Dreams Can Really Affect Your Life
Chapter 1
Hey everyone! This is my first real fic ever, so please be nice! I would really appreciate any and all reviews! This story is a little strange, but the idea just popped into my head! Characters' thoughts will go like this:*characters' thoughts*
anyway enjoy chap.1!
Disclaimer: All I own is hot action figures of dbz guys! And my kitties!
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Vegeta exited the door of the gravity room. It was late and he just wanted to get some good old rest. He was hot, sweaty, and fatigued from his hard day of training.*But I must bear this torture I give myself in order to surpass Kakarot.* he thought with a smirk. Bulma passed by him like he wasn't even there but then abruptly stopped in mid-step. She turned around and put her face 3 inches away from his.
"Ew Vegeta, you smell horrible! I hate it when you men don't hop into the shower right after you train! If you take a shower now I'll fix you an extra big breakfast tomorrow!" offered Bulma willing to do anything to make him take a shower. He was always awfully stubborn when it came to showers. Vegeta thought this over in his mind. It was a tempting offer( saiya-jins and their food.^^) but he just couldn't take a shower! Not after the dream he had long, long ago on Vegeta-sei when he was young....
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Vegeta's dream
*7 yr.old Prince Vegeta was relaxing in the luxurious bath of his royal chambers. He had had a tough day; conquering planets, killing innocent, harmless people. Their pleas for him to spare them got muffled out as he disposed of them ruthlessly. He could still hear their voices in his head.
He had sparred with one of his father's top generals and disaster struck. Vegeta had broken ribs and bruises and cuts all over his body. His father yelled at him for being so weak and told him to shape up.or else. And Vegeta didn't want to find out what or else was! But thanks to a few hours in the regeneration tank he was good as new, with a higher power level to top it off!
But later on Vegeta got one of the worst migraines ever and that's when he decided to take a warm, soothing bath. Just as his migraine was letting up he found himself in a gigantic bathtub with an enormous drain, and the water was going out through it fast! He got sucked into the whirlpool leading down the drain. He desperately tried grabbing on to the edge of the tub but it was too high. Vegeta tried with all his might to resist the force of the whirlpool but failed. "My father is right! I am weak." He stopped resisting a let himself get sucked down; with the thought that he wasn't worthy of anything.*
When the dream ended Vegeta shot up in bed, breathing heavily and sweating. *A dream.it was just a dream! * he silently reassured himself. He felt that the dream was punishment for taking the lives of so many innocent people, and at such a young age! (can you imagine?) But he chose to ignore it.
End of dream
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"Yoo-hoo! Vegetable brain, you there?" Bulma's high-pitched voice interrupted Vegeta's thoughts.
"Huh?" Vegeta realized he'd been staring off into space and blushed. "Oh, right, your little offer.. Well see I would Woman, but I have more important things to do." He said definitely not wanting to take a shower in the least.
"Oh yeah, like what buster? Train some more? Puh! If I even smelled half as bad as you, getting clean would be my first priority!" she screeched.
"Cease your babbling! I will get clean. Just not in these disgusting things you call showers here." insulted a smirking Vegeta.
"Fine, go around smelling like hell all day! See if I care!" yelled Bulma. "As long as you smell like a cow's ass you can forget all your precious meals." said Bulma smiling evilly as she earned a pathetic look from Vegeta. "Well if you don't want to get clean then you can at least give your son a bath can't you? You can give him one while I run a few errands tomorrow afternoon."
"Sorry to disappoint you Ms.Brief but I'm all booked up for tomorrow. I'm uh. sparring with Kakarot."he lied. Vegeta really had nothing to do all day tomorrow. He was planning on taking a break from training for a while. "Oh, and as for getting clean..I'll just fly to some lake and do my business there" he stated with a shrug, as if that were normal.
"OK, sure Vegeta, whatever!" Bulma said with an exasperated sigh. She was quite used to his crazy plans. "Well when you go over to Goku's tomorrow will you please bring Trunks with you? I'm sure ChiChi won't mind taking care of my little Trunks for a while you two spar.
"I suppose I can bring him along." said Vegeta, a glum look on his face. *Great. Now I'll really have to ask Kakarot to spar. I'm sure he won't object though. And I'll have to put up with that screeching bitch of his! * Vegeta was afraid if he didn't go to Kakarot's Bulma might call to check on Trunks and discover Vegeta was never sparring with Goku in the first place! He wouldn't let Bulma catch him lying. No way!
After all he and Goku hadn't sparred since the purple-haired boy from the future came to warn them about the androids. In fact, they never had! Before the boy came whenever they fought it would be true fighting because they were true enemies. Not really anymore. During this time no one had any extra time on his or her hands. Well.except that one night when Vegeta first made love to Bulma.but that's a story for another time!
*What a day this will be.*
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whew! Finally I'm done! So how did u like the 1st chappie? Did I drag stuff on 2 long? If I get a good number of positive reviews, the 2nd chap. will come out soon! Tell me what u think in a review, please! ^-^
Chapter 1
Hey everyone! This is my first real fic ever, so please be nice! I would really appreciate any and all reviews! This story is a little strange, but the idea just popped into my head! Characters' thoughts will go like this:*characters' thoughts*
anyway enjoy chap.1!
Disclaimer: All I own is hot action figures of dbz guys! And my kitties!
~**~**~**~**~**~
Vegeta exited the door of the gravity room. It was late and he just wanted to get some good old rest. He was hot, sweaty, and fatigued from his hard day of training.*But I must bear this torture I give myself in order to surpass Kakarot.* he thought with a smirk. Bulma passed by him like he wasn't even there but then abruptly stopped in mid-step. She turned around and put her face 3 inches away from his.
"Ew Vegeta, you smell horrible! I hate it when you men don't hop into the shower right after you train! If you take a shower now I'll fix you an extra big breakfast tomorrow!" offered Bulma willing to do anything to make him take a shower. He was always awfully stubborn when it came to showers. Vegeta thought this over in his mind. It was a tempting offer( saiya-jins and their food.^^) but he just couldn't take a shower! Not after the dream he had long, long ago on Vegeta-sei when he was young....
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Vegeta's dream
*7 yr.old Prince Vegeta was relaxing in the luxurious bath of his royal chambers. He had had a tough day; conquering planets, killing innocent, harmless people. Their pleas for him to spare them got muffled out as he disposed of them ruthlessly. He could still hear their voices in his head.
He had sparred with one of his father's top generals and disaster struck. Vegeta had broken ribs and bruises and cuts all over his body. His father yelled at him for being so weak and told him to shape up.or else. And Vegeta didn't want to find out what or else was! But thanks to a few hours in the regeneration tank he was good as new, with a higher power level to top it off!
But later on Vegeta got one of the worst migraines ever and that's when he decided to take a warm, soothing bath. Just as his migraine was letting up he found himself in a gigantic bathtub with an enormous drain, and the water was going out through it fast! He got sucked into the whirlpool leading down the drain. He desperately tried grabbing on to the edge of the tub but it was too high. Vegeta tried with all his might to resist the force of the whirlpool but failed. "My father is right! I am weak." He stopped resisting a let himself get sucked down; with the thought that he wasn't worthy of anything.*
When the dream ended Vegeta shot up in bed, breathing heavily and sweating. *A dream.it was just a dream! * he silently reassured himself. He felt that the dream was punishment for taking the lives of so many innocent people, and at such a young age! (can you imagine?) But he chose to ignore it.
End of dream
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"Yoo-hoo! Vegetable brain, you there?" Bulma's high-pitched voice interrupted Vegeta's thoughts.
"Huh?" Vegeta realized he'd been staring off into space and blushed. "Oh, right, your little offer.. Well see I would Woman, but I have more important things to do." He said definitely not wanting to take a shower in the least.
"Oh yeah, like what buster? Train some more? Puh! If I even smelled half as bad as you, getting clean would be my first priority!" she screeched.
"Cease your babbling! I will get clean. Just not in these disgusting things you call showers here." insulted a smirking Vegeta.
"Fine, go around smelling like hell all day! See if I care!" yelled Bulma. "As long as you smell like a cow's ass you can forget all your precious meals." said Bulma smiling evilly as she earned a pathetic look from Vegeta. "Well if you don't want to get clean then you can at least give your son a bath can't you? You can give him one while I run a few errands tomorrow afternoon."
"Sorry to disappoint you Ms.Brief but I'm all booked up for tomorrow. I'm uh. sparring with Kakarot."he lied. Vegeta really had nothing to do all day tomorrow. He was planning on taking a break from training for a while. "Oh, and as for getting clean..I'll just fly to some lake and do my business there" he stated with a shrug, as if that were normal.
"OK, sure Vegeta, whatever!" Bulma said with an exasperated sigh. She was quite used to his crazy plans. "Well when you go over to Goku's tomorrow will you please bring Trunks with you? I'm sure ChiChi won't mind taking care of my little Trunks for a while you two spar.
"I suppose I can bring him along." said Vegeta, a glum look on his face. *Great. Now I'll really have to ask Kakarot to spar. I'm sure he won't object though. And I'll have to put up with that screeching bitch of his! * Vegeta was afraid if he didn't go to Kakarot's Bulma might call to check on Trunks and discover Vegeta was never sparring with Goku in the first place! He wouldn't let Bulma catch him lying. No way!
After all he and Goku hadn't sparred since the purple-haired boy from the future came to warn them about the androids. In fact, they never had! Before the boy came whenever they fought it would be true fighting because they were true enemies. Not really anymore. During this time no one had any extra time on his or her hands. Well.except that one night when Vegeta first made love to Bulma.but that's a story for another time!
*What a day this will be.*
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whew! Finally I'm done! So how did u like the 1st chappie? Did I drag stuff on 2 long? If I get a good number of positive reviews, the 2nd chap. will come out soon! Tell me what u think in a review, please! ^-^