Disclaimer: I thought that maybe, I could just beg for it.......wait
that didn't sound right......
Replys:(Ciria): sorry for the delay....I was just hanging out minding my
own business....when 'life' jumped my ass, it wasn't pretty....but I'm
cozied up to my pc now and I'm getting to it. Dragon Girl: some people
are such voyeyrs.....yeah, it was in a ship out from the buildings,remember?
kick ass carebear: thanks, keep reviewing!(crazy_for_dingos222): thanks,
and this will be a longer chappie. kkjade: thanks, and that's for me
to know and you to find out....lol. Princess-of-the-Sayains: well thanks
and here it is sorry for the wait. Oceanserpent: here's the ch., can't
blame me for trying to inspire consitant reviewing....{checking the
reviews}......your a loyal reader....what will it take to make you a
loyal reviewer?.... . silverx: Why thankyou! And updating now kiddo!
A plea: O.k., I really like that you guy are digging the ficcie. Now
please, oh pretty please.....be consistant with the reviews. I get
inspired to do more when you guys review.
ok, that was lame, but I want some more reviews. :smirks:
/thinking/,"speaking"
Chapter 4 When 'Sigh' came to town....lol
Weeks went by with out to much being said between them. And they both
wraped themselves in work or training. Then, just a week before Vegeta
nearly killed himself in the worst explosion in the G.T.'s history,
Vegeta heard Bulma on the phone.
He wasn't intentionally eavesdropping, it was just that her conversation
was taking a turn for the bad and her voice kept rising. AND if she HAD
wanted privacy, then the kitchen wasn't the place to seek it.
Vegeta was working on devouring his meal, and had found that he couldn't
help but listen as she layed into who ever was on the other end. He
glanced up occasionaly to gage just how much she was holding back.
At the height of her call she had turned a bright red and was screaming
at the top of her lungs, using some rather colourful language - and
giving the recipient some very interesting suggestions on just what 'he'
could do with himself.
/Hemph, it must be that pathetic human,.....Yammi?.....Yamway?...YoYo?.
.....Yamcha?....that's it....even his name is pathetic! Why a woman
would want to be his mate is beyond me./
~~~SLAM~~~
Bulma continued to scream at the phone for a few more seconds then went
and sat on a sofa in the lounge.
When she started crying he stopped eating and just looked at her. He had
an,'almost', overwhelming urge to hold her in his arms and comfort her.
/What the HELL?! Where is that coming from? She's just a stupid human
female crying over her pathetic mate!/
Bulma had gotten up and come back to the kitchen where she had made her
self a nice cup of tea and had sat down at the table - directly across
from him. She realized he was staring at her when their eyes met over her cup of
tea.
Startled her eyes flew open. And any hope he had of slipping away was
gone. /Those eyes...../ he thought mesmerised and wondered at the
feelings that rushed him again. Feelings....like nothing he had ever
felt before.
/What is HE looking at?/ she thought for a second, still realing from
her emotional duel with Yamcha. Then..."sigh".
/He looks so tired, he's working himself too hard! I bet he's not
sleeping much. Why do I even care? He has been nothing short of a brute
when ever we have exchanged words./
She blinked and blushed as she realized she had been visually devouring
his body.
He had noticed that she had looked him over and had apparently liked
what she saw. He smirked unconsciously and realized that he had been
looking her over too, for sometime.
They sat there for nearly a half hour looking each other in the eye, he
finnished his meal and she went through 3 cups of tea. The spell was
broken when Dr. Briefs came in with his cat babbling about something to
no one in particular. "Hey, kids! What are you two doing?" he had
paused long enough to ask them.
Vegeta flashed the Dr. one of his classic dirty looks. "What business
is it of yours, old man?!" and walked out in a huff.
"What's eating him, kitty?" Dr. Briefs wondered out loud while absently
petting his cat.
"sigh" "He's just being himself, Dad." she said as she walked off out of
sight. "sigh"
"Are you o.k., dear?" her father called after her, upon hearing her sigh
again.
"No, but I will be as soon as I get Yamcha out of my personal life for
good. He's such an ASSHOLE!" She stopped a second feeling her temperature
rise again as she got angry just thinking of him. "sigh"
"Dad, if he calls again just take a message and then throw it away. I
don't ever want to speak to that lousy-no-good-for-nothing-womanizer,
again." And with that she stormed off to work out some frustration in
her lab.
A month after he trashed the G.T., and almost himself in the process,
Vegeta was comming out of the anti-chamber that housed the refurbished
G.T. And noticed a small light source shining out of Bulma's Lab.
Glancing at a clock near the door he saw that it was almost 20 after 1
in the morning. /She's at it again./ he thought as he peered in the
room to find her typing away at the computer. /She's throwing herself
into her work, rather then dealing with that fool./
"Hemph! Woman you should be in bed at this hour and not hiding away in
this lab....." he paused a momment looking at some of the drawings on
the board of Yamcha "sigh.....rather then pineing over that pathetic
human!"
Bulma had barely registered his words and had hardly noticed his presence,
she was so wraped up in her fantasy of destroying Yamcha. She mumbled
an unconscious reply.
"Thankyou for your insight, Mr. Lonely Heart, I'll get right on it."
He looked at the back of her head for a moment longer, then walked out
leaving her to work it out on her own - saying as he left "Hemph!
Stupid Woman!"
Vegeta fumed all the way up to his quarters muttering obscenities the
whole way interspersed with comments about the 'stupid woman' and 'the
pathetic fool' and wondering why he even bothered.
Bulma on the other hand was putting the finishing touches on her 'Down
with Yamcha' plan. Deciding that she would get together with her friends
in the morning to inlist their help to fullfill what, to date, has to be
the most hateful thing anyone has ever done in the pursuit of revenge.
Yes, revenge. Bulma Briefs is not above a little revenge, and she was
going to get some long over due revenge. Thankyou very much.
She put everything away, cleaned up and headed up for bed with the most
evil look on her face. She scared the hell out of night janitor when
she passed him, made the poor man wet himself. (a/n: poor guy.)
Vegeta heard her enter her quarters and go through her nightly routine
of peeling and throwing her clothes as she walked to the bathroom.
To be followed by the routine of the 'shower ritual', as he called it.
He figured it had to be a ritual, it took her an hour to shower and
the bathroom always smelled intoxicating afterwords.
Yeah, you got it right. All though they have their own quarters...being
bedroom...closits...living room of sorts.....the 'quarters' shared one
large if not immense bathroom.....two toilets (thankyou)...a huge
jacuzzi bath that you could do laps in .....and one decent sized shower
with 2 shower heads in the stall (he wasn't gonna complain about that
particular feature...he just didn't get it), and if that wasn't
interesting, the fact that the shower stall walls were clear glass was.
And he's sure that the bathroom was one little feature that she didn't
think about when she arranged his accommodations. He remembered the day
she had shown him up to them. She had made a big show of the bed and
told him that it was nice and comfortable, but if he wanted something
harder they could encase it in cement. He had to chuckle at that, she
had been so close to being killed that day she really didn't have a clue.
She was out of the shower.....had he really been think of her that long?
Now it was time for the 'pre-bed ritual'. He figured 10...no ...15 minutes
to pick out something to wear to bed.....then she would attack her hair..
and that was good for another half hour or so...then there was what he
believed was the body rubbing thing....he was so tempted to ask about that
...but didn't....and finally she would get in bed....where she usually
would toss and turn and roll around till she was happy with the position
before she would actually settled down and would go to sleep.
He promised himself after the 2nd week he was going to watch her do these
things one day....just to satisfy his curiosity. Oh, and wouldn't it be a
shock if he walked in while she was in the shower.....what a show that
would be.
Sighing he turns on his side and drifts off to a fitfull sleep filled
with beatings, death, and vicious white lizards that spoke with black
venom lips.
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Alright, that's it for chappie 4. And I am SOOOOOOOO sorry for the delay,
I was viciously attacked by life one day and have been fighting my way
back ever since. I actually had the chapter done, but had yet to spell
check it. Now, you go review and I am gonna go do chappie 5. And I will
upload it when I am done. Promise, even if it takes all night.
that didn't sound right......
Replys:(Ciria): sorry for the delay....I was just hanging out minding my
own business....when 'life' jumped my ass, it wasn't pretty....but I'm
cozied up to my pc now and I'm getting to it. Dragon Girl: some people
are such voyeyrs.....yeah, it was in a ship out from the buildings,remember?
kick ass carebear: thanks, keep reviewing!(crazy_for_dingos222): thanks,
and this will be a longer chappie. kkjade: thanks, and that's for me
to know and you to find out....lol. Princess-of-the-Sayains: well thanks
and here it is sorry for the wait. Oceanserpent: here's the ch., can't
blame me for trying to inspire consitant reviewing....{checking the
reviews}......your a loyal reader....what will it take to make you a
loyal reviewer?.... . silverx: Why thankyou! And updating now kiddo!
A plea: O.k., I really like that you guy are digging the ficcie. Now
please, oh pretty please.....be consistant with the reviews. I get
inspired to do more when you guys review.
ok, that was lame, but I want some more reviews. :smirks:
/thinking/,"speaking"
Chapter 4 When 'Sigh' came to town....lol
Weeks went by with out to much being said between them. And they both
wraped themselves in work or training. Then, just a week before Vegeta
nearly killed himself in the worst explosion in the G.T.'s history,
Vegeta heard Bulma on the phone.
He wasn't intentionally eavesdropping, it was just that her conversation
was taking a turn for the bad and her voice kept rising. AND if she HAD
wanted privacy, then the kitchen wasn't the place to seek it.
Vegeta was working on devouring his meal, and had found that he couldn't
help but listen as she layed into who ever was on the other end. He
glanced up occasionaly to gage just how much she was holding back.
At the height of her call she had turned a bright red and was screaming
at the top of her lungs, using some rather colourful language - and
giving the recipient some very interesting suggestions on just what 'he'
could do with himself.
/Hemph, it must be that pathetic human,.....Yammi?.....Yamway?...YoYo?.
.....Yamcha?....that's it....even his name is pathetic! Why a woman
would want to be his mate is beyond me./
~~~SLAM~~~
Bulma continued to scream at the phone for a few more seconds then went
and sat on a sofa in the lounge.
When she started crying he stopped eating and just looked at her. He had
an,'almost', overwhelming urge to hold her in his arms and comfort her.
/What the HELL?! Where is that coming from? She's just a stupid human
female crying over her pathetic mate!/
Bulma had gotten up and come back to the kitchen where she had made her
self a nice cup of tea and had sat down at the table - directly across
from him. She realized he was staring at her when their eyes met over her cup of
tea.
Startled her eyes flew open. And any hope he had of slipping away was
gone. /Those eyes...../ he thought mesmerised and wondered at the
feelings that rushed him again. Feelings....like nothing he had ever
felt before.
/What is HE looking at?/ she thought for a second, still realing from
her emotional duel with Yamcha. Then..."sigh".
/He looks so tired, he's working himself too hard! I bet he's not
sleeping much. Why do I even care? He has been nothing short of a brute
when ever we have exchanged words./
She blinked and blushed as she realized she had been visually devouring
his body.
He had noticed that she had looked him over and had apparently liked
what she saw. He smirked unconsciously and realized that he had been
looking her over too, for sometime.
They sat there for nearly a half hour looking each other in the eye, he
finnished his meal and she went through 3 cups of tea. The spell was
broken when Dr. Briefs came in with his cat babbling about something to
no one in particular. "Hey, kids! What are you two doing?" he had
paused long enough to ask them.
Vegeta flashed the Dr. one of his classic dirty looks. "What business
is it of yours, old man?!" and walked out in a huff.
"What's eating him, kitty?" Dr. Briefs wondered out loud while absently
petting his cat.
"sigh" "He's just being himself, Dad." she said as she walked off out of
sight. "sigh"
"Are you o.k., dear?" her father called after her, upon hearing her sigh
again.
"No, but I will be as soon as I get Yamcha out of my personal life for
good. He's such an ASSHOLE!" She stopped a second feeling her temperature
rise again as she got angry just thinking of him. "sigh"
"Dad, if he calls again just take a message and then throw it away. I
don't ever want to speak to that lousy-no-good-for-nothing-womanizer,
again." And with that she stormed off to work out some frustration in
her lab.
A month after he trashed the G.T., and almost himself in the process,
Vegeta was comming out of the anti-chamber that housed the refurbished
G.T. And noticed a small light source shining out of Bulma's Lab.
Glancing at a clock near the door he saw that it was almost 20 after 1
in the morning. /She's at it again./ he thought as he peered in the
room to find her typing away at the computer. /She's throwing herself
into her work, rather then dealing with that fool./
"Hemph! Woman you should be in bed at this hour and not hiding away in
this lab....." he paused a momment looking at some of the drawings on
the board of Yamcha "sigh.....rather then pineing over that pathetic
human!"
Bulma had barely registered his words and had hardly noticed his presence,
she was so wraped up in her fantasy of destroying Yamcha. She mumbled
an unconscious reply.
"Thankyou for your insight, Mr. Lonely Heart, I'll get right on it."
He looked at the back of her head for a moment longer, then walked out
leaving her to work it out on her own - saying as he left "Hemph!
Stupid Woman!"
Vegeta fumed all the way up to his quarters muttering obscenities the
whole way interspersed with comments about the 'stupid woman' and 'the
pathetic fool' and wondering why he even bothered.
Bulma on the other hand was putting the finishing touches on her 'Down
with Yamcha' plan. Deciding that she would get together with her friends
in the morning to inlist their help to fullfill what, to date, has to be
the most hateful thing anyone has ever done in the pursuit of revenge.
Yes, revenge. Bulma Briefs is not above a little revenge, and she was
going to get some long over due revenge. Thankyou very much.
She put everything away, cleaned up and headed up for bed with the most
evil look on her face. She scared the hell out of night janitor when
she passed him, made the poor man wet himself. (a/n: poor guy.)
Vegeta heard her enter her quarters and go through her nightly routine
of peeling and throwing her clothes as she walked to the bathroom.
To be followed by the routine of the 'shower ritual', as he called it.
He figured it had to be a ritual, it took her an hour to shower and
the bathroom always smelled intoxicating afterwords.
Yeah, you got it right. All though they have their own quarters...being
bedroom...closits...living room of sorts.....the 'quarters' shared one
large if not immense bathroom.....two toilets (thankyou)...a huge
jacuzzi bath that you could do laps in .....and one decent sized shower
with 2 shower heads in the stall (he wasn't gonna complain about that
particular feature...he just didn't get it), and if that wasn't
interesting, the fact that the shower stall walls were clear glass was.
And he's sure that the bathroom was one little feature that she didn't
think about when she arranged his accommodations. He remembered the day
she had shown him up to them. She had made a big show of the bed and
told him that it was nice and comfortable, but if he wanted something
harder they could encase it in cement. He had to chuckle at that, she
had been so close to being killed that day she really didn't have a clue.
She was out of the shower.....had he really been think of her that long?
Now it was time for the 'pre-bed ritual'. He figured 10...no ...15 minutes
to pick out something to wear to bed.....then she would attack her hair..
and that was good for another half hour or so...then there was what he
believed was the body rubbing thing....he was so tempted to ask about that
...but didn't....and finally she would get in bed....where she usually
would toss and turn and roll around till she was happy with the position
before she would actually settled down and would go to sleep.
He promised himself after the 2nd week he was going to watch her do these
things one day....just to satisfy his curiosity. Oh, and wouldn't it be a
shock if he walked in while she was in the shower.....what a show that
would be.
Sighing he turns on his side and drifts off to a fitfull sleep filled
with beatings, death, and vicious white lizards that spoke with black
venom lips.
------------------------------------------------------------------------
Alright, that's it for chappie 4. And I am SOOOOOOOO sorry for the delay,
I was viciously attacked by life one day and have been fighting my way
back ever since. I actually had the chapter done, but had yet to spell
check it. Now, you go review and I am gonna go do chappie 5. And I will
upload it when I am done. Promise, even if it takes all night.