(Welcome In French)
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z or any of its characters and I never will, so why bother on every chapter, I mean who ever owns Dragonball Z is probally drowning in gold right now so how's he gonna stumble on my precise story read only the disclaimer see I don't have one and sue me? How they gonna do that, I mean like……
*Keeps on babbling some more*
* 15 million dollar lawyer comes up behind him and shows him the lawsuit*
"Crap"…
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This story is based on Vegeta's eventful life following his exile from his home planet Vegeta-Sei after his murderous rampage on royal blood. He was sent away to the peaceful planet of Earth to cure his homicidal bloodlust. (Really only wanted to kill the annoying technologically advanced parasites, who were plotting to rebel against the Vegeta-Sei brutal monarchy of the planets, from such an "accident" from the vicious prince Vegeta that's bound to happen) There he was forced to live under the king' house. Realizing that his daughter is his one and only soulmate, he desperately tries to control his anger, as much as a Saiyan-Jin can do, around her. But to add to his anger he has to compete for her heart when she is under the influence of a nearby charmer. A Baron to be in fact, who's eyes gaze past her to her sickly father's crown. Can Vegeta save the planet from a dictator but still keep Bulma from killing herself in her petty lovesick anguish??
For all who came to my story to get sexual manipulations aren't going to find much here. It's only rated R for the constant swearing, violence, and some TENDER moments with Bulma and Vegeta. (Emphasize on Tender, cause it's only an array kissing methods, roaming hands, and *cough* suggestive things *cough*). I mean like who goes to these fan fiction stories just to get horny?? On the side note I definitely know that a some people won't like my story, but come on, how hard is it to write with a immature 14 pubescent just can't year old mind!?! -Maybe I should get older before I post my somewhat childish story up... But what should I do till then, hmmm, let's see now. Nope, I possibly think of anything. So why stop and do what ordinary guys like me do? Wouldn't I just be bored to shit if I did that? I guess I'll just have keep on writing *Devilish Smirk* Seriously though, what can I do with my gift of words, play football??
Even *sniff* if all my reviews are flames or as some wish to call it "constructive criticism" I will finish my epic on Vegita and Bulma!! I will just have ignore all that ire inferno and continue to write however many people hate my story I won't end my story until it's finished. You won't make me get out, and to all youz who made any of those talented writers can just kiss my butt.
Hope you guys all enjoy. I'll try to post a chapter every two days, but if my every from time to time filled inspiration lake goes dry (Like it does with my Creativity Level) then you'll all have to wait till I can write again. But that's okay, my life is pretty boring right now and I have nothing but the Computer and my petty little imagination that will keep me company.
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'Mental Message'