Disclaimer: *gives the finger*

I don't own Enrique Iglesias's song: Hero...That's the most you are getting out of me. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~*~*~*

Abandoned & Homeless

CHAPTER 5

"I'm sorry, but I was just itching to give him a good smack. He always cheats on me. I had had enough of his fooling around. It's just a thing that happens when couples break up for those reasons. Guys who cheat deserve a smack for treating us that way. It's not like it would even hurt him anyway. He is just too thick headed." "Oh." They walked into the building leaving Yamcha wondering where he went wrong.

Vegeta each went to different rooms to change their clothes, and met back in the lounge room when they were done. "I was thinking about going into town and getting you some new clothes. It'll give us something to do. How about it?" He nodded in reply.

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Vegeta followed Bulma through the door of the house, each carrying a few bags. In them was Vegeta's new clothes. "Why don't you go and put something on, and give me Yamcha's stuff when you are fully clothed." She said. Hinting that she didn't want to see him come down in nothing again. Vegeta took out an outfit and went to his room.

When he came out, he was wearing baggy black leather jeans and a belt, red sneakers, and a white wife beater. When Bulma had told him what they were called, he didn't want to get one at first, but when he acutally saw what it was, he decided it wasn't so bad, especially seeing as she then told him they were also called tank tops.

Bulma smiled at him. "I suppose we are going to have to cut holes for your tail in all these pants now huh?" "Yes." They each got a pair of scissors and started snipping away after she cut a hole in the ones he was wearing.

Bulma threw the scraps in a bin and folded all his clothes up and put them back in the bags. "What now?" He asked as he lazily lay back into the large armchair. "Well we could watch television as you wanted to do so much yesterday." She teased as Vegeta blushed, remembering his antics the day before. "That's not fair! That stuff made me do it!" He whined. "Yeah. I'm never giving you anything with caffeine in it ever again." Bulma laughed and Vegeta scowled.

They sat for a while, before Bulma flicked on the television. It was some action movie with a lot of fighting. Bulma flicked it to a different channel. It was something about gorillas. She went to change it again, but Vegeta stopped her. "Gorillas good." He nodded. Bulma smiled to herself. It was the kind of thing she would expect him to like. After all, he acted like one and was part monkey.

When it finished, she switched it over again. It was an old movie about this autistic boy who went to this place to help him learn stuff, and the guy looking after him had to go away. The new guy that he got ended up molesting the boy because he thought he wouldn't be able to tell anyone about it.

Bulma looked at Vegeta. He had a horrified look on his face. Bulma quickly turned off the tv. "Sorry about that Vegeta." Vegeta curled up a bit in his seat. Bulma wondered what they should do. Her eyes came to rest on the guitar Vegeta had left leaning against the end table. "Hey do you know how to play that?" She pointed to it. "Yeah. Joe showed me how." "Can you play something for me please?" She gave him a friendly smile.

Vegeta picked up the guitar and started playing. "Do you know how to sing too?" "Yeah." Bulma gave him puppy dog eyes. "Ahhh fine."

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Would you dance, if I asked you to dance? Or would you run, and never look back? Would you cry, if you saw me crying? And would you save my soul tonight?

Would you tremble, if I touch your lips? Or would you laugh? Oh, please tell me this Would you die now, for the one you love? Oh hold me in your arms, tonight

I can be your hero baby I can kiss away the pain I will stand by you forever You can take my breath away

Would you swear, that you'll always be mine? Or would you lie? Would you run and hide? Am I in too deep? Have I lost my mind? I don't care. You're here, tonight.

I can be your hero baby I can kiss away the pain I will stand by you forever You can take my breath away

~*~*~*~END SONG~*~*~*~

"Wow. That was great. You are a really good singer. Joe must have taught you really well." Vegeta sat the guitar back down on the floor. "What now?" Bulma shrugged.

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It was now 9:00pm. They had spent the day doing all kinds of things. They went all over town. Bulma was showing Vegeta all kinds of things and all kinds of foods.

Vegeta rubbed his eyes. He was really tired, he had never done so much in one day. "Can I have more food.Pleeze." He couldn't really pronounce it right. "Sure." Bulma went and fixed him some more food. A kind of late dinner. He ate it all, while Bulma just sipped on a glass of Dr. Pepper. When he was done, he was thirsty. He smacked his lips together. "Drink?" Bulma gave him the bottle of Dr. Pepper. "That probably has caffeine in it too, so be careful. You can have the lot. Just drink out of the bottle if you want, I don't care. I should probably be teaching you table manners though. All I'm doing is encouraging bad behavior." Vegeta stared at her blankly, while gulping down the contents of the bottle. He wiped his lips when he was done. He sat the bottle down and stared at her again.

Vegeta rubbed his eyes again. "You sleepy are you?" Bulma asked. "No." He yawned. "Yes you are. Don't lie. We've had a big day. Why don't you go to bed?" "Okay. But you come with me. I don't wanna stay up there by myself." He looked scared again. "What? Afraid the boogeyman is gunna get you?" Bulma joked.

"What's a boogerman? I just didn't want the dreams to come back." "It's pronounced boogeyman, not boogerman. And how is me being there going to stop the dreams?" Vegeta shrugged. "It just does. It worked before.When we were asleep in the park." He told her, refering to their childhood. "Hmmm.okay. But when you fall asleep I'll have to go. I don't think my dad will want me to sleep in the same room though." "Okay." Vegeta didn't sound too happy, but he supposed it would have to do.

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Vegeta was all tucked up in bed and Bulma was sitting next to him. He yawned. "What happens tomorrow?" He asked. "Well we are doing more on the tests. You won't be getting as much rest though. It'll only be a couple of minutes between tests, sometimes no rest at all. So you will need a lot of sleep." "Okay." He fiddled with his fingers uncomfortably, and snuggled under the covers more.

He rolled onto his side to face Bulma. "What if the dreams come back when you is gone?" Bulma smiled sympathetically at him. "They won't. It'll be alright."
A few minutes passed. "I can't sleep." Vegeta complained while rubbing his eyes. "Come here then." She held out her arms and he snuggled into her embrace, wrapping his own arms around her waist. His head rested on her stomach, and he nuzzled his face into it.

Vegeta yawned again and closed his eyes. "I like.this place." He sleepily told her. Bulma rubbed his back as he drifted off to sleep.

When she was sure he was completely asleep, she unhooked his arms from her waist and tucked him back in. Then she quietly made her way back to her own room to sleep.

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When Bulma awoke, she felt a warm lump covering her feet. It was annoying, so she kicked at it, still half asleep. When it groaned, she jumped up with a start, rubbing her eyes. When she could see clearly, she found it was just Vegeta, alsleep at the end of her bed, all curled up in a ball, shivering. Bulma giggled to herself. He looked so cute curled up like that.

His mouth was slightly open and he was making a purring sound. Bulma sat up in her bed and watched him. He must have had a bad dream or something in the middle of the night and came in here to sleep.

Vegeta started grunting. "Nooooo.Stop it." He mumbled. Bulma decided it was time to wake him up. "Vegeta.Vegeta wake up. It's morning now." She gently shook him.

"NO!!!" He shouted and grabbed her arm tightly, not noticing who she was. "Ow. Let go." His eyes adjusted to the room, and he dropped her arm. "Don't do that. It's scary." He grumbled while making a funny face as he also rubbed his eyes.

"Why are you here? Did you have another dream?" "No. I woked up and I was all alone in that room and I don't like being alone. Why did you shut the door? Shin and Mushi can't get in then." "Sorry. I wasn't thinking too clearly." She said while smoothing down his hair. "Well now that we are up, let's get some food." "Yeah!!" He yelled, and got up quickly to get off the bed. The only thing he succeeded in doing, was getting a painful sensation up his spine, and pulling Bulma out of bed and onto the floor, as his tail was wrapped around her ankle.

"Owww!!" They both said at the same time. Vegeta's tail unwrapped itself from her ankle and lazily wagged behind him. Vegeta winced. 'That really hurt.' He didn't want to rub his tail, as that would cause pleasureable reactions. Bulma got up from the floor. She saw Vegeta looking at his tail. "That must have hurt huh?" Vegeta nodded, wincing.

He touched the base of his tail. A tiggle was sent up his spine, followed quickly by a type of pain he would usually only associate with his father hurting him.

"Ahhh!!" He dropped to the ground writing on the floor. His eyes were shut tightly and he was sweating. His face was pale and he started shaking. To Bulma it looked as if he had a fever.

She got back onto the ground next to him. "I don't.feel.good." He choked out. "I'm sure you don't." She placed her hands nervously on his body. "Hmmm.You could have dislocated it, or sprained it. I'm not really sure at the minute. I don't want to hurt you."

"Nnngggghh.Make it stop.make pain.go away." Bulma gently picked up his tail and placed it in her lap. She started stroking the end of it. Vegeta had multiple senstaings running up his spine. Pain and pleasure. He moaned, not knowing wether it was from her rubbing his tail or not.

As Bulma moved higher with the stroking, Vegeta found it harder and harder to move his body. So he just lay on the floor letting her touch his tail. When she got up to the base, she massaged it with her fingers very lightly, feeling for any damage.

Vegeta whimpered expecting to feel more pain. When none came, he opened one eye very widely. He looked around the opened the other. "Why doesn't that hur-.oooooo.feels gooooood..mmmmmm." He closed his eyes again and started purring. Lucky for him, he never got to the point of being "fully excited."

He curled up on his side and and put his head in her lap. Bulma giggled, he looked like a little kitten. She guessed that he got that from Mushi. She stopped rubbing his tail. Vegeta just lay there with a big smile on his face. "Well I don't think that it's dislocated. I just think that it could be sprained but more likely it's just a bit hurt from that sudden tug. You'll be fine." She kissed the tip of his tail. "Come on, get up." "Noooooo.I don't wanna.I like it.just fine." He snuggled into her lap even more. "You gotta get up." She put her hands under his armpits and tried to drag him to his feet. It didn't work.

"Fine. I guess I'll just go have some breakfast then." She pushed him off her lap and walked to the door. Vegeta looked up at her. He started whining then got up himself. "Ummm.I'm going to change my clothes." He told her while brushing the dust from his pants.

Vegeta went to his room and changed into blue jeans, combat boots, a white shirt and a black long sleeve polo shirt with a collar that he didn't button up. He had a black army beret that he liked to wear backwards, but he would have to get a haircut first.

Vegeta went downstairs. He sat down at the table and waited for everyone to come down. Today, Bunny would be cooking.

When the Briefs sat down and tasted the food, it was awful. Bunny had put salt on the pancakes and anything else that actually required sugar. "Ewww YUCK!! This is gross!" They all got up to throw out their food, when they heard Vegeta talking. "You are just going to waste that? It's good food, why do you not want it?" He asked. They turned around and all saw that Vegeta had already cleared his plate. "You actually like this?" Bulma asked. 'I totally forgot that he barely had anything to eat.' Bulma thought to herself.

"Yes I like it. It's good food. I eat it." "So you want this?" Vegeta nodded. Bulma collected the plates and sat them in front of him. Vegeta looked really happy, as he started eating. The others looked on while he ate. When he was finished, he put his plates in the sink and sat back down at the table. Bulma took over her mothers job, and started cooking. Dr. Briefs threw the morning paper over to Vegeta.

"Read that while you're waiting." He ordered. Vegeta just stared at him then picked it up. He tried to read it. He could understand some words, but most he couldn't read. He turned it upside down to see if it was better that way. Then he turned it to either side. He gently placed it down on the table. He turned to Dr. Briefs. "I don't know how to read." He grinned. Bulma's father face vaulted.

"Vegeta why don't you go get changed into your training stuff and I'll meet you down in the lab." Bulma suggested. "Okay."

When Bulma finished her food, she went to her lab and found Vegeta fascinated with this dead rat that was cut open in a jar. "Ready for the tests now?" "I seed one of these on the road. It was all mushy and its guts was coming out it's mouth." He nodded. "Ewww!! Gross! That's disgusting." Bulma wrinkled up her nose. "It was missing it's eyes too.They popped out and were on the road in front of it." "Stop it!! I don't want to hear about it." Bulma waved her hand in the air. Vegeta looked hurt at the fact that Bulma didn't want to hear his story that he thought was interesting.

"Okay, now a test of arm strength. You have to hang on this bar for a long as you can." Vegeta stepped onto the box under the bar so he could reach it. When he was up there, Bulma kicked out the box from underneath him.

Vegeta was up there for about 1 hour. Bulma thought that he had that strength from having to lift a lot of stuff. He must have found some way to be able to work out, as he did have some muscles, they just weren't fully developed due to the type of stuff he used. Bulma thought this project would be a good way to get him buffed up.

Vegeta dropped down from the bar and massaged his arms. His next test was on the exercise bike. This was fairly easy for him. He was doing it for even longer than he did on the treadmill. Bulma came to the conclusion that his legs were very strong, so she decided to see how strong. She had a machine that measured the power of your strike.

(A/N: Like the one the Z fighters use to get into the tournament, but this one is for kicking.)

"Now I want you to kick the pad as hard as you can." "Okay." Vegeta raised his leg and kicked the pad. The numbers went up and it read 132. "Whoa! That's really good. That's great! You have really strong legs. If we get Goku to train you, you will be even stronger!" Vegeta was happy about that. "Before this Goku trains me, can I get my hair cut?" "Really? I kinda like your hair." "It gets in the way when I get wet. And I can't wear hats." "Alright. I'll take you down to a men's hairdresser later today."

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Vegeta performed many more tests as the day progressed. He was exhausted. But Bulma showed him how to take a shower and he did, and he got changed back into the clothes he was wearing before. He even shaved himself. His goatee was coming along nicely. The little black hairs were nice and soft, but they itched him a bit. He picked up the toothbrush and toothpaste and brushed his teeth. Wen he was back in his room, he grabbed the black beret and shoved it in his back pocket.

Bulma was happy that he had learned so quickly, and she told him that when they were driving to the hairdressing salon.

When Vegeta came out, he was sporting a shorter, spiky cut. (A/N: It's shorter than the one in GT. It doesn't go straight up at the sides like that gay arse Yamcha cut did either. It's just one of those ones that all the guys seem to have nowadays. How it's gelled up in that wave kinda thing at the front and the rest is just sticking up messily.)

"Hey! That really suits you. Makes you look real cute!" Bulma giggled, and Vegeta just blushed and turned away. He pulled out the beret and put it on backwards, so that the wider bit was facing the front and the skinny bit was at the back. (A/N: I really don't know how to describe it, but it's kinda like those ones that you see old men wearing, but this is more army style, without that little piece of material sticking up on top.)

He sunk down in the car seat and crossed his arms. "Oooooh!! You're a real bad boy now!" She teased and started up the car. Vegeta just scratched his goatee because it was itching him again. He soon shot up in his seat when they passed an art shop. "Can we go in there?!" He asked excitedly. "Oh yeah! I nearly forgot! I saw all those spray paint pictures in you ally. Did you do all that?" Yes!" He started bouncing in his seat. "Hey calm down. People will start to think you're weird." She put her hand on his shoulder to try and get him to stop bouncing. He did stop bouncing, but now he was figeting.

"Well I need to redecorate some rooms in the house and you are really good at painting from what I saw, so I'm gunna get you some stuff and you can do some painting. You can even do you room like you did the ally if you want, so you will feel more at home." "Yeah!!"

They came out with a box of aerosol paint cans of all different colours, paint brushes and paints, and some drawing equipment. Vegeta put them in the back of the car and they went back to Capsule Corp.

"How come you is doing all this for me?" Vegeta asked her as she stored the things in a cupboard for later use. "I guess I'm just making up for all the times in the past that I let you down. I'm really sorry about all of that. Sorry about forgeting you. But I'm glad I found you again 'Geta." Vegeta smiled. She had remembered the name she used to call him when they were little.

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Vegeta had been living with Bulma for about two years now. He was very buff and a skilled fighter from Goku's training. He and Bulma were close friends and they always went to each other if they had problems.

Both of them were in their swimming things and they were mucking around in their little pool with the waterfall in the forest. A few months ago, Vegeta had found out something about the waterfall. It had a little cave behind it. Vegeta and Bulma had lined the damp floor of it with dry leaves. The walls were wet and the atmosphere was very relaxing. You could hear the waterfall clearly, and the cave was very well lit. You could even smell the fresh water, which made it even better. Everything smelt fresh. (A/N: I think there is one like it in George of the Jungle.I love that movie ^_^ )

But the best thing about it, was that you couldn't see the cave from outside. It was by chance that Vegeta had found it. Bulma had been teaching him to swim, and he had dived in and was swimming underwater. When he resurfaced, he realized he was behind the waterfall in the cave. And now it was their little hiding place if they wanted peace and quiet.

Vegeta got out of the water and sat on the rock in front of the waterfall, the mist surrounding him and the water on all sides. Bulma just treaded water and watched him. She thought he looked like some kind of god sitting there with that body of his. It wasn't until now that she noticed how handsome he really was.

Of course they would flirt a bit with each other, but it was in Bulma's nature to be like that around men. Bulma swam over to him and got up on the rock for a rest. The warm mist seemed to swallow them both in its depths. It was so thick this close to the falls, that they couldn't see the rest of the pool or the forest around them. It was enchanting. It was like a scene you would only find in books or on the tv.

Bulma had never really stopped to appreiciate the beauty of this place until Vegeta had come. He had taught her about nature and how to see the things she never really saw before. How to understand what is going on around her. Living on the street for such a long time, had made him aware of things that most people wouldn't normally see. And he had taught this to Bulma.

For instace, he could tell easily from a persons facial expressiong and body language wether they were lying, angry, sad, happy and a range of other emotions and things. He could even tell wether a person had good intentions or bad ones from what they said. That's how he had stopped Bulma from taking back Yamcha again. All he wanted to do was get in her pants.

Bulma had slept with men before when they were in one of those times when her and Yamcha were broken up, so she had experience, but she had never slept with him. Somehow, in the back of her mind she had know his intentions wern't good. And Vegeta had helped her confirm it.

The mist clung to Bulma's skin. It was like it was hugging her, and creating a blanket around her. She felt like she was in one of those horror movies where something would jump out of the mist and kill you. She knew it wouldn't though. Vegeta would protect her.

Vegeta seemed unfazed by any of this. In fact, he looked a lot more relaxed than what he usually did. Bulma shivered. The mist was warm, but there was a cool breeze blowing through the forest now, and it was making her cold. Vegeta noticed this. "Let's go in the cave. It's warm in there." Vegeta's speech had improved dramatically in the time he spent at Capsule Corp. and he was pretty proud of himself.

He jumped off the rock and swam through the falls, completely disappearing from sight. Bulma followed him under.

Inside, it was like a small sauna. The same mist flowed through along the floor of the cave making the leaves slightly damp. Vegeta sat on one side of the cave and Bulma on the other.

Bulma closed her eyes for a bit, just relaxing. Wen she opened them, Vegeta was kneeling in front of her. "Hey what are you-." Vegeta silenced her with his hand. "I saw people do this when they like each other." He took his hand away and leaned in.

His soft lips touched hers and they closed their eyes. There was a warmth that ignited in both of their hearts the moment their lips met in that lustfull kiss, portraying their innermost desires. The kiss lasted a few more moments, each reveling in the feeling running through their bodies, until Bulma pushed him away.

"No. I can't..my father..he..I..I've got to go." Bulma stuttered nervously and stood up and dived back into the water, going under the waterfall and swimming back to the edge of the pool, where she got out and grabbed her towel, and ran back to the mansion.

Vegeta was left there sitting on his knees in the leaves. He wondered why she pushed him away. He was certain that she liked him. Never had he felt so alone as he did in that moment.

Vegeta had a new feeling in the bottom of his heart now. Rejection.

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Well.That's one more chappie done. Oh yeah. If you are wondering how Vegeta can do maths if he can't read well, it's because maths is like mostly numbers.and not words.and he can read numbers.so yeah.The point is he can do it alright!!! _ Don't forget to R&R.You'll make me happy then. ^_^