Chapter Eight- Learning

            Bulma and Vegeta both sat eating dinner with spoons as Vegeta had blasted all the forks into oblivion. Neither of them said anything but ate quietly. Vegeta suddenly got up to go train, and tripped over the carpet.

            Bulma burst out laughing.

            "What's so funny you damn onna?" Vegeta growled as he raised himself from the floor.

            Bulma just started laughing harder.

            "Your feet went over your head!"

            "Let's see how much you like it." Vegeta snarled and pulled her chair from underneath her.

            Bulma landed hard on her bottom, and her laughter was quieted.

            "Damn you! That hurt!"

            "Oh shut up, you deserved it." Vegeta replied.

            'Damn, she's so much like a Saiyan... However a Saiyan onna would show me more respect.' Vegeta thought to himself.

            Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

            "Prince Vegeta?"

            "What do you want?"

            "Well your sparring partner has canceled for today and a subsitute hasn't been found." the servant said respectfully.

            Vegeta growled and they could hear footsteps scampering down the hall.

            "I know I shouldn't have let Minsa be transferred..."Vegeta mumbled to himself.

            Bulma's face fell at the mention of her friend.    

            Vegeta looked down at her, and saw the sadness that crossed her face.

            "What are you too stupid to get up by yourself?"he asked.

            Bulma ignored him and got up before turning away from him and going back to her room, but before she left she said something to him.

            "You know Vegeta, it's not my fault that my heart isn't made of ice like yours." and she promptly left.

            Vegeta was quite shocked by that.

            'She totally hates me. Here I am priding myself on not keeping slaves, and the two that I did have I never hurt, and she totally hates. Wait... what the hell do I care? That damn onna is lucky to be alive. I'll prove to her that my damn heart isn't made of ice though.' Vegeta thought for a minute after she had left.

            He marched over to Bulma's room and heard her crying. He paused for a minute, before opening the door.

            "My heart isn't made of ice, onna."

            Bulma looked up surprised.

            "Go away Vegeta. I don't want to fight with you."

            "No, this is not a fight. I'm just telling you how it is onna." Vegeta said firmly.

            Bulma sat up, and started to dry her eyes.

            "Whatever Vegeta, I bet you've never had a single friend in your cold life." Bulma said, turning away from him.

            "I have to!" Vegeta denied.

            "Who then Vegeta?" Bulma said.

            "Uh... well...umm.... Plenty of people. I don't have to explain myself to onna."

            Bulma grinned.

            "See? I'm right! You don't have any friends."

            Bulma clamped her hand over her mouth.

            'Good kami! I can't believe I said that! That is so rude! And I'm sure that it's not completly his fault that he doesn't have any friends.' Bulma thought.

            "So, anyway let's go find some of these wonderful friends." Bulma said with a slight smirk as an idea came to her. "You can go out and ask people if they're your friends, and I bet that not a single one will say yes."

            "What did I get if I find someone that says yes?" Vegeta asked, smirking.

            "I'll... I'll... I'll cook whatever you want, won't aruge with you, and do whatever you want for a week. But what if you can't find someone? What do I get?"

            "I'll replace the forks." Vegeta said with a smirk.

            And then he found himself wandering around the kingdom.

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            The next night Krillin and Yamcha were the only two still awake when Minsa walked into the cell.

            It was obvious to Minsa that Riroku had started his terrors, begining with Goku. He had long gashes across his back that Gohan had worked endlessly to heal, before collapsing himself too. Now Father and son lay next to each other, sound asleep.

            Minsa sighed.

            "Is Goku okay?"

            Yamcha and Krillin nodded, though they looked worried.

            "We'd better get started on training right away so that you can bare the beatings." Minsa's tone sounded sad.

            Yamcha and Krillin nodded, as they went to wake Gohan and Goku.

            Slowly they departed to the same room.

            "I've been thinking a long time all the attacks I could teach you, and I finally decided. The first attack that I'm going to teach Krillin and Yamcha, is a paralyzing attack. It will temporarily paralyze your enemy for a moment. It's called Hell's Fury. It is a rather painful attack, because it goes to the nervous system and attacks that."

            Minsa held out her palm, closed her eyes, for a moment and then hissed out "Hell's Fury" and a small orb of blue ki appeared in her hand. She immediately closed her hand and the attack disappeared.

            Krillin's and Yamcha's mouths fell open.

            Minsa turned to Gohan and Goku next.

            "Gohan, I'm going to try and teach you a slightly more powerful attack, that is going to be hard, but I have faith in you and that you'll be able to learn it. It uses your ki to actually make it into a sword, a handy thing when it calls for it. It takes great concentration, to bend your ki into the shape, but again I think you can do it. This attack is called 'Faith's Sword.'"

            Minsa's held out her whole arm this time, and whispered two words which they couldn't hear, at first a small ball of green ki appeared in the middle of her head, and then expanded into a sword-like shape.

            "Also, the color of the sword differs to the person."

            Finally Minsa turned to Goku.

            "Last of all my friend Goku, this attack is going to be very useful if you ever battle, but is the hardest to master. It will give you the capabilty to control other's ki once it has left their body. You see, if you are able to mix in a tiny bit of  your ki with another's and then enhance it so that you can control both, well there you go. It may sound simple, but is actually a very advanced attack to have the mental and physical power to make your ki control another's. This attack is called 'Angel's Blessing.'"

            "Let's get training boys!"

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            Bulma followed in toe as Vegeta went around the palace. The first person they came to was Nappa.

            "Are you my friend Nappa?" Vegeta asked, blushing a furious red at how stupid he sounded.

            'That baka onna.... I'll show her...' Vegeta thought.

            "Uh...sir? With all due respect are you on something?" Nappa stumbled over his words, not sure what to think of his Prince's odd question.

            Vegeta spun angryly on his heel and walked away from Nappa. When they were out of anyone's hearing range, Bulma burst out laughing.

            "He thought you were on drugs!"

            "Oh shut up..."

            They continued down the hall to where several more guards where standing.

            "Are you my friend?" Vegeta asked again, his fae turning brick red.

            Everyone grew quiet, and Bulma covered her mouth so that she wouldn't burst out laughing. Vegeta turned again, and started down the hall, however as they were leaving Bulma caught some of the guards' comments.

            "Did somebody let the Prince near Barney tapes again?"

            Bulma did burst out laughing then.

            "Oh Vegeta, it's ok, you don't need to keep doing this..." Bulma said, wiping tears of laughter of her face.

            "No onna, a bet is a bet."

                        Three Hours Later

            Bulma and Vegeta returned to the room, with a depressed looking Vegeta. Bulma felt kind of bad for him. She had never seen his confidence take such a low dive.

            "Vegeta...It's ok..." Bulma said.

            Suddenly Vegeta spun around and they found themselves gazing face to face.

            "Woman...Are you my friend?"

            Bulma found herself lost in his dark eyes, and she couldn't resist.

            "Yes Vegeta... Yes I am..." she whispered.

Author's Note: Ah... Isn't that sweet? Anyway thanks to all who reviewed! What do you think of that attacks that Minsa is teaching the boys? The names are cheesy me know... but oh well! Email me at vegetaztwin@hotmail.com to join my mailing list or just review.