Chapter 1!
Author's notes: the little ' 's mean thinking and the " 's mean talking. I hope you like it, this is my first
fanfic so go easy with the flames and crap! ^_^
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Db/z/gt or any of the characters.Never have, never will, unless they give me Db/z/gt, * Auwww, to dream*
It was a 1 year after their lavender haired friend visited and Bulma had asked Vageta if he'd like to stay at Cap.Corp. After much reasoning she convinced him at the mention of the Gravity training dome.
Bulma sat up and stretched thinking about they day of fixing robots just to fix'em again and again. 'Well think of it this way' she thought to herself 'I wont get bored, and I did ask him to stay.' She got up and walked over to the bathroom attatched to her room. She steped into the shower wondering if Yamcha would call. 'He hasn't called in so long, I wonder why he hasn't asked me out?' Bulma turned off the water and steped out. She grabbed a towel and wraped it around her herself . She quikly walked to the closet to decide what to wear. "Hmmm, mabie, Nahhh! Ummm, Yah!" She said to herself. Bulma grabed a yellow spaghetti strap shirt that came just above the navel,then a pair of blue jean shorts. She decided to leave her shoulder length hair down. Just as she finished brushing out her hair and had opened her door she saw Vageta grumbling something to himself and walking down the hallway to the training dome. She found herself gazing at his body, from his native boots to his muscular arms even his flaming black hair.'What AM I doing?' She thought. I can't beleive I was looking at him like that' She walked down the hall into the kitchen and began to work on Vageta's breakfast. It was a habbit by now so she just went about it no questions asked.
Bulma put the plates of food down infront of him and he started scoffing just as the sound of the plates hit the table.She smiled knowing he enjoyed her cooking even though he'd never admit to it. She stood up with a beagal w/cream cheese and walked back to her lab to continue fixing robot that would be broken down in a matter of minuets.
********ONE HOUR LATER***********
Bluma was deep in thought when she heard a slight bang. Being in her lab whatever happened outside would be muffled by the walls so she thought she'd investigate. Just as she was about to open the door it swung open. " woman, it broke again, go fix it!" Vageta demanded. "Why don't you ask nicely, and I'll think about it!" Bulma yelled, " What if I haven't got time?"" I don't care if you don't have TIME, fix it!" by now Bulma was just about to slap him when the phone rang. " If you'll excuse me!" She yalled. Bulma walked over to the phone and picked up. " Moshi Moshi, " " Hey Brittanny!" " I'm sorry, but I'm not Brittanny,must be a wrong numbe,,,, Wait a minuet, Yamcha?" "Yah, then if you'r not Brittanny you must be Sharron." " NO I'm not Sharron either, nor am I you'r girlfriend any more Yamcha!" " Oh now I know who ou are, you'r Bulma.Wait, not my girlfriend, but why not?"Yamcha asked inocently. Bulma slammed the phone down her face red and flushed with anger. She turned around to deal with Vageta but he wasn't there. She began to think.'Well, he can't be that bad, if he knows not to bother me in a bad mood.'
She sat down half smiling half having thoughts of strangling a robot.
Well, what do ya think, should I continue the fic, Tell me, I don't mind mild Flames!R&R!!!!!!
And I promise, I'll make the next chapter longer!
Author's notes: the little ' 's mean thinking and the " 's mean talking. I hope you like it, this is my first
fanfic so go easy with the flames and crap! ^_^
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Db/z/gt or any of the characters.Never have, never will, unless they give me Db/z/gt, * Auwww, to dream*
It was a 1 year after their lavender haired friend visited and Bulma had asked Vageta if he'd like to stay at Cap.Corp. After much reasoning she convinced him at the mention of the Gravity training dome.
Bulma sat up and stretched thinking about they day of fixing robots just to fix'em again and again. 'Well think of it this way' she thought to herself 'I wont get bored, and I did ask him to stay.' She got up and walked over to the bathroom attatched to her room. She steped into the shower wondering if Yamcha would call. 'He hasn't called in so long, I wonder why he hasn't asked me out?' Bulma turned off the water and steped out. She grabbed a towel and wraped it around her herself . She quikly walked to the closet to decide what to wear. "Hmmm, mabie, Nahhh! Ummm, Yah!" She said to herself. Bulma grabed a yellow spaghetti strap shirt that came just above the navel,then a pair of blue jean shorts. She decided to leave her shoulder length hair down. Just as she finished brushing out her hair and had opened her door she saw Vageta grumbling something to himself and walking down the hallway to the training dome. She found herself gazing at his body, from his native boots to his muscular arms even his flaming black hair.'What AM I doing?' She thought. I can't beleive I was looking at him like that' She walked down the hall into the kitchen and began to work on Vageta's breakfast. It was a habbit by now so she just went about it no questions asked.
Bulma put the plates of food down infront of him and he started scoffing just as the sound of the plates hit the table.She smiled knowing he enjoyed her cooking even though he'd never admit to it. She stood up with a beagal w/cream cheese and walked back to her lab to continue fixing robot that would be broken down in a matter of minuets.
********ONE HOUR LATER***********
Bluma was deep in thought when she heard a slight bang. Being in her lab whatever happened outside would be muffled by the walls so she thought she'd investigate. Just as she was about to open the door it swung open. " woman, it broke again, go fix it!" Vageta demanded. "Why don't you ask nicely, and I'll think about it!" Bulma yelled, " What if I haven't got time?"" I don't care if you don't have TIME, fix it!" by now Bulma was just about to slap him when the phone rang. " If you'll excuse me!" She yalled. Bulma walked over to the phone and picked up. " Moshi Moshi, " " Hey Brittanny!" " I'm sorry, but I'm not Brittanny,must be a wrong numbe,,,, Wait a minuet, Yamcha?" "Yah, then if you'r not Brittanny you must be Sharron." " NO I'm not Sharron either, nor am I you'r girlfriend any more Yamcha!" " Oh now I know who ou are, you'r Bulma.Wait, not my girlfriend, but why not?"Yamcha asked inocently. Bulma slammed the phone down her face red and flushed with anger. She turned around to deal with Vageta but he wasn't there. She began to think.'Well, he can't be that bad, if he knows not to bother me in a bad mood.'
She sat down half smiling half having thoughts of strangling a robot.
Well, what do ya think, should I continue the fic, Tell me, I don't mind mild Flames!R&R!!!!!!
And I promise, I'll make the next chapter longer!
