Title: Two Guys, A Girl, and the Saiyan
Race
Author: Trunks_Girl
Rating: PG
Chapter: 5, Intimidating
Bitch
Author's notes: Ohhh! If you
don't like flirts this chapter isn't for you. Vegs gets what she wants no
matter what!
Disclaimer: I claim no
rights to Dragon Ball Z. I am writing this for non-profit so please don't sue
me.
Vegeta was walking into his room and Vegs was jumping on his bed.
"GET OFF MY BED!!" He roared. Vegs turned around and saw Vegeta there looking
meaner than ever so she jumped up and placed a smack dab kiss on the lips. "Bye
then," and then ran down the corridors till she got to her quarters. Vegeta
just stood in his doorway dumbfounded. He was a game to her. She knew the
cheats to play him right. And he didn't know what to do. He walked into his
room and found gifts she'd left for him. A big kiss mark on his mirror, her
nail polish all over his dresser and Oh Kami! Who the hell dose she think
she is? He thought as he pulled a bright yellow bra out from under his
pillow. I know she was never normal, don't most Sayain's where black or
white? He hid it in his arms and marched down to her room. He didn't bother
to knock, he just blasted his way though her door. She was sitting there in a
frilly pink nightie filing her nails. Sharp as claws, she uses simple things
such as that to cause pain. He thought as she remembered her biting him. You
don't usually bite in a fight; she is a one of a kind.
"Oh Vegeta. Hi, what brings you here?" he didn't need to speak to
answer, he just held up her bra. "So that's where the darn thing got to!" She
walked over to get but Vegeta closed his eyes tight. As she got up he noticed
that the material was see though, except little power puffy tuff here and
there. Intimidating bitch! He cursed.
"What is wrong with you Vegeta? It's nothing that bad! It's my
body! Is that why you don't like looking at me? Am I ugly?" her voice tearing
up. He was quite aware she was faking it but he just had to make her
stop.
"No,"
"Well then why won't you look at me?"
"Because it's not polite to,"
"So? You've never been polite before,"
"Well I am now woman so take your fucking bra so I can leave,"
"Will you leave if I take it?"
"Yes," She put an arm around him, getting up on her tiptoes so she
could whisper in his ear.
"Well then I won't take it," she purred in his ear. Vegeta gulped.
"On second thoughts…" she snatched it out of his hands and blurred away.
Vegeta growled. "Intimidating bitch!" he called out to her,
wherever she was.
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Vegeta awoke to a giggling. He opened one eye and saw Vegs writing
something on his mirror – with a lipstick tube! Oh dear Kami! Then the
giggling stopped. She was gone. Vegeta got out of bed and read what was writing
on the mirror. It read: A reflection of a future Super Saiyan, love Vegs. "Grr.
LOVE Vegs? LOVE?! How dare she? Why if anyone was to see this…" He thought
about that. But she was like that in a good mood. Kisses and hugs meant
nothing. But in a bad mood they held the world. She must have been in a good
mood when she wrote this. He concluded. He went down the corridors slowly
and came to Vegs room. "Hey Vegs," he greeted. He came and sat down beside her.
"Hello Vegeta. Whatcha doin down here? Get my message?"
"Sure did, that was nice. So am I really able to become a Super
Saiyan?"
"Yep. Sure can," Vegeta smiled. He had a friend. That's what he
was feeling all those times. It wasn't love. It was friendship. He was like her
big brother if someone was to hurt his sister…
"Vegeta, can you make a promise?"
"I don't know, can I?"
"Smart ass! Will you make me a promise?"
Vegeta thought about it. "Okay,"
"Promise me no matter what you'll become a Super Saiyan, no matter
what?"
"Why?"
"Because I won't love you if you don't"
"Okay, now help me out here cause, I don't see a down side,"
"Ahhh! Fine, if you don't I'll kiss you!"
"Ahhh! I will! I promise! I promise!"
Vegs whacked him over the head. "So, what are we meant to be
doing, I mean now that we're uh, partners? So uh, aren't we meant to be blowing
up some species or something fun?"
"Yeah, but father says your temper is too much and you'd end up
blowing up the whole dam planet," he said lazily, forgetting she shouldn't know
any of that.
"What?" she sounded almost heart broken.
"Huh?" Vegeta pulled a face. "Oh, shit, I wasn't meant to tell you
that!"
"I'm to nasty…?" Vegs whispered. "Oh well, if it saves me I'm
happy to be a nasty bitch,"
"How typical of you,"
"Huh?"
"Nothing," he stood up and held out his hand. "Let's go see if
father will let us got make another race extinct."
"WICKED COOL!" Vegeta raised an eyebrow. This was going to be a
long day.