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Chapter 3

The next day at school had been a bit more relaxing and less annoying in Vegeta's point of view. He had managed to make it through most of the day without bumping into any of his fan girls, without having to put up with that annoying blue-haired woman and most of all being spared from Kakarot's idiocy. However, all good things come to an end. Vegeta's happy day popped like a soap bubble when he was rudely pushed against the wall, taken by complete surprise, as a body pressed itself against him. He glared at the blacked haired, green-eyed girl that shamelessly stuck to him and held back the slap he wanted to issue out.

"Get off me woman!" he growled.

Her face dropped a little before perking back up and smiled flirtatiously at him, "Oh come on 'Geta we've done this before. So what is the harm in doing it again…If I recall correctly you were the one who had me against the wall before."

Vegeta couldn't have been more pissed off then he was right now, this dam chick can't leave me the fuck alone. She is like a freaking leech! It was true ever since Vegeta had slept with this girl she's been harassing him as if she owned him. He regretted having had a one-night stand with her in the first place.

"Look Nadine-"

"It's Nadia!" she growled, gritting her teeth in anger.

"Whatever! I don't give a fuck. " he pushed her off him harshly, "You need to get it through that thick head of yours that I belong and am tied to no one. Got that! Vegeta Ouji is no one's lap dog! If I were you and I valued my pathetic life I'd make sure I understand that. " with that said, Vegeta stormed off down the corridor to his next class, which he was already late for.

Dam bitch

"Mr. Ouji you do realize that there is only ten minutes left before the end of this lesson and you only gracing us with you presence now." Mrs. Smith spat, crossing her arms over her chest. Her large fatty arms wobbled from the action. Vegeta shuddered, merely grunted and plopped down in the seat next to Goku.

The next ten minutes always felt like hours in Mrs. Smith class. Her lectures were as interesting as a tail on a donkey's behind. Goku always found himself nodding off into deep slumber and Vegeta always found something to muse himself. This time Goku seemed like the perfect victim. He stared at the clown, who had the one side of his face pressed against his desk, drool pooling out from his mouth and he babbled incoherently in his sleep.

"No no mmm I'm stuffed… I can't possibly eat any more….mmm okay I guess one slice of pie won't hurt."

The Baka (Idiot) snores so loud I'm surprised Mrs. Smith doesn't hear it. But then again she so old she probably wouldn't even hear if a bomb drops next to her.

Vegeta took a straw from his backpack and began tearing pieces of paper into tiny balls, before pea shooting it into Goku's forehead. Goku woke up with a start, bolting up off his chair, "DAMN IT! NOT THE INJECTION CHI CHI !" He scram.

The whole class was stilled into awkward silence before everyone broke out into howling laughter! In addition, Vegeta was no exception, he snorted so hard that the straw that had still been in his mouth capitulated into Mrs. Smith's whilst she was screaming at Goku telling the class to be quiet. She choked hitting on her back and holding her neck. Vegeta couldn't take it anymore and fell off his chair. The straw spewed out Mrs. Smith's mouth and she pointed a crooked finger to Vegeta, "*Cough…You…you will *cough attained Saturday detention!"

Fuck

Bulma and 18 chatted loudly making their way to the lockers to find Chi Chi. When they did find her she was pressed up neatly against her locker with her arms around Goku's neck, making out with him.

"Aw so sweet you guys." Bulma cooed, but 18 rolled her eyes, "Hey let's keep this PG13 alright!"

Chi Chi pulled her tongue and Goku scratched the back of his head sheepishly, "Never mind us did you hear what this Baka and Vegeta did in class today!" she sniggered behind her hand poking Goku in his ribs with her elbow. Goku turned a shade of scarlet and pouted, "Chi Chi!"

However, it was too late she mewed everything to her two best friends and laughed hard. Goku sniffed.

Aw maaaaaan… that dam Vegeta.

Spanish was the period just before lunch and Goku couldn't wait. He fidgeted excitedly in his chair. As the bell sounded, he packed his things hurriedly.

"Gee Kakarot are you in a rush to see your harpy or your first love food?" Vegeta smirked, throwing his bag over his shoulder and slapped Goku on the back.

"Cut it out Vegeta we going to miss all that food!" Goku whined oblivious to what Vegeta had said. Vegeta just shook his head and followed Goku out, but stopped in his tracks when he heard and all too familiar voice screech, "Yamcha stop ogling those bitches and get your ass here!"

Vegeta turned and smirked at a very angry Bulma snorting like a wild boar at Yamcha.

Yamcha gulped, "Sorry B-Chan let's go." He took her hand, tugged her close to his body, and walked out after Goku. Vegeta just rolled his eyes in disgust; she is just as pitiful and weak as scar face. I use to think Bulma as stronger than that…yet she welcomes him back with open arms every time. A wave of emotion surged through Vegeta. Ah! What the fuck was that! I felt…as if… I almost cared…Gah! These weak emotions are not me! There is no way I could feel anything for that woman except for dislike. Vegeta shook his head a few times before strolling into the cafeteria.

Bulma sat next to Yamcha absolutely fuming. How dare Yamcha ogle those girls as if she didn't exist, she was sure that nothing else could get her more hot headed than Yamcha's actions today. However, she was wrong; in fact, the other person for the reason for her anger today just strolled to their table and plopped down in front of her. She narrowed her eyes down to slits and said in a venomous voice, "Ve-ge-ta! How dare you leave me in the rain like that and drive off with one of your fan girl bimbo's!"

Vegeta scoffed and matched her glare with his onyx eyes, "I can do whatever the fuck I want woman, you don't own me." he sunk his canines into the soft bread of his sandwich, his tongue rolling around the contents that nestled neatly within the bread.

"Listen here you self-obsessed prick! You could have at least had the decency to drop me off at home. I could have gotten worse than the cold I have right now. "

Vegeta laughed," Again woman, I can do whatever the fuck I want. 'sides you turned out fine didn't you?"

Bulma scram, "Arg! It's Bulma…Bul-ma, not woman would you like it if I called you man all the time. And who said I turned out fine I got a freaking cold because of you! "

All eyes travelled back and fro between the two and they sat in awkward silence as Vegeta retorted back, leaning across the table on his muscular arms, "sure you can call me man…since I'm the only real man you ever knew. Would you stop being such a drama queen it's just a fucking cold."

"I don't see a man but a self obsessed parentless prick!" of course Bulma never ment to say what she did, it was all the pent up anger from yesterday and today that came out rushing before she could stop it. Bulma put her hands over her mouth. Vegeta narrowed his eyes, breathing deeply from his nose and snarled, "Woman that was uncalled for." She sobbed through a muffled voice, "Oh my god…I'm sorry Vegeta I didn't-"

He put up a hand to silence, "save your apologies" and walked out leaving the rest of his food untouched. Bulma sighed in guilt, and made way to try and find him. As she left Goku came back from the cafeteria line with food towering in his arms, "Hey guys…what happened?"

Krillin scratched his bald scalp, "Er…mmm how to explain, well Bulma and Vegeta went at it again and Bulma kinda said something bad to Vegeta that she can't really take back. So Vegeta walked out and Bulma is gone after him to try and apologize."

Goku gave a puzzled looked, "said something she can't take back?"

Krillin nodded, trying to explain it in terms Goku could understand, "Yeh like as in, if I spat on the ground I can't take it back into my mouth can I?"

Goku tilted his head, "Well yeh unless you lick it back up of the ground."

Krillin fell anime style.

Bulma scanned the halls for Vegeta but he was nowhere to be found, giving up she made her way to English, nibbling on her bottom lip.

"Feh, woman what you sniffling about?"

Bulma's head shot up and her teary eyes met Vegeta's scowling face.

"Vegeta," she yelped with glee and before she knew what she was doing, she was at his table, her arms encircled his waist, and she buried her face in his warm muscular chest. Vegeta froze.

WHAT THE FUCK!

Mwahahaha another evil cliffy…sorry ;) look out for the next chapter!

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