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Vegeta's in the gravity room trying to train but his mind keeps thinking about Yamcha being all over Bulma, he didn't like the thought. (What is it about that woman that won't let me stop thinking about her.) He continued to throw kicks and punches when he heard a honking noise coming from the front of C.C. He looks out the small window and he could see a van with the logo-Fancy Dinners- on it side and a dork man in a tuxedo trying to look nice walk to the door. "So the woman admits that she can't cook for a weakling" he chuckled to himself, a few seconds later he sees Bulma walk in with the bags then he noticed what she was wearing. She was wearing a long white satin dress that accentuated ever curve of her body and it had slits on the side going up to her thighs and it was low cut in front and back. She leaned over the table a bit setting the plates down, Vegeta caught a bit of her cleavage, all he could do was stare, then he realized that she wasn't dressed up for him but for Yamcha, he took on last look at and went back to training figuring Yamcha would show up any minute now.
An hour went and Vegeta was training extra hard trying to keep his mind off of Bulma but there wasn't much luck, so he decided to take a water break, he looked threw the window expecting Bulma to be smiling and laughing with that weak excuse for a human. He looked out and seen something totally different then what he had expected, he seen Bulma sitting in the chair not smiling nor laughing but sitting there with elbows the table and her fingers laced together and her head sitting on her hands, looking hurt, mad at the same time. Vegeta stood there dumbfounded, Bulma had been talking about this date for two days now, she even went out and bought a new dress for the occasion. He suddenly realized that he had been too busy trying to keep his mind off of her he didn't even feel Yamcha's ki near. He felt the urge to go in there and eat with her.( Why I'm I going to do this.) he asked himself as he left the GR.
It had been an hour and still no sign of Yamcha, Bulma had been sitting at the table anxiously waiting for him but deep down in side she knew that he wouldn't show up. Tears slowly ran down Bulma's face as she lifted the tray lid that kept the food hot, she really didn't feel like eating this nice meal buy her self she then heard the back door open. Bulma quickly wiped the tears away she knew that Vegeta was the one who walked in she didn't want to him to see her cry. Vegeta quickly took note that she was crying so he was going to try not to say anything that you make her cry more, he took a sit across Bulma and began eating. When Bulma watched Vegeta sit down she wasn't mad, but for some strange reason eating this kind of dinner made her enjoy Vegeta being there instead of Yamcha.
"Why" Vegeta asked, Bulma looked up at him confused.
"Why what" she asked back.
"Why do you let that weakling take advantage of you." He asked. Bulma was about to retort, when she realized what he said was true, she sighed.
"Your right Vegeta" She stated calmly. "I don't know why myself." She put her plate in the sink and went up stairs to get some much-needed rest. Vegeta went up shortly after her.
Vegeta laid in bed trying to sleep but hearing the annoying sound that Bulma was making crying over Yamcha kept him up so he decided to sleep out that night. The next day Bulma woke up around 12:30 in the afternoon, she looked at her clock and seen what time it was and she sat up right, she felt sweaty so decided to take a cool shower. She was in the shower and kept thinking why didn't Vegeta wake her up this morning wanting some breakfast. Bulma got out of the shower and tried blow drying her hair but quickly realized that it was too hot to do it so she put her hair up in a bun to get her hair off her back, then went to go turn the A/C on.
"Damn it! It's the hottest day of the year and the damn A/C doesn't work and for some reason dad is the only one who knows how to fix it!" Bulma yelled trying to fix that A/C but having no luck at all, so she finally decides to open some windows. She opens some windows and feels a warm breeze. Vegeta emerges from the gravity room and into the house.
"Damn it what's wrong with the GR its too hot to train, I must be going soft, I use to be able to withstand more heat then that, this planet is making me soft." Vegeta walks in the house taking off his white T-shirt leaving him in his black spandex shorts on, he walks in the living room and runs directly Bulma.
"Watch where you going woman." Vegeta said roughly, noticing the mad look on her face. "What the hell is your problem?" he asked. Bulma got up brushing herself off.
"One YOU! And two, the A/C is broken and dad is the only one who can fix it and that's why its so damn hot in the house. What is the matter with you." She said putting her hands on her hips.
"Its hot in the Gravity room. What is a A/C" He asked looking confused. Bulma rose her hands in the air. Vegeta moved over to the couch to sit.
"The A/C is short for air conditioner, it keeps the air cool in the house and the Gravity room. Since the GR is metal and so it gets hotter then normal." She stated, Vegeta just looked at her and turned away as he understood what she meant.
"Then get me something cold to drink." He calmly stated crossing his arms across his chest. Bulma "Humph" and walked over to the kitchen and grabbed a soda out of the fridge and walked back to the living area and up the stairs a little, she popped open the soda, Vegeta whipped his head around giving her an evil glare, she then took a big drink. Vegeta eyes went wide, he quickly jumped up and went after her.
"That was supposed to be my drink." He yelled. Bulma got an evil grin on her face as she giggled running to her room, she knew that Vegeta wouldn't enter her room with out permission, before he could get to her she was in her room, she had an advantage of being a few steps ahead of him. Bulma finished her soda before she went down stairs, when she got there she noticed all the pop cans laying on the ground and Vegeta smirking evilly at her with his arms crossed sitting on the couch. They didn't say anything, Bulma just "humph" and sat next to Vegeta on the other end of the couch. The silence was broken by the phone ringing, Bulma got up from where she was sitting and made her way to the phone and looked at the caller ID and seen that it was Yamcha that was calling.
"Jerk" She said walking back to the couch, Vegeta looked at her confused and annoyed.
"Well aren't you going to answer that damn thing" He growled.
"No. . .Its Yamcha calling and I don't want to talk to him right now." Bulma said watching Mortal Kombat on TV After a few more rings the phone stopped ringing. "Good he stopped calling." A few minutes went by and the phone started ringing again. "Damn it" Sighed Bulma staying where she was, Vegeta growled annoyed and shot up and stomped over the phone.
"What" yelled Vegeta.
"Whoa Vegeta. . .be a good monkey prince and put Bulma on the phone." Yamcha said with sarcasm.
"If I were you I would refrain from using that name." Vegeta lowly growled. "That woman isn't here."
"Come on Vegeta I know she is now give her the phone."
"You are as stupid as you are weak. I wouldn't be answering this damn annoying contraption if that woman was here." Vegeta hung up the phone and walked back to the couch, he knew Yamcha wouldn't be calling back any time soon. Bulma looked at Vegeta confused and thankful, but she didn't want to read anything into it. It was as hot as hot inside doors as it was out side, so they both remained indoors with something to do, they watched a couple of fighting movies. Bulma hooked up a PS2 and both her and Vegeta played as sorts of fighting games and racing games, in video games they seemed equal. When the sun went down it cooled down some but it was still muggy hot, Vegeta went out to try to train Bulma went to her lab to try to work. After a few minutes in her lab she started to sweat so she decided to take off her shirt leaving her in her jean shorts and a black sports bra, she decided to get some bottled water. Vegeta was in the GR training he looked down and realized that he was out of water, he walked into the kitchen and in front of him was Bulma chugging down some water, she hadn't notice that he was behind her so when she turned around she was startled. Vegeta notice that she was wearing just a pair of shorts and a sports bra, Bulma seen that Vegeta was just wearing a pair of spandex shorts, they both stared at each other for a few minutes when it was broke by the phone ringing again. Wanting to get out to the uncomfortable situation Bulma went to the phone.
"Hello"
"Hey Bulma how was your trip to the mall?" asked a excited Yamcha. Bulma sighed.
"Its none of your business." She said trying to sound rude as she was watching Vegeta leaving for the gravity room.
"Hey look I'm sorry about last night but-" he was about to give one of his excuses when Bulma cut him off.
"Can you hold on for a few minutes so I can use the phone in my room." She asked Yamcha just replied a "sure" Bulma put him on hold and went to her room. Bulma and Yamcha talked on the phone which to Bulma seemed like hours, they decided that they needed a break for a while it was a mutual agreement. After the phone conversation Bulma laid her head down and feel asleep. She started dreaming; A warm golden light surrounded her, she felt safe like it was holding her, protecting her, she was enjoying this feeling. Bulma woke up thirsty making the feeling she had from her dream disappeared making her feel empty once again.
Bulma got out of bed, she looked out the window and seen that the GR light was off she ignored it though. She was walking down the hall when she could see a dim light in the living room, she thought it was Vegeta. She started walking down the stairs, she let out a dry cough from being thirsty. She made it down the stairs and was going to walk to the kitchen when two hands grabbed her she was about to scream when a hand moved over he mouth.
"I wouldn't scream if I were you bitch." Said a low voice she did recognize the voice and it scarred her, but she did recognize a sharp cold tool against her neck.
A/N- Ok what do you think. I hope you like the cliffhanger. Please Review- Thank you.
Next time-What will happen will some one come to her rescue- read the next chapter to find out.
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Vegeta's in the gravity room trying to train but his mind keeps thinking about Yamcha being all over Bulma, he didn't like the thought. (What is it about that woman that won't let me stop thinking about her.) He continued to throw kicks and punches when he heard a honking noise coming from the front of C.C. He looks out the small window and he could see a van with the logo-Fancy Dinners- on it side and a dork man in a tuxedo trying to look nice walk to the door. "So the woman admits that she can't cook for a weakling" he chuckled to himself, a few seconds later he sees Bulma walk in with the bags then he noticed what she was wearing. She was wearing a long white satin dress that accentuated ever curve of her body and it had slits on the side going up to her thighs and it was low cut in front and back. She leaned over the table a bit setting the plates down, Vegeta caught a bit of her cleavage, all he could do was stare, then he realized that she wasn't dressed up for him but for Yamcha, he took on last look at and went back to training figuring Yamcha would show up any minute now.
An hour went and Vegeta was training extra hard trying to keep his mind off of Bulma but there wasn't much luck, so he decided to take a water break, he looked threw the window expecting Bulma to be smiling and laughing with that weak excuse for a human. He looked out and seen something totally different then what he had expected, he seen Bulma sitting in the chair not smiling nor laughing but sitting there with elbows the table and her fingers laced together and her head sitting on her hands, looking hurt, mad at the same time. Vegeta stood there dumbfounded, Bulma had been talking about this date for two days now, she even went out and bought a new dress for the occasion. He suddenly realized that he had been too busy trying to keep his mind off of her he didn't even feel Yamcha's ki near. He felt the urge to go in there and eat with her.( Why I'm I going to do this.) he asked himself as he left the GR.
It had been an hour and still no sign of Yamcha, Bulma had been sitting at the table anxiously waiting for him but deep down in side she knew that he wouldn't show up. Tears slowly ran down Bulma's face as she lifted the tray lid that kept the food hot, she really didn't feel like eating this nice meal buy her self she then heard the back door open. Bulma quickly wiped the tears away she knew that Vegeta was the one who walked in she didn't want to him to see her cry. Vegeta quickly took note that she was crying so he was going to try not to say anything that you make her cry more, he took a sit across Bulma and began eating. When Bulma watched Vegeta sit down she wasn't mad, but for some strange reason eating this kind of dinner made her enjoy Vegeta being there instead of Yamcha.
"Why" Vegeta asked, Bulma looked up at him confused.
"Why what" she asked back.
"Why do you let that weakling take advantage of you." He asked. Bulma was about to retort, when she realized what he said was true, she sighed.
"Your right Vegeta" She stated calmly. "I don't know why myself." She put her plate in the sink and went up stairs to get some much-needed rest. Vegeta went up shortly after her.
Vegeta laid in bed trying to sleep but hearing the annoying sound that Bulma was making crying over Yamcha kept him up so he decided to sleep out that night. The next day Bulma woke up around 12:30 in the afternoon, she looked at her clock and seen what time it was and she sat up right, she felt sweaty so decided to take a cool shower. She was in the shower and kept thinking why didn't Vegeta wake her up this morning wanting some breakfast. Bulma got out of the shower and tried blow drying her hair but quickly realized that it was too hot to do it so she put her hair up in a bun to get her hair off her back, then went to go turn the A/C on.
"Damn it! It's the hottest day of the year and the damn A/C doesn't work and for some reason dad is the only one who knows how to fix it!" Bulma yelled trying to fix that A/C but having no luck at all, so she finally decides to open some windows. She opens some windows and feels a warm breeze. Vegeta emerges from the gravity room and into the house.
"Damn it what's wrong with the GR its too hot to train, I must be going soft, I use to be able to withstand more heat then that, this planet is making me soft." Vegeta walks in the house taking off his white T-shirt leaving him in his black spandex shorts on, he walks in the living room and runs directly Bulma.
"Watch where you going woman." Vegeta said roughly, noticing the mad look on her face. "What the hell is your problem?" he asked. Bulma got up brushing herself off.
"One YOU! And two, the A/C is broken and dad is the only one who can fix it and that's why its so damn hot in the house. What is the matter with you." She said putting her hands on her hips.
"Its hot in the Gravity room. What is a A/C" He asked looking confused. Bulma rose her hands in the air. Vegeta moved over to the couch to sit.
"The A/C is short for air conditioner, it keeps the air cool in the house and the Gravity room. Since the GR is metal and so it gets hotter then normal." She stated, Vegeta just looked at her and turned away as he understood what she meant.
"Then get me something cold to drink." He calmly stated crossing his arms across his chest. Bulma "Humph" and walked over to the kitchen and grabbed a soda out of the fridge and walked back to the living area and up the stairs a little, she popped open the soda, Vegeta whipped his head around giving her an evil glare, she then took a big drink. Vegeta eyes went wide, he quickly jumped up and went after her.
"That was supposed to be my drink." He yelled. Bulma got an evil grin on her face as she giggled running to her room, she knew that Vegeta wouldn't enter her room with out permission, before he could get to her she was in her room, she had an advantage of being a few steps ahead of him. Bulma finished her soda before she went down stairs, when she got there she noticed all the pop cans laying on the ground and Vegeta smirking evilly at her with his arms crossed sitting on the couch. They didn't say anything, Bulma just "humph" and sat next to Vegeta on the other end of the couch. The silence was broken by the phone ringing, Bulma got up from where she was sitting and made her way to the phone and looked at the caller ID and seen that it was Yamcha that was calling.
"Jerk" She said walking back to the couch, Vegeta looked at her confused and annoyed.
"Well aren't you going to answer that damn thing" He growled.
"No. . .Its Yamcha calling and I don't want to talk to him right now." Bulma said watching Mortal Kombat on TV After a few more rings the phone stopped ringing. "Good he stopped calling." A few minutes went by and the phone started ringing again. "Damn it" Sighed Bulma staying where she was, Vegeta growled annoyed and shot up and stomped over the phone.
"What" yelled Vegeta.
"Whoa Vegeta. . .be a good monkey prince and put Bulma on the phone." Yamcha said with sarcasm.
"If I were you I would refrain from using that name." Vegeta lowly growled. "That woman isn't here."
"Come on Vegeta I know she is now give her the phone."
"You are as stupid as you are weak. I wouldn't be answering this damn annoying contraption if that woman was here." Vegeta hung up the phone and walked back to the couch, he knew Yamcha wouldn't be calling back any time soon. Bulma looked at Vegeta confused and thankful, but she didn't want to read anything into it. It was as hot as hot inside doors as it was out side, so they both remained indoors with something to do, they watched a couple of fighting movies. Bulma hooked up a PS2 and both her and Vegeta played as sorts of fighting games and racing games, in video games they seemed equal. When the sun went down it cooled down some but it was still muggy hot, Vegeta went out to try to train Bulma went to her lab to try to work. After a few minutes in her lab she started to sweat so she decided to take off her shirt leaving her in her jean shorts and a black sports bra, she decided to get some bottled water. Vegeta was in the GR training he looked down and realized that he was out of water, he walked into the kitchen and in front of him was Bulma chugging down some water, she hadn't notice that he was behind her so when she turned around she was startled. Vegeta notice that she was wearing just a pair of shorts and a sports bra, Bulma seen that Vegeta was just wearing a pair of spandex shorts, they both stared at each other for a few minutes when it was broke by the phone ringing again. Wanting to get out to the uncomfortable situation Bulma went to the phone.
"Hello"
"Hey Bulma how was your trip to the mall?" asked a excited Yamcha. Bulma sighed.
"Its none of your business." She said trying to sound rude as she was watching Vegeta leaving for the gravity room.
"Hey look I'm sorry about last night but-" he was about to give one of his excuses when Bulma cut him off.
"Can you hold on for a few minutes so I can use the phone in my room." She asked Yamcha just replied a "sure" Bulma put him on hold and went to her room. Bulma and Yamcha talked on the phone which to Bulma seemed like hours, they decided that they needed a break for a while it was a mutual agreement. After the phone conversation Bulma laid her head down and feel asleep. She started dreaming; A warm golden light surrounded her, she felt safe like it was holding her, protecting her, she was enjoying this feeling. Bulma woke up thirsty making the feeling she had from her dream disappeared making her feel empty once again.
Bulma got out of bed, she looked out the window and seen that the GR light was off she ignored it though. She was walking down the hall when she could see a dim light in the living room, she thought it was Vegeta. She started walking down the stairs, she let out a dry cough from being thirsty. She made it down the stairs and was going to walk to the kitchen when two hands grabbed her she was about to scream when a hand moved over he mouth.
"I wouldn't scream if I were you bitch." Said a low voice she did recognize the voice and it scarred her, but she did recognize a sharp cold tool against her neck.
A/N- Ok what do you think. I hope you like the cliffhanger. Please Review- Thank you.
Next time-What will happen will some one come to her rescue- read the next chapter to find out.
