Okie Dokie, here's the newest installment of The Vow, hope you guys like! Oh, and I'm sorry if anyone took offense to what happened to Yamcha, but come on, wouldn't you think Veggie would kill him? I do...Anywayz, Just wanted to let you guys know I hadn't forgotten about my suprise, So here's the 2nd chap for today...
Disclaimer: Bite me...
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Last time, on The Vow:
"EXCUSE ME? Don't even tell me you think this baby's Yamcha's, I think I'd have to kill you at that point." She sneered back at him, and raised herself from the bed. She stalked over to where he stood and snatched his arm from across his chest, and placed it onto her stomach. "Tell me what you feel Vegeta. Still think it's Yamcha's?" With that, she dropped his arm unceremoniously, and walked from the room herself, leaving a shocked Vegeta behind her...
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Vegeta stood there for a moment, his jaw hanging nearly to the floor, before grabbing Bulma by the arm, and whirling her around to face him. "You mean to tell me...That's MY brat?" He said, pointing to her swollen stomach.
"CHILD, Vegeta. And yes, this is your CHILD." She emphasized.
"How in the hell did that happen?" He screamed at her, before realizing that he still had a death grip on her arm. He loosened his grip on her a bit, but still held her arm lightly.
"Well, gee Vegeta, if I really need to explain it to you. You see, when two people get together..." She began sarcastically.
"I KNOW that much, what I don't know, is how the hell you managed to let yourself become pregnant! You weren't supposed to do that!" Vegeta screamed back, as if trying to place the blame on Bulma.
"Excuse me? There is no way in hell you just said that! You know what Vegeta? Forget it. There's no use in arguing with you... I'm not going to risk the health of MY son for a meaningless fight with the likes of you." She said before yanking her arm away from him, and storming from the room.
Vegeta let her leave at that point, before sliding down the wall, and sitting on the plush carpet. "A son?" He asked aloud before resting his arms on his knees, and leaning his back to rest on the hard wall. "So, she wants to play this game again? Well then, we'll play." He said to himself before placing a devilish smirk on his face, and standing to walk from the room.
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Yamcha lay in a bed, in a private room at Satan City General Hospital. The doctor hadn't been in to see him, yet, so all Yamcha knew of his present predicament was that he was in pain, and lots of it. There was a small knock on his door, and He called back to the person to come in.
A small gray haired man entered, and Yamcha sat up to greet him.
"Well Yamcha, I've got good news and bad...The good news is that we've managed to completely reattach your..ahem...penile area...but, the bad news is, that even after completely healing, your...performance may be...lacking, so to speak." The doctor finished before looking up to face a wide eyed Yamcha.
"No more...And I can't...Jesus man! What about SEX?" He screamed the last word quite loud, causing the doctor to wince.
"Like I said, that's not always the case, I've seen situations where things like this happened, and the male gained full usage back in..oh, say a year or so." The doctor replied enthusiastically.
Yamcha merely paled even more at that. "A YEAR? Why the hell didn't Vegeta just kill me?" He asked himself, before falling back onto his pillows, and drifting off into a not so peaceful sleep.
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Bulma sat on the patio, looking up at the stars. A cold breeze stirred the night air, and she pulled her blanket tighter around her. She unconsciously ran a hand over her swollen belly, and looked down at her arm. five small bruises lined her arm, and she winced when she looked at them. Pulling the blanket tighter once more, she ran a finger over one of the bruises, closing her eyes as she did.
"Are you trying to kill yourself woman? Or did you really want to see me that badly?" Vegeta said mockingly.
"I told you Vegeta, I'm NOT going to fight with you! Why did you even come back? There was obviously nothing of importance here for you, not only that, but you managed to ruin my only shot that I might ever have at being happy. Do you honestly think Yamcha will come near me again? He had taken full responsibility for the son that YOU don't care about Vegeta! Is that what your problem is? Are you angry that I actually found someone who could replace you? Well, if you'll excuse me, I have to go to the hospital to visit my FIANCEE'." Bulma snarled at him, before spinning around to walk away.
Vegeta spun her around, and raised his hand to her. She flinched, and closed her eyes, as if bracing herself for the painful contact. She waited...and waited. She finally mustered up the courage to open her eyes, and there stood Vegeta, his smirk gone, and a look of hurt in his onyx eyes. He brought his hand down slowly to touch her face. And let out a small sigh when she didn't try to flinch away.
"Woman, I may have done alot of things in my life, but I could never bring myself to harm you." Vegeta let go of her arm. "There's no honor in it." It was then that he noticed the bruises on her arm, and mentally kicked
himself. "But, then again, it seems that I already have. Go to your little Human, do whatever you feel is necessary." He spat out the word human as if it would kill him. He looked into her eyes once more before turning on his heel and walking away.
Bulma sat there for a moment, stunned. *What just happened here?* She asked herself before watching Vegeta's retreating form enter the gravity room. She slowly turned and walked back into the house, her mind set on what needed to be done. *I have to do what's best for the baby now...No matter who it hurts, even if it's me...* She switched off her light, and crawled into bed, not even bothering to remove the clothes she had been wearing that day.
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Ohhhh...What's Bulma gonna do? Sorry it was so short guys, but I'm trying to get another chap of Heroes together, plus I'm trying to get two more chappies together for tomorrow, as always r/r, and lemme know what you think! See ya laterz...bye d bye.
Disclaimer: Bite me...
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Last time, on The Vow:
"EXCUSE ME? Don't even tell me you think this baby's Yamcha's, I think I'd have to kill you at that point." She sneered back at him, and raised herself from the bed. She stalked over to where he stood and snatched his arm from across his chest, and placed it onto her stomach. "Tell me what you feel Vegeta. Still think it's Yamcha's?" With that, she dropped his arm unceremoniously, and walked from the room herself, leaving a shocked Vegeta behind her...
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Vegeta stood there for a moment, his jaw hanging nearly to the floor, before grabbing Bulma by the arm, and whirling her around to face him. "You mean to tell me...That's MY brat?" He said, pointing to her swollen stomach.
"CHILD, Vegeta. And yes, this is your CHILD." She emphasized.
"How in the hell did that happen?" He screamed at her, before realizing that he still had a death grip on her arm. He loosened his grip on her a bit, but still held her arm lightly.
"Well, gee Vegeta, if I really need to explain it to you. You see, when two people get together..." She began sarcastically.
"I KNOW that much, what I don't know, is how the hell you managed to let yourself become pregnant! You weren't supposed to do that!" Vegeta screamed back, as if trying to place the blame on Bulma.
"Excuse me? There is no way in hell you just said that! You know what Vegeta? Forget it. There's no use in arguing with you... I'm not going to risk the health of MY son for a meaningless fight with the likes of you." She said before yanking her arm away from him, and storming from the room.
Vegeta let her leave at that point, before sliding down the wall, and sitting on the plush carpet. "A son?" He asked aloud before resting his arms on his knees, and leaning his back to rest on the hard wall. "So, she wants to play this game again? Well then, we'll play." He said to himself before placing a devilish smirk on his face, and standing to walk from the room.
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Yamcha lay in a bed, in a private room at Satan City General Hospital. The doctor hadn't been in to see him, yet, so all Yamcha knew of his present predicament was that he was in pain, and lots of it. There was a small knock on his door, and He called back to the person to come in.
A small gray haired man entered, and Yamcha sat up to greet him.
"Well Yamcha, I've got good news and bad...The good news is that we've managed to completely reattach your..ahem...penile area...but, the bad news is, that even after completely healing, your...performance may be...lacking, so to speak." The doctor finished before looking up to face a wide eyed Yamcha.
"No more...And I can't...Jesus man! What about SEX?" He screamed the last word quite loud, causing the doctor to wince.
"Like I said, that's not always the case, I've seen situations where things like this happened, and the male gained full usage back in..oh, say a year or so." The doctor replied enthusiastically.
Yamcha merely paled even more at that. "A YEAR? Why the hell didn't Vegeta just kill me?" He asked himself, before falling back onto his pillows, and drifting off into a not so peaceful sleep.
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Bulma sat on the patio, looking up at the stars. A cold breeze stirred the night air, and she pulled her blanket tighter around her. She unconsciously ran a hand over her swollen belly, and looked down at her arm. five small bruises lined her arm, and she winced when she looked at them. Pulling the blanket tighter once more, she ran a finger over one of the bruises, closing her eyes as she did.
"Are you trying to kill yourself woman? Or did you really want to see me that badly?" Vegeta said mockingly.
"I told you Vegeta, I'm NOT going to fight with you! Why did you even come back? There was obviously nothing of importance here for you, not only that, but you managed to ruin my only shot that I might ever have at being happy. Do you honestly think Yamcha will come near me again? He had taken full responsibility for the son that YOU don't care about Vegeta! Is that what your problem is? Are you angry that I actually found someone who could replace you? Well, if you'll excuse me, I have to go to the hospital to visit my FIANCEE'." Bulma snarled at him, before spinning around to walk away.
Vegeta spun her around, and raised his hand to her. She flinched, and closed her eyes, as if bracing herself for the painful contact. She waited...and waited. She finally mustered up the courage to open her eyes, and there stood Vegeta, his smirk gone, and a look of hurt in his onyx eyes. He brought his hand down slowly to touch her face. And let out a small sigh when she didn't try to flinch away.
"Woman, I may have done alot of things in my life, but I could never bring myself to harm you." Vegeta let go of her arm. "There's no honor in it." It was then that he noticed the bruises on her arm, and mentally kicked
himself. "But, then again, it seems that I already have. Go to your little Human, do whatever you feel is necessary." He spat out the word human as if it would kill him. He looked into her eyes once more before turning on his heel and walking away.
Bulma sat there for a moment, stunned. *What just happened here?* She asked herself before watching Vegeta's retreating form enter the gravity room. She slowly turned and walked back into the house, her mind set on what needed to be done. *I have to do what's best for the baby now...No matter who it hurts, even if it's me...* She switched off her light, and crawled into bed, not even bothering to remove the clothes she had been wearing that day.
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Ohhhh...What's Bulma gonna do? Sorry it was so short guys, but I'm trying to get another chap of Heroes together, plus I'm trying to get two more chappies together for tomorrow, as always r/r, and lemme know what you think! See ya laterz...bye d bye.