Chapter Seven- New Beginings
Bulma and Vegeta sat in the same room eating breakfest, neither of them said anything to each other as they attempted to eat what Bulma had made.
Then Bulma started to stir her fork arond the plate again.
Vegeta sighed, and grabbed the fork out of her hand again, and snapped it in half.
"Forks are an instrument of pure evil..." Vegeta muttered to himself.
Bulma glared at him from across the table, and Vegeta actually looked up and was shocked by the fire in her eyes.
"Give me your damn fork now!" Bulma said.
Vegeta ignored her, pulling his gaze away from her deep blue eyes. Suddenly however his fork was being yanked out of his hand. He stood up quickly and pushed her away. Bulma landed hard on the floor and hit her head against the counter in the kitchen. She pulled her head away quickly and winced at the pain that spread through her mind. She gently touched her eyebrow and looked at her bloody fingertips.
'Oh shit... I hurt her...' Vegeta said as he looked at the gash that cut across Bulma's eyebrow.
"Come you baka onna." he said and turned away.
"Aren't you even going to say sorry?!" Bulma yelped from where she was sitting on the floor.
"No, but I am going to help you heal that stupid cut, unless you want to look even stupider."
Bulma frowned but pulled herself to her feet and followed Vegeta into his room, where he pulled out some healing herb ointment and threw a bandage to her.
Bulma scowled, but grabbed the stuff and marched out of the room, heading towards the bathroom.
"Aren't you going to thank me?" Vegeta said angrily.
"Why? You gave me the damn cut!" Bulma retorted.
"Only because you were being so damn annoying with your fork, and then you were stupid enough to try and take mine." he replied.
For a moment they had a show-down, glaring at each other from across the room.
'Wow, his eyes are so deep and mysterious...' Bulma was thinking. 'Wait! What the hell am I thinking?!'
'Wow, her eyes are so delicate and beautiful...' Vegeta was thinking. 'Wait! What the hell am I thinking?!'
They pulled their eyes apart at the same time, both disgusted by what they had been thinking. But then they took a second glance.
'It really is amazing how Saiyan she looks and acts, except for not having a tail of couse. If she was Saiyan and was a good fighter she would have made a wondeful mate.' Vegeta thought.
Then Bulma quietly slipped out of the room to tend to her cut, as though they both wanted to esacpe their thoughts.
Bulma marched quickly into the bathroom, a little nervous about the scene that had just taken place, and looked in the mirror to try and tend her cut. She quickly washed it out, and then applied some of the ointment that Vegeta had given her. Then she tried to apply a bandage, but couldn't get one to fit her head. She startedl laughing at her reflection and then started to cry suddenly without reason.
"Stupid onna..." Vegeta mumbled to himself as he went over to the bathroom.
"Woman," he called knocking on the door. "Are you alright?"
There was no answer, only more crying.
"Onna!" Vegeta yelled. "Open the damn door before I bust it down."
There was still no reply, as the sobs grew louder.
Finally Vegeta aimed a ki blast at the doorknob and blew it off.
Bulma was sitting on the ground, with the somewhat bloody bandages in her lap crying her eyes out.
"What's the matter you dumb woman?" Vegeta snarled. "The cut isn't that bad."
"It isn't that..." Bulma said trying to dry her tears. "All my friends are gone and I'm stuck with you!"
Vegeta stood dumbstruck for a minute. He really hadn't thought that he was that bad to the onna, but then again the only other woman he had been around really was Minsa, and she was such a tomboy.
Vegeta picked Bulma up and placed her on the sink and then took the bandages out of her hands, and carefully cut one to fit the size of her cut.
"Is that better?" he asked, in a somewhat mocking, somewhat caring tone.
Bulma opened her turquoise eyes and once againg found herself gazing into Vegeta's coal black ones.
'They're almost like black holes, dark and mysterious, taking in all emotions, never letting any out. How could he live like that?' Bulma thought.
Vegeta pulled back and started to walk out of the bathroom.
"Uh... Vegeta.. Thank you." Bulma said quietly as he left.
"You're welcome woman."
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Minsa motioned to Goku, Gohan, Krillin, and Yamcha to follow her down the hall.
"Lady Minsa? Is there something you need?" the night guard asked from up front.
Minsa turned and shook her head.
"These prisoners just need some disclipine. Nappa didn't get that point across very well, so I'm going to enforce double that." Minsa's explained, praying that her voice wasn't shaking.
"Should I call Lord Riroku since they are strong prisoners?" the guard questioned.
Minsa quickly shook her head. Riroku was the last thing she needed.
Then she continued down the hall, leading Goku, Gohan, Krillin, and Yamcha by ki devices to hold their wrists that she had created, however these weren't painful at all, and were just for show. You never knew who might be watching in a place like this.
Minsa opened up the largest chamber that she had found, which was meant for whip lashings, so there were no 'devices' in it.
"We will be using this room," Minsa explained carefully as she closed the door. "But be sure to keep your ki as normal as possible. We don't want them to suspect anything."
Then in the middle of the night, they began to spar first. Minsa wanted to test out their powers to see how much she could teach them, so each one went against her seperately, that way if they guard was scanning their kis, he would detect only one changing slightly.
She went against Krillin first, and knew that he was very physically strong for his race, but there a few ki tricks she could teach him, that he would be able to master without killing himself.
She sensed the same thing with Yamcha.
When she got to Goku, she felt a pang of excitement. Minsa instantly knew that she could throw almost any of her tricks at Goku and he would be able to master them, and he would dedicate himself to his training too.
She was awestruck when she went against Gohan. She could sense that there was a great power laying within this boy like his father, but he lacked some of the commitement. She vaguely wondered if he would be able to surpass Yamcha and Krillin or if he would surpass them all.
"You boys are good, but there are still some tricks that I can teach you." Minsa said with a grin.
Author's Note: And so many things start! And if you can't see that then I'm a bad writer or you're blind! Probably the first one, lol. Anyway, please review or email me at vegetaztwin@hotmail.com to join my mailing list.