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Arigato minna for reviewing my first chapter!! I know this one is very short, but I'll try to make up for it in the next few chapters... and also...hehe sorry for the delay! But all the inspiring reviews made me finish this chapter and become more determind than ever to finish this story!! ^.^ Thanks everyone!
for thoughts
() Author's Notes
------ Dream starts
\\\\\\Dream ends
++++++++++ change of location
Chapter 2
Chapter Name: As the Days go by....
Next day...morning 10 AM...
Vegeta already've been up since 5 AM, training in the gravity room.
Kakkarot! I'll show you! I'll become a SSJ and once again, be the most powerful warrior in the universe!! he thought over and over.
Ever since he was little he knew he was destined to be the greatest of all fighters. He was part of the most elite saiyans. Imagine his surprise when he met Goku! A third class fighter!
Why was being the best so important to the proud Prince of all Saiyans? Why, its because he's a royalty! Pride and honor is a part of him. Also, how can a whole race have weak leaders? And pure sayian blood runs throught him, and the love for battle and challenges is part of the saiyan blood. The saiyans are a proud race.
His whole life, he never was interested in love. He's life is devoted entirely to battle, and the thirst for being the best. This prince is determined to be 2nd best to nothing.
Vegeta only has one fear. The fear of not being the best. The fear of everyone surpassing him.
It pains Vegeta that the saiyans are a dead race. The only pure saiyans that are left are Kakkarot and himself. Thats two. If you count Gohan, who is not even a whole saiyan but a half saiyan, its three.
Three in the whole universe. Three saiyans. One of the three not even a pure saiyan. Vegeta thought to himself.
I have to surpass Kakkarot! I have to show that third class his place!
And with all that in mind, Vegeta continued training...
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10:15am...
Bulma woke up really grouchy. She went to bed 10pm and fell asleep at 3am. She's been up thinking about how miserable she was. Is it because I am too loud and too...not ladylike?...but that's how I am, I can't change...but noone likes me because of it She had fell asleep thinking that.
Bulma showered and went down to look for something to eat. Just as she was ready to crack the eggs, she stopped. I should loose some weight. Maybe its because I am not watching my figure lately...maybe thats why! She knew she was being an idiot but she decided to go on a diet anyway.
And so, Bulma went to the lab where her father and herself had worked so many times. She put on her white jacket and started working on a faster model of the flying device that she travels in.
"Dad should be in here in a couple of hours. He's at a meeting right now." Bulma muttered to herself.
At 12, Mr. Briefs came into the lab and heard the furious clicking of keys.
"Ah, Bulma! Any improvments yet?" he said.
"Yes, yes...I see..well you continue working, eh?" Mr. Briefs said as he put on his white lab jacket. "I'll go to the other lab room to work on a more efficent gravity room, k?"
Bulma nodded and went back to typing commands in the computer then walking back to the flying device and fixing some things, then went back to the computer to see if the changes she did made a difference.
"Hey, Bulma did you eat lunch yet? I just ate myself so ." said Mr. Briefs called from the other room.
"Nah,its alright. I'm not hungry dad."
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4pm
"Well, lets get some rest shall we?" Mr. Briefs said.
Bulma stretched and agreed.
They went up to the living room and relaxed on the couch.
Mrs. Briefs was already there and had a pitcher of lemonade filled with ice on the table. Empty glasses were prepared.
"Ooooh, iced-lemonade!" Mr. Briefs and Bulma exclaimed.
The day passed and Vegeta continued on training.
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5 days later...
"You know, Bulma dear, Vegeta is such a nice young man! He would be perfect for a husband...if I were you, I would be all over him by now!" Mrs. Briefs said. Bulma rolled her eyes. "Mooom, I see nothing nice about Vegeta! How can you like him?"
"Well..he has such nice potential! Also, he's so devoted to anything he sets his mind to. Would make a great family man! And he's a hottie also!...oh what am I saying? I am a married woman!" Mrs. Briefs giggled.
Bulma sighed. "Ooooh moooom..." she groaned.
"You know Bulma, I noticed that I never see you eat anything these days. Don't tell me you are on a diet! Then you won't be able to enjoy all the delicious cakes and desserts I buy from the bakery!"
"Nah mom, I'm not on a diet! I eat. Just you don't see me eat thats all. Now...oh look at the time, its 2 already! I gotta go work on the new model of the flying device! When I finish, then maybe I'll be able to keep up with Goku and the other guys when they are flying. Although I know that won't happen, those guys fly way too fast. I'll never admit that in front of them though!" Bulma smiled.
The truth is that the past 5 days, all Bulma had consumed was that glass of lemonade, an apple, a piece of bread, and water. She had lost 10 pounds. And she was recovering better from her breakup. She managed to seal and block the emptiness she felt inside her heart. That feeling that something was not complete inside of her. The hunger for love.
Now those emotions were vaguely felt and Bulma acted like her heart wasn't begging for love. She vowed never to make herself weak with those emotions again.
Bulma's days consisted of working in the lab, catching up on gossip with her friends,tv, reading books and magazines, and shopping.
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later that day...6:22 pm....
Vegeta finally decided to stop training for a while and go back to the house.
He went to to his room, took a shower, and went to the kitchen to eat some leftovers in the fridge. He finished eating and left the dishes in the sink. Then he went to the balcony outside his room and sat on the railing that protects people from falling out.
He sat on the thin rail, right leg straight out on the rail and the left leg hanging loosely on the side. Vegeta leaned against the wall behind him, and stared off into the sunset, thinking about the great battle with the 2 andriods that was suppose to destroy him about three years from now.
I'll win for sure. hmmph, no stupid hunk of metal can beat me in battle! I'll be a supersayian ...I can feel it inside of me.
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starwandmagical
Arigato minna for reviewing my first chapter!! I know this one is very short, but I'll try to make up for it in the next few chapters... and also...hehe sorry for the delay! But all the inspiring reviews made me finish this chapter and become more determind than ever to finish this story!! ^.^ Thanks everyone!
for thoughts
() Author's Notes
------ Dream starts
\\\\\\Dream ends
++++++++++ change of location
Chapter 2
Chapter Name: As the Days go by....
Next day...morning 10 AM...
Vegeta already've been up since 5 AM, training in the gravity room.
Kakkarot! I'll show you! I'll become a SSJ and once again, be the most powerful warrior in the universe!! he thought over and over.
Ever since he was little he knew he was destined to be the greatest of all fighters. He was part of the most elite saiyans. Imagine his surprise when he met Goku! A third class fighter!
Why was being the best so important to the proud Prince of all Saiyans? Why, its because he's a royalty! Pride and honor is a part of him. Also, how can a whole race have weak leaders? And pure sayian blood runs throught him, and the love for battle and challenges is part of the saiyan blood. The saiyans are a proud race.
His whole life, he never was interested in love. He's life is devoted entirely to battle, and the thirst for being the best. This prince is determined to be 2nd best to nothing.
Vegeta only has one fear. The fear of not being the best. The fear of everyone surpassing him.
It pains Vegeta that the saiyans are a dead race. The only pure saiyans that are left are Kakkarot and himself. Thats two. If you count Gohan, who is not even a whole saiyan but a half saiyan, its three.
Three in the whole universe. Three saiyans. One of the three not even a pure saiyan. Vegeta thought to himself.
I have to surpass Kakkarot! I have to show that third class his place!
And with all that in mind, Vegeta continued training...
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
10:15am...
Bulma woke up really grouchy. She went to bed 10pm and fell asleep at 3am. She's been up thinking about how miserable she was. Is it because I am too loud and too...not ladylike?...but that's how I am, I can't change...but noone likes me because of it She had fell asleep thinking that.
Bulma showered and went down to look for something to eat. Just as she was ready to crack the eggs, she stopped. I should loose some weight. Maybe its because I am not watching my figure lately...maybe thats why! She knew she was being an idiot but she decided to go on a diet anyway.
And so, Bulma went to the lab where her father and herself had worked so many times. She put on her white jacket and started working on a faster model of the flying device that she travels in.
"Dad should be in here in a couple of hours. He's at a meeting right now." Bulma muttered to herself.
At 12, Mr. Briefs came into the lab and heard the furious clicking of keys.
"Ah, Bulma! Any improvments yet?" he said.
"Yes, yes...I see..well you continue working, eh?" Mr. Briefs said as he put on his white lab jacket. "I'll go to the other lab room to work on a more efficent gravity room, k?"
Bulma nodded and went back to typing commands in the computer then walking back to the flying device and fixing some things, then went back to the computer to see if the changes she did made a difference.
"Hey, Bulma did you eat lunch yet? I just ate myself so ." said Mr. Briefs called from the other room.
"Nah,its alright. I'm not hungry dad."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
4pm
"Well, lets get some rest shall we?" Mr. Briefs said.
Bulma stretched and agreed.
They went up to the living room and relaxed on the couch.
Mrs. Briefs was already there and had a pitcher of lemonade filled with ice on the table. Empty glasses were prepared.
"Ooooh, iced-lemonade!" Mr. Briefs and Bulma exclaimed.
The day passed and Vegeta continued on training.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
5 days later...
"You know, Bulma dear, Vegeta is such a nice young man! He would be perfect for a husband...if I were you, I would be all over him by now!" Mrs. Briefs said. Bulma rolled her eyes. "Mooom, I see nothing nice about Vegeta! How can you like him?"
"Well..he has such nice potential! Also, he's so devoted to anything he sets his mind to. Would make a great family man! And he's a hottie also!...oh what am I saying? I am a married woman!" Mrs. Briefs giggled.
Bulma sighed. "Ooooh moooom..." she groaned.
"You know Bulma, I noticed that I never see you eat anything these days. Don't tell me you are on a diet! Then you won't be able to enjoy all the delicious cakes and desserts I buy from the bakery!"
"Nah mom, I'm not on a diet! I eat. Just you don't see me eat thats all. Now...oh look at the time, its 2 already! I gotta go work on the new model of the flying device! When I finish, then maybe I'll be able to keep up with Goku and the other guys when they are flying. Although I know that won't happen, those guys fly way too fast. I'll never admit that in front of them though!" Bulma smiled.
The truth is that the past 5 days, all Bulma had consumed was that glass of lemonade, an apple, a piece of bread, and water. She had lost 10 pounds. And she was recovering better from her breakup. She managed to seal and block the emptiness she felt inside her heart. That feeling that something was not complete inside of her. The hunger for love.
Now those emotions were vaguely felt and Bulma acted like her heart wasn't begging for love. She vowed never to make herself weak with those emotions again.
Bulma's days consisted of working in the lab, catching up on gossip with her friends,tv, reading books and magazines, and shopping.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
later that day...6:22 pm....
Vegeta finally decided to stop training for a while and go back to the house.
He went to to his room, took a shower, and went to the kitchen to eat some leftovers in the fridge. He finished eating and left the dishes in the sink. Then he went to the balcony outside his room and sat on the railing that protects people from falling out.
He sat on the thin rail, right leg straight out on the rail and the left leg hanging loosely on the side. Vegeta leaned against the wall behind him, and stared off into the sunset, thinking about the great battle with the 2 andriods that was suppose to destroy him about three years from now.
I'll win for sure. hmmph, no stupid hunk of metal can beat me in battle! I'll be a supersayian ...I can feel it inside of me.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
starwandmagical