Disclaimer: I just wrote a paper on impressionism in France during the 19th century. It's mine. It's pretty good, too. Besides that, there's not much I actually own. For example, DBZ..
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A/N: Don't really know if it's a wise decision to suddenly continue this. But I'll try.. Anyway, this would be placed after GT. Since Chi Chi's living alone, I'm making it so that Goten moved out (he ain't no mama's boy anymore!) and Gohan already lives with his happy family. And we all know Goku the bad ass has disappeared. So basically, Chi Chi's alone, and Vegeta's grumpy. Leave me a review, kay?
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It's been two weeks, ChiChi. How on earth could she let him stay with her for two entire weeks? Bulma hasn't even bothered to come and get him.
She sighed and shook her head. She couldn't blame her. After all these years, he only changed a bit. But his arrogance remained. Her cocky attitude was the same. His manners.. he had none.
Still, the two weeks in her house, he had been surprisingly quiet. They even shared meals together, but the rest of the time, he was either outside. Or asleep.
Chichi smiled. Even a Prince, and a Saiyan one, could be depressed.
"Hm."
She shook up from her thoughts as Vegeta walked into the kitchen. She had warned him before that he couldn't sneak up on her. So now, instead of just greeting her cheerfully, like Goku would, he just grunted. Made a soft, animal like noise. He was a pig.
"Just in time, of course." she greeted him back, and pushed a plate in his hands. "Dinner"
He nodded slowly, narrowing his eyes at her as usual. And as usual, during the silent dinner, he suddenly stopped and asked: "Why are you doing this?"
This time, Chi Chi paused before snapping at him. This time she thought. She observed the prince, not sure what answer to give.
"You keep me busy." she then admitted.
Instead of a laughter, what she expected, he just nodded and continued. She was emberassed of her answer, in a way. But Vegeta had his answer and seemed satisfied.
Of course, she couldn't accept this. "Don't you want to know why that's a good reason?"
He didn't look up from his plate as he gave a harsh "No" for an answer.
"If you ask one thing, you have to prepared to listen to the whole story, Vegeta."
Uninterested, he waved her comment off. "You gave me an answer, that's good enough."
"No it's not! You never give me a complete answer!"
He pushed his empty plate away and frowned at her. "What are you trying here?"
"I-"
"If you think I'm the person to have a pleasant conversation with, you're wrong!" he growled.
"I never-"
"Next time, I'll keep my mouth shut instead of asking you questions. Before I know it, you'll walk over me, like you walked over Kakarot!"
Vegeta stood up and glared at her. He expected a come back. She always did that. She could always say something back. Bulma gave that up, a long time ago. He enjoyed the verbal fights with Chi Chi.
She would say something now. Something that would really annoy him. Something which would anger him. Something that ended their conversation in an arguement. Like always.
Then.. why didn't that happen?
Vegeta looked at her, and spotted the sadness in her eyes. He made a comment about Kakarot. A sensitive subject. He snorted.
She swallowed and stood up as well. She didn't feel like fighting. She didn't feel like enjoying the mockery of her guest. "Yes. You're right." she said.
He was right? Vegeta blinked. She *never* gave in. She was really hurt this time. Strangely enough, he didn't enjoy his so called victory. It wasn't a real challenge. She was weak when it came to that fool.
And what did she say about him? He kept her busy? Vegeta could hardly believe Chi Chi took pleasure in taking care of him. Chi Chi left the room with a painful look on her face.
He silenced the wench. A smirk appeared on his face as he looked around the kitchen.
"You, Vegeta, are the worst. Just.. the worst."
Those were the words of Bulma, before she kicked him out. He still could not believe that had happened. That he crawled over to Kakarots wife, of all people, and was invited in. She made him her guest. And he had tried to kill her mate, her son and her planet so many times.
Why did the words of Bulma bother him, at this moment? He snorted. "Pathetic." And left the room, only to pass the room of Chi Chi, where he could hear her weep, softly. He shook his head. "Pathetic."
And with that thought, the Prince fell asleep in Kakarots house.
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A/N: I forgot to thank the people who reviewed the first chapter! So.. thank you ^.^
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A/N: Don't really know if it's a wise decision to suddenly continue this. But I'll try.. Anyway, this would be placed after GT. Since Chi Chi's living alone, I'm making it so that Goten moved out (he ain't no mama's boy anymore!) and Gohan already lives with his happy family. And we all know Goku the bad ass has disappeared. So basically, Chi Chi's alone, and Vegeta's grumpy. Leave me a review, kay?
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It's been two weeks, ChiChi. How on earth could she let him stay with her for two entire weeks? Bulma hasn't even bothered to come and get him.
She sighed and shook her head. She couldn't blame her. After all these years, he only changed a bit. But his arrogance remained. Her cocky attitude was the same. His manners.. he had none.
Still, the two weeks in her house, he had been surprisingly quiet. They even shared meals together, but the rest of the time, he was either outside. Or asleep.
Chichi smiled. Even a Prince, and a Saiyan one, could be depressed.
"Hm."
She shook up from her thoughts as Vegeta walked into the kitchen. She had warned him before that he couldn't sneak up on her. So now, instead of just greeting her cheerfully, like Goku would, he just grunted. Made a soft, animal like noise. He was a pig.
"Just in time, of course." she greeted him back, and pushed a plate in his hands. "Dinner"
He nodded slowly, narrowing his eyes at her as usual. And as usual, during the silent dinner, he suddenly stopped and asked: "Why are you doing this?"
This time, Chi Chi paused before snapping at him. This time she thought. She observed the prince, not sure what answer to give.
"You keep me busy." she then admitted.
Instead of a laughter, what she expected, he just nodded and continued. She was emberassed of her answer, in a way. But Vegeta had his answer and seemed satisfied.
Of course, she couldn't accept this. "Don't you want to know why that's a good reason?"
He didn't look up from his plate as he gave a harsh "No" for an answer.
"If you ask one thing, you have to prepared to listen to the whole story, Vegeta."
Uninterested, he waved her comment off. "You gave me an answer, that's good enough."
"No it's not! You never give me a complete answer!"
He pushed his empty plate away and frowned at her. "What are you trying here?"
"I-"
"If you think I'm the person to have a pleasant conversation with, you're wrong!" he growled.
"I never-"
"Next time, I'll keep my mouth shut instead of asking you questions. Before I know it, you'll walk over me, like you walked over Kakarot!"
Vegeta stood up and glared at her. He expected a come back. She always did that. She could always say something back. Bulma gave that up, a long time ago. He enjoyed the verbal fights with Chi Chi.
She would say something now. Something that would really annoy him. Something which would anger him. Something that ended their conversation in an arguement. Like always.
Then.. why didn't that happen?
Vegeta looked at her, and spotted the sadness in her eyes. He made a comment about Kakarot. A sensitive subject. He snorted.
She swallowed and stood up as well. She didn't feel like fighting. She didn't feel like enjoying the mockery of her guest. "Yes. You're right." she said.
He was right? Vegeta blinked. She *never* gave in. She was really hurt this time. Strangely enough, he didn't enjoy his so called victory. It wasn't a real challenge. She was weak when it came to that fool.
And what did she say about him? He kept her busy? Vegeta could hardly believe Chi Chi took pleasure in taking care of him. Chi Chi left the room with a painful look on her face.
He silenced the wench. A smirk appeared on his face as he looked around the kitchen.
"You, Vegeta, are the worst. Just.. the worst."
Those were the words of Bulma, before she kicked him out. He still could not believe that had happened. That he crawled over to Kakarots wife, of all people, and was invited in. She made him her guest. And he had tried to kill her mate, her son and her planet so many times.
Why did the words of Bulma bother him, at this moment? He snorted. "Pathetic." And left the room, only to pass the room of Chi Chi, where he could hear her weep, softly. He shook his head. "Pathetic."
And with that thought, the Prince fell asleep in Kakarots house.
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A/N: I forgot to thank the people who reviewed the first chapter! So.. thank you ^.^