Childhood Dreams
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Vega put his hand to his head thoughtfully. Suddenly he leapt to his feet, as if he had been shocked by lightning, and yelled," BRAT!"
From their hiding places, the two chibis rolled around with laughter.until they heard footsteps walking right towards them.
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"Oh shit," cursed Vegeta under his breath, as he shot an evil glare towards Bulma "What did I do to deserve this? This is all your fault baka onna." As the chibis were dragged slowly towards the king.
"Who me?" asked Bulma with mock innocence. "What did I do?"
"You're the one whose gonna get me killed," muttered Vegeta, with a scared look in his eyes.
Bulma's expression instantly softened," I'm sorry Veggie-Chan, but whatever happens we'll get through it together."
Vegeta turned around gapping at Bulma in total surprise.
"I swear, you look like a fish," giggled Bulma.
"Humph," grunted Vegeta who was turning red with embarrassment. "It beats me why I even let that onna live, she's causes so much trouble," he thought grudging.
"Oh crap," muttered Bulma as they were thrown right towards someone's feet. Both chibis looked up to witnesses a purple-faced, red eyed monster that closely resembled King Vega. "Umm.hello King Vega," said Bulma shakily. "Had a nice meeting?"
A vein starting popping at Bulma's words. The King took a deep breath and collected breath and said with a very forced voice, "No, I'm afraid not, my guards seem to have something to show both of you."
The whole entire royal army raised their tails, which began to lash out in suppressed anger. Every single one of them looked angry enough to kill.
Bulma and Vegeta both bit their lips to stop the giggles that were trying to emerge. However they both failed miserably and burst into laughter.
"Onna, your punishment is that you have to stay confined in you room for a week," grumbled Vega. "On the other hand, brat, you're punishment would be a sparing lesson with all the royal guards."
Vegeta paled instantly at his words. Sure he was strong enough to take on up to 10 guards at once, but the whole entire army? He was so toast. However, a brave little voice spoke up and interrupted his train of thought.
"Ummm.King Vega could may I ask you a favor," asked Bulma timidly.
The King raised a thick eyebrow while looking amused," What?"
"Since Veggie, Vegeta," she corrected herself. "Is my best friend, I think I should receive the same punishment as him. After all, this was my idea and it wasn't his fault."
Vegeta looked at Bulma with a surprised expression on his face. No one in the history of Vegetasai had ever stood up to his father. Second of all, she was taking all the blame for something that was partially her fault. "I suppose she is true friend after all," thought Vegeta as he shoots Bulma a grateful glance.
However, the King was looking at Bulma in a whole new light. "Well it seems that she has spunk and bravery. No wonder my brat chose her as his best friend," thought Vega as he twisted his beard in amusement.
"Very well onna, you may receive the same punishment as my brat, but remember, you just brought about your own doom," chuckled Vega. "You'll both meet the guards at the training grounds at EXACTLY 6 o'clock, and don't be late. Now get out of my sight!"
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Later in the courtyard:
"Why," asked Vegeta, after a long moment of silence.
"Why what?" asked Bulma, obviously puzzled.
"Why did you help me? You knew that you could have easily gotten away without a punishment," asked Vegeta begrudgingly.
"Oh that," laughed Bulma, as she pushed a strand of her hair behind her ear. "You're my best friend Veggie, I wouldn't let you get beat up by yourself. I mean after all friends would stand by each others side, through rain or shine."
"Hey! I got a great idea! Wanna make a promise that we'd be best friends forever? I saw one of the guards do something like it," asked Vegeta excitedly. (hey, what can I say, Veggie isn't pure evil yet.)
"Sure, what are we suppose to do?" asked Bulma, as she began to jump up and down with excitement.
"Okay, you'll probably find this a bit weird since it is a sayian custom," informed Vegeta. "First you'll have to cut yourself with a knife right across your palm."
"Are you serious?" asked Bulma eyeing the knife nervously. "I've never been cut by something so sharp before."
"Just trust me," said Vegeta. "The pain would subside after a while."
Bulma cautiously took the knife, however it slipped and cut into her palm. "Ouch," cried Bulma as tears slowly fell down her cheeks.
For some weird reason, Vegeta hated seeing Bulma cry. So he quickly cut himself and then clasped her hand against his.
"Your blood is now mine," said Vegeta. "A bond would form between us, friends through thick and thing, friends forever."
Bulma couldn't do anything except gasp in awe. The pain was disappearing, and she could feel Vegeta's blood merge with her own.
The two chibis sat there holding hands and talking like as if they're been friends forever. When they let go of each other's hands, there was now a scar. A particular kind of scar, it had a picture of a heart.
"You see this imprint onna," said Vegeta joyfully. "When we're close or near each other, the scar shows an imprint of a heart. However, if we're separated, the heart would disappear and be replaced by an imprint of a broken heart."
"Wow! That's so cool!" replied Bulma excitedly.
"You're so observant aren't you," muttered Vegeta with a hint of sarcasm.
Bulma punched him playfully on the shoulder. "Come on Veggie, you don't have to be so moody all the time."
"I'm not moody," growled Vegeta. "This is me happy," he said as he put on a fake smile.
Bulma started giggling madly. "You look so cute when you smile!"
"Do you have to be such an air head all the time," complained Vegeta. "I've seen pigs smarter then you."
"Stop being so mean Geta," pouted Bulma. "Who do you think I am calling me a pig, have you ever seem how much you eat?" "Well at least I'm not fat onna," snapped Vegeta.
"FAT! Who in the hell are you calling FAT!" growled Bulma as her face began to turn red with furry.
"You!" laughed Vegeta. "Now you look like a big fat tomato!"
"Do you ever think about anything besides food," asked Bulma.
"Let me think," said Vegeta as he put his hand up to his chin, pretending to think. "No!"
Bulma sweat dropped. "I've never met such a sad and pathetic soul," she thought.
"Okay," said Vegeta as his face suddenly turned serious. "What are we going to do tonight. The guards are sure gonna to kick our asses unless we come up with a plan."
"Umm.give me a sec," said Bulma, as her brain went into overdrive (too smart, hehe) "So here's what we do."
"Are you sure this isn't going to be like your previous plan," asked Vegeta nervously.
"I'm positive, after all, your father did say "prepare yourselves for the fight," informed Bulma.
"Alright, but remember, if your plan doesn't succeed, your dead meat," threatened Vegeta.
"Yea, yea whatever," said Bulma waving Vegeta aside. A cruel and evil look crossed Bulma's face as she exclaimed, "Now let's get Project Survival underway."
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Author's Note: What's going to happen? Are the chibi criminals going to survive? What about the meeting with the other countries? Is there more to the simple "bond" that the chibis made? Read and find out!
REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! The destiny of this story lies in your hands.hehe
Disclaimer: Thanks 4 all the supports so far, but always remember to REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!
Last time:
Vega put his hand to his head thoughtfully. Suddenly he leapt to his feet, as if he had been shocked by lightning, and yelled," BRAT!"
From their hiding places, the two chibis rolled around with laughter.until they heard footsteps walking right towards them.
*~*~*~*~**~*~*~**~*~*~**~*~*~*~*~*~**~*~*~*~*~*~**~*~*~*~*~*~**~
"Oh shit," cursed Vegeta under his breath, as he shot an evil glare towards Bulma "What did I do to deserve this? This is all your fault baka onna." As the chibis were dragged slowly towards the king.
"Who me?" asked Bulma with mock innocence. "What did I do?"
"You're the one whose gonna get me killed," muttered Vegeta, with a scared look in his eyes.
Bulma's expression instantly softened," I'm sorry Veggie-Chan, but whatever happens we'll get through it together."
Vegeta turned around gapping at Bulma in total surprise.
"I swear, you look like a fish," giggled Bulma.
"Humph," grunted Vegeta who was turning red with embarrassment. "It beats me why I even let that onna live, she's causes so much trouble," he thought grudging.
"Oh crap," muttered Bulma as they were thrown right towards someone's feet. Both chibis looked up to witnesses a purple-faced, red eyed monster that closely resembled King Vega. "Umm.hello King Vega," said Bulma shakily. "Had a nice meeting?"
A vein starting popping at Bulma's words. The King took a deep breath and collected breath and said with a very forced voice, "No, I'm afraid not, my guards seem to have something to show both of you."
The whole entire royal army raised their tails, which began to lash out in suppressed anger. Every single one of them looked angry enough to kill.
Bulma and Vegeta both bit their lips to stop the giggles that were trying to emerge. However they both failed miserably and burst into laughter.
"Onna, your punishment is that you have to stay confined in you room for a week," grumbled Vega. "On the other hand, brat, you're punishment would be a sparing lesson with all the royal guards."
Vegeta paled instantly at his words. Sure he was strong enough to take on up to 10 guards at once, but the whole entire army? He was so toast. However, a brave little voice spoke up and interrupted his train of thought.
"Ummm.King Vega could may I ask you a favor," asked Bulma timidly.
The King raised a thick eyebrow while looking amused," What?"
"Since Veggie, Vegeta," she corrected herself. "Is my best friend, I think I should receive the same punishment as him. After all, this was my idea and it wasn't his fault."
Vegeta looked at Bulma with a surprised expression on his face. No one in the history of Vegetasai had ever stood up to his father. Second of all, she was taking all the blame for something that was partially her fault. "I suppose she is true friend after all," thought Vegeta as he shoots Bulma a grateful glance.
However, the King was looking at Bulma in a whole new light. "Well it seems that she has spunk and bravery. No wonder my brat chose her as his best friend," thought Vega as he twisted his beard in amusement.
"Very well onna, you may receive the same punishment as my brat, but remember, you just brought about your own doom," chuckled Vega. "You'll both meet the guards at the training grounds at EXACTLY 6 o'clock, and don't be late. Now get out of my sight!"
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Later in the courtyard:
"Why," asked Vegeta, after a long moment of silence.
"Why what?" asked Bulma, obviously puzzled.
"Why did you help me? You knew that you could have easily gotten away without a punishment," asked Vegeta begrudgingly.
"Oh that," laughed Bulma, as she pushed a strand of her hair behind her ear. "You're my best friend Veggie, I wouldn't let you get beat up by yourself. I mean after all friends would stand by each others side, through rain or shine."
"Hey! I got a great idea! Wanna make a promise that we'd be best friends forever? I saw one of the guards do something like it," asked Vegeta excitedly. (hey, what can I say, Veggie isn't pure evil yet.)
"Sure, what are we suppose to do?" asked Bulma, as she began to jump up and down with excitement.
"Okay, you'll probably find this a bit weird since it is a sayian custom," informed Vegeta. "First you'll have to cut yourself with a knife right across your palm."
"Are you serious?" asked Bulma eyeing the knife nervously. "I've never been cut by something so sharp before."
"Just trust me," said Vegeta. "The pain would subside after a while."
Bulma cautiously took the knife, however it slipped and cut into her palm. "Ouch," cried Bulma as tears slowly fell down her cheeks.
For some weird reason, Vegeta hated seeing Bulma cry. So he quickly cut himself and then clasped her hand against his.
"Your blood is now mine," said Vegeta. "A bond would form between us, friends through thick and thing, friends forever."
Bulma couldn't do anything except gasp in awe. The pain was disappearing, and she could feel Vegeta's blood merge with her own.
The two chibis sat there holding hands and talking like as if they're been friends forever. When they let go of each other's hands, there was now a scar. A particular kind of scar, it had a picture of a heart.
"You see this imprint onna," said Vegeta joyfully. "When we're close or near each other, the scar shows an imprint of a heart. However, if we're separated, the heart would disappear and be replaced by an imprint of a broken heart."
"Wow! That's so cool!" replied Bulma excitedly.
"You're so observant aren't you," muttered Vegeta with a hint of sarcasm.
Bulma punched him playfully on the shoulder. "Come on Veggie, you don't have to be so moody all the time."
"I'm not moody," growled Vegeta. "This is me happy," he said as he put on a fake smile.
Bulma started giggling madly. "You look so cute when you smile!"
"Do you have to be such an air head all the time," complained Vegeta. "I've seen pigs smarter then you."
"Stop being so mean Geta," pouted Bulma. "Who do you think I am calling me a pig, have you ever seem how much you eat?" "Well at least I'm not fat onna," snapped Vegeta.
"FAT! Who in the hell are you calling FAT!" growled Bulma as her face began to turn red with furry.
"You!" laughed Vegeta. "Now you look like a big fat tomato!"
"Do you ever think about anything besides food," asked Bulma.
"Let me think," said Vegeta as he put his hand up to his chin, pretending to think. "No!"
Bulma sweat dropped. "I've never met such a sad and pathetic soul," she thought.
"Okay," said Vegeta as his face suddenly turned serious. "What are we going to do tonight. The guards are sure gonna to kick our asses unless we come up with a plan."
"Umm.give me a sec," said Bulma, as her brain went into overdrive (too smart, hehe) "So here's what we do."
"Are you sure this isn't going to be like your previous plan," asked Vegeta nervously.
"I'm positive, after all, your father did say "prepare yourselves for the fight," informed Bulma.
"Alright, but remember, if your plan doesn't succeed, your dead meat," threatened Vegeta.
"Yea, yea whatever," said Bulma waving Vegeta aside. A cruel and evil look crossed Bulma's face as she exclaimed, "Now let's get Project Survival underway."
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Author's Note: What's going to happen? Are the chibi criminals going to survive? What about the meeting with the other countries? Is there more to the simple "bond" that the chibis made? Read and find out!
REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! The destiny of this story lies in your hands.hehe
