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So! This chapter enters an original character; sorry I couldn't think of anyone else that fit the profile. This chapter's got fighting in it, if ya don't want to read it or you think you'll flame me latter, back button's up there. Lol
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Chapter
two; Enter the Opposition
"What do you want Shannon?" she demanded as she powered up even more.
"Who's your friend?" came the voice of the only other female Sayian in the school.
"He's not my friend. He's the prince." Bulma said as she glared at the black hair woman.
"Oh! The prince eh?" she asked, her black eyes shinning. She brushed her up swept hair out of her face and smiled her prettiest smile, "I'm pleased to met you my Prince." Shannon said as she bowed deeply.
Vegeta just looked at her, "I'm sure you are." He said as he turned away from her and back to Bulma. "When are you going to show me around woman? I do have other things to do today."
Bulma felt her eyes widen, had Vegeta just brushed off the a female? And not just any female, but Shannon? She almost laughed, but then thought about the male that had chosen her and wished he had chosen Shannon.
"Why don't you go with Shannon? She seems more then willing to help you out." Bulma said, hoping to get rid of the arrogant jerk once and for all.
"No woman, I will go with you." He turned away from Shannon and grabbed Bulma's arm, "Let's go."
Bulma blinked but didn't say anything as Vegeta dragged her further up into the sky.
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Shannon glared at their retreating forms, she wasn't going to let Bulma get away with such an injustice. She was the most beautiful woman in the school, not that blue haired freak! Shannon powered up slightly and began to plan her revenge.
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Bulma looked around and found herself in a forest not far from the school. She felt for other kis, but found, much to her disappointment, she was alone with Vegeta.
"Why did you bring me here?" she demanded.
Vegeta smirked, "I can do what ever I want. I am the prince of the Sayians." He said as he advanced on her.
"What do you think you're doing?" she demanded, as she tried to back away only to find herself unable to move.
"Oh I'm sorry, are you uncomfortable?" he said with the evil smirk she was beginning to associate with him. In truth he was the most uncomfortable he had ever been. He would rather be fighting his father angry then being here alone with this woman.
She shook her head, "Not even close! You honestly think I'd be scared by someone as weak and pathetic as you?" she scoffed, "Give me some credit!"
Without realizing it Bulma had made a horrible mistake, she had insulted the one thing Vegeta prided himself on. His strength.
"Woman…!" he growled as he powered up, "You have five seconds to take that back." He warned her.
Bulma felt his ki raise and raised hers in response, "I will not! You have been treating me like crap! Why should I say or do anything nice to you?!" she demanded as she watched Vegeta sink into a fighting stance. Good. She could use a good fight.
"Fine woman! I will teach you to insult your prince!" he said as he powered up a ki attack.
Bulma beat him to it, "Pressure break!" she cried out as a large blue ki ball flew at Vegeta, only to be deflected by his own attack, "Gallic Gun!"
There was a huge explosion and both Sayians were pushed back wards.
Bulma caught her breath and stood up, that was the first time she had ever encountered so much resistance to her Pressure Break technique. She was impressed.
Vegeta looked at the woman in shock she should be nothing more then a pile of dust after that attack! No one had ever deflected it!
"Alright woman. You can use ki attacks. But can you fight?" he asked smugly.
"Why don't you come find out. If you're man enough."
Those were words of a fighting nature to men all over the universe. And prince Vegeta was no exception.
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Chi-Chi and Goku were enjoying a nice out doors lunch. Scratch that. Chi-Chi was enjoying, Goku was inhaling.
She sighed and began to wonder why she even bothered to cook for her boyfriend in the earth tradition. She could just have easily have fed him dog chow. She watched him eat, he probably wouldn't even notice the differences.
She let that idea dance around in her head and hid a smile.
"Hey Chi-Chi." She looked up and he smiled, "Thanks! That was really great!"
She blushed, "Your welcome Goku." She said as she kept her gaze low.
Goku sighed, he hated it when she acted like this. Being meek was not her true nature, and he wished she felt like she could be herself around him. 'Maybe my brother was right. Maybe I should have picked a Sayian girlfriend…' he thought, 'At least then she'd be herself.' He smiled at the idea of a proud and stubborn Sayian acting like Chi-Chi. It just didn't work.
"Hey, Chi-Chi?" he asked.
She looked up at him, her eyes shinning.
"Why don't you be yourself around me?" he asked.
Chi-Chi almost looked angry, before she suppressed it. 'Damn!' he thought, 'I love it when she gets angry!'
"I'm sorry Goku… this is how I was taught to act around boys…" she looked at the ground in defeat, "I want you to like me…"
Goku grinned and hauled them both to their feet, "Be yourself! I like you better when you're not trying to make me happy!" he said with a goofy grin that only he could manage.
She smiled, "You really mean that?"
Goku thought he would melt, "Un hun!"
Chi-Chi's smile turned evil for a brief moment, "Okay then! You know that means that from now on you're brining your own lunch to school right?"
"Aaw…" he looked at the ground in defeat, he knew there'd be a down side. But all he had to do was look at Chi-Chi and see the happiness radiating from her to forget about his disappointment.
She intertwined her fingers with his and they walked back to the school.
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