The Adversary
By Courtney
Part 5
Bulma's high heals clicked as she walked down the stairs from her new room. The crimson velvet from her dress slipped along the steps. The spaghetti straps curved around her shoulders and her hair lashed out over them wildly.
Vegeta stared at her in awe. 'She's beautiful…' he thought.
"Vegeta, you look terrific," Bulma commented from the bottom step.
Vegeta looked down at his plain white shirt, top buttoned undone, and blue jeans and shrugged. Bulma came down and looped her arm with his and gracefully strolled down the hall to the party.
~*~
"Hi Yamcha!!" Bulma waved while dragging Vegeta along to where Yamcha was standing.
"Gorgeous as always, Bulma," Yamcha said anxiously.
"Not bad yourself Yamcha." Bulma pulled Vegeta over and introduced him. "Vegeta, this is Yamcha, he plays baseball for the Taitans. Very impressive team. And Yamcha, this is Vegeta. He's the Saiyajin Prince from Vegetasei."
Vegeta sneered and glared icily at him. Yamcha just gave him a dirty look.
"Bulma," Yamcha reached for her hand. "Wanna go dance?" Yamcha asked, being careful to give Vegeta a glimpse of his grin of success.
"Sure, I'd love to," Bulma took Yamcha's hand and headed for the dance floor. But before she left, she turned to Vegeta.
"Vegeta, you gonna be okay by yourself? It'll just be for a little while."
"Of course I'll be fine," he spat.
~*~
Vegeta's heart sank as he saw Yamcha wrap his arms around Bulma's waist and blow butterfly kisses down her neck.
'Damn you puny earthling!' Vegeta cursed silently. "Urgh! Why am I even wasting my time in this blasted hell whole of a party?! I'm going back to my room!!"
Saying so, he turned and left.
~*~
Vegeta let himself fall onto his bed. 'What's happening to me? I'm becoming soft like that moron, Kakkarot. Do I actually have feeling for that woman?' he sighed and allowed his eyelids drop.
Suddenly, something started beeping. Vegeta bolted up from his bed and looked around. It was his scouter. He picked it up and activated it.
"Prince Vegeta?" came a voice from the scouter. "Prince Vegeta, can you hear me?"
"Yes, I can hear you, now what?!" Vegeta growled angrily.
"Prince Vegeta, the head scientists had discovered radiation waves from Planet Earth which we have decoded and meant that your ship was destroyed. Is that correct?"
"Yeah, yeah. Cut to the chase!!" Vegeta snapped.
"Yes, sire. King Vegeta has ordered for another ship to be sent for you immediately. It will arrive at it's destination, Planet Earth, in two days."
"Fine," Vegeta said deactivating the scouter.
'Two days…so that's how long I have with Bulma…What am I saying?! I should be glad to finally be able to get off of this hellish pile of rubble!!'
He sighed and laid back down on his bed. The two voices in his head fought for an answer all night as it all began to sink in.
~*~
The ground thundered and shook violently. Bulma bolted up from her bed and blinked. She looked at her clock, "3:00 AM" it read.
"Ahhhh! An earthquake!!" Bulma cried as she rushed to her window and shoved it open.
A Saiyajin spaceship was landing in her backyard. "What the hell?!"
Bulma quickly slipped into her silk robe and hurried downstairs.
By the time she managed to get outside, Vegeta was already there waiting for the ship. He was fully dressed in his armor and was holding his Badman shirt in one hand.
Bulma rubbed her eyes. "Vegeta, what's going on??"
He gave her a pleading look. "I'm leaving Bulma."
~*~
Authors note: ::Sniff, sniff:: poor Veggie-chan...and don't forget, reviw ^.~
By Courtney
Part 5
Bulma's high heals clicked as she walked down the stairs from her new room. The crimson velvet from her dress slipped along the steps. The spaghetti straps curved around her shoulders and her hair lashed out over them wildly.
Vegeta stared at her in awe. 'She's beautiful…' he thought.
"Vegeta, you look terrific," Bulma commented from the bottom step.
Vegeta looked down at his plain white shirt, top buttoned undone, and blue jeans and shrugged. Bulma came down and looped her arm with his and gracefully strolled down the hall to the party.
~*~
"Hi Yamcha!!" Bulma waved while dragging Vegeta along to where Yamcha was standing.
"Gorgeous as always, Bulma," Yamcha said anxiously.
"Not bad yourself Yamcha." Bulma pulled Vegeta over and introduced him. "Vegeta, this is Yamcha, he plays baseball for the Taitans. Very impressive team. And Yamcha, this is Vegeta. He's the Saiyajin Prince from Vegetasei."
Vegeta sneered and glared icily at him. Yamcha just gave him a dirty look.
"Bulma," Yamcha reached for her hand. "Wanna go dance?" Yamcha asked, being careful to give Vegeta a glimpse of his grin of success.
"Sure, I'd love to," Bulma took Yamcha's hand and headed for the dance floor. But before she left, she turned to Vegeta.
"Vegeta, you gonna be okay by yourself? It'll just be for a little while."
"Of course I'll be fine," he spat.
~*~
Vegeta's heart sank as he saw Yamcha wrap his arms around Bulma's waist and blow butterfly kisses down her neck.
'Damn you puny earthling!' Vegeta cursed silently. "Urgh! Why am I even wasting my time in this blasted hell whole of a party?! I'm going back to my room!!"
Saying so, he turned and left.
~*~
Vegeta let himself fall onto his bed. 'What's happening to me? I'm becoming soft like that moron, Kakkarot. Do I actually have feeling for that woman?' he sighed and allowed his eyelids drop.
Suddenly, something started beeping. Vegeta bolted up from his bed and looked around. It was his scouter. He picked it up and activated it.
"Prince Vegeta?" came a voice from the scouter. "Prince Vegeta, can you hear me?"
"Yes, I can hear you, now what?!" Vegeta growled angrily.
"Prince Vegeta, the head scientists had discovered radiation waves from Planet Earth which we have decoded and meant that your ship was destroyed. Is that correct?"
"Yeah, yeah. Cut to the chase!!" Vegeta snapped.
"Yes, sire. King Vegeta has ordered for another ship to be sent for you immediately. It will arrive at it's destination, Planet Earth, in two days."
"Fine," Vegeta said deactivating the scouter.
'Two days…so that's how long I have with Bulma…What am I saying?! I should be glad to finally be able to get off of this hellish pile of rubble!!'
He sighed and laid back down on his bed. The two voices in his head fought for an answer all night as it all began to sink in.
~*~
The ground thundered and shook violently. Bulma bolted up from her bed and blinked. She looked at her clock, "3:00 AM" it read.
"Ahhhh! An earthquake!!" Bulma cried as she rushed to her window and shoved it open.
A Saiyajin spaceship was landing in her backyard. "What the hell?!"
Bulma quickly slipped into her silk robe and hurried downstairs.
By the time she managed to get outside, Vegeta was already there waiting for the ship. He was fully dressed in his armor and was holding his Badman shirt in one hand.
Bulma rubbed her eyes. "Vegeta, what's going on??"
He gave her a pleading look. "I'm leaving Bulma."
~*~
Authors note: ::Sniff, sniff:: poor Veggie-chan...and don't forget, reviw ^.~