A Wonderful Accident
Hello everybody! I'm back! How was everyone? Well on to the story! Thanks for the reviews! I am so glad you like my strange story! Well, keep them coming!
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or Sailor Moon!
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" How come your hair still sticks straight up when it's wet?" Gokou choked on his food and everyone stopped eating to listen, " I mean, do you use hair gel or hairspray or maybe glue? How does it stick straight up like that?" Usagi finished and looked expectantly at Vegeta who glared at her.
" I don't know. My hair has always been like that," Vegeta told her angrily then got up and stalked to the door before turning around once more, " Come to the gravity room when you finished. We'll start training then." He turned and stomped out the door.
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Usagi sighed sadly, then got up and took her plate to the kitchen. After scraping her plate into the trashcan she went upstairs and changed into her new training gear. The outfit was a replica of Vegeta's Sayajin armor except for some minor changes in the breastplate. You know what I'm talking about! It's that spandex armor that Vegeta's always wearing! I wonder what he'll think when he sees Usagi in it? Heheheh The whole ensemble was almost indecent because it fit Usagi like a second skin. ' This stuff is actually pretty comfortable!' Usagi thought, surprised as she flexed an arm while going back downstairs. Only Chi-chi and Bulma were still there and they smiled when they saw Usagi wearing the outfit they had gotten her. ' She may be tiny, but she is definitely not a child,' Bulma thought to herself.
" Thanks for the armor, Bulma," Usagi thanked her with a happy grin. ' Vegeta's going to freak when he sees what I'm wearing!' Usagi thought happily. Usagi headed toward the gravity room to find Vegeta.
" Where is that woman?!" Vegeta asked himself angrily. Suddenly Usagi walked into the room. Vegeta's eyes widened slightly in shock. ' What the hell was that onna wearing!?' he thought as he studied the skintight armor. Usagi's tail flicked in irritation. ' Why is he staring at me? I thought he'd at least yell,' Usagi thought, a little disappointed.
" What the hell are you wearing onna?" Vegeta asked coldly, hiding his true feelings. Usagi gazed at him innocently.
" Just some armor that Bulma dug up some where. Don't you like it?" she asked innocently enough, but Vegeta knew that tone of voice. If he said he didn't like it she would probably throw a tantrum, so he lied.
" It'll do onna," Vegeta said while walking past her and out of the gravity room, " Follow me." Usagi followed him out of the gravity room past Capsule Corp and into the forest. Then he stopped at a clearing about a mile from C.C. headquarters. " We'll train here," he told her and training began. I am not going to go into great detail because that would take too long and I just don't want to! So there, Nhhaa!(Sticks out tongue) First he taught her hand-to-hand combat which she mastered quickly much to his surprise. Over the course of her fist week of training she learned from how to throw a punch to flying. Every day she wore that armor much to Vegeta's dismay. It was harder for him to concentrate on teaching her when she was wearing a very revealing outfit.Smile But teach he did and his student was a very fast learner. Usagi wasn't the only one learning, Vegeta was learning to get used to the fact that she was his wife. The time spent together each day helped them become more comfortable in each other's company. Gokou and family stopped by frequently but Gokou wasn't any closer to figuring out what was so strange about Vegeta's behavior to Usagi and no one noticed the rings on Vegeta and Usagi's hands. Vegeta wore gloves all the time and well, girls wear jewelry so it didn't draw any attention. About a month after training had started, Bulma decided to have all of the Z gang over again and that's when the trouble started.
Well, that's all for now! Yes I know I am evil to leave you hanging like this. Heck, I even took a test once and the results said I was too evil for my own good. I think I was 50 percent evil 10 percent good and 40 percent just plain weird. Oh well, gotta go! Review please!
Hello everybody! I'm back! How was everyone? Well on to the story! Thanks for the reviews! I am so glad you like my strange story! Well, keep them coming!
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or Sailor Moon!
*****
" How come your hair still sticks straight up when it's wet?" Gokou choked on his food and everyone stopped eating to listen, " I mean, do you use hair gel or hairspray or maybe glue? How does it stick straight up like that?" Usagi finished and looked expectantly at Vegeta who glared at her.
" I don't know. My hair has always been like that," Vegeta told her angrily then got up and stalked to the door before turning around once more, " Come to the gravity room when you finished. We'll start training then." He turned and stomped out the door.
*****
Usagi sighed sadly, then got up and took her plate to the kitchen. After scraping her plate into the trashcan she went upstairs and changed into her new training gear. The outfit was a replica of Vegeta's Sayajin armor except for some minor changes in the breastplate. You know what I'm talking about! It's that spandex armor that Vegeta's always wearing! I wonder what he'll think when he sees Usagi in it? Heheheh The whole ensemble was almost indecent because it fit Usagi like a second skin. ' This stuff is actually pretty comfortable!' Usagi thought, surprised as she flexed an arm while going back downstairs. Only Chi-chi and Bulma were still there and they smiled when they saw Usagi wearing the outfit they had gotten her. ' She may be tiny, but she is definitely not a child,' Bulma thought to herself.
" Thanks for the armor, Bulma," Usagi thanked her with a happy grin. ' Vegeta's going to freak when he sees what I'm wearing!' Usagi thought happily. Usagi headed toward the gravity room to find Vegeta.
" Where is that woman?!" Vegeta asked himself angrily. Suddenly Usagi walked into the room. Vegeta's eyes widened slightly in shock. ' What the hell was that onna wearing!?' he thought as he studied the skintight armor. Usagi's tail flicked in irritation. ' Why is he staring at me? I thought he'd at least yell,' Usagi thought, a little disappointed.
" What the hell are you wearing onna?" Vegeta asked coldly, hiding his true feelings. Usagi gazed at him innocently.
" Just some armor that Bulma dug up some where. Don't you like it?" she asked innocently enough, but Vegeta knew that tone of voice. If he said he didn't like it she would probably throw a tantrum, so he lied.
" It'll do onna," Vegeta said while walking past her and out of the gravity room, " Follow me." Usagi followed him out of the gravity room past Capsule Corp and into the forest. Then he stopped at a clearing about a mile from C.C. headquarters. " We'll train here," he told her and training began. I am not going to go into great detail because that would take too long and I just don't want to! So there, Nhhaa!(Sticks out tongue) First he taught her hand-to-hand combat which she mastered quickly much to his surprise. Over the course of her fist week of training she learned from how to throw a punch to flying. Every day she wore that armor much to Vegeta's dismay. It was harder for him to concentrate on teaching her when she was wearing a very revealing outfit.Smile But teach he did and his student was a very fast learner. Usagi wasn't the only one learning, Vegeta was learning to get used to the fact that she was his wife. The time spent together each day helped them become more comfortable in each other's company. Gokou and family stopped by frequently but Gokou wasn't any closer to figuring out what was so strange about Vegeta's behavior to Usagi and no one noticed the rings on Vegeta and Usagi's hands. Vegeta wore gloves all the time and well, girls wear jewelry so it didn't draw any attention. About a month after training had started, Bulma decided to have all of the Z gang over again and that's when the trouble started.
Well, that's all for now! Yes I know I am evil to leave you hanging like this. Heck, I even took a test once and the results said I was too evil for my own good. I think I was 50 percent evil 10 percent good and 40 percent just plain weird. Oh well, gotta go! Review please!
