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Hey guys❤🦄

So I went back to my old blog @darklymelanatedstories and saw some new requests. I'm not sure I'm in the write state (get it) but I'll try to fulfill your wishes to get them done.

I see y'all be really interested in Android 17 lately.

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Secret Club : Part 2

(ft Whis&Vegeta&Piccolo)

Special guest : Vados

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Welcome to the club

Where we like our tea a bit salty...if you know what I'm sayin'

~

"What the fxck is she doing here!!",Vegeta shouted as he pointed at the angel sitting at the antique table, holding a cup of tea with a smirk on her face.

"Can't a lady just come over to enjoy some tea?"

Vegeta turned to Piccolo angrily.

"I blame you for this Namek!"

Piccolo's eyes widened. "What for?!"

"It was your idea to move this outside. Now look, Champa's servant found us. I wonder who else is coming!"

Vados sighed. "Relax Saiyan. I was merely invited by my dear brother. No reason to yell at the Namek for suggesting to have some fresh air. You clearly could use it."

Piccolo smirked. "She's only been here a few minutes and is already better company than you, Vegeta."

Vegeta crossed his arms and scoffed.

"Ah, gentlemen. I see you've noticed we have a guest."

All eyes were on the male angel as he descended from the sky.

"And don't worry, Vegeta. We're in a secluded area. No one will know you like to drink tea and gossip with us every month."

Piccolo stepped in before Vegeta could say anything else. "So why is she here?"

"Isn't it obvious? To vent and eat free food just like you gentlemen do. I mean who can resist Earth food."

"Didn't Beerus wish you guys a planet with the super Dragonballs?",Vegeta questioned.

"Well, their food isn't as good and besides I missed my little brother.",she said with a pout.

"Great, now it's like we're on a female talk show.", Vegeta sighed as he sat down, still not happy with Vados joining them.

Whis huffed. "There's literally three men and one woman, Vegeta. Calm down."

Vegeta gave a harsh chuckle. "No, there's one gay, one woman, one green freak of nature and a powerful prince.",he said earning annoyed glares from everyone else.

"And I thought Champa was an annoying, delusional egotist.",Vados muttered.

"Nope. That goes to Vegeta.",Piccolo said before taking a bite of a muffin.

"Hey! I'm the prince of saiyans. I've killed so many of my enemies that it should be written in the history books!

Piccolo chuckled. "Yeah, it'd be called Psycho Prince, destroyer of lives. Still never managed to kill Goku."

"Come to think of it. Wasn't Piccolo the only person that could kill Goku?",Whis wondered.

Vegeta scoffed. "Pssh, that's not a big accomplishment."

"Seemed really important to you not so long ago.",Piccolo said.

Vegeta slammed the table angrily, surprising everyone that it didn't break.

"Oh shut up, Namek. Acting like you're all that. Like you didn't go fuck Kakarot's wife after you killed him!"

That caused everyone to almost choke on what they were eating or drinking. Whis holding in the tea he was about to spit out.

"NOW HOLD ON A DAMN MINUTE!! I NEVER DID ANY OF THAT!" Piccolo stood up, looming over Vegeta in a intimidating manner. Vegeta just standing up as well, though unable to match to Piccolo's height. "And how would you know?! You weren't even there!"

Vados couldn't help but laugh at the scene. "I thought you all came together to talk shit about everyone else, not to kill each other."

Whis gave his sister a smirk. "We have fun."

Soon after, Vegeta and Piccolo sat back down, acting as if they weren't about to kill each other not so long ago.

Vados returned the smirk. "Well, I'm going to like this club."

Feel free to let me know if there's anything else you'd like them to fight...I mean talk about. Also if I should add other special guests

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Nightmares (ft Goku)

WARNING: ABUSE, SELF HARM, DARK

You feel as if you're choking in a void of darkness surrounded by memories that haunt your mind. Such as the day you were dragged on  the ground by your hair towards the old, disgusting room where you were taken when you 'misbehaved'.

The bed was disheveled and dirty, covered in the stains of previous traumatizing experiencees you've endured from your ex.

Fighting and screaming you try to free yourself from his grip but to no avail. You're grabbed and tossed onto the bed. As soon as you're free from his grasp you move towards the headrest, trying to put as much distance between the two of you as possible.

He climbs onto the bed after you and grabs you, pinning you down, stopping your attempts at defending yourself. Still that didn't stop you from trying.

You beg and cry for him to stop amd let you go but he simply doesn't give a damn.

You start to scream, hoping for someone to hear your cries for help but deep down you know no one is coming. Despite all the fighting, you know the inevitable is coming so you close your eyes hoping for it to be over quickly.

~

You wake up to rough hands gently shake you awake. You realise you've been trembling as hot tears no stream down your cheeks.

You feel the rough hands gently rub your arm. You flinch at first at his touch, the memory if the dream still in your head. You eventually feel more at ease the hands circling patterns on your skin, immediately recognizing who it is and where you are.

Its the first night you've let a man into your bed after what happened, and that man being the man who saved you. Though even the thought of someone in such an intimate position with you is enough to turn you into an anxious mess but when he found you with a knife to your wrists he knew he had to stay.

At first seated on a chair next to the bed watching you until he dozed off, but when the nightmares got worse he'd climb onto the bed to comfort you while you were having a fit in your sleep. Either calming you back to a peaceful sleep or waking you up to bring you out of that nightmare, not caring that you'd end up crying in his arms the rest of the night.

He turns you so that you're facing him. Wiping the tears from your eyes, being as gentle as he could, he whispers that everything will be okay.

You clutch his shirt and sob into his chest. His arms wrap around you to pull you closer as he rubs your back and places a kiss on your forehead.

His hands move to touch your cheek, caressing your skin with his thumb as he whispers sweet nothings to calm you down. You beg him not to leave, to keep you safe.

"I'm not letting you go. You're safe now."

~

Memories of that day still reside in Goku's mind. The day blood was shed. The look of pure disgust on Goku's face as he stared at the twisted mans blood on his hands. If it had to be done he'd do it for you again.

You never got the chance to view the horrendous event as you were passed out when it happened.

Ater stepping out of the bathroom to wash away the blood he wrapped a large clean towel around your half naked form before picking you up in his arms and taking you to CapsuleCorp to get treated.

He wouldn't let anyone hurt you ever again.

"No one will hurt you...not anymore."

•••

I was thinking of my story Hide and Seek as I wrote this. That's why Goku goes a little dark.

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Confidence (ft Turles)

A request I got from Wattpad.

•••

You watch as Turles talks to his crew. His demeanour strong and confident. You wish you could be like that. Able to command the attention from a room just by walking in, and yet you were the lowly servant that just cleans the ship. Maybe if you were more confident and more open to taking risks then you'd be at a higher rank.

You sigh as you continue your cleaning duties. You get on your knees and proceed to scrub the floor, unaware of your hand moving towards an incoming foot which accidentally collides with your hand.

You wince as you clutch your hand. Although you're angry that the person didn't watch where they were going you can't find it in you to speak out of line.

"S-sorry." You say without looking up as you continue to scrub the floor.

You look at the feet next to you and realise that the person hasn't moved. "Could you please move?", you ask softly. The person hasn't moved.

"Are you ordering me around?"

You freeze at the sound of the voice you know all to well.

You muster enough courage to look up at the leader of Turles Crusher Corps. You meet his gaze and shrink back at the intensity of his gaze.

"Did i give you permission to look at me, peasant."

"No sir.",you say quickly as you avert your eyes.

You immediately go back to what you were doing, hoping he will go away but you feel his eyes on you.

"Hmm."

You try your best to ignore it but his stare is making you even more nervous, you even feel yourself sweating.

"Look at me."

You try to contemplate what to do. "But you said-"

"I know what I said.",he interjects. "Now look at me."

You gaze up at him and you shudder at his intense gaze. You give into the urge to turn away from him.

"I said. Look. At. Me."

You turn to him once more and gasp realising how much closer he's come to you.

He smirks. "Walk with me."

You get up and follow him just a few paces behind him.

He takes you to the dining area of the ship. "Get me some food.", he orders you.

You obey and timidly head over to the table of food that the chef has prepared

You try to find your way around the huge, bulky alien men as they surround the table.

"Excuse me.",you say timidly. "Pardon me."

After a while of trying to get arounf them. You feel like giving up.

"Out of the way peasant.",one of the men say. Another one looks at you and grabs you.

"Peasent huh? I'm sure Turles won't mind if I have fun with you."

You try to get out of his grip but to no avail. "Please let me go."

"No way little peasant.", he pulls you towards him until you hear the murmurs filling the room.

"Stop at once.",you hear Turles say. "Unhand her or you'll be the one of many to die by my hand."

The soldier immediately leaves you and backs away. "Yes sir. Sorry sir."

He turns to with a stoic expression then nods towards the table. "Now fetch me something to eat and come with me."

You fill the plate to the brim and follow Turles to what seems to be the door to his room.

"Um why-"

He holds up his hand to silence you then gestures to tell you to follow him in.

He goes to sit on his chair as he stairs at you and gestures to a seat opposite the table.

"Sit."

You avoid his gaze and set the plate on the table.

He starts eating as his eyes stay on you. You haven't eaten all day and your stomach growling is proof of that. You have the urge to ask him why he's doing all this but you choose to keep your mouth shut.

"Whatever it is. Say it."

"It's nothing."

"I'm giving you permission to speak so speak.",he says and you do the wise thing and obey.

"Why are you doing  all this?"

"You're too timid for your own good, you're a walking doormat and can't stand up for yourself. Honestly its pretty pathetic."

You look away, pretty embarrassed of yourself at the moment. You hate to admit it but he's right.

Your stomach growls again and he looks at you with an amused look. He slides the plate to you.

"Eat."

"Sir-"

"Lord."

"What?"

"Refer to me as my lord."

"Yes...my lord."

He smirks, as if pleased with this. He gestures to the food. "Now eat."

He watches you intently until you've had enough.

"Thank you my lord."

He stands up and moves towards you. His large body looming over yours.

You tremble at his mere presence. "My lord..."

"Whats the matter little peasant?", he asks.

Next thing you knew you he lowered himself to your level. His face hovering over your neck.

You continue to shiver as he smirks. "Are you afraid if me?"

"N-no." You said that came out as barely a whisper.

"What was that?"

"I'm..."

He squeezes your chin. "I need you to speak for me."

"I'm not afraid.",you say softly.

"Your body language says otherwise. Not that I'm complaining, its intoxicating to watch you tremble." He licks his lips.

You weren't scared, just nervousness mixed the growing desire from having him at such close proximity to you.

Usually he wouldn't even think about going close to a lowly human especially with your shy presence. Always blending into the shadows you didn't think he'd ever notice you let alone desire you.

"You're a shy little cunt aren't you?" He cocks a brow with a smirk on his face. He then gets up and you pout as feel far from his warmth.

"That's enough. Back to work. Be at my room first thing tomorrow. We need to work on that confidence of yours."

You stare at him for a while before turning to leave, your heart pounding and your face heated up.

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Secret Club

ft Piccolo&Vegeta&Whis)

I got this idea from @ zeldapanda. Thnx and enjoy love.❤️ I plan on making another part to this since this one's short.

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Welcome to the club.

Where we like our tea a bit salty...if you know what I'm sayin'.

~

The door flew open and slammed against the wall, startling Piccolo and Vegeta making them almost drop their drinks. The angel stomped into the room and sat at the antique looking table he designed that matched with all the other decor.

"Uh, Whis–"

Whis raised his hand, automatically silencing the Namek. "Wait a moment let me calm myself down." He sighed.

"Just let it all out and punch stuff. It feels great, trust me.",Vegeta mentioned.

Piccolo sighed. "Spoken like a true hothead."

Before Vegeta can retort they hear the angel rant about his day with the obnoxious God of Destruction followed by,

"Why that little, stupid, whiny, purple Barney looking...!" Whis' teeth clenched as he tried to think of another insult.

"Bitch?",Vegeta suggested.

"Yes that as well." Being a angel who always had to be calm, Whis wasn't one to blow up very much. But in the this club he could let it all out.

Piccolo chuckled. "Beerus really got to you, huh?"

Whis sighed and rolled his eyes. "If he keeps on acting up I'll have to trade him in for Goku.",he said resulting in a laugh let out by the three of them.

"Speaking of that idiot," Vegeta mentioned as he placed salmon onto his plate. "Last week the buffoon tried to kiss me!"

Piccolo raised a brow. "What the fuck?"

"Get this, the idiot has never kissed before and was curious so decided to try it on me.",he spat.

Piccolo smirked. "Guess we know who he'll cheat on Chi Chi with now."

"Shut up!",Vegeta growled. "I'm way out of that idiots league. To think that empty headed man boy would even think he'd have a chance with me. The prince."

"Right.", Piccolo said sarcastically. "Well I'm going to direct this conversation away from Vegeta's obvious crush on Goku."

"I do not–!"

"Yes you do." Piccolo smiled knowing he pissed off the saiyan. "Anyway–"

"Just like you and Gohan?",Vegeta said with a smirk.

Piccolo scoffed. "Please, I wouldn't go out with that wide eyed softy in a million years."

"I don't blame you. With his nerdy looking ass and all."

Whis took a sip of his tea. "It's hard to believe he's Goku's offspring. What with Gohan seeming to have more brain cells than his father."

"Goku even forgets that Gohan is his son at times.", Piccolo said. "It's hard to believe Chi Chi is still married to him."

"Jealous?",Vegeta asked with a raised brow.

"Off what?" Piccolo scowled with a blush coating his cheeks. "We don't go there."

Whis giggled. "Oh my."

"That woman's voice is as ear piercing as Bulma's.",Piccolo commented. "Honestly how do you live with that?"

"Ear plugs." Vegeta said bluntly before they all started laughing. "And also leave my wife out of this Namek.",he said after composing himself.

Piccolo rolled his eyes. "Calm down Mr McDonald's, I was just saying."

"What'd you call me, Slug!",Vegeta growled. They both got up from their chairs and glared daggers at one another. Whis giggled. Although they came together to hate on everyone else it was quite fun for the angel to see these two argue.

"At least this Veggie burger here found himself a wife.",Whis added. "Instead of stealing one like you did with Chi Chi."

Piccolo sat down and muttered. "Need I remind you that he stole Bulma from Yamcha."

Whis clapped his hands and smiled. "Alright I guess you're both homewreckers."

Vegeta sat back down and scoffed. Piccolo then said something to get back into the prince's good side.

"Yamcha was a piece of shxt anyway."

Vegeta smirked. "Was? He still is. That sorry excuse for a fighter. Fxcking scumbag. Coward. Playboy. Lazy fxck–"

"You wanna talk lazy, how about Yajirobe. Tub-of-lard looking ass.",Piccolo spat.

"That moron didn't even help in the future in the fight against Black.", Vegeta paused taking a huge chunk of meat before continuing. "Fxcking idiot thinks he's all that and a bag of senzu beans just because he cut off my tail. All he did was stuff his fat cheeks."

"You mean like how you're doing right now?",Piccolo said.

"Slug!"

Whis tapped his chin. "Well he at least isn't as disgusting as Goku." Whis cringed as he recalled the times Goku ate in front of him.

"I swear, why do you saiyans have to have such huge appetites?" Whis sighed. "Don't even get me started on Beerus. If he keeps on eating the way he does he'll end up looking like Champa."

Piccolo couldn't help but laugh. "And here I thought no one could get a stomach greater than Yajirobes."

The Namekian helped himself to some cake and custard. Something he's been craving for a while. Sure he was Namekian but he was raised on Earth.

"I thought you slugs only drank water.",Vegeta said event though he's seen Piccolo eat a bunch of times.

"I eat socially.",was all Piccolo replied with.

Whis raised a brow. "Really? And here I thought you only ate whenever Chi Chi cooked."

"Shut the fxck up, you devil.",Piccolo growled.

"You say that and yet I'm not the one going to hell, demon.",Whis snapped back.

"How has Beerus not killed you yet?"

Vegeta quickly swallowed his food then commented. "The question you should be asking is why Whis hasn't killed Beerus yet?. I swear I have never met an angel so evil in my life."

Piccolo smirked. "That's because when they look at you they run away."

Whis snorted almost spilling out his tea.

Vegeta growled. "Well they're wise to fear the prince of–"

"McDonalds." Piccolo cut him off.

"Why McDonalds though?",Vegeta finally asked. "Why the hell?!"

"Because your widow's peak looks like the McDonalds logo."

"I could kill you right here and now.",Vegeta threatened.

"And here I thought Veggie burger didn't have any beef.",Whis joked.

Vegeta placed his plate on the table with a look of anger on his face. When it seemed his was about to lose it, he started laughing.

"I fxcking hate this. I'm gonna go train."

"Yeah, I should leave too.",Piccolo said standing up.

"I suppose I better get to Beerus." Whis tapped his staff on the ground twice and the food and leftovers vanished. "See you two next time."

"Yeah."

"Whatever."

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Distraction (ft GokuBlack)

A request I got from my old blog by @ msbowser.

"Ugh!" You let out an exasperated sigh before letting your head fall onto the books scattered on your desk.

"Stress?",your lover asked as he walked into the room with a mug, of what you assumed was coffee, in his hands.

"Yeah."

You gladly took the hot mug from his hands and smiled when he gave you a kiss on the forehead.

Usually he's been very sweet about you spending your time studying instead of spending it with him. It was odd.

Just two weeks ago he was wrapping his arms around your waist and places distracting kisses all over you. Whenever you'd ask him to stop he'd just reply with something along the lines of, "You know, I could just destroy the school and every other school. I mean who needs education anyway?"

And you'd just shoot him a glare or a questioning look for a while to get him to let go of the topic and leave you be...but not before a bit more cuddling and kisses just because he thought you looked cute when you were annoyed.

Before you could even take a sip of the enchanting nectar of the gods, Black had lifted you off your seat before claiming the chair as his own.

"Hey!" Without sparing you a glance, Black just stared intensely at your papers and books as if he were trying to find the hidden meaning of life.

"Hmm, mmhm. Uh-hu.",he said as he nodded his head. "Interesting."

You couldn't help but smirk. You were about to make another attempt at drinking your coffee that was slowly getting cold but before you could, Goku Black had somehow pulled you down onto his lap on your side so you were somewhat facing him.

"You know I could help with that stress if you'd like.",he said whispered in your ear seductively. You bit your lip but still had enough resistance to roll your eyes at him.

"Black."

He looked at you with a devious smirk on his face.

"Fine." He sighed. "If you had only let me carry on my plans of destroying mankind, then maybe you wouldn't have to deal with all this.",he said as he brushed his hand over your cheek. "Stress, sleepless nights, not to mention you haven't been outside for a while."

"Aw, Black is concerned.",you cooed in a baby voice. "So cute."

"Shut up.",he said but you knew he didn't really mind by the smile on his face.

"Seriously, don't stress about these meaningless mortal tests. You'll do great. I know you will (Y/n). You've never failed before and you won't start now." What he said changed your whole mood as a smile appeared on your face. You were ready to head back to the hell hole of studying just so you could prove him right.

"If you even think of going "awwwww" again, I will–"

He didn't have time to finish that empty threat when you pressed your lips against his. He pulled you closer to him as he deepened the kiss but he soon pulled apart before things could get heated, earning an annoyed groan from you.

He chuckled. "Now dear, I know I'm irresistible but remember you have to put all that energy on studying." He got up off the chair then placed you in it before turning to leave.

"And if things go south–which I doubt they will– then I'll be there to threaten the lives of your professors." He then muttered loud enough for you to hear, "Maybe even kill one."

"Black.",you said in a threatening tone.

He turned to you with his arms behind his back. You held up your mug without even sparing a glance in his direction due to you already giving your studies all of your attention the minute he walked away.

"Make me another coffee. Mine's cold now."

He scowled at the fact that you thought you could order him around. He then smirked as if a lightbulb lit up over his head.

"Of course.",he said as he took the mug from your hands then whispered. "Now I have another excuse to come in here and annoy you."

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Nameless crush (ft Piccolo)

Part 1: Curiosity

So beautiful. I found a perfect spot in the forest. A beautiful view of the sun resting on the horizon. Gohan took me her a few weeks back when we were trying to escape fangirls and paparazzi cause I asked to take a picture of him in his Great Saiyan Man outfit. I chuckled at the memory off Gohan almost being stripped naked by a bunch of fan girls.

I stared at the horizon as the fresh breeze hit my face. I enjoyed every minute of it. The peace, the fresh air, the view, nature. You couldn't find any of these in the city. Other than that there was something else about this place that drew me in, I don't know if its just the beauty of mother nature but something in me keeps telling me to come back. Like I'll find something more.

But every time I came back there wouldn't be anything out of the ordinary. I took out my earphones from my pocket and placed them in my ears. A song was already playing, probably because I never turn my music off. I listen to music more than I listen to people so I like to something playing just incase I need to tune out someone.

I laid there on the grass and looked up at the semi dark clouds in the sky.

"Hmm, could rain soon."I said to myself. Though I didn't really care if it rained. I don't mind getting wet. I closed my eyes and dozed off. Drifting into my secluded dream world.

I felt a wet, icy drop hit my cheek, though I dismissed it and went back to sleep. It wasn't until I heard a sound of someone moving, that I shot up and looked around, scanning my surroundings.

"Probably just another animal walking past."I said to myself as I let out a breath of relief. Though I couldn't help but feel like I was being watched. It started raining harder. I took out my earphones, my I've already went through my whole playlist so my music stopped playing a while ago. I looked up at the sky, letting the water stream down my face.

"Shouldn't you be indoors right now?"asked a deep, male voice from behind. It startled me but I didn't show it.

"I could ask you the same thing."I replied, my face still enjoying the cool rain. "Its raining cats and dogs out here, why aren't you inside?"

"I like training in the rain sometimes."the man said. "Whats your excuse?"

I stood up and cracked back, my back still facing the man.

"I like the rain out here and I don't feel like going back to the city. Its so peaceful here."

"Don't earthlings usually get sick from sleeping in the rain though?"he asked. "Earthling?" I thought.

Is this guy one of the aliens I've heard of or just weirdo. I heard him take a few steps closer. With my guard up, I turned quickly turned around to face this strange man.

I jumped back in shock to see him right in front of me. His chest so close to my face. It looked like...is he green? His purple gi that stuck to his green, wet, toned body and a white cape that gently flew in the breeze.

"Ok so he's clearly an alien. Dare I look up at his face?"

I slowly lifted my head up at the green man...alien. His dark, ivory eyes looked down at mine. I tried my best to hide my nervousness but I guess he could sense it becuase he took a few steps back.

I stared at his face, his features for a while. He didn't look that bad, actually pretty handsome.

"So are you gonna answer my question or just keep staring?"he questioned with an annoyed tone. It snapped me out of my thoughts breaking me out of the trance I was in.

"Oh yeah, sorry. I was just-"

"Staring at the hideous monster before you?"

I waved my arms frantically in the air, with an embarrassing blush on my face.

"What!? No, no. I mean I was staring but," I trailed off. "You're not hideous, you're actually pretty handsome for an alien. Gah! Not that I'm saying aliens are ugly but-"

He raised his hand, cutting me off. "Its fine. I understand, most people react this way when they see me",he said. "At least before running away screaming. Which I believe now is your cue to do so."

"Why would I do that?"I asked.

"Why not? Most earthlings do." He seemed curious.

"Well I'm not most. Thats stereotypical."I said, glaring at him. His dark, cold eyes staring back.

We glared at each other for about a minute until...I sneezed. He chuckled a bit before going back to his stoic state.

"Whats so funny?"I asked.

"I guess that answers my question."he teased. "You should head home, before it gets worse." He turned and flew up a few feet in the air.

"Hey wait, you can fly? Then why not give me a lift!?",I yelled out. He stopped mid-flight and turned to me with a grin on his face.

"I don't pick up weirdo's who like sleeping in the rain.",he responded. "Sorry but you're on your own. I also noticed that you didn't come here with a car, better start walking."

He then flew off, leaving me here.

"Why you big green–ugh!",I yelled, stomping my foot on the wet ground.

"Guess its my fault anyway. But he could've been a little helpful."

I walked back to the city, it wasn't to far from where I was. Plus it wasn't that bad since the rain lightened. Everything I had on was soaked and the uncomfortably wet clothes made it almost unbearable. But I made it nonetheless.

I opened the door to my apartment, tracking water and mud all over my floor. I stripped and got into the bath. After what happened I didn't feel like another shower. After the 20 minute soak I got into my fuzzy PJs, and slippers and made myself some tea while binge watching My wife and kids. I didn't pay attention to most of it as I was busy thinking of that alien guy I met. I silently cursed when I realised I didn't get his name. My God he was handsome. I needed to take a picture of him next time.

~

I couldn't sleep. My thoughts of this guy kept me up. Question after question hitting my brain whenever I tried to sleep. I needed to know more, to see more, to hear more. I got up around 3 in the morning and packed all my stuff. I wore my favourite black and yellow hoodie, dark jeans and purple sneakers. I left the apartment and headed to the same spot. Multitasking trying to tie my hair and eat a chocolate bar for my "breakfast".

I headed to the spot, the sun started rising in between the moutains. Letting nice warm light hit my face.

"Oh, it's you again." That deep voice, it was definitely him. "Though I didn't expect you to be here so early.",he said, he sounded intrigued. "Or do you always do this every morning?"

"Nope, I couldn't sleep so I decided to come here and explore the forest.",I said.

"Oh really. There's a lot of places to go to but you decided to come to this exact spot. Why?"

I wanted to turn around and look at him but fear of staring into those eyes stopped me.

"I just wanted to enjoy the view first.",I said nervously.

"Ok let me not stop you. Enjoy.",he said somehow knowingly. I heard him walking further away from me with each step.

"Wait.",I said. He stopped. "What's your name?" I turned to him. His back facing me. He glanced over his shoulder, his dark pupils got a glimpse of me.

"Piccolo."he said.

"Piccolo." His name felt sweet when I uttered it. Leaving my lips tingling.

"Nice name.",I happily said.

"I believe this is the part where you tell me yours." He came closer but this time I showed no nervousness. I tried to keep a neutral face but a smile crept out when he took his final step.

"Nope. I don't feel obligated to go around telling my name to strangers."

"You're a weird one."

"Really? Thank you, I was always told I wasn't normal. Now here an alien is, proving everyones point by calling me weird.

He gave me a small smile before levitating with his legs crossed. His eyes never leaving mine. Like he was observing me.

"Didn't anyone tell you its rude to stare?"I asked.

"Thats funny coming from someone who couldn't take their eyes off me yesterday."

I couldn't say anything. I just stared at him as a light blush appeared on my face. A soft chuckle escaped his lips, like he found this amusing.

I let out a fake cough. "What?"

"Why are you nervous?",he questioned. I snapped myself out of it and stood confidently.

"I'm not. Why would I be?" I folded my arms and turned to the side avoiding his gaze.

"Your face."

"What about my face?" I then became self conscious. Was there something on my face?

"Nothing. So you're not going to tell me your name?"he asked, changing the topic.

"No, why do you wanna know anyway?" At this point I was just trying to distract him with questions so he'd stop staring.

"Just curious."

The sound of his feet touching the ground made me quickly turn to face him. He glanced down at my bag for a second before looking back at me.

"Guess I'll see you tomorrow then.",he said before walking away.

"How do you know I'll be here tomorrow?",I asked suspiciously.

"I know you will.",he stated before taking off.

I sighed. Sweet breath of relief. His charcoal coloured eyes stopped staring into my soul. At least I knew his name now.

"Piccolo."

[2darklymelanatedstories]

Surprise me (ft Piccolo)

Inspired by

You don't know my name

By

Alicia Keys

~

You quickly dashed into the coffeeshop you worked at, all while avoiding people passing by. You were late, as usual but to you it seemed like you were early.

As soon as you opened the door, you immediately regretted it. Your manager was waiting by your post and by the look of it he wasn't happy. This was the third time this week and he tried to be understanding but now it seems like your were taking advantage. Luckily it wasn't that busy. Merely only about eight people that morning.

You quickly went over to apologize before offering to take over some of the orders and fill in for the other co-workers. One of which was one of your closest friends.

"Hey, sorry I'm late. Let me get that.",you said trying to take the dirty plates from their hands.

"It's okay, it's okay. I got this sweety.",they said.

Their attention soon went from you to the door the moment they heard the clinging of the bell.

They turned to you with a smirk. "Your boy just walked in."

In a second, your face lit up as you battle to jump in excitement.

Your head swung towards the door where the man of your dreams stook out like a sore thumb. He's emerald skin instantly put attention to him and the bright clothes didn't help either.

You noticed he wasn't in his usual attire. Usually he had on his purple gi and turban. Rare occasions he'd come in with his cape but today he had on a yellow shirt with the logo Postboy and denim jeans along with a blue cap. Not what you are used to but you found it cute.

You turned your head away from him so he couldn't see you staring but it seemed as if you were too late when he all too suddenly passed a glance towards your direction.

"You okay?",your friend asked. You gave them a nod and took a deep breath. He took a seat in the corner close to the window. His favourite spot. Everyone knew it.

He was avoided by the rest of the staff, mostly because they probably knew that he preferred you taking his orders.

You took your notebook and headed to his table. He seemed off so you thought to be extra cheerful.

"Good morning.",you said giving him a warm smile. Though you thought it'd be a better greeting if you knew his name. "So what will it be today, the usual?"

"Hey, uh yeah. The usual please."

"Sure thing." You needn't give him a menu, he always ordered the same thing.

You went to place the order but as you were about to you thought of something else.

"So the usual?",the cook asked. You thought for a moment before reluctantly shaking your head.

"Nah." You leaned in and whispered something in his ear. He looked over at the Namekian who's gaze was fixated on the outside garden with the gentle breeze blowing in his face from the open window. He then looked back at you, he was skeptical but shrugged and went on with the order.

Once he was done he called you over. "Okay I'm done, just do that thing you always do with his tea first."

You quickly whipped up his tea and placed everything on his tray before delivering it to him.

He looked at it then back at you with a brow raised. He was about to speak but you cut him off.

"I know this isn't usually what you order but you seemed a bit off lately so I thought it'd be a nice surprise."

He stared at you for a moment then gave you a small smile which warmed your heart.

"Thanks." He then got up and opened a chair for to sit. "How bout joining me this time?"

You felt your face heat up. This is the most his talked to you and now he was inviting you over to sit with him. Without saying another word you sat down and could hear the whispers and soft cheering of your co-workers.

"Oooh. Get it sweety.",you heard your friend say. You honestly felt a bit embarrassed and it seemed you weren't the only one.

As the morning passed, you two spoke as if you were just two close friends even though you knew barely anything about each other. Though it seemed like it was mostly just you asking countless questions about him and him just smirking at how amazed you were at his answers.

Though like how good things must end, the time came when you had to hand him the check and he had to leave.

"So I'll see you next week?",you asked as he reached the door.

He smirked. "Sure."

~

Four weeks passed and you haven't seen from him. You couldn't help but feel terrible because he was on your mind since that day. Now he's presence was never felt in the cafe. Sure it was only four weeks but to you it felt like months. You stopped being excited for work and it was just a reminder of how he wasn't coming back.

Your friends and co-workers noticed and tried to cheer you up but they knew your smile was fake.

~

Another week passed and it was around 4 in the afternoon. It was Sunday so you closed earlier. Last of the customers left and you were cleaning up with your friend while the speakers played soft throwback music.

As you were sweeping you heard the bell as the door slowly opened.

You were too deep into the song to notice, that is until your friend tapped you on your shoulder. "Sweety," they whispered. "Your boy just walked in."

You reluctantly turned to him. His gi was ripped and burnt in places and his beautiful skin had bruises all over. You dropped the broom and cupped your hands over your mouth.

Though he seemed very messed up, he couldn't help the smile on his face.

"Hey (y/n)."

You approached him and gently placed your hand on his bruised arm. "Piccolo? Are you okay? What happened?"

"It's nothing, I'll be fine.",he said. You looked up at him and were a bit reassured by the look in his eyes. You seemed to stare into each other's eyes for a while until you realised that your hand moved down to intertwine with his.

Once you noticed this your hand unintentionally tightened it's grip. Seeing him that way made you hesitant to let him go.

"Soo..." Your friend stepped forward. "You need to sit down or..?"

"Yes actually. I'd like to order if you'll let me."

You almost jumped. "Sure, what'd you like?"

"Surprise me."

[2darklymelanatedstories]

Fixated (ft Frieza)

Swaying a glass of blood red wine in his hand, Frieza's eyes fixated on the billions of stars painted on the dark abyss of space. It was one of those days when he'd just stare for hours and think. Think of...you. Oh how you're always on his mind. How you two would stare at the billions of stars when he wasn't busy with his "business" or murdering people, either for business or pleasure. When you'd torture poor souls together just out of boredom. He loved how you looked covered in the blood of your enemies. How you'd smile when he'd wrap his tail around your waist and pull you closer to his pelvis just to show how much he wanted you. When he'd unintentionally smile when finding you in his arms in the morning. The dirty looks you'd give when you were in meetings, knowing exactly how badly you tortured him. The slow movement of when you'd lick your lips seductively after he's just taken a life.

"(Y/n)",he whispered. His warm breath hitting the cold window. Everything has been cold. Ever since things went wrong. Ever since you started questioning him isolating you from others. When you said his jealousy was out of control. When rumours spread of him being obsessive. That it was making him crazy-you were making him crazy.

A chuckle escaped his lips at the idiotic thought. Him? Crazy? Never. Maybe he was crazy for you but that's normal in what they call love. Isn't it? That's what love is. Being with your love forever. Loving them forever. Having them to yourself and not anyone else. You were his, no one else's, and he'd kill anyone that thought otherwise. In fact-he has. He's killed men and women for just looking at you the wrong way. You were his. His only. His forever. He wasn't crazy. He wasn't crazy!

His head whipped back as he lets out a deranged cackle. "I'm not mad. I'm in love. She's mine. Precious (y/n)."

He loved you, to a point that he clung to you in an unhealthy degree. At least that's what they said-what you said.

His mind then went to all the thoughts that drove him mad since that day. That maybe you didn't want him anymore. That you had been cheating on him. That you had never love him. The thoughts. The thoughts that took over that day. That horrible day.

A fight that had escalated that lead you to the ships launch pad. You said you couldn't do this anymore. You needed a break to think things through. You need time-apart. Apart! He tried to persuade you but everyone knows what happens when Frieza doesn't get his way. You couldn't walk away, yet you did.

"It was an accident. I didn't mean to. I didn't mean to. Please forgive me (y/n)." A single tear slid down his pale grey cheeks, landing into the wine he didn't even take a sip of. Alcohol could only do so much. It couldn't take away the pain. It couldn't bring you back.

Now you're never coming back to him. Your spirit won't even dare go near him. The man that ended it all. Your relationship. Your feelings. Your life.

And yet every so often he'd stare into the void of space, fixated on the very place he reduced your body to ash. Fixated on you. His love. His one and only. The one that he actually cried for after killing.

The one that he gave his whole heart to. Now you're dead, along with his feelings.

[2darklymelanatedstories]

The McGeta Milkshake (ft Piccolo & Vegeta)

Somethin' stupid I thought of. Art by yours truly. Mc-Vegeta. So McGeta. Just in case you don't get it.

~

Piccolo glared at Vegeta, slurping his milkshake as loud and obnoxious as Goku, in hopes to annoy the Saiyan. The veins popping on his McDonald's forehead told Piccolo that he had accomplished his mission.

As Vegeta was about say something–out of anger most likely–the Namekian ceased his annoying act as there wasn't anything left. He looked at the milkshake cup for a moment with a look of disgust as if he had just tasted the most disgusting thing in the world. Vegeta smirked. "So how was it, Namek?"

Piccolo scoffed. "I've had better."

Piccolo crumbled up the cardboard cup and decided to do a blind shoot into the recycle bin far behind him only to be disappointed when he heard the sound of a similar cup hitting the ground behind him.

"Well then why'd you finish it?",Vegeta asked as he stuffed his hands into the pockets of his black jeans.

"Because I bought it, thought it'd be only right to do so. That was a mistake."

Vegeta flashed Piccolo a smirk.

"Well I guess I won't be seeing your ugly face here again but I doubt it since you love coming here to insult my food. Maybe you should stick to water since you clearly have no real taste buds, Namek."

Piccolo glared at the owner of the entire franchise then stood up. His scowl was replaced with a devilish smirk. "Oh, I just wanted to sample your trash before a better restaurant opens up. I heard Goku's in the food business now."

That hit the Saiyan prince and turned his calm attitude into one of serious anger. "What!!"

A satisfied grin shaped the Namek's lips. "Ever heard of KFC. Kakarot's fried Chicken?",he said before walking out the door taking his false statements along with him. It's not lying per say, Goku has been wanting to do that for a while but well... he's Goku.

Piccolo sighed as realisation just hit him in the face. "Fxck, now I have to get that idiot a restaurant."

As he neared his car, piccolo was tackled by a certain spiky haired boy. "Hey, Mr Piccolo."

Piccolo smiled as he patted the kids head affectionately. "Hey kid. What are you doing here?"

"Bulma asked me to make sure Vegeta doesn't turn into Super Gordon Ramsay and kill the staff...like last time."

"Oh wait," Piccolo reached for his wallet in his pocket and pulled out 20 Zeni. "If you see Vegeta, it's not for me. Get yourself something too."

Gohan raised an eyebrow. "What's this for?"

"A milkshake."

[2darklymelanatedstories]

Some of y'all already know this story. Just reposted it. About time I get started on part 2.

You will be mine (ft Piccolo & Chichi)

Part 1

Everything went downhill when he left. When he died at the hands of a monster, who the police still could not find, and left Gohan and I alone, along with another baby already on the way. Having one more mouth to feed while working at my horrid job just to make ends meet and make sure my baby boy doesn't go to bed hungry.

Goku wasn't the most involved parent but he kept us living a comfortable life. He kept us safe and happy but now he's gone and we couldn't even give him a proper send off because the detectives still haven't found the body of my supposedly deceased husband.

"There was blood all over the scene. The DNA match, it's your husband. But there's footsteps leading away from the scene but they stop at a dead end."

How could his corpse just get up. Was he still alive?

"An anonymous witness said that they saw his body there before we arrived. The footprints match with the sneakers he wore."

It doesn't make sense. He couldn't have just walked away and vanished of the face of the earth.

"It's no doubt that this is a suicide. There isn't any evidence of another human being that was at the scene of the crime."

They say it was suicide but I know my Goku. He was too happy to have taken his own life. He had so much to live for. He had his life, his friends. He had us...he had me.

No. Someone must've done it. For some reason Goku's good nature got him more enemies than friends. Someone must've done it.

"Alright, ma'am. Since you keep pushing for this, who you do think would want your husband dead?"

A lot of people. The people that couldn't get rid of Goku just as he couldn't get rid them.

"Frieza? You better have some pretty tight evidence and a lot of guts to be accusing one of the most powerful people on Earth for murdering your husband."

"Cell? Cell has been locked in holding for years. He couldn't have done this and the androids have done their time. Your husband even fought for their freedom, remember?"

"Chi Chi, you honestly think the husband of Bulma Briefs could have done this? If it were Vegeta we'd have known by now. I know this is a hard time but you should stop wasting our time and going around accusing people. You have a child to look after. You don't wanna have anyone suing or pressing charges."

Could even be one of his closest friends. These guys weren't always angels when they met Goku. But maybe they were right. Maybe I let Goku's death get to me. I can't worry about that now. I have a child to look after and soon I'll have two.

Speaking of which...

"Hey mom we're back." Placing the sparkling clean plate, from my absentminded cleaning, back into the sink, I placed a smile on my face before turning to my little boy who was already running to me to trap in one of his powerful bear hugs.

"Sorry we're late. We got held up a bit.",he said.

"It was my fault." The sound of the deep baritone voice echoed in the kitchen as he stepped in with one hand stuffed in his jean pocket and the other one clutching something tightly in his palm.

"We thought we'd get you something nice." He looked at Gohan, giving him a smirk. "Right, Gohan?"

"Yeah!!" My little boy started jumping up and down excitedly then grabbed my hand impatiently to drag me to the outside.

"Ok calm down! What is it you wanted me to–"

My eyes widened. In front of me was a big red capsule Corp brand car with a large white bow on the hood. Probably a newer model since I haven't seen much of them driven around.

"What a beautiful car." I was about to ask why piccolo suddenly got himself a new car when he came up next to me swaying the keys on his finger.

"And it's all yours."

I looked at him in disbelief. "Mine?"

"Yep. I figured it'd help that you don't have to take the bus to work everyday plus it'd save you alot of time on your errands."

I was stuck between feeling happy and grateful for the thought and amazing gift, and feeling insulted to be thought of as a charity case. I don't know how many times I've told him that I was fine. I wasn't a damsel in distress that needed saving. I could do this one my own but–he's so sweet.

Ever since Goku "died" Piccolo has been nothing but helpful despite me practically chasing him away whenever he offered his services or money. Goku wasn't a very wealthy man and he didn't have life insurance so when he died he left us high and dry, but Piccolo would always be there...for some reason.

Always coming around whenever he had the chance to spend time with Gohan or just to keep me company and be my shoulder to cry on whenever I missed Goku.

Maybe it has something to do with him being very close to Gohan but I can't complain. Out of all the people I know, Piccolo proved to be the one I can trust.

"So, do you want to try it out?",he asked. I was so busy with my own thoughts I didn't even realize that he had opened the door for me.

"Uh," Gohan suddenly had a nervous look on his face. "Are you sure about this, Mr Piccolo? Mom is a already a force to be reckoned with, now imagine what her with road rage would be like.

Piccolo's eyes widened looking as if he paled at the thought. "On second thought, it's getting dark. Maybe we should try it out another–"

"Nope, too late!",I shouted, jumping into the driver's seat and clutching the steering wheel just in case the boys would try pulling me out.

Piccolo got into the driver's seat and we noticed the little scamp trying to creep away.

Piccolo honked the horn, startling him and freezing him on the spot. "Gohan, get in here!"

"But I've got homework–"

"Oh no, it was your idea to go car shopping. If I die, you're dying with me."

I rolled my eyes as I turned the key. "Jeez, you don't drive for a few years and now people are afraid you might kill them."

Hearing a laugh from my passenger I turned to find his obsidian eyes staring back at me. His eyes were filled with something, something I can't put my finger on.

I noticed his lip twitch a bit before he turned away from me and put his seatbelt on. "Let the kid stay home and I'll judge your terrible driving myself."

"It's passengers like you that make me wanna crash the car.",I teased earning a growl and slightly terrified look on his face. I rolled down my window and told Gohan to stay safe and that I'd be back soon.

Piccolo scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest, covering the Namek logo on his white T-shirt. "He'll be fine, it's me I'm more worried about."

•••

"So how was that?",I asked with a smug look on my face as I parked the car outside his home. Hey, he had to get home somehow.

He grunted. "I'm surprised I made it in one piece."

"Listen, if you're too chicken then don't ride with me next time."

"Very funny.",he said sarcastically, rolling his eyes.

Raising my head up with a smile I replied with, "I know, I'm hilarious."

He gave me a scowl to which I just laughed at because I couldn't take him seriously no matter how intimidating he might seem.

"Thank you.",I said once I regained composure. "For everything. I really appreciate you helping our family out."

He flashed me a rare smile. "Well it wasn't easy, what with you threatening to end my life with your murderous frying pan and all."

I nudged him in the arm. "Leave my frying pan out of this."

I took his hand in mine, feeling how he stiffened lightly at my touch. He looked at me and I gave him a warm smile. "Goku was right about you and I see why Gohan loves you too. I'm lucky to have a friend like you, Piccolo."

He sighed, it sounded...sad. Maybe it was because the mention of Goku.

"Yeah, friends.",he muttered. "That's what they're for, right?"

I squeezed his hand gently and I felt him do the same. There seemed to be a lingering before he let go and got out of the car.

I said my goodbyes and drove off for home. I'm about to have another baby in 8 months. I have to find my husband's killer, with or without the stupid police. At least I know that I'll have Piccolo by my side to help me.

•••

Intoxicated, he stepped into the dark room where the only light source was coming from the open door from which he came him and the windows where the curtains weren't shut. Finishing his glass of whiskey in one chug, he manoeuvred his way to his bed, the torturous words still replaying in his mind.

When he neared his bed, he noticed the box on his dresser. The box he forgot to put back in his hiding place. The box he didn't want to put back. He loved looking at it. The box brought back that loving memory.

The box that contained the ring.

The ring of the man he had murdered.

A devilish smirk shaped his lips as he opened it, the moonlight shining on the gold ring.

He held it up to his face as a chuckle left his lips which immediately turned into a deranged cackle.

Phase one was complete.

"You will be mine."

[2darklymelanatedstories]

I killed for you (ft Frieza)

Okay, y'all have a freaky ass relationship with Frieza. It's a cute intro on how everything goes spiral from here. Enjoy.

PART 1

"Why would you do such a thing.",you muttered as he walked away, seemingly unaffected by his actions.

"Oh, calm down my dear. I don't see what the big deal is and besides I didn't want to miss church today.

"Church?"

He chuckled and shrugged before his glance fell on you over his shoulder.

"Killing someone is like going to church for me. I feel so rejuvenated afterwards."

~

It's been over a year since you had started a relationship with Frieza. First starting off as one of his "employees" after he broke you out of a psychiatric hospital and decided you were to be an asset to him. To this day you still don't know why. But he never understood why you were in a insane asylum when you never showed extreme signs of being a psychopath and frankly...he was kind of disappointed.

Though it wasn't long before he started wanting you around and somehow you soon warmed your way into his heart, into his life, into his empire and into his bed.

"(Y/n)?",he questioned when he felt your fingers circling his chest, indicating that you were awake. You hummed in response as you continued trailing invisible patterns on his chest.

"Cooler and my father will be arriving in a few weeks to discuss some things. I trust you'll be by my side then." It wasn't a question, he was just telling you to confirm his orders.

"Yes, I know. I'll be your arm candy.",you said.

"Arm candy that no one is allowed to taste but me.",he said possessively as his fingertips grazed your spine.

"Aw, Frieza don't like sharing?",you asked in a childish, mocking tone. You looked up at him to find his blood red eyes staring at you. You didn't fear him and knew that look was for show so you couldn't help but laugh when a scowl shaped his lips, realising that his look failed to intimidate you.

"Not funny (y/n).",he scoffed yet couldn't help the small smile on his face. In a blink of an eye, you were rolled to your back with your arms pinned above your head while Frieza loomed over you.

"Of course I don't want to share you. The thought alone repulses me.",he said before pressing his lips against yours. "You're mine (Y/n). The whole of Earth shall know that."

•••

"Frieza–" the man's cries were short-lived when Frieza sent a gunshot to his chest. Something he'd never do himself. He never got his hands dirty, that's what his men were for but this time it was a bit more personal.

"Zarbon and Dodoria get rid of this filth.",he ordered. In a few seconds, the body was gone and you two were alone.

You had witnessed the most gruesome punishment ever to be done to one of Frieza's underpaid lackies just because he accidentally tripped and touched your boob/chest. That was enough to drive Frieza mad. And you thought you were the crazy one but for a second there Frieza made every single deranged person you knew, from the mental hospital, seem like they were normal members of society.

"You didn't have to do that, Frieza. It was an accident."

He scoffed. You let out a heavy sigh. This is what you signed up for. Life with the most powerful and notorious crime boss and drug Lord on Earth. Man with connections everywhere on the planet, dirt on the most powerful people on Earth. Man that couldn't be stopped. Lord Frieza.

"Do you think I care that it was an accident! He should've just landed on the damn floor!"

"Frieza–" you were cut off by the burning glare he sent you that finally got you to shut up. Frieza was the most jealous and possessive person you've ever met...and you loved that about him but sometimes it became frustrating to try and reason with the bastard. He fucking killed a man for tripping on you.

"You know (y/n), you seem to forget who I am and where you stand.",he said grabbing your arm aggressively to pull you towards him before his hands were harshly on your chin to force you to look at him. "You're mine and mine alone. Anyone else who thinks otherwise shall immediately suffer the consequences. So don't think that just because you have waltzed into my life that I have become soft. I haven't the slightest. My hands are still showered with the blood of the thousands I've killed," as he said so, his hands trailed down to wrap around your waist to pull you closer to his body. You let out an involuntary gasp as his cold hand trailed up the small of your back slowly. A smirk shaped his lips as his fingertips grazed your skin. "And yet my hands shall be the only ones to touch your warm skin (y/n). To have the honour of feeling every inch of you." His expression softened as did his words.

He sighed as he pressed his forehead against yours. You allowed yourself to shut your eyes, oddly feeling safe around him despite having witnessed a gruesome sight. Not that it was new but something inside always stirred whenever Frieza had taken a life and to be honest, you weren't sure if you didn't like it. It wasn't a bad feeling yet...

Your relationship was just so damn complicated. You hated him yet he was your everything. You wanted to choke him yet you wouldn't wish death upon him no matter how many innocent souls he tortured. Fact is, he tortured them for you.

"(Y/n).",you snapped your eyes open to find him already staring at you intensely.

"Just say the words...and I'll gladly kill anyone for you."

Those words were all you needed to hear to wrap your arms around him and pull him into a kiss. A feeling of longing and lust overcame you and you desperately wanted you sire to have ravished you with bloody hands.

Lifting you up as you wrapped your legs around his waist, a moan left your lips when you felt his hands grip your thighs possessively.

Before you knew what was happening, you were pressed against the nearest wall. Unaware until your back hit the surface hard before he trailed kisses down your neck. You had no idea why he was being gentle but you hated it.

You wanted to have him bruise and abuse you just the way you loved it.

"Frieza..."

A moan left your lips when he hit your sweet spot and started sucking and nibbling on the skin as his hands gently caressed your thighs. It was unbearably sweet. Why was he torturing you like this?

You felt his lips curve up to a smirk. He enjoyed this.

"Frieza...rougher...please!",you begged. You knew he wanted you to. As soon as those words left your lips, you were pressed harder against wall, his nails digging into your skin as he grinded against you.

He bit your neck hard, earning a scream from you. He loved it when you screamed because of him as much as he loved the moans.

"Frieza!"

He chuckled. "You'll be screaming that more, tonight."

Lapping at the wound on your neck, he tightened his grip on you as you were lead o to the least bloody place in the room. He rested you on the cold floor and proceeded to get rid of the pesky fabrics on your body by ripping them off. You gasped at the sudden action before your eyes settled on Frieza. The way he looked at you. The possessive love, the passion, the greedy lust and complete admiration in his eyes as he stared intensely at your naked form. It was then when something dark inside you started rising and you realised, "I'd kill for him too."

[2darklymelanatedstories]

One of my all time favourite stories

Sharp Shooter (ft Beerus)

A sharp shooter

My hearts ruler

Sniper on the roof

I'll make love to you

•••

Its Valentines Day, the day every planet celebrates. The day for love, revealing your feelings, making single people feel bad, putting pressure on people in relationships and wasting money on things your partner will probably never use again.

Whis' left for planet Earth to go to the Love festival. I rejected the invite, I hated this holiday and Whis knew why though still tried to get me to go with him but he eventually gave up.

I sat on the stump of a purple tree with my legs crossed, eating some Valentines chocolates carved in my liking that Bulma had the top chocolatiers make. I hated the holiday but I loved the gifts. If only I could rub these chocolates in Champa's face. I bet no one got him something like this.

In the middle of my snacking I felt a presence. My eyes scanned the area, nothing but flowers, trees and a river.

I shrugged it off and resumed snacking. Thank you Bulma for the huge box.

I felt it again. Something was coming towards me. Without even a blink, my quick reflexes caught a golden arrow.

"There's a note."

"A sharp shooter

Your hearts ruler♡♡♡ "

"What?",I questioned to myself. I immediately had no idea what to think of it.

I closed the large, heart-shaped box of chocolates and placed the arrow under the red bow on the box. I jumped off the stump then scanned my surroundings once again. Thanks to my adorable, big ears. I heard someone from behind.

"I know you're there, I can hear you breathing. Show yourself."

For some reason I couldn't sense their energy. Unlike mortals, Gods can sense energy and power even if they hide it. I glanced at the box in my hand and noticed the arrow was no longer there. It vanished.

"Alright, I haven't got the time nor the patience for this. Get out here now!"

I felt a huge gush of wind and saw a blur speed past me. My hands felt empty. I glanced down again to find my box gone, that aggravated me. You can shoot arrows at me but no ones steals Lord Beerus' food and gets away with it.

"All right enough!!" I yelled as a dark purple aura surrounded me. "That's it, it's bad enough you're trespassing but now you've stolen a delicacy from my bare hands."

I suddenly felt someone's energy, not far from where I am. I toothy grin appeared on my face.

"Oh, I'm gonna enjoy watching you bleed after what you've done."

I flew in the direction of that...strangely familiar energy. I was so aggravated that I didn't even think logically that it could be a trap.

I ended up at my palace. I searched all the rooms till I came to mine. The door was open, which was weird because I never leave it open.

I opened the door as the creak echoed in the giant room. I entered and as soon my tail made it in, the door slammed closed. I quickly turned around and saw an arrow on the door with another note attached.

"This isn't what I pictured, hey

You're in the dark with me eh..."

As soon as I read that, the lights went out. The golden arrow started glowing and bright, golden ink appeared on the paper.

"And I can't see clearly they

Say you have nothing else to offer me babe

As the lighting beams

My heart goes dim"

I formed a small ball of light in the palm of my hand.

"Who the hell is this...and why the f**k does all this feel familiar!?",I questioned, feeling frustrated as I tried to think of who this trespasser could be.

I felt something warm. I touched my face but there was nothing on it. I opened my eyes to see a small beam of light shining from the top of the room. I made a bigger ball to shine more light into the dark room before finding and climbing the transparent steps that lead to my bed. I couldn't risk flying and hitting one of my atomic hourglasses. To be honest this chase was getting interesting.

Once I made it I saw a some red and white petals on my bed forming a heart. This isn't creepy at all. I felt something brush up on my shoulder. I glanced up to see some sort of fabric hanging from the wall as something blew making it gracefully flutter in the air.

Grabbing the fabric, I quickly realized it was my giant curtains and pulled them apart, letting the sunlight hit my face and bring light to the once dark room.

"As the lighting beams, my heart goes dim."I said to myself, thinking about what was written in the golden ink.

As I flew out the open window and heard something snap, I quickly turned around to see another arrow coming towards me. I caught it effortlessly. If only my reflexes could react that way whenever Bulma was about to hit me on the head.

I sighed at the number of times that woman has hit me on the head. Shaking the thoughts of the Saiyans wife I took another note from the arrow. On it read,

"A sharp shooter

Your hearts ruler

Sniper on the roof

I'll make love to you."

"Sniper on the roof? Oh great, a psycho hitman wants to rape me on my roof.",I sighed before chuckling at my statement.

I flew to the top of my tree-like mansion. Once my feet touched the surface I stood still and tried to listen for anyone.

Nothing.

There's no one here. I can't believe that pervert stood me up. The sound of light, sweet chirps brough me from my thoughts. I beautiful white bird landed on one of the giant branches. Wait--a dove!? I thought I killed all of them on this planet. They're rare to find but apparently on Earth they're everywhere.

It flew away and I decided to follow it because of my annoying cat instincts, plus I was hungry as fxck and I'd eat anything right then. Sure we had food in the kitchen but who has time to cook at that time with a perverted Sniper on the loose.

That dove was surprisingly fast but I managed to follow it to a large tree. To my surprise there was a golden dagger lodged in the tree that pinned another note to it. I took a closer look and saw that it was a Wanted Poster with my face on it.

"Now I'm concerned."I said as I slid it off the dagger, forming a rip in the paper.

At the bottom corner was written:

"Turn page."

I did what the mysterious ink told me, at the back of the Wanted Poster was more weird writing.

"There's a sniper on the loose

A head hunter on the move

There's a bounty out on you

I'm certain of that move

They catch me

I will lose

Can't go back there"

"There's a bounty out on me? Wait, maybe Champa and the other God's are plotting to kill me again.",I contemplated. "No probably not but if Champa is in on it then it's highly possible."

Plus this person is witty, sly, poetic and artistic. I feel like I need to remember something but it was completely wiped from my brain. I grabbed the dagger from the tree and felt it in my hands, feeling the carved design against my fingers. I figured I'd need it for something.

"Hmm, all this mystery is making me hungry, I'm gonna eat. Can't kill trespassers on an empty stomach."

I strolled into my kitchen and made myself a bowl instant Ramen. I sat at the island and enjoyed my food while trying to think about what that last note meant.

"They catch me, I will lose. Can't go back there. Can't go back where?"

Luckily I was stress eating so I didn't get frustrated and blow something up. After eating I kinda felt sleepy but I didn't wanna sleep in that creeps heart trap until I killed them and used their lifeless body as a pillow.

I mean come on, the jerk stole my chocolate.

I decided to go to the Oracle Fish to find out more about this trespasser but when I reached his pool room he was no where to be found.

"Hey Oracle!"I yelled but nothing except silence answered.

"They took the fish. This person is clever. Definitely not Champa."

I saw something glowing in the water, I assumed it was another one of their notes so jumped in. The Oracle's pool was beautifully designed and decorated by Whis. It had a real ocean vibe. I swam till I found a small gold and white chest with a heart-shaped lock.

I took it before swimming back up to the surface. I swam to the edge of the pool and placed the chest on the tiling. I tried to zap the chest open with my finger but it didn't budge. Next I tried using my strength to break it open but it stayed intact. It's like it was made by a God. Nothing can survive a destroyers attack.

"Hmm, so it is really another God. For a second I thought it was Whis and Goku playing a stupid game."

I got out of the water and decided to try something. I took the golden pocket dagger from my pocket and placed it in the slot of the lock. Guess what...it didn't work. I was about to give up and lose it till I realised that maybe I need to turn it. So I did. I turned it to the left and surprise, surprise. It worked.

"Good job, me."

I opened it to find one of Whis' paint brushes. He found painting interesting ever since Bulma introduced him to dead artists like Picasso and Da Vinci. Those are the only two I bothered to hear before I took a bite of pancakes and transported to another dimension.

"I got myself wet for a paintbrush."

Then I realised...the garden. Whis loved to practice there. I rushed over to the garden and found a canvas and a isle in the middle of the garden which wasn't weird since Whis always leaves his art there.

I saw the same dove from before land on top of the canvas. I crept over there, trying not to chase the bird away...not because I wanted to eat it but because I wanted answers.

I was just about to pounce on it when it vanished, just like that.

"What the?"I questioned before viewing the other side of the canvas. A beautiful painting of me bending over and kissing a woman with light skin, though I couldn't see her face properly but I knew I've seen her before. We both had blindfolds on for some reason and her golden hair covered her naked breasts. Wow. So beautiful.

There was something written on the top, left corner.

"This isn't what I pictured babe

I didn't bring myself to wander alone

It should have been you all along

But in our age

People don't understand

Unconditional love"

I reached out to touch the painting and once I did, the painting changed. It showed the woman again but this time she hung her head so I couldn't see her face. She wore a crown of thorns and dark red roses and a beautiful wedding dress. She held out what appeared to be a real heart in her hands.

I don't know why but I found it attractive.

I jumped when I saw the heart move, it started beating three times before writing appeared on it.

"For better or worse

Or until one decides

It's the bittersweet end

Of the days of you and I

This thinking there's no way out."

I sighed,"Oh, Cupid, you're playing games with my heart." I gasped at my statement, it hit me, I realised that I've seen all this before.

"A sharp shooter

My heart's ruler

Sniper on the roof

I'll make love to you."I said aloud. That's when I decided to go back to the roof.

I grabbed a black rose from the garden. I don't know why but I felt like should, that it'd be appropriate.

I landed at on the purple surface covered in white, yellow and lavender flowers. I saw a figure sitting on the edge. As I crept closer to the figure, I heard a tune.

"A sharp shooter

My heart's ruler

Sniper on the roof

I'll make love to you."

"Sniper on the roof

I'll make love to you"

"Sniper on the roof

I'll make love to you."

"A sharp shooter

My heart's ruler

Sniper on the roof

I'll make love to you"

I found myself singing along until I spotted her with her back facing me. She had the same golden hair as the woman in the painting, wearing a crown of roses on her head, a white and gold dress with what appeared to be almost the same chest piece as mine. I immediately recognised her.

I placed the black rose behind her ear then leaned over, moving one of her golden streaks behind the other ear with the dagger.

"Hello, Aphrodite."

"Lord Beerus. Did you miss me?" She glanced over at me and grinned. Aphrodite, the Goddess of love, the reason for Valentines, the only reason I love the holiday. Would've loved it more if mortals dedicated it to her and not a false image of love.

"Yes but I miss my chocolates more."I said. She got up and turned to me with her hands behind her back. I stared at the beauty in front of me. Her long skirt, slit in the side showed off her firm thighs. A red floral belt matched the roses in her hair. Her chest piece red, with gold roses that matched her golden heels. She loved this look. But don't let her looks fool you. She may look like delicate flower but she can be dark and cut you like a thorn. Cupid is the nickname I gave her but as usual, mortals ruined that too. So I refrain from using it and only do to merely annoy the angelic devil.

She tilted her head and stared at me with her emerald eyes before handing me a heart shaped box.

"Oh, speaking of which, I got this for you."

I took it from her as my eyes slit. "This is the chocolate that was stolen from me. The ones I wanted."

A short cold, laugh escaped her pink lips. "Well I do give the best gifts."

I rolled my eyes before opening it and taking a bite of one.

"What, nothing for me?",she pouted. I chuckled and before she knew it, I had stuffed a chocolate in her mouth.

"I don't usually like to share but you, I can make an exception." I smirked. She slowly licked her lips, wiping away any melted chocolate from those soft, sweet, plum things.

"Mmm, delicious."

"Well it is me, after all."

She came closer and wrapped one arm around me. One of her hands trailed down to mine and snatched the dagger before I even reakised it was in my hand. She slowly placed it on the side of my neck with her free hand and gave me a wink. "Did you like my little game?"

"Yes because love playing your games.",I replied in a sarcastic tone. She moved her head closer to mine, our lips almost touching. "And I don't even get a little smooch for my hard work?"

"So you trespassed on my private property, stole my chocolate, waltzed into my home without any permission, kidnapped the Oracle plus you're holding a knife to my throat and you still expect me to kiss you?"

She giggled. "Oh, Beerus, you make it sound so bad but yes it's the least you could do."she said before licking my bottom lip. "I know you get bored easily, so I decided to keep you busy."

I dropped the box on the floor, not really caring if some chocolate landed on the floor at the moment. I placed my hand on her cheeks and pressed my lips against hers. Her lips parted slightly allowing me to slip my tongue in and taste her very godly being. My hands trailed down to her waist as I felt her tongue glide against my fangs. My hands got hold of her ass as I pulled her closer to my body forcefully resulting a soft moan escaping her lips. God, how I loved it. My claws got hold of her skirt, almost ripping it off as she deepened the kiss and our tongues pressed together in an intense open mouth kiss only we could manoeuvre in such a way.

I broke the kiss but that didn't mean I was done with her. No. I was going to make her pay by having her at my mercy, begging for more. The look in her eyes told me that she wasn't done with her little game either.

"Though next time if you want my attention don't make me go on mysterious chases.",I said with a smirk.

She gave me a playful glare. "No promises."she said circling my chest with her finger. "It was nice seeing your body all wet like that when you got out of the pool.

"What a pervert."

•••

As spider survives

You'll lay your hand on mine

Heartbeat in golden chime

True love can stand the test of time

•••

Inspired by the song:

Sharp Shooter

By

Lady Zamar♡♡♡

[2darklymelanatedstories]

Dragonball High (ft Goku)

It's the first day at a new high school. I wasn't really nervous, I loved meeting new people plus my friends Bulma and Krillin were there. We've been friends my whole life. I put on my uniform, the classic white shirt, black pants and red tie. I gotta say I don't like formal wear so I put my jacket over it since I didn't have a blazer.

"Goku, hurry up its time to go!"

Master Roshi is calling. I better hurry, can't wait to see the strongest kids there and take them on.

I grabbed my stuff and ran out my room. I grabbed my giant lunch from the kitchen before saying bye to Roshi and flying off Capsule High. The first high school that let aliens and anyone else that wasn't human learn on Earth.

I landed outside the school gate. Half monsters, animal people, aliens and humans all together. It was a beautiful site. If only the rest of world was this accepting.

Next to me pulled up a nice, blue Capsule Corp brand car. Immediately I knew. She stepped out of the car dressed in her white shirt, blue skirt, wearing a signature brown glove, red Capsule Corp jersey and pink sneakers.

Looks like i wasn't the only one changing up the uniform.

"Hey Goku."she said. "Its been so long. How you been?"

"I'm good Bulma. So you finally got that drivers licence huh?"I asked, practically stating the obvious.

"Yep and my dad and I made this beauty. Now its perfect by my standards and full of surprises."she said confidently. "So you ready for your first day?"

"Yeah and I can't wait to join the martial arts team I've been hearing about and fight the strongest fighters here."I said, hitting my fist in my palm in excitement.

"Typical Goku."she sighed. Though Bulma does know how I get. "Though there is this guy who just transferred here a few weeks ago and he's a Saiyan too."

"Really? Another Saiyan!?"I exclaimed. Great. He must be strong.

"Yeah but he's a real meanie though."she sighed. "Anyway let me show you around." She led me inside and showed me around the school. Man was it huge. But anything sponsored by Capsule Corp should be.

The tour ended at my locker which was across from hers. She said I'd probably lose the key or forget the combination so she made me a fingerprint scanner on my locker. She knew me so well.

"Hey Goku!!"I turned away from Bulma to see my old buddy, Krillin, running towards us. He hasn't changed at all besides the fact that he grew hair.

"Yo, Krillin."I said waving to my shorter friend. "So whats new? Are you in the Super MMA team I've heard so much about?"

He expression changed after I said that, like he was angry and disappointed. He looked down in disappointment, his fists clenched.

"What happened buddy?"I asked.

"Well...its just..."

"He didn't make it."Bulma said, cutting him off.

"It wasn't my fault!"he exclaimed. "If it wasn't for Vegeta..." He was so mad, I've never seen Krillin this way. What did this guy do?

"Woah wait, who's this Vegeta?"I asked. They both just stood there in silence for a moment.

"Vegeta is the other Saiyan I was telling you about."Bulma said. "And he's not exactly Mr. Popular more like Mr Thinks-he's-high-and-mighty."she said sarcastically. "He's tormented a lot of people since he got here."

"That bad huh?"

"Yep and he's one of the strongest on the team, he's beaten everyone."she stated.

"Well in that case, how bout I teach him a lesson for bullying?"I asked. "Just lead me to him Bulma."

"Hold up. I can't, Goku, class is about to start and you can't just punch a guy you barely know in the face."Bulma said stopping me in my tracks.

"Wait, are you defending him Bulma?",Krillin asked accusingly. He folded his arms and glared at her. She immediately just laughed it off as a bead of sweat trickled down her forehead. "What....no, how could you even think that. Hehehe."

As if on cue, the bell rang. Karma taking Bulma's side once again. "Oh look the bell, lets head to homeroom Goku.",Bulma said, she grabbed my wrist and practically pulled me to class. I was actually unable to keep up and almost stumbled twice. Boy, was she in a hurry.

We entered our homeroom and immediately people started acting buddy-buddy with Bulma. She's probably the most popular in this school.

The teacher introduced me to the class before I went to sit by Bulma, Krillin and their friends.

I sat on an empty seat next to Krillin by the window. Bulma introduced me to their friends.

Tien, a triclops, I had to try so hard to stop myself from touching his 3rd eye.

Yamcha, Bulma's ex boyfriend, I'm pretty sure she's the one that gave him those scars as a warning to other guys below her standards.

18, she's apperently an android. And I caught Krillin looking at her funny. Whats all that about?

Apparently they're all part of Super MMA team too. But not Krillin, what the heck? He totally deserves to be on the team.

We were all talking for a while till the teacher started calling names. I was too distracted, thinking about the Super MMA team to notice the teacher calling my name three times.

"Goku!"everyone shouted causing me to fall off my chair in surprise.

"Ow.",I whispered. "Oh sorry Mrs...uh whatever your name is. Here." I nervously said.

"Goku, her name is literally engraved on the front of her desk.",Bulma stated. I scratched the back of my head and chuckled. "Sorry I cannot English today."

"Boy you're hopeless."

I sat back down as the teacher called Vegeta's name. I searched the room for him but he wasn't there.

"Vegeta?",the teacher called again.

"Calm down I'm here.",a voice said. I glanced at the door to see a spiky haired dude leaning against it. He was wearing a grey denim jacket over his shirt, no tie and black fingerless gloves. So that's Vegeta.

Everyone just stared in silence, some kid even stopped breathing once he saw Vegeta. Even the teacher looked nervous.

He walked past us and gave Krillin a glare. Poor guy almost fell off his seat. I'm pretty sure that amused Vegeta because he just chuckled then glanced at Bulma. A grin appeared on his face to which Bulma responded with sticking out her tongue. After seeing this he slowly licked his lips, which made Bulma blush and look away. He saw me staring at him and gave me a dirty look then sat in his seat at the back. This guy practically took the whole back row.

I was about to get up and talk to Vegeta when a black haired girl stumbled in. She was wearing the same uniform except with red fingerless fighting gloves and red sneakers.

"Chi Chi you're-"

"Yeah sorry I'm late Mrs...uhm...ms...sorry ma'am.",she stammered. Looks like I'm not the only one who forgot the teachers name. She looked familiar and I feel like I've heard that name before.

She glanced at me. I immediately sat back down, feeling a little weird. She came up to us.

"Hey guys.",she greeted.

"Hey Chi Chi."

She looked back at me. Her eyes hungrily stared at me like I was a piece of steak.

"Hello Goku.",she said softly. "Never thought I'd see you again."

What? How'd she know who I was and where have we met before? Well she looks like a fighter, maybe we met at a tournament. But I just stared in confusion.

"Uh. Do I know you?",I asked nervously. Everyone just fell to the ground. Chi Chi's eyes which were filled with what seemed like adoration changed to pure rage. I could literally see flames.

"Why you!",she started. "Bastard!" Woah, language.

"I can't believe you don't remember me!"she said as she punched me in the chest. It really hurt, I couldn't help but smile. Boy, she was strong, beautiful and fiesty. I just wish I could remember where we met.

"Hey sorry, its not my fault.",I said defensively.

"Yeah Goku fell on the head as a child and ever since then he'd sometimes have the memory of a goldfish.",Krillin said, stepping in between us.

She just huffed and sat on the chair next to Bulma, her arms folded.

The bell rang and we proceeded to head to our classes. Krillin and I had most of the same classes. Though I did see Vegeta a lot but he kept to himself unless he was terrorizing students.

It was lunch time and me and the gang headed to the cafeteria where I met some of their other friends. Puar, Oolong, Chiaotzu.

I left my table to get my food, the cafeteria food smelled delicious. Another perk of having rich people sponsor the school. I filled my plate but the lunch lady stopped me before i could finish everything. She even took five burgers off my tray. Aw man, now I was left with four burgers, two small bowls of noodles, 3 cupcakes, 7 apples and 1 pudding cup. I'm not gonna survive on this.

I sat back down in disappointment and everyone was staring at me.

"I forgot that Goku loved to eat." Krillin laughed. "Well I didn't, thats why I sent Roshi those lunch boxes as a welcoming gift for Goku.",Bulma said.

I immediately remembered the lunch boxes Roshi gave me today.

"Oh my lunch boxes. Almost forgot."I cheerfully said. Now I can snack after MMA tryouts. "Thanks Bulma!"

Suddenly I saw a hand snatch three of my burgers as fast as lightning.

"Thanks for the lunch, you fool."

I looked up to see Vegeta staring at me for a moment. Like he was observing me. Like he knew something about me that I didn't.

"Hey you!",Bulma shouted. "If it won't trouble your inconsiderate, annoying, high-and-mighty ass, we'd like to get back to our lunch."

He glared at her, he was really pissed, guess he wasn't use to someone speaking to him like that. Everyone in the cafeteria was soon staring at our table. Vegeta turned around, his eyes travelled around the room. The whole cafeteria bowed down to avoid his glare.

"Oh and keep the lunch. I know you don't get fed decent food and you're probably tired of eating out of the dumpster you call a home." Oh snap! Everyone lost it. The rich, preppy prodigy dissed the Great Vegeta.

"Why you little-",he started. I stood up in front of him so he wouldn't get any closer to Bulma. I knew she could handle herself but I really just wanted to see this guy fight.

"So I hear you're the king bee of this school, huh?"

"You could say that."

"Well I got a question for ya'.",I said. He grunted in response. "How 'bout we take this outside."

He smiled and followed me outside. Soon half the school was surrounding us.

I got in my fighting stance. "So Bulma tells me you're a Saiyan and that you're really strong.",I said.

"Oh she did, did she?" He glanced over at Bulma for a moment.

"Hey don't get any ideas!!"she shouted at Vegeta. He frowned and turned back to me.

"Lets see what you've got.",he said, getting into position. We both just stood their for a moment till Vegeta came at me with a punch. I blocked it then hit him in the jaw, sending him back.

"Not bad, for a peasant."he said. Wow he really does think he's high and mighty.

We went at each other with everything, well I was. I don't know if he was doing the same.

"Get him Goku!",Yamcha shouted.

"Yeah, punch that smirk off his face!",Bulma added.

Vegeta's foot aimed at my ribs but he got distracted by Bulma's words. That was my chance. I grabbed his leg and swung him around a few times before releasing him into a wall.

"Grrr...Kakarot.",he mumbled.

I looked at him confused. "What about a carrot?"

With no response he tackled me to the ground and punched me repeatedly, barely giving me a chance to block.

"Goku!" That voice. Chi Chi?

"Goku get up and crush this dweeb. Make him suffer!" Why do I feel like I've heard all that before?

"You dweeb, I'm gonna crush you."she said after trying to kick me in the face. I dodged it and tackled her.

"Do you give?",I asked, satisfied with her defeat. I held her arm tight and gropped her waist with her other arm in mine. Preventing any escape.

"Never!",she said. She stomped on my foot, making me release her arm as I winced in pain. "I'm going to make you suffer." She jabbed her elbow in my stomach. I coughed, clutching my stomach and chuckled.

"My you're strong. I've never met someone like you before."I, stated, still in a little pain. She positioned herself in her stance and smiled.

"Thats because there's only one of me."

Chi Chi, I remember now. I snapped out of it after hearing Tien.

"Shouldn't we help him?"

"Yeah, I say lets do it."Yamcha agreed.

"Guys wait Goku will be-"Bulma said. "Yeah, we should help him, Goku's my friend."Krillin said cutting her off.

Vegeta sent a ball of energy towards them before they could reach me. Guess, he didn't want any interruptions. I could hear their screams but knew they'd be fine.

Now's my chance. I punched him in the face and kicked him off me. I started forming my Kamehameha in the palms of my hand. Vegeta immediately followed with his own. We just stood there, balls of energy growing in our hands.

"KAAAAMEEEEEHHHHAAAAAMEEEHHH-"

"Stop!",a stern female voice made everyone freeze on the spot. Even Vegeta.

"Oh shxt its the Principal.",said someone in the crowd. I glanced over to the light purple woman, she had pointy ears and small white horns on her head, she wore a white suit, white heel boots and her light lavender hair was tied into a cute messy top bun.

She actually didn't look bad. Looked like she trains...wait the principal is an alien too!?

There were a bunch of guys in black suits behind her. Some alien, some human. Next to one of the guards stood a green dude in our uniform but with his sleeves torn, showing of his ripped muscles. He had pointy ears too and antennas on his forehead. He didn't look quite happy to be here.

The Principal glanced over at Vegeta. He tried to look tough but I could sense he was getting nervous.

"Vegeta.",she said.

"Yes I know ma'am, wont happen again."he said, his voice lowered a bit out of embarrassment.

"Hmp." She turned to me. "I assume you're the new student, Goku." It wasn't a question. She already knew.

"Uhm, yes and you're the principal right?"I asked. I lent out my hand hoping for a handshake but as soon as I did everyone gasped. She glanced at my hand and back at me.

"I'm Principal Toriyama. Goku, Bulma says you're close friends and she's convinced me to enroll you in our school.",she said leaving me hanging. "I hope I didn't make a mistake."

I frantically waved my hands in the air. "Uh no, no, ma'am, I promise it won't ha-happen again."I said.

"Good because I've requested Sensei to add you to the Super MMA team."

"What!!",Vegeta and I screeched in unison. But for completely different reasons.

"Yes, we'll be battling students from across the galaxy and we could use someone like you.",she said. "So, I assume thats a yes." I glanced over at my best friend for a minute.

"Only if my friend Krillin can join too."

"Really Goku!?",Krillin asked with hope I'm his eyes.

"Yeah you're my best friend, I'd be crazy to leave you behind."

"Well I was planning on filling that spot with Piccolo over here.",she said pointing at the green dude, who's arms were folded, still didn't look happy to be here. "But I suppose we have room for one more."

"Yes!",I shouted.

"No!",Vegeta retaliated.

"What was that Vegeta?"the principal asked. "I could easily give away your spot."

"Uh...nothing."

"Then its settled. Now-",she said. She snapped her fingers and a bunch of guys in suits came with a toolbox, a bunch of flowers, paint supplies, shovels, bricks and cement, a wheelbarrow. "-you three are going to clean up this mess and fix what you broke."

"Three?",I asked.

"Yes, you, Vegeta and Piccolo. Piccolo destroyed a few things too, earlier today."she clarified. After all this, her expression never changed. It was still cold and emotionless.

The bell rang and the principal cleared her throat. "Get to work you three. As for everyone else, head to class. Now."she ordered. "Oh, and stop calling me ma'am, makes me feel old."

"Umm, Principal Toriyama.",I heard Krillin say. "Can I help them?"

"Me too."Bulma raised her hand. "And us." The whole gang offered to help. Good 'cause I dont think it'd be a good idea to leave me alone with Vegeta and some grumpy looking green guy I've never met before.

"Sure, I don't care as long as everything is clean."she said blandly. She then left us there, with the men in suits following her.

"Aw, thanks guys."I said. Vegeta just scoffed, grabbed a shovel and began filling the crater we made, alone. I grabbed one too and went over to help him.

"I don't need you're help."he growled.

"Would you just get off your high horse and let us help."Bulma said. Vegeta just grunted and continued.

Boy does she have a way with him. If I said that I'd probably get punched in the face.

Everyone started working. Vegeta and I were filling the crater. Tien and Yamcha were fixing the wall. Krillin was fixing and repainting some benches and poles we broke. Chi Chi, Puar and Oolong tended to the flowers and plants. 18 was helping Bulma fix the wires Vegeta blasted when he tried to hit Krillin, Yamcha, 18 and Tien. Piccolo was fixing the fountain by himself, he enjoys his own company.

"Hey Piccolo."I called out.

"What?" He sounded almost annoyed.

"I'm excited to have you on our team. You must be really strong if they added you.",I said cheerfully.

He smirked and went back to working on the fountain. New school, new friends, new partners and a chance to fight the best fighters across the universe.

Yep, I'm gonna love it here at Capsule High.

[2darklymelanatedstories]

Dance with my mother (ft Trunks)

Inspired by the song

Dance with my father

By

Luther Vandross

~

"What do you mean you can't?!",father shouted, his fist clenched with her necklace in it.

"I'm so sorry but I can't. It's against the Grand Priest's orders.",Shenron said, he looked truly sorry that he couldn't do anything. Grand Priest forbid the Dragonballs from bringing someone back to life until all the Super Dragonballs were found. Sounded pretty suspicious to me. But what did I know. I was a kid.

"Damnit Shenron!!" My father slammed his fist onto the ground, breaking half of the lookout in the process. He held back otherwise it would've been obliterated.

He couldn't hold it back anymore. He broke into tears. I ran over to him, tears also running down my cheek, and for the first time in forever, I embraced him. At first he pushed me away but I guess he needed a reminder of her so he pulled me back. We were on our knees crying. Fxck Saiyan pride. It didn't matter.

He didn't care about his pride at that moment, he didn't care that everyone saw him at his most vulnerable. What he cared for most was gone. My mother was gone. And she wasn't coming back.

~

It's been 4 years since the incident and to be honest we still weren't coping but we survived.

To be honest I think the only real reason we tried to keep it together was because of Bulla. My spoilt, little sis. Daddy's princess. I remember how I was disappointed when I found out I was getting a sister but now seeing her blue hair, pretty eyes and fascination with my mothers old tools, it just reminded me of mom. She was a little version of my mom. Stubborn, beautiful and smart...even for a baby.

I was babysitting my little sis and she ran off somewhere when I wasn't looking.

"Not again." I sighed.

I went around our large house to look for her and finally reached my parents old room. Father doesn't sleep there anymore. Too many memories that it hurt him to wake up with my mother not next to him.

I quietly entered and found the little troublemaker playing with my mothers old CDs. I quickly grabbed them before she could damage them. Big mistake.

She burst out crying and I didn't know how to calm her this time. So in panic of getting a huge scolding and maybe a "discipline" from my father, I quickly put it in her CD player and played it. On it came one of her favourite old songs by this one artist. Luther I think. Luther Vandross, Nothing better than love.

Even though she's ahead of the times, my mom found nothing more enjoyable and nostalgic than playing an old song her parents listened to when they were teens.

Immediately Bulla calmed down as she listened to the music. I lifted her up and started swaying to the beat. Usually I would hate listening to this but I felt connected to my mom when I did. It reminded me of the times we'd dance together.

When I'd dance with her. How I'd love to dance with my mother.

All the memories came flooding back. When my mom's favourite song would play and she get us to dance, and force my dad to as well, though I could tell he enjoyed it.

Family bonding, she'd call it.

I danced with little Bulla in my arms. She smiled and giggled which warmed my heart a bit. Dang, I become such a softie when I'm around her.

Unfortunately our moment was ruined when an angered force entered. Father.

The music stopped and my heart sank.

"What are you doing?",he asked angrily.

"I-I was just, Bulla got-"

He held the disc in his hand and I could see and those emotions he bottled up were ready to be set free.

"Get out!",he yelled, startling Bulla. The poor thing started sobbing which broke my father's heart. His eyes told me.

He sighed. "I'm sorry. It's just-"

"It's okay, dad. We'll leave.",I said as I headed to the door trying to calm Bulla. "Come on sis, let's go watch SpongeBob."

The mere mention of his name perked her up.

I heard my dad sigh and the door shut. I turned around but he was nowhere to be seen.

"He finally went into the room."

~

As Bulla and I were watching her favourite ridiculous show, I heard something. Something breaking.

I put her down on the carpet and ran towards my mother's room. I listened outside the door.

It reminded of the days I would do so when he locked himself in there. When he was tired of being vulnerable in front of people and just needed to be alone to let out his sadness.

I heard something else break.

No.

I kicked the door down and lunged myself at him to stop him from destroying a framed picture of our family on vacation. My mother looked especially beautiful, like always. I grabbed the picture from him.

"Stop!",I yelled.

My father's eyes were red and a bit puffy but I tried to ignore that. He bared his teeth in anger.

"Boy!!" He raised his hand and I shut my eyes preparing for impact. He's never been violent with me before, it's the first he's even raised a finger at me. I guess he finally broke. And you know what? I was gonna take it.

He brought down his hand and muttered an apology before leaving.

I looked at the picture frame in my hand and realised I crushed it by accident. Tiny shards of glass fell onto the floor in slow motion. The picture was still okay. That what mattered.

If I could get another chance, another step, another dance with her. I'd play a song that would never end.

"How I'd love to dance with you again, mom."

~

I just put my lil'sis to bed and my father was nowhere to be seen. I understood his pain. There's a reason Saiyans were raised with little love and emotion.

I went to my room early. Today was too much. My emotions were killing me. And I was only 12. Where have the years gone?

I played the CD I saved, in my room and shut the door.

I let myself fall onto the bed and listened to another song by Luther Vandross. Dance with my father.

The title and song needed tweaking for me.

I decided to rest my eyes a bit and enjoy the music.

~

I opened my eyes to another familiar setting. The lookout. Shenron was in front of me with the grand priest.

I was on my knees, tears in my eyes. Next to the Grand Priest was my mother. My dear mother. I tried to stand and grab her but it was as if I was stuck to the ground.

"Why are you here child?",the Grand Priest asked.

"I want-I need my mother back. Please!",I begged. "Me, my father, Bulla. We need her. Our family isn't the same without my mother."

"I'm afraid I can't do that. For you see-"

"I know, damnit!!!",I shouted.

"My, my, what a feisty child.",Grand Priest said. "Just like your mother."

"I'm not asking for much." Tears started flowing to my eyes. "Could you just bring back the only woman he ever loved? Please. Dear Lord he's dying...to dance with my mother again."

The grand Priest tilted his head and tapped his chin.

"Hmm.",he hummed. "No."

My sadness turned to anger. I turned Super Saiyan as I tried to attack him but I was stuck. "Damn you!!"

"If I could get one final step, one final walk, one final dance with her...",I whispered. But a miracle happened. He heard me.

"Very well then."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "What? Really?! But-"

Before I could continue, I heard my mother's voice as she ran over to me. And as if the weight of what was holding me down was lifted, I got up and ran towards her. She hugged me and I felt compelled to keep her in my arms.

"I'd play a song that would never ever end." I looked my mom I'm the eyes. "Because I'd love to dance with my mother again."

She wiped a tear from my cheeks, her eyes starting to water. "Don't cry mom.",I whispered. I was so happy. She was here again.

As if on cue the music started playing. Yep you guessed it. Luther Vandross. I felt a bit obsessed with him.

I started dancing with my mom enjoying every moment until I felt an arm on my shoulder. I looked back to see my father with Bulla in his arms. I took Bulla in my arms and watched as my parents danced together. Like the good old days.

I hoped this song would never end.

Thing is...

It did.

Once it did, everything went dark. My mother vanished and my father turned to dust. I reached for my sister but the closer I got, the further she did.

I let out a scream and before I knew it...

~

I woke up. It was a dream. The same yet different. The songs never did play forever. Which was weird because this time I put it on repeat. I sat up and went to check on the CD. It was gone.

"He needs it more than me."

I went back to bed and thought about my dream. We were happy, after so long. But it never lasts. It never did.

Everytime I fall asleep, this is all I ever dream.

[2darklymelanatedstories]

FREAKY FRIDAY (ft Goku & Vegeta)

Vegeta

I woke up to an unfamiliar setting and felt a body pressed against mine. I sat up and looked around. None of this looked familiar. This wasn't my room, this wasn't my bed, these weren't my clothes. Wait...

I glanced down at the body next to me and gasped in shock. This wasn't Bulma. Chi Chi? What the hell!?

I jumped out of the bed, anxiety and stress ran through me. "No, I didn't. I couldn't have slept with Chi Chi. Bulma's the only one for me."

I ran my hand through my hair and realised something else. "This doesn't feel like my hair."

I ran to the bathroom and looked the mirror in horror as my eyes met with ones of an idiot.

"Kakarot!",I shrieked. "No,"I said in disbelief when I noticed his lips moving as I spoke.

I reached out to touch the mirror and the reflection did the same.

"No. No. No! No!" I touched my face, trying to feel any familiarity on it but nothing.

I was in Kakarot's body.

Goku

"Morning Chi Chi.",I mumbled when I felt arms wrap around me.

"Chi Chi!?"

My eyes shot open when I heard that voice. That wasn't ChiChi's voice. It sounded a lot like...oh no.

"B-B-Bulma?",I stuttered. I glanced down at the body resting it's blue haired head on my chest.

She gave a look that scared me even more than I was before. How did I end up in Bulma's bed? And is she naked!?

I immediately jumped out of the bed and ran to the bathroom conjoined to the bedroom.

"Vegeta?",I heard her say as I slammed the door closed.

"Oh shxt! Vegeta's here!?" I panicked. "He's gonna kill me!"

I looked around the bathroom and found a window large enough for me to fit through. As I went to open it, I noticed something.

"Vegeta!!"

Startled, I jumped back, slipped and landed in the tub. "Oomf!"

I rubbed my head as I got up and searched the bathroom for Vegeta. I could've sworn I saw him in here. Once my eyes found the mirror I froze in horror.

"Vegeta?" His lips moved in sync with mine. Was he mocking me?

I reached out to touch the mirror and Vegeta did the same. What was happening? Was he stuck in the mirror or something?

That's what I hoped because I didn't want reality to correct me, telling me that,

"I'm in Vegeta's body." I gasped as realisation hit me.

"Vegeta! What's going on with you?" I heard Bulma say as she knocked on the door.

"Nothing, don't come in." It then that I realized that I didn't even have my voice either.

Vegeta

No, no, no. This isn't right. What the hell is happening?

"Goku, honey are you in there?"

Shxt! Chi Chi woke up. "Uh, yeah. I'll be right out."

"I need get out of here.",I said to myself. I listened to the woman's footsteps as they got farther away. Once I was sure it was safe I slowly opened the door and peaked out into the hallway. Chi chi had entered the kitchen.

Damnit. I needed to go past the kitchen to reach the door.

I took a deep breath and tried to act natural, in Kakarot's way.

"Hey Goku."

"Hello wife.",I said as calmly as possible.

"Uh, okay. What do you want for breakfast?"

"Actually I'm not quite hungry today so if you'll excuse me.",I said as I walked to the door.

I heard her gasp. "Not hungry!",she exclaimed in shock. I then felt a hand pull me back and I was tossed onto the couch.

"Oh Kami. You must be really sick!!" She hurried around the house and came back with a blanket and a tray of food.

She draped the blanket over me despite my protest and placed the tray on the table.

"I need to call Piccolo, Gohan and Bulma.",she said, dialing someone's number.

"Bulma!",I whispered. I needed to see her.

"Mom, what's going on?" Oh no. It's the idiots offspring.

"Goten! There's something wrong with your dad. He's not hungry."

"What!? But dad's always hungry."

"Will you two relax!? I'm fine.",I said, rolling my eyes. I think my tone was harsher than I wanted it to be because they looked at me with complete shock and worry.

"I'll go get Gohan.",Goten said before running out of the house, leaving the door open. I wonder if I could make a run for it.

Goku

I wanted to come out of the room but I was afraid that Bulma was still naked. Even though I might've seen some things when we were kids but I definitely don't think I wanna see anything now.

I then felt a chill. The window was open yes but why did I feel so cold.

As I thought I glanced down and noticed that.

"I'm not wearing any pants. Or anything at all. Dang Vegeta, you two were busy last night."

I balled up the courage and slowly opened the door. I looked around and there was no signs of naked Bulma around.

I quickly ran to the walk in closet and searched for something to wear. I laid out two outfits on the bed. I had a choice between Vegeta's suit or casual shirt and jeans with designer jacket and sneakers.

Of course I chose the suit otherwise Bulma would get suspicious. Vegeta had nice clothes but all he wore was his suit. Not that I blame him, I always wear the same outfit too.

I heard Bulma call out to 'Vegeta' from another room. "Vegeta, I know you're probably gonna say no but I'm sure you've noticed a new outfit in the wardrobe and I was hoping you'd try it."

I sighed. Just when I put the suit on. I don't know how Vegeta puts this on everyday. It's kinda tight but it quickly adjusts.

I didn't wanna be rude and just try it out. I put it on, never really realising that it might seem out of character for Vegeta to do.

A delicious aroma filled the air that immediately lead me to the kitchen. Woah, wait, Bulma can cook?

"Oh," I then realized that it was her mother. Of course Bulma can't cook. Who'd have time to if they were in her shoes?

"Morning Mrs Briefs.",I said cheerfully.

"Wow, you're awful chipper today, Vegeta.",she said. I then realized that I was being too me to be Vegeta.

"Uh, yeah. I guess.",I said, trying to appear emotionless.

"Wow," I turned away and saw Trunks and Bulma stare at me like I was insane. "Dad, you look so..."

"Handsome!",Bulma exclaimed, running up to hug me. "Thanks for trying it on, honey."

"Well, I didn't wanna seem rude and it is a nice outfit." I rubbed my neck nervously when she gave me a look.

"That's surprisingly nice of you." She touched my forehead with the back of her hand. "Are you alright?"

"That's exactly what I thought.", Bulma's mother chimed in. "He gave me a friendly good morning today you know."

I tried to change the subject. "Um, I think I'm gonna grab a quick bite before heading over to my–I mean Goku's–uh, Kakarot's house."

"Did you just say Goku?",Trunks questioned. I didn't have time for breakfast with all these questions I had no answers to. But I was so hungry.

I quickly grabbed a handful of muffins, like maybe 10, then ran out of the house. Away from those concerned stares.

Vegeta

"Woman, I'm fine!",I shouted. I wish I hadn't because Goku's sons and the Namek came in at the exact moment and their eyes told me that they were preparing to send me to a mental hospital.

"Dad are you alright?",Gohan asked.

"I'm fine. So I refused a little food, no big deal. I just need to be somewhere right now."

"He's awfully rude today, don't you think?",Piccolo said to Gohan.

"Yeah. Something is not right."

I let out an exaggerated sigh and tossed the blanket off as I got up the couch. I was thinking on just telling them what was really going on but I'm pretty sure that they think Kakarot is crazy enough after what just happened.

"Can I leave now!?",I asked rudely. "I don't have time for this nonsense."

Without waiting for an answer I stomped out and took off. I should've done it sooner.

I needed to find that idiot and fast.

Meanwhile..

"Am I the only that noticed dad leaving in his underwear?",Gohan said.

"You're not the only one.",Piccolo said. "Am I the only that noticed Vegeta's ki radiating off of Goku?"

Gohan snorted. "That explains a lot."

Goku

"Jeez, I gotta find my body and fast." I realised that I was coming close to the Lookout and decided to stop and ask Piccolo for answers.

"Vegeta?" Mr Popo looked really surprised but it's understandable. Vegeta rarely comes to the lookout plus I dressed him up a bit today.

"Hey Popo. Have you seen Piccolo?",I asked.

"He went to see Goku. Apperently there's something wrong with him.

"What happened?"

"He refused to eat."

I gasped. "Dang, that's so unlike me." He gave me a puzzled look. "I mean, Goku."

"Did you just say Goku?"

I mentally slapped myself again. Vegeta never says my Earth name. I had to remember that.

"I dunno what you heard fatso but I gotta go." It hurt me a bit but I had to be rude to end suspicions. But I don't think even Vegeta would say such a thing.

I quickly took off feeling bad but hopeful when I felt a familiar ki nearby. Was it Vegeta's? Weird.

Vegeta

"Hey Goku.",I heard Roshi call out.

"Where!?",I questioned before face palming myself. "Oh, right. I'm Kakarot."

I then realised that I had flown over the Kame house. I wanted to ignore them but I figured the old pervert might be able to help me.

I landed in front of the old man. He lowered his glasses a bit and his eyes scanned me top to bottom.

"What you looking at pervert!"

Roshi flinched at my outburst. "Uh, it's just, you're not wearing any pants."

I face palmed myself again. I had left in such a hurry that I forgot to change.

"Damnit."

"You alright there buddy?

"I'm fine. Just stressed is all."

"Has Chi Chi finally got to you?",he said slyly.

I chuckled. "And I thought my wife was crazy but Chi Chi really takes the cake."

"Wait what?"

I clasped my hands over my mouth, realising my mistake.

"Uh, nothing. I better go."

And with that, I took off.

I after a while I noticed an energy coming towards me. Was that Kakarot's energy? Weird.

"Me!?",I heard him say. As the figure got closer I sped up realising that it was my body.

"Me!?",I said. "Kakarot!?"

"Vegeta!?"

We both stared at each other in a while. I think he was surprised to see himself in his underwear while I was surprised to see myself, the Saiyan prince, in a hippy get up.

"What the hell are you–am I wearing!?"

"Well, Bulma got this for you and I thought I'd wear it. It's really nice actually."

"Yeah, it does look good on me, no doubt but," I shook my head. "Nevermind. How did this happen!?"

"I don't know?" I rolled my eyes. Of course this idiot wouldn't know. I gotta say it was weird talking to myself.

"Think," I held the bridge of my(Kakarot's) nose as I thought. "What happened the last time we were together?"

"I got it!", Kakarot said. "Bulma's machine."

"Bulma's machine? Of course!"

Goku

We flew to Capsule Corp and was surprised to see all our friends there already.

"Hey guys."

"What the hell are you all doing here!?",Vegeta said. I wonder how badly he's ruined my good guy cred.

"Yep, that's Vegeta all right.",Krillin said.

Bulma stepped forward. "I should've known Vegeta couldn't have been that cheerful.",she said blandly.

"Hey!",my body retorted. "I can be cheerful."

"So do you know what's happened?",I stepped in.

"Yeah, it all happened when you two idiots destroyed my particle machine. I guess the explosion got you two to switch bodies.",Bulma explained.

"Can you fix it?",Vegeta asked.

"That depends, are you willing to wear the outfits I picked for you?",she said with a wink.

I turned to myself and awaited the answer of the Saiyan prince inside my body.

"Fine.",he groaned.

"Great, 'cause I already fixed it."

I heard my voice groan in annoyance. "Damn, woman.

We headed to Bulma's lab and she pushed us into this machine before we had a clue what was happening. She shut the iron doors and we waited.

I caught a smile on my face and wondered,"Why you so cheery, Vegeta?"

"I don't know. I guess I'm just happy to finally leave your body and be with Bulma."

Before I could comment, he shut me up with a glare. "Not a word." Weird receiving a glare from yourself.

"Okay."

After what felt like an hour, we were finally in our own bodies. I think. As soon as we got we ran to the closest mirror to inspect for any side effects. Nothing. Phew.

"Hmm.",Vegeta said inspecting himself.

"What?",I asked.

"You were right. This outfit ain't so bad. But don't tell anyone or you're dead."

"Too late." Bulma walked in, followed by chi chi.

"Glad you're back to normal. Come on, you must be starving." She took my hand and lead me outside where there was an entire buffet set out.

"You know me so well Chi Chi."

Everyone asked Vegeta and I what it was like being in each other's bodies. Roshi found it funny that we woke up next to each other's wives and soon I saw Bulma look at me curiously.

"Goku."

"Yeah?

"So when you woke up next to me was I...?"

"Yep.",I said blushing.

"And you saw me.." She was now blushing too.

"Yep."

Chi Chi and Vegeta looked at me strangely. "What are you two talking about?"

"Nothing!",we said. "Just an inside thing.",Bulma added.

"What a Freaky Friday.",I said.

Piccolo raised his eyebrow at me. "It's Tuesday."