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My apologies for the long wait…most of you know, it's physical therapy taking up my time now XD
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Dbzfan777: That is the question…what gets any Saiyan royal angry? I actually have no idea yet, but I will figure it out XD
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Sami199: Yeah, I like the rebel attitude. If you asked someone who knows me if I'm a rebel, they will say no, but if you ask them if I rebel against my father (who is a jerk face XD) well, the answer is clear. Yamucha always bothered me too. Totally perfect match for Maron in this story, though X3
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FatesBestFriend24: Yeah, well, he'll be in here still, just as Maron's little pet XD And if he tries going after Bulma, Vegeta will be taking a crack at him.
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The next morning, Bulma and Chi Chi woke up bright and early to hit the gym. No, they weren't like those people who go to the gym to lose weight. In truth, well, when famous people had the need to defend themselves, they had to keep their strength up.
"So, you mentioned training partners?" Bulma asked Chi Chi as she packed her bag with a water bottle and iPod.
"Yeah," Chi Chi responded in frustration. "My father expects me to be a fighter like he is. I know I'm good at it, but I hate it. I mean, it's not like being a fighter will help me at all except in self-defense and I already know those moves."
"I know how you feel," Bulma told her. "I don't even want to be at this school let alone studying science and business. I really want to be a writer."
"I guess that's why you're so against your dad, huh?" Chi Chi asked in understanding.
Bulma nodded and sighed. "Among other things."
"Oh, it'll be okay," Chi Chi said patting Bulma's shoulder.
Before Bulma could respond, Maron came into the apartment smelling of alcohol and looking like she had been out with her new friend all night. She had a chipper face on and waltzed in like she owned the place.
"Man, last night was the best," she said in her annoyingly cheerful voice. "Did you guys get some last night?"
Bulma and Chi Chi looked at each other blankly and blinking before looking back at Maron.
"No," Bulma replied. "Wait, get some what?"
"We got food," Chi Chi told Maron, "and made some new friends, but that's about it."
Maron smiled when they said that they made new friends. "Well, I'm happy for you," she said suggestively. "Maybe we can all triple date." Then the girl went into her room and closed the door.
Bulma looked at Chi Chi again. "So I'm not the only one who didn't get that?" she asked.
Chi Chi looked confused. "I think it was an innuendo…man we're sheltered." And with that, both girls started laughing at themselves before gathering their things for the gym and leaving their other roommate behind.
Vegeta was bored. Of course Nappa was awake and sitting across from him. The TV was on with some comedy show playing in the background, but neither Saiyan cared. Vegeta sat with his arms crossed in front of him and glared at his bodyguard, who was glaring back at him with equal force.
"Are you going to tell me what happened last night," Nappa started, "or am I going to have to drag Kakarot out of bed and force him to tell me?"
"What's the difference?" Vegeta asked.
Nappa sighed. "If you tell me what happened, I can help you and make something up with your father. If I drag it out of the idiot, I will be reporting it all to your father. Despite what you think, Vegeta, I am not here to make your life miserable. I'm here to protect you. I would rather assist you in keeping yourself safe, even from your father, but I can't do that unless you let me in on what you are doing."
Vegeta was slightly taken aback, his hardened glare softening to mild confusion. "W-What?"
Nappa smirked at the young prince. "I understand needing to rebel. You don't think I was a teenager once? It's the natural cycle of things. But if you keep doing stuff that can hurt you, get you thrown in Earth jail, or that can cause an intergalactic incident, I will unfortunately have to tell you father."
"I won't cause an incident," Vegeta said growing annoyed again. "And if you must know, we went to a club last night and then took what humans call a 'limo ride' around the city."
"Okay," Nappa said. "I can work with that. Your father wanted to know what happened to the money. I can tell him that you and Kakarot went out to learn about some of the Earthling pastimes before the semester started. I don't want you getting yourself into trouble."
"I want to get into trouble!" Vegeta shouted as he stood up in fury. "I don't even want to be here! This planet disgusts me!"
Kakarot then came into the room, rubbing his tired eyes and yawning. "Ow, Vegeta," he whined, "do you have to be so loud?"
Vegeta growled at both of them before storming out of the apartment. Nappa sighed and frowned putting his hand to his head. He turned to Kakarot. "Stay here, in case I lose him and he comes back. I'm going after him."
"Sure," Kakarot said in the middle of a yawn. After Nappa left, he moved the couch with his blanket, curled up into a ball, and fell back asleep.
Vegeta ended up at the gym, angry and frustrated. He needed to channel that fury and take it out of something. He would have gone after a meek human, but he really didn't want to get back at his father by being put in a prison. Saiyans didn't do well being confined or trapped.
"Hey, you're pretty good," he heard a familiar voice say. He turned his head to one the training rooms and saw the two girls they had met in the bar. Bulma was helping Chi Chi up. He grew curious and decided to watch them for a moment. He wanted to see how decent a fighter they were.
"Thanks," Bulma responded. Once Chi Chi was up she added, "You're really good too."
Chi Chi smirked. "Well, I would have to be with my father being a fighting champion."
Bulma smiled and shook her head. "If only. My father had me take some self-defense classes, but he wanted me to stop once the classes were over. I continued. I've even fought in a few underground tournaments."
Chi Chi laughed. "You take rebel to a whole other level."
Bulma's smile saddened, but she got back into her fighting stance. "Go again?"
Chi Chi smiled at her and got back into a stance of her own. "Damn straight."
Vegeta was enchanted by the little speech Bulma had given Chi Chi. He knew that she was rebelling against her father, but he didn't understand why. Now he understood it a little more. If he was told he wasn't permitted to spar or fight, he'd go crazy. He knew there must be more to it, but one thing was for certain. Vegeta was definitely attracted to her ability to fight.
Nappa had entered the gym right behind Vegeta. He wanted to make sure that he didn't take his frustrations out on any unsuspecting humans. He found Vegeta just staring at two girls sparring with each other, eyes following their movements. The blue-haired girl looked familiar. Nappa realized that she was the one that Vegeta had smacked into when they arrived. Then he heard her speech and he saw Vegeta's angry expression soften as he continued to be enthralled by her skills. Nappa smirked. Maybe, just maybe, this girl would change his mind about the Planet Earth.
A/N: Okay, sorry for the long time between updates. I'm hoping to get better with that, especially since I have a few stories that I only need to write a couple more chapters for. Hope you liked it.
