Chapter 14
Disclaimer- I do not own this or anything that has any significant value.
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'Amazing she can even fly this fast. I'm struggling to keep up. Oh well, she probably knows I'm following her anyway. If she's as strong as Kakkurot but doesn't have his experience then Kakkurot would be, if my calculations are correct stronger then I...' Vegeta's scouter beeped rapidly interrupting his thoughts 'Hrmn? What's this?' he stopped in mid-air and folded his arms waiting for the company.
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'Great Vegeta Prince of the Prissy's is waiting' Yamcha cursed his luck. 'If I turn around I'll look like a coward. But if I go... Maybe Bulma isn't worth it' The realization hit him hard. 'She's right... I don't love her and that's why she doesn't me. If this were five years ago I would have been gone out there and fought Vegeta without any hesitation. Besides who cares if he thinks I'm a coward. It's not like Bulma would like him and if were really through. I can't have a bruised face when I'm picking up a new girl. So maybe it's not such a bad idea to turn around.' Yamcha looked back over his shoulder as if he were debating to go or to actually go. But he knew the answer "Smartest thing I've ever done" he whispered to himself and slowly retreated back.
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"Coward! Who does he think he's dealing with? Well he'll soon learn never to disobey this Ouji" Vegeta hissed and formed a Final Flash in his hands. He chuckled "That Earthling better had said his prayers"
"See you in the next demetion!" Vegeta bellowed unleashing his assault.
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"Shit!" Yamcha yelled trying to get away from the blast that was about to devour him. But he couldn't get around the massive blast no matter how fast he flew to get out of the way. He couldn't move, couldn't hear, couldn't even breath. What little he could do did him no good. He waited for the end, for the blast just to swallow him up.
'Good' he thought 'I won't never have to see that wrench's face ever again! Let her know what it's like to lose!' He extended his arms and flew directly into the heart of the blast. Welcoming its torture as if it were his ticket to freedom.
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'What's this feeling? Am I sensing something?' Bulma let out a cry of frustration. 'Why can't I get this right!? What is going on!?' she slowly descended to the earth and spotted a forest.
Settling herself on a branch on an oak tree. She closed her eyes and tried to organize the thoughts that swarmed around her head like bees. 'Why does Yamcha cut this deep into me all the time? I don't care for him and I know that. He doesn't care for me and he knows it, he just can't admit it because he's going to endup all alone because of the way he is. Where is Baba when you need her? Speaking of which, I don't get it maybe I have been taking this whole new relationship thing at the wrong angle. Maybe what she meant was to forget the past with Yamcha and think about the future with him.' Her eyes shot open like pistols.
'That's it! That's why! I have to find him! And for a second I thought I was supposed to fall in love with someone else and I thought it was Vegeta! The mass murderer!' she laughed a little although she couldn't help but feel it was a forced laugh. She wouldn't admit that to herself or that she felt pained in herself as she thought of Vegeta and blasted away leaving a now totally crushed oak tree.
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"Hrmp." Vegeta grunted turning around to fly toward where the woman went but he never expected to see her fly toward him and she looked totally delighted.
"Vegeta!" she called.
'What happened to her? 2 minutes ago she was a fountain now she looks as if she discovered the secret to life. Women, some you just can't live without.' "What's the matter with you? Five minutes ago you were Sally sadness now your Mary sunshine!" Vegeta barked truly annoyed with this sharade.
Bulma totally ignored his question and asked her own with as much enthusiasm as a high school cheerleader "Where's Yamcha?" She did a few rotations mid-flight as she asked.
"Woman, that weakling is underground where he belongs. I just did this mud ball a favor of ridding of his presence. I didn't think you'd mind" Vegeta responded flexing his hand.
A few moments passed. Bulma blinked a few times "I'm not sure I follow?" her voice dropped to a whisper.
"I exterminated the nuisance." Vegeta casually explained as if it where an everyday thing for him and which it was. Before he could react he was socked in the face.
"You bastard! How could you do something like that?" she screeched blasting off to find Yamcha.
"Woman what the hell? Get back here! Now!" He retorted the best he could at her retreating form. 'What is it with her?' He rubbed his jaw with the outside of his hand. 'Stupid woman. Probably broke my freaking jaw'
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"Yamcha!" she squealed as she noticed his hand sticking out from a pile of rubble. "Yamcha! Speak to me? Yamcha!" She ferociously threw rocks in every direction to free he beloved from the debris. When she finally got to him she shook him lightly "Yamcha? Yamcha wake up? YAMCHA!" she whispered. Tears leaked from her eyes as she reached for his wrist to check his pulse and sighed in relief. A light pulse was there.
She shifted him into her arms and was about to take flight towards Roshi's Island when she noticed the expression on his face. It was twisted into an eerie grin. She couldn't help but shiver at the expression it was so full of something close to revenge, hate, and little bit of satisfaction. 'He just got blasted! How could he be happy? He's almost dead'
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Well, well, I see a connection... I just got back from vacation! I had soo much fun 7 days in France. I visited my aunt. And thanks for all the reviews!
Disclaimer- I do not own this or anything that has any significant value.
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'Amazing she can even fly this fast. I'm struggling to keep up. Oh well, she probably knows I'm following her anyway. If she's as strong as Kakkurot but doesn't have his experience then Kakkurot would be, if my calculations are correct stronger then I...' Vegeta's scouter beeped rapidly interrupting his thoughts 'Hrmn? What's this?' he stopped in mid-air and folded his arms waiting for the company.
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'Great Vegeta Prince of the Prissy's is waiting' Yamcha cursed his luck. 'If I turn around I'll look like a coward. But if I go... Maybe Bulma isn't worth it' The realization hit him hard. 'She's right... I don't love her and that's why she doesn't me. If this were five years ago I would have been gone out there and fought Vegeta without any hesitation. Besides who cares if he thinks I'm a coward. It's not like Bulma would like him and if were really through. I can't have a bruised face when I'm picking up a new girl. So maybe it's not such a bad idea to turn around.' Yamcha looked back over his shoulder as if he were debating to go or to actually go. But he knew the answer "Smartest thing I've ever done" he whispered to himself and slowly retreated back.
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"Coward! Who does he think he's dealing with? Well he'll soon learn never to disobey this Ouji" Vegeta hissed and formed a Final Flash in his hands. He chuckled "That Earthling better had said his prayers"
"See you in the next demetion!" Vegeta bellowed unleashing his assault.
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"Shit!" Yamcha yelled trying to get away from the blast that was about to devour him. But he couldn't get around the massive blast no matter how fast he flew to get out of the way. He couldn't move, couldn't hear, couldn't even breath. What little he could do did him no good. He waited for the end, for the blast just to swallow him up.
'Good' he thought 'I won't never have to see that wrench's face ever again! Let her know what it's like to lose!' He extended his arms and flew directly into the heart of the blast. Welcoming its torture as if it were his ticket to freedom.
~
'What's this feeling? Am I sensing something?' Bulma let out a cry of frustration. 'Why can't I get this right!? What is going on!?' she slowly descended to the earth and spotted a forest.
Settling herself on a branch on an oak tree. She closed her eyes and tried to organize the thoughts that swarmed around her head like bees. 'Why does Yamcha cut this deep into me all the time? I don't care for him and I know that. He doesn't care for me and he knows it, he just can't admit it because he's going to endup all alone because of the way he is. Where is Baba when you need her? Speaking of which, I don't get it maybe I have been taking this whole new relationship thing at the wrong angle. Maybe what she meant was to forget the past with Yamcha and think about the future with him.' Her eyes shot open like pistols.
'That's it! That's why! I have to find him! And for a second I thought I was supposed to fall in love with someone else and I thought it was Vegeta! The mass murderer!' she laughed a little although she couldn't help but feel it was a forced laugh. She wouldn't admit that to herself or that she felt pained in herself as she thought of Vegeta and blasted away leaving a now totally crushed oak tree.
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"Hrmp." Vegeta grunted turning around to fly toward where the woman went but he never expected to see her fly toward him and she looked totally delighted.
"Vegeta!" she called.
'What happened to her? 2 minutes ago she was a fountain now she looks as if she discovered the secret to life. Women, some you just can't live without.' "What's the matter with you? Five minutes ago you were Sally sadness now your Mary sunshine!" Vegeta barked truly annoyed with this sharade.
Bulma totally ignored his question and asked her own with as much enthusiasm as a high school cheerleader "Where's Yamcha?" She did a few rotations mid-flight as she asked.
"Woman, that weakling is underground where he belongs. I just did this mud ball a favor of ridding of his presence. I didn't think you'd mind" Vegeta responded flexing his hand.
A few moments passed. Bulma blinked a few times "I'm not sure I follow?" her voice dropped to a whisper.
"I exterminated the nuisance." Vegeta casually explained as if it where an everyday thing for him and which it was. Before he could react he was socked in the face.
"You bastard! How could you do something like that?" she screeched blasting off to find Yamcha.
"Woman what the hell? Get back here! Now!" He retorted the best he could at her retreating form. 'What is it with her?' He rubbed his jaw with the outside of his hand. 'Stupid woman. Probably broke my freaking jaw'
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"Yamcha!" she squealed as she noticed his hand sticking out from a pile of rubble. "Yamcha! Speak to me? Yamcha!" She ferociously threw rocks in every direction to free he beloved from the debris. When she finally got to him she shook him lightly "Yamcha? Yamcha wake up? YAMCHA!" she whispered. Tears leaked from her eyes as she reached for his wrist to check his pulse and sighed in relief. A light pulse was there.
She shifted him into her arms and was about to take flight towards Roshi's Island when she noticed the expression on his face. It was twisted into an eerie grin. She couldn't help but shiver at the expression it was so full of something close to revenge, hate, and little bit of satisfaction. 'He just got blasted! How could he be happy? He's almost dead'
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Well, well, I see a connection... I just got back from vacation! I had soo much fun 7 days in France. I visited my aunt. And thanks for all the reviews!