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that universe. I also do not own any of the Marvel Universe characters. I
do not profit in any way from this story.
Background: The story begins in Japan with two of our favorite Dragonball Z characters: Vegeta and Bulma. The setting is just after Vegeta has landed on earth and only recently begun to train at the Capsule Corporation's compound in his quest to achieve Super-Saiyan. Chapter 2 will take us around the world to Professor Xavier's mansion and the home of the X-men where one X-woman is about to come face to face with her worst nightmare.
The Prince and the Phoenix - Chapter 1
"It's too beautiful a day to be stuck inside training," Bulma happily thought as she strolled passed the Gravity Room. The thunderclap explosions and flashes of brilliant light that emanated from the enormous round building would have made the staunchest military generals flinch, but having been around the Z fighters most of her life, she just shrugged. "But, oh well, if he wants to keep himself cooped up like a caged animal, that suits me just fine!"
She continued past the area where Vegeta was training to become a Super Saiyan. It had been almost two months since the Prince had graced her home with his menacing presence. Always barking orders and shouting demands and even threatening her life on a daily basis, Vegeta was a constant source of stress and agitation. "Stress and agitation?" she thought, surprising herself with her opinion. "What about mind-numbing paralyzing fear?"
This man, though diminutive in stature, possessed enough strength to end the world with very little effort as he had already demonstrated on countless devastated planets across the galaxy. It didn't help matters that he reminded her of that fact constantly. Yet, since their last argument, and for some reason she couldn't fathom, he hadn't been nearly so demanding or obnoxious. If she didn't know him so well, she would have thought he was on eggshells around her. Stopping to recall the event from three nights previous, Bulma was still amazed he let her keep her life instead of blasting her into the next dimension.
***
Vegeta walked into the kitchen with his normal pompous attitude and demanded she bring him dinner and "lots of it! And be quick about it, Earth- girl, or I'll blast your inferior stupid self into the next dimension!"
Bulma had just completed a very long and exhausting day. For its entire duration, she and her father had slaved away trying to repair the damage Vegeta had done to the Gravity Room early that morning. As always, the threat to end their existence if they didn't work faster was looming over their heads. Oh no, the mighty Prince of all Saiyans couldn't be delayed in his training, not even if he was the one that broke the damn machine in the first place and didn't have the slightest idea how to fix it! Between them both, she and her father had repaired the machine dozens of time already with little thanks more than the door to the room rudely slammed in their faces. He would disagreeably emerge later covered in sweat and storm into the kitchen demanding the nearest person feed him. Because of his foolish demands, Bulma had already missed enough dates with her boyfriend Yamcha that she was beginning to have difficulty recalling what he looked like.
For the first time since Vegeta had come to live with them, Bulma momentarily forgot her fear of him and let her famous temper get the better of her. She turned on him with eyes flashing and smashed her dinner plate on the ground. "You get your own damned dinner by your own damned self, you ungrateful idiot! I have a date with MY boyfriend that nothing is going to prevent me from going on, not you OR your stupid threats. You're just going to have to go ahead and kill me but then no one will fix your stupid gravity room for you because you certainly aren't smart enough to do it! You'll end your miserable existence all alone with no one to blame except yourself and that miserable conceited pride you have!"
With that, she stormed out of the room leaving a very surprised Prince staring in her wake. In a moment, he was upon her, grabbing her arm and spinning her around. Taking a breath, he exploded! "You insolent little weakling! You cannot speak to Vegeta, Prince of all Saiyans, like that! I am the strongest being in the universe! Not to mention ten times smarter than any of you pathetic humans!"
At that last statement, Bulma fueled the fresh, hot rage boiling inside of her and decided if he was truly going to kill her this time, she was going to let him have a piece of her mind before she went. "Smarter?! Please! Next to me, you're dumber than a box of rocks! In fact, I've never seen someone so incompetent, so mentally challenged as you! You are an absolute moron! Why, you probably don't even know the difference between a gravitational demodulator and a lateral triangulator! And on top of all that, you're, well, you're ugly, too!"
Vegeta, for once, was too stunned to say anything. His mouth moved a few moments before it snapped shut, and he violently turned away. Without saying another word, he stormed out of the kitchen, slamming the door behind him. He was almost to the Gravity Room when Bulma realized he left without anything to eat. Strangely, she felt really remorseful for saying such harsh things to him. After all, except for Goku, he WAS the last of his race and he must get pretty lonely sometimes. Maybe, puffing himself up made him feel less insecure. As her way of apologizing, she cooked him his regular evening meal and delivered it to the Gravity Room but left before he could open the door.
Bulma finally went out on her date with Yamcha that night, deliriously happy to see the young warrior turned baseball star, so much so that she didn't notice Vegeta hovering high in the sky above, watching her with a smirk on his face.
Background: The story begins in Japan with two of our favorite Dragonball Z characters: Vegeta and Bulma. The setting is just after Vegeta has landed on earth and only recently begun to train at the Capsule Corporation's compound in his quest to achieve Super-Saiyan. Chapter 2 will take us around the world to Professor Xavier's mansion and the home of the X-men where one X-woman is about to come face to face with her worst nightmare.
The Prince and the Phoenix - Chapter 1
"It's too beautiful a day to be stuck inside training," Bulma happily thought as she strolled passed the Gravity Room. The thunderclap explosions and flashes of brilliant light that emanated from the enormous round building would have made the staunchest military generals flinch, but having been around the Z fighters most of her life, she just shrugged. "But, oh well, if he wants to keep himself cooped up like a caged animal, that suits me just fine!"
She continued past the area where Vegeta was training to become a Super Saiyan. It had been almost two months since the Prince had graced her home with his menacing presence. Always barking orders and shouting demands and even threatening her life on a daily basis, Vegeta was a constant source of stress and agitation. "Stress and agitation?" she thought, surprising herself with her opinion. "What about mind-numbing paralyzing fear?"
This man, though diminutive in stature, possessed enough strength to end the world with very little effort as he had already demonstrated on countless devastated planets across the galaxy. It didn't help matters that he reminded her of that fact constantly. Yet, since their last argument, and for some reason she couldn't fathom, he hadn't been nearly so demanding or obnoxious. If she didn't know him so well, she would have thought he was on eggshells around her. Stopping to recall the event from three nights previous, Bulma was still amazed he let her keep her life instead of blasting her into the next dimension.
***
Vegeta walked into the kitchen with his normal pompous attitude and demanded she bring him dinner and "lots of it! And be quick about it, Earth- girl, or I'll blast your inferior stupid self into the next dimension!"
Bulma had just completed a very long and exhausting day. For its entire duration, she and her father had slaved away trying to repair the damage Vegeta had done to the Gravity Room early that morning. As always, the threat to end their existence if they didn't work faster was looming over their heads. Oh no, the mighty Prince of all Saiyans couldn't be delayed in his training, not even if he was the one that broke the damn machine in the first place and didn't have the slightest idea how to fix it! Between them both, she and her father had repaired the machine dozens of time already with little thanks more than the door to the room rudely slammed in their faces. He would disagreeably emerge later covered in sweat and storm into the kitchen demanding the nearest person feed him. Because of his foolish demands, Bulma had already missed enough dates with her boyfriend Yamcha that she was beginning to have difficulty recalling what he looked like.
For the first time since Vegeta had come to live with them, Bulma momentarily forgot her fear of him and let her famous temper get the better of her. She turned on him with eyes flashing and smashed her dinner plate on the ground. "You get your own damned dinner by your own damned self, you ungrateful idiot! I have a date with MY boyfriend that nothing is going to prevent me from going on, not you OR your stupid threats. You're just going to have to go ahead and kill me but then no one will fix your stupid gravity room for you because you certainly aren't smart enough to do it! You'll end your miserable existence all alone with no one to blame except yourself and that miserable conceited pride you have!"
With that, she stormed out of the room leaving a very surprised Prince staring in her wake. In a moment, he was upon her, grabbing her arm and spinning her around. Taking a breath, he exploded! "You insolent little weakling! You cannot speak to Vegeta, Prince of all Saiyans, like that! I am the strongest being in the universe! Not to mention ten times smarter than any of you pathetic humans!"
At that last statement, Bulma fueled the fresh, hot rage boiling inside of her and decided if he was truly going to kill her this time, she was going to let him have a piece of her mind before she went. "Smarter?! Please! Next to me, you're dumber than a box of rocks! In fact, I've never seen someone so incompetent, so mentally challenged as you! You are an absolute moron! Why, you probably don't even know the difference between a gravitational demodulator and a lateral triangulator! And on top of all that, you're, well, you're ugly, too!"
Vegeta, for once, was too stunned to say anything. His mouth moved a few moments before it snapped shut, and he violently turned away. Without saying another word, he stormed out of the kitchen, slamming the door behind him. He was almost to the Gravity Room when Bulma realized he left without anything to eat. Strangely, she felt really remorseful for saying such harsh things to him. After all, except for Goku, he WAS the last of his race and he must get pretty lonely sometimes. Maybe, puffing himself up made him feel less insecure. As her way of apologizing, she cooked him his regular evening meal and delivered it to the Gravity Room but left before he could open the door.
Bulma finally went out on her date with Yamcha that night, deliriously happy to see the young warrior turned baseball star, so much so that she didn't notice Vegeta hovering high in the sky above, watching her with a smirk on his face.