A/N: Ok, chapter 5 is up and running! I'm so glad it is! I hope that you
all will enjoy this chapter, even though I'm sorry to all of you that I'm
not going to go on and on with the bickering and fighting cause it's
starting to get on my nerves! I'm getting them together sooner or later,
but I'm thinking of making them at least nice to each other when they're
alone. I'm sick or writing yelled and screamed, and let's just say that I'm
sick of writing about them fighting. They'll just have to be nicer to each
other, though I'm not going to make Vegeta OOC, which I don't know if he is
now or not, BUT I'M NOT! At least I hope I don't. He won't say thank you or
crap like that and suddenly turn Pee Wee Hurman on her, he's just going to
care more, I guess you would say. Anyway, hope it works! Here's the story!
Tournament for Queen
Vegeta talked with his father till there was finally an no end to their conversation. He was bored beyond reason, as his father droned on about politics with the rest of the chairboard in high places. His thoughts seemed to drift more and more back to that blue-haired pixie that he suddenly can't stop thinking about. Is this how I'm supposed to feel? Is this what is feels like to know who your mate should be? I can't stop thinking about her...her eyes, her hair, her lips, her body...Kami! What a body...and that attitude, one almost to rival mine. Am I supposed to feel weird inside or was it something I ate? OH! I don't know and I don't give a shit! I don't want to freak out about that now! He thought but then again his thoughts drifted back to her once again.
"...and if we act now we can totally wipe out their pathetic race! All we have to do is--" the King soon stared at his now head on the table asleep son. "BOY! WAKE UP!" Vegeta slowly lifted his head and glared at his father.
"What is it you want, old man?!" Vegeta asked irritably. The King grew furious that his son would talk to him in such a manner and in front of others.
"BOY! You will not address me that way, you understand?! Since you have no tolerance what-so-ever for this manner we are discussing, then you shall leave!" the King stated. Vegeta got up and started to walked away his tail swinging softly behind him. "Where do you think you're going?!" Vegeta turned to his father with an eyebrow raised.
"I'm leaving, like you said I should. Because I scarcely doubt that I would learn anything from your monsterous droning, so I decided to leave like you said." Vegeta answered snappingly. The King was going to respond till he just shook his head and waved his hand in a 'shooing' manner. Vegeta thanked the high heavens and got out of there.
As he walked down the hallway, he noticed that it was now nightfall. That woman better be done with that machine or...or, or, or... he thought but soon enough he couldn't think of really doing anything to her, well except some other things that ran through his mind that he would never utter speak. (A/N: Nor would I write! You know what thoughts, people, don't ask!) As he really thought about it he couldn't even imagine himself bringing any type of harm to her. As he was doing his thinking he ran into the strangest of characters. It was a young man, about in his 20s, with bright blond hair, and purple eyes (A/N: Don't ask again...), he was well built and looked as though he was a retired soldier.
"Whoa, sorry man." he said as he stepped back a pace.
"Watch where you step, you fucking idiot!" Vegeta yelled.
"Hey, aren't you Prince Vegeta?" he asked dumbly.
"Yes. What are you doing near my father's quarters at night?!" Vegeta questioned urgently.
"Oh...this is your father's quarters, you mean the King's quarters?" he asked.
"YES YOU IDIOT, SEEING AS HOW I'M A PRINCE THAT WOULD MAKE MY FATHER A KING WOULD IT NOT?!" Vegeta yelled as the wind seemed to pick up outside.
"Oh yeah...well this is not where I wanted to go. Do you happen to know where Sheryl O'Connor's room is located?" he asked.
"Why would you need to know that?" Vegeta questioned slowly searching this guy for some sort of confirmation that he wasn't a good person. (A/N: He's a bad person...if you couldn't understand me! I can't write worth crap! ^- ^Uu)
"Oh yeah, my name is Corey (A/N: that's a guy at school that I hate to death! he like cussed out my grandfather and stuff! he's an asshole! oh well back to story!). She wanted me to come over for a while so we could spar." he lied smiling a bit like he knew exactly what he was doing. Vegeta looked him over once more and pointed down the hallway.
"Down that hall, take a left, then a right and it's the third floor on the right." Vegeta directed sighing a bit. Corey smiled in thanks and took off toward the room in quite a hurry. Vegeta shook his head and continued on his walk to his quarters down the hall.
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"There...done!" Bulma said snapping the lid of the connector down and stepped back, covered in grease and oil, though she still looked beautiful, and admired her work. Just as she did the door opened and the Prince walked in. His eyes expanded as he saw the GR.
"What do you think? Kami, am I good or what?" Bulma questioned. Vegeta looked her up and down when she looked away and noticed that she looked hot covered in grease. He looked away when she looked back at him. "So?"
"It's suitible, but we don't know if it works or not." Vegeta stated. Bulma frowned at him.
"Can't you just say I did good?" Bulma asked irritated. Vegeta smirked. He stepped inside and Bulma followed egar to hear what he had to say. Wait? Why am I egar? Do I really like this asshole? Maybe...I mean he is sexy, kami check out that ass! Bulma took a sneak peak of Vegeta's butt as they walked in and grinned as some 'certain thoughts' ran through her head at that moment. Damn...maybe I do like him...maybe I like him a lot...
Vegeta checked out the inside scanning over it to make sure there were no loose ends or problems he wanted her to fix at that moment.
"You did good." he replied and that made Bulma grin wider.
"Thank you." she answered. Vegeta just 'humphed', which she just figured is his own personal way of saying thanks without actually saying it.
"Woman, who's this Corey man?" Vegeta suddenly had to ask.
"Corey? Never heard of him...why?" she asked confused.
"That bastard ran into me and asked for directions to your room to see that weird purple haired friend of yours." he said turning scanning the GR with his hands this time.
"Sheryl? What did you say?" she asked now starting to get scared.
"He said that she wanted him to spar with her or something like that." Vegeta answered.
"Yes, but what did you do?" Bulma questioned urgently.
"I gave him the directions." Vegeta replied. Bulma stepped back with bad thoughts that ran through her head at that moment. Vegeta turned to her and saw her and wondered what the hell was going on. "What's the matter, woman?" he asked with a little sarcasm in his voice.
"You led him there...oh kami...Sheryl!" Bulma yelled running out of the GR and out of his quarters. Vegeta, still clueless as to what was happening, followed her and when they got to the room they saw the door was forced open and inside everything was shrewed across the room. Bulma gasped and ran to Sheryl's bed forcing open the curtains and finding the covers thrown off the bed. Tears brimmed her eyes as she ran to the bathrooms and checked all the cabinets. Tears now falling freely from her face she slid down the wall crying silently and breathing deeply.
"She's gone...gone. He took her...that was the guy at the party." Bulma repeated over and over again silently. Vegeta took in all the mess and what exactly must have gone on here. Sheryl's gone...she's gone. I can't believe it! This isn't happening!
Vegeta saw his angel in a crying heap and walked over to her. He lifted her onto her feet only to have her cave into his arms crying her eyes out.
"She's gone, she's gone. He took her! That bastard took her!" Bulma cried. Instinctively, really not knowing what to do, Vegeta wrapped his arms around her and actually hugged her. She relaxed in his touch and was a bit surprised, but that wasn't the point of matter now.
Sheryl was gone, and she doubted if she was coming back.
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Vegeta: Are you TRYING to make me a pansy?!
AQOM: Ah...no. That was sweet! At least I thought it was...
Sam (my brother): HAHA! VEGETA'S A MOMMA'S BOY!
Vegeta: *growls* SHUT UP BOY! *blows my brother away to Mars* *humph*
AQOM: DUDE! Do that again with my other brother!
A/N: Sorry if that was a little too short for you, I wrote this in 30 minutes! Hehe...anywho, I hope you liked it! REVIEW PLEASE!
Oh just about 15 minutes ago I went and got my life-size stand-up of Legolas!!!! I'm SOOOO HAPPY!! I like stuck his head out my window and was like waving to all these people and my mom thought I was an idiot and rolled up the windows she was so embarrassed. I can't help it I LOVE HIM!! AND HE'S SO FREAKIN' HOTT!!!
Anywho, I'm saving up to buy the Platium Extended Edition of LOTR (Lord of the Rings) that's 4 disks on DVD!! It's going to come out soon, I CAN'T WAIT!! Though it'll probably be like 40 bucks! I've got 23! Hah! Anywho, REVIEW PLEASE!
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Tournament for Queen
Vegeta talked with his father till there was finally an no end to their conversation. He was bored beyond reason, as his father droned on about politics with the rest of the chairboard in high places. His thoughts seemed to drift more and more back to that blue-haired pixie that he suddenly can't stop thinking about. Is this how I'm supposed to feel? Is this what is feels like to know who your mate should be? I can't stop thinking about her...her eyes, her hair, her lips, her body...Kami! What a body...and that attitude, one almost to rival mine. Am I supposed to feel weird inside or was it something I ate? OH! I don't know and I don't give a shit! I don't want to freak out about that now! He thought but then again his thoughts drifted back to her once again.
"...and if we act now we can totally wipe out their pathetic race! All we have to do is--" the King soon stared at his now head on the table asleep son. "BOY! WAKE UP!" Vegeta slowly lifted his head and glared at his father.
"What is it you want, old man?!" Vegeta asked irritably. The King grew furious that his son would talk to him in such a manner and in front of others.
"BOY! You will not address me that way, you understand?! Since you have no tolerance what-so-ever for this manner we are discussing, then you shall leave!" the King stated. Vegeta got up and started to walked away his tail swinging softly behind him. "Where do you think you're going?!" Vegeta turned to his father with an eyebrow raised.
"I'm leaving, like you said I should. Because I scarcely doubt that I would learn anything from your monsterous droning, so I decided to leave like you said." Vegeta answered snappingly. The King was going to respond till he just shook his head and waved his hand in a 'shooing' manner. Vegeta thanked the high heavens and got out of there.
As he walked down the hallway, he noticed that it was now nightfall. That woman better be done with that machine or...or, or, or... he thought but soon enough he couldn't think of really doing anything to her, well except some other things that ran through his mind that he would never utter speak. (A/N: Nor would I write! You know what thoughts, people, don't ask!) As he really thought about it he couldn't even imagine himself bringing any type of harm to her. As he was doing his thinking he ran into the strangest of characters. It was a young man, about in his 20s, with bright blond hair, and purple eyes (A/N: Don't ask again...), he was well built and looked as though he was a retired soldier.
"Whoa, sorry man." he said as he stepped back a pace.
"Watch where you step, you fucking idiot!" Vegeta yelled.
"Hey, aren't you Prince Vegeta?" he asked dumbly.
"Yes. What are you doing near my father's quarters at night?!" Vegeta questioned urgently.
"Oh...this is your father's quarters, you mean the King's quarters?" he asked.
"YES YOU IDIOT, SEEING AS HOW I'M A PRINCE THAT WOULD MAKE MY FATHER A KING WOULD IT NOT?!" Vegeta yelled as the wind seemed to pick up outside.
"Oh yeah...well this is not where I wanted to go. Do you happen to know where Sheryl O'Connor's room is located?" he asked.
"Why would you need to know that?" Vegeta questioned slowly searching this guy for some sort of confirmation that he wasn't a good person. (A/N: He's a bad person...if you couldn't understand me! I can't write worth crap! ^- ^Uu)
"Oh yeah, my name is Corey (A/N: that's a guy at school that I hate to death! he like cussed out my grandfather and stuff! he's an asshole! oh well back to story!). She wanted me to come over for a while so we could spar." he lied smiling a bit like he knew exactly what he was doing. Vegeta looked him over once more and pointed down the hallway.
"Down that hall, take a left, then a right and it's the third floor on the right." Vegeta directed sighing a bit. Corey smiled in thanks and took off toward the room in quite a hurry. Vegeta shook his head and continued on his walk to his quarters down the hall.
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"There...done!" Bulma said snapping the lid of the connector down and stepped back, covered in grease and oil, though she still looked beautiful, and admired her work. Just as she did the door opened and the Prince walked in. His eyes expanded as he saw the GR.
"What do you think? Kami, am I good or what?" Bulma questioned. Vegeta looked her up and down when she looked away and noticed that she looked hot covered in grease. He looked away when she looked back at him. "So?"
"It's suitible, but we don't know if it works or not." Vegeta stated. Bulma frowned at him.
"Can't you just say I did good?" Bulma asked irritated. Vegeta smirked. He stepped inside and Bulma followed egar to hear what he had to say. Wait? Why am I egar? Do I really like this asshole? Maybe...I mean he is sexy, kami check out that ass! Bulma took a sneak peak of Vegeta's butt as they walked in and grinned as some 'certain thoughts' ran through her head at that moment. Damn...maybe I do like him...maybe I like him a lot...
Vegeta checked out the inside scanning over it to make sure there were no loose ends or problems he wanted her to fix at that moment.
"You did good." he replied and that made Bulma grin wider.
"Thank you." she answered. Vegeta just 'humphed', which she just figured is his own personal way of saying thanks without actually saying it.
"Woman, who's this Corey man?" Vegeta suddenly had to ask.
"Corey? Never heard of him...why?" she asked confused.
"That bastard ran into me and asked for directions to your room to see that weird purple haired friend of yours." he said turning scanning the GR with his hands this time.
"Sheryl? What did you say?" she asked now starting to get scared.
"He said that she wanted him to spar with her or something like that." Vegeta answered.
"Yes, but what did you do?" Bulma questioned urgently.
"I gave him the directions." Vegeta replied. Bulma stepped back with bad thoughts that ran through her head at that moment. Vegeta turned to her and saw her and wondered what the hell was going on. "What's the matter, woman?" he asked with a little sarcasm in his voice.
"You led him there...oh kami...Sheryl!" Bulma yelled running out of the GR and out of his quarters. Vegeta, still clueless as to what was happening, followed her and when they got to the room they saw the door was forced open and inside everything was shrewed across the room. Bulma gasped and ran to Sheryl's bed forcing open the curtains and finding the covers thrown off the bed. Tears brimmed her eyes as she ran to the bathrooms and checked all the cabinets. Tears now falling freely from her face she slid down the wall crying silently and breathing deeply.
"She's gone...gone. He took her...that was the guy at the party." Bulma repeated over and over again silently. Vegeta took in all the mess and what exactly must have gone on here. Sheryl's gone...she's gone. I can't believe it! This isn't happening!
Vegeta saw his angel in a crying heap and walked over to her. He lifted her onto her feet only to have her cave into his arms crying her eyes out.
"She's gone, she's gone. He took her! That bastard took her!" Bulma cried. Instinctively, really not knowing what to do, Vegeta wrapped his arms around her and actually hugged her. She relaxed in his touch and was a bit surprised, but that wasn't the point of matter now.
Sheryl was gone, and she doubted if she was coming back.
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Vegeta: Are you TRYING to make me a pansy?!
AQOM: Ah...no. That was sweet! At least I thought it was...
Sam (my brother): HAHA! VEGETA'S A MOMMA'S BOY!
Vegeta: *growls* SHUT UP BOY! *blows my brother away to Mars* *humph*
AQOM: DUDE! Do that again with my other brother!
A/N: Sorry if that was a little too short for you, I wrote this in 30 minutes! Hehe...anywho, I hope you liked it! REVIEW PLEASE!
Oh just about 15 minutes ago I went and got my life-size stand-up of Legolas!!!! I'm SOOOO HAPPY!! I like stuck his head out my window and was like waving to all these people and my mom thought I was an idiot and rolled up the windows she was so embarrassed. I can't help it I LOVE HIM!! AND HE'S SO FREAKIN' HOTT!!!
Anywho, I'm saving up to buy the Platium Extended Edition of LOTR (Lord of the Rings) that's 4 disks on DVD!! It's going to come out soon, I CAN'T WAIT!! Though it'll probably be like 40 bucks! I've got 23! Hah! Anywho, REVIEW PLEASE!
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