Hey lookie! I came back! It's a miracle, huh? Sorry it took me sooooo long, I just haven't had any time to update, but I finally got another chap finished, so here goes nothin.
Disclaimer: It still isn't mine people, don't think it ever will be either, however, I could be wrong i suppose.
Ok, here's the fic crystalline, just like I promised, and thanks for making me get up and write, I think. :)
The Vow
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Last time on "THE VOW"
"Now, on to the mall. And since you managed to make me laugh, I wont buy you any pink, how does that sound?"
"That sounds just dandy woman, now would you quit your annoying cackling, and drive already. And this time, no radio, I cant stand you when you get in those girly little crying moods. I don't think there's anything in the world that drives me more crazy than that does."
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They pulled into the entrance to Eastridge Mall within 15 minutes or so, much to Vegeta's relief. He had finally consented to Bulma turning on the radio, upon finding out that when there was no music, she felt she needed to talk, and talk, and talk a little more, and if all else failed, she would talk. Upon carefully weighing each side of the problem, he quickly decided that listening to someone else's noise had to be better than listening to HER'S.
"Damn Woman! Would you watch where you're going? You nearly ran over that woman back there! Hmm, on second thought, let's go back, I'll hold her down, you run her over, deal?" Vegeta said, a bit too seriously for Bulma's tastes.
"Has anyone ever told you that you've got a seriously warped sense of humor? Because if they haven't, then I will." Bulma teased him, almost adding a poke in the ribs, but upon seeing the irritated look on the face of the saiyan prince, she thought better of it.
"Can we just go in and get this thing over with already? I''m missing valuable training time as it is, must you take anymore than necessary?" Vegeta shot back, not looking forward to the torture that the humans liked to call "shopping".
"Jeez Vegeta, hold your horses, just lemme grab my purse and we can go in. ok?" Vegeta walked over to the side of the car where Bulma was standing. She leaned the driver's seat up, and bent over to grab her purse out of the backseat. She had been hoping that he was looking at her, but when she turned back around, she was dissappointed to fin him facing the other way. She just assumed that they had been there the whole time, but Vegeta knew that that definately wasn't the case. As a matter of fact, he had only turned around a split second before she stood up. But, what she didn't know wouldn't hurt her.
"Ok, let's go. And please, no terrorizing the sales people, ok? I remember what happened the last time I took you shopping." Bulma grimaced at the thought. There had been widespread panic when he had slammed one poor man into a wall because they didn't have the size that he needed in a pair of pants.
"Aww, must you spoil all of my fun? Fine, let's just make this snappy, shall we? I'll head my way, you head yours, when I'm done, I'll come find you, because I know there's no way in hell that you'll be done before I am." Vegeta said before walking off to find the Men's department.
Bulma stood there for a minute before she walked off, shaking her head the entire time.
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45 minutes, and a hundred dresses later, Bulma had almost given up. She had one more dress to try, and it wasn't one of her favorites, but she was desperate, so she tried it anyway. It really didn't have much to it at all, and that was precisely the problem. It was a tight fitting in the bust, showing off her ample breasts, and came down to her ankles. It had slits on either side that ran ALL the way up the dress, and the two halves were held together with silver bands that ran along the sides, leaving her sides completely naked, barely managing to cover her breasts and backside. The black color made her look even smaller than she already was, and the silver high heeled sandals she wore with it made her legs look longer. It was a definate winner. There was no way Guys wouldn't be drooling over her, no way in hell.
She twirled around in the mirror once more before taking off the dress and walking from the dressing room toward the counter to pay for it. She had been glancing at her feet, so she didn't notice the person in front of her, she never knew anything until she hit a brick wall, better known as Vegeta.
"Watch where you're going woman! It's bad enough you had to drag me to this hell hole! Now you're trying to run me over too? I got my stuff, you got yours, can we go now? I've wasted enough time here." Vegeta said to her, rather impatiently.
"Vegeta, I've just found the most gorgeous dress ever made, not even you could ruin my perfect mood tonight. So now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go pay so that we can go home." She said before side stepping around him.
Vegeta let his eyes roam for a moment before he decided that his feet were awfully interesting looking. He must have stood there like that longer than he thought, because soon Bulma was snapping her fingers in front of him, shaking him from his reverie.
"Earth to Vegeta, come in Vegeta! Helllllo? Anybody home?" She asked him, she was just about to smack him before he turned to look at her. "Jeez Vegeta, what were you doing? Sleepin?"
"No dumbass, I wasn't sleeping, I was meditating. It took you so long that I decided that I should be doing some kind of training. Are you done now? I'm growing more and more impatient woman, just a warning woman. I'll....." Vegeta was cut off as another male voice cut him mid sentence.
"Hey Vegeta! Hey Bulma! What're you doing here? I mean, I know why you're here Bulma, but Vegeta, why are you here? OOOOhhh!! Hey Bulma, whatcha got in the bag? Can I see? Can I see?" Goku asked her, rather excitedly.
"Not now Goku, but I tell you what, I'm going out tonight, why don't you come over and spar with Vegeta tonight and you can see it then, ok?" Bulma asked him sweetly.
"Sure, I can do that. What time you want me to come over Bulma?" He asked back cheerfully.
"Well, I need to leave by 8:30, so how's 8:15 sound to ya?" She asked him back, noticing the death glare that Vegeta was sending her way.
"Okie Dokie Bulma! I'll see you then, ok. BYE VEGETA!!!!!!!" He practically screamed to the shorter man before speeding off in the other direction.
"WOMAN! Tell me you have a logical explanation for inviting that imbecile over to OUR house! He has his own house! Why can't he stay there?" Vegeta practically begged her,
"Well Vegeta, to tell you the truth, I need a man's opinion on how my dress I got looks, and I figure since I can't get any help from you, I might as well as Goku. Make sense?" She explained sincerely
"Not really woman, but then again, nothing that you EVER do makes much sense to me. NOW, LET'S GO! MOVE MOVE MOVE!" He grabbed her shoulders and practically pushed her to the door.
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It was 7:00 and Bulma was running around like an idiot trying to get ready in time. she threw off her clothes and hopped into the shower, letting the hot water relax her nerves. She didn't know why, but for some strange reason, she had a major case of butterflies. She quickly washed herself, and lathered her hair. She put her conditioner on and let it sit while she did a VERY VERY thorough job of shaving, after all, that dress would show any little flaw. She hopped out of the shower at 7:30 and rushed to her vanity to do her hair and make up.
She curled her hair and piled it on top of her head, and she added a bit of silver eyeshadow to her eyes before putting on some sparkly silver lipgloss. The she proceeded to pour herself into her dress, or lack there of. She slid her feet into the silver heels at exactly 8:13, giving her just enough time to give herself a once over in the mirror before heading down the stairs to get the Saiyans reactions.
"I don't know what the big deal is Kakarot, I mean, why is she so dead set on showing us this outfit? She knows I don't give a damn about what she wears. I don't think I'll ever be able to understand these earth women. Ok, it's 8:16, where is that blasted woman?"
"I'm right here Vegeta. So, whaddya think? Is it good, bad, what?" She asked as she walked into the room, turning around slowly to give them the full view. When she didn't hear an answer from either of them, she turned around quickly to see what the problem was, and find it she did. Goku looked as if his eyes were about to pop out of his head, his mouth hanging open a full foot and a half, and he licked his lips unconsciously. Vegeta on the other hand jumped about 4 feet into the air before coming to a hard landing on his bottom. He rubbed his sore backside absently, all the while never taking his eyes off the woman in front of him.
"Woman...I" Was all he managed to choke out before Goku punched him in the side.
"Shhhhhh....I'm trying to remember this man, I don't get these "perks" at home ya know." So the two men went back to oogling the woman in front of them.
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Well, there we go, sorry it wasn't any longer, but I'm about to die if I don't get some sleep. I'll try to update sooner this time, promise. Till next time, don't forget to r/r, and as always, constructive criticsm is appreciated. Buh-Bye!!! :)
Disclaimer: It still isn't mine people, don't think it ever will be either, however, I could be wrong i suppose.
Ok, here's the fic crystalline, just like I promised, and thanks for making me get up and write, I think. :)
The Vow
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Last time on "THE VOW"
"Now, on to the mall. And since you managed to make me laugh, I wont buy you any pink, how does that sound?"
"That sounds just dandy woman, now would you quit your annoying cackling, and drive already. And this time, no radio, I cant stand you when you get in those girly little crying moods. I don't think there's anything in the world that drives me more crazy than that does."
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They pulled into the entrance to Eastridge Mall within 15 minutes or so, much to Vegeta's relief. He had finally consented to Bulma turning on the radio, upon finding out that when there was no music, she felt she needed to talk, and talk, and talk a little more, and if all else failed, she would talk. Upon carefully weighing each side of the problem, he quickly decided that listening to someone else's noise had to be better than listening to HER'S.
"Damn Woman! Would you watch where you're going? You nearly ran over that woman back there! Hmm, on second thought, let's go back, I'll hold her down, you run her over, deal?" Vegeta said, a bit too seriously for Bulma's tastes.
"Has anyone ever told you that you've got a seriously warped sense of humor? Because if they haven't, then I will." Bulma teased him, almost adding a poke in the ribs, but upon seeing the irritated look on the face of the saiyan prince, she thought better of it.
"Can we just go in and get this thing over with already? I''m missing valuable training time as it is, must you take anymore than necessary?" Vegeta shot back, not looking forward to the torture that the humans liked to call "shopping".
"Jeez Vegeta, hold your horses, just lemme grab my purse and we can go in. ok?" Vegeta walked over to the side of the car where Bulma was standing. She leaned the driver's seat up, and bent over to grab her purse out of the backseat. She had been hoping that he was looking at her, but when she turned back around, she was dissappointed to fin him facing the other way. She just assumed that they had been there the whole time, but Vegeta knew that that definately wasn't the case. As a matter of fact, he had only turned around a split second before she stood up. But, what she didn't know wouldn't hurt her.
"Ok, let's go. And please, no terrorizing the sales people, ok? I remember what happened the last time I took you shopping." Bulma grimaced at the thought. There had been widespread panic when he had slammed one poor man into a wall because they didn't have the size that he needed in a pair of pants.
"Aww, must you spoil all of my fun? Fine, let's just make this snappy, shall we? I'll head my way, you head yours, when I'm done, I'll come find you, because I know there's no way in hell that you'll be done before I am." Vegeta said before walking off to find the Men's department.
Bulma stood there for a minute before she walked off, shaking her head the entire time.
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45 minutes, and a hundred dresses later, Bulma had almost given up. She had one more dress to try, and it wasn't one of her favorites, but she was desperate, so she tried it anyway. It really didn't have much to it at all, and that was precisely the problem. It was a tight fitting in the bust, showing off her ample breasts, and came down to her ankles. It had slits on either side that ran ALL the way up the dress, and the two halves were held together with silver bands that ran along the sides, leaving her sides completely naked, barely managing to cover her breasts and backside. The black color made her look even smaller than she already was, and the silver high heeled sandals she wore with it made her legs look longer. It was a definate winner. There was no way Guys wouldn't be drooling over her, no way in hell.
She twirled around in the mirror once more before taking off the dress and walking from the dressing room toward the counter to pay for it. She had been glancing at her feet, so she didn't notice the person in front of her, she never knew anything until she hit a brick wall, better known as Vegeta.
"Watch where you're going woman! It's bad enough you had to drag me to this hell hole! Now you're trying to run me over too? I got my stuff, you got yours, can we go now? I've wasted enough time here." Vegeta said to her, rather impatiently.
"Vegeta, I've just found the most gorgeous dress ever made, not even you could ruin my perfect mood tonight. So now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go pay so that we can go home." She said before side stepping around him.
Vegeta let his eyes roam for a moment before he decided that his feet were awfully interesting looking. He must have stood there like that longer than he thought, because soon Bulma was snapping her fingers in front of him, shaking him from his reverie.
"Earth to Vegeta, come in Vegeta! Helllllo? Anybody home?" She asked him, she was just about to smack him before he turned to look at her. "Jeez Vegeta, what were you doing? Sleepin?"
"No dumbass, I wasn't sleeping, I was meditating. It took you so long that I decided that I should be doing some kind of training. Are you done now? I'm growing more and more impatient woman, just a warning woman. I'll....." Vegeta was cut off as another male voice cut him mid sentence.
"Hey Vegeta! Hey Bulma! What're you doing here? I mean, I know why you're here Bulma, but Vegeta, why are you here? OOOOhhh!! Hey Bulma, whatcha got in the bag? Can I see? Can I see?" Goku asked her, rather excitedly.
"Not now Goku, but I tell you what, I'm going out tonight, why don't you come over and spar with Vegeta tonight and you can see it then, ok?" Bulma asked him sweetly.
"Sure, I can do that. What time you want me to come over Bulma?" He asked back cheerfully.
"Well, I need to leave by 8:30, so how's 8:15 sound to ya?" She asked him back, noticing the death glare that Vegeta was sending her way.
"Okie Dokie Bulma! I'll see you then, ok. BYE VEGETA!!!!!!!" He practically screamed to the shorter man before speeding off in the other direction.
"WOMAN! Tell me you have a logical explanation for inviting that imbecile over to OUR house! He has his own house! Why can't he stay there?" Vegeta practically begged her,
"Well Vegeta, to tell you the truth, I need a man's opinion on how my dress I got looks, and I figure since I can't get any help from you, I might as well as Goku. Make sense?" She explained sincerely
"Not really woman, but then again, nothing that you EVER do makes much sense to me. NOW, LET'S GO! MOVE MOVE MOVE!" He grabbed her shoulders and practically pushed her to the door.
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It was 7:00 and Bulma was running around like an idiot trying to get ready in time. she threw off her clothes and hopped into the shower, letting the hot water relax her nerves. She didn't know why, but for some strange reason, she had a major case of butterflies. She quickly washed herself, and lathered her hair. She put her conditioner on and let it sit while she did a VERY VERY thorough job of shaving, after all, that dress would show any little flaw. She hopped out of the shower at 7:30 and rushed to her vanity to do her hair and make up.
She curled her hair and piled it on top of her head, and she added a bit of silver eyeshadow to her eyes before putting on some sparkly silver lipgloss. The she proceeded to pour herself into her dress, or lack there of. She slid her feet into the silver heels at exactly 8:13, giving her just enough time to give herself a once over in the mirror before heading down the stairs to get the Saiyans reactions.
"I don't know what the big deal is Kakarot, I mean, why is she so dead set on showing us this outfit? She knows I don't give a damn about what she wears. I don't think I'll ever be able to understand these earth women. Ok, it's 8:16, where is that blasted woman?"
"I'm right here Vegeta. So, whaddya think? Is it good, bad, what?" She asked as she walked into the room, turning around slowly to give them the full view. When she didn't hear an answer from either of them, she turned around quickly to see what the problem was, and find it she did. Goku looked as if his eyes were about to pop out of his head, his mouth hanging open a full foot and a half, and he licked his lips unconsciously. Vegeta on the other hand jumped about 4 feet into the air before coming to a hard landing on his bottom. He rubbed his sore backside absently, all the while never taking his eyes off the woman in front of him.
"Woman...I" Was all he managed to choke out before Goku punched him in the side.
"Shhhhhh....I'm trying to remember this man, I don't get these "perks" at home ya know." So the two men went back to oogling the woman in front of them.
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Well, there we go, sorry it wasn't any longer, but I'm about to die if I don't get some sleep. I'll try to update sooner this time, promise. Till next time, don't forget to r/r, and as always, constructive criticsm is appreciated. Buh-Bye!!! :)