Their Love Is Like A Ocean
Chapter One - Done And Over With
"I don't know why everytime I wanna fly sombody always tries to hold me down, hold me downnnn, yea. I'm loseing my faith every single time I try, no one is on my side, let me drown, let me drownnnn." sung out a man.
Vegeta blinked at a small box that played out music. He looked up and saw the blue haired woman talking to a Namek. She let out a little laugh then waved bye to the Namek as she walked down a path away. She looked toward him and her face showed a little suprised look for a moment. She smiled slightly and looked at Vegeta right in the eye. Vegeta narrowed his eyes as she walked up to him.
"Hey Vegeta, how's everything going so far?" she spoke with joy in her voice.
"I will not stay in here with these Nameks, I demand my own room woman!" he hissed as he crossed his arms.
"Ok ok." Bulma waved her hands at him in peace. "This way then." She waved for him to follow.
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*The Present*
Bulma let out a sigh and thought back to that time before. Vegeta had been living back at Capsule Corp for about a month now. He just locked himself up in that capsule all day. He was different too now. Before when he stayed here he was barely seen, he would just hide out around the complex and wait for Goku to return. Now he just demanded things left and right.
She leaned back in her chair and turned up the radio next to her. "Today the sun shall shine all day with tempatures in the high 70's. Later this week showers are expected." Spoke out a man. Clouds floated by in the sky with a lazy like speed. She didn't feel like listening to the new so she turned the nob till a song came on.
There wasn't much for her to do really. All the guys were getting ready for the on coming battle in three years. She glanced down and saw Yamcha working out in the front lawn. Ever since he came back things havn't been right between them. She was seeing how things were going no where fast. Yamcha never cheated on her but he did sure look around, alot! She was getting tried of that, she wanted someone with eyes just for her. Bulma sighed and stood up and walked out of her bedroom.
Down on the lawn below Yamcha punched into the air. He started to slow down a bit as he looked at the Caspule in front of him. Yamcha didn't like the thought of another man living with Bulma. He never got why Bulma bothered to take him in. If it was him he'd tell him to take a hike.
"Come on Yamcha I know you can go faster than that." cried out Puar.
Yamcha's punches grew slower and slower. "That Vegeta, he thinks he's so tough in that little capsule of his training at three hunderd times gravity. Well, I'll show him he's not as have as tough as he pretends to be. I'll show him that I can be just as tough as he is." Thought Yamcha to himself.
Yamcha stopped and let his arms fall to his sides as he looked out head of himself. Puar blinked and looked ahead as well. "Let's take five Puar, I wanna see what Vegeta's up to in there." With that said the two walked over and glanced in thought the red glowing window.
"I guess this is what they mean by taking it to the limit, right Yamcha?" spoke out Puar.
"Shhh!" cut in Yamcha. "Quite Puar and keep your head down!" whisapeared Yamcha.
Inside a bright red glow was covering the whole room. "Inisuate gravity simualtion, three hunderd times planets normal gravity." Spoke out a female computer's voice.
Yamcha and Puar looked on as Vegeta struggled to stand in such gravity. Sweat covered his body heavily as he fought to just stand for the momment. He let out a low grunt as his right knee gave out for a momment. Training bots beeped as they slowly closed in around him. Vegeta carefully watched them as they took postion. His eyes carfully watching any slight difference in movement.
Yamcha watched on with Puar as Vegeta shot off a ki blast at one of the bots. He flew around trying to dodge it the best he could. In the end he was hit with it which tossed back the two in shock as a bright red flash was given off. Vegeta growled to himself as his anger rose, he gathered up his energy and let it out with a yell as the bots around him cried out "error, error." and were soon crushed. All Yamcha and Puar could do is look on in shock.
Vegeta fell to the floor as he panted, the bots fell to the floor as well. Vegeta glanced at them as he growled at himself. He stood up carfully and walked over to the main concle and pressed the button that returned the gravity to normal. The giant machine powered down and the red light that filled the room soon switched off and sun light shone in to the room. He picked up one of the bots and walked to the door.
It slowly opened and he was blinded for a moment by the bright sun. His eye's just narrowed as he adjusted to the bright summer sun light. He stared upward for a moment or two as some clouds softly passed by. He glanced down and saw Yamcha blinking at him along with Puar. He let out a huff and walked down the platform on to the grass.
"Shouldn't you be doing something more useful instead of watching me?" he snapped.
Yamcha blinked to and frowned at Vegeta. Vegeta just scoffed at him and walked towards the main building. He sneakers swished quietly through the well kept grass. He came to one of the side doors that slid open as he pressed a button on the side. A rush of cool air blew over his skin as he entered.
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Bulma stretched her hands upward as she walked slowly down the hall. A cool tall glass of beer called out her name. And some steaks for dinner needed to be pulled out for later. A slight smirk play on her lips as she thought of the new sauce she got for them. She blinked as she saw Vegeta come around a bend a little ahead of her.
She gave him a smile as he frowned deeply with a training bot in his right hand. Bulma chuckled slightly as she stopped in front of him. "Blew them up agian, huh?" she commented.
Vegeta looked up at Bulma who gave him a thoughful look. His eyes narrowed slightly as he looked her over slightly. His frown deepen slightly as he looked at her hair. Vegeta gave her a huff and walked on but paused at the side of her. He turned his head and looked her right in the eye. "You looked better with straight hair."
With that said he turned back and walked on to her father's lab. Bulma turned around and watched him walk off, blinking at the comment he just made. She frowned slightly and grabbed some of her bangs and pulled them down. "Maybe he's right." she muttered. She glanced back down the hall and saw he was long gone. "Was that a complament?"
Bulma shrugged it off and walked on till she came to a open doorway. She entered and walked right to the fridge. She reached in and grabbed a tall beer. She raised it up to her face and rubbed the cold glass on her cheek. A smile came over her as she closed the door. "This is what I need." she smiled as she twisted the top.
She took a quick sip as she turned to one of the many cabinets on the wall. She pulled one door open as she gazed over the many objects. She took one more sip as she found what she was looking for. She pulled out a medium sized jar and set it down on the counter. "I hope Vegeta likes this new sauce." she spoke outloud to herself.
"What do you mean Vegeta?" spoke out a voice behind her.
Bulma turned around and saw Yamcha standing in the doorway. A frown covered his face which only made Bulma sigh. "What I mean is he didn't like the steaks last time. I was just hoping he likes this new sauce I picked up is all. What's it to you?" Bulma snapped.
"I don't like him living here is my problem. I mean look at him Bulma!" Yamcha snapped.
Bulma's head started to hurt slightly. "Yamcha, don't start." she hissed slightly.
"Bulma you need to stop being so blind. He's a cold blood killer, why you even do anything for him is beyond me!" he snapped at her.
Bulma grinded her teeth slightly. She had enough of his crap already. He went on like this for the whole past month. It was like he was thinking she was sleeping with him or something. For god sakes she never even gave Vegeta a second look, he was always too busy training to. "Yamcha, I'm getting really sick of this. I'm sick of fighting with you."
Yamcha walked forward a bit and looked very crossed at Bulma. "Listen, Bulma what you need to do is..."
"Listen!?" she snapped. "You listen here bucko!! You don't even LISTEN to ME half of the time!! Yamcha I'm so sick of your crap. You can't even keep your god damn eyes on me!! Just get out!" she yelled.
Vegeta blinked as her heard clear as day Bulma yell out. He stood still outside in the hall as the two fought. "What are you saying?" Yamcha cried out.
"I'm saying were done, ok?!" Bulma let out a long sigh before taking a swig of her beer. "I'm just tired with all of this. We don't even do anything anymore. I rather be alone than in this limbo of hell you keep me in."
Yamcha's face grew soft as he head lowered. "oh" was all he said softly. "Fine if that's how you feel I'll go train someplace else then." With that said Yamcha turned and walked out, not even seeing Vegeta who was watching him walk away.
Bulma sat down in one of the chairs and looked down at the tile floor. She waited for a while to say that. She was slightly happy she finally broke it off with him. She just didn't want to be alone so she held on as long as she could but enough was enough. They were going no where and it was just a slow knot twisting in her heart. She leaned back slightly as she felt better now.
A soft sound of boots came in as Vegeta finally entered the kitchen. He said nothing as he went to the fridge. He pulled out a large water bottle and popped the top. He leaned up agians't the counter as he took a long swig.
"So you heard it all?" Bulma finally spoke up as she looked back at Vegeta.
Vegeta pulled the bottle from his lips and just looked at Bulma. Bulma sighed and looked back at the table and at her beer bottle. "Yea you did. Well I guess it was bound to happen. God I feel so much better now." she sighed as she leaned her head back.
Vegeta took another sip and walked towards the doorway. Bulma looked at his back as he crossed the floor. "Vegeta?" Bulma spoke up.
Vegeta stopped in the door way and glanced back slightly, showing her he was listening. "Do you really think I look better with straight hair?" she questioned him.
A slight smirk played at his mouth and wasn't shown. He just grunted and turned back as he walked out to the hall and turned left. "I guess I take that as a yes." Bulma smiled softly.
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Vegeta padded down the hall and long and sly smirk came across his face. "You finally broke it off with that wimp Bulma?" He thought to himself. He took a sip of his water as he exited the door to the outside side lawn. A slight chuckle came from him. "God these Earthlings are strange." he thought.
Vegeta normal face of stone came back. He set down his bottle on a table and walked on to the grass. He fell down on to his hands as he started his push up's. The warm sun felt good on his skin as he pushed himself higher into the air and started a set of one armed push up's. A little fresh air and sun was doing him good. Even he himself felt it was time for a slight break from the gravity.
Known only to him he didn't want to lose his natural tan. Even thought his skin was a slightly deeper tone of skin he didn't want to turn into a white ghost living in that capsule all day. Even if it was just for a hour or two it slowly added back some color that was already starting to fade from him. Yes he had to be and look his best for when the battle comes. He was going to be ready in every way. Body, power, mind, and spirt, would all be at their max. And then Kakkarott would finally fall at his hands.
A smirk rolled over his face at the mere thought of beating his foe into nothing. Bloody, broken, begging for death at his feet. He couldn't wait for such a day to come. He pushed himself to go faster as such thoughts came and left through his mind. Then flashed a image of Bulma when he was walking down the hall. Soon as she saw him she smiled softly.
He paused for a moment in midair. He blinked as he pondered why he would think of such a thing. He shrugged it off and went back to work. A slight frown grew more on his face. He noticed he was thinking about Bulma a little too often now. He had to admit to himself that she was a beautiful woman. It was a shame she currled her wondeful straight hair.
He sighed slightly as he came upon his three hunderth push up already. As tempting as she was starting to become he had to make sure he kept on track for the time being. He had to be ready, he had to asend to a super Saiyan. He had so much to do, but maybe, just maybe after it was all done then he could make her his own. "No" cried out his mind.
In doing such he would have a weakness and such things couldn't exist in him. Vegeta cleared his mind of any more thoughts and went back to counting his push up's. The sun was the only warmth he had. His thoughts cooled as he pushed on. But somwhere deep in him the infection was already starting to grow. Digging it's way deep into the core of him now. Vegeta pushed on as he was totally unaware of the changes happening within.
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Yamcha kicked the ground as he walked away from Capsule Corp. "Fine see if I care what happens to her." he muttered to himself.
"Oh Yamcha it'll be ok." Puar cried out to her long time friend.
"Yea...." He sighed. "I guess I haven't been there for her huh?" Puar nodded slightly. "Well I guess I can't stay mad at her. Let's go find a new place to train Puar. Maybe that gym downtown?"
"Yea." smiled Puar as Yamcha cheered up slightly.
Yamcha walked down the sidewalk feeling a bit better about the break up. Deep down he knew he was feeling the same way. He could only guess that it was just not meant to be, even though they both wanted the same thing.
Not to be alone.
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Bulma placed the steaks in plastic containers as she got them ready to soak in the sauce. A smile played at her face as she thought of Vegeta. "I really hope he likes this." She spoke outloud as she popped open the jar.
She poured some in on each steak. After useing a brush, she coated each of them. Satisfied with the job she washed her hands then dried them. She placed the top on each of the containers then placed them one by one in the fridge to soak up everything for the next few hours.
She shut the fridge door for the last time and looked over at the clock. It read 2:35. Bulma frowned slightly as she exited the kitchen. "I wonder what Vegeta's doing?" she asked her self outloud.
She walked by a window and saw Vegeta down in the grass pushing himself up into the air by one arm. She watched him for a minute or so. Then a idea popped into her head. "Well we are running out of food now. I think I shall." she smiled.
Vegeta grunted as his muscles in his left arm started to burn. He pushed himself harshly and switched to his right. He heard the whoosh of the side door opening and wondered for a moment who it could be. Then a soft patter of shoes in the grass came at him. He glanced forward and saw Bulma walking towards him.
"Hey you." she smiled at him.
Vegeta growled and pushed himselm only harder upward. "What do you want?" he hissed at her.
Bulma shifted her hips as she placed her hands on them. "Well since were starting to run out of food already I thought you like to come with me to get some more food. I'm not too sure on what you would enjoy."
A frown deeped on his face. "Anything that's not posion should do." he hufffed.
Bulma sighed slightly. "Just come with me please." she begged him.
Vegeta grunted and pushed up harshly. He flipped forward back to on his feet. His back was at first in front of her, he harshly spun around and glared at her. "Woman are you deaf? I do not wish to go anywhere with you even if it for food." he barked.
Bulma frowned. "Fine but if you bitch about the cooking agian you can cook for yourself next time!" She huffed loudly and spun around so her right side was facing him. She folded her arms over her chest and raised her nose up ito the air slightly.
Vegeta blinked for a moment at her. Her actions seemed oddly fimilar to him. He shook his head and frowned. "Fine wench!" he hissed coldly at her. "But I get what ever I want, no question's asked."
Bulma smiled and turned to him agian. "Of course." she gave him a quick wink before walking away. Vegeta watched her walk away with her hips in full swing. For some reason his mouth started to water slightly. He growled at himself and followed in her foot steps.
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To Be Contintued...
Chapter One - Done And Over With
"I don't know why everytime I wanna fly sombody always tries to hold me down, hold me downnnn, yea. I'm loseing my faith every single time I try, no one is on my side, let me drown, let me drownnnn." sung out a man.
Vegeta blinked at a small box that played out music. He looked up and saw the blue haired woman talking to a Namek. She let out a little laugh then waved bye to the Namek as she walked down a path away. She looked toward him and her face showed a little suprised look for a moment. She smiled slightly and looked at Vegeta right in the eye. Vegeta narrowed his eyes as she walked up to him.
"Hey Vegeta, how's everything going so far?" she spoke with joy in her voice.
"I will not stay in here with these Nameks, I demand my own room woman!" he hissed as he crossed his arms.
"Ok ok." Bulma waved her hands at him in peace. "This way then." She waved for him to follow.
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*The Present*
Bulma let out a sigh and thought back to that time before. Vegeta had been living back at Capsule Corp for about a month now. He just locked himself up in that capsule all day. He was different too now. Before when he stayed here he was barely seen, he would just hide out around the complex and wait for Goku to return. Now he just demanded things left and right.
She leaned back in her chair and turned up the radio next to her. "Today the sun shall shine all day with tempatures in the high 70's. Later this week showers are expected." Spoke out a man. Clouds floated by in the sky with a lazy like speed. She didn't feel like listening to the new so she turned the nob till a song came on.
There wasn't much for her to do really. All the guys were getting ready for the on coming battle in three years. She glanced down and saw Yamcha working out in the front lawn. Ever since he came back things havn't been right between them. She was seeing how things were going no where fast. Yamcha never cheated on her but he did sure look around, alot! She was getting tried of that, she wanted someone with eyes just for her. Bulma sighed and stood up and walked out of her bedroom.
Down on the lawn below Yamcha punched into the air. He started to slow down a bit as he looked at the Caspule in front of him. Yamcha didn't like the thought of another man living with Bulma. He never got why Bulma bothered to take him in. If it was him he'd tell him to take a hike.
"Come on Yamcha I know you can go faster than that." cried out Puar.
Yamcha's punches grew slower and slower. "That Vegeta, he thinks he's so tough in that little capsule of his training at three hunderd times gravity. Well, I'll show him he's not as have as tough as he pretends to be. I'll show him that I can be just as tough as he is." Thought Yamcha to himself.
Yamcha stopped and let his arms fall to his sides as he looked out head of himself. Puar blinked and looked ahead as well. "Let's take five Puar, I wanna see what Vegeta's up to in there." With that said the two walked over and glanced in thought the red glowing window.
"I guess this is what they mean by taking it to the limit, right Yamcha?" spoke out Puar.
"Shhh!" cut in Yamcha. "Quite Puar and keep your head down!" whisapeared Yamcha.
Inside a bright red glow was covering the whole room. "Inisuate gravity simualtion, three hunderd times planets normal gravity." Spoke out a female computer's voice.
Yamcha and Puar looked on as Vegeta struggled to stand in such gravity. Sweat covered his body heavily as he fought to just stand for the momment. He let out a low grunt as his right knee gave out for a momment. Training bots beeped as they slowly closed in around him. Vegeta carefully watched them as they took postion. His eyes carfully watching any slight difference in movement.
Yamcha watched on with Puar as Vegeta shot off a ki blast at one of the bots. He flew around trying to dodge it the best he could. In the end he was hit with it which tossed back the two in shock as a bright red flash was given off. Vegeta growled to himself as his anger rose, he gathered up his energy and let it out with a yell as the bots around him cried out "error, error." and were soon crushed. All Yamcha and Puar could do is look on in shock.
Vegeta fell to the floor as he panted, the bots fell to the floor as well. Vegeta glanced at them as he growled at himself. He stood up carfully and walked over to the main concle and pressed the button that returned the gravity to normal. The giant machine powered down and the red light that filled the room soon switched off and sun light shone in to the room. He picked up one of the bots and walked to the door.
It slowly opened and he was blinded for a moment by the bright sun. His eye's just narrowed as he adjusted to the bright summer sun light. He stared upward for a moment or two as some clouds softly passed by. He glanced down and saw Yamcha blinking at him along with Puar. He let out a huff and walked down the platform on to the grass.
"Shouldn't you be doing something more useful instead of watching me?" he snapped.
Yamcha blinked to and frowned at Vegeta. Vegeta just scoffed at him and walked towards the main building. He sneakers swished quietly through the well kept grass. He came to one of the side doors that slid open as he pressed a button on the side. A rush of cool air blew over his skin as he entered.
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Bulma stretched her hands upward as she walked slowly down the hall. A cool tall glass of beer called out her name. And some steaks for dinner needed to be pulled out for later. A slight smirk play on her lips as she thought of the new sauce she got for them. She blinked as she saw Vegeta come around a bend a little ahead of her.
She gave him a smile as he frowned deeply with a training bot in his right hand. Bulma chuckled slightly as she stopped in front of him. "Blew them up agian, huh?" she commented.
Vegeta looked up at Bulma who gave him a thoughful look. His eyes narrowed slightly as he looked her over slightly. His frown deepen slightly as he looked at her hair. Vegeta gave her a huff and walked on but paused at the side of her. He turned his head and looked her right in the eye. "You looked better with straight hair."
With that said he turned back and walked on to her father's lab. Bulma turned around and watched him walk off, blinking at the comment he just made. She frowned slightly and grabbed some of her bangs and pulled them down. "Maybe he's right." she muttered. She glanced back down the hall and saw he was long gone. "Was that a complament?"
Bulma shrugged it off and walked on till she came to a open doorway. She entered and walked right to the fridge. She reached in and grabbed a tall beer. She raised it up to her face and rubbed the cold glass on her cheek. A smile came over her as she closed the door. "This is what I need." she smiled as she twisted the top.
She took a quick sip as she turned to one of the many cabinets on the wall. She pulled one door open as she gazed over the many objects. She took one more sip as she found what she was looking for. She pulled out a medium sized jar and set it down on the counter. "I hope Vegeta likes this new sauce." she spoke outloud to herself.
"What do you mean Vegeta?" spoke out a voice behind her.
Bulma turned around and saw Yamcha standing in the doorway. A frown covered his face which only made Bulma sigh. "What I mean is he didn't like the steaks last time. I was just hoping he likes this new sauce I picked up is all. What's it to you?" Bulma snapped.
"I don't like him living here is my problem. I mean look at him Bulma!" Yamcha snapped.
Bulma's head started to hurt slightly. "Yamcha, don't start." she hissed slightly.
"Bulma you need to stop being so blind. He's a cold blood killer, why you even do anything for him is beyond me!" he snapped at her.
Bulma grinded her teeth slightly. She had enough of his crap already. He went on like this for the whole past month. It was like he was thinking she was sleeping with him or something. For god sakes she never even gave Vegeta a second look, he was always too busy training to. "Yamcha, I'm getting really sick of this. I'm sick of fighting with you."
Yamcha walked forward a bit and looked very crossed at Bulma. "Listen, Bulma what you need to do is..."
"Listen!?" she snapped. "You listen here bucko!! You don't even LISTEN to ME half of the time!! Yamcha I'm so sick of your crap. You can't even keep your god damn eyes on me!! Just get out!" she yelled.
Vegeta blinked as her heard clear as day Bulma yell out. He stood still outside in the hall as the two fought. "What are you saying?" Yamcha cried out.
"I'm saying were done, ok?!" Bulma let out a long sigh before taking a swig of her beer. "I'm just tired with all of this. We don't even do anything anymore. I rather be alone than in this limbo of hell you keep me in."
Yamcha's face grew soft as he head lowered. "oh" was all he said softly. "Fine if that's how you feel I'll go train someplace else then." With that said Yamcha turned and walked out, not even seeing Vegeta who was watching him walk away.
Bulma sat down in one of the chairs and looked down at the tile floor. She waited for a while to say that. She was slightly happy she finally broke it off with him. She just didn't want to be alone so she held on as long as she could but enough was enough. They were going no where and it was just a slow knot twisting in her heart. She leaned back slightly as she felt better now.
A soft sound of boots came in as Vegeta finally entered the kitchen. He said nothing as he went to the fridge. He pulled out a large water bottle and popped the top. He leaned up agians't the counter as he took a long swig.
"So you heard it all?" Bulma finally spoke up as she looked back at Vegeta.
Vegeta pulled the bottle from his lips and just looked at Bulma. Bulma sighed and looked back at the table and at her beer bottle. "Yea you did. Well I guess it was bound to happen. God I feel so much better now." she sighed as she leaned her head back.
Vegeta took another sip and walked towards the doorway. Bulma looked at his back as he crossed the floor. "Vegeta?" Bulma spoke up.
Vegeta stopped in the door way and glanced back slightly, showing her he was listening. "Do you really think I look better with straight hair?" she questioned him.
A slight smirk played at his mouth and wasn't shown. He just grunted and turned back as he walked out to the hall and turned left. "I guess I take that as a yes." Bulma smiled softly.
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Vegeta padded down the hall and long and sly smirk came across his face. "You finally broke it off with that wimp Bulma?" He thought to himself. He took a sip of his water as he exited the door to the outside side lawn. A slight chuckle came from him. "God these Earthlings are strange." he thought.
Vegeta normal face of stone came back. He set down his bottle on a table and walked on to the grass. He fell down on to his hands as he started his push up's. The warm sun felt good on his skin as he pushed himself higher into the air and started a set of one armed push up's. A little fresh air and sun was doing him good. Even he himself felt it was time for a slight break from the gravity.
Known only to him he didn't want to lose his natural tan. Even thought his skin was a slightly deeper tone of skin he didn't want to turn into a white ghost living in that capsule all day. Even if it was just for a hour or two it slowly added back some color that was already starting to fade from him. Yes he had to be and look his best for when the battle comes. He was going to be ready in every way. Body, power, mind, and spirt, would all be at their max. And then Kakkarott would finally fall at his hands.
A smirk rolled over his face at the mere thought of beating his foe into nothing. Bloody, broken, begging for death at his feet. He couldn't wait for such a day to come. He pushed himself to go faster as such thoughts came and left through his mind. Then flashed a image of Bulma when he was walking down the hall. Soon as she saw him she smiled softly.
He paused for a moment in midair. He blinked as he pondered why he would think of such a thing. He shrugged it off and went back to work. A slight frown grew more on his face. He noticed he was thinking about Bulma a little too often now. He had to admit to himself that she was a beautiful woman. It was a shame she currled her wondeful straight hair.
He sighed slightly as he came upon his three hunderth push up already. As tempting as she was starting to become he had to make sure he kept on track for the time being. He had to be ready, he had to asend to a super Saiyan. He had so much to do, but maybe, just maybe after it was all done then he could make her his own. "No" cried out his mind.
In doing such he would have a weakness and such things couldn't exist in him. Vegeta cleared his mind of any more thoughts and went back to counting his push up's. The sun was the only warmth he had. His thoughts cooled as he pushed on. But somwhere deep in him the infection was already starting to grow. Digging it's way deep into the core of him now. Vegeta pushed on as he was totally unaware of the changes happening within.
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Yamcha kicked the ground as he walked away from Capsule Corp. "Fine see if I care what happens to her." he muttered to himself.
"Oh Yamcha it'll be ok." Puar cried out to her long time friend.
"Yea...." He sighed. "I guess I haven't been there for her huh?" Puar nodded slightly. "Well I guess I can't stay mad at her. Let's go find a new place to train Puar. Maybe that gym downtown?"
"Yea." smiled Puar as Yamcha cheered up slightly.
Yamcha walked down the sidewalk feeling a bit better about the break up. Deep down he knew he was feeling the same way. He could only guess that it was just not meant to be, even though they both wanted the same thing.
Not to be alone.
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Bulma placed the steaks in plastic containers as she got them ready to soak in the sauce. A smile played at her face as she thought of Vegeta. "I really hope he likes this." She spoke outloud as she popped open the jar.
She poured some in on each steak. After useing a brush, she coated each of them. Satisfied with the job she washed her hands then dried them. She placed the top on each of the containers then placed them one by one in the fridge to soak up everything for the next few hours.
She shut the fridge door for the last time and looked over at the clock. It read 2:35. Bulma frowned slightly as she exited the kitchen. "I wonder what Vegeta's doing?" she asked her self outloud.
She walked by a window and saw Vegeta down in the grass pushing himself up into the air by one arm. She watched him for a minute or so. Then a idea popped into her head. "Well we are running out of food now. I think I shall." she smiled.
Vegeta grunted as his muscles in his left arm started to burn. He pushed himself harshly and switched to his right. He heard the whoosh of the side door opening and wondered for a moment who it could be. Then a soft patter of shoes in the grass came at him. He glanced forward and saw Bulma walking towards him.
"Hey you." she smiled at him.
Vegeta growled and pushed himselm only harder upward. "What do you want?" he hissed at her.
Bulma shifted her hips as she placed her hands on them. "Well since were starting to run out of food already I thought you like to come with me to get some more food. I'm not too sure on what you would enjoy."
A frown deeped on his face. "Anything that's not posion should do." he hufffed.
Bulma sighed slightly. "Just come with me please." she begged him.
Vegeta grunted and pushed up harshly. He flipped forward back to on his feet. His back was at first in front of her, he harshly spun around and glared at her. "Woman are you deaf? I do not wish to go anywhere with you even if it for food." he barked.
Bulma frowned. "Fine but if you bitch about the cooking agian you can cook for yourself next time!" She huffed loudly and spun around so her right side was facing him. She folded her arms over her chest and raised her nose up ito the air slightly.
Vegeta blinked for a moment at her. Her actions seemed oddly fimilar to him. He shook his head and frowned. "Fine wench!" he hissed coldly at her. "But I get what ever I want, no question's asked."
Bulma smiled and turned to him agian. "Of course." she gave him a quick wink before walking away. Vegeta watched her walk away with her hips in full swing. For some reason his mouth started to water slightly. He growled at himself and followed in her foot steps.
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To Be Contintued...