A/n- So I decided to rewrite my story, it just wasn't good for me anymore,
and plus, my computer messed it up! So here we go, I think it's better
than before, but *brings in Uncle Sam picture* we want YOU to leave
reviews!
Disclaimer- I don't own DBZ, or any stocks. But just wait a min.*starts hacking into DBZ stocks on her computer.* No, I can't find the access codes to the stock settlements! Oh well, I still own Lehela, and if you steal her from ME, I'll sue you so you're as BROKE as ME! Sound fair? Alrighty then, on with the good stuff!
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Lehela calmly walked up to the large house. A few weeks ago she had seen him in a club with the famous Bulma Briefs. Since that moment, she had done nothing but try to make him hers.
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"Are you with him?" Lehela asked the young, blue haired woman sweetly-or at least as sweetly as possible.
"Uh-yes-why?" Bulma inquired curiously.
"Is he your boyfriend?" Lehela continued without answering Bulma's former question. She didn't seem to mind though, as she burst out into fits of laughter.
"What's so damn funny?" Lehela asked in an annoyed tone.
"Vegeta! My boyfriend!?" she started before breaking out into even more laughter.
"Yeah, so?" Lehela replied before throwing her hands up into the air to show her frustration.
"Maybe when all hell freezes over! But good luck girl!" Lehela had the answer she needed, so decided to leave as the hysterical 'lady' beside her tried desperately to calm herself down. She walked toward this, Vegeta thinking of how Bulma given luck to her.
"Now why would I need luck? I could tame a snake if I wished too!" Lehela told herself.
~*~
Vegeta watched the people out on the dance floor swinging back and forth and often swaying to the delight of their partners. He was thoroughly disgusted. Is this what humans did to find a mate? Throw themselves upon one another? His train of thoughts was broken abruptly though, as he felt arms wrap around his torso. He spun around quickly with a look that could melt lead, and stated angrily, "Get away now."
Lehela stumbled back and blinked a few times before she recovered to ask in a low, sweet tone, "Awe. don't you want to dance with me?"
"No, I don't now pack up your little ass and leave," he replied indifferently.
Lehela was shocked, had he just blown her off? "There's no way!" she thought as she then noticed his gaze turn elsewhere.
~*~
Bulma watched the young girl with amusement, as she tried, and failed miserably at getting Vegeta as a dance partner. She had to suppress another fit of the giggles when she witnessed the frustrated and surprised look on the girl's face. Bulma could only imagine what was going through her head. Suddenly though, she saw Vegeta's inattentive gaze avert to her. She noticed a small smirk plastered on his face as he walked over towards her. By the time he got there, she had regained her composure. Unbeknownst to the both of them though, Lehela followed and stayed just within earshot of their conversation.
~*~
"Woman, what is so funny?" Vegeta asked even though he knew the answer.
"That girl, Lehela I believe, is acting so damn stupid, did you see her face when you brushed her off?" Bulma replied.
"I believe I did, but I could not look long. Her face was too ugly and began to burn my eyes," he told her matter-of-factly.
"I wonder why she likes you of all people! Look at yourself!" Bulma stated sarcastically.
"I know, I'm just sexy, it's a curse really!" he said haughtily.
"Vegeta! Why must you turn anything I say around into a compliment!?" she yelled while suppressing a small smile.
He leaned forward and whispered she her, "It's the only way you'll let me have fun with you."
Bulma smacked him on the shoulder, even though it didn't hurt him and she knew it. "That was a funny topic until you twisted it! Okay, I'm gonna get a drink, do you want anything?" she questioned him.
"No woman," he replied. So she left for the bar at the other side of the room and he just stood there for about two second before that Lehela girl had come back and began to persistently pester him about dancing with her.
After an hour of this bitching, Vegeta was sick of it. (Wouldn't you be?) His gaze fell upon a certain blue haired beauty at that moment though, and an idea sparked in his mind.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A/n- Okay, so how was the rewritten version, the other version got screwed up when I transferred it from my laptop to the computer, so I just decide to rewrite the whole thing last night! What will Vegeta's little plan be you ask, you'll just have to wait to find out! I'm so evil sometime! : ) I'll update as soon as I can, but I really want a lot of reviews! Leave a review then, or email me at wisherc13@yahoo.com, peace, love, & bulletproof marshmallows! Later!
D-wisha*
Disclaimer- I don't own DBZ, or any stocks. But just wait a min.*starts hacking into DBZ stocks on her computer.* No, I can't find the access codes to the stock settlements! Oh well, I still own Lehela, and if you steal her from ME, I'll sue you so you're as BROKE as ME! Sound fair? Alrighty then, on with the good stuff!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Lehela calmly walked up to the large house. A few weeks ago she had seen him in a club with the famous Bulma Briefs. Since that moment, she had done nothing but try to make him hers.
_______________________________________________________________________~Flas hback Sequence~_____________________________________________________
"Are you with him?" Lehela asked the young, blue haired woman sweetly-or at least as sweetly as possible.
"Uh-yes-why?" Bulma inquired curiously.
"Is he your boyfriend?" Lehela continued without answering Bulma's former question. She didn't seem to mind though, as she burst out into fits of laughter.
"What's so damn funny?" Lehela asked in an annoyed tone.
"Vegeta! My boyfriend!?" she started before breaking out into even more laughter.
"Yeah, so?" Lehela replied before throwing her hands up into the air to show her frustration.
"Maybe when all hell freezes over! But good luck girl!" Lehela had the answer she needed, so decided to leave as the hysterical 'lady' beside her tried desperately to calm herself down. She walked toward this, Vegeta thinking of how Bulma given luck to her.
"Now why would I need luck? I could tame a snake if I wished too!" Lehela told herself.
~*~
Vegeta watched the people out on the dance floor swinging back and forth and often swaying to the delight of their partners. He was thoroughly disgusted. Is this what humans did to find a mate? Throw themselves upon one another? His train of thoughts was broken abruptly though, as he felt arms wrap around his torso. He spun around quickly with a look that could melt lead, and stated angrily, "Get away now."
Lehela stumbled back and blinked a few times before she recovered to ask in a low, sweet tone, "Awe. don't you want to dance with me?"
"No, I don't now pack up your little ass and leave," he replied indifferently.
Lehela was shocked, had he just blown her off? "There's no way!" she thought as she then noticed his gaze turn elsewhere.
~*~
Bulma watched the young girl with amusement, as she tried, and failed miserably at getting Vegeta as a dance partner. She had to suppress another fit of the giggles when she witnessed the frustrated and surprised look on the girl's face. Bulma could only imagine what was going through her head. Suddenly though, she saw Vegeta's inattentive gaze avert to her. She noticed a small smirk plastered on his face as he walked over towards her. By the time he got there, she had regained her composure. Unbeknownst to the both of them though, Lehela followed and stayed just within earshot of their conversation.
~*~
"Woman, what is so funny?" Vegeta asked even though he knew the answer.
"That girl, Lehela I believe, is acting so damn stupid, did you see her face when you brushed her off?" Bulma replied.
"I believe I did, but I could not look long. Her face was too ugly and began to burn my eyes," he told her matter-of-factly.
"I wonder why she likes you of all people! Look at yourself!" Bulma stated sarcastically.
"I know, I'm just sexy, it's a curse really!" he said haughtily.
"Vegeta! Why must you turn anything I say around into a compliment!?" she yelled while suppressing a small smile.
He leaned forward and whispered she her, "It's the only way you'll let me have fun with you."
Bulma smacked him on the shoulder, even though it didn't hurt him and she knew it. "That was a funny topic until you twisted it! Okay, I'm gonna get a drink, do you want anything?" she questioned him.
"No woman," he replied. So she left for the bar at the other side of the room and he just stood there for about two second before that Lehela girl had come back and began to persistently pester him about dancing with her.
After an hour of this bitching, Vegeta was sick of it. (Wouldn't you be?) His gaze fell upon a certain blue haired beauty at that moment though, and an idea sparked in his mind.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A/n- Okay, so how was the rewritten version, the other version got screwed up when I transferred it from my laptop to the computer, so I just decide to rewrite the whole thing last night! What will Vegeta's little plan be you ask, you'll just have to wait to find out! I'm so evil sometime! : ) I'll update as soon as I can, but I really want a lot of reviews! Leave a review then, or email me at wisherc13@yahoo.com, peace, love, & bulletproof marshmallows! Later!
D-wisha*
