Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ. Said and done.
Gie: *Gets sprayed down with cold water* Settle down! Yes, Vegeta does have a pure wolf form, but since he is a fighter and likes using his hands to blast annoying Chikyuuin creatures to the "next dimension". Well...Now stop giving away possible plot points, you is making me think.
Chibi Tenshi Senchi: Well thank you. Yes I do rule, in my little pathetic mind.
errr: Yes his power is increasing, but Bulma takes him by complete surprise. I mean, no weak Chikyuuin onna can defeat the Saiyan no Ouji, let alone hurt him. Right?
I'm probably going to go back and revise my story. Vegeta is too nice. Bulma is not grouchy enough. And I think I need to add more into the fight sequence. I'm not a major battle writer if you know what I mean. And for you waiting for a lemon, I'm not a lemon writer, but if any of you can write a lemon and would like to write one for this story, go ahead. I'll give you credit. I wouldn't be able to pull one off.
Ahhh!!!! I forgot a part! I fixed it. Thanks a person! And thanks to you that reviewed.
Chapter 15: Final Decision and A Faulty Reunion
Vegeta stood with a concentrated look on his face, all his attention on the decision at hand. It was tempting. He would once again have a place to rule, finally become the king he was meant to be. But no, he did not wish to rule it with Lupine. You'd rather have a certain blue-haired beauty by your side, his conscience nagged. He wondered where that thought came from, but was interrupted by the brown-nosing Lupine.
"You are the most powerful being in the universe. The other one is only human, right? You're a werewolf, much stronger. And you're now immortal..." Immortality? How ironic. He had come here for the Dragonballs to wish for immortality. He had almost died here for that wish. And all he had to do was to get bitten by a stupid dog! All that hardship and pain for nothing!
"You could rule the universe with your power. And with me at your side, you would be unstoppable. You now could separate yourself from that pitiful race that calls itself human." Vegeta swirled to face him, about ready to tell him he was not human. But he could use this information to his advantage. Lupine had backed up a couple of steps; not sure what caused this small man' s abrupt change of behavior. Vegeta smirked.
"I don't need you to rule this pathetic planet. If I wanted to I would be ruling it now. Nothing you offer me will be worth my while. And you know what I do with worthless beings that annoy me?" Lupine's eyes got wide. "I destroy them. Want to see how?" Lupine immediately started shaking his head "no". "Too bad, I'm going to show you anyway." He didn't even power up to full power; he just flew up through the ceiling and... "Gallet Gun!" The whole castle was engulfed in blinding light. Vegeta smirked in satisfaction. He still had it. Chikyuu still hadn't made into a sissy like the rest of the Z-Fighter. He scowled. He felt no kis, but as he remembered, he hadn't felt ki when Nick broke in or when the werewolves attacked Capsule Corp. So that meant nothing. But they couldn't have survived that. Even Kakkarott had trouble with that attack. Weak Chikyuuins. They were no match for the great prince of Vegetasei. His ego and confidence swelling, he searched for the one person who could give him a decent workout. He was all wired and needed an outlet for this energy. He found Kakkarott, but also noted where the damned onna was. She was near the medical bay of Capsule Corp, inanimate at the moment. Somewhere in his mind he was slightly worried about her, but his Saiyan blood called for the fight. She could wait, sparring was more important at the moment. Damn! He wished that he knew the how to do that instantaneous movement thing that Kakkarott did. It would make things easier.
Goku was a little worried about Vegeta. Ever since he had been bitten by Nick (Boy did that sound weird), he hadn't been able to pinpoint Vegeta's ki. He could feel it, but when it came to finding him, well he could get it down to at least three hundred miles. He felt Vegeta's ki flare and eventually fade down to it's normal level. He had attacked someone. Who he did not know. He waited in the forest by his house. He knew he would come. Soon he saw the telltale sign of an approaching ki user. A bright bluish dot appeared and kept coming closer. Vegeta was here! Goku began to get giddy, his Saiyan blood calling for the fight to come.
"Hello Vegeta! Where have you been?" He wasn't at all phased by Vegeta's nakedness. Vegeta scowled. The damn baka was always happy and ever oblivious.
"None of your business. Let's spar." Goku smiled and nodded his head. Both went up into the air and got into fighting stances. But not before Gohan, who had been training with Goku, asked Vegeta why he was naked. Chichi, who came out of nowhere, instantly started screaming at Vegeta about subjecting her innocent boy to such sights. She forbade Goku to fight with the exposed Vegeta. Seeing that the only way he was going to be able to spar was to get on some clothes, he grudgingly put on one of Goku's gis. What a Saiyan will do to fight. Vegeta wasted no time and attacked Goku.
Bulma heard a beep. The aqua liquid began to drain out of the tank. She knew that in a couple of minutes that she would be up and walking around. Whoosh! The door opened and Bulma removed the breathing apparatus and gingerly stepped out. She quickly got dressed and headed towards the kitchen. She was starving. The room was fixed. Daddy must have called in the repairman. I wonder what he told him. I hope the fridge is filled. She opened it and let out a sigh of relief. The food seemed to take on an ethereal glow, and halleluiah started playing out of nowhere. After making and eating a sandwich that literally touched the ceiling, she decided to go to her lab to work on some new inventions. She walked past the gravity machine, noting that it was quiet. No cussing or explosions were rocking the hall. I wonder where the baka is. I hope he's all right. What are you thinking? That asshole is probably out and about with some...we're talking about Vegeta here. And why would you care if he was with a woman? You don't care about him, remember? Right? But if he is gone you won't have to worry about feeding and fixing the asshole's gravity machine. You can just worry about your inventions and dating. No death threats or fighting. No sexy smirk or sexy body... Sexy smirk? Sexy body? Okay Bulma dear, you're losing it. Okay, okay, so he is sexy. But he's a total jerk. He's constantly threatening to blow up Earth and to kill Son Kun. Grrr... Bakasama!
SLAM! Bulma jumped. He was back most definitely. No one else slammed the door. Bulma turned around and headed for the front door, suddenly angry with the Saiyan with a renewed force. She met him halfway, nearly slamming into him. He looked like he had been in a fight. Blood was running out of the side of his mouth, multiple bruises and cuts graced his body, and his battle suit was torn in several places. Which must to her surprise looked like Goku's gi. Must have been sparring with Goku just now. Or he had more trouble with the werewolves than we did.
"What do you want onna?" He growled.
"And where have you been?" She snarled back.
"None of your business, baka. The prince of Saiyans will do whatever he wants and I do not have to answer to a lowly human." Bulma's already dangerous glare, well if looks could kill, Vegeta would be dead a billion times over.
"Stupid, ungrateful bastard! I cook, clean, fix your stupid gravitron machine and what do you do? Treat me like shit. Baka Ninjin! All men must be like this..."
"Damn it woman! Don't use my sex in vain!"* Vegeta roared. Bulma was a little taken aback, but then that turned into anger.
"Why not, huh? You use mine in vain all the time! Baka Onna! Yowamiso Onna! You know what? Just get out! I'm sick and tired of this bullshit! I get insulted in my own house by a baka who thinks he's a prince. But you know what? You aren't a prince. Your people are dead. They were too stupid to see that Frieza was planning on killing them. You act as if the only emotions you have are anger and arrogance. But that isn't true. You cried when Frieza blasted you and you were dying. You showed 'weakness' there. Then you kill anything that threatens your undying pride. A bunch of stupid monkeys..." A ki blast barely missed the blue haired woman. The look on Vegeta's face terrified her. She had never seen him so mad. *Gulp* She backed up slowly, not sure of exactly what to do. He was breathing like an enraged bull that was ready to kill.
"Vegeta?...I'm sorry..." Bulma hesitated, seeing if her words had any effect. None at all.
"Woman..." He said threateningly. He was angry with the woman for what she had said, but also because it was true. Why hadn't the Saiyan realize that Frieza was... No, that was done and over with. This was here and now. He should just finish her off. His vision was beginning to turn red. He was about to lose it. No, then that would prove her right. She was threatening his pride now. He needed time to think, get his raging emotions under control. He flew up through the roof and outside. He knew of only one place he could go.
Bulma sighed in relief. Something was strange about Vegeta, what she couldn't pinpoint. She looked up at the roof. *Sigh* She'd have to find out who her dad called for the kitchen, he did an excellent job.
*Thanks I.D. for that phrase. It works there in a way. Maybe I'll change it later, but it'll help me to remember it. :)
