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1 Trails and Tribulations
2 By Salsa Kitty
The Chibi Saga
Chapter Three: Chibi Vegeta and Bulma Not Getting Along (Big surprise there^_^)
King Vegeta dragged his son through the courtyard by the hair. "I told you to be nice…"
"Yeah, but she insulted me!" Vegeta struggled to break free from his grip.
"Women are allowed to insult men," The King explained, "Men just aren't allowed to insult back."
"Well that doesn't seem very fair."
"It isn't, but it's the best advice I can give about women if you ever need it." They reached the palace doors and the King ordered the guards to open them. Vegeta just stood there, trying to break free of his father, looking like a baka. "Women are always right. It's just best to always agree with them."
The doors opened and they stared down the hall. "They are not!"
"Oh yes they are, trust me, when you have a Mate, you'll know."
"Like that will ever happen!"
"It will."
~*~*~*~*~
King Vegeta finally let go of his son's hair. They were in the dinning hall of the palace.
"What are we doing here?" Vegeta asked, rubbing his soar head.
"Take a seat." And Vegeta did so.
"You should know that Miss Bulma, and her family are going to be staying in the palace for a little while." The King took his usual place at the dinning table.
"WHAT!" Vegeta exclaimed, "Why?"
"So that you and Miss Bulma can get to know each other." He adjusted himself to become more comfortable. "Listen, Vegeta, it's not like you HAVE to mate with her when you come of age. Its just tradition, so don't worry about it. But if I even hear about you attacking her again… You'll have more then just a fat lip."
Vegeta sat there, looking down. "Why did you choose Dr. Briefs daughter?"
"Well… I guess because she's awfully pretty, intelligent, of noble birth, many reasons I suppose. Why?" The King answered, "She's also two years older then you."
"Why did she call you Uncle? Is she my cousin or something?"
"No… You see, her family and ours have been close for many years… I know you've never met the Briefs yourself, but your mother and I were quite close with them. Well, anyway, she started calling me uncle."
"Oh…" Then Vegeta asked, "Why are we in the Dinning Hall?"
"Because the Briefs are coming to eat with us."
Vegeta started to bang his head on the table. Nothing was going right for him today… "How long are they staying?"
"I don't know… Probably about a week," The King sat comfortably as the servants began to bring in appetizers for him and Vegeta. The King was so far happy with the whole situation. Vegeta and Bulma hated each other, and he knew that that would just spell out romance when they got older. He remembered back when he and Velveeta first met. They hated each other with a blinding purple passion. But when they became older, they couldn't keep their hands off of each other. Oh, those were the days… How he missed her…
~*~*~*~*~
The Briefs came in not to long after the King and Vegeta had their talk. Bulma was not too happy about being there, but then again, neither was Vegeta,
So came the procession of giving dirty looks to one another… Vegeta did throw some food at her, and she threw some back, but when Vegeta tried to throw it back, he got caught by his father and, much to Bulma's enjoyment, was scolded for being rude.
After that, the rest of the day and evening went by without a hitch. Bulma stayed as far away from Vegeta as she could, and Vegeta did the same. But the constant dirty looks still continued, and it was rather obvious that they weren't very fond of each other.
So the day ended with the two parties leaving to there respective rooms. Prince Vegeta's room was still under repair from that morning, so he had to sleep in some guest quarters for the night… next to the Briefs family. And that didn't make him in the least happy. But he dealt with it, and slept peacefully until the next morning…
~*~*~*~*~
Prince Vegeta woke up the next morning and started his daily routine. He showered and dressed in comfortably in his training attire, which consisted of a dark navy blue, spandex body suit. Every morning, he woke up, and did the same thing: shower, and go to the training facilities and practice his kakas and workout.
When he got there how ever, he was pissed to see that someone had beaten him to his favorite training room.
Bulma was hovering in the air, wearing a loose fitting training outfit, punching, and kicking at an invisible opponent. Her jabs and kicks were precise and quick. It was quite obvious that she was good.
And this pissed Vegeta off.
"What the hell do you think your doing here?!?" Vegeta shouted, "This is my training room!"
"Oh, is it?" Bulma said while continuing her workout, "I didn't see your name on it. And I'm sure I heard my Uncle say that my family and I were welcome through out the palace." Bulma stopped for a second and lowered herself down onto the ground met Vegeta's gaze. "I've hard from my Uncle and my parents that you are one of the strongest Saiyans. Your even stronger then most of the elites, as a matter of fact, I heard that yesterday, you killed one."
Vegeta didn't say anything.
"Listen Vegeta," Bulma walked over to him, "I know you don't want to be mated with me. And I don't want to be mated with you. So can we at least try and get along?"
Vegeta only sighed in aggravation, "Are you telling me that you don't want to be mated with the all mighty prince of Saiyans?"
"That is what I'm saying."
Vegeta only smirked, "Now I find that hard to believe! Any female would jump at the chance to be queen!"
"Except this female." Bulma crossed her arms across her chest. "I have no desire what so ever to be queen."
"Yeah, right," He said sarcastically.
Bulma took on her fighting stance, "This conversation bores me. Spar with me?"
Vegeta snorted, "I would kill you."
"Really? Well let's see about that." Bulma throw a punch at Vegeta's head, and he quickly moved his to the side to avoid it. He grabbed her arm.
"Did you really think that weak little punch would actually hit me?"
"No," Bulma said as innocently as she could, "But I know that this will!" She brought her knee up to his groin. He let go of her arm and landed onto the floor, with his at his crotch.
"Y-you bitch!!!" Vegeta screamed in anger.
Bulma only laughed, "Well… you shouldn't have left yourself open." She leapt into the air, holding her stance.
Vegeta got up, and flew in front of her, holding his stance as well. "You shouldn't have done that! 'Cause now you're going to pay!" And with that, Vegeta charged after her with punches and kicks that Bulma tried her best to avoid. Vegeta was much stronger then her, but she was a tad bit faster, so she knew that she would have to use that to her advantage. She blocked every hit, and dodged every blow, and managed to get in a few hits of her own. But neither side seemed to get the other hand.
They continued this dance of sorts for what seemed like hours, and neither of them would concede to the other.
They started to have a crowd grow around them, nothing more then the elites who also had come use the training facilities as well. But by this time, both had grown tired. They had been at it for about two hours now, and there spar had grown increasingly aggressive. Bulma was tired, and Vegeta was still going strong.
Vegeta throw an uppercut that landed directly at her chin, sending Bulma soaring across the floor.
Bulma got up and rubbed her chin, "That hurt you bastard!"
Vegeta smiled, "Are you ready to give up?"
She growled, she knew she couldn't win, Vegeta definitely had the upper hand in this battle; she just hated to concede to such an arrogant baka.
She stood up, and proudly raised her head to meet Vegeta's gaze. "I will not give up!" And with that she raised her hands above her head, and unleashed a Ki blast directly at him.
Vegeta tried his best to block it. He put his arms up in an "X" formation, and tucked his knees in, in an effort to try and cancel it out. The force of the blast pushed in into the wall, and pressed him in, creating an indentation of himself.
Before he had time to recover, Bulma flew at him, and proceeded to kick and punch at him without mercy. Vegeta was sill stunned by her earlier attack; he had no idea she could let loose an attack that strong, but if she wanted to play with fire, then they would play with fire.
Vegeta threw up his hands, and unleashed a Ki attack of his own, which hit her dead on, and Bulma was sent flying into the wall opposite of him.
~*~*~*~*~
In the west wing of the palace, King Vegeta, and Dr. briefs heard some load explosions and commotion coming from the northern wing of the palace, towards the training facilities.
"I just know that's Vegeta…" the King muttered more to himself then his companion.
Dr. Briefs adjusted his classes, "Speaking of the young Prince, I haven't seen Bulma today. She usually has herself a little work out before she starts her day, I assumed that she was using on of the training rooms, but she usually only does that for about an hour or so…"
The King smiled, "You know what? I bet that that's Vegeta and miss Bulma fighting." Then his smiled turned into a frown. "And if that is Vegeta and Bulma fighting, then I'm sure that they're trying to kill each other."
Both men looked at each other with solemn faces before the quickly took flight to the training facilities…
~*~*~*~*~
Bulma and Vegeta were both bloody, their clothes were torn, and both were ready to kill the other.
Then it started again, the kicks and pouches, dodges and blocks, in a precession that was fast and flawless.
Then The King and his guest made their way through the crowd, to see Bulma and Vegeta going at it.
"Vegeta!"
"Bulma!"
Vegeta stopped and let his guard down to look, but this was a mistake, as Bulma landed a punch to his face that sent him flying backwards, and he landed on the ground with a load thud.
"Yes Father?" Bulma made an innocent face.
"What is going on here?" The King demanded.
"Oh, nothing Uncle," She landed, "Vegeta and I were just sparring is all."
"I'm going to kill you…" Vegeta struggled to get on his feet.
"No one's going to kill any one," The King went over to Vegeta and grabbed his hair. "What did I tell you about attacking Miss Bulma?"
"I didn't attack her! She started it!" Vegeta struggled from his father's grasp.
"He's right Uncle," Bulma spoke, "I asked him to spar with me. It had been so long since I had a sparing partner, and Vegeta was here, so I thought he and I could spar."
"Well, if that is the truth then I have no reason to reprimand you." He let go of his son. "But the next time you both spar together, could you please try not to kill each other?"
The King and Dr. Briefs left the two in the training room, and many of the Elites left as well, seeing that the fight was over, and Bulma and Vegeta just stared at each other.
"Why did you do that?" Vegeta asked.
"Do what?"
"If you hadn't told him about us sparring, then he would have punished me. So why didn't you let him? Wouldn't you have enjoyed that?" Vegeta crossed his arms over his chest.
"Well… I don't want anyone punished for something that isn't there fault, and besides, it was the truth after all." She looked down, "And no, I wouldn't have enjoyed it." She looked up at him and smiled, "Well, I'm gonna go and shower now, see ya later!!!" And with that she ran off.
Vegeta was speechless.
Reviewer Response:
Otaku-of-darkness: Hehe… I'm glad you think it's cute, and I'm really glad you like it. I know, no one ever portrays King Vegeta like this, but I always believed that he was a caring father.
MoonSaiyanPrincess: I'm sorry, there not cousins, I should have made that more clear last chapter. Thanks ^_^
Callie: OHHHHH thanks for saying it was good, and for saying I have talent… (But a part of me still says this sucks…. ) Thanks hehe
Koneko: Yeah I know!!! Thanks
Akane-chan: I know… No one hardly ever displays King Vegeta like I have here. I never believed that he was some sort of rapist bastard like so many portray him as. I think that he did every thing he could to keep him form Frieza's grasp, but in the end, he couldn't… I always believed that he loved his son. I'm glad you love the way I'm portraying him here, it's how I think he really was. I'm also happy that you think that this story is good. I know… but soon I plan on having them on some sort of even ground with each other… so don't worry!!! (Maybe I shouldn't have given that away…)
Alice Oghami: hehe thanks ^_^
Ryoko H. Briefs: Awwww thank you… (Again… I don't think I'm all that talented… but if you all say so… ^_^) Yes, it is my first story, believe it or not!! Hehe Thanks
A/N: sorry it's been so long since I updated… But you all have to understand… It's that time of the year where one must turn in all their work in order to graduate!!! Yes, I'm graduating people!!! Throw a PARTY!!!! (Salsa Kitty jumps around and throws confetti in the air) Anyhoo… that's why I haven't updated in a while… But expect many more updates soon, okay? ^_^
THANK YOU EVERYONE WHO TAKE THE TIME OUT AND READ AND REVIEW MY STORY!!! YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH IT MEANS TO ME!!!!!
So please… READ AND REVIEW!!!!!
1 Trails and Tribulations
2 By Salsa Kitty
The Chibi Saga
Chapter Three: Chibi Vegeta and Bulma Not Getting Along (Big surprise there^_^)
King Vegeta dragged his son through the courtyard by the hair. "I told you to be nice…"
"Yeah, but she insulted me!" Vegeta struggled to break free from his grip.
"Women are allowed to insult men," The King explained, "Men just aren't allowed to insult back."
"Well that doesn't seem very fair."
"It isn't, but it's the best advice I can give about women if you ever need it." They reached the palace doors and the King ordered the guards to open them. Vegeta just stood there, trying to break free of his father, looking like a baka. "Women are always right. It's just best to always agree with them."
The doors opened and they stared down the hall. "They are not!"
"Oh yes they are, trust me, when you have a Mate, you'll know."
"Like that will ever happen!"
"It will."
~*~*~*~*~
King Vegeta finally let go of his son's hair. They were in the dinning hall of the palace.
"What are we doing here?" Vegeta asked, rubbing his soar head.
"Take a seat." And Vegeta did so.
"You should know that Miss Bulma, and her family are going to be staying in the palace for a little while." The King took his usual place at the dinning table.
"WHAT!" Vegeta exclaimed, "Why?"
"So that you and Miss Bulma can get to know each other." He adjusted himself to become more comfortable. "Listen, Vegeta, it's not like you HAVE to mate with her when you come of age. Its just tradition, so don't worry about it. But if I even hear about you attacking her again… You'll have more then just a fat lip."
Vegeta sat there, looking down. "Why did you choose Dr. Briefs daughter?"
"Well… I guess because she's awfully pretty, intelligent, of noble birth, many reasons I suppose. Why?" The King answered, "She's also two years older then you."
"Why did she call you Uncle? Is she my cousin or something?"
"No… You see, her family and ours have been close for many years… I know you've never met the Briefs yourself, but your mother and I were quite close with them. Well, anyway, she started calling me uncle."
"Oh…" Then Vegeta asked, "Why are we in the Dinning Hall?"
"Because the Briefs are coming to eat with us."
Vegeta started to bang his head on the table. Nothing was going right for him today… "How long are they staying?"
"I don't know… Probably about a week," The King sat comfortably as the servants began to bring in appetizers for him and Vegeta. The King was so far happy with the whole situation. Vegeta and Bulma hated each other, and he knew that that would just spell out romance when they got older. He remembered back when he and Velveeta first met. They hated each other with a blinding purple passion. But when they became older, they couldn't keep their hands off of each other. Oh, those were the days… How he missed her…
~*~*~*~*~
The Briefs came in not to long after the King and Vegeta had their talk. Bulma was not too happy about being there, but then again, neither was Vegeta,
So came the procession of giving dirty looks to one another… Vegeta did throw some food at her, and she threw some back, but when Vegeta tried to throw it back, he got caught by his father and, much to Bulma's enjoyment, was scolded for being rude.
After that, the rest of the day and evening went by without a hitch. Bulma stayed as far away from Vegeta as she could, and Vegeta did the same. But the constant dirty looks still continued, and it was rather obvious that they weren't very fond of each other.
So the day ended with the two parties leaving to there respective rooms. Prince Vegeta's room was still under repair from that morning, so he had to sleep in some guest quarters for the night… next to the Briefs family. And that didn't make him in the least happy. But he dealt with it, and slept peacefully until the next morning…
~*~*~*~*~
Prince Vegeta woke up the next morning and started his daily routine. He showered and dressed in comfortably in his training attire, which consisted of a dark navy blue, spandex body suit. Every morning, he woke up, and did the same thing: shower, and go to the training facilities and practice his kakas and workout.
When he got there how ever, he was pissed to see that someone had beaten him to his favorite training room.
Bulma was hovering in the air, wearing a loose fitting training outfit, punching, and kicking at an invisible opponent. Her jabs and kicks were precise and quick. It was quite obvious that she was good.
And this pissed Vegeta off.
"What the hell do you think your doing here?!?" Vegeta shouted, "This is my training room!"
"Oh, is it?" Bulma said while continuing her workout, "I didn't see your name on it. And I'm sure I heard my Uncle say that my family and I were welcome through out the palace." Bulma stopped for a second and lowered herself down onto the ground met Vegeta's gaze. "I've hard from my Uncle and my parents that you are one of the strongest Saiyans. Your even stronger then most of the elites, as a matter of fact, I heard that yesterday, you killed one."
Vegeta didn't say anything.
"Listen Vegeta," Bulma walked over to him, "I know you don't want to be mated with me. And I don't want to be mated with you. So can we at least try and get along?"
Vegeta only sighed in aggravation, "Are you telling me that you don't want to be mated with the all mighty prince of Saiyans?"
"That is what I'm saying."
Vegeta only smirked, "Now I find that hard to believe! Any female would jump at the chance to be queen!"
"Except this female." Bulma crossed her arms across her chest. "I have no desire what so ever to be queen."
"Yeah, right," He said sarcastically.
Bulma took on her fighting stance, "This conversation bores me. Spar with me?"
Vegeta snorted, "I would kill you."
"Really? Well let's see about that." Bulma throw a punch at Vegeta's head, and he quickly moved his to the side to avoid it. He grabbed her arm.
"Did you really think that weak little punch would actually hit me?"
"No," Bulma said as innocently as she could, "But I know that this will!" She brought her knee up to his groin. He let go of her arm and landed onto the floor, with his at his crotch.
"Y-you bitch!!!" Vegeta screamed in anger.
Bulma only laughed, "Well… you shouldn't have left yourself open." She leapt into the air, holding her stance.
Vegeta got up, and flew in front of her, holding his stance as well. "You shouldn't have done that! 'Cause now you're going to pay!" And with that, Vegeta charged after her with punches and kicks that Bulma tried her best to avoid. Vegeta was much stronger then her, but she was a tad bit faster, so she knew that she would have to use that to her advantage. She blocked every hit, and dodged every blow, and managed to get in a few hits of her own. But neither side seemed to get the other hand.
They continued this dance of sorts for what seemed like hours, and neither of them would concede to the other.
They started to have a crowd grow around them, nothing more then the elites who also had come use the training facilities as well. But by this time, both had grown tired. They had been at it for about two hours now, and there spar had grown increasingly aggressive. Bulma was tired, and Vegeta was still going strong.
Vegeta throw an uppercut that landed directly at her chin, sending Bulma soaring across the floor.
Bulma got up and rubbed her chin, "That hurt you bastard!"
Vegeta smiled, "Are you ready to give up?"
She growled, she knew she couldn't win, Vegeta definitely had the upper hand in this battle; she just hated to concede to such an arrogant baka.
She stood up, and proudly raised her head to meet Vegeta's gaze. "I will not give up!" And with that she raised her hands above her head, and unleashed a Ki blast directly at him.
Vegeta tried his best to block it. He put his arms up in an "X" formation, and tucked his knees in, in an effort to try and cancel it out. The force of the blast pushed in into the wall, and pressed him in, creating an indentation of himself.
Before he had time to recover, Bulma flew at him, and proceeded to kick and punch at him without mercy. Vegeta was sill stunned by her earlier attack; he had no idea she could let loose an attack that strong, but if she wanted to play with fire, then they would play with fire.
Vegeta threw up his hands, and unleashed a Ki attack of his own, which hit her dead on, and Bulma was sent flying into the wall opposite of him.
~*~*~*~*~
In the west wing of the palace, King Vegeta, and Dr. briefs heard some load explosions and commotion coming from the northern wing of the palace, towards the training facilities.
"I just know that's Vegeta…" the King muttered more to himself then his companion.
Dr. Briefs adjusted his classes, "Speaking of the young Prince, I haven't seen Bulma today. She usually has herself a little work out before she starts her day, I assumed that she was using on of the training rooms, but she usually only does that for about an hour or so…"
The King smiled, "You know what? I bet that that's Vegeta and miss Bulma fighting." Then his smiled turned into a frown. "And if that is Vegeta and Bulma fighting, then I'm sure that they're trying to kill each other."
Both men looked at each other with solemn faces before the quickly took flight to the training facilities…
~*~*~*~*~
Bulma and Vegeta were both bloody, their clothes were torn, and both were ready to kill the other.
Then it started again, the kicks and pouches, dodges and blocks, in a precession that was fast and flawless.
Then The King and his guest made their way through the crowd, to see Bulma and Vegeta going at it.
"Vegeta!"
"Bulma!"
Vegeta stopped and let his guard down to look, but this was a mistake, as Bulma landed a punch to his face that sent him flying backwards, and he landed on the ground with a load thud.
"Yes Father?" Bulma made an innocent face.
"What is going on here?" The King demanded.
"Oh, nothing Uncle," She landed, "Vegeta and I were just sparring is all."
"I'm going to kill you…" Vegeta struggled to get on his feet.
"No one's going to kill any one," The King went over to Vegeta and grabbed his hair. "What did I tell you about attacking Miss Bulma?"
"I didn't attack her! She started it!" Vegeta struggled from his father's grasp.
"He's right Uncle," Bulma spoke, "I asked him to spar with me. It had been so long since I had a sparing partner, and Vegeta was here, so I thought he and I could spar."
"Well, if that is the truth then I have no reason to reprimand you." He let go of his son. "But the next time you both spar together, could you please try not to kill each other?"
The King and Dr. Briefs left the two in the training room, and many of the Elites left as well, seeing that the fight was over, and Bulma and Vegeta just stared at each other.
"Why did you do that?" Vegeta asked.
"Do what?"
"If you hadn't told him about us sparring, then he would have punished me. So why didn't you let him? Wouldn't you have enjoyed that?" Vegeta crossed his arms over his chest.
"Well… I don't want anyone punished for something that isn't there fault, and besides, it was the truth after all." She looked down, "And no, I wouldn't have enjoyed it." She looked up at him and smiled, "Well, I'm gonna go and shower now, see ya later!!!" And with that she ran off.
Vegeta was speechless.
Reviewer Response:
Otaku-of-darkness: Hehe… I'm glad you think it's cute, and I'm really glad you like it. I know, no one ever portrays King Vegeta like this, but I always believed that he was a caring father.
MoonSaiyanPrincess: I'm sorry, there not cousins, I should have made that more clear last chapter. Thanks ^_^
Callie: OHHHHH thanks for saying it was good, and for saying I have talent… (But a part of me still says this sucks…. ) Thanks hehe
Koneko: Yeah I know!!! Thanks
Akane-chan: I know… No one hardly ever displays King Vegeta like I have here. I never believed that he was some sort of rapist bastard like so many portray him as. I think that he did every thing he could to keep him form Frieza's grasp, but in the end, he couldn't… I always believed that he loved his son. I'm glad you love the way I'm portraying him here, it's how I think he really was. I'm also happy that you think that this story is good. I know… but soon I plan on having them on some sort of even ground with each other… so don't worry!!! (Maybe I shouldn't have given that away…)
Alice Oghami: hehe thanks ^_^
Ryoko H. Briefs: Awwww thank you… (Again… I don't think I'm all that talented… but if you all say so… ^_^) Yes, it is my first story, believe it or not!! Hehe Thanks
A/N: sorry it's been so long since I updated… But you all have to understand… It's that time of the year where one must turn in all their work in order to graduate!!! Yes, I'm graduating people!!! Throw a PARTY!!!! (Salsa Kitty jumps around and throws confetti in the air) Anyhoo… that's why I haven't updated in a while… But expect many more updates soon, okay? ^_^
THANK YOU EVERYONE WHO TAKE THE TIME OUT AND READ AND REVIEW MY STORY!!! YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH IT MEANS TO ME!!!!!
So please… READ AND REVIEW!!!!!