Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ. or Nike.

Vegeta: Why Nike?

Oceanyca: Because I got the idea for this fic from one of their commercials ^_^

Vegeta: * is heading for the door*

Oceanyca * latches onto his feet* You can't leave me!!!

Vegeta: * he stops, looks down and raises a brow* And just why can't I?

Oceanyca: You are the star in this fic!!! * grins innocently*

Vegeta: * his eyes widen in fear as he struggles to get Oceanyca off of him.making him fall over*

Oceanyca: * quickly hog-ties Vegeta with the anti-saiya-jin-strength rope that Bulma gave her* There!

Vegeta: * tries to escape from the ropes* What are these things?

Oceanyca: Just a gift from Bulma.

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"Vegeta Goes to the Gym."

Oceanyca: Are ya scared?



It was a beautiful and oh so ordinary day on the grounds of Capsule Corp.with the exception of the explosion eruption from a certain saiyan's gravity room.

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Oceanyca: Poor Veg-Head!

Vegeta: You only typed a sentence and you are already interrupting your own fic!

Oceanyca: I can't help it. * gets a strange look in her eyes* Do you want me to continue Vegeta?

Vegeta: Of course you imbecile! It concerns me! * clears his throat* No! I could care less about this pitiful human story.

Oceanyca: sure.

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* *********10 minutes later.********* *

"Oww! That stuff stings!" Vegeta yelps.

"Well, it wouldn't sting so much if you hadn't blown up the G.R. again!" Bulma retorts. Awhile back she had come across a theory about changing a person's behavior. It had mentioned that when punished with pain for doing something, the subject shall no longer do what had caused the pain. She took that idea and used it. Bulma made this special "ointment" to put on cuts and scrapes that will make even the smallest wound on a saiyan hurt like hell.

Vegeta merely grunts and flinches at the pain.

"All done!" she reports happily.

"Finally!" Vegeta stood, "Where's the spare G.R.?"

"You just broke the spare!" she exclaims.

"Well how am I supposed to train now!?" he questions.

"Go to the gym!" she answers angrily before standing and leaving the room. Once in her lab she giggles, "That should teach him to take better care of the G.R!"

Vegeta just stands there with a confused look on his face, "The gym?"



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Oceanyca: Short chap. I know. but it's only the beginning!"

Vegeta: .

Oceanyca: Anyway, review, give me ideas on what torments Veg-head should go through at the Gym!

Vegeta: Torments?!?

Oceanyca: Yes, * sniffles* I can't believe I'm going to be to mean to my sweet little Veg-head! * runs over and holds him* I'm sooo sorry!!!

Vegeta: Get off Me! * attempts to get Oceanyca off, but fails miserably. Sighing, he pats her on the back* There, there.

Oceanyca: ZzZzZzZz.

Vegeta: * annoyed look on his face* WAKE UP!!!

Oceanyca: * screams, jumps up, looks around, then calms down* Please review! * whispers* I need ideas!