Chapter 4: Goddammit Nappa

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"So, why are we here again?" Goku piped up as they ran across the road towards the shop. Vegeta sighed and opened the door, ignoring the taller male's words and headed to the counter.

"One latté with two shots of espresso please, and-" Vegeta glanced at the treats behind the glass counter. "One chocolate muffin. Two, actually." He disregarded whatever Goku wanted to order and pulled out his wallet. His eyes traced over the total and pulled out a few small bills.

The moment he got his change and his order number, the raven-head walked towards the back of the café and sat down, the oaf not far behind. He pulled out his laptop from his bag and began typing a paragraph of nonsense. Well, nonsense to others who read it. After continuously getting random dreams of himself in different situations, Vegeta decided to write down the events in every dream somewhere. He thought if he could find a clue he could piece the dreams together, see what they mean, and finally understand why he kept getting these dreams.

Goku stared at the smaller male as he waited for his food. His mind kept going back to the thought he had in the building. The boy had to admit eventually- Vegeta did look cute. The way his sharp eyes moved across the screen with focus and determination, the way his nose scrunched up when he got frustrated or upset about something. Hell- even when he was mad and slammed the keyboard angrily was cute to him too.

Vegeta stopped what he was doing and glanced at Goku, vexation still glowing in his irises. "Yes . . . ? What do you want?"

"Hm? Oh uh, nothing. I was lost in thought." Goku laughed and scratched the back of his head nervously. If he asked him what those thoughts meant now, he might get punched in the face and lose a friend he just got. Not something he wanted to do. "Actually, can I ask you a question?"

"Hn." Vegeta looked up from his laptop at the counter where his order was called. "After I get my stuff." He got up and grabbed his coffee and muffins before returning and listening to what the giant had to ask.

"So, why is it that people want to date others so early?" Goku looked around the shop as a few couples sat and chatted with one another across the café. "What's so special about it?"

"How should I know, I've never bothered with stupid shit like that." Vegeta bit into one of his muffins and went back to typing. "I don't have the time for it either. Why are you asking me that question anyways? Do I look like a love expert to you?"

"There are people like that?" Goku's eyes shined with curiosity, like a kid being given candy. "Wait, are you a love expert? You don't look like it-"

"You idiot!" Vegeta smacked Goku's head, growling. "Of course I'm not a love expert, what is wrong with you?!" His eyes flared with irritation as the taller male rubbed his head and complained about the pain. "Why bring up this topic anyways?! We're supposed to be working!" He hissed and went back to eating his muffin.

"Because Yamcha mentioned earlier before class-" Goku began.

"The idiot that nearly got you expelled?" Vegeta interrupted, raising an eyebrow. "No wonder you have no brain. You spend time with others who lost their own brain before you did."

"Hey, come on now," Goku frowned. "I'm not that stupid."

Vegeta shrugged and began eating his other muffin. "Whatever floats your boat. Continue."

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