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Chapter 1~Getting Even
***Last time***
"Veegggeeetttaaaa!!!!!"
"What do you want, woman?" a voice growled behind her.
Bulma turned to the owner of the voice and narrowed her eyes.
*************
Before Vegeta knew what hit him...er well he knew what it was, Bulma's fist. It had landed perfectly on his jaw. He took a few steps back at the force of the punch, which had taken him by surprise. ~That is going to leave a bruise.~ He thought grimly, his hand touching it unconsciously. He was the exact copy of his father only younger, shorter and angrier then the King.
Before Vegeta knew what was happening. She tackled him, hard. It had sent them both tumbling down the floor. Bulma, trying to punch him again on the floor was not successful, like the last time. Finally, Vegeta lost his patience and rolled over so that he was pinning her on the ground.
Vegeta looked down at her wary, "If I let you go, will you promise not to try and kill me? Not that you would succeed or anything because I will be the legendary Super Saiyan..."
~Here we go again~ Bulma rolled her eyes not bothering to listen him drone on and on about him being a super saiyan, and that it was his destiny ~More like a super pain in the ass~. This always happened every time she tried to hit him, after he could stop Bulma from attacking him, he would just go straight to the speech. ~I wonder if he kills his enemies by talking them to death about him being a super saiyan~
"...and I will crush all who stand in my way. Do you understand?"
Bulma was surprised, ~He finished already? Wow it must have been twenty minutes this time. I think it's a new record~
Vegeta got off her some what reluctantly but he didn't understand why, and stood up, "Now what the hell was that punch for woman?!"
"What was that for?! Are you stupid or something?! Oh wait, I forgot your brain is the size of an ant. Do you know what an ant is, Vegeta? It's this insect with-wait; do you know what a insect is? Maybe I should draw you a picture so then you'll know what it looks like-" Bulma said sarcastically, her anger growing more and more.
"I know what it is. Now tell me why you hit me or else I'll be forced to sing" When Bulma was ten and Vegeta was fourteen, they had a singing class together along with Kakkarot and Chi Chi. Vegeta thought it was pointless, he was a prince, he was suppose to be learning how to rule a planet when his father died and going off training. Not learning to sing. After the first lesson, well let's just say that the poor music instructor would need to have hearing aid now, still has nightmares of Vegeta singing and now goes to therapy.
"Fine, I'll tell you," Bulma took a deep breath, "HOW DARE YOU DICTATE MY LIFE!!!! I CAN TALK TO WHOEVER I LIKE, THANK YOU VERY MUCH AND YOU CAN'T TELL ME WHO I CAN OR CANNOT TALK TO!!! YOU GOT THAT, OH GREAT PRINCE OF IDIOTS!!!!!"
Vegeta winced at the volume of her voice and could swear that the palace was shaking a bit from it, "Is that all? You waste my time for that petty thing?"
After that little outburst she had calm down a little, but her temper was rising again. ~He makes me so mad sometimes, okay all the time~ she thought.
"It is not petty; this is my social life we're talking about! Next you'll be telling me that I can't talk to Chi Chi!" While she was saying that, she was poking Vegeta's Chest as hard as she could, it felt like she was poking at a big hard rock though.
"Ouch! Look what you've done now Vegeta, you made me hurt my finger from poking you to hard. What do you have in your muscles anyways; statues of people that you turned into stone from your cold glare and then decided to eat them?"
Vegeta just gave her a cold glare, "*Humph*, I have no time for your so called bad humour. I need to-"
Bulma rolled her eyes, "I know, I know, you need to train. Kami forbid that you eat, sleep or *gasp* have fun. You should smile once in a while you know; all you need is to turn that frown upside down. Oh my God, I really to stop watching those children programs when I'm bored."
Vegeta smirked and headed towards the training rooms, "Well, I'll leave you with your sick mind..."
"Yeah whatever, oh say hi for Kakkarot for me, tell him that I need to speak to him about something very important. I'll be in the Science wing," called Bulma, "Bye...Veggie!" That nick name always got on his nerves and he hated it, but she thought that it was kind of...cute. Not that she liked him or anything, oh no that would never happen, no way in hell will it happen.
Vegeta just grunted, which meant in Vegeta language that he will.
Bulma walked along the corridor towards the Science wing, "What the King said about me and Vegeta is just crazy. I don't know how he got that idea in his head but he has to get it out. Me, the most beautiful and smartest woman in the universe and the Prince, who is the most rude, arrogant man that ever lived and can only grunt when trying to talking,"
She then saw the palace guards and elites looking at her strangely, "Damn, I got to get out of the habit of talking to myself."
***
Bulma waved, "Hi Bardock...hi Radditz...hi Nappa?!"
Bardock looked at her, "Hello Bulma."
"Hi Bulma," Radditz smiled.
Nappa didn't acknowledge her. Bulma just stared at him; it was weird to see Nappa in the Science wing. It was like Kakkarot wanting to go on a forty hour famine and Vegeta wanted to become a pacifist. It just wasn't right.
Bulma looked at him something was going to happen and she knew it, "Why, are you doing here Nappa?"
Nappa spoke in a gruff voice, "I need to talk to you, and it's from the King. It will affect your life forever..."
Bulma was afraid of what was going to be said that would affect her life...forever.
***
Vegeta was sparring with Kakkarot, but his mind was else where. Why couldn't get her off his mind? How she felt when she was under him, how warm she was? He growled in his throat. She was becoming a distraction to him and he hated distractions. Suddenly, he was flying towards a wall; he stopped just in time before he crashed into it.
Kakkarot looked at him worriedly panting a little, "Vegeta, are you okay? You could have easily blocked that ki blast. It's not like you to become distracted when sparring."
"It's nothing Kakkarot, I'm fine. The woman wants to talk to you about something important; she's at the Science wing. You will go after we finished sparring. Now let's fight and stop talking." ordered Vegeta in a fighting position. ~I'm not falling in love with the woman, I'm not~ He told himself, but no matter what he said he knew deep down that he was starting to fall in love with her.
"Brat, I want to talk to you" the King bellowed.
Vegeta didn't look at his father, "Not now father. Can't you see I'm training here? Or are you blind?"
The king was getting impatient, "When I tell you to come, I want you to come. I have no time to waste with your attitude, boy!"
"Kakkarot, you can now go see the woman. You are dismissed." Vegeta told him.
Kakkarot bowed to the King and left the room. ~I wonder what's that all about~ he thought as he closed the door and headed to the Science wing.
***
So what is Nappa going to say to Bulma? And what is the King going to say to Vegeta? Well I'm not too sure yet, I'm making this up as I go. So remember to review so that I know that you people like this story and that I can continue!!!
~CrazySilverStar
Disclaimers: I don't not own DBZ!!!!!
Chapter 1~Getting Even
***Last time***
"Veegggeeetttaaaa!!!!!"
"What do you want, woman?" a voice growled behind her.
Bulma turned to the owner of the voice and narrowed her eyes.
*************
Before Vegeta knew what hit him...er well he knew what it was, Bulma's fist. It had landed perfectly on his jaw. He took a few steps back at the force of the punch, which had taken him by surprise. ~That is going to leave a bruise.~ He thought grimly, his hand touching it unconsciously. He was the exact copy of his father only younger, shorter and angrier then the King.
Before Vegeta knew what was happening. She tackled him, hard. It had sent them both tumbling down the floor. Bulma, trying to punch him again on the floor was not successful, like the last time. Finally, Vegeta lost his patience and rolled over so that he was pinning her on the ground.
Vegeta looked down at her wary, "If I let you go, will you promise not to try and kill me? Not that you would succeed or anything because I will be the legendary Super Saiyan..."
~Here we go again~ Bulma rolled her eyes not bothering to listen him drone on and on about him being a super saiyan, and that it was his destiny ~More like a super pain in the ass~. This always happened every time she tried to hit him, after he could stop Bulma from attacking him, he would just go straight to the speech. ~I wonder if he kills his enemies by talking them to death about him being a super saiyan~
"...and I will crush all who stand in my way. Do you understand?"
Bulma was surprised, ~He finished already? Wow it must have been twenty minutes this time. I think it's a new record~
Vegeta got off her some what reluctantly but he didn't understand why, and stood up, "Now what the hell was that punch for woman?!"
"What was that for?! Are you stupid or something?! Oh wait, I forgot your brain is the size of an ant. Do you know what an ant is, Vegeta? It's this insect with-wait; do you know what a insect is? Maybe I should draw you a picture so then you'll know what it looks like-" Bulma said sarcastically, her anger growing more and more.
"I know what it is. Now tell me why you hit me or else I'll be forced to sing" When Bulma was ten and Vegeta was fourteen, they had a singing class together along with Kakkarot and Chi Chi. Vegeta thought it was pointless, he was a prince, he was suppose to be learning how to rule a planet when his father died and going off training. Not learning to sing. After the first lesson, well let's just say that the poor music instructor would need to have hearing aid now, still has nightmares of Vegeta singing and now goes to therapy.
"Fine, I'll tell you," Bulma took a deep breath, "HOW DARE YOU DICTATE MY LIFE!!!! I CAN TALK TO WHOEVER I LIKE, THANK YOU VERY MUCH AND YOU CAN'T TELL ME WHO I CAN OR CANNOT TALK TO!!! YOU GOT THAT, OH GREAT PRINCE OF IDIOTS!!!!!"
Vegeta winced at the volume of her voice and could swear that the palace was shaking a bit from it, "Is that all? You waste my time for that petty thing?"
After that little outburst she had calm down a little, but her temper was rising again. ~He makes me so mad sometimes, okay all the time~ she thought.
"It is not petty; this is my social life we're talking about! Next you'll be telling me that I can't talk to Chi Chi!" While she was saying that, she was poking Vegeta's Chest as hard as she could, it felt like she was poking at a big hard rock though.
"Ouch! Look what you've done now Vegeta, you made me hurt my finger from poking you to hard. What do you have in your muscles anyways; statues of people that you turned into stone from your cold glare and then decided to eat them?"
Vegeta just gave her a cold glare, "*Humph*, I have no time for your so called bad humour. I need to-"
Bulma rolled her eyes, "I know, I know, you need to train. Kami forbid that you eat, sleep or *gasp* have fun. You should smile once in a while you know; all you need is to turn that frown upside down. Oh my God, I really to stop watching those children programs when I'm bored."
Vegeta smirked and headed towards the training rooms, "Well, I'll leave you with your sick mind..."
"Yeah whatever, oh say hi for Kakkarot for me, tell him that I need to speak to him about something very important. I'll be in the Science wing," called Bulma, "Bye...Veggie!" That nick name always got on his nerves and he hated it, but she thought that it was kind of...cute. Not that she liked him or anything, oh no that would never happen, no way in hell will it happen.
Vegeta just grunted, which meant in Vegeta language that he will.
Bulma walked along the corridor towards the Science wing, "What the King said about me and Vegeta is just crazy. I don't know how he got that idea in his head but he has to get it out. Me, the most beautiful and smartest woman in the universe and the Prince, who is the most rude, arrogant man that ever lived and can only grunt when trying to talking,"
She then saw the palace guards and elites looking at her strangely, "Damn, I got to get out of the habit of talking to myself."
***
Bulma waved, "Hi Bardock...hi Radditz...hi Nappa?!"
Bardock looked at her, "Hello Bulma."
"Hi Bulma," Radditz smiled.
Nappa didn't acknowledge her. Bulma just stared at him; it was weird to see Nappa in the Science wing. It was like Kakkarot wanting to go on a forty hour famine and Vegeta wanted to become a pacifist. It just wasn't right.
Bulma looked at him something was going to happen and she knew it, "Why, are you doing here Nappa?"
Nappa spoke in a gruff voice, "I need to talk to you, and it's from the King. It will affect your life forever..."
Bulma was afraid of what was going to be said that would affect her life...forever.
***
Vegeta was sparring with Kakkarot, but his mind was else where. Why couldn't get her off his mind? How she felt when she was under him, how warm she was? He growled in his throat. She was becoming a distraction to him and he hated distractions. Suddenly, he was flying towards a wall; he stopped just in time before he crashed into it.
Kakkarot looked at him worriedly panting a little, "Vegeta, are you okay? You could have easily blocked that ki blast. It's not like you to become distracted when sparring."
"It's nothing Kakkarot, I'm fine. The woman wants to talk to you about something important; she's at the Science wing. You will go after we finished sparring. Now let's fight and stop talking." ordered Vegeta in a fighting position. ~I'm not falling in love with the woman, I'm not~ He told himself, but no matter what he said he knew deep down that he was starting to fall in love with her.
"Brat, I want to talk to you" the King bellowed.
Vegeta didn't look at his father, "Not now father. Can't you see I'm training here? Or are you blind?"
The king was getting impatient, "When I tell you to come, I want you to come. I have no time to waste with your attitude, boy!"
"Kakkarot, you can now go see the woman. You are dismissed." Vegeta told him.
Kakkarot bowed to the King and left the room. ~I wonder what's that all about~ he thought as he closed the door and headed to the Science wing.
***
So what is Nappa going to say to Bulma? And what is the King going to say to Vegeta? Well I'm not too sure yet, I'm making this up as I go. So remember to review so that I know that you people like this story and that I can continue!!!
~CrazySilverStar
