*Hey people! This is LadyB! This is also my first co-write, co-written with
a very great writer and person, Jen. Read her work, it's off the hook! So
lemme know what you think of this and I'll see if we continue! Yeah I know
this is another High School A/U, which I mainly write, but give a chance.
This one is sooooooo much better.
N-e-wayz, enjoy and R&R and of course read both mine and Jen's other works.
~LadyB.
The love of two women; the heart of one man. Chapter One.
A boy walked down the hallways of his school, it was his senior year finally. As he walked through the halls many people shouted his name, or yelled hello. He simply gave them a nod of his head, hinting that he had noticed them. The girl in his arms sighed contently; her love had all the attention in the school. Of course he was the star player to Orange Star High School's soccer team, needless to say things were going his way.
"Vegeta?" The girl on his arms asked him calmly.
Vegeta looked to the right at his girlfriend who was about the same height as he, if not a little shorter. "What is it woman?" Inquired Vegeta, sounding as if he had better things to do with his time.
She blinked, no matter how cold he was or how evil she claimed to be, she would never get use to his use of the word 'woman'. Even if it bothered her to no end she knew it was his way of showing that there was some affection I their somewhat rocky relationship.
"The name is TERRA not WOMAN." She scolded playfully.
Vegeta smirked his signature smirk that had won Terra over in the first place. Now she had even forgotten why she was mad at him in the first place.
She cursed, since had he been such a charmer?
"Well then, what is it, Terra?" He amended.
Terra smiled her lovely smile, despite prissy attitude, her to some extent; she was a lovely girl. Her long black hair with dark green streaks demanded attention and her ice blue eyes were nothing but. It was no wonder that she was the head cheerleader at their school. Although the cheerleading outfit she wore at the moment, a nicely put together white and orange outfit, clashed with her coloring she was still radiant. When pleased Terra gave off warmth and kindness which was alien to her normal personality. When angered she seethed with venom that could kill a thousand times over. For every ounce of her perfect womanly beauty she was equally dangerous.
"I was wondering Vegeta, are you going to attend the lunch that they are holding today at lunch?" Terra asked.
Vegeta knitted his brows together. "Why the hell would I ever do that? It's just a bunch of sore ass preppy kids with nothing better to do."
Terra smiled, fine; if he was going to play hard to get she sure in hell was gonna play too.
"That's alright then Vegeta." Terra simply stated.
He raised an eyebrow; the woman must have something up her sleeve.
Terra simply smiled at Vegeta's curious expression. He took hold of her backpack and pulled her back to him.
"Woman, I mean Terra, what do you mean?" He asked her knowing that there was more than she was letting on.
She laughed; Vegeta felt something inside him soften. Her laughter was like sweet music to him. Like a killer's laughter it riddle with seductive innuendo, leaving him dying for her answer.
"Would you like to know?" She teased swaying her hips back and forth as she walked away from Vegeta. He felt his mouth dry suddenly; did she really have that effect on him?
"WOMAN!" He yelled.
She smiled back at him with her arctic blue eyes dancing in his desperation. Terra took great pride in his misfortune even if he was her boyfriend. There were times when they were more rivals than lovers. The pride of each of them was like oil and water, never mixing never dissolving.
"Alright, fine, I'll tell you. It was suppose to be a secret but, it's in your honor." Terra finally admitted.
They had told her not to tell Vegeta, they wanted to reward and surprise their start player with a lunch in his honor. Terra knew, just like everyone else, that her boyfriend's pride was his weakness. His Achilles' heel in a way, or so she viewed it.
She took careful notice as Vegeta's face fell into silent spectacle. She knew that at the moment she was fanning his pride, making him feel important, almost immortal.
"Will you still not attend, you arrogant-pain-in-my-ass?" Terra asked innocently.
Vegeta narrowed her eyes. Terra was trying to show him that she knew his weaknesses, when in reality, she knew very little. He knew that she was right about his pride but he was never let her see that.
"I, unlike you, do not need things thrown at my feet to gain false importance." Vegeta teased.
Terra was flushed; he was referring to the time that they had been basically begging her to take the reputation of being head cheerleader. She had been waiting for them to beg her until they were better off being on their knees, then she had accepted. She liked the fact that it made her feel significant.
She balled up her fists at her side; Vegeta had gotten to her again. Within the invisible walls of their heated relationship, it was a constant war of power. Terra knew that she had to looks to win him over, and Vegeta knew he had to charm to make her fall to his knees. There was no such thing as equal power in their relationship; it was always an unvarying game of 'cat and mouse'.
Finally Terra came up with a comeback. "Is that so, Vegeta?" She requested with her husky voice that sounded more like a purr than a power of speech within most every person among the Earth they lived on. "Then you do not demand the attention of everyone?"
Vegeta cocked an eyebrow again, what the hell was she getting at? "No I do not!" He yelled at her trying to regain his position at the top of their heated argument.
People around them started to stare, this was no longer a friendly tease between lovers, this was now a full-blown struggle for power. Vegeta clutched his fists together; he was not one to make a scene. He could only hope that Terra would keep her voice down enough for them not to draw too much unneeded attention to themselves.
"Then you mean to tell me that you just hated it when they all voted you V.I.P?" Terra asked taking full control of their antagonism.
Vegeta let the smirk that danced along the corners of his nicely shaped lips that any girl at school would pay to kiss. His cool black eyes were not as pleased as they had been a moment again, for he had lost his power over Terra completely.
"What the hell are you babbling about woman?" He demanded struggling to recuperate his little left pride and power.
Terra grinned her fabulous smile, making all their words forgotten. "Nothing Vege." She purred in his ear as she pulled him close. "Just forget that this ever happened."
Vegeta already had, he pulled Terra back and roughly took her lips with his. "Retched women, be damned if I understand you." He muttered before her fully closed the space between their lips.
A flash of light in front of their faces rudely interrupted their infrequent tenderness. When Vegeta looked up he was face to face with a beaming girl with long black hair and matching onyx eyes. She winked at him as she turned her camera off.
"Thanks Vegeta! This will make front page of your article." The girl giggled.
Terra narrowed her eyes, Vegeta followed her example. Before he even form the words to speak, Terra spoke what he was basically going to scream.
"Who the hell are you and how dare you?!" She commanded.
The girl lost her smile and dropped the camera around her neck to her chest. "My name is Chi-Chi; I'm with the Orange Star Tribune."
Terra's expression was indifferent. "What permission does that give you to photograph me and my boyfriend?" Terra yelled.
Vegeta rolled his eyes; he had all people looking at him and Terra again.
Chi-Chi shrugged as the smile returned to her lips. "None, but believe me this is going to be one hell of a picture."
Terra dropped her wintry eyes from Chi-Chi's frightened onyx eyes. "Remove yourself." She hissed as she took hold of Vegeta's hand and walked away with him down to the room where they were holding his honorary lunch.
Vegeta did not battle with Terra, why would he? All he wanted now was to go to this lunch, so up, be recognized, and leave. The sooner she got done with that shit then he could leave.
As Terra pushed the heavy brown doors open it revealed a room full of cheerleaders, fellow soccer players, and some other so-called important people to their school.
"Hey Vegeta!" Came a yell from the back of the room.
Vegeta looked up; it was Kakkarot or as the others knew him, Goku. He had hair that defied all laws of gravity as well as direction accompanied with goofy black eyes that made you laugh at first sight. He was a happy-go- lucky type a boy, it made Terra wonder why he was ever talking to her arrogant boyfriend.
"Kakkarot." Vegeta said with much less enthusiasm than what Goku had initially said.
"Have you seen this place Vegeta?" He asked like a child in a candy shop.
Vegeta rolled his eyes and sighed, he hated dealing with people of lower intelligence than his own. "Kakkarot, I AM standing in here you know."
Goku blushed. "That's not what I meant." He said. "I meant have you seen how many people are in here?"
"You should have started with that." Vegeta mumbled.
"He's here!" Someone yelled.
There was a thunder of clapping throughout the room of people as they all noticed him. After that Terra noticed that her boyfriend was being pulled from side to side, person to person, just to get a simple hello or hey out of someone. That truly meant that he was great, it did her proud to know that he was hers, and only hers.
Almost twenty minutes later Vegeta tried to escape the mob of people that wished to speak to him. When he couldn't he just gave up, his presence was needed and he would deliver that. However that did not mean that he would pay attention. For his mind was elsewhere. On the blue-haired angel in the back of the room fighting off a fellow soccer player.
"Get off of me Yamcha!" She screamed as he tried to pull her into a corner of the room.
"You know you want this." He said to her.
She shrieked.
Vegeta sighed, what was the world coming to at this day and age? As he finally got a moment to himself away from the reporters, Kakkarot, and Terra he could only wonder what would become of that blue-haired maiden that had taking his mind and ran off with it.
N-e-wayz, enjoy and R&R and of course read both mine and Jen's other works.
~LadyB.
The love of two women; the heart of one man. Chapter One.
A boy walked down the hallways of his school, it was his senior year finally. As he walked through the halls many people shouted his name, or yelled hello. He simply gave them a nod of his head, hinting that he had noticed them. The girl in his arms sighed contently; her love had all the attention in the school. Of course he was the star player to Orange Star High School's soccer team, needless to say things were going his way.
"Vegeta?" The girl on his arms asked him calmly.
Vegeta looked to the right at his girlfriend who was about the same height as he, if not a little shorter. "What is it woman?" Inquired Vegeta, sounding as if he had better things to do with his time.
She blinked, no matter how cold he was or how evil she claimed to be, she would never get use to his use of the word 'woman'. Even if it bothered her to no end she knew it was his way of showing that there was some affection I their somewhat rocky relationship.
"The name is TERRA not WOMAN." She scolded playfully.
Vegeta smirked his signature smirk that had won Terra over in the first place. Now she had even forgotten why she was mad at him in the first place.
She cursed, since had he been such a charmer?
"Well then, what is it, Terra?" He amended.
Terra smiled her lovely smile, despite prissy attitude, her to some extent; she was a lovely girl. Her long black hair with dark green streaks demanded attention and her ice blue eyes were nothing but. It was no wonder that she was the head cheerleader at their school. Although the cheerleading outfit she wore at the moment, a nicely put together white and orange outfit, clashed with her coloring she was still radiant. When pleased Terra gave off warmth and kindness which was alien to her normal personality. When angered she seethed with venom that could kill a thousand times over. For every ounce of her perfect womanly beauty she was equally dangerous.
"I was wondering Vegeta, are you going to attend the lunch that they are holding today at lunch?" Terra asked.
Vegeta knitted his brows together. "Why the hell would I ever do that? It's just a bunch of sore ass preppy kids with nothing better to do."
Terra smiled, fine; if he was going to play hard to get she sure in hell was gonna play too.
"That's alright then Vegeta." Terra simply stated.
He raised an eyebrow; the woman must have something up her sleeve.
Terra simply smiled at Vegeta's curious expression. He took hold of her backpack and pulled her back to him.
"Woman, I mean Terra, what do you mean?" He asked her knowing that there was more than she was letting on.
She laughed; Vegeta felt something inside him soften. Her laughter was like sweet music to him. Like a killer's laughter it riddle with seductive innuendo, leaving him dying for her answer.
"Would you like to know?" She teased swaying her hips back and forth as she walked away from Vegeta. He felt his mouth dry suddenly; did she really have that effect on him?
"WOMAN!" He yelled.
She smiled back at him with her arctic blue eyes dancing in his desperation. Terra took great pride in his misfortune even if he was her boyfriend. There were times when they were more rivals than lovers. The pride of each of them was like oil and water, never mixing never dissolving.
"Alright, fine, I'll tell you. It was suppose to be a secret but, it's in your honor." Terra finally admitted.
They had told her not to tell Vegeta, they wanted to reward and surprise their start player with a lunch in his honor. Terra knew, just like everyone else, that her boyfriend's pride was his weakness. His Achilles' heel in a way, or so she viewed it.
She took careful notice as Vegeta's face fell into silent spectacle. She knew that at the moment she was fanning his pride, making him feel important, almost immortal.
"Will you still not attend, you arrogant-pain-in-my-ass?" Terra asked innocently.
Vegeta narrowed her eyes. Terra was trying to show him that she knew his weaknesses, when in reality, she knew very little. He knew that she was right about his pride but he was never let her see that.
"I, unlike you, do not need things thrown at my feet to gain false importance." Vegeta teased.
Terra was flushed; he was referring to the time that they had been basically begging her to take the reputation of being head cheerleader. She had been waiting for them to beg her until they were better off being on their knees, then she had accepted. She liked the fact that it made her feel significant.
She balled up her fists at her side; Vegeta had gotten to her again. Within the invisible walls of their heated relationship, it was a constant war of power. Terra knew that she had to looks to win him over, and Vegeta knew he had to charm to make her fall to his knees. There was no such thing as equal power in their relationship; it was always an unvarying game of 'cat and mouse'.
Finally Terra came up with a comeback. "Is that so, Vegeta?" She requested with her husky voice that sounded more like a purr than a power of speech within most every person among the Earth they lived on. "Then you do not demand the attention of everyone?"
Vegeta cocked an eyebrow again, what the hell was she getting at? "No I do not!" He yelled at her trying to regain his position at the top of their heated argument.
People around them started to stare, this was no longer a friendly tease between lovers, this was now a full-blown struggle for power. Vegeta clutched his fists together; he was not one to make a scene. He could only hope that Terra would keep her voice down enough for them not to draw too much unneeded attention to themselves.
"Then you mean to tell me that you just hated it when they all voted you V.I.P?" Terra asked taking full control of their antagonism.
Vegeta let the smirk that danced along the corners of his nicely shaped lips that any girl at school would pay to kiss. His cool black eyes were not as pleased as they had been a moment again, for he had lost his power over Terra completely.
"What the hell are you babbling about woman?" He demanded struggling to recuperate his little left pride and power.
Terra grinned her fabulous smile, making all their words forgotten. "Nothing Vege." She purred in his ear as she pulled him close. "Just forget that this ever happened."
Vegeta already had, he pulled Terra back and roughly took her lips with his. "Retched women, be damned if I understand you." He muttered before her fully closed the space between their lips.
A flash of light in front of their faces rudely interrupted their infrequent tenderness. When Vegeta looked up he was face to face with a beaming girl with long black hair and matching onyx eyes. She winked at him as she turned her camera off.
"Thanks Vegeta! This will make front page of your article." The girl giggled.
Terra narrowed her eyes, Vegeta followed her example. Before he even form the words to speak, Terra spoke what he was basically going to scream.
"Who the hell are you and how dare you?!" She commanded.
The girl lost her smile and dropped the camera around her neck to her chest. "My name is Chi-Chi; I'm with the Orange Star Tribune."
Terra's expression was indifferent. "What permission does that give you to photograph me and my boyfriend?" Terra yelled.
Vegeta rolled his eyes; he had all people looking at him and Terra again.
Chi-Chi shrugged as the smile returned to her lips. "None, but believe me this is going to be one hell of a picture."
Terra dropped her wintry eyes from Chi-Chi's frightened onyx eyes. "Remove yourself." She hissed as she took hold of Vegeta's hand and walked away with him down to the room where they were holding his honorary lunch.
Vegeta did not battle with Terra, why would he? All he wanted now was to go to this lunch, so up, be recognized, and leave. The sooner she got done with that shit then he could leave.
As Terra pushed the heavy brown doors open it revealed a room full of cheerleaders, fellow soccer players, and some other so-called important people to their school.
"Hey Vegeta!" Came a yell from the back of the room.
Vegeta looked up; it was Kakkarot or as the others knew him, Goku. He had hair that defied all laws of gravity as well as direction accompanied with goofy black eyes that made you laugh at first sight. He was a happy-go- lucky type a boy, it made Terra wonder why he was ever talking to her arrogant boyfriend.
"Kakkarot." Vegeta said with much less enthusiasm than what Goku had initially said.
"Have you seen this place Vegeta?" He asked like a child in a candy shop.
Vegeta rolled his eyes and sighed, he hated dealing with people of lower intelligence than his own. "Kakkarot, I AM standing in here you know."
Goku blushed. "That's not what I meant." He said. "I meant have you seen how many people are in here?"
"You should have started with that." Vegeta mumbled.
"He's here!" Someone yelled.
There was a thunder of clapping throughout the room of people as they all noticed him. After that Terra noticed that her boyfriend was being pulled from side to side, person to person, just to get a simple hello or hey out of someone. That truly meant that he was great, it did her proud to know that he was hers, and only hers.
Almost twenty minutes later Vegeta tried to escape the mob of people that wished to speak to him. When he couldn't he just gave up, his presence was needed and he would deliver that. However that did not mean that he would pay attention. For his mind was elsewhere. On the blue-haired angel in the back of the room fighting off a fellow soccer player.
"Get off of me Yamcha!" She screamed as he tried to pull her into a corner of the room.
"You know you want this." He said to her.
She shrieked.
Vegeta sighed, what was the world coming to at this day and age? As he finally got a moment to himself away from the reporters, Kakkarot, and Terra he could only wonder what would become of that blue-haired maiden that had taking his mind and ran off with it.