Chapter 30
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Vegeta had been staring at Bulma for a good hour. She was still sleeping but he didn't blame her, last night they were up 'really' late. He smirked 'Who would've thought. Me the Prince of the Sayain's, most powerful race in the universe fall to mercy at the touch of a woman. But this is no ordinary woman'
He reached his hand out and caressed her face. "Wake up" he whispered gently. "Mhhmm, let me sleep Vegeta" she moaned as she snuggled into his chest.
He kissed her forehead "Whatever, you women require so much" he joked closing his eyes and rested his chin on her top of her head. He sniffed her blue silk hair. "In more ways then one too"
"Shut-up Vegeta you wore me out last night" she said playfully punching him in the arm.
He wrapped the cape more tightly around them closed his eyes, but didn't sleep he thought about how his life change the second Freesia had taken him away from his planet. He had always wished that he had blown up with the planet. But this was the first time he was glad he did go with the planet, because if he did he would have never met 'her'. He wondered ' I would have done the whole scenario ten-fold just for last night, no questions asked'
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Yassica ran and ran until her legs could carry her no more and she collapsed in the middle of the street. She only had a few dollars so a cab wouldn't have helped and she could sit for a half-hour for a bus to come around. He would have found her by then.
'Why?' she asked herself over and over again 'I should've left him that day when we were in the baseball field and his buddy and ex-girlfriend beat him up. I should have realized that he was a liar and a con-artist.'
"Hey Miss, are you all right?" a total stranger asked extending her hand. She was a woman with curly, blond hair piled high on her head. She had a huge smile on her face that reassured Yassica that everything would have been okay.
"Yes, I'm fine thank you" Yassica replied taking the woman's hand and heaving herself up.
The woman's face of kindness was transformed into one of pure horror. She gasped "My dear, you most certainly are not okay! What happened?"
There was the sound of screeching tires from around the corner. Yassica looked up "Oh, no he's back! Please hide me!" she said clutching the woman's shoulders.
The woman didn't ask questions, which Yassica was grateful for. "Sure, dear. My car is right here, get in" the woman helped Yassica slip into the back seat -curtsy of the tinted windows - of the Mercedes 600 S.E.L. 'Woah, old women sure do know how to live in style these days' Yassica thought as she ran her finger down the leather interior of the luxury car.
Mrs. Briefs shut the car door gently and waved down Yamcha. "Yamcha! So nice to see you again, it's been a long time" she shouted.
'Oh, god don't tell me Yamcha knocks up old ladies too' Yassica thought as her curiosity clawed at the edges of her brain. She could hear Yamcha's car slow down and pull over.
"Hello, Yamcha! Where are you going is such a hurry?" Mrs. Briefs asked smiling.
"Misses - Misses Briefs" he stuttered "What brings you to this side of town?" Yamcha's right eye was twitching every so often.
"Oh, I was just cruising, James bought me a new car for my birthday last month and I never got a chance to use it until now" She smiled and looked at Yamcha. Mrs. Briefs was naive not stupid, she had already put the pieces of the puzzle together. "Is there something in you eye, Yamcha" she reached to brush it away. He flinched back "It's fine! It's just my allergies - really" he smiled weakly. "I Uh - have to get going. Coach scheduled more practices" and with that he sped off.
Mrs. Briefs called back "You practice in pajamas!?"
There was a feint sound of a car speeding up.
Yassica could help but giggle a little as she emerged from the car. "Thank you so much - Mrs. Briefs" she smiled. "I better get going too" she said giving a halfhearted smile.
"But where will you go?" Mrs. Briefs asked putting a hand on Yassica's shoulder. "Look, I know all about that man and his tricks. My daughter dated him for 7 years"
Yassica gasped "You're Bulma's mother!" Yassica sorted out the facts, 'That explains a lot about that car, their the richest people in the world... literally'
"Yes, I am" Mrs. Briefs smiled proudly. "I'll tell you what, how about you come stay with us for a month or two until you get situated." She offered.
"Oh, I couldn't" Yassica said.
"Sure you could!" Mrs. Briefs insisted. "Now get in the car and, we'll fix you up, and later when Bulma gets home we'll go to Star-Buck's"
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Yamcha pushed the pedal to the medal. "How dare she!" he swerved around the corner. "Hey buddy would it kill you to watch were you're going!" a pedestrian shouted.
"Fuck you!" Yamcha screamed throwing his finger in the air. Yamcha recklessly drove around town for a few hours when a nasty idea popped into his head. 'If Yassica is with Mrs. Briefs, and Dr. Briefs is working, and Bulma is...' he stopped to sense her presence because it wasn't at Capsule Corp. 'and Bulma is...' "BULMA'S WITH VEGETA!!" he slammed his car to a stop almost sliding t through a ditch. He couldn't believe his luck. It was all odds were totally on his side, if Bulma wasn't at the house then no one could stop him. "It's too good to be true!"
"Time to put the plan into action" he cackled getting back on the turnpike. He laughed like a maniac the whole way to Capsule Corp. "I'm going to be rich, filthy-stinking rich!"
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"Vegeta could you tell me more about the Super-Sayain thing" Bulma asked him while she lifted his gloved hand in the air tracing it with her fingers.
"What do you want to know?" he asked leaning against the tree and closing his eyes. She gently pulled the glove off. She expected his hands to be rough and callused like Goku's, but instead they were soft, in a masculine way. "How do you become one" she place his hand over the side of her face.
"Training, lots of training" Vegeta sighed "I have to become one if I ever want to defeat Freesia"
"Freesia?" Bulma asked. Then as if all at once she felt a surge of all her memories flow back to her. She remembered when she was under the rock with him and told her about all the horrible things he did to Vegeta. "The one who took you away from your father?" she continued her face twisted in an unmeasurable rage.
"Yeah... wait, how do you even remember?" Vegeta asked opening his eyes and looking down on her.
"I guess I didn't forget everything" she smiled. "But if it is why are we sitting her, lets go train"
Vegeta smiled, no smirk at all, this was a full blown-smile "Your too good to be true" and with that he scooped her up and flew away.
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Happy Birthday to me! I turned 15 yesterday, hope I updated soon enough. Please review! Thanks ^_^
Vegeta had been staring at Bulma for a good hour. She was still sleeping but he didn't blame her, last night they were up 'really' late. He smirked 'Who would've thought. Me the Prince of the Sayain's, most powerful race in the universe fall to mercy at the touch of a woman. But this is no ordinary woman'
He reached his hand out and caressed her face. "Wake up" he whispered gently. "Mhhmm, let me sleep Vegeta" she moaned as she snuggled into his chest.
He kissed her forehead "Whatever, you women require so much" he joked closing his eyes and rested his chin on her top of her head. He sniffed her blue silk hair. "In more ways then one too"
"Shut-up Vegeta you wore me out last night" she said playfully punching him in the arm.
He wrapped the cape more tightly around them closed his eyes, but didn't sleep he thought about how his life change the second Freesia had taken him away from his planet. He had always wished that he had blown up with the planet. But this was the first time he was glad he did go with the planet, because if he did he would have never met 'her'. He wondered ' I would have done the whole scenario ten-fold just for last night, no questions asked'
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Yassica ran and ran until her legs could carry her no more and she collapsed in the middle of the street. She only had a few dollars so a cab wouldn't have helped and she could sit for a half-hour for a bus to come around. He would have found her by then.
'Why?' she asked herself over and over again 'I should've left him that day when we were in the baseball field and his buddy and ex-girlfriend beat him up. I should have realized that he was a liar and a con-artist.'
"Hey Miss, are you all right?" a total stranger asked extending her hand. She was a woman with curly, blond hair piled high on her head. She had a huge smile on her face that reassured Yassica that everything would have been okay.
"Yes, I'm fine thank you" Yassica replied taking the woman's hand and heaving herself up.
The woman's face of kindness was transformed into one of pure horror. She gasped "My dear, you most certainly are not okay! What happened?"
There was the sound of screeching tires from around the corner. Yassica looked up "Oh, no he's back! Please hide me!" she said clutching the woman's shoulders.
The woman didn't ask questions, which Yassica was grateful for. "Sure, dear. My car is right here, get in" the woman helped Yassica slip into the back seat -curtsy of the tinted windows - of the Mercedes 600 S.E.L. 'Woah, old women sure do know how to live in style these days' Yassica thought as she ran her finger down the leather interior of the luxury car.
Mrs. Briefs shut the car door gently and waved down Yamcha. "Yamcha! So nice to see you again, it's been a long time" she shouted.
'Oh, god don't tell me Yamcha knocks up old ladies too' Yassica thought as her curiosity clawed at the edges of her brain. She could hear Yamcha's car slow down and pull over.
"Hello, Yamcha! Where are you going is such a hurry?" Mrs. Briefs asked smiling.
"Misses - Misses Briefs" he stuttered "What brings you to this side of town?" Yamcha's right eye was twitching every so often.
"Oh, I was just cruising, James bought me a new car for my birthday last month and I never got a chance to use it until now" She smiled and looked at Yamcha. Mrs. Briefs was naive not stupid, she had already put the pieces of the puzzle together. "Is there something in you eye, Yamcha" she reached to brush it away. He flinched back "It's fine! It's just my allergies - really" he smiled weakly. "I Uh - have to get going. Coach scheduled more practices" and with that he sped off.
Mrs. Briefs called back "You practice in pajamas!?"
There was a feint sound of a car speeding up.
Yassica could help but giggle a little as she emerged from the car. "Thank you so much - Mrs. Briefs" she smiled. "I better get going too" she said giving a halfhearted smile.
"But where will you go?" Mrs. Briefs asked putting a hand on Yassica's shoulder. "Look, I know all about that man and his tricks. My daughter dated him for 7 years"
Yassica gasped "You're Bulma's mother!" Yassica sorted out the facts, 'That explains a lot about that car, their the richest people in the world... literally'
"Yes, I am" Mrs. Briefs smiled proudly. "I'll tell you what, how about you come stay with us for a month or two until you get situated." She offered.
"Oh, I couldn't" Yassica said.
"Sure you could!" Mrs. Briefs insisted. "Now get in the car and, we'll fix you up, and later when Bulma gets home we'll go to Star-Buck's"
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Yamcha pushed the pedal to the medal. "How dare she!" he swerved around the corner. "Hey buddy would it kill you to watch were you're going!" a pedestrian shouted.
"Fuck you!" Yamcha screamed throwing his finger in the air. Yamcha recklessly drove around town for a few hours when a nasty idea popped into his head. 'If Yassica is with Mrs. Briefs, and Dr. Briefs is working, and Bulma is...' he stopped to sense her presence because it wasn't at Capsule Corp. 'and Bulma is...' "BULMA'S WITH VEGETA!!" he slammed his car to a stop almost sliding t through a ditch. He couldn't believe his luck. It was all odds were totally on his side, if Bulma wasn't at the house then no one could stop him. "It's too good to be true!"
"Time to put the plan into action" he cackled getting back on the turnpike. He laughed like a maniac the whole way to Capsule Corp. "I'm going to be rich, filthy-stinking rich!"
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"Vegeta could you tell me more about the Super-Sayain thing" Bulma asked him while she lifted his gloved hand in the air tracing it with her fingers.
"What do you want to know?" he asked leaning against the tree and closing his eyes. She gently pulled the glove off. She expected his hands to be rough and callused like Goku's, but instead they were soft, in a masculine way. "How do you become one" she place his hand over the side of her face.
"Training, lots of training" Vegeta sighed "I have to become one if I ever want to defeat Freesia"
"Freesia?" Bulma asked. Then as if all at once she felt a surge of all her memories flow back to her. She remembered when she was under the rock with him and told her about all the horrible things he did to Vegeta. "The one who took you away from your father?" she continued her face twisted in an unmeasurable rage.
"Yeah... wait, how do you even remember?" Vegeta asked opening his eyes and looking down on her.
"I guess I didn't forget everything" she smiled. "But if it is why are we sitting her, lets go train"
Vegeta smiled, no smirk at all, this was a full blown-smile "Your too good to be true" and with that he scooped her up and flew away.
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Happy Birthday to me! I turned 15 yesterday, hope I updated soon enough. Please review! Thanks ^_^