A/N: Hello everyone. I'm sorry for not updating last night, but I just
couldn't do it! I'm especially sorry to Kim! Anyway, here is the next
chapter of my lil fic. Thank you so much for your wonderful reviews, they
mean a lot to me. I started school and, I'm making new friends (already
have my lil group lol). There's a lot of work, so I'm trying to do this
fic and school work so please bare with me! Anyways, on with the story.
Happy Reading!!
This Chapter: Bulma makes her decision, with a lil persuasion from Vegeta. And who's this strange person Bulma meets?
Disclaimer: ~yawn~
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Vegeta froze as he saw the tears rolling down Bulma's cheek. He frowned uncomfortably at her, they both stood silent on the garden path, neither of them moving or saying a word.
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Bulma sniffled slightly bowing her head, not daring to look up at Vegeta. She hated crying infront of him, but this was too much! She looked up, nervously.
Vegeta sneered in disgust, but his expression softened, if only a little, as Bulma slowly lifted her head up to look at him, "Onna, if you do not compete in this tournament then you will never become Queen of Vegeta-sei."
"But I'm not strong enough to fight a Saiya-jin woman! I mean look at me, she could snap me like a twig!"
"Grr.. That is why I am training you baka onna!"
She looked at him seriously, "Don't call me baka onna, Vegeta."
"And why not? BAKA ONNA."
She was beginning to get irritated, "Beacause it's annoying! And besides I happen to be a genius!"
"Keyword word is 'happen'. Right now, you are weak and pathetic AND you seem to have the IQ of a fruit fly."
She lunged at him, screaming in rage. "TAKE THAT BACK YOU BRAINLESS BABOON!"
Vegeta smirked and dodged her pathetic attempt to hit him. His plan was working, "Then prove to me that you can do this tournament!"
"FINE! Wait until I win this tournament and I'm Queen of YOUR planet! You better watch your back monkey boy!" She stomped off, leaving Vegeta stunned but proud of his tactics. He was good, very good!
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It had been two hours and Bulma was still stomping through the palace gardens muttering to herself, cursing Vegeta. *Just wait and see Vegeta! I'll beat that lil Saiya-jin hussy, if it's the last thing I do!*
Vegeta was back at the palace when he heard Bulma's thought. *Onna, are you still raving on about the blasted tournament?!*
Bulma stopped in her tracks as she heard Vegeta's voice in her head. She started to scream, "GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HEAD VEG-HEAD! YOU DON'T CARE IF I LIVE OR DIE IN THIS STUPID TOURNAMENT. THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!* She fell to her knees, not in the mood for another verbal spar with the all-mighty Prince of Saiya-jins.
Vegeta raised his eyebrow and put up a mental wall. *Feh, stupid woman. Getting worked up for nothing! As if I'd really let her hurt herself.*
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Bulma sighed as she felt the connection to Vegeta fade. She sat on her knees, still not moving. She looked up at the sky, it was already getting dark! Getting up, she started to walk back towards the palace, oblivious of anything else, until she bumped into someone.
"Oh, I'm sorry, my fault. I didn't see you there." Bulma tried to smile politely, but all she could manage was a frown.
"No, forgive me. I should be more alert." The creature hissed at her.
"Your not Saiya-jin!" *No DUH Bulma, he's a friggin plant!* She shook her head at her silliness.
"You're quite right, Ms..?"
"Briefs, Bulma Briefs. What's your name?"
"My name is Otari, I am a guard."
"Weird, I thought only Saiya-jins were supposed to guard the palace?"
The short blue skinned man smiled eerily at her. "You are quite mistaken Ms. Briefs, I was hired as a guard from my home planet, because of my.. special powers." Lord Otari couldn't think of an excuse, as he tried to throw Bulma off of his trail. He had worked too hard and long to get this far and he was not about to let a stupid human ruin it for him!
Bulma frowned, "Oh, well nice meeting you. Otari..?"
Lord Otari nodded and quickly walked off, *That was too close..*
Bulma stared at his retreating back. *What an odd little man..*
She shrugged and continued walking back to the palace. She only had two weeks to prepare for the tournament!
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Bulma yawned as she entered her room, it had been a long and tiring day!
She yelped as she felt strong firm arms encircle her waist. She was about to scream when she felt a hand clamp down on her mouth.
"Must you always scream at everything onna!" Vegeta hissed into her ear, still not taking his hand off her mouth.
Bulma's chest heaved up and down, her heart beating at a fast pace. *You idiot, are trying to scare me to death?*
Vegeta smirked, still standing and holding her from behind, "It was worth a try," he whispered gruffly into her ear. He removed his hand from her mouth, slowly.
She tried to pull away, starting to get annoyed. One minute he was G.I Jo- Vegeta, and then next he acts like he's Cassanova! "Let go Vegeta, what's your problem?"
He released her and flipped her to face him, his face darkening. "Onna, I suggest you get rid of your harpy attitude."
Bulma stared at him, wide-eyed. "Why are you constantly having mood swings? I hope you won't be like this when we go back to Earth!"
"Who said YOU were going back to Earth, onna?" He spat back.
"What are you talking about? Of course I'm going back to Earth, I live there for Kami's sake!"
"Wrong! This is your home now. I refuse to let you go back to the damned planet. You stay here." He said menacingly.
Bulma gulped, "Vegeta, Earth is MY home. I have to go back."
"And what do you suggest I do with this planet? Blow it up again?"
"No-"
"You are MY mate onna and are carrying MY son and he heir to the throne of Vegeta-sei, so you stay on this planet."
"Vegeta! I can't stay here forever, I'll go insane and I'll miss home too much!!"
He growled at her, "This discussion ends here!"
"But Vegeta-!"
He cut in, "END OF DISCUSSION!" he roared.
She winced at the tone of his voice, but kept quiet. She wasn't angry, shocked but not angry. On some level she was secretly pleased that he didn't want her to be away from him, it showed just how much he loved her, even if he could never put it into words.
She smiled inside and decided to give in, for now. "Ok Vegeta, you win. I'll stay here, BUT I'm going to visit Earth, and you can't stop me doing that." She looked into his eyes and could tell he was shocked by her sudden change of heart.
He remained impassive, "Deal."
She smiled seductively, "Now, what are you doing in my room? Is there something you wanted?"
He smirked evilly, knowing exactly what he wanted and how he wanted it.
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The next week was the usual, Vegeta pissing Bulma off more and more in the day, but making up for it at night. Hint, hint.
The tournament was drawing closer and closer and Bulma's strength was steadily increasing, much to her amazement.
Vegeta had taught her the basics of Karate and Tai-bo and every other known form of martial arts. She was also training herself mentally as well as physically, much to her relief. Earth was not mentioned between the couple. Bulma thought she would leave it until as late as possible. She couldn't make him choose between her home planet or his home planet, could she?
Vegeta found himself growing further attatched to Bulma, the more time he spent with her. And to be honest, he was slightly afraid. These emotions were still new to him, and he just couldn't express them, as they repulsed him. He only showed Bulma 'affection' (if you can call it that) at night, when the world was in slumber and only the two of them existed. He had to admit that he was slightly impressed by Bulma's progress, for a weakling she had great promise. If only she stopped whining and concentrated!
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The tournament was now almost two days away, and Bulma was extremely nervous. She had been on this planet a little over a month and she had barely been outside the palace walls! She was keen to see what the rest of the Saiya-jin population were like. She wondered if they were like King Vegeta and Mik, or if they were mean like Vegeta. She giggled at the thought of mini-Vegeta's running around Vegeta-sei, renound for using the words 'onna' and 'baka'.
She slipped and fell onto her backside.
Vegeta growled, "Onna. Concentrate! You only have two more days, do you have a death wish?"
She pouted, standing up and rubbing her sore bottom. "Sorry, just have a lot on my mind."
Vegeta felt a smile tug at his lips, which he refused to show. "Concentrate." He threw a light punch to her stomach.
She screeched, curling up into a ball. "VEGETA!"
"What?" he asked innocently. Well, as innocent as he could be, which was not a lot.
"The baby!" She wrapped her arms around her stomach protectively.
He rolled his eyes. "It's Saiya-jin. Nothing will happen to it."
"I don't care! Punch my stomach again and I will personally put you in the rejuvination tank!"
He smirked at the tiny woman before him. "Nan de mo, onna!"
"Don't 'whatever' me! I'm serious!"
He shook his head, "Enough! Train more, talk less."
She huffed but gave him her best right hook, back-kick combo. She smiled, she definately felt stronger and much more fitter than before. They had been slowly making the gravity more and more, to be honest, she felt powerful. They were already on 25G's. *I AM BULMA-WOMAN. HEAR ME ROAR! GRR..* She giggled at her mantra.
Vegeta sniggered as he heard Bulma's thought. *Crazy onna,* he thought secretly.
Both were content and oblivious to what was happening around them, little did they know, it may have been too late to stop the trouble that was heading their way.
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Lord Otari had been hiding and observing the human and the prince for the past two weeks, unbeknownst to them. He smiled evilly, *Soon, I shall have my revenge. Be careful Prince Vegeta, payback can be such a bitch!*
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A/N: I have used Bunni Girl's idea (THANK YOU GURL! I really appreciate it) and it will be coming up in the next chapter! I luv ya'll so much, thank you for taking the time out to read and review. What did you think of this chapter? Let me know!
To everyone: People, I'm not sure if I should continue this fic. The school work load is just too much. However, if you want me to continue, please let me know, so that I know I'm doing this fic for a reason and for you guys! I need votes, continue or not? That is the question.
Next Chapter: Tournament time! Meet the Saiya-jin woman Bulma is up against AND Lord Otari strikes at the worst possible moment!!
JluvsVeggie: ~snaps Vegeta out of his trance~
Vegeta: What the hell have you been doing to me woman? ~wakes up from his trance to find himself dressed in a pink 'bad man' shirt.
JluvsVeggie: Nothin...... ~looks innocent~
Vegeta: Don't 'nothin..' me! You're ALL against me. I'll kill you all! DIE EVIL PEOPLE DIIIIIEEEEEEEE. ~points finger at readers and JluvsVeggie, ready to shoot~
JluvsVeggie: *Uh-oh.. He's gone insane! I liked him better OOC!* ~looks at the readers frantically~ BANANA, I NEED A FRIGGIN BANANA!! WHO'S GOT A DAMN BANANA...?
Stay tuned!!
Extra:-
To Bunni Girl: Don't poke me, ~pokes her back with a stick~ I'm writing as fast as I can teehee.
JluvsVeggie: ~bows down to all the readers/reviewers~ I'm not worthy, I'm not worthy (of your compliments. LOL)
This Chapter: Bulma makes her decision, with a lil persuasion from Vegeta. And who's this strange person Bulma meets?
Disclaimer: ~yawn~
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Vegeta froze as he saw the tears rolling down Bulma's cheek. He frowned uncomfortably at her, they both stood silent on the garden path, neither of them moving or saying a word.
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Bulma sniffled slightly bowing her head, not daring to look up at Vegeta. She hated crying infront of him, but this was too much! She looked up, nervously.
Vegeta sneered in disgust, but his expression softened, if only a little, as Bulma slowly lifted her head up to look at him, "Onna, if you do not compete in this tournament then you will never become Queen of Vegeta-sei."
"But I'm not strong enough to fight a Saiya-jin woman! I mean look at me, she could snap me like a twig!"
"Grr.. That is why I am training you baka onna!"
She looked at him seriously, "Don't call me baka onna, Vegeta."
"And why not? BAKA ONNA."
She was beginning to get irritated, "Beacause it's annoying! And besides I happen to be a genius!"
"Keyword word is 'happen'. Right now, you are weak and pathetic AND you seem to have the IQ of a fruit fly."
She lunged at him, screaming in rage. "TAKE THAT BACK YOU BRAINLESS BABOON!"
Vegeta smirked and dodged her pathetic attempt to hit him. His plan was working, "Then prove to me that you can do this tournament!"
"FINE! Wait until I win this tournament and I'm Queen of YOUR planet! You better watch your back monkey boy!" She stomped off, leaving Vegeta stunned but proud of his tactics. He was good, very good!
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It had been two hours and Bulma was still stomping through the palace gardens muttering to herself, cursing Vegeta. *Just wait and see Vegeta! I'll beat that lil Saiya-jin hussy, if it's the last thing I do!*
Vegeta was back at the palace when he heard Bulma's thought. *Onna, are you still raving on about the blasted tournament?!*
Bulma stopped in her tracks as she heard Vegeta's voice in her head. She started to scream, "GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HEAD VEG-HEAD! YOU DON'T CARE IF I LIVE OR DIE IN THIS STUPID TOURNAMENT. THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!* She fell to her knees, not in the mood for another verbal spar with the all-mighty Prince of Saiya-jins.
Vegeta raised his eyebrow and put up a mental wall. *Feh, stupid woman. Getting worked up for nothing! As if I'd really let her hurt herself.*
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Bulma sighed as she felt the connection to Vegeta fade. She sat on her knees, still not moving. She looked up at the sky, it was already getting dark! Getting up, she started to walk back towards the palace, oblivious of anything else, until she bumped into someone.
"Oh, I'm sorry, my fault. I didn't see you there." Bulma tried to smile politely, but all she could manage was a frown.
"No, forgive me. I should be more alert." The creature hissed at her.
"Your not Saiya-jin!" *No DUH Bulma, he's a friggin plant!* She shook her head at her silliness.
"You're quite right, Ms..?"
"Briefs, Bulma Briefs. What's your name?"
"My name is Otari, I am a guard."
"Weird, I thought only Saiya-jins were supposed to guard the palace?"
The short blue skinned man smiled eerily at her. "You are quite mistaken Ms. Briefs, I was hired as a guard from my home planet, because of my.. special powers." Lord Otari couldn't think of an excuse, as he tried to throw Bulma off of his trail. He had worked too hard and long to get this far and he was not about to let a stupid human ruin it for him!
Bulma frowned, "Oh, well nice meeting you. Otari..?"
Lord Otari nodded and quickly walked off, *That was too close..*
Bulma stared at his retreating back. *What an odd little man..*
She shrugged and continued walking back to the palace. She only had two weeks to prepare for the tournament!
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Bulma yawned as she entered her room, it had been a long and tiring day!
She yelped as she felt strong firm arms encircle her waist. She was about to scream when she felt a hand clamp down on her mouth.
"Must you always scream at everything onna!" Vegeta hissed into her ear, still not taking his hand off her mouth.
Bulma's chest heaved up and down, her heart beating at a fast pace. *You idiot, are trying to scare me to death?*
Vegeta smirked, still standing and holding her from behind, "It was worth a try," he whispered gruffly into her ear. He removed his hand from her mouth, slowly.
She tried to pull away, starting to get annoyed. One minute he was G.I Jo- Vegeta, and then next he acts like he's Cassanova! "Let go Vegeta, what's your problem?"
He released her and flipped her to face him, his face darkening. "Onna, I suggest you get rid of your harpy attitude."
Bulma stared at him, wide-eyed. "Why are you constantly having mood swings? I hope you won't be like this when we go back to Earth!"
"Who said YOU were going back to Earth, onna?" He spat back.
"What are you talking about? Of course I'm going back to Earth, I live there for Kami's sake!"
"Wrong! This is your home now. I refuse to let you go back to the damned planet. You stay here." He said menacingly.
Bulma gulped, "Vegeta, Earth is MY home. I have to go back."
"And what do you suggest I do with this planet? Blow it up again?"
"No-"
"You are MY mate onna and are carrying MY son and he heir to the throne of Vegeta-sei, so you stay on this planet."
"Vegeta! I can't stay here forever, I'll go insane and I'll miss home too much!!"
He growled at her, "This discussion ends here!"
"But Vegeta-!"
He cut in, "END OF DISCUSSION!" he roared.
She winced at the tone of his voice, but kept quiet. She wasn't angry, shocked but not angry. On some level she was secretly pleased that he didn't want her to be away from him, it showed just how much he loved her, even if he could never put it into words.
She smiled inside and decided to give in, for now. "Ok Vegeta, you win. I'll stay here, BUT I'm going to visit Earth, and you can't stop me doing that." She looked into his eyes and could tell he was shocked by her sudden change of heart.
He remained impassive, "Deal."
She smiled seductively, "Now, what are you doing in my room? Is there something you wanted?"
He smirked evilly, knowing exactly what he wanted and how he wanted it.
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The next week was the usual, Vegeta pissing Bulma off more and more in the day, but making up for it at night. Hint, hint.
The tournament was drawing closer and closer and Bulma's strength was steadily increasing, much to her amazement.
Vegeta had taught her the basics of Karate and Tai-bo and every other known form of martial arts. She was also training herself mentally as well as physically, much to her relief. Earth was not mentioned between the couple. Bulma thought she would leave it until as late as possible. She couldn't make him choose between her home planet or his home planet, could she?
Vegeta found himself growing further attatched to Bulma, the more time he spent with her. And to be honest, he was slightly afraid. These emotions were still new to him, and he just couldn't express them, as they repulsed him. He only showed Bulma 'affection' (if you can call it that) at night, when the world was in slumber and only the two of them existed. He had to admit that he was slightly impressed by Bulma's progress, for a weakling she had great promise. If only she stopped whining and concentrated!
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The tournament was now almost two days away, and Bulma was extremely nervous. She had been on this planet a little over a month and she had barely been outside the palace walls! She was keen to see what the rest of the Saiya-jin population were like. She wondered if they were like King Vegeta and Mik, or if they were mean like Vegeta. She giggled at the thought of mini-Vegeta's running around Vegeta-sei, renound for using the words 'onna' and 'baka'.
She slipped and fell onto her backside.
Vegeta growled, "Onna. Concentrate! You only have two more days, do you have a death wish?"
She pouted, standing up and rubbing her sore bottom. "Sorry, just have a lot on my mind."
Vegeta felt a smile tug at his lips, which he refused to show. "Concentrate." He threw a light punch to her stomach.
She screeched, curling up into a ball. "VEGETA!"
"What?" he asked innocently. Well, as innocent as he could be, which was not a lot.
"The baby!" She wrapped her arms around her stomach protectively.
He rolled his eyes. "It's Saiya-jin. Nothing will happen to it."
"I don't care! Punch my stomach again and I will personally put you in the rejuvination tank!"
He smirked at the tiny woman before him. "Nan de mo, onna!"
"Don't 'whatever' me! I'm serious!"
He shook his head, "Enough! Train more, talk less."
She huffed but gave him her best right hook, back-kick combo. She smiled, she definately felt stronger and much more fitter than before. They had been slowly making the gravity more and more, to be honest, she felt powerful. They were already on 25G's. *I AM BULMA-WOMAN. HEAR ME ROAR! GRR..* She giggled at her mantra.
Vegeta sniggered as he heard Bulma's thought. *Crazy onna,* he thought secretly.
Both were content and oblivious to what was happening around them, little did they know, it may have been too late to stop the trouble that was heading their way.
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Lord Otari had been hiding and observing the human and the prince for the past two weeks, unbeknownst to them. He smiled evilly, *Soon, I shall have my revenge. Be careful Prince Vegeta, payback can be such a bitch!*
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A/N: I have used Bunni Girl's idea (THANK YOU GURL! I really appreciate it) and it will be coming up in the next chapter! I luv ya'll so much, thank you for taking the time out to read and review. What did you think of this chapter? Let me know!
To everyone: People, I'm not sure if I should continue this fic. The school work load is just too much. However, if you want me to continue, please let me know, so that I know I'm doing this fic for a reason and for you guys! I need votes, continue or not? That is the question.
Next Chapter: Tournament time! Meet the Saiya-jin woman Bulma is up against AND Lord Otari strikes at the worst possible moment!!
JluvsVeggie: ~snaps Vegeta out of his trance~
Vegeta: What the hell have you been doing to me woman? ~wakes up from his trance to find himself dressed in a pink 'bad man' shirt.
JluvsVeggie: Nothin...... ~looks innocent~
Vegeta: Don't 'nothin..' me! You're ALL against me. I'll kill you all! DIE EVIL PEOPLE DIIIIIEEEEEEEE. ~points finger at readers and JluvsVeggie, ready to shoot~
JluvsVeggie: *Uh-oh.. He's gone insane! I liked him better OOC!* ~looks at the readers frantically~ BANANA, I NEED A FRIGGIN BANANA!! WHO'S GOT A DAMN BANANA...?
Stay tuned!!
Extra:-
To Bunni Girl: Don't poke me, ~pokes her back with a stick~ I'm writing as fast as I can teehee.
JluvsVeggie: ~bows down to all the readers/reviewers~ I'm not worthy, I'm not worthy (of your compliments. LOL)