From Tragedy To Romance By The Antichrist Superstar

Again I would like to thank all the people who reviewed. I would also like to thank all the people that flamed. Keeps me motivated. Onward with chapter 3!

Disclaimer: I went to court in attempt to win over Dragonball Z. But, that idea went down the drain. I still don't own it yet. "Yet" being the keyword. But fret not, I will possess it someway or another.

Chapter 3.

It was 4:30 a.m. when Bulma arrived back to Capsule Corp. The sun had started to rise to in the black and blue sky. The clouds in the sky had looked like they had been painted on in a sloppy manner.

The Saiyan prince had been up all night waiting for the onna to come home. She hadn't cooked his dinner, so he was starving. Not also to mention, he was concerned about her being out that late. She usually went to bed at 9p.m. It was 4:45 a.m., and she wasn't back.

"I'm not happy. I'm feeling glad. I got sunshine in a bag. I'm useless, but not for long the future is coming on. I'm not happy. I'm feeling glad. I got sunshine in a bag. I'm useless, but not for long. The future is coming on." sang a very drunk Bulma. Nearly falling through the doorway, and dropping her bottle of Captain Morgan's Spiced Rum.

"Woman what in the hell is wrong with you? Where in the hell have you been all night?" Asked Vegeta looking at Bulma with a puzzled look."

"Hello Vegeta. How are you doing? I'm dandy. I feel so alive right now." Said Bulma, taking a swig of rum.

Vegeta snatched the bottle out of her hand. "You've been drinking?" asked Vegeta.

"Uh, No. I haven't been drinking. I'm just."

Vegeta leaned towards Bulma and all he could smell was the sent of alcohol in her breath. "You're a terrible liar you know that right?"

Bulma looked at Vegeta for a split of a second and began to fall towards him.

Vegeta caught Bulma right before her head touched the ground. He turned her around so he could see her face. She wrapped her arms around Vegeta's neck and cuddled for a moment, enjoying the feeling of being in his arms. 'Better get this chick up to her room before she try's anything else' thought Vegeta to himself.

After nearly falling down the stairs twice, hitting his head on the doorframe, nearly tripping over something in Bulma's room, he laid her down on her bed and started to leave her room.

Before leaving, Vegeta caught a quick glance at Bulma again. She looked so peaceful, 'Just like an angel'. Though Vegeta. 'Wait a minuet, what the fuck am I thinking? This onna is the biggest bitch that ever lived. Oh what in the fuck, I must be getting soft.'

"Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrr." Vegeta quit thinking about Bulma for a second and remembered that his stomach was on empty. "Guess I'll have to fend for myself".

After cleaning out the freezer of all the ice cream, the fridge of all the bread and sandwich meat, and the cupboards of all the good cereal, he thought that was enough to hold him over until the onna woke up and made him some food.

Vegeta looked at the clock. It was 5:30 already. "Fuckin' woman keep me up this late. It's nearly time for me to begin training. (Sigh) well, I'll make up for it later. Now's the time to go catch some z's.

Vegeta dragged himself up to his room and fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

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Finally, chapter 3 is done. I still don't own Dragonball Z. And I'm starting to think that I never will. (sniff sniff) oh well. R & R. I'd like to thank all the people that reviewed and flamed. Thankx people.

The Antichrist Superstar.