Lemons N Whipped Cream
Chapter 6
DISCLAIM: D is for DUH, I is for.... Ice cream, S is for Something, C is for cool, L is for I'm really lame, A is for Apple, I is for, did I just do this one? M is for ME NO OWN DBZ...haha. Wow I'm clever.
AN: YOU GUYS ARE SO COOL, YOU ROCK MAN!! YEA! Has anyone seen Half Baked? THAT'S THE SICKEST MOVIE IN THE WORLD!!!!!!!!!!!! I watched that with my BF, he loved it more than I did did..but he's already seen it. Yea, don't try and tell me that movie came out a long time ago, I know. Hahahah.. "They killed Killer!" wow, okay, spasm over.
Thanks for all the reviews, and Ill put a B/V lemon some where in one chapter, and don't worry everyone, there IS Yamaichi bashing soon.
Now for your featured Presentation...
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"Hello, How May I direct your call?"
Vegeta had no clue where Paradise Street was, so he decided that the operator might help him, just a little bit.
"Yea, Hello? I was wondering if I could get directions to Paradise Street??"
"Paradise Street? No ones been there for years, it god apandond after the shoot out."
Vegeta's eyes winded as he remembered why the street name sounded so familiar..
----(ut oh, another flash back..)-----------------------------------
A couple years back, when Vegeta started highschool, he was accepted into a gang, but to be fully accepted he had to do something first in order to be guaranteed full protection. And access. Vegeta had to do a drive by shooting at their worst enemy's house.
Vegeta remembed being terrified, he had never done a drive by, but he was willing to do it just so he had that protection they offered. He remembed them picking him up around eight o'clock, when it was just getting really dark. He hopped in the back with one other man, and they drove off to Paradise Street.
When they had turned on the street, one of the men handed him a 9mm, which wasn't much compared to the guns they had, and told him it was the house with the green door. The first thought Vegeta had was ...* Who the hell would want a green door?* .
As the men signaled for them to start shooting, Vegeta aimed for the door and the windows, deep down hoping he wasn't killing anybody.
They heard screaming and glass shattering. The father of the house came out and shot back at the car, blowing the tires out. The driver hit the breaks and the car swerved in a circle, then a whole lot of screaming and firing of guns was heard through out the street and town. For Vegeta, life went by in a blur almost.
The whole street was out watching this event, some even joined in, Vegeta threw the gun out the window and curled up under the seat, covering his ears as tight as he could.
All three people that were in the car were killed and nearly half the street was shot, some injured, other's dead.
It wasn't long before the cops and the fire trucks were there, Vegeta had ran when he heard the sirens, knowing that he would get arrested if he was found in that car.
So much for protection and access.
A few months later, the whole Paradise Street was abandoned because of the tragic event, everyone was horrified at what they had seen and did not want to stay at all. Landowners had a hard time selling the houses, because the event had been on the news and everyone knew about it.
So people just gave up on trying to sell, took the houses off the market and bought other properties.
There were rumors that the street was to be demolished, but the Mayor didn't really do anything about it.
-------------------------End of Flash Back(That was the longest one, huh?)----------
"Sir? Sir? Hello? Are you ok?"
Vegeta snapped back into reality and realized he was still on the phone with the operator.
His brow covered in cold sweat, that was the worst memory he could ever have in all this life.
"Oh...uh..sorry. nevermind, bye"
He hung up and sped toward Paradise Street. Making a mental note to beat Yamcha to death and whoever the man was that had captured his precious Bulma, hoping she could survive whatever she was going through.
Bulma had been thrown, literally, back into the wine cellar. She lay there curled up in the corner shivering from the coldness of the stone walls. She felt so violated and dirty, all she wanted to do was go home and pretend that nothing ever happened.
Bulma knew that could never happen, this would stay with her forever, haunting her everytime she would take off her clothes and lookdown at those scars they had given her.
"Oh Vegeta...please help me...like you did before...please..."
Bulma choked on dry sobs, her head pounding, her body aching with dull pain, she curled up tighter and slowly closed her eyes, hoping that when she woke up, it would all just be a horrible nightmare, long forgotten.
Vegeta broke out in a cold sweat as he turned onto the street. He had no idea which house Bulma could be in until he spotted a black Tahoe parked in one of the driveways, as he drove by he could hear all the gun fires and screams, he grabbed tightly on to the steering wheel and breathed hard, banishing the sounds out of his head. He parked on the next street, just in case the man saw his car and something bad happened, and got out of his car.
(Still haven't decided what car he has) Vegeta quietly snuck around to a window and peeked in, no one was in that room...
he noticed that the bedsheets had blood on it and there was a busted up phone on the ground with a crack in the wall above it, this was the room Bulma had been in when she called. Now hopefully she was still here.
Vegeta moved to the front door, trying it. It was locked. He went around to the back, seeing that there was a window opened by just a crack. He opened it up and climbed in quietly, looking around as he headed towards the door, hoping to God that no one was in the house except Bulma. He checked every room, finding no one, he wanted to just call out her name, but that wouldn't be the best idea in the world.
He found one door that he hadn't checked and slowly opened it, seeing that it was a wooden staircase leading down to what looked like a basement. Vegeta slowly began to walk down, closing the door behind him. The wood whined and groaned under his weight as he proceeded slowly and cautiously downward.
Bulma heard the door open and stiffened, *oh no..please not again...Please, I cant take it anymore* , she closed her eyes tightly and awaited her what was probably going to be painful fate. Knowing she could really stop the man because she was so weak from blood loss and had gone without food for a while.
Vegeta looked around the basement, which looked like it had been turned into a wine cellar. He didn't see Bulma anywhere, would if this was the wrong house? Then why was that car parked outside? This had to be the house. It had to be.
"Oh Bulma, where are you?"
Bulma's eyes widened as she heard his voice, had she heard that right? Or was she just going crazy??
"V-Vegeta? Is that you?"
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AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH NOOOO KEEP GOING! No,no ..I must stop, I have to wake up at 4:30 in the morning tomorrow and that's going to be absolute hell! HELL I TELL YOU! I love writing this fic. I hope you guys love reading it! The b/v lemon will probably be near the end.
Chapter 6
DISCLAIM: D is for DUH, I is for.... Ice cream, S is for Something, C is for cool, L is for I'm really lame, A is for Apple, I is for, did I just do this one? M is for ME NO OWN DBZ...haha. Wow I'm clever.
AN: YOU GUYS ARE SO COOL, YOU ROCK MAN!! YEA! Has anyone seen Half Baked? THAT'S THE SICKEST MOVIE IN THE WORLD!!!!!!!!!!!! I watched that with my BF, he loved it more than I did did..but he's already seen it. Yea, don't try and tell me that movie came out a long time ago, I know. Hahahah.. "They killed Killer!" wow, okay, spasm over.
Thanks for all the reviews, and Ill put a B/V lemon some where in one chapter, and don't worry everyone, there IS Yamaichi bashing soon.
Now for your featured Presentation...
------------ ----------------------------------
"Hello, How May I direct your call?"
Vegeta had no clue where Paradise Street was, so he decided that the operator might help him, just a little bit.
"Yea, Hello? I was wondering if I could get directions to Paradise Street??"
"Paradise Street? No ones been there for years, it god apandond after the shoot out."
Vegeta's eyes winded as he remembered why the street name sounded so familiar..
----(ut oh, another flash back..)-----------------------------------
A couple years back, when Vegeta started highschool, he was accepted into a gang, but to be fully accepted he had to do something first in order to be guaranteed full protection. And access. Vegeta had to do a drive by shooting at their worst enemy's house.
Vegeta remembed being terrified, he had never done a drive by, but he was willing to do it just so he had that protection they offered. He remembed them picking him up around eight o'clock, when it was just getting really dark. He hopped in the back with one other man, and they drove off to Paradise Street.
When they had turned on the street, one of the men handed him a 9mm, which wasn't much compared to the guns they had, and told him it was the house with the green door. The first thought Vegeta had was ...* Who the hell would want a green door?* .
As the men signaled for them to start shooting, Vegeta aimed for the door and the windows, deep down hoping he wasn't killing anybody.
They heard screaming and glass shattering. The father of the house came out and shot back at the car, blowing the tires out. The driver hit the breaks and the car swerved in a circle, then a whole lot of screaming and firing of guns was heard through out the street and town. For Vegeta, life went by in a blur almost.
The whole street was out watching this event, some even joined in, Vegeta threw the gun out the window and curled up under the seat, covering his ears as tight as he could.
All three people that were in the car were killed and nearly half the street was shot, some injured, other's dead.
It wasn't long before the cops and the fire trucks were there, Vegeta had ran when he heard the sirens, knowing that he would get arrested if he was found in that car.
So much for protection and access.
A few months later, the whole Paradise Street was abandoned because of the tragic event, everyone was horrified at what they had seen and did not want to stay at all. Landowners had a hard time selling the houses, because the event had been on the news and everyone knew about it.
So people just gave up on trying to sell, took the houses off the market and bought other properties.
There were rumors that the street was to be demolished, but the Mayor didn't really do anything about it.
-------------------------End of Flash Back(That was the longest one, huh?)----------
"Sir? Sir? Hello? Are you ok?"
Vegeta snapped back into reality and realized he was still on the phone with the operator.
His brow covered in cold sweat, that was the worst memory he could ever have in all this life.
"Oh...uh..sorry. nevermind, bye"
He hung up and sped toward Paradise Street. Making a mental note to beat Yamcha to death and whoever the man was that had captured his precious Bulma, hoping she could survive whatever she was going through.
Bulma had been thrown, literally, back into the wine cellar. She lay there curled up in the corner shivering from the coldness of the stone walls. She felt so violated and dirty, all she wanted to do was go home and pretend that nothing ever happened.
Bulma knew that could never happen, this would stay with her forever, haunting her everytime she would take off her clothes and lookdown at those scars they had given her.
"Oh Vegeta...please help me...like you did before...please..."
Bulma choked on dry sobs, her head pounding, her body aching with dull pain, she curled up tighter and slowly closed her eyes, hoping that when she woke up, it would all just be a horrible nightmare, long forgotten.
Vegeta broke out in a cold sweat as he turned onto the street. He had no idea which house Bulma could be in until he spotted a black Tahoe parked in one of the driveways, as he drove by he could hear all the gun fires and screams, he grabbed tightly on to the steering wheel and breathed hard, banishing the sounds out of his head. He parked on the next street, just in case the man saw his car and something bad happened, and got out of his car.
(Still haven't decided what car he has) Vegeta quietly snuck around to a window and peeked in, no one was in that room...
he noticed that the bedsheets had blood on it and there was a busted up phone on the ground with a crack in the wall above it, this was the room Bulma had been in when she called. Now hopefully she was still here.
Vegeta moved to the front door, trying it. It was locked. He went around to the back, seeing that there was a window opened by just a crack. He opened it up and climbed in quietly, looking around as he headed towards the door, hoping to God that no one was in the house except Bulma. He checked every room, finding no one, he wanted to just call out her name, but that wouldn't be the best idea in the world.
He found one door that he hadn't checked and slowly opened it, seeing that it was a wooden staircase leading down to what looked like a basement. Vegeta slowly began to walk down, closing the door behind him. The wood whined and groaned under his weight as he proceeded slowly and cautiously downward.
Bulma heard the door open and stiffened, *oh no..please not again...Please, I cant take it anymore* , she closed her eyes tightly and awaited her what was probably going to be painful fate. Knowing she could really stop the man because she was so weak from blood loss and had gone without food for a while.
Vegeta looked around the basement, which looked like it had been turned into a wine cellar. He didn't see Bulma anywhere, would if this was the wrong house? Then why was that car parked outside? This had to be the house. It had to be.
"Oh Bulma, where are you?"
Bulma's eyes widened as she heard his voice, had she heard that right? Or was she just going crazy??
"V-Vegeta? Is that you?"
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AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH NOOOO KEEP GOING! No,no ..I must stop, I have to wake up at 4:30 in the morning tomorrow and that's going to be absolute hell! HELL I TELL YOU! I love writing this fic. I hope you guys love reading it! The b/v lemon will probably be near the end.