Disclaimer: I'm writing a story using DBZ, so sue me.
Hey Vegetaz Girl and Vegetas shoulder devil! Thanks for the reviews! And if you can't persuade Vegeta I'm sure Viper can! ;)
Chapter 3
Bulma walked downstairs into the gigantic kitchen, it had to be pretty big if you were feeding a Saiyan, especially a Saiyan Prince who nagged and complained about anything and everything. Bulma opened the back door just as Yamcha was about to knock on it and both humans ended up falling all over each other in the kitchen doorway. One good thing about it was that it brought Vegeta down from upstairs . . .well okay, it was a bad thing.
"Baka weakling, what are you doing here." Vegeta growled in annoyance as he walked over to the fridge.
"Number one he's not a baka, chibi 'geta." Bulma pointed that out while smoothing out his blanket and smiling in a 'I got blackmail' way. Yamcha stared at her and then burst out laughing.
"Chibi 'geta? 'Geta is too much but chibi? Wahahahahaha!" Yamcha was leaning on a chair for support.
"Shut up!" Vegeta fumed and glared at Bulma who patted his blanket and was still smiling.
"C'mon you two stop it. We're going to the movies. It's a horror film called Freddy vs. Jason. I think you'll like it Vegeta." Bulma said while carefully wrapping Vegeta's blankie around her packet book and motioning him to upstairs again.
Bulma pulled Vegeta into his walk in closet and flipped the light on and pulled out a pair of black jeans and a dark purple T shirt with a pair of black boots. "Change." Bulma commanded and dragged her hand across her pocket book which was wrapped in the green cloth telling Vegeta he didn't have a choice. Vegeta grabbed the clothes and emerged a minute later wearing them along with his usual frown.
"Good boy!" Bulma teased him as he glared at her and followed her downstairs again.
"I don't believe you're letting him come on our date Bulma!" Yamcha complained.
"He has a name, and be nice; I haven't quite forgiven you for standing me up last time." Bulma said as she climbed into the backseat of Yamcha's car.
"Bulma I'm sorry and why are you sitting in the back for?" Yamcha asked as he started the car and watched Bulma help a clueless Vegeta with his seatbelt.
"Because I'm going to sit with Vegeta. We're just going to the movies." Bulma said and patted Vegeta's almost grown in bangs. Vegeta looked sulky and sank down into his chair. Yamcha looked equally displeased but for different reasons.
At the movie theater they bought tickets and went to the snack bar where Bulma was grateful that Vegeta just ordered a soda. They had 25 minutes to kill so they decided to go inside and wait around. Bulma and Yamcha talked as Vegeta was finishing up his soda.
"You shouldn't drink so much Vegeta." Bulma said not at all too quiet. Vegeta blushed a bit and growled at her. "Fine." Bulma huffed and continued talking with Yamcha. Five minutes later Vegeta was squirming slightly and it didn't help that the soda had been cold; Vegeta growled and thought that it would be over soon as the previews started for the remainder of the fifteen minutes. The time was taking forever, Vegeta groaned and rolled his eyes, he would not let the woman know she was right, especially about that but the pain in his stomach brought him back to reality as he looked around the movie theater, not many people were their that day. Vegeta squirmed again, unluckily Bulma caught him.
"Vegeta? What's wrong?" Bulma asked with a concerned look on her face.
'Why must the woman make a big production out of everything?!' Vegeta thought as he thought up an excuse to get away. "I feel sick." Vegeta lied.
Those three worked caused Bulma to grab his hand and pull him towards one of the exits faster than you could say scam.
"See if you feel better when you come out." Bulma instructed Vegeta as she finally let go of him. Vegeta nodded with a sad look on his face and came out five minutes later.
"Better?" Bulma asked as she felt his forehead.
"A little." Vegeta lied again. Bulma would get suspicious if it was over that soon.
"Good but tell me if you feel bad during the movie okay?" Vegeta just nodded as they walked back and waited another five minutes for the movie to start.
Bulma sat between Yamcha and Vegeta while quietly chewing popcorn and every once in a while she would glance at Vegeta to make sure he was okay,
Vegeta didn't like the movie but wouldn't admit to Bulma he was scared, but it didn't really convince her after he grabbed hold of her hand which was resting on the arm rest when a blood curdling scream echoed through the theater. Vegeta was grateful it was dark so he was spared of questioning though he was surprised when Bulma took her hand out of his grip. He was even more surprised when he felt something soft touch his hands. Vegeta squinted through the darkness to see that Bulma was smiling and his blanket was back in his arms and it was dark enough for no one to notice. Vegeta cuddled with it until five minutes before the lights came on when Bulma took it back.
Vegeta felt empty again and bowed his head as Yamcha went to bring the car around and he stood with Bulma, the shock of the movie hadn't worn off yet and he was still a bit edgy and it looked as if giving him his blankie once was enough for Bulma. Vegeta sighed and pouted slightly on the way to Capsule corp.
When they finally got their Vegeta wasted no time running upstairs and getting changed. It was late, around 11:30 when Vegeta lied down in his bed. He tossed for a while before realizing sleep would be impossible. Vegeta jumped as he heard a creak and pulled his covers over his head and shivered before realizing that it was only Bulma in the next room. Vegeta listened but it was hard to tell in what directions she was going to hide his blankie. Vegeta gave up after a while. Something scratched against his window making him give a small yelp of surprise before realizing that it was a tree branch waving in the wind and making strange shadows dance across his bedroom. Suddenly thunder sounded from over head nearly making Vegeta jump under the bed before he remember the movie about Jason and Freddy and he squeezed himself as close to the wall as possible, How was he supposed to sleep tonight?
Hey Vegetaz Girl and Vegetas shoulder devil! Thanks for the reviews! And if you can't persuade Vegeta I'm sure Viper can! ;)
Chapter 3
Bulma walked downstairs into the gigantic kitchen, it had to be pretty big if you were feeding a Saiyan, especially a Saiyan Prince who nagged and complained about anything and everything. Bulma opened the back door just as Yamcha was about to knock on it and both humans ended up falling all over each other in the kitchen doorway. One good thing about it was that it brought Vegeta down from upstairs . . .well okay, it was a bad thing.
"Baka weakling, what are you doing here." Vegeta growled in annoyance as he walked over to the fridge.
"Number one he's not a baka, chibi 'geta." Bulma pointed that out while smoothing out his blanket and smiling in a 'I got blackmail' way. Yamcha stared at her and then burst out laughing.
"Chibi 'geta? 'Geta is too much but chibi? Wahahahahaha!" Yamcha was leaning on a chair for support.
"Shut up!" Vegeta fumed and glared at Bulma who patted his blanket and was still smiling.
"C'mon you two stop it. We're going to the movies. It's a horror film called Freddy vs. Jason. I think you'll like it Vegeta." Bulma said while carefully wrapping Vegeta's blankie around her packet book and motioning him to upstairs again.
Bulma pulled Vegeta into his walk in closet and flipped the light on and pulled out a pair of black jeans and a dark purple T shirt with a pair of black boots. "Change." Bulma commanded and dragged her hand across her pocket book which was wrapped in the green cloth telling Vegeta he didn't have a choice. Vegeta grabbed the clothes and emerged a minute later wearing them along with his usual frown.
"Good boy!" Bulma teased him as he glared at her and followed her downstairs again.
"I don't believe you're letting him come on our date Bulma!" Yamcha complained.
"He has a name, and be nice; I haven't quite forgiven you for standing me up last time." Bulma said as she climbed into the backseat of Yamcha's car.
"Bulma I'm sorry and why are you sitting in the back for?" Yamcha asked as he started the car and watched Bulma help a clueless Vegeta with his seatbelt.
"Because I'm going to sit with Vegeta. We're just going to the movies." Bulma said and patted Vegeta's almost grown in bangs. Vegeta looked sulky and sank down into his chair. Yamcha looked equally displeased but for different reasons.
At the movie theater they bought tickets and went to the snack bar where Bulma was grateful that Vegeta just ordered a soda. They had 25 minutes to kill so they decided to go inside and wait around. Bulma and Yamcha talked as Vegeta was finishing up his soda.
"You shouldn't drink so much Vegeta." Bulma said not at all too quiet. Vegeta blushed a bit and growled at her. "Fine." Bulma huffed and continued talking with Yamcha. Five minutes later Vegeta was squirming slightly and it didn't help that the soda had been cold; Vegeta growled and thought that it would be over soon as the previews started for the remainder of the fifteen minutes. The time was taking forever, Vegeta groaned and rolled his eyes, he would not let the woman know she was right, especially about that but the pain in his stomach brought him back to reality as he looked around the movie theater, not many people were their that day. Vegeta squirmed again, unluckily Bulma caught him.
"Vegeta? What's wrong?" Bulma asked with a concerned look on her face.
'Why must the woman make a big production out of everything?!' Vegeta thought as he thought up an excuse to get away. "I feel sick." Vegeta lied.
Those three worked caused Bulma to grab his hand and pull him towards one of the exits faster than you could say scam.
"See if you feel better when you come out." Bulma instructed Vegeta as she finally let go of him. Vegeta nodded with a sad look on his face and came out five minutes later.
"Better?" Bulma asked as she felt his forehead.
"A little." Vegeta lied again. Bulma would get suspicious if it was over that soon.
"Good but tell me if you feel bad during the movie okay?" Vegeta just nodded as they walked back and waited another five minutes for the movie to start.
Bulma sat between Yamcha and Vegeta while quietly chewing popcorn and every once in a while she would glance at Vegeta to make sure he was okay,
Vegeta didn't like the movie but wouldn't admit to Bulma he was scared, but it didn't really convince her after he grabbed hold of her hand which was resting on the arm rest when a blood curdling scream echoed through the theater. Vegeta was grateful it was dark so he was spared of questioning though he was surprised when Bulma took her hand out of his grip. He was even more surprised when he felt something soft touch his hands. Vegeta squinted through the darkness to see that Bulma was smiling and his blanket was back in his arms and it was dark enough for no one to notice. Vegeta cuddled with it until five minutes before the lights came on when Bulma took it back.
Vegeta felt empty again and bowed his head as Yamcha went to bring the car around and he stood with Bulma, the shock of the movie hadn't worn off yet and he was still a bit edgy and it looked as if giving him his blankie once was enough for Bulma. Vegeta sighed and pouted slightly on the way to Capsule corp.
When they finally got their Vegeta wasted no time running upstairs and getting changed. It was late, around 11:30 when Vegeta lied down in his bed. He tossed for a while before realizing sleep would be impossible. Vegeta jumped as he heard a creak and pulled his covers over his head and shivered before realizing that it was only Bulma in the next room. Vegeta listened but it was hard to tell in what directions she was going to hide his blankie. Vegeta gave up after a while. Something scratched against his window making him give a small yelp of surprise before realizing that it was a tree branch waving in the wind and making strange shadows dance across his bedroom. Suddenly thunder sounded from over head nearly making Vegeta jump under the bed before he remember the movie about Jason and Freddy and he squeezed himself as close to the wall as possible, How was he supposed to sleep tonight?