Disclaimer: I stopped wishing upon a shooting star for DBZ to be mine! -.-
I also don't own Chick-fil-a restturaunts. O.O
A/N: Everyone are boxers!?
Chapter 3:
Persistent Blue!
Vegeta opened his eyes slowly, letting the temporary fuzzy haze to dispell. In the mean time he sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed and sat there.
With his vision cleared, Vegeta stood up, letting the black silk sheet slide down his legs and into a spiraling heap at his feet. He stepped over the puddle of silk and walked to the bathroom, nude as the day he was born.
He stepped into the shower, turning the knob, and stood there, ignoring the searing hot water falling on his tired muscles. He grunted and stepped out. He flared his ki and dried immedietly. He walked to his closet and yanked black training pants, pair of boxers, and a black tank top off there hangers and began to dress quickly.
Vegeta ran downstairs and into his kitchen. He wasn't a great chef, but he knew what was necesary and how to it. Toast, sunny side egg, and orange juice was enough for him. Downing his breakfast, he looked out the window and saw the sun rise slowly. He grunted, only reminded of how time pasts. he stood up and walked to his front door, he opened it and looked both ways, the streets were free of cars, and the air was cleansed of pollution.
Vegeta walked down his steps and leaned against the tree, the same tree e trapped the fiery blue female the day before. he did his stretches, all the while thinking of the blue hair writter absent-mindedly. Sick of his lack of concentration, Vegeta began to jog down the street. This was his usual procedure, 10 runs around his neighborhood and the park.
By the time he was on his 8th run, he felt eyes on his back, he slowed down his pace and looked behind him, only cars filled with bussiness people heading off to work was all Vegeta saw. he continued to jog, and totally ignored the dark blue car with tinted windows that rounded the corner in desprate but hidden pursuit of the royal jogger.
Vegeta continued to jog, he was about to stop when he felt eyes on him again. He ended his jog and leaned against the thick stone rails to his home. He watched the car park across the street under a predatory eye. Sick of feeling the way he was feeling he stomed across the street and walked up to the car. He could barely make out the figure that was inside. He baned his fist against the roof if the car, tappingthe window for attention wasn't his thing.
The window rolled down and much to his displeasure..........
"You"
was Bulma!
"Top of the morning to you sexy!"
Vegeta growled.
"How dare you stalk me?"
"You call what i did stalking, tsk tsk tsk Vegeta, I have much more observing to do" Bulma said playfully.
*What exactly does she want to observe of me?* Vegeta thought.
"Stop following me woman!" Vegeta growled.
"Not till I get my story"
"Why is this necesarry?"
"Most investors and gamblers like to know what their betting their money on you know, so my father's paper likes to educate everyone on the newest boxers in town."
"Do someone else" Vegeta said curtly.
"Can't, a lot of people want to know about you. Your past, your daily schedule, every little detail about you"
"Absurd!"
Vegeta stepped away and prepared to go down to the gym.
"We'll talk later Vegeta!" Bulma screamed to Vegeta.
Vegeta took to the air, hoping the woman would leave him alone, he just didn't have the heart to snap her twig like neck. He neglected to continue his regular schedule and return to his home and do training there, he wanted to get away from her as possible.
~ gym ~
Vegeta entered the gym, earning the early risers who were there.
"Well Vegeta, you're a hour early? What for?" Master Roshi.
"I'm being stalked by a blue shrieking shrew"
"Oh you mean Bulma? Well you know she's a persistent thing"
"I've heard"
Master Roshi decided to give up on trying to talk to Vegeta, he went back to his office. Vegeta stepped onto a mat and began to do a serious amount of situps and pushups.
~ across town ~
Goku walked up to the Chick-fil-a, ready to pick Chi Chi up, litterally so he could take her down to the gym. Her breakfast shift was just about to end. He walked in was greeted by the smells of breakfast. He sighed happily and spotted Chi Chi at the register.
"Hi Chi Chi"
"Oh is it that time already?"
"You don't need to rush" Goku said.
"No, I want to hurry so I can start my training"
"I've never seen a more dedicated person, other than Vegeta. What's your driving force?"
"Well, to be honest, I like keeping my body up ti shape, and I also like to vent my frustration in boxing"
"I guess those are reasons. Ready to go?" Goku asked.
"Yeah let me get my stuff."
"And where do you think your going?"
Chi Chi gazed up at her manager.
"I'm leaving sir. My shift is over." Chi Chi said.
"Oh no you don't. You still have 5 minutes and customers to serve!"
"There's no one here right now. And what's 5 minutes?" Chi Chi raised her voice.
"That's it, either it's your job, or you can leave"
The manager smirked, assuming he won this war.
"Alright" Chi Chi said softly.
Chi Chi's manager's smile grew.
"I QUIT!" Chi Chi screamed.
The scream startled her manager, making him fall on his big butt. Chi Chi hopped over the counter with her purse and gym bag in hand. She turned around suddenly.
"Oh and the food here taste's like shit!"
Chi Chi huffed and kicked the doors open, with a frightened Goku right behind her.
~ gym , hours later~
Chi Chi was pissed, beyond pissed. On her way out she took a picture of her manager that was on the side of the building, taped it to one of the punching bags and fired away punches filled with frustration.
"Ouch....Ow....Oh you got me!"
"Goku sound more convincing!" Chi Chi growled.
Chi Chi also instructed that Goku make painful sound effects whilst punching the bag. Goku was doing a bad job.
On the other side of the room, Vegeta finished having a chat with Master Roshi about his nect match. Suddenly Vegeta looked up and saw Bulma walking towards him. He groaned in irritation.
"Woman"
"I told you I would be back"
*Wait a minute, the woman wanted to know and experience my daily schedule?* Vegeta thought.
Vegeta put on a snister grin, making Vegeta scoff in irritation.
"What are you grinning at?"
"Okay, you want to know my schedule?" Vegeta asked.
"Yes and experience it for myself, I do this with all the boxers"
"Well, I'll let you experience a day with me. You have to do the exact things I do each morning."
"That'll be a breeze. I'll stop by your house later today, I have to pack a few things" Bulma said happily. "I knew you'd come around"
Bulma walked away and left the gym. Vegeta began to chuckle.
*That woman has no idea what's she's in for* Vegeta thought.
Yes, what IS Bulma in for? Can she live through Vegeta's schedule, and will Chi Chi and Goku get any closer?
Wait till next time. But for now, show you're love for the story and review!
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I also don't own Chick-fil-a restturaunts. O.O
A/N: Everyone are boxers!?
Chapter 3:
Persistent Blue!
Vegeta opened his eyes slowly, letting the temporary fuzzy haze to dispell. In the mean time he sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed and sat there.
With his vision cleared, Vegeta stood up, letting the black silk sheet slide down his legs and into a spiraling heap at his feet. He stepped over the puddle of silk and walked to the bathroom, nude as the day he was born.
He stepped into the shower, turning the knob, and stood there, ignoring the searing hot water falling on his tired muscles. He grunted and stepped out. He flared his ki and dried immedietly. He walked to his closet and yanked black training pants, pair of boxers, and a black tank top off there hangers and began to dress quickly.
Vegeta ran downstairs and into his kitchen. He wasn't a great chef, but he knew what was necesary and how to it. Toast, sunny side egg, and orange juice was enough for him. Downing his breakfast, he looked out the window and saw the sun rise slowly. He grunted, only reminded of how time pasts. he stood up and walked to his front door, he opened it and looked both ways, the streets were free of cars, and the air was cleansed of pollution.
Vegeta walked down his steps and leaned against the tree, the same tree e trapped the fiery blue female the day before. he did his stretches, all the while thinking of the blue hair writter absent-mindedly. Sick of his lack of concentration, Vegeta began to jog down the street. This was his usual procedure, 10 runs around his neighborhood and the park.
By the time he was on his 8th run, he felt eyes on his back, he slowed down his pace and looked behind him, only cars filled with bussiness people heading off to work was all Vegeta saw. he continued to jog, and totally ignored the dark blue car with tinted windows that rounded the corner in desprate but hidden pursuit of the royal jogger.
Vegeta continued to jog, he was about to stop when he felt eyes on him again. He ended his jog and leaned against the thick stone rails to his home. He watched the car park across the street under a predatory eye. Sick of feeling the way he was feeling he stomed across the street and walked up to the car. He could barely make out the figure that was inside. He baned his fist against the roof if the car, tappingthe window for attention wasn't his thing.
The window rolled down and much to his displeasure..........
"You"
was Bulma!
"Top of the morning to you sexy!"
Vegeta growled.
"How dare you stalk me?"
"You call what i did stalking, tsk tsk tsk Vegeta, I have much more observing to do" Bulma said playfully.
*What exactly does she want to observe of me?* Vegeta thought.
"Stop following me woman!" Vegeta growled.
"Not till I get my story"
"Why is this necesarry?"
"Most investors and gamblers like to know what their betting their money on you know, so my father's paper likes to educate everyone on the newest boxers in town."
"Do someone else" Vegeta said curtly.
"Can't, a lot of people want to know about you. Your past, your daily schedule, every little detail about you"
"Absurd!"
Vegeta stepped away and prepared to go down to the gym.
"We'll talk later Vegeta!" Bulma screamed to Vegeta.
Vegeta took to the air, hoping the woman would leave him alone, he just didn't have the heart to snap her twig like neck. He neglected to continue his regular schedule and return to his home and do training there, he wanted to get away from her as possible.
~ gym ~
Vegeta entered the gym, earning the early risers who were there.
"Well Vegeta, you're a hour early? What for?" Master Roshi.
"I'm being stalked by a blue shrieking shrew"
"Oh you mean Bulma? Well you know she's a persistent thing"
"I've heard"
Master Roshi decided to give up on trying to talk to Vegeta, he went back to his office. Vegeta stepped onto a mat and began to do a serious amount of situps and pushups.
~ across town ~
Goku walked up to the Chick-fil-a, ready to pick Chi Chi up, litterally so he could take her down to the gym. Her breakfast shift was just about to end. He walked in was greeted by the smells of breakfast. He sighed happily and spotted Chi Chi at the register.
"Hi Chi Chi"
"Oh is it that time already?"
"You don't need to rush" Goku said.
"No, I want to hurry so I can start my training"
"I've never seen a more dedicated person, other than Vegeta. What's your driving force?"
"Well, to be honest, I like keeping my body up ti shape, and I also like to vent my frustration in boxing"
"I guess those are reasons. Ready to go?" Goku asked.
"Yeah let me get my stuff."
"And where do you think your going?"
Chi Chi gazed up at her manager.
"I'm leaving sir. My shift is over." Chi Chi said.
"Oh no you don't. You still have 5 minutes and customers to serve!"
"There's no one here right now. And what's 5 minutes?" Chi Chi raised her voice.
"That's it, either it's your job, or you can leave"
The manager smirked, assuming he won this war.
"Alright" Chi Chi said softly.
Chi Chi's manager's smile grew.
"I QUIT!" Chi Chi screamed.
The scream startled her manager, making him fall on his big butt. Chi Chi hopped over the counter with her purse and gym bag in hand. She turned around suddenly.
"Oh and the food here taste's like shit!"
Chi Chi huffed and kicked the doors open, with a frightened Goku right behind her.
~ gym , hours later~
Chi Chi was pissed, beyond pissed. On her way out she took a picture of her manager that was on the side of the building, taped it to one of the punching bags and fired away punches filled with frustration.
"Ouch....Ow....Oh you got me!"
"Goku sound more convincing!" Chi Chi growled.
Chi Chi also instructed that Goku make painful sound effects whilst punching the bag. Goku was doing a bad job.
On the other side of the room, Vegeta finished having a chat with Master Roshi about his nect match. Suddenly Vegeta looked up and saw Bulma walking towards him. He groaned in irritation.
"Woman"
"I told you I would be back"
*Wait a minute, the woman wanted to know and experience my daily schedule?* Vegeta thought.
Vegeta put on a snister grin, making Vegeta scoff in irritation.
"What are you grinning at?"
"Okay, you want to know my schedule?" Vegeta asked.
"Yes and experience it for myself, I do this with all the boxers"
"Well, I'll let you experience a day with me. You have to do the exact things I do each morning."
"That'll be a breeze. I'll stop by your house later today, I have to pack a few things" Bulma said happily. "I knew you'd come around"
Bulma walked away and left the gym. Vegeta began to chuckle.
*That woman has no idea what's she's in for* Vegeta thought.
Yes, what IS Bulma in for? Can she live through Vegeta's schedule, and will Chi Chi and Goku get any closer?
Wait till next time. But for now, show you're love for the story and review!
Review Review Review review review Review Review Review!
If you love the fic, tell me in a review!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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