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Until I met You...

Chapter 10

The months after the androids and Cell were quiet, everyone sort of settling into their regular lives. Some of the fighters were still weirded out that I could tell them what I saw happen at a certain moment in time, but I didn't really reveal anything else. Simply for the fact that Bulma and Vegeta's futures have changed. And Trunks'! Vegeta was with me, and Bulma was single. She broke up with Yamcha after that crap with the wish! About time! Hopefully she'll stay away from him this go around! And she didn't have a baby! Trunks had not been born! That sorta made me wanna cry! I actually liked Trunks! He was a great guy! But there wasn't anything I could do about it now! Especially since I'm with the prince! Hey! Don't judge! I tried to steer them two together, but apparently he never saw her like that! Go figure!

I stared out into the little creek, absently petting the cat in my lap. I've decided to nickname it Shade, since it only appears when I'm walking around the garden, and doesn't stay for long until it disappears again! I felt it nudge my chin with its head, but didn't really acknowledge it. I was too deep in thought, thinking about the seven years we're supposed to have of peace. Note I said "supposed to have"! I've been careful to question stuff, seeing as how I seem to jinx myself at every turn!

A couple other things were different from what I know of this time line too. Goku was alive, he didn't decide to stay dead. Krillin was not seeing 18, seeing as how he never got to wish the bomb out of her. Apparently Yamcha had used that wish when he turned me saiyan. Go figure! ChiChi got pregnant a couple months after she did in the show. We were just told, in fact. Trunks didn't automatically leave, he stayed. He was here now, as a matter of fact! I think he was sparring with Goku right about now. I've been sitting here awhile, so...well, they do fight for a long time! Saiyans! Hey wait! I am one! I can't say that now! Okay! I sighed. Men! Yeah! That was better!

I looked down at Shade, smiling a little as the cat looked into my eyes. It seemed to be analyzing me! Which was just weird! It finally looked down, rubbing its head on my chest. Then it did like every other time. Rested its front paws on my shoulder and bumped heads with me. It slowly left this time, instead of shooting away like before.

I stood, brushing my butt off before turning. And stopped. Vegeta was standing behind me, leaning up against a tree. He had his arms folded, his ankles crossed as he studied me. Why the hell didn't I feel his energy when he neared!? Was I that deep in thought!? Oh, Well! I strolled over to him, watching as he straightened. His gaze raked over me, starting at my feet and slowly moving up.

By the time his eyes met mine, I wanted to throw him to the ground and have my way with him! But I refrained! Yeah! You bet your ass it was hard to do! I just arched a brow, watching as he ran his tongue over his teeth. Man! He is one passionate prince! My tail unraveled from my waist, flickering slowly behind me. I watched Vegeta study it for a moment, before raising heavy lidded eyes to me. Damn! I had forgotten about that! Saiyans can read each others' emotions by their tails! I guess now he knows how horny I am! I bit my lower lip, eying him.

He closed the distance between us, sliding his hand around my waist and burying his face in my neck. I moaned a little just having him against me. I heard him take a deep breath, letting it out slowly. He ran his other hand up the front of my shirt, slowly unbuttoning it as he went up. I moved closer, rubbing his shoulders. I knew he was gonna love the lingerie Bulma helped me pick out.

She had dragged me to the mall, of all places! ChiChi had showed up, going on about buying furniture for the new baby room, when the blue haired woman had stopped, eying something off to our right. I looked, not really knowing what had caught her eye. There was a lingerie store, and a toy store. Seeing as how she didn't have a boyfriend, or a baby, I really didn't know what the hell she was staring at! That's when she had grabbed my hand, along with ChiChi, and dragged me into what would consist as a Victoria's Secret store in the other world. Now instead of a sports bra, like I usually wear, I had on a black lace push up bra. That clasped in the front! And matching underwear! Yeah! He was gonna love it! I hope!

He started kissing my neck, undoing the last two buttons, and slipping his hand in. He stilled, his hand cupping one breast, before raising his head and looking down. I felt him squeeze, studying my bra for a moment before looking up at me. I smiled! A low growl came from the prince's lips, looking back down at my breasts covered with black lace before lowering his head. My head fell back as I moaned, feeling him run his tongue over the tops of my pushed up breasts. I raked my nails against his neck, his hands moving to squeeze my backside. My tail came around, rubbing up his leg before wrapping around his thigh. Another growl came from the man, before he lifted up and captured my lips. He made love to my mouth, his hand snaking between us to unbutton my pants. I wrapped my legs around his waist, his arm around me as he turned, pushing me up against a tree.

"Hey, Vegeta!"

We both froze, not even having time to move apart before someone came out of the woods.

"Oh Shit! Sorry!"

I could feel my cheeks flame as Goku did an about face and quickly disappeared. I buried my burning face in Vegeta's neck, listening to his soft chuckle. I swatted him on the arm.

"That wasn't funny!" I said into his neck, letting my legs fall from his waist. I started buttoning my shirt back up as he moved away. He smirked at my red cheeks, and I narrowed my eyes at him. I stuck my tongue out, crossing my arms. I know! Childish! But I felt like it! I gasp as he captured my lips again, his hand going into my hair. He moved back, running a hand down my tail. That had me purring, and I almost jumped him! I didn't give a damn about Goku being within hearing range! I growled a little.

"Keep doing that and I'm gonna jump you," I stated softly, narrowing my eyes.

Vegeta smirked, nipping my lower lip before moving back. He grabbed my hand, pulling me with him.

"Come spar with me Onna," he said softly, not looking back.

"Oh I'll spar with you alright! Wait until we get back into the room-"

I cut off at the sight of Goku standing a few feet away, his hands over his ears. He was singing to himself. I looked at Vegeta, raising a brow. He just smirked. I laughed a little, both of us crossing our arms as we waited for the man to see us. He finally glanced over, after singing an awful rendition of "Who let the dogs out!" I burst out laughing, resting my hands on my knees as I tried to catch my breath.

"Oh my God!" I squeaked, looking up at Goku. "That was awful!"

I laughed again, slowly straightening. I took a breath, still sorta chuckling as the taller saiyan smiled, not the least bit offended! We headed towards the entrance, Vegeta grabbing my hand again as we started back.

"I'm sparring with the Onna," Vegeta stated, looking straight ahead. I groaned, while Goku beamed.

"That's great!" Goku said, seeming a little too excited about it! I glared at his head.

"Maybe for you! I don't know nothing about fighting!" I stated, watching as the two men in front of me stopped, and turned. They both studied me for a moment.

"What?" I said, looking from one to the other, crossing my arms.

"You seemed to know a lot about it when you were beating the shit out of Yamcha," Vegeta stated, studying me.

I clenched my jaw slightly, watching Goku nod in agreement. I fidgeted a little.

"Yeah, well!" I paused, tapping my fingers on my forearms. "I was mad! And he deserved it, by the way!"

"Well, Now we're going to see what you can do not mad!" Goku stated, a huge grin on his face.

Seriously! How does he stay so happy all the time! If I tried it, I would only give myself a headache! Vegeta grabbed my hand again, this time actually dragging me, seeing as how I tried to plant my feet every few yards. Goku just kept that stupid grin on his face, watching us. I stuck my tongue out at him, listening to him laugh.

"Don't you have to go rub your wife's feet!?" I yelled, watching as the happy saiyan slowed.

"Yeah! You're right! I should do that for ChiChi, huh!?"

I resisted the urge to smack him. "You knocked her up! It's the least you could do!"

"Hn," The sound of Vegeta's grunt had me turning back. He was studying me. While he was pulling me! "Now I know what to expect."

My eyes widened, and my mouth dropped. I admit! I sputtered a little bit! What the hell was I supposed to do hearing that!? I finally responded! After Vegeta had already turned forward!

"What!?"

Okay! Not the most intelligent response, I'll admit! I couldn't really think of what to say! What are you supposed to say when a hot, sexy prince makes a comment referring to you having his child! Flattered!? Yes! Uh...shocked!? You betcha! And all the saiyan did was turn and smile at me, before finally letting go of my hand as he walked a little, then turned back towards me. I watched him sigh after a moment, slightly rolling his eyes before strolling back over to me. He didn't say a word, just fixed my stance before moving backwards.

"You ready?" he asked softly.

"No," I admitted, looking down at my clothes. I started walking away.

"Where are you going Onna?" He hollered at my back.

"I'm not sparring in my good clothes!"

I could feel the eye roll! I quickly went and changed.

Goku was gone when I came back out. Hoping he went to give ChiChi that foot massage, I walked back to where I was before. Vegeta hadn't moved, still standing in the spot I left him in, arms crossed. He just raised a brow as I got into the fighting stance he put me in before. He lowered to his, watching me for a moment before speaking.

"Ready Ai," he asked softly, his eyes intent.

"No...not really," I murmured, eying him.

He launched himself at me. I squeaked, covering my head. Don't judge! It was a reflex response! I was human for twenty-six years! You try not cowering when someone like him comes at you! Nope! Didn't think so! I looked up when nothing happened. Vegeta was standing in front of me, an eyebrow raised. He looked like he was trying not to laugh.

"What was that!?"

My face reddened, and I straightened. I cleared my throat. "Reflex response!"

He smirked, laughter in his eyes. I glared at him.

"Hey," I said loudly, poking him. "I was a human a lot longer than I have been a saiyan! Don't judge!"

He didn't say anything, just watched me for a few minutes in amusement, before moving back to his original spot.

"Why don't you just think of me as Yamcha," he stated, studying me.

"Eeeewww! Hell no! I wouldn't have sex-"

"Talking about fighting Onna!"

I huffed, closing my eyes. I heard Vegeta ask me what I was doing, and frowned.

"Hush!" I said, not opening my eyes. I heard his slight chuckle, and his comment. I gave him the finger. He snickered.

"As long as your taking, we won't have time to do that tonight!"

"Shut up!"

Thankfully, he did. I mentally sighed, everything Yamcha has done sped through my mind, and my eyes popped open. I vaguely saw Vegeta start in surprise, before I launched myself at him.

Seeing as how a certain someone wished me to be as strong as Vegeta, I'm proud to say I held my own, for a little while. But I was sloppy. Even I could tell that! The way I fought Yamcha was almost on autopilot! I was working on instinct, and my rage! With Vegeta!? It was different. I wasn't angry at the man, I didn't want to kill him, and I did care if he lived or died. Needless to say, I sucked. I also told Vegeta this, and he just gave me a kiss, and said that it would soon come natural. I didn't see that happening! They had been training almost all their lives! Here I was, almost thirty, and just starting! Yeah right! Eating was natural! Breathing was natural! Vegeta's sexiness was natural! Me being able to fight like the prince or Goku!? Don't think so! But they kept encouraging me. By they I mean Vegeta, Trunks, Bulma, and Goku. Even Gohan, which was a little embarrassing, being around a twelve year old and knowing he could kick your ass!

But the prince pulled me out there every day, ignoring my protests that I sucked, and training with me until it was time to eat, then doing it all over again. Sometimes he would even give me a break! He would let Goku train me! Yeah! I know! The break is supposed to be for me, not for someone who already knew everything about fighting! Butt munch!

After about three weeks of this, he pulled me out to the training area once more, before stepping to the side. I shot a confused look towards him, wandering why he wasn't taking his usual stance across from me. He crossed his arms, studying me for a moment before speaking.

"We're gonna train...a little different today," the prince stated, his gaze steady on me as he seemed to be thinking about something. I just raised a brow.

"I watched you fight Yamcha, when he made that wish," he murmured, and my jaw clenched just thinking about it. "And I could tell," he continued, "that you unconsciously know how to fight."

I smiled a little at him, until Goku appeared across from me. I could feel my face blank for a moment, before a snarl appeared. Yamcha was beside him. The saiyan had a firm hold on his arm, ignoring his glares. Vegeta's voice had me slowly turning back towards him.

"That's why," he paused for a moment, taking a step closer. "The scarred warrior has agreed to be your punching bag today," he said, ignoring the man's protests.

I smirked, narrowing my eyes at the asshole. I only listened with half an ear to his yapping. Did I tell you I thought he talked too much!

"I didn't agree to anything! You dragged me here under false pretenses! And I don't want to be around her!" He glared at me, which I ignored.

"Would you shut up, Yamcha!" My eyes widened on Goku, listening to him practically yell at the warrior. "You caused this! So suffer the consequences!"

"I already did! When she almost killed me the first time!"

Goku didn't say anything, just flung the man's hand away and backed up. I didn't need any more invitation. I slowly smiled. This was gonna be fun!

My tail unraveled from my waist seconds before I rushed the man. I smirked at the scared look on his face, and swung, watching him fly sideways. I appeared in front of him, punching him in the stomach. I watched him roll for a moment before stalking forward, grabbing him by the shirt and throwing him in the air. I watched him go up for a moment before I disappeared, reappearing over him and slamming my fists into his back. I grunted as he yelled in pain, slamming the ground. I flew down, smashing my feet into his chest. Ignoring the cry of pain, I shot my arm forward, blasting him in the face. This happened in less than five minutes! I was still really pissed, apparently!

Vegeta grabbed me, ignoring my thrashing to get free. I wanted to finish what I started, dammit! I stopped when I saw Goku give Yamcha a senzu bean, stalking back to the side lines. Vegeta let me go, and I waited. He moved to stand beside Goku, watching. I narrowed my eyes, not taking them off of the scarred man. He groaned, slowly getting up. Soon he was as good as new. I grunted. Not for long!

Without giving him any warning, I shot forward, smashing my foot into his face. He went flying back, Goku moving out of the way when he passed him. I followed, strolling over to where he landed. He slowly got to his feet, hate in his eyes. Good! Maybe now he'll actually fight! I slowly smiled. He launched himself at me, and it was like seeing someone in slow motion. I blinked, watching. When he was close enough to me, I swung. He fell, again!

I walked around him, eying the man, my tail wrapping around my waist. He groaned, getting up with a curse. I was behind him when he stood, and I watched in amusement as he looked for me. I kicked him in the back. He went tumbling forward, shouting a curse this time. I sighed a little as he shot up, flying in the air. I narrowed my eyes, following after a moment. He bit out a stream of curses as I appeared in front of him, making him basically slam on the breaks.

Seeing him so close, just made me think of the children I'll never get to see again. I could practically feel my eyes burning with fury. I grabbed him by the throat, slowly lowering to the ground. I narrowed my eyes when he tried to swing at me, and squeezed. I dropped him, kicking him in the stomach when he fell on his hands and knees. Goku caught him by the back of his shirt, studying me.

"Give him another one," I said, crossing my arms.

I ignored the raised eyebrow of both men, watching with disinterest as the rest of the fighters crowded by the kitchen door. Bulma and Trunks came out as well. Everyone was silent as Goku reached into the bag and shoved another into Yamcha's mouth. Within minutes, Yamcha was standing again. I stayed where I was, waiting. He sent me a hate filled glare, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. And like clockwork, he started running his mouth!

"You just got a few lucky hits in! You're a damn woman! You're not stronger than me!"

I didn't say anything, just let my eyes follow him as he walked back and forth in front of me, yapping away! God! That man never shuts up! I let a sigh out through my nose, watching as he came a little closer. I didn't move, just waited. The dumb ass actually stalked up to me. When he got close enough, I brought my knee up, hard! He grunted, falling forward a little. I curled my lip, putting a hand to his face and pushing him away from me. He slid back across the ground, scrambling up.

"What the fuck!"

"Lucky hit," I said, crossing my arms. I never took my eyes off the man. Which was amusing, because I could tell it was unnerving him.

"Stop staring at me, you bitch!"

I, of course, ignored him. I let my eyes follow him, watching as that seemed to make him even angrier. I smirked. With a yell, he blasted towards me, swinging. Now I don't mean to sound conceited, but this guy was slow! I just flew back, out of hitting range. When I got close to the house, I disappeared, appearing back behind him. I kicked him in the back again, not even uncrossing my arms. He flew threw the wall. I lowered to the ground, saying a half ass apology to Bulma, before Yamcha came blasting out. He tried to swing at me again, which actually had me sighing a little. I disappeared, appearing beside him and kicking him in the head. A chuckle escaped as he hit the ground, rolling a bit. He got back up, spitting mad.

"I wish I had never made that wish!" he practically screamed, his face red.

"Too late now!" I stated, raising a brow. I rubbed my fingernails on my arm, not looking up as I spoke.

"Are you gonna get up any time soon and kick my ass!?"

I heard his shout of rage, blasting off the ground. I looked up, sidestepping as he swung. He went tumbling behind me. I didn't bother looking. It was weird! I could hear everything that was going on! The man's footfalls, when he swung, knowing which way he was going to hit! It was actually pretty cool. I sidestepped again, watching as he went flying passed me from behind. I didn't bother uncrossing my arms. I mean! Seriously! What was the point! This guy was pathetic! If I had known how pitiful he was, I would have tried kicking his ass when I was human! Well, maybe not! He did wish for me to have the same power as Vegeta! Maybe that's why I think he's slow! I raised a brow at him, watching as his face seemed to turn purple. I grunted.

"Maybe you aughta give him another senzu bean, Goku" I said, watching Yamcha grit his teeth.

"Fuck you! You stupid whore!" he was yelling, which I thought was amusing since that seemed his only assault! His mouth! That made me snicker.

"What the hell are you laughing at!" Yamcha practically screamed.

"Your only defense is your mouth!" I smirked, watching as he seemed to get even angrier. I studied him, wandering when his head was gonna pop! That would be funny! I snickered again.

A couple people laughed around me, put I didn't pay them no mind. I just stood there and waited, while it seemed the man in front of me had a hissy fit!

"You're such a bitch!"

I cocked my head a little, seeming to think about it. I let my tail unravel, feeling it swing behind me.

"Well, I do have a tail!"

Yamcha was finally quiet, glaring at me.

"You finally done with your yappin'" I asked, sighing a little.

"You know what," he finally said, a slow smile forming on his face. I frowned. "It's a good thing I turned you into this." He paused for a moment. "Or else those kids of yours would have had to see what a pathetic slut their mother is!"

At the mention of my children, I snarled, my tail smashing the earth behind me moments before I launched myself at the man. I grabbed his shirt, and flew up. I pummeled the asshole, never giving him time to move as I beat the shit out of him. I didn't stop either, not even when he passed out. Vegeta had to grab me, or I should say, my tail! I snarled back at him when he did that, glaring at the man before looking forward again. Yamcha wasn't there. I looked down in time to see him smash into the ground, unmoving. I grunted, slowly straightening and slightly turning. I glared at Vegeta until he let go, before lowering to the ground. I snorted at the sight of Yamcha, before strolling into the house, asking Bulma what's for supper.

A/N: (Chuckles) Yamcha's such an asshole in this story, isn't he!? The song mentioned is "Who let the Dog's out!" by Baha Men.

Ai = Love (Japanese)