Hello.

Vegeta hasn´t had his revenge on Android Eighteen yet. She let him look like a fool in front of the other fighters.

It takes place right after the Cell-Saga.

Guess I would write a second chapter if you are interested. So reviews are very very welcome.

The rematch

I sipped on my glass of red wine. The bartender meant that would suit me. But to be honest; it was awful tasting. I was new to this whole Party thing. Or what they call it. I knew some of the names already but to be honest, I didn´t care. I came because I was invited and had nothing special to do anyways.

But what really disturbed me was the fact that no one cared about me being here. A couple of month ago I was standing on the opposite side of the law, but they just keep acting all normal not even paying any attention to what I do. I mean I could sneak around and be killing more than half of the people here if I wanted to. Just like that. I don´t have any personal bonding to one of them, so why should I care?

Although I know, that that little kid saved my life. He was standing a couple of tables ahead in suit and a loose tie. Must be fun talking to the guy with the short black hair and the scar on his face. I can´t remember him being on the battlefield so I don´t know his name. While I keep watching the scene my eyes focus on something right behind it. Past the boy, at the other side of the room, stood the green Namek, whom they call Piccolo. He held eye contact with me. Intense and giving me an awkward feeling. But I held his stare. Guess he is the only one who bothers having me around. His eyes are telling me that he is watching me. And I can´t complain. Somehow I felt a little sympathy for him. He made up a pretty good fight against Seventeen, even tried to warn him, but too late. I know we have been stubborn kids. If we just would have listened to him. I am still sad about the loss of my brother. I haven´t found him yet, but I am sure he´s still alive. I put up a small smile towards Piccolo.

I keep on searching the room for Krillin. He was the one who asked me here. But nothing. He was nowhere to be seen. After I arrived here and that woman called Bulma opened up the door I was all by myself. Bulma showed me around and didn´t seem to be a bit afraid of me. I knew that she was with Vegeta somehow, but it seemed to be complicated, which I understood after meeting him. The first person she introduced to me was her friend Chichi. She was Gokus wife and the mother of Gohan. She seemed tough to me. Being Gokus wife gave her an extra confident aura. I could not try a single move and there were already two Saiyan and a Namek on my heels. All of them way stronger than myself. And I was not so sure that they would spare me a second time. If Seventeen was here we might put up a fight or he would go around talking to everybody and having the time of his live. He was always more talkative then me. Good in making friends n stuff. Yes I´m pretty sure he would be joining the Party on the dance floor.

After my second glass of wine and an even worse tasting thing called beer I really started feeling out of place. Why did he invite me at all? He said he would meet me here at eight and that it would be a dinner party and later on just a party with dancing. So I should wear something nice. And so I spend the day shopping for a dress. And found myself five or six nice ones. And I picked the red one for tonight. Short and skin tight. I could barely move. Nor breathe. But I was damn sure that I was the best looking person in this whole bunch of people. Although the girl with the long purple hair and ribbon in it is quite cute in her night blue dress. She seems to be close to… what was his name again? Something with a T… well, not so important. What was important was, that I was here all dressed up and he wasn´t.

I sight and empty my Tequila at once. A shiver runs through my body but I don´t show it on the outside. A quick look at the clock behind the bar tells me it is already after ten and I´m no longer willing to wait. I´m about to hop of my stool, when a voice orders two more drinks; for the lady and him. I turn my head and find Vegeta sitting next to me. I´m bluffed. I admit it. His voice sounded way smother than on that highway. He kind a smelled good from here and that white shirt with the black Jeans kind a suited him good. I have to admit that too. He wore a cocky smile as he said, "hey there. Nice dress." In the same moment he lifted his glass and seemed to want me to do the same with the one he ordered for me. And as I did his glass gave mine a soft knock. "Cheers." He emptied it at once and I did the same. I coughed hard. My throat was burning. What the hell was that?! "Not a whisky drinker, are you?" he still wore that smile and I kind a started to freak out. What was wrong with him?! "Was that so obvious?" My tone was ice, but he didn´t deserve better. "Relax Barbie. You want to be on this party as much as I want to, so I thought we could hang out a little bit. Where´s your date?" "You hanging out with me? Sure. Where are the cameras?! Your brain must look like swiss cheese when you´ve forgotten that we´re no friends. Not even close to that. But don´t cry. I can be nice if I want to. And if you are lucky I might let you sit here for a little longer." "There she goes! See? That is exactly why I choose you to spend the evening. A lot more fun with that cocky personality of yours." He smiled and knocked on the bar. "Two more drinks." I held up my hand. "Tequila for me." After the next round of shots he asked again. "You haven´t answered my question. What happened to your date?" I took my time eating a cracker before I turn to him. "Who said I had a date? I came by myself. I´ll leave by myself." Vegeta took one of the crackers out of the bowl and took a bite. "What a waste of your dress. Looks good on you by the way." I couldn´t do anything about my cheeks turning red. I was not prepared for a compliment. "Red seems to be your color." Another smirk. "Want to go show it around?" I just lifted an eyebrow. I didn´t get it. "Excuse me?" He stood up and held his hand out to me. "Want to dance?" I thought about it for a second. I didn´t know if I wanted to dance with him. But I had nothing against it either. I placed my hand into his. "Can you even dance?" "You would be surprised about how good." The dance floor was packed and we headed into the middle of the crowed. I stroke my hair back before being pulled into Vegetas arms. I placed my other hand on his shoulder while he put his between my shoulder blades.

"What is this party here? Who are all these people?" It was a slow smooth song playing. "This is one of the two company parties, for all the employees of the capsule corporation. This is the summer party. Bulma had bad luck with the weather, or else it would be outside." I nodded. A lot of people here for my liking. Maybe 80 or 90. "What about Bulma? Won´t she be mad? You, dancing with another women." I tried to avoid his gaze while we were dancing but after he pulled me closer I had to look him in the eyes. "Guess we have to find out. But first she will have to find us. It is pretty crowded here, don´t you think? And she will be busy talking to everyone. Trying to be a good host." I heard the sarcasm in his voice. We didn´t say a word for a long time. "And how is it?" "What?" "My dancing." "Ok I guess." He twirled me around and held me even closer afterwards. No room for air between our bodys. "And what about now?" "What are you up to?" "Nothing." "Sure. What´s wrong with you? Think I would fall for your little flirt? Yes I can feel your muscles right there. Quite impressive, yes. But I don´t mind to be so close to you. And I just want you to know that whatever you are trying, it is not up to you what will happen next." His grin got even wider. "And that would be?" I tried to keep my face cool. But on the inside I started to like that conversation. "First. Your luck is, that this dress is so tight, that I won´t be able to rock my knee into your gut without ruining it. Second. If your hand on my back keeps on going any deeper, I might be forced to rethink number one." His shoulders where shaking heavily as he burst out laughing. A few of the other dancers turned to us but none of the other people a little further away seemed to have noticed. "That´s fine by me. But if you want to fight you just should have said something. I could arrange that. You own me a rematch anyways."

I knew that he was way stronger than I was now. He stood a chance against Cell after he absorbed Seventeen. And I was completely helpless. But on the other hand I suddenly got mad at him for letting me down on that island. It never really bugged me afterwards. I knew that he was not to be trusted but that was it for me. No further thoughts of revenge crossed my mind. But I am ambitious. And I won once. Maybe if he would agree to fight on his super Saiyan-one form and if he would be distracted, I might stand a chance. "It´s a deal if it happens under the same circumstances as back then on that highway. No super Saiyan two."

His hand went down my spine and stopped a fraction of a inch above my butt, putting a certain pressure on my hip. I don´t think we could get any closer. "Don´t slap me, but, if we are going to fight later anyways I guess I take the risk. Let´s finish this song and I let you have the first strike." I admit that he is a good dancer and being so close to him, feeling every muscle in his body move made me quite nervous. I know I said I didn´t mind being close to him, but that was before he started dancing in a certain way. I was unsure about his intensions. First I thought that all was just to mock me. But looking in his face made me uneasy. What was he up to?

The Minute the song ended he twirled me around one more time and thanked me for the dance with a small bow. Now I was completely bluffed. "Can we?" He offered me his arm and I took the offer. I shook my head. No. He is not going to get through with that. He is trying to confuse me to win this fight. But he is not going to succeed. I´m going to show him, that he never had a chance. That girl is going to bring him down.

We walked out of the hall on the opposite side where I entered. Guess that is where he came from. We entered a bright lit corridor. Vegeta led me to the next elevator which took us down several levels. This corridor was not lit. But as we took a couple of steps the light started to flicker to live. It was a little bit cold down here und not nice at all. We came to a halt at a big heavy port. He typed in a code and after a whoosh the port went slowly open. "After you." I didn´t hesitate to enter. The light went on and I found myself in a huge round room. There were no windows and it was also chilly inhere. Vegeta walked over to a desk. "This is my gravity training room. I can tell the computer to play any kind of training scenario. Want to try?" I lifted my shoulders slightly. "Why not." He typed something and the light turned a little darker in color. I could feel the air shifting. But still no problem for me. A big red number told me that it was 300 times gravity. I looked over to Vegeta. He seemed normal, hair still black but I could see an aura flaring around him. "Is that all?" He grind. "I just wanted to check." He pressed a red button and the high gravity was gone.

Vegeta walked over to me casually. "So you want to start or are you already hissing the white flag?" I took some strands of my hair and put them behind my ear. Lifting my arms to take on fighting stance. "Ready when you are." He untied his tie and opened the buttons on his sleeves, rolling them up to his elbows. "Ready." I held up my right hand, telling him he had to wait a little longer. He looked puzzled. I released a deep sight before I ripped me dress on both sides apart. I had no room for my legs to kick so I ripped it from my leg to my hip. "Good thing I´m wearing my sexy lingerie today. Ready!" With no further delay I took a big step forward bringing my left foot to his head. Vegeta dodged, which was no big surprised. I took the speed that was left from my spin and brought my right elbow up. He blocked with the right hand by grabbing my arm. I stood with my back towards Vegeta. While my left foot was still in the air, he kicked my right foot off the ground, and I was without a halt. I could fly and risk a direct hit to my spine or stomach, but I decided to just stretch my right arm, that he had in his hand and grab him by his shirt, pulling him after me, turn and switching our positions. He crashed down with his back on the ground and I just set on his stomach pointing my free left fist to his head. "Guess that´s 1:0." "I guess," was all he said before he pulled me over his head, letting go of my hand, and had me flying on my back. He came in sight a second after and landed a hard punch where my head used to lye a second ago. I had rolled to the side and got up on my feet, jumping backwards to bring some distance between us. He was still on the ground, turning his head in a slow evil manner.

Vegeta took his time to get up. His aura exploded and his hair turned blond. I took my fighting stance. Guess the fun part was over. He was taking the direct way and started punching and kicking. I blocked all of them. But he had me going backwards. I couldn´t effort to check how much distance was left till I stood against the wall. I had to fight back. So I caught both his hands in mine and catapulted myself in the air between us. Lifting my knees to my chest and then stretching my legs full force, kicking my feet into Vegetas face. I let go of his hands when the impact hit him and made a 180 degrees spin to land on my feet and hands catlike. I went right after him and escorted his contact with the wall with another knee hit in his gut. He collapsed to his knees and I rammed my elbow in his neck. Not thinking that this was it, I kicked him back up with my left foot. He flew a little bit above my height and when he was back on my level I had made a spin and pierced him to the wall with my right leg stretched out and my foot placed on his throat. Karate Kid Style. I let out a small sigh."That's 2:0."

Vegeta had his eyes closed. His lips were smiling pleased. "That really is nice lingerie you are wearing." The second I eased my foot, was the second I felt regret in the shape of Vegetas right foot hitting me in the mid section. I bowed just a sec and owned another kick to the side of my head in the next moment. I crashed into the wall to the left, feeling dizzy. A couple of energy blasts hit me and blurred my sight. The next time I saw Vegeta, was when he jumped out of the fog his knees first. He rammed his knees into my shoulders. I heard a crack and felt unable to move. He landed smooth on his feet while I sank down. "That was just a little payback for my arms that you broke. Guess that´s 2:1. You can get up now. Stop acting."

Indeed. I got past my surprise the moment I set on the floor. Didn´t feel no pain at all. I held each shoulder with the opposite hand and let it spin in slow circles. I smiled wildly while doing it. Keeping eye contact with Vegeta. "Boohoo. That almost hurt. Is that all you got? Because if that is so, guess we´re going to repeat history today."

"Ha!" He answered with a rough deep voice. "Repeating history. Don´t make me laugh. Let´s make this serious." Vegeta went into fighting pose his aura exploding. You could feel the air around him vibrate. No. I won´t let him finish up-powering.

I stormed at him, lifting him off his feet with a direct blow to his cheek. He smashed to the side, but caught himself midair, his hand scratching across the floor to stop him from flying any further. I was already on my way, my right foot stretched out. A little too late I knew that this was a mistake. He had recovered to fast from my attack and was prepared the moment he saw me coming at him. Vegeta grabbed my foot and pulled me all the way past him, just to give me an abrupt halt and smash me into the ground face first.

"2:2. Wouldn´t you agree?" He had jumped a little bit back when I set up on my knees, shaking my head side to side. I took my time to get up and knock of the dirt from my dress.

The next minutes where filled with the ear-deafening sound of punches and kicks that were exchanged at a rate where no eye would ever be able to follow. I lay everything I had in each punch, hitting him full force. Time was on my side. I could do that forever, but Vegeta will have a limit. Poor thing.

Vegeta fought focused. He led no gap open, his defense was perfect. But after a moment his expression changed. I landed one, than two, three, four, five hits into his face. But before I realized what was going on I was already caught in his trap. He caught my left hand wrist and led me step past him, by sidestepping me. Then he caught my other wrist and had my arms stretched behind my back. I tried to turn my head as far as possible to catch a glimpse of Vegeta.

"Comfortable isn´t it? I remember one thing. And I remember it as clear as day. That really hurt when you broke my arms. You remember that too?"

I struggled to get free. "If you are looking for an apology, than forget it." I couldn´t see all of him, but what I could see when I looked back over my shoulder, was his cocky smile. He kept putting more and more pressure on my arms, pulling them back and together. I had a hard time speaking the next words, but I couldn´t do my next action without them. "You know. Funny story. ´Cause I think this is a game for two. So if you don´t mind, I step in again." Against the killing sensation that was spreading inside both my shoulders I jump in the air, bending my elbows and pulling myself closer to Vegeta. Still in the air I stretch my legs to both sides of Vegetas head and cross my legs behind his neck. With my lower legs on his shoulders, I pull my body up, using all the muscles in my back to come up straight. I clenched his head between my flanks and led myself fall forward, using all the speed I can make up to pull myself through his legs, pulling him after me. As my back hit the ground I un-tighten my legs and tighten my grip with my flanks around his throat again. He had let go of my wrists and was now struggling to get free. "These legs won´t open for you. No way." My plan was to get him unconscious. He will run out of air soon.

Vegeta used all force and beat down on my legs with his fists. If he could, I´m sure he would bite me. He even tried to power up, but he was in this situation for far too long to manage any transformation. A short while after, his hair went black again and I held this position for two more minutes just to make sure he wasn´t fooling me. I let go fast and jump to my feet ready to strike.

As I checked on him he really was unconscious. I cannot say I was out of breath, but the relieve to have won this fight, made me breathe heavily. I led myself fall back on my butt and then lay flat on my back. I smiled. I did it. Hahaha. I really did it. Again. Yes! I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

The end

This match is not over yet. Was it really that easy to defeat Vegeta? Or had the prince an even bigger plan on his mind? And where the heck is Krillin?

Well, what do you think? Reviews please!

I haven´t planed writing this story but as I began the words just came out and I couldn´t stop