Hello! It's me LoveOfASaiyin! Well I had an urge write a fanfic about Bulma and Vegeta...sooo here it is but it's not done. If you want me to continue with this story...review!!! Alright so yeah....
Chapter 1 Prologue
Gasping for air, he tried one more time, he tried one more time to turn super saiyin but no matter how hard he tried he couldn't do it. Vegeta clenched his hands in a tight fist and hit them against the wall of the Capsule. He grabbed his towel and stormed out of the training room.
Why can't I do it? Why can't I turn super saiyin?
Vegeta shook his head frustrated at the thought that he couldn't turn super saiyin but why bother? He has nothing to protect. He has no home and his culture was lost forever but he did have the pride and honor of the lost race to uphold. Vegeta fell to his knees pounding his fists against the ground. Vegeta dug his fingers in the ground and clenched the grass in his hands.
Why has Kami forsaken me?
Without knowing it, Bulma was watching him through the window. For about 2 weeks Vegeta had been staying with Bulma. Bulma hated the fact that Goku volunteered her to take care of the stubborn self centered Prince.
"What is he doing?" Bulma asked self as she stared outside the window.
Vegeta gets up and walks to the door but hesitates then turns the other way and takes off running. Vegeta didn't know where he was going but he had to go. Running with all his strength, his feet lifted off the ground and at light speed he was gone.
Out breath, he halts and asks him self what is he looking for? There was something he was looking for. He ran off hoping he would find it but only the same disturbing thoughts found him.
I'm the Prince of all Saiyins and I can't even turn super saiyin. I represent something that is dead. I, a prince was a slave but Karaotto, a commoner escaped it,he has no knowledge of his culture but can be super saiyin.
Back at the Bulma's residence, Bulma stepped outside her back door and realizes the training room she had built is completely destroyed. She storms inside and picks up the plates left by Vegeta and throws them at the wall.
"That inconsiderate hot headed baboon! This is going to be the 5th time in two weeks I have to rebuild that capsule!" Bulma yells as she fumbles through her tool box.
Frustrated she throws the tool box on the floor.
"That monkey only cares for himself!" Bulma yells then follows the constant cursing till interrupted by the phone.
Bulma takes a deep breath and picks up the phone.
"Hello..."
"Hey Bulma..."
"Who is this?"
"Don't hang up."
"Who is this?!"
"This is Yamcha, Bulma I ju-"
Without hesitation, Bulma hangs up the phone. Bulma smiles at a job well done but then reality hits. She missed him. Bulma missed the stupid things he did, his shy personality and the lies he used to tell her.
I'm so pathetic...Bulma thought to herself as she picked up the phone and dialed Yamcha's number.
