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my very own Veggie-chan!!!!
After Yamcha left, Buruma went upstairs depressed and sulking. She decided that she deserved a night out on the town. Buruma shoved clothes aside as she angrily replayed her and Yamchas argument...Turquoise Temptress...yea right! An evil grin suddenly spread across Buruma's face as she spotted her blue halter top dress that reached above her knees. She got down on all fours and started pulling shoes from the bottom of her closet, neatness was never a strong point of Buruma, a pack rat at heart. She triumphantly emerged a blue knee high boot in each hand. After getting dressed and carefully applying her makeup Buruma decided to let her long hair down.
Buruma crept down the stairs and took a flying jump from the bottom step to the living room, which was carpeted. She had to avoid the kitchen tile that was laid at the bottom of the stairs. She landed softly...but not nearly softly enough. Before Buruma had time to move her bangs out of her eyes, Vejita's voice rang clear and loud "WOMAN! WHERE'S MY DINNER?"
"Kuso...I was almost out..." Buruma swore, stood up from her landing position, straightened her dress and walked into the kitchen.
"Baka...wasting your time on that weakling again?" Vejita snorted and he sat down at the kitchen table and waited impatiently. "You should be home cooking my dinner! I'm training to save this mudball of a planet and you're walking around like a Kehenla"
Buruma looked over her shoulder as she continued cutting vegetables and adding them to the stew she was making. "First of all...you couldn't care less if this planet was blown to bits as long a Son-ku and yourself survived to fight each other. Second of all, what the hell is your over bloated head talking about? What the hell is a kelenma?" She decided to let the rude comment on Yamcha pass, she was sick of defending him...to Vegita...her friends...her parents...herself...
"Baka! KEHENLA! You humans often call such a creature a..." Vejita pretended to look thoughtful before catching Buruma's eye and saying "hooker."
"Bastard! I'm not a hooker! You're just mad that you can look, but you....can't....touch!" She waved the knife in front of his face with each word. Vejita got so annoyed he decided to have some fun. At Buruma's expense of course.
"Pathetic piece of trash!" he snorted, "I don't want to touch!"Vejita moved toward Burumas who's back was to him as she continued cutting vegetables and whispered in her ear "but what would you do if I did? You couldn't stop me." as he touched the small of her back which was exposed in the dress. Buruma jumped with fright and shock at the sudden touch on her back and she spun. As she looked up at Vejita, a piece of tomato that was stuck to the knife fell to the front of her dress. Neither of them noticed. Buruma suddenly turned back around and relaxed her tense muscles and continued cutting.
::Baka woman:: Vejita thought, ::She teases me and when I do the same, she flips out! These baka humans are too emotional and unstable for me! I can't wait to destroy this whole planet...I'll start with Scar-Face and move on to Baldie...::
Buruma interrupted his thought process when she suddenly announced she was leaving. Usually, Vejita wouldn't even say anything, let alone look up, but this one time he did.
::For the love of Kami...keep a straight face:: Vejita ordered himself. Much to his chagrin, Buruma noticed him looking at her dress so she glanced down. There was tomato smeared down the front, leaving a long red stain and seeds scattered for good measure. Buruma let out a little shriek that pierced the Saiyans Prince's ears and ran up the stairs before Vejita could tell her that he'd rather have vegetable like hair than vegetable clothes*. Buruma appeared a few minutes later with her hair in a very high ponytail, a tight red shirt with long tight sleeves but no midriff and a black skirt that came to above her knees, boots, and bangles. Then she was out the door before Vejita could even call her a Kehenla again.
Buruma decided to ride her motorbike and threw the capsule on the ground. As she adjusted her helmet she wondered if Yamcha would be at his favorite club, Shout. She figured he would, so she sped off in the direction of the club, with no clue as to what lay ahead of her.
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Authors note: Hey everyone!!!! PLEASE REVIEW!! I need to know if people are reading this and what you think! the * I had before is to let you know that I know that a tomato isn't a vegetable, but I couldn't think of anything else that stained like a tomato would! Thanks for reading and reviewing!!!!!!
After Yamcha left, Buruma went upstairs depressed and sulking. She decided that she deserved a night out on the town. Buruma shoved clothes aside as she angrily replayed her and Yamchas argument...Turquoise Temptress...yea right! An evil grin suddenly spread across Buruma's face as she spotted her blue halter top dress that reached above her knees. She got down on all fours and started pulling shoes from the bottom of her closet, neatness was never a strong point of Buruma, a pack rat at heart. She triumphantly emerged a blue knee high boot in each hand. After getting dressed and carefully applying her makeup Buruma decided to let her long hair down.
Buruma crept down the stairs and took a flying jump from the bottom step to the living room, which was carpeted. She had to avoid the kitchen tile that was laid at the bottom of the stairs. She landed softly...but not nearly softly enough. Before Buruma had time to move her bangs out of her eyes, Vejita's voice rang clear and loud "WOMAN! WHERE'S MY DINNER?"
"Kuso...I was almost out..." Buruma swore, stood up from her landing position, straightened her dress and walked into the kitchen.
"Baka...wasting your time on that weakling again?" Vejita snorted and he sat down at the kitchen table and waited impatiently. "You should be home cooking my dinner! I'm training to save this mudball of a planet and you're walking around like a Kehenla"
Buruma looked over her shoulder as she continued cutting vegetables and adding them to the stew she was making. "First of all...you couldn't care less if this planet was blown to bits as long a Son-ku and yourself survived to fight each other. Second of all, what the hell is your over bloated head talking about? What the hell is a kelenma?" She decided to let the rude comment on Yamcha pass, she was sick of defending him...to Vegita...her friends...her parents...herself...
"Baka! KEHENLA! You humans often call such a creature a..." Vejita pretended to look thoughtful before catching Buruma's eye and saying "hooker."
"Bastard! I'm not a hooker! You're just mad that you can look, but you....can't....touch!" She waved the knife in front of his face with each word. Vejita got so annoyed he decided to have some fun. At Buruma's expense of course.
"Pathetic piece of trash!" he snorted, "I don't want to touch!"Vejita moved toward Burumas who's back was to him as she continued cutting vegetables and whispered in her ear "but what would you do if I did? You couldn't stop me." as he touched the small of her back which was exposed in the dress. Buruma jumped with fright and shock at the sudden touch on her back and she spun. As she looked up at Vejita, a piece of tomato that was stuck to the knife fell to the front of her dress. Neither of them noticed. Buruma suddenly turned back around and relaxed her tense muscles and continued cutting.
::Baka woman:: Vejita thought, ::She teases me and when I do the same, she flips out! These baka humans are too emotional and unstable for me! I can't wait to destroy this whole planet...I'll start with Scar-Face and move on to Baldie...::
Buruma interrupted his thought process when she suddenly announced she was leaving. Usually, Vejita wouldn't even say anything, let alone look up, but this one time he did.
::For the love of Kami...keep a straight face:: Vejita ordered himself. Much to his chagrin, Buruma noticed him looking at her dress so she glanced down. There was tomato smeared down the front, leaving a long red stain and seeds scattered for good measure. Buruma let out a little shriek that pierced the Saiyans Prince's ears and ran up the stairs before Vejita could tell her that he'd rather have vegetable like hair than vegetable clothes*. Buruma appeared a few minutes later with her hair in a very high ponytail, a tight red shirt with long tight sleeves but no midriff and a black skirt that came to above her knees, boots, and bangles. Then she was out the door before Vejita could even call her a Kehenla again.
Buruma decided to ride her motorbike and threw the capsule on the ground. As she adjusted her helmet she wondered if Yamcha would be at his favorite club, Shout. She figured he would, so she sped off in the direction of the club, with no clue as to what lay ahead of her.
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Authors note: Hey everyone!!!! PLEASE REVIEW!! I need to know if people are reading this and what you think! the * I had before is to let you know that I know that a tomato isn't a vegetable, but I couldn't think of anything else that stained like a tomato would! Thanks for reading and reviewing!!!!!!