A/N: Alright! Another chapter to add to the list. YES! I've been writing
this (before I even posted pt. 1) so I can make everything flow before I
put out the final copy. This chapter is just gonna roll from where I left
off, so don't worry, you didn't miss anything!
Disclaimer: AHHHH! I SEE THE VULTURES! AWAY! I DON'T OWN IT!
Chapter Three: 2. You're Always On My Mind pt. 2
Vegeta walked up to the shore and watched as Goku lazily tossed Gohan in the air, waited ten seconds, then caught his son. Gohan was laughing like crazy, flinging his arms around as if he couldn't fly. He waded into the water and waited till Gohan was back in Goku's arms before calling out to him.
"Kakarot! Come here. I want to talk to you."
Goku, by then, had thrown Gohan up in the air, and missed the kid by ten feet. Gohan hit the ocean floor, legs flailing about. The father picked up his son by the ankle.
"Gohan, are you ok?"
A tiny crab was holding onto the boy's nose. "Yeah," he replied a bit nasally, "I'm ok." Goku set Gohan into the water, then walked over to Vegeta. "What's up?"
"It's about what you interrupted earlier, you---"
"Oh, yeah. Gosh 'Geta, I'm sorry for just running up to you like that. I would've gone back to Chi Chi, but I thought you sensed me and---"
"Never mind about that Kakarot. What happened between the Onna and I is our own business and if---"
"Yeah, I know, I know. You don't want me to tell anyone, right?" Goku frowned. ^What's this guy's problem? Is he ashamed of liking her?^
"What makes you think I was going to say that, baka?"
Goku blinked. Did he miss something? "Weren't you going to tell me that?"
Vegeta sighed, something Goku had never seen or heard him do. "I was hoping to not go THAT far." A smirk appeared on his face. "I just wanted to tell you to butt out and mind your own. Got it?"
Goku smirked too and nodded. "You still don't want me to tell anyone?"
"Not unless they ask, but even then act stupid, which is natural for you anyway."
Goku frowned. "Them's fightin words where I come from!"
Vegeta got into a fighter's stance, ready to spar. But, as fate would have it, his sparring session was interrupted...again.
"GOKU! VEGETA! FOOD'S READY!!" A blur of black, orange, and tan was all Vegeta saw, then an empty spot where his sparring partner had been. He looked towards their "camp" site and saw the taller warrior hopping from foot to foot with a paper plate in his hand, drool nearly coming out of his mouth.
"Bakayaro," he muttered, walking towards the food.
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Vegeta sat back in his beach chair, stomach full and happy. He felt like taking a nap, making up for the one he missed, but the brat kept complaining about wanting to return to the ocean.
"Gohan, how many millions of times do I have to tell you that you need to wait at least thirty minutes before you go swimming again!?!?"
"Aww, but mom-"
"No buts about it mister, and don't make me hafta tell you again!" Frying pan in hand, Son Chi Chi turned around and headed towards her target. "GOKU!! GOKU COME HERE BEFORE I..." Her sentence trailed off as she continued to look for her husband.
"Stupid, harpy woman. It's a wonder how Kakarot can put up with her for so long."
"As if you could stay committed to any one person yourself, mister."
Vegeta turned towards the source of the voice, to the right of him, who sat on a towel. Bulma crossed her arms and frowned at him. "Goku loves her, and that's what counts."
"Love? Bah, human emotions. It will be the end of him someday."
"Better to have died for a good cause, than none at all." The Prince scowled at her words, finding that by some miracle, she was right. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back, looking at the fluffy white clouds in the blue sky. "I hate to admit this, but you're right."
"I am?!" she squeaked.
"If only I had died with my planet, instead of dying on Namek. Perhaps things would've gone slightly better for me. These past twenty years have been a waste of time."
"VEGETA!" Bulma stated. "Don't say things like that! It wasn't a waste of time. You got to see the tyrant that killed your people die by Saiya-jin hands. Wasn't that worth something?"
"You don't understand, do you? He should've died by MY hands. Not Kakarot's, not that future boy's, but MINE. I'm the PRINCE of the Saiya- jin race. I was supposed to be the first to ascend, the strongest in the universe. I've been outsmarted and overpowered by a bakayaro and a half- breed brat. When I die, it will be for nothing."
Bulma closed her eyes. Trying to get him to understand would be like telling a college professor that grades meant nothing. She gritted her teeth. Look at what Frieza had done to him! Brainwashed to be the strongest, and if not, you were as good as dead. =But, what about the Androids? Has he already given up that subject too?= She looked down at her hands, resting in her lap. How could she get it through his thick skull?
"What about the Androids? Don't tell me you're just gonna sit at home and watch TV from now on."
Vegeta's smirk encouraged her. "Don't be silly, Onna. I'm still going to train, I'm still going to be a Super Saiya-jin...I'm still going to kick Android ass, and I'm still going to kick Kakarot to the moon and back. Any questions, comments, concerns?"
Bulma smiled; Vegeta was actually trying to be funny! If only he would show more of this side, but then again, he wouldn't be the same Vegeta. "How bout...you be my hero when you go fight those 'tin cans', as you like to call them."
"Be your hero?"
"Yeah. Chi Chi has someone fighting for her, and it would be nice to have someone fight for me, not against me."
"What about your foolish boyfriend?"
"Psssht, are you kidding me? He's never fought for me! He only runs and hides behind me when danger lurks. So whadda ya say?" Vegeta looked skeptical. "Ok, ok. I won't make a fuss about fixing the GR anymore."
"And you'll have all my meals ready, on time. After all, us 'heroes' need food."
"It's a deal! Pact?" She extended her hand towards him. "Pact," he said, taking her hand in his. For a moment, he thought of a face long ago, one that he had made a pact with. Instead, he shook the memory from his mind, liking the view of the face that was right in front of him.
"Onna."
"Hmm?" she began to wonder when and how she wound up sitting in his lap.
"Some heroes would also like back rubs. Helps the muscles relax, and letting them gain more to pound others with."
"As if you needed anymore muscles."
"If I'm to protect you, then yeah, I need more muscles."
The blue-eyed beauty sighed, standing up and spreading a blanket in front of the chair. "Alright, alright. You win. But I'd like to get a back rub every once in a while. I'm the one who earns the money to feed, clothe, and keep the shelter of your head."
Vegeta shot her a genuine smile as he rested on the blanket, folding his arms under his chin. Bulma smiled back at him, watching as his eyes grew heavy as she continued to message his back. Her soft humming made the half- way closed eyes close completely, his breathing deep and rhythmic.
It was the beginning of a beautiful friendship...
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A/N: Phew, that chapter was kinda hard to write, mainly cuz I started developing mild symptoms of Writer's Block-itis....**gasp!** But don't worry, I've overcome it and I'm ready for the next chappie! Actually, this chapter didn't go as planned, but oh well, does a fic ever go the way someone wants it to? OH! And a VERY special thanxz to all my reviewers:
Rane: thankies much! Goat: glad ya like it DBZFAN: heh...I used to hate fluff, but now I use it sparingly (except for this 2 part chappie) anon: hey anonymous person! Thanx for reviewing! Chibi z fighter: thanx Eclipse75: yeah, I try to stay away from those "average" V/B's...this one is definitely gonna be unique umm: gee...I wonder what'll happen next?? Hmm...lol...I know! Samantha: didn't expect them to kiss so soon? Neither did I, but heck, it happened! Like I said, this is gonna be a unique ficcy!
Well, thanks to everyone for their review, and please keep reviewing, they keep me motivated. Stay on the look out for my next chapter: 3. You're the Root of All My Problems:: Vegeta starts his intensive training for ascending to the next level, both physically and mentally, knowing that he now has something, or someone, to fight for! Until next time..........
Ja Ne!
~*Pearl*~
Disclaimer: AHHHH! I SEE THE VULTURES! AWAY! I DON'T OWN IT!
Chapter Three: 2. You're Always On My Mind pt. 2
Vegeta walked up to the shore and watched as Goku lazily tossed Gohan in the air, waited ten seconds, then caught his son. Gohan was laughing like crazy, flinging his arms around as if he couldn't fly. He waded into the water and waited till Gohan was back in Goku's arms before calling out to him.
"Kakarot! Come here. I want to talk to you."
Goku, by then, had thrown Gohan up in the air, and missed the kid by ten feet. Gohan hit the ocean floor, legs flailing about. The father picked up his son by the ankle.
"Gohan, are you ok?"
A tiny crab was holding onto the boy's nose. "Yeah," he replied a bit nasally, "I'm ok." Goku set Gohan into the water, then walked over to Vegeta. "What's up?"
"It's about what you interrupted earlier, you---"
"Oh, yeah. Gosh 'Geta, I'm sorry for just running up to you like that. I would've gone back to Chi Chi, but I thought you sensed me and---"
"Never mind about that Kakarot. What happened between the Onna and I is our own business and if---"
"Yeah, I know, I know. You don't want me to tell anyone, right?" Goku frowned. ^What's this guy's problem? Is he ashamed of liking her?^
"What makes you think I was going to say that, baka?"
Goku blinked. Did he miss something? "Weren't you going to tell me that?"
Vegeta sighed, something Goku had never seen or heard him do. "I was hoping to not go THAT far." A smirk appeared on his face. "I just wanted to tell you to butt out and mind your own. Got it?"
Goku smirked too and nodded. "You still don't want me to tell anyone?"
"Not unless they ask, but even then act stupid, which is natural for you anyway."
Goku frowned. "Them's fightin words where I come from!"
Vegeta got into a fighter's stance, ready to spar. But, as fate would have it, his sparring session was interrupted...again.
"GOKU! VEGETA! FOOD'S READY!!" A blur of black, orange, and tan was all Vegeta saw, then an empty spot where his sparring partner had been. He looked towards their "camp" site and saw the taller warrior hopping from foot to foot with a paper plate in his hand, drool nearly coming out of his mouth.
"Bakayaro," he muttered, walking towards the food.
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Vegeta sat back in his beach chair, stomach full and happy. He felt like taking a nap, making up for the one he missed, but the brat kept complaining about wanting to return to the ocean.
"Gohan, how many millions of times do I have to tell you that you need to wait at least thirty minutes before you go swimming again!?!?"
"Aww, but mom-"
"No buts about it mister, and don't make me hafta tell you again!" Frying pan in hand, Son Chi Chi turned around and headed towards her target. "GOKU!! GOKU COME HERE BEFORE I..." Her sentence trailed off as she continued to look for her husband.
"Stupid, harpy woman. It's a wonder how Kakarot can put up with her for so long."
"As if you could stay committed to any one person yourself, mister."
Vegeta turned towards the source of the voice, to the right of him, who sat on a towel. Bulma crossed her arms and frowned at him. "Goku loves her, and that's what counts."
"Love? Bah, human emotions. It will be the end of him someday."
"Better to have died for a good cause, than none at all." The Prince scowled at her words, finding that by some miracle, she was right. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back, looking at the fluffy white clouds in the blue sky. "I hate to admit this, but you're right."
"I am?!" she squeaked.
"If only I had died with my planet, instead of dying on Namek. Perhaps things would've gone slightly better for me. These past twenty years have been a waste of time."
"VEGETA!" Bulma stated. "Don't say things like that! It wasn't a waste of time. You got to see the tyrant that killed your people die by Saiya-jin hands. Wasn't that worth something?"
"You don't understand, do you? He should've died by MY hands. Not Kakarot's, not that future boy's, but MINE. I'm the PRINCE of the Saiya- jin race. I was supposed to be the first to ascend, the strongest in the universe. I've been outsmarted and overpowered by a bakayaro and a half- breed brat. When I die, it will be for nothing."
Bulma closed her eyes. Trying to get him to understand would be like telling a college professor that grades meant nothing. She gritted her teeth. Look at what Frieza had done to him! Brainwashed to be the strongest, and if not, you were as good as dead. =But, what about the Androids? Has he already given up that subject too?= She looked down at her hands, resting in her lap. How could she get it through his thick skull?
"What about the Androids? Don't tell me you're just gonna sit at home and watch TV from now on."
Vegeta's smirk encouraged her. "Don't be silly, Onna. I'm still going to train, I'm still going to be a Super Saiya-jin...I'm still going to kick Android ass, and I'm still going to kick Kakarot to the moon and back. Any questions, comments, concerns?"
Bulma smiled; Vegeta was actually trying to be funny! If only he would show more of this side, but then again, he wouldn't be the same Vegeta. "How bout...you be my hero when you go fight those 'tin cans', as you like to call them."
"Be your hero?"
"Yeah. Chi Chi has someone fighting for her, and it would be nice to have someone fight for me, not against me."
"What about your foolish boyfriend?"
"Psssht, are you kidding me? He's never fought for me! He only runs and hides behind me when danger lurks. So whadda ya say?" Vegeta looked skeptical. "Ok, ok. I won't make a fuss about fixing the GR anymore."
"And you'll have all my meals ready, on time. After all, us 'heroes' need food."
"It's a deal! Pact?" She extended her hand towards him. "Pact," he said, taking her hand in his. For a moment, he thought of a face long ago, one that he had made a pact with. Instead, he shook the memory from his mind, liking the view of the face that was right in front of him.
"Onna."
"Hmm?" she began to wonder when and how she wound up sitting in his lap.
"Some heroes would also like back rubs. Helps the muscles relax, and letting them gain more to pound others with."
"As if you needed anymore muscles."
"If I'm to protect you, then yeah, I need more muscles."
The blue-eyed beauty sighed, standing up and spreading a blanket in front of the chair. "Alright, alright. You win. But I'd like to get a back rub every once in a while. I'm the one who earns the money to feed, clothe, and keep the shelter of your head."
Vegeta shot her a genuine smile as he rested on the blanket, folding his arms under his chin. Bulma smiled back at him, watching as his eyes grew heavy as she continued to message his back. Her soft humming made the half- way closed eyes close completely, his breathing deep and rhythmic.
It was the beginning of a beautiful friendship...
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A/N: Phew, that chapter was kinda hard to write, mainly cuz I started developing mild symptoms of Writer's Block-itis....**gasp!** But don't worry, I've overcome it and I'm ready for the next chappie! Actually, this chapter didn't go as planned, but oh well, does a fic ever go the way someone wants it to? OH! And a VERY special thanxz to all my reviewers:
Rane: thankies much! Goat: glad ya like it DBZFAN: heh...I used to hate fluff, but now I use it sparingly (except for this 2 part chappie) anon: hey anonymous person! Thanx for reviewing! Chibi z fighter: thanx Eclipse75: yeah, I try to stay away from those "average" V/B's...this one is definitely gonna be unique umm: gee...I wonder what'll happen next?? Hmm...lol...I know! Samantha: didn't expect them to kiss so soon? Neither did I, but heck, it happened! Like I said, this is gonna be a unique ficcy!
Well, thanks to everyone for their review, and please keep reviewing, they keep me motivated. Stay on the look out for my next chapter: 3. You're the Root of All My Problems:: Vegeta starts his intensive training for ascending to the next level, both physically and mentally, knowing that he now has something, or someone, to fight for! Until next time..........
Ja Ne!
~*Pearl*~