Disclaimer: I do not own DB/DBZ/DBGT in any shape, form, or in
anyway whatsoever. I do not own the chars, the places,
timelines, nor do I own anything that remotely resembles
anything from the show's respective properties. I do own a few
things. Like unknown places (Towns, malls, ect...), I own a few
chars like Bulma's friend Brit and a special guest! *Winks*
you'll see! Anyway, here it is. My newest story.
Authors Note: This is a romance tale of how Veggie and Bulma got together and the battle they faced to reach tha place of love for one another. This has no sex in it, so don't expect it. I don't do sex scenes. But it will have violence. I donno what else. (Of course i don't! I have barely started this story at the time of this disclaimers pass by) Anyway, on with the story folks! Congratulations
Wishful dreams, tattered hearts
© Bre 2001, all rights reserved
Rated: PG- 13
Chapter One
As the sun rose slowly above the horizon, people in there twenties and thirties jogged alone the paved streets along side Capsule Corp. The rays of the sun washed over all those who chose that sunrise hour to jog.
In a building mere foot from the peaceful street, Capsule Corp. stood tall and silent as the sun washed over the building. Inside all was quiet, except for a certain Saiyan Prince who was busily rummaging thing the cupboards, cabinets, and the shelves of the huge Kitchen in the Capsule Corp. mansion. Grumbling to himself, Vegeta, the Prince of all Saiyans, made three sandwiches. Crabbing the chips and three orange sodas that were left in the refrigerator, he went straight to the table to eat what he called a breakfast.
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Meanwhile, upstairs fast asleep under her fluffy comforters, Bulma lay snuggled and warm under her favorite blankets. Moaning silently, Bulma shifted and moved to a more comfortable position. With the covers now above her head, she instantly felt snugger.
~~~
Finishing off the last of his food, Vegeta's stomach still rumbled. "Blast, why don't that baka woman keep enough food in this house?" he said aloud to no one in particular. Getting up, he stormed up to Bulma's room to complain. When he got there, he opened the door silently. Upon doing so, he gazed upon a sleeping Bulma. Who now was uncovered from the head down to the waist. The soft sheets lay smoothly on her slender form.
Vegeta couldn't help but stare. 'So beautiful....' he could feel his eyes running up and down the form of Bulma, who was unaware of a presents in the room. With Bulma's sudden shifting, Vegeta snapped out of his trance. Growling, he walked over to Bulma's sleeping form. "Wake up woman!" He shook her awake. Bulma, with a tired groan, woke to see a scowling Prince hovering over her. Immediately, Bulma became angered. "Vegeta, what in Kami's name are you doing in my room!?" She said, pulling the covers over her. Vegeta's scowling turned into an amused smirk. "Woman, you and your blasted mother don't buy enough food to feed even an infant. I demand better verities" his smirk was now in a frown. Bulma glared daggered at the almighty prince who enjoyed watching her blossom to anger.
"Why you." Bulma's cheeks turned to a deep red. "We buy enough for an army and you eat it all in one setting! How dare you demand of me!" Bulma was now out of bed and standing nearly nose- to-nose with the angered but amused Saiyan prince. Vegeta's smirk fluid her sudden urge to punch him. "And to top it all off woman!, you didn't make me any breakfast. Because of you, I lost an hour" he was now frowning. His arms tightly crosses, he determined to show this omna whose boss. Bulma snarled. "So, who cares! No one does Vegeta. You know why! Cause you're a jerk that's why!" Bulma's sea blue eyes were a litter storm as she gazed into the eyes of the Saiyan.
That did it. Vegeta was now pissed off. "Woman, if I were you, I would watch what you say" Vegeta's voice held a dangerous venom in his words. Bulma gulped but didn't faze.
Bulma smirked wearily, "Why should I? You wouldn't kill me! After all, if you kill me.. who would be around to fix your gravity room when you oh mighty one broke it. Besides, I don't think you would kill me considering how weak I am and the fact is why waste your energy" Bulma pointed out. Vegeta grinded his clutched teeth. 'Blast! She's right. Curse that woman and her genius intellect' Vegeta silently cursed. But yet, standing here, staring at the one human who dared to stand up to him, he was intrigued. One reason was that her intellect matched his own. As for her anger, that was another thing that amazed him. It reminded him so much of a Saiyans' anger. It excited him to anger her to see the possibilities of her ever untamed rage.
Vegeta didn't realize he was in a trance. That is, not until Bulma waved a hand in his face. He snapped back in, a scowl on his face. "What is it omna?" he growled.
Bulma looked at him, her expression showed concerned curiosity. "I called you 3 times.
All you were doing was staring at me with a strange look" Bulma eyed him, her hands on her delicate hips. "What you mean woman, I'm fine" he humped and crossed his muscular arms across his chest. Bulma cocked her head to the side, unconvinced. Looking at him more closely, she noticed how his arm muscle would ripple when he's biceps would tighten. Bulma could feel her eyes follow his arms to his chest. Bulma became red in the face when she saw his rock hard chest.
Vegeta smirked, "Like what you see woman?" he's cocky smile was wide from ear to ear as he saw her blush different shades of red when she came to the realization just what she was doing. "N..No." Bulma whispered, trying desperately to compose her posture, but she didn't fully succeed. Because everytime she would look at his flawless body, she would over go weak in the knees. "Then stop drooling woman!" Vegeta's sudden words of command help to snap Bulma out of her trance. "Fine Vegeta!!" she said, clutching her fists, she stomped back into her room to get read for work. Slamming the door promptly in the Saiyan prince face.
Vegeta stood there for a long while, then with a growl of annoyance but yet fascination, he walked to his gravity room where he trained for the rest of the day.
Hihi peeps and all you dbz fans alike. So, what did you think of the first chapter of this story!!? Cool? Not cool? Needs work? You suck?? What??!! I really would like reviews!
I will post chapter 2 and 3 soon. And after that, more to come! Ja ne for now!
Authors Note: This is a romance tale of how Veggie and Bulma got together and the battle they faced to reach tha place of love for one another. This has no sex in it, so don't expect it. I don't do sex scenes. But it will have violence. I donno what else. (Of course i don't! I have barely started this story at the time of this disclaimers pass by) Anyway, on with the story folks! Congratulations
Wishful dreams, tattered hearts
© Bre 2001, all rights reserved
Rated: PG- 13
Chapter One
As the sun rose slowly above the horizon, people in there twenties and thirties jogged alone the paved streets along side Capsule Corp. The rays of the sun washed over all those who chose that sunrise hour to jog.
In a building mere foot from the peaceful street, Capsule Corp. stood tall and silent as the sun washed over the building. Inside all was quiet, except for a certain Saiyan Prince who was busily rummaging thing the cupboards, cabinets, and the shelves of the huge Kitchen in the Capsule Corp. mansion. Grumbling to himself, Vegeta, the Prince of all Saiyans, made three sandwiches. Crabbing the chips and three orange sodas that were left in the refrigerator, he went straight to the table to eat what he called a breakfast.
~~~
Meanwhile, upstairs fast asleep under her fluffy comforters, Bulma lay snuggled and warm under her favorite blankets. Moaning silently, Bulma shifted and moved to a more comfortable position. With the covers now above her head, she instantly felt snugger.
~~~
Finishing off the last of his food, Vegeta's stomach still rumbled. "Blast, why don't that baka woman keep enough food in this house?" he said aloud to no one in particular. Getting up, he stormed up to Bulma's room to complain. When he got there, he opened the door silently. Upon doing so, he gazed upon a sleeping Bulma. Who now was uncovered from the head down to the waist. The soft sheets lay smoothly on her slender form.
Vegeta couldn't help but stare. 'So beautiful....' he could feel his eyes running up and down the form of Bulma, who was unaware of a presents in the room. With Bulma's sudden shifting, Vegeta snapped out of his trance. Growling, he walked over to Bulma's sleeping form. "Wake up woman!" He shook her awake. Bulma, with a tired groan, woke to see a scowling Prince hovering over her. Immediately, Bulma became angered. "Vegeta, what in Kami's name are you doing in my room!?" She said, pulling the covers over her. Vegeta's scowling turned into an amused smirk. "Woman, you and your blasted mother don't buy enough food to feed even an infant. I demand better verities" his smirk was now in a frown. Bulma glared daggered at the almighty prince who enjoyed watching her blossom to anger.
"Why you." Bulma's cheeks turned to a deep red. "We buy enough for an army and you eat it all in one setting! How dare you demand of me!" Bulma was now out of bed and standing nearly nose- to-nose with the angered but amused Saiyan prince. Vegeta's smirk fluid her sudden urge to punch him. "And to top it all off woman!, you didn't make me any breakfast. Because of you, I lost an hour" he was now frowning. His arms tightly crosses, he determined to show this omna whose boss. Bulma snarled. "So, who cares! No one does Vegeta. You know why! Cause you're a jerk that's why!" Bulma's sea blue eyes were a litter storm as she gazed into the eyes of the Saiyan.
That did it. Vegeta was now pissed off. "Woman, if I were you, I would watch what you say" Vegeta's voice held a dangerous venom in his words. Bulma gulped but didn't faze.
Bulma smirked wearily, "Why should I? You wouldn't kill me! After all, if you kill me.. who would be around to fix your gravity room when you oh mighty one broke it. Besides, I don't think you would kill me considering how weak I am and the fact is why waste your energy" Bulma pointed out. Vegeta grinded his clutched teeth. 'Blast! She's right. Curse that woman and her genius intellect' Vegeta silently cursed. But yet, standing here, staring at the one human who dared to stand up to him, he was intrigued. One reason was that her intellect matched his own. As for her anger, that was another thing that amazed him. It reminded him so much of a Saiyans' anger. It excited him to anger her to see the possibilities of her ever untamed rage.
Vegeta didn't realize he was in a trance. That is, not until Bulma waved a hand in his face. He snapped back in, a scowl on his face. "What is it omna?" he growled.
Bulma looked at him, her expression showed concerned curiosity. "I called you 3 times.
All you were doing was staring at me with a strange look" Bulma eyed him, her hands on her delicate hips. "What you mean woman, I'm fine" he humped and crossed his muscular arms across his chest. Bulma cocked her head to the side, unconvinced. Looking at him more closely, she noticed how his arm muscle would ripple when he's biceps would tighten. Bulma could feel her eyes follow his arms to his chest. Bulma became red in the face when she saw his rock hard chest.
Vegeta smirked, "Like what you see woman?" he's cocky smile was wide from ear to ear as he saw her blush different shades of red when she came to the realization just what she was doing. "N..No." Bulma whispered, trying desperately to compose her posture, but she didn't fully succeed. Because everytime she would look at his flawless body, she would over go weak in the knees. "Then stop drooling woman!" Vegeta's sudden words of command help to snap Bulma out of her trance. "Fine Vegeta!!" she said, clutching her fists, she stomped back into her room to get read for work. Slamming the door promptly in the Saiyan prince face.
Vegeta stood there for a long while, then with a growl of annoyance but yet fascination, he walked to his gravity room where he trained for the rest of the day.
Hihi peeps and all you dbz fans alike. So, what did you think of the first chapter of this story!!? Cool? Not cool? Needs work? You suck?? What??!! I really would like reviews!
I will post chapter 2 and 3 soon. And after that, more to come! Ja ne for now!
