Title: Love? What's Love?
Author: Lecta-97
Rating: R
Warnings: Language (Bad Language not for children!)
Disclaimer: I don't own dbz! I wish I did trunks is drop dead gorgeous and Vegeta and Bulma are so cute together!. I have nothing not even a car this is my dad's computer so u cant have it! I own nothing! Ha so don't sue me!
Chapter 1: Verbal Fights and Food Fights
"Finally!" Bulma exclaimed. She had just finished her new experiment that had taken her six months to work on. "Project 104S is done!" she told her self (not mentally). She walked over to the beautifully polished Granite counter top where her latest invention lay. Carefully and cautiously she pushed the small button that started the interesting piece of work that was conveniently shaped as a cube. All of the sudden the invention came to life and a voice sounding much like hers greeted and shook her hand. "Shall I start my mission, Miss. Bulma?" asked her new spy bot mechanically questioned her. "What do you think? OF COURSE!" Bulma excitedly told her new toy.
Meanwhile in the hallway.
"What is that idiot woman up to now?" a certain annoyed saiyan asked himself. Let's find out shall we. Vegeta mentally told himself. Silently he crept into Bulma's lab and snuck up directly behind her. As if in a terror movie Vegeta tapped Bulma's shoulder lightly so he wouldn't break it. She jumped in fear, turned around, and smacked Vegeta as hard as she could! "Vegeta what the fuck? Why the hell did u do that ass hole?!" she questioned him. All he could do was laugh at her and point. He was laughing so hard that he didn't, even with saiyan hearing, he didn't hear the door bell ring.
Bulma stormed out of the lab and heard the ringing of the custom door bell she designed herself. It played her favorite song by Sum 41 "Fat Lip." She walked up to the double doors that were at the front of her house and opened the one on the right. There was her boyfriend Yamcha. "Hey babe, what's up there hot stuff?" he asked her. Bulma blushed a little and replied, glancing in the direction of the lab.".nothing. What brought you here today I thought you had a baseball game?" "Well, I did, but the other team didn't show up so they automatically forfeit. We didn't have to play." Yamcha told her. "So where's my hug Yamcha?" Bulma asked sarcastically. He laughed and walked up to her with open arms. "Sorry babe. I get a little caught up in talking some times." She put her arms around his neck and kissed him. They had been going out for so long it seemed as if there childhood love was fading away. Damn what is that smell that Yamcha is wearing. It smells like.SLUT. "Yamcha, what is that smell?" "What smell babe?" he replied. "Oh don't you 'what smell' me you mother fucker! Get the hell out of my house. NOW!" "Bulma bab" "Don't Bulma babe me! Get the fuck out!" since they were still at the door she pushed an un-suspecting Yamcha out of the door way and onto the porch. Slamming the door right after, ki proof as well as, as strong as a saiyan, oh and sound proof.
Bulma wasn't really sad about kicking Yamcha out .again. She had done it so many times it was like a daily ritual. Yup she did it every day. The same thing happened. He would come in smelling like he was smothered by girls and she would kick his ass out of her hou.mansion. Knowing that Vegeta was in the room and that he had heard her and Yamcha's little tiff again she just walked past him and ignored his disgusted look. Also knowing that Vegeta would stomp into the kitchen right after her and order her to make him food she told the cooking bot to cook a 57 course meal for Vegeta and a 1 course desert for herself. After taking the order the bot scurried off to work on the meal which would be done in about 10 minutes. Just as scheduled Vegeta walked into the kitchen and said "Woman! Cook me some food!" "Its cooking Vegeta even the deserts are being made. So don't go yelling at me." "Whatever.woman." "Aghha. Fuck you Vegeta grow up. Oh and I have a god damn name. It's BULMA. Now use it!" she yelled and stomped away not even caring that Vegeta was to focused on the food to notice what she said.
She came back to see that Vegeta was on his 54th meal and her ice cream was just being placed on her side of the table. She went to sit down. "I'm not hungry" she muttered to herself. Maybe I need to have some fun.humm. lets see. Ice cream and a Vegeta. I've got it! "Oh Vegeta!?" He looked up too late to see a large scoop of Blackraspberry chocolate chip ice cream headed right for his head. It hit him dead on. Smack in the middle of his forehead. He growled and took a whole bowl of Banana Mocha Chunk. "You wouldn't" she half laughed and couldn't really see strait. "Oh yes I would" Vegeta sounded serious but his eyes gave him away to be excited. She took a cup of his Chocolate Moose Chunk Mocha raspberry and counted "One.Two.Smack.Three smack" she threw hers on he count of two and a half and he threw his right after! They were engaged in an all out Ice Cream Fight! "I'ma win Vegeta! Be prepared to lose ya loser!" Bulma screamed as she got smacked in the face with more ice cream. "No, I believe it is you who is the loser Bulma prepare to be killed by ice cream!" "Oh no you don't" She said as he threw a half melted container of sherbet. She grabbed a plate and stopped the ice ream from hitting her.
4 hours and two showers later.
Bulma and Vegeta both plopped down onto the black leather couch in the center of the second floor living room. "Thanks Vegeta that was just what I needed to get my mind off Yamcha. I owe you" "Whatever just don't do it again. woman!" "Fuck you Vegeta you had to ruin my good day! You piss me off on purpose some times I swear it!" "You know woman I think you are actually getting smarter I think. Or maybe your getting fat from that ice cream I cant tell the difference!" he half laughed. "I'M NOT FAT VEGETA YOUR GONNA PAY FOR THAT LITTLE INSULT I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" "Like You could woman! Hahahaha" "UHHH I'm fed up with you, ya ass hole." She got up and jumped onto his side of the couch he ducked and with his super speed taking him to the Gravity Chamber. Before he got there he said "I'm going to train woman don't interrupt me."
A/N: Hey guys Bulma really doesn't like Yamcha and Vegeta is an ass. What's Bulma's 104S project's mission? And what's the deal with the Ice cream fight? Was Vegeta actually being nice to Bulma? I think not any way all will be told in the next chapter! Out in at the most two days. K so check it out. Later peeps. Luv ya.
Author: Lecta-97
Rating: R
Warnings: Language (Bad Language not for children!)
Disclaimer: I don't own dbz! I wish I did trunks is drop dead gorgeous and Vegeta and Bulma are so cute together!. I have nothing not even a car this is my dad's computer so u cant have it! I own nothing! Ha so don't sue me!
Chapter 1: Verbal Fights and Food Fights
"Finally!" Bulma exclaimed. She had just finished her new experiment that had taken her six months to work on. "Project 104S is done!" she told her self (not mentally). She walked over to the beautifully polished Granite counter top where her latest invention lay. Carefully and cautiously she pushed the small button that started the interesting piece of work that was conveniently shaped as a cube. All of the sudden the invention came to life and a voice sounding much like hers greeted and shook her hand. "Shall I start my mission, Miss. Bulma?" asked her new spy bot mechanically questioned her. "What do you think? OF COURSE!" Bulma excitedly told her new toy.
Meanwhile in the hallway.
"What is that idiot woman up to now?" a certain annoyed saiyan asked himself. Let's find out shall we. Vegeta mentally told himself. Silently he crept into Bulma's lab and snuck up directly behind her. As if in a terror movie Vegeta tapped Bulma's shoulder lightly so he wouldn't break it. She jumped in fear, turned around, and smacked Vegeta as hard as she could! "Vegeta what the fuck? Why the hell did u do that ass hole?!" she questioned him. All he could do was laugh at her and point. He was laughing so hard that he didn't, even with saiyan hearing, he didn't hear the door bell ring.
Bulma stormed out of the lab and heard the ringing of the custom door bell she designed herself. It played her favorite song by Sum 41 "Fat Lip." She walked up to the double doors that were at the front of her house and opened the one on the right. There was her boyfriend Yamcha. "Hey babe, what's up there hot stuff?" he asked her. Bulma blushed a little and replied, glancing in the direction of the lab.".nothing. What brought you here today I thought you had a baseball game?" "Well, I did, but the other team didn't show up so they automatically forfeit. We didn't have to play." Yamcha told her. "So where's my hug Yamcha?" Bulma asked sarcastically. He laughed and walked up to her with open arms. "Sorry babe. I get a little caught up in talking some times." She put her arms around his neck and kissed him. They had been going out for so long it seemed as if there childhood love was fading away. Damn what is that smell that Yamcha is wearing. It smells like.SLUT. "Yamcha, what is that smell?" "What smell babe?" he replied. "Oh don't you 'what smell' me you mother fucker! Get the hell out of my house. NOW!" "Bulma bab" "Don't Bulma babe me! Get the fuck out!" since they were still at the door she pushed an un-suspecting Yamcha out of the door way and onto the porch. Slamming the door right after, ki proof as well as, as strong as a saiyan, oh and sound proof.
Bulma wasn't really sad about kicking Yamcha out .again. She had done it so many times it was like a daily ritual. Yup she did it every day. The same thing happened. He would come in smelling like he was smothered by girls and she would kick his ass out of her hou.mansion. Knowing that Vegeta was in the room and that he had heard her and Yamcha's little tiff again she just walked past him and ignored his disgusted look. Also knowing that Vegeta would stomp into the kitchen right after her and order her to make him food she told the cooking bot to cook a 57 course meal for Vegeta and a 1 course desert for herself. After taking the order the bot scurried off to work on the meal which would be done in about 10 minutes. Just as scheduled Vegeta walked into the kitchen and said "Woman! Cook me some food!" "Its cooking Vegeta even the deserts are being made. So don't go yelling at me." "Whatever.woman." "Aghha. Fuck you Vegeta grow up. Oh and I have a god damn name. It's BULMA. Now use it!" she yelled and stomped away not even caring that Vegeta was to focused on the food to notice what she said.
She came back to see that Vegeta was on his 54th meal and her ice cream was just being placed on her side of the table. She went to sit down. "I'm not hungry" she muttered to herself. Maybe I need to have some fun.humm. lets see. Ice cream and a Vegeta. I've got it! "Oh Vegeta!?" He looked up too late to see a large scoop of Blackraspberry chocolate chip ice cream headed right for his head. It hit him dead on. Smack in the middle of his forehead. He growled and took a whole bowl of Banana Mocha Chunk. "You wouldn't" she half laughed and couldn't really see strait. "Oh yes I would" Vegeta sounded serious but his eyes gave him away to be excited. She took a cup of his Chocolate Moose Chunk Mocha raspberry and counted "One.Two.Smack.Three smack" she threw hers on he count of two and a half and he threw his right after! They were engaged in an all out Ice Cream Fight! "I'ma win Vegeta! Be prepared to lose ya loser!" Bulma screamed as she got smacked in the face with more ice cream. "No, I believe it is you who is the loser Bulma prepare to be killed by ice cream!" "Oh no you don't" She said as he threw a half melted container of sherbet. She grabbed a plate and stopped the ice ream from hitting her.
4 hours and two showers later.
Bulma and Vegeta both plopped down onto the black leather couch in the center of the second floor living room. "Thanks Vegeta that was just what I needed to get my mind off Yamcha. I owe you" "Whatever just don't do it again. woman!" "Fuck you Vegeta you had to ruin my good day! You piss me off on purpose some times I swear it!" "You know woman I think you are actually getting smarter I think. Or maybe your getting fat from that ice cream I cant tell the difference!" he half laughed. "I'M NOT FAT VEGETA YOUR GONNA PAY FOR THAT LITTLE INSULT I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" "Like You could woman! Hahahaha" "UHHH I'm fed up with you, ya ass hole." She got up and jumped onto his side of the couch he ducked and with his super speed taking him to the Gravity Chamber. Before he got there he said "I'm going to train woman don't interrupt me."
A/N: Hey guys Bulma really doesn't like Yamcha and Vegeta is an ass. What's Bulma's 104S project's mission? And what's the deal with the Ice cream fight? Was Vegeta actually being nice to Bulma? I think not any way all will be told in the next chapter! Out in at the most two days. K so check it out. Later peeps. Luv ya.