat All: secrets revealed and questions answered Sorry, I've been suffering from writers block, I've managed to get myself grounded, I've been sick, and I'm working on several other stories. Enough about me, let's talk about you. I love you guys! I've been getting the best reviews and hugs and kisses to you all! You should be so proud of yourselves for reviewing! As for you flamers, I've been dancing in the warmth from your reviews. You haven't phased me one little bit. You might want to try harder. Or you might want to give up. This little girl has suffered at the hands of people far more talented at hurting me than you. Okay, where'd we leave off. Oh yes, the party was just starting. We're going to find out just how awkward a situation can get. *********************************************************************** A large banquet hall was set up in the backyard. It was the kind you'd use for weddings and social parties. Its capsule had been lent to Goku and Vegeta for their mating ritual, the Saiyan equivelent of a wedding. They'd ended up keeping it after ChiChi refused to let Bulma take it home. Paint and hand prints still decorated the wall from that wild night over a year ago. "Hi Eve, I brought you a present. I hope you like them. I don't know if Cattans like chocolate but Saiyans do. You should see how fast Vegeta can go through this stuff," Yamcha blushed as he handed Vegeta the box of sweets. Vegeta looked helplessly at Goku for an answer as to what she was supposed to do. Goku shrugged his shoulders and motioned for her to take the gift. "Thank you, Yamcha. I'm going to put these in the house," Vegeta said through a fake smile as she motioned for Goku to follow her. "What kind of Saiyan are you supposed to be," she said with a hiss and a smile as Goku pinned her against the wall. They tossed the chocolates in the direction of the table. "Whatever do you mean," Goku laughed as he bent low to nip at Vegeta's neck. "Oh no, we are not arousing further suspicion till they know. And what I meant was the fact that a normal Saiyan male would kill, or at least maim, anyone who even got close to his mate," Vegeta laughed as she playfully ducked out of Goku's arms and made her way for the back door. Bulma was making her way from the hall to the house, Vegeta decided to stay where she was just to see what her former mate was up to. "Hi Eve, I'm Bulma. I love that dress. Juu almost talked me into it once but.... umm... Vegeta thought it was a waste of money. He said he couldn't understand why we females felt the need to dress like that when we have mates. Oh, I'm sorry! He's your cousin and I shouldn't talk badly about your family," Bulma blushed. "That's okay. Vegeta's been very foolish in the past. Every now and then someone should remind him that other people's feelings count. He was wrong for not allowing you to have this dress and," Vegeta gulped, her face flushed, "I'm sure it would look much better on you than I. I'd like you to have it. We can even go up to my room and change now, if you'd like." "No, that's okay. It's your dress. You have every right to it," Bulma inwardly kicked herself for saying that. She couldn't believe that someone who was part Saiyan, and raised with the customs, could ever be so kind. The other woman even looked hurt at her refusal. "Please, let me give this to you. It would make me feel better. Please? We even wear the same size. It would be no problem," Vegeta couldn't believe herself. She atributed her sudden need to care for those other than her beloved mate and her offspring as part of the new gender. "I'll make you a deal. I'll only take that dress if you'll agree to keep mine," Bulma smiled as she took a hold of Vegeta's hand. "Deal! Kakkarot, can you go take care of the other guest," Vegeta giggled as she and Bulma made their way up the stairs. "Yeah, and I'll let you know when Vegeta gets back," Goku laughed as he headed back to the reception hall. He smiled to himself, "Better be careful, Vegeta, they may grow to like you." *********************************************************************** "I swear you'll like her," Juuhachi smiled as she talked to ChiChi and sipped from the glass of wine Goku had just handed her, "She seems like a really nice girl, even if she is Vegeta's cousin." "I severly doubt I could like anyone who's Saiyan," ChiChi hissed. Goku, who'd been standing next to ex-wife looked at her with hurt eyes. Gohan, who'd been standing near by gave his mother a disgusted look and then stalked off to go find Piccolo, leaving his confused date to fend for herself. Murmurs filled the room as Vegeta and Bulma walked in, arms around each others waists like they were old friends. Bulma was wearing Vegeta's outfit and Vegeta was wearing Bulma's blue silk gown and the matching stilettoes. Both women were laughing. Bulma spotted ChiChi and directed Vegeta torwards her own koi. "ChiChi, this is Eve. You'll like her, I promise," Bulma laughed as she wrapped her arms around ChiChi's neck and kissed her love. "She's wearing your dress," ChiChi said suspiciously. "We switched. Now settle down, this is a party. We're going to have fun," Vegeta laughed as she hit the C.D player. Music filled the room and everyone settled into an uneasy rythym of dancing, gossiping, and waiting for the caterers to come. *********************************************************************** ChiChi and Bulma were dancing in the middle of the room. It was several hours into the party and Goku had slipped ChiChi enough spiked punch to make her pleasently bearable. The food had come and the Saiyans were all busy eating. Vegeta sighed as she looked at a clock. The party would be over soon. She had to tell them, it was now or never. "Um...," she cleared her throat, tears were welling in her eyes // tears, why am I crying? I should be happy. Oh, I know, they accept me as Eve. The minute I go back to be Vegeta I stop being their friend. I go back to simply being Goku's mate// She cried a little more and then spoke, "We have something to tell you. I'm not Vegeta's cousin. Vegeta does have a cousin who is half Cattan but her name is Shikon. I.......am......" "Who, who are you," Gohan asked. He was the only one who liked Vegeta, who saw him as a friend. He felt threatened by this girl who would lie to them, "and what have you done with Vegeta?" "I am Vegeta," she mumbled. The noises in the room stopped and all eyes were on her. She amy have been a super Saiyan but she felt as lost as the day her parents died. She backed torwards the door until she bumped into a strong chest. "What did she just say," Yamcha gulped as he watched Goku rub the girl's shoulders. Whoever she was, she was visibly scared. "I am Vegeta. I made a wish to the dragon. I wanted Goku to have a daughter. I wanted the daughter to be ours, solely ours," Vegeta whispered, tears sliding slowly down her face as Goku pulled her closer, "Judge me how you want but leave Goku out of this." The room fell silent. Goku and Vegeta hugged each other tightly, lost in each other and their thoughts. They were brought back by a set of arms wrapping around them both. "Thank you, Vegeta, you've made my dad so happy already and it's wonderful to know that you're going to be the mother to my half sister," Gohan smiled as he hugged his father and Vegeta. "You, you're Vegeta," Krillin laughed, "I love the new look. It suits you very well. You look like an Amazon. Bold, brash, beautiful, and Goku's perfect match." "Wow, who'd have guessed that Vegeta could make such a lovely woman," Juuhachi laughed as she remembered how Vegeta had blushed in the changing room. "Oh Gods, I kissed her hand," Juunana laughed as he turned several shades of pink, "You do make a lovely girl, Veggie." Vegeta shook her head everyone was offering congratulations and saying what a wonderful women she made. "You mean you all support this," Goku asked as he pulled Vegeta even closer. Everyone nodded and continued to offer their support. No one but Tien noticed as Yamcha slipped out the door. *********************************************************************** (A/N you may all thank Ivy for this strange insperation) "Yamcha," Tien said as he caught up to his friend and placed a tentive hand on his shoulder. "Gods, I acted like an ass tonight. I hit on Vegeta. I mean, it was Vegeta for crying out loud," Yamcha wailed his embaresment to the heavens. "No one's going to hold it against you. None of us knew." "Maybe I should just give up on women entirely. They cause me nothing but trouble." "Maybe and maybe what you need is this," Tien said as he kissed Yamcha softly. Yamcha's eyes went wide and then softened. "Maybe you're right," Yamcha breathed deeply and then returned the kiss. *********************************************************************** "I love you," Vegeta said as she cuddle up next to Goku in their bed, "and I'm so glad everyone accepts us." "Me too," Goku sighed into her hair. He then chuckled lightly, "Did you see Yamcha and Tien out in the yard?" "Yes. I'm glad they found each other." "I'm just glad that Yamcha's not going to be hitting on my mate anymore. Speaking of which," Goku sent a small amount of energy spiralling into a wall adjoining their room, "Quiet down in there. Some of us are trying to sleep. I mean it Yamcha, Tien, I'll make you guys go home. I don't care if it is three in the morning." *********************************************************************** Oh Gods, I'm gonna get so many bad reviews for this, I can just feel it. Oh well, bring em on. I should have the fourth part up soon |