Chapter 4
Well,
Since a few of you did what I asked,
I started another chapter,
But just cause I could imaging those little faces of yours looking all sad with the puppy dog thing going on. . .
Enough of me chatting,
Here's the chapter!!!
Bulma let Vegeta kiss her.
She even kissed back, that was until she remembered that Vegeta had put the dragon balls into her house.
Vegeta felt Bulma back off.
"Don't you try that mushy crap on me mister, you went threw my purse and I want you to apologize!"
Vegeta glared at her,
"I do not apologize to anyone lady!"
Bulma thought about what he had said for a few seconds,
"Lady? Do you even know my name!?"
Vegeta mentally groaned.
Over the many years of being around arrogant species, he had come to know that woman had some thing about they 'male companions' knowing their name.
'I even told myself not to ever touch a woman without knowing her name.'
Vegeta groaned to himself.
Bulma waited a few seconds,
"You don't do you . . . are you telling me that I slept with an arrogant Saiyan that doesn't even know my name!?"
Vegeta growled and stood up,
"Leave me alone in peace."
He barked at her, making sure not to say either woman or lady.
Bulma was speechless,
'he's just blowing me off, nobody blows off Bulma Briefs!!!!!!!'
she screeched in her head.
Gohan had been watching them fight and was amused at it.
Bulma turned to the direction that Vegeta left to,
"Get your fucking ass back here you Saiyan!"
Vegeta kept walking to the edge of the water,
"My ass isn't fucking anything."
He mumbled loud enough for Bulma to hear.
Bulma was fuming, her face started to go red,
"You ignore-" Kurilln poked his head out of Bulma's house,
"Hey Bulma! Where's the Soy sauce!?"
he yelled, completely unknowing of the argument.
Vegeta made quick not of her name,
'stupid midget.'
He snickered to himself.
Bulma's attitude changed,
"Oh, the Soy Sauce is in the fridge Kurilln."
Kurilln smiled,
"Thanks Bulma."
Vegeta smirked,
'thanks for confirming munchkin.'
He told himself.
Bulma's face went reddish again as she turned to Vegeta,
"What nerve, men like you are put in prison you know . . . prison is like a dungeon, they lock you up until someone bails you out or you die or your sentence is over."
Vegeta growled,
"I know very well what a damn prison is Bulma."
Vegeta smirked when there was silenced.
He looked at the edge of the water and looked at the corner,
'time to have a bath.'
He thought as he lifted his hand and threw a blast to the edge.
Bulma's eyes followed the blast until it connected with the ground and made a large whole.
Vegeta walked over to it and looked inside.
Bulma watched as he jumped in and started making it bigger, shaping it and fixing little things.
Kurilln and Gohan ran towards them,
"What are you doing Vegeta!?"
Kurilln yelled, thinking Vegeta was hurting someone.
Vegeta continued with making the tub,
"Nothing baldy now finish cooking."
Kurilln growled,
"You know I do have a name."
Vegeta growled,
'what's with these humans and having others say their names!?'
Vegeta glared at him,
"I will only call four people in the universe by their first names baldy."
Kurilln glared at Vegeta,
"Who?"
Vegeta stood upright,
"Since Kakarott is the last true Saiyan alive, I will call him by that name and that name only.
I will call my father by his first name,
And I will call my mother by her first name."
Kurilln thought about it for a few seconds,
"Whose the fourth?"
Vegeta glanced at Bulma,
"And I will address Bulma by her name, but 'not' always, only when I'm in a good or really bad mood."
Bulma glared at him,
"Fine, if you call me woman or lady, or anything else, I will have full authority to call you Veggie, Vegetable, troll, or if I'm really mad, Prince of a dead race!"
Vegeta's blood boiled,
"Do not talk of my people like that,
they may be dead but I still carry their honor!"
Bulma slammed the house's door shut at his last word.
Vegeta growled and made a small whole on the top of the tub closest to the water and let the water come into the dry tub.
Kurilln watched the water rise for a few seconds before heading to the house.
Gohan sat down at the edge of the tub.
"Vegeta . . sir?"
he asked quietly.
Vegeta got out of the tub as the water hit his boots,
"What brat!?"
he snapped.
Gohan flinched but held his composure,
"Well, I was wondering if maybe . . ."
Gohan bit his bottom lip and looked at the water.
Vegeta glared at Gohan,
"If maybe you could what, I have no patience right now!"
Gohan took a deep breath and looked up at Vegeta,
"Could you tell me about my race?"
Vegeta paused,
"Why would you care, your half human."
Gohan shrugged,
"Yah, but my dad doesn't know anything about being a Saiyan and you do, and I'm kinda curious."
Vegeta was mentally jumping for joy, nobody in the past many years had even asked about his race, he had so many things that he wanted to say,
"We were Proud, great warriors, nothing, but Frieza and his family could even pale in companion."
Gohan nodded.
"We were fearless, but the strange thing was . . . we were peaceful, we only fought when we wanted to up hold our family's honor.
Every year we would have a great tournament to decipher who was at what rank.
I always came in first, in the division I was in.
Every division was decided by age.
When I was 6 I was about to beat the opponent I had, when something hit me from behind . . . Frieza."
Authors note:
At least I brought something out, I thought the last part would add a strange twist, it even gave me new ideas,
But don't worry, my old ideas are still there!
Well,
Since a few of you did what I asked,
I started another chapter,
But just cause I could imaging those little faces of yours looking all sad with the puppy dog thing going on. . .
Enough of me chatting,
Here's the chapter!!!
Bulma let Vegeta kiss her.
She even kissed back, that was until she remembered that Vegeta had put the dragon balls into her house.
Vegeta felt Bulma back off.
"Don't you try that mushy crap on me mister, you went threw my purse and I want you to apologize!"
Vegeta glared at her,
"I do not apologize to anyone lady!"
Bulma thought about what he had said for a few seconds,
"Lady? Do you even know my name!?"
Vegeta mentally groaned.
Over the many years of being around arrogant species, he had come to know that woman had some thing about they 'male companions' knowing their name.
'I even told myself not to ever touch a woman without knowing her name.'
Vegeta groaned to himself.
Bulma waited a few seconds,
"You don't do you . . . are you telling me that I slept with an arrogant Saiyan that doesn't even know my name!?"
Vegeta growled and stood up,
"Leave me alone in peace."
He barked at her, making sure not to say either woman or lady.
Bulma was speechless,
'he's just blowing me off, nobody blows off Bulma Briefs!!!!!!!'
she screeched in her head.
Gohan had been watching them fight and was amused at it.
Bulma turned to the direction that Vegeta left to,
"Get your fucking ass back here you Saiyan!"
Vegeta kept walking to the edge of the water,
"My ass isn't fucking anything."
He mumbled loud enough for Bulma to hear.
Bulma was fuming, her face started to go red,
"You ignore-" Kurilln poked his head out of Bulma's house,
"Hey Bulma! Where's the Soy sauce!?"
he yelled, completely unknowing of the argument.
Vegeta made quick not of her name,
'stupid midget.'
He snickered to himself.
Bulma's attitude changed,
"Oh, the Soy Sauce is in the fridge Kurilln."
Kurilln smiled,
"Thanks Bulma."
Vegeta smirked,
'thanks for confirming munchkin.'
He told himself.
Bulma's face went reddish again as she turned to Vegeta,
"What nerve, men like you are put in prison you know . . . prison is like a dungeon, they lock you up until someone bails you out or you die or your sentence is over."
Vegeta growled,
"I know very well what a damn prison is Bulma."
Vegeta smirked when there was silenced.
He looked at the edge of the water and looked at the corner,
'time to have a bath.'
He thought as he lifted his hand and threw a blast to the edge.
Bulma's eyes followed the blast until it connected with the ground and made a large whole.
Vegeta walked over to it and looked inside.
Bulma watched as he jumped in and started making it bigger, shaping it and fixing little things.
Kurilln and Gohan ran towards them,
"What are you doing Vegeta!?"
Kurilln yelled, thinking Vegeta was hurting someone.
Vegeta continued with making the tub,
"Nothing baldy now finish cooking."
Kurilln growled,
"You know I do have a name."
Vegeta growled,
'what's with these humans and having others say their names!?'
Vegeta glared at him,
"I will only call four people in the universe by their first names baldy."
Kurilln glared at Vegeta,
"Who?"
Vegeta stood upright,
"Since Kakarott is the last true Saiyan alive, I will call him by that name and that name only.
I will call my father by his first name,
And I will call my mother by her first name."
Kurilln thought about it for a few seconds,
"Whose the fourth?"
Vegeta glanced at Bulma,
"And I will address Bulma by her name, but 'not' always, only when I'm in a good or really bad mood."
Bulma glared at him,
"Fine, if you call me woman or lady, or anything else, I will have full authority to call you Veggie, Vegetable, troll, or if I'm really mad, Prince of a dead race!"
Vegeta's blood boiled,
"Do not talk of my people like that,
they may be dead but I still carry their honor!"
Bulma slammed the house's door shut at his last word.
Vegeta growled and made a small whole on the top of the tub closest to the water and let the water come into the dry tub.
Kurilln watched the water rise for a few seconds before heading to the house.
Gohan sat down at the edge of the tub.
"Vegeta . . sir?"
he asked quietly.
Vegeta got out of the tub as the water hit his boots,
"What brat!?"
he snapped.
Gohan flinched but held his composure,
"Well, I was wondering if maybe . . ."
Gohan bit his bottom lip and looked at the water.
Vegeta glared at Gohan,
"If maybe you could what, I have no patience right now!"
Gohan took a deep breath and looked up at Vegeta,
"Could you tell me about my race?"
Vegeta paused,
"Why would you care, your half human."
Gohan shrugged,
"Yah, but my dad doesn't know anything about being a Saiyan and you do, and I'm kinda curious."
Vegeta was mentally jumping for joy, nobody in the past many years had even asked about his race, he had so many things that he wanted to say,
"We were Proud, great warriors, nothing, but Frieza and his family could even pale in companion."
Gohan nodded.
"We were fearless, but the strange thing was . . . we were peaceful, we only fought when we wanted to up hold our family's honor.
Every year we would have a great tournament to decipher who was at what rank.
I always came in first, in the division I was in.
Every division was decided by age.
When I was 6 I was about to beat the opponent I had, when something hit me from behind . . . Frieza."
Authors note:
At least I brought something out, I thought the last part would add a strange twist, it even gave me new ideas,
But don't worry, my old ideas are still there!
