Disclaimer: Dragon Ball Z is owned by the absolute genious Akira Toryama. I
do not own these characters, or make any prophet what-so-ever off of this
story. I write it out of respect for Akira, and his wonderful characters.
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From The Author: Hay! No one reveiwed chapter fourteen yet! I usually wait for some reviews before I start writing the next chapter, but I will anyway. Enjoy!
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Chapter Fifteen; Training Ends
Vegeta had already taken a good month off from training, and feared that he may be going soft. The woman was cold toward him now, and thier bond seemed to be weakening. What was he doing wrong? She called him rude, selfish, and uncaring. He didn't inderstand it. 'Well, no matter.', he thought, 'I should go train now.'
"Vegeta!", Bulma said.
"What is it, woman?", he said, not even looking at her.
"Did you tell Nappa and Raddits that they could 'check out' my lab?!"
"Yeah. They wouldn't get off my back. They said they were bored.", he replied.
"They destroyed one-hundred-thousand dollars worth of experimental equipment!"
"That's a lot, right?", he asked calmly.
"Yes, as a matter of fact, it is!"
"Well, your rich, right? What's the big deal?"
"You insensitive jerk! That isn't the point!"
"Don't yell at me, Baka, yell at them!", Vegeta yelled.
"What's happenning, Vegeta?", she said, sitting next to him on the couch, and beginning to cry, "We're arguing like an old bitter married couple."
Unlike a month ago, he couldn't feel her tears, so he was able to reply in his normal way. "Bulma, there is no 'we'. Get off it. If you were so desperate for companionship, you never should have givin up on what's-his- name."
"Yamcha?! You have some nerve to bring him into this! How dare you?!!! I ended a three year relationship with him for you!!! I broke his heart!!! I gave MY heart to you!!!" She was getting quite loud, but quieted down, "There has to be something between us. When you kissed me, it was...I can't even explain it, but you are everything to me now."
"Stop talking about that! I was alone for two years, Bulma. Two years!!! Do you have any idea what that's like?! I was desperate for any kind of contact, even with a pale, blue-haired wench like you!" Oh, he knew he would regret those words.
Her face showed pure rage for a second, and he braced himself for the loudest scream in the history of the universe, but it never came. The anger slipped away, and became true sorrow. Her lip quivered, and tears poured from her eyes. Was his oppinion really that important to her? "Vegeta, why?"
"I'm sorry. You are an attractive woman."
"I don't care about that. I mean why can't you just love me back?"
"Bulma, listen. I've already explained this to you a million times. 'Love' is not a Saiya-jin emotion."
"You good for nothing liar! Love is an emotion that can be felt my anyone. It has nothing to do with bolidy chemistry, or genetics. It's a bond of the soul!"
That word haunted Vegeta. "What I felt that day was lust. Maybe what you felt was different, but I can feel no more than that."
"You truely have no hope, do you? Feh", she said, sounding surprizingly Saiya-jin, "I should have known when you said that you never cried for your parents."
"How dare you?!!!"
"What?", she said, her voice oozing sarcasm, "You have no feelings. What do you care? You didn't love them. Why does it even matter if thier gone?"
"You are calling me 'unfeeling'?! Listen to yourself, woman! If I was saying this to you-and that's only IF you'd gone through A THOUSANTH of what I've gone through-you'd be having a tantrum right now!"
"I'm sorry. I really am.", she said, guilt in her eyes. Oh. no! He was beginning to feal it again!
"Apology accepted. Just please calm down."
She nodded.
"I have to-"
"Go train again?", she finished for him.
"Yes."
"How long?"
"I don't know."
"One more kiss?", she asked.
He knew he was blushing. He couldn't stand the thought. "Very well." He simply went to her, and gave her a genle kiss on the lips. "Don't worry. I will protect you from Frieza. Nothing will ever stop me, even an invincable enemy." He smirked. "Bye.", he said, in that Chikyuu-jin way. This made her smile.
He fled off to the Time Chamber.
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The months passed by, with Vegeta training a lot, but coming out constantly to see the world, so he would not go blind. By the time he had declared his training finished, Kami told him that his strenght was at least seven or eight times what it had been when he arrived on the planet. times what it had been when he came to Earth. Frieza was to arrive in one day. He was ready to fight.
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Surprizingly, Bluma had no fears about the coming battle. No outward fears anyway. She knew that Vegeta was going to win, and yet she was slightly scared for some reason. 'Ofcoarse I'm scared.', she told herself with a smile, 'The battle for the planet is going to be tomarrow'.
She kept smiling, as she remembered the last couple of months. She had found herself able toclose her eyes, and enter Vegeta's dreams for hours while he was training, then open them to find that seconds had passed. She loved him. He wouldn't say it, but he loved her back.
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Vegeta sat under a tree in Bulma's back yard, just resting, and thinking, maybe even in mild meditation.
"Hay, Vegeta.", he heared a voice say.
"What now, Kakarot?", he said. He looked up, and saw a group of very strange creatures.
"I have the whole gang here for the fight." He pointed to a triclops. "This is Tien." He pointed to some sort of bald midjit. "And this is Krillin.", then to a small mime-looking thing, "And Chiaotzu." He pointed to the human who's heart Bulma had shattered. "And Yamcha. We're all ready to pitch in."
"No offense, Kakarot, but none of you really stand a chance."
"Oh, but we could help a little, right?"
"You could try, but I don't want you to blame me if you die.", he said.
"Who's still in this?", Kakarot asked the croud.
There were some uncertain murmers, but eventually everyone gave in to thier pride, and stated that they wouldn't give up.
"Alright then. Tomarrow, when you feal the horrible power of the invincable tyrant of the universe, follow it.", he said, with a small chuckle.
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The next day...
Vegeta, who had learned to sense ki, felt it. This was it. The moment of truth. He flew toward the power, and was soon face to face with his enemy. He felt his stomach churn.
"Vegeta. How nice to see you.", Frieza said sarcastically.
"Turn on your scouter.", Vegeta said with a smirk.
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From the Author: I told you I would get to the good stuff. I didn't brng Piccolo into it. I don't think Goku even met him yet. It's too bad. I like Piccolo. Well, anyway, please reveiw. Maybe not badgering you like this in the last chapter is what caused my lack of feedback. Bye.
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From The Author: Hay! No one reveiwed chapter fourteen yet! I usually wait for some reviews before I start writing the next chapter, but I will anyway. Enjoy!
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Chapter Fifteen; Training Ends
Vegeta had already taken a good month off from training, and feared that he may be going soft. The woman was cold toward him now, and thier bond seemed to be weakening. What was he doing wrong? She called him rude, selfish, and uncaring. He didn't inderstand it. 'Well, no matter.', he thought, 'I should go train now.'
"Vegeta!", Bulma said.
"What is it, woman?", he said, not even looking at her.
"Did you tell Nappa and Raddits that they could 'check out' my lab?!"
"Yeah. They wouldn't get off my back. They said they were bored.", he replied.
"They destroyed one-hundred-thousand dollars worth of experimental equipment!"
"That's a lot, right?", he asked calmly.
"Yes, as a matter of fact, it is!"
"Well, your rich, right? What's the big deal?"
"You insensitive jerk! That isn't the point!"
"Don't yell at me, Baka, yell at them!", Vegeta yelled.
"What's happenning, Vegeta?", she said, sitting next to him on the couch, and beginning to cry, "We're arguing like an old bitter married couple."
Unlike a month ago, he couldn't feel her tears, so he was able to reply in his normal way. "Bulma, there is no 'we'. Get off it. If you were so desperate for companionship, you never should have givin up on what's-his- name."
"Yamcha?! You have some nerve to bring him into this! How dare you?!!! I ended a three year relationship with him for you!!! I broke his heart!!! I gave MY heart to you!!!" She was getting quite loud, but quieted down, "There has to be something between us. When you kissed me, it was...I can't even explain it, but you are everything to me now."
"Stop talking about that! I was alone for two years, Bulma. Two years!!! Do you have any idea what that's like?! I was desperate for any kind of contact, even with a pale, blue-haired wench like you!" Oh, he knew he would regret those words.
Her face showed pure rage for a second, and he braced himself for the loudest scream in the history of the universe, but it never came. The anger slipped away, and became true sorrow. Her lip quivered, and tears poured from her eyes. Was his oppinion really that important to her? "Vegeta, why?"
"I'm sorry. You are an attractive woman."
"I don't care about that. I mean why can't you just love me back?"
"Bulma, listen. I've already explained this to you a million times. 'Love' is not a Saiya-jin emotion."
"You good for nothing liar! Love is an emotion that can be felt my anyone. It has nothing to do with bolidy chemistry, or genetics. It's a bond of the soul!"
That word haunted Vegeta. "What I felt that day was lust. Maybe what you felt was different, but I can feel no more than that."
"You truely have no hope, do you? Feh", she said, sounding surprizingly Saiya-jin, "I should have known when you said that you never cried for your parents."
"How dare you?!!!"
"What?", she said, her voice oozing sarcasm, "You have no feelings. What do you care? You didn't love them. Why does it even matter if thier gone?"
"You are calling me 'unfeeling'?! Listen to yourself, woman! If I was saying this to you-and that's only IF you'd gone through A THOUSANTH of what I've gone through-you'd be having a tantrum right now!"
"I'm sorry. I really am.", she said, guilt in her eyes. Oh. no! He was beginning to feal it again!
"Apology accepted. Just please calm down."
She nodded.
"I have to-"
"Go train again?", she finished for him.
"Yes."
"How long?"
"I don't know."
"One more kiss?", she asked.
He knew he was blushing. He couldn't stand the thought. "Very well." He simply went to her, and gave her a genle kiss on the lips. "Don't worry. I will protect you from Frieza. Nothing will ever stop me, even an invincable enemy." He smirked. "Bye.", he said, in that Chikyuu-jin way. This made her smile.
He fled off to the Time Chamber.
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The months passed by, with Vegeta training a lot, but coming out constantly to see the world, so he would not go blind. By the time he had declared his training finished, Kami told him that his strenght was at least seven or eight times what it had been when he arrived on the planet. times what it had been when he came to Earth. Frieza was to arrive in one day. He was ready to fight.
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Surprizingly, Bluma had no fears about the coming battle. No outward fears anyway. She knew that Vegeta was going to win, and yet she was slightly scared for some reason. 'Ofcoarse I'm scared.', she told herself with a smile, 'The battle for the planet is going to be tomarrow'.
She kept smiling, as she remembered the last couple of months. She had found herself able toclose her eyes, and enter Vegeta's dreams for hours while he was training, then open them to find that seconds had passed. She loved him. He wouldn't say it, but he loved her back.
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Vegeta sat under a tree in Bulma's back yard, just resting, and thinking, maybe even in mild meditation.
"Hay, Vegeta.", he heared a voice say.
"What now, Kakarot?", he said. He looked up, and saw a group of very strange creatures.
"I have the whole gang here for the fight." He pointed to a triclops. "This is Tien." He pointed to some sort of bald midjit. "And this is Krillin.", then to a small mime-looking thing, "And Chiaotzu." He pointed to the human who's heart Bulma had shattered. "And Yamcha. We're all ready to pitch in."
"No offense, Kakarot, but none of you really stand a chance."
"Oh, but we could help a little, right?"
"You could try, but I don't want you to blame me if you die.", he said.
"Who's still in this?", Kakarot asked the croud.
There were some uncertain murmers, but eventually everyone gave in to thier pride, and stated that they wouldn't give up.
"Alright then. Tomarrow, when you feal the horrible power of the invincable tyrant of the universe, follow it.", he said, with a small chuckle.
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The next day...
Vegeta, who had learned to sense ki, felt it. This was it. The moment of truth. He flew toward the power, and was soon face to face with his enemy. He felt his stomach churn.
"Vegeta. How nice to see you.", Frieza said sarcastically.
"Turn on your scouter.", Vegeta said with a smirk.
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From the Author: I told you I would get to the good stuff. I didn't brng Piccolo into it. I don't think Goku even met him yet. It's too bad. I like Piccolo. Well, anyway, please reveiw. Maybe not badgering you like this in the last chapter is what caused my lack of feedback. Bye.