Chapter 8
Vegeta chuckled,
"Don't panic, just imagine that bowl to go to the sink, or wherever you want it to go!"
Bulma looked to the sink and it flew over to it and plopped in the sink, after a few minutes of the bowl falling almost to the floor, then swinging back up into the air,
"I can have some fun with this, but I'm still mad at you for not telling me sooner."
Trunks ran through the kitchen,
"Bye mommy, bye daddy, I'll be back tonight!"
Vegeta poured himself some more cereal,
"This stuff is surprisingly good, I'll have to get some more."
Bulma looked at the cereal box,
"Lucky charms? Where did you get the idea for getting that?"
Vegeta looked up at her,
"Our 'son' said you never let him get it so I did let him get it. Your can't really say it's bad for you because there are these little brown wheatie things shaped like triangles, I don't know, but there seems to be more of them then there are marshmallows, but I am beginning to get temped to separate them."
Bulma sighed as Vegeta downed the cereal and dumped the box onto other counter, then he started to toss the wheat pieces into the box while putting the marshmallows into a pile.
He looked up at Bulma,
"I do what I want to."
Bulma stared at one piece, sitting down, she posted her chin onto her fists and wondered about silly things. Within seconds she had two of the marshmallows dancing with two wheat's.
Vegeta glanced up at the swirling food.
Bulma made them go up to Vegeta's finger, they danced up it and crawled up his arm.
Vegeta continued to swipe the wheaties into the box, until Bulma waved the cereal in front of his eyes. Vegeta flashed a smirk and lifted his head, then gulped the four pieces from the air.
Bulma closed her eyes and put the side of her face against the counter,
"Your no fun, Vegeta."
Vegeta smirked,
"Am I supposed to be?"
Bulma listened to the constant tapping of the cereal flinging into the box,
"No, but it wouldn't hurt."
Vegeta's mind filled with sudden and swift thoughts. But, knowing Bulma, he wouldn't be able to do anything about them.
"What do you want to do today, Bulma."
This caught Bulma's attention, seeing as how Vegeta didn't say her name directly to her often.
"What do you want me to do?"
She asked grubbily.
Vegeta stayed silent, pausing for a second then continuing his separation of cereal.
Bulma waited a few more seconds, to make sure she knew what he was thinking.
"Maybe later on."
She told him.
Vegeta didn't react, instead he dumped another box of Lucky Charms onto the counter.
Bulma stood up and made herself some eggs.
Vegeta watched her small frame sway around the kitchen. Then sit beside him.
Vegeta sighed,
"This is getting boring."
He told no-one.
Bulma swallowed the last of her food and stood up, putting the dishes into the sink, then walking by Vegeta. As she walked by she patted Vegeta's belt line.
Vegeta continued starring. But he did notice Bulma walk to the tunnel heading to the T.V. room. Vegeta starred blankly into the small pile of dishes in the sink, then stood up with a soar groan.
He walked to the T.V. room where Bulma was nowhere to be seen. Until one of her legs flipped onto the back of the couch and hung limply.
Vegeta perched his head on his fists, looking down on Bulma, a sly look on her face. Vegeta kept his gaze at the center of her eyes,
"So?"
He questioned, complete sarcasm in his voice.
Bulma pulled her leg down as the back of the couch cut off her circulation.
Conveniently, a Cheese Wiz commercial came on,
"You know you waaaaaaaaannnnnnn it!"
The T.V. called.
Vegeta and Bulma both glanced at the T.V. and chuckled,
"Now, I think I like that commercial."
Vegeta said slyly.
Bulma smiled up at Vegeta,
"I don't think there could have been better timing!"
Vegeta shook his head and lowered one hand, cupping the side of Bulma's face with it. Bulma smiled as Vegeta's thumb stroked her cheek, nicely enough to make Bulma giggle. Vegeta stood tall and leaned over the couch, stopping his face just as the tip of his nose touched hers.
Bulma put her arms up to his shoulders,
"So, What do your want to do?"
Vegeta smirked, quiet evilly, Bulma knew this look all too well and narrowed her eyes to meet Vegeta's evilness. Vegeta pushed his lips against Bulma's. Something that still swept Bulma up into her little cloud nine.
* * *
Vegeta and Bulma were sleeping on the couch, enveloped in each others arms. A tall figure loomed over them, pulling a blanket up to their necks.
Chi-chi stormed into the room,
"I've . . ."
Goku pushed his finger against her lips and pointed to the couch.
Chi-chi peered over the couch and smiled, her eyes filled with a girlish love,
"Isn't that sweet? Falling asleep on the couch together?!"
she whispered.
Goku thought it was best not to tell her why they were covered by a blanket,
"Let's go to the kitchen."
He suggested, pushing Bulma's bra under the couch.
Chi-chi tiptoed out of the room and into the kitchen.
Goku waited until she was out of sight and then took the clothes he had shoved under the couch out and tucked them on the other side where Bulma and Vegeta could see them, but where Chi-chi wouldn't.
Chi-chi's head popped back into the room,
"Stop pestering them you idiot, now come in here and help me make lunch!"
Goku reluctantly jogged to the door, slightly afraid of the consequences of Chi-chi's anger.
* * * Bulma woke to Vegeta starring at her,
"You look happier when you sleep."
He mumbled.
Bulma felt his hips square as she massaged the skin under his tail which he had decided to leave out.
Vegeta starred, once again, slyly into her eyes,
"You shouldn't do that ya know."
Bulma smirked and massaged with more pressure.
Vegeta's hand went up to her hair, pulling it from her face and then flipping her onto her back.
Bulma kissed Vegeta roughly and massaged the base of his tail lightly.
Chi-chi perkily walked in, a large tray on food stacked higher then her head, and she was humming a nice little tune in her head.
Vegeta and Bulma didn't even notice Chi-chi come in.
Vegeta was focusing all of his attention on Bulma, as was Bulma to him.
Chi-chi turned around, her eyes went wide, and she was so paralyzed that she couldn't even scream.
Goku walked into the room and set the food down, he looked up to Chi-chi, and she looked at the brink of a heart attack.
Goku stepped up to her, and closer to the couch,
"Hey, honey . . . what's wrong, you look . . .well terrifhhied-d-d . . ."
Goku saw a glint from Bulma's face. A dumb look crossed his face and his eye brows rose.
Bulma's eyes flickered with confusion and anger, the flames from the fire place shinning over her face.
Vegeta's face turned around, looking first at Chi-chi, then Goku, he fought back a huge blush that even Goku could see him struggling with.
Just then, Kurilln decided to come in,
"Hey ya guys! What's hehehe . . .Hey Vegeta! Oh, and, ehem, hello there Bulma."
Bulma leaned her forehead against Vegeta's chest,
"Would you all get the fucking outta here? NOW!"
Vegeta yelled.
Chi-chi and Kurilln ran from the room, Goku slinked to where he had hidden Bulma's clothes,
"Here Bulma, I tried to keep her away as long as possible, but . . ."
"GET OUT!"
Vegeta yelled.
Goku's eyes went wide, and every hair stood on end before he bolted from the room.
* * *
Vegeta snarled as he walked into the kitchen,
"Aren't you two supposed to be tutoring those brats!?"
Goku avoided Vegeta's deadly glare, as did everyone else.
"Well, I'm sure the touter can look after two kids for a while."
Chi-chi informed, sliding a pile of sandwiches to Vegeta.
Vegeta glanced down to it,
"You do know that just because you know where we live, it doesn't mean that you can come and go when you please!"
Bulma crept up behind him and slid her arm into his,
"Don't give them such a hard time!"
Vegeta groaned,
"Well, soooorrryyy for wanting to be left alone."
Bulma growled, and for the first time, Goku noticed,
"Hey, Bulma, that's a first."
He commented.
Bulma looked down to him,
"What?"
Goku turned his head to the side,
"You don't usually growl, Bulma. You usually just yell."
Bulma thought for a reason, then it hit her,
'now I remember, only the Saiyan's growl like that . . . and now that I'm one, I do it too, but what should I tell Goku!'
"Well, I don't know, I just hang around you Saiyan's so much that . . . you know, I kinda catch on!"
Goku shrugged,
"If I remember correctly though, I'm doubting that I am but still, I seem too recall Vegeta telling me you're a Saiyan . . . crap, I wasn't supposed to say anything!"
Bulma slapped him upside the head,
"You should shut up for once in your life Kakarott!"
Goku was glad that he had two names, that way he would know if someone was pissed off at him.
"Blah, blah, blah, you guys are always annoyed with me, yadda, yadda, yadda. Besides, what do you expect from me?"
Even Vegeta was surprised at his remark.
But then Goku's face went bright,
"So! Any good movies on tonight!"
Chi-chi nervously laughed, she had seen Goku get annoyed before but this was different, as if he was in-between angry and annoyed.
Vegeta had also sensed his tone and thought it was odd.
Bulma was the first to talk,
"Yeah, I think."
Goku gulped down the wheatie part of the Lucky charms,
"Ya know, this cereal is kind of boring, and the box shows that there should be marshmallows in it."
Vegeta smirked to himself and turned away,
"I'll be right back."
Bulma sighed and watched his tall stature stalk from the room.
Chi-chi turned her head to the side,
"He seems taller."
Bulma smirked at her,
"He is."
Chi-chi looked blank,
"Oh Bulma, your so gross!"
Bulma and her laughed.
"Yes like that but truly, he is taller, remember how he used to be a little lower than eye level with me?"
Chi-chi nodded, still a little giggle in her throat.
"Well, now he has to look down on me!"
Bulma exclaimed.
Chi-chi giggled,
"I'm sure he looks down on you a lot! Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, ohhohoho deary me my!"
Bulma began laughing.
Goku looked from one to the other as each said something.
"I don't get it."
Bulma and Chi-chi laughed even harder.
Goku just sighed,
"I'll never understand this all. Your girls make everything so confusing!"
Chi-chi frowned but continued laughing, she wrapped her arms around Goku and kissed his cheek,
"You poor, poor baby. Don't worry! Someday you'll understand everything!"
Goku sighed,
"I won't ever get it, especially if you two are talking about it."
Vegeta walked back in, a pissed look on his face,
"What won't you get?"
he asked for the sake of a stupid conversation.
Goku looked back and shrugged.
Vegeta looked at Chi-chi and Bulma whose eyes gave him a nice sweep,
"What did you do that for?"
He asked questionably.
Bulma giggled behind her hand and looked down to Vegeta's pants, her eyes sat there,
"Absolutely nothing of importance to you. Especially if you want to stay . . . and I'm not even going to finish that sentence!"
Vegeta eyed her carefully as her and Chi-chi laughed their heads off.
"Stupid females, need to start explaining things to us people who don't know that stupid code stuff you are always talking about with your other stupid fucking friends!"
Vegeta growled, sitting down and pouring himself a bowl of marshmallows from the lucky charms.
Goku sighed and poured himself some more of the wheatie part.
"Hey Bulma? Do you have any sugar?"
Goku asked.
Bulma giggled,
"Yah I have sugar but I don't know if you want it or not."
This time Goku understood,
"Bulma, you know what I mean, and I think, I know, you know that's rare but I still think that after Vegeta, you don't have any left! Oh geez, ha, o that's pretty funny!"
Both Bulma and Vegeta blushed deeply.
A spoon full of milk and marshmallows filling his mouth and dripping out. Goku laughed and looked at Vegeta, his eyes were bloodshot with the want to kill Goku.
"Hey Vegeta? I didn't think that it was true, just . . ."
Vegeta leapt up and pushed Goku to the ground, his hand encircling his neck.
Goku tried to yelp in fright but no air could escape his lungs.
Vegeta's face starred down, rage building up,
"Listen Kakarott . . . I don't insult what you and your mate do so don't . . .you fucking . . . DARE . . . insult our way!"
Then his voice went low and dangerous,
"Got it?!"
Goku managed a smile and raised his hand so Vegeta could see his thumbs up.
Vegeta smoothly released Goku's neck and strode back to his chair.
Both Chi-chi and Bulma wearing extremely nervous looks.
Goku breathed deeply for a second, Vegeta once again interrupted him just as he was about to talk.
"And yes, I fucking know that you could have fucking hurt me there, but obviously you didn't. It's not the first time I've done that too you."
Goku laughed and pulled himself up.
"If I knew you were so touchy on the subject then maybe I wouldn't have said anything, but . . .HEY!"
Goku looked down to Vegeta's cereal, then to the Luck Charms box. Vegeta continued eating.
' I guess the ass has finally got it, kami that took long enough, I'll be fucking damned if I let him have any though!'
Vegeta growled to himself. But, he could feel the scar at the base of his neck burning. His hand raised to it,
"Stupid bonding shit . . . I am NOT letting him have any of my cereal, oh shut the hell up, I can hurt you too wench!"
Bulma forced as much pain as she could muster into Vegeta's scar.
He winced,
"What the fuck are you doing!? Kami take this!"
Vegeta forced pain into Bulma's scar, she growled and clutched it,
"Stop it you oaf! You have more power then I do and yet you seem to forget that!"
Vegeta growled at a slice of pain shooting through his collar,
"You stupid bitch! You do have just as much power as me, kami! I thought that you knew that already!"
Bulma took a double take,
"What do you mean, I have just as much power as you?"
Vegeta raised a brow and drank the rest of his third lunch.
"I mean that, when we bonded, you gained the same amount of power I do, and the stronger I become, the stronger you become . . . and what the hell is wrong with your face Kakarott!?"
Goku's face was of total agony, regret, hate and disbelief.
Chi-chi's face showed the most pissed off stare that was even manageable by Vegeta.
Goku held his hand tightly over his own bonding scar, finally his face and agony cracked,
"Chi-chi that hurts! Stop it, owwwwwwwwwweeeeeeeeeyyyyyyyyyyy!"
Chi-chi's eyes narrowed even more and Goku ran up to Vegeta.
Vegeta looked up at him with a 'what the fuck are your doing ass' look on his face. Goku took Vegeta's arm with his hand and squeezed down.
Vegeta was about to push him away when he felt the same pain Goku did. Not only was Goku accidentally transferring the same pain he hand into Vegeta, but he was also clamping down on his arm so much that Bulma could hear the bone start to crackle.
Both men screamed out in pain.
Bulma was freaking out, she had no idea of what was happening but she could also feel the same pain through the bond she could feel Vegeta's pain.
Only Chi-chi stood starring at Goku, as mad as ever.
Finally Bulma managed to shove Chi-chi's arm, breaking her from her trance.
She glared down at Bulma,
What the hell did you do that for!?"
She yelled angrily.
Bulma panted and looked up,
"Incase you didn't notice, your husband is killing mine and making his pain also come to me!"
Chi-chi looked as if she were just realizing it,
"Oh he, he, I'm sorry . . . but not to you Goku. If I had known that I had your powers! THEN MAYBE I COULD HAVE KILLED YOU SOONER!"
Goku glared down at Vegeta,
"If I had told you then you would have destroyed the planet just because Gohan fell asleep doing another two weeks straight of homework!"
Chi-chi growled,
"Well maybe if he finished the work and stopped that inappropriate singing . . . maybe it wouldn't be so bad!"
Goku sighed and rubbed his neck,
"Well . . . seeing as this is going no ware, Bulma, Vegeta, well, the tutors have decided to teach the kids for as long as they can stay awake."
Bulma bit her lip,
"But then I wont be able to see my baby for kami knows how long!"
Goku smiled,
"Oh don't worry! They'll be asleep in a week or so, then he'll be here for a few hours before coming back. It really is faster like this and besides . . . if you two are going on that vacation, then you wouldn't be seeing him anyway!"
Bulma pondered over that for a few seconds,
"Yah, I guess your right, hey, I wonder where we should go?"
Bulma pondered.
Vegeta chuckled,
"Don't panic, just imagine that bowl to go to the sink, or wherever you want it to go!"
Bulma looked to the sink and it flew over to it and plopped in the sink, after a few minutes of the bowl falling almost to the floor, then swinging back up into the air,
"I can have some fun with this, but I'm still mad at you for not telling me sooner."
Trunks ran through the kitchen,
"Bye mommy, bye daddy, I'll be back tonight!"
Vegeta poured himself some more cereal,
"This stuff is surprisingly good, I'll have to get some more."
Bulma looked at the cereal box,
"Lucky charms? Where did you get the idea for getting that?"
Vegeta looked up at her,
"Our 'son' said you never let him get it so I did let him get it. Your can't really say it's bad for you because there are these little brown wheatie things shaped like triangles, I don't know, but there seems to be more of them then there are marshmallows, but I am beginning to get temped to separate them."
Bulma sighed as Vegeta downed the cereal and dumped the box onto other counter, then he started to toss the wheat pieces into the box while putting the marshmallows into a pile.
He looked up at Bulma,
"I do what I want to."
Bulma stared at one piece, sitting down, she posted her chin onto her fists and wondered about silly things. Within seconds she had two of the marshmallows dancing with two wheat's.
Vegeta glanced up at the swirling food.
Bulma made them go up to Vegeta's finger, they danced up it and crawled up his arm.
Vegeta continued to swipe the wheaties into the box, until Bulma waved the cereal in front of his eyes. Vegeta flashed a smirk and lifted his head, then gulped the four pieces from the air.
Bulma closed her eyes and put the side of her face against the counter,
"Your no fun, Vegeta."
Vegeta smirked,
"Am I supposed to be?"
Bulma listened to the constant tapping of the cereal flinging into the box,
"No, but it wouldn't hurt."
Vegeta's mind filled with sudden and swift thoughts. But, knowing Bulma, he wouldn't be able to do anything about them.
"What do you want to do today, Bulma."
This caught Bulma's attention, seeing as how Vegeta didn't say her name directly to her often.
"What do you want me to do?"
She asked grubbily.
Vegeta stayed silent, pausing for a second then continuing his separation of cereal.
Bulma waited a few more seconds, to make sure she knew what he was thinking.
"Maybe later on."
She told him.
Vegeta didn't react, instead he dumped another box of Lucky Charms onto the counter.
Bulma stood up and made herself some eggs.
Vegeta watched her small frame sway around the kitchen. Then sit beside him.
Vegeta sighed,
"This is getting boring."
He told no-one.
Bulma swallowed the last of her food and stood up, putting the dishes into the sink, then walking by Vegeta. As she walked by she patted Vegeta's belt line.
Vegeta continued starring. But he did notice Bulma walk to the tunnel heading to the T.V. room. Vegeta starred blankly into the small pile of dishes in the sink, then stood up with a soar groan.
He walked to the T.V. room where Bulma was nowhere to be seen. Until one of her legs flipped onto the back of the couch and hung limply.
Vegeta perched his head on his fists, looking down on Bulma, a sly look on her face. Vegeta kept his gaze at the center of her eyes,
"So?"
He questioned, complete sarcasm in his voice.
Bulma pulled her leg down as the back of the couch cut off her circulation.
Conveniently, a Cheese Wiz commercial came on,
"You know you waaaaaaaaannnnnnn it!"
The T.V. called.
Vegeta and Bulma both glanced at the T.V. and chuckled,
"Now, I think I like that commercial."
Vegeta said slyly.
Bulma smiled up at Vegeta,
"I don't think there could have been better timing!"
Vegeta shook his head and lowered one hand, cupping the side of Bulma's face with it. Bulma smiled as Vegeta's thumb stroked her cheek, nicely enough to make Bulma giggle. Vegeta stood tall and leaned over the couch, stopping his face just as the tip of his nose touched hers.
Bulma put her arms up to his shoulders,
"So, What do your want to do?"
Vegeta smirked, quiet evilly, Bulma knew this look all too well and narrowed her eyes to meet Vegeta's evilness. Vegeta pushed his lips against Bulma's. Something that still swept Bulma up into her little cloud nine.
* * *
Vegeta and Bulma were sleeping on the couch, enveloped in each others arms. A tall figure loomed over them, pulling a blanket up to their necks.
Chi-chi stormed into the room,
"I've . . ."
Goku pushed his finger against her lips and pointed to the couch.
Chi-chi peered over the couch and smiled, her eyes filled with a girlish love,
"Isn't that sweet? Falling asleep on the couch together?!"
she whispered.
Goku thought it was best not to tell her why they were covered by a blanket,
"Let's go to the kitchen."
He suggested, pushing Bulma's bra under the couch.
Chi-chi tiptoed out of the room and into the kitchen.
Goku waited until she was out of sight and then took the clothes he had shoved under the couch out and tucked them on the other side where Bulma and Vegeta could see them, but where Chi-chi wouldn't.
Chi-chi's head popped back into the room,
"Stop pestering them you idiot, now come in here and help me make lunch!"
Goku reluctantly jogged to the door, slightly afraid of the consequences of Chi-chi's anger.
* * * Bulma woke to Vegeta starring at her,
"You look happier when you sleep."
He mumbled.
Bulma felt his hips square as she massaged the skin under his tail which he had decided to leave out.
Vegeta starred, once again, slyly into her eyes,
"You shouldn't do that ya know."
Bulma smirked and massaged with more pressure.
Vegeta's hand went up to her hair, pulling it from her face and then flipping her onto her back.
Bulma kissed Vegeta roughly and massaged the base of his tail lightly.
Chi-chi perkily walked in, a large tray on food stacked higher then her head, and she was humming a nice little tune in her head.
Vegeta and Bulma didn't even notice Chi-chi come in.
Vegeta was focusing all of his attention on Bulma, as was Bulma to him.
Chi-chi turned around, her eyes went wide, and she was so paralyzed that she couldn't even scream.
Goku walked into the room and set the food down, he looked up to Chi-chi, and she looked at the brink of a heart attack.
Goku stepped up to her, and closer to the couch,
"Hey, honey . . . what's wrong, you look . . .well terrifhhied-d-d . . ."
Goku saw a glint from Bulma's face. A dumb look crossed his face and his eye brows rose.
Bulma's eyes flickered with confusion and anger, the flames from the fire place shinning over her face.
Vegeta's face turned around, looking first at Chi-chi, then Goku, he fought back a huge blush that even Goku could see him struggling with.
Just then, Kurilln decided to come in,
"Hey ya guys! What's hehehe . . .Hey Vegeta! Oh, and, ehem, hello there Bulma."
Bulma leaned her forehead against Vegeta's chest,
"Would you all get the fucking outta here? NOW!"
Vegeta yelled.
Chi-chi and Kurilln ran from the room, Goku slinked to where he had hidden Bulma's clothes,
"Here Bulma, I tried to keep her away as long as possible, but . . ."
"GET OUT!"
Vegeta yelled.
Goku's eyes went wide, and every hair stood on end before he bolted from the room.
* * *
Vegeta snarled as he walked into the kitchen,
"Aren't you two supposed to be tutoring those brats!?"
Goku avoided Vegeta's deadly glare, as did everyone else.
"Well, I'm sure the touter can look after two kids for a while."
Chi-chi informed, sliding a pile of sandwiches to Vegeta.
Vegeta glanced down to it,
"You do know that just because you know where we live, it doesn't mean that you can come and go when you please!"
Bulma crept up behind him and slid her arm into his,
"Don't give them such a hard time!"
Vegeta groaned,
"Well, soooorrryyy for wanting to be left alone."
Bulma growled, and for the first time, Goku noticed,
"Hey, Bulma, that's a first."
He commented.
Bulma looked down to him,
"What?"
Goku turned his head to the side,
"You don't usually growl, Bulma. You usually just yell."
Bulma thought for a reason, then it hit her,
'now I remember, only the Saiyan's growl like that . . . and now that I'm one, I do it too, but what should I tell Goku!'
"Well, I don't know, I just hang around you Saiyan's so much that . . . you know, I kinda catch on!"
Goku shrugged,
"If I remember correctly though, I'm doubting that I am but still, I seem too recall Vegeta telling me you're a Saiyan . . . crap, I wasn't supposed to say anything!"
Bulma slapped him upside the head,
"You should shut up for once in your life Kakarott!"
Goku was glad that he had two names, that way he would know if someone was pissed off at him.
"Blah, blah, blah, you guys are always annoyed with me, yadda, yadda, yadda. Besides, what do you expect from me?"
Even Vegeta was surprised at his remark.
But then Goku's face went bright,
"So! Any good movies on tonight!"
Chi-chi nervously laughed, she had seen Goku get annoyed before but this was different, as if he was in-between angry and annoyed.
Vegeta had also sensed his tone and thought it was odd.
Bulma was the first to talk,
"Yeah, I think."
Goku gulped down the wheatie part of the Lucky charms,
"Ya know, this cereal is kind of boring, and the box shows that there should be marshmallows in it."
Vegeta smirked to himself and turned away,
"I'll be right back."
Bulma sighed and watched his tall stature stalk from the room.
Chi-chi turned her head to the side,
"He seems taller."
Bulma smirked at her,
"He is."
Chi-chi looked blank,
"Oh Bulma, your so gross!"
Bulma and her laughed.
"Yes like that but truly, he is taller, remember how he used to be a little lower than eye level with me?"
Chi-chi nodded, still a little giggle in her throat.
"Well, now he has to look down on me!"
Bulma exclaimed.
Chi-chi giggled,
"I'm sure he looks down on you a lot! Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, ohhohoho deary me my!"
Bulma began laughing.
Goku looked from one to the other as each said something.
"I don't get it."
Bulma and Chi-chi laughed even harder.
Goku just sighed,
"I'll never understand this all. Your girls make everything so confusing!"
Chi-chi frowned but continued laughing, she wrapped her arms around Goku and kissed his cheek,
"You poor, poor baby. Don't worry! Someday you'll understand everything!"
Goku sighed,
"I won't ever get it, especially if you two are talking about it."
Vegeta walked back in, a pissed look on his face,
"What won't you get?"
he asked for the sake of a stupid conversation.
Goku looked back and shrugged.
Vegeta looked at Chi-chi and Bulma whose eyes gave him a nice sweep,
"What did you do that for?"
He asked questionably.
Bulma giggled behind her hand and looked down to Vegeta's pants, her eyes sat there,
"Absolutely nothing of importance to you. Especially if you want to stay . . . and I'm not even going to finish that sentence!"
Vegeta eyed her carefully as her and Chi-chi laughed their heads off.
"Stupid females, need to start explaining things to us people who don't know that stupid code stuff you are always talking about with your other stupid fucking friends!"
Vegeta growled, sitting down and pouring himself a bowl of marshmallows from the lucky charms.
Goku sighed and poured himself some more of the wheatie part.
"Hey Bulma? Do you have any sugar?"
Goku asked.
Bulma giggled,
"Yah I have sugar but I don't know if you want it or not."
This time Goku understood,
"Bulma, you know what I mean, and I think, I know, you know that's rare but I still think that after Vegeta, you don't have any left! Oh geez, ha, o that's pretty funny!"
Both Bulma and Vegeta blushed deeply.
A spoon full of milk and marshmallows filling his mouth and dripping out. Goku laughed and looked at Vegeta, his eyes were bloodshot with the want to kill Goku.
"Hey Vegeta? I didn't think that it was true, just . . ."
Vegeta leapt up and pushed Goku to the ground, his hand encircling his neck.
Goku tried to yelp in fright but no air could escape his lungs.
Vegeta's face starred down, rage building up,
"Listen Kakarott . . . I don't insult what you and your mate do so don't . . .you fucking . . . DARE . . . insult our way!"
Then his voice went low and dangerous,
"Got it?!"
Goku managed a smile and raised his hand so Vegeta could see his thumbs up.
Vegeta smoothly released Goku's neck and strode back to his chair.
Both Chi-chi and Bulma wearing extremely nervous looks.
Goku breathed deeply for a second, Vegeta once again interrupted him just as he was about to talk.
"And yes, I fucking know that you could have fucking hurt me there, but obviously you didn't. It's not the first time I've done that too you."
Goku laughed and pulled himself up.
"If I knew you were so touchy on the subject then maybe I wouldn't have said anything, but . . .HEY!"
Goku looked down to Vegeta's cereal, then to the Luck Charms box. Vegeta continued eating.
' I guess the ass has finally got it, kami that took long enough, I'll be fucking damned if I let him have any though!'
Vegeta growled to himself. But, he could feel the scar at the base of his neck burning. His hand raised to it,
"Stupid bonding shit . . . I am NOT letting him have any of my cereal, oh shut the hell up, I can hurt you too wench!"
Bulma forced as much pain as she could muster into Vegeta's scar.
He winced,
"What the fuck are you doing!? Kami take this!"
Vegeta forced pain into Bulma's scar, she growled and clutched it,
"Stop it you oaf! You have more power then I do and yet you seem to forget that!"
Vegeta growled at a slice of pain shooting through his collar,
"You stupid bitch! You do have just as much power as me, kami! I thought that you knew that already!"
Bulma took a double take,
"What do you mean, I have just as much power as you?"
Vegeta raised a brow and drank the rest of his third lunch.
"I mean that, when we bonded, you gained the same amount of power I do, and the stronger I become, the stronger you become . . . and what the hell is wrong with your face Kakarott!?"
Goku's face was of total agony, regret, hate and disbelief.
Chi-chi's face showed the most pissed off stare that was even manageable by Vegeta.
Goku held his hand tightly over his own bonding scar, finally his face and agony cracked,
"Chi-chi that hurts! Stop it, owwwwwwwwwweeeeeeeeeyyyyyyyyyyy!"
Chi-chi's eyes narrowed even more and Goku ran up to Vegeta.
Vegeta looked up at him with a 'what the fuck are your doing ass' look on his face. Goku took Vegeta's arm with his hand and squeezed down.
Vegeta was about to push him away when he felt the same pain Goku did. Not only was Goku accidentally transferring the same pain he hand into Vegeta, but he was also clamping down on his arm so much that Bulma could hear the bone start to crackle.
Both men screamed out in pain.
Bulma was freaking out, she had no idea of what was happening but she could also feel the same pain through the bond she could feel Vegeta's pain.
Only Chi-chi stood starring at Goku, as mad as ever.
Finally Bulma managed to shove Chi-chi's arm, breaking her from her trance.
She glared down at Bulma,
What the hell did you do that for!?"
She yelled angrily.
Bulma panted and looked up,
"Incase you didn't notice, your husband is killing mine and making his pain also come to me!"
Chi-chi looked as if she were just realizing it,
"Oh he, he, I'm sorry . . . but not to you Goku. If I had known that I had your powers! THEN MAYBE I COULD HAVE KILLED YOU SOONER!"
Goku glared down at Vegeta,
"If I had told you then you would have destroyed the planet just because Gohan fell asleep doing another two weeks straight of homework!"
Chi-chi growled,
"Well maybe if he finished the work and stopped that inappropriate singing . . . maybe it wouldn't be so bad!"
Goku sighed and rubbed his neck,
"Well . . . seeing as this is going no ware, Bulma, Vegeta, well, the tutors have decided to teach the kids for as long as they can stay awake."
Bulma bit her lip,
"But then I wont be able to see my baby for kami knows how long!"
Goku smiled,
"Oh don't worry! They'll be asleep in a week or so, then he'll be here for a few hours before coming back. It really is faster like this and besides . . . if you two are going on that vacation, then you wouldn't be seeing him anyway!"
Bulma pondered over that for a few seconds,
"Yah, I guess your right, hey, I wonder where we should go?"
Bulma pondered.