Chapter the second
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Vegeta stepped into the garage for his first day of lessons by Bulma. He coulden't beleive he was doing this; taking directions from a weakling like BULMA! He shuddered just thinking about it! It wasen't long until Bulma stepped in in a teacher outfit. "Why hello, Vegeta! How are you doing today?" Bulma asked. Vegeta was simply wearing a pair of shorts and nothing else because he had just been training. "What does it look like? Sitting in a chair and waiting for your stupid teachings." He said. Bulma frowned and pointed to the blackboard she had bought and tacked on the wall to teach him. "Do you know the alphabet?" She asked. Vegeta wildly nodded. "Of course I do!!" He said. "And do you know the sounds the letters make? You do, right?" Bulma asked. Vegeta shook his head. "As a matter of facts I do not." He said. He sighed and averted his head to his lap. For a second he thought he was gonna start crying but he didn't know why. And besides, only the weak cried! He blinked his eyes and stared back up at Bulma. "How can you know how to talk yet not know the letters? That's absurd." She said. Vegeta growled. "I don't pay attention the sounds of the letters when I talk, woman!!" He said. Bulma rolled her eyes and handed him a peice of notebook paper and a mechanical pencil. "Here. Just write me the entire alphabet." She said. Vegeta was just staring at the pencil and not saying anything. "What? Is it too colorful or something YOUR HIGHNESS?" She asked. Vegeta growled and shook his head. "No, it's not that. What is it? I've never seen a writing material like this before." He said. Bulma laughed and walked over to him. "You stink." Vegeta insulted, just looking for something tacky to say. "Thanks. You don't smell very pleasant either. And just use it like a pencil and when the tip runs out of lead click the button on the side." BUlma said. Vegeta started to write, and Bulma noticed that his letters looked very childish, like this: A B C D E F G H I...And so on. very childish looking. "Why aren't you writing the lower case next to them?" Bulma asked. Vegeta slammed the pencil down on the table and broke the tip. "Maybe because I don't WANT to, alright?" He roared. Bulma backed up. "O.K, O.K. You don't hafta. Just finish up your capital alphabet." She said. Vegeta continued writing, sticking out his cute tounge. Bulma walked up to the black board and wrote the words 'DOG', 'CAT', and 'FISH' as she waited for Vegeta to finish his alphabet. He spat on the paper and handed it to Bulma. "Here." He said. Bulma looked at it. "Nice job! And thanks for the present...You get a sticker for doing such a nice job!!" She marked a 100 on the paper then came over and smacked a sticker of a star right on his chest. Vegeta was outraged, and peeled it off. He stuck it on his paper. "Hey, don't you EVER put things on me without permission!!" He said. Bulma put his 100 paper in a folder. "This is your folder. Everytime you get a paper with a grade, I'll put it in here." She said. Vegeta mocked her mouth movements. Bulma took her big pointer stick and pointed at the board. "Do you know what these say?" She asked. Vegeta pointed at the words as he spoke. " I don't know what they SAY, but I do know that one says the letters D-O-G, the other says C-A-T, and the last says F-I-S-H." He sighed, exasperated. Bulma clapped. "Very good!!" She cooed. Vegeta stomped a foot. "Look, woman!! I'm not a baby! I'll KILL you if you treat me that way again!!" He said. Bulma shut up and cleared her throat. "So, you have NO idea what they say?" She asked. Vegeta shook his head. "DUH. If I knew what they were I would have already said it!!"
Bulma smiled slightly. "O.K. This will start to teach you how to read, see. You hafta put the sounds of the letters together to read the word. Say the word 'CAT'. That's what the middle word is." She said. Vegeta whispered the word 'CAT' under his breath. Bulma frowned. "Good enough. Now, what sound does the 'A' in the word make?" She asked. Vegeta looked at the sky as he thought about her question. "Ah." He said. Bulma ran over and ruffled his hair. "GOOD! You're catching on so fast!!" She said. Vegeta grabbed her wrist as hard as he could. "Don't EVER touch me again!! You hear? I've had to tell you that 3 times now!" He said. Then he threw it into the desk.
"Now we can start talking about economic factors." Bulma said to Vegeta. "That's enough reading for today." She erased the three words on the board and wrote a dollar sign up there. $. Vegeta looked at it. "What's that?" He asked, rudely. "Oh, this? It's called a dollar sign. If you see that in front of a decimal or number, that means like say, if it was in front of a two, it would be Two Dollars!!" Bulma said. "What's a decimal?" Bulma rolled her eyes. "We've got a long way to go. First of all, what is this?" She asked, holding up a penny. Vegeta cocked his head at the sight of the thing. "I don't know! It looks like a Gingersnap." He said. Bulma laughed. "It's not to eat. You use it to pay people for stuff like fast food or clothes." She said. Vegeta all the sudden stood up. "That's enough for today." He said, and walked out. Bulma looked after him. "You're never gonna learn with that attitude." She said. Vegeta just stared at her for a second and then walked out.
Later, Vegeta was training in the gravity room at 350 degrees again, angry at himself. "Come on, Vegeta! You're pathetic!!" He said. Training at this level of gravity was making him REALLY sore, and he coulden't take it anymore. But he HAD to if he ever wanted to beat Goku!! "I'm the Prince of all Saiyans! I CAN DO THIS!!" He screamed. He jumped up really high, making his leg muscles and lower back muscles throb with pain. When he banged back onto the ground he went back over to the big machine in the middle of the floor and cranked it up to 400 degrees. Vegeta instantly felt like someone was pushing him down to the floor. "Ah.." He said. He pushed himself up to normal standing position and panted a little bit. He was having to strain his muscles to even STAND!! The pain was just horrible but he knew he had to bear it. He did a fancy flip with his strong arms. "OWWWW!!" He yelled up to the heavens. He held his arms desperatly. "I've got to keep trying!!" He said. He jumped up and down and punched and kicked, and tears began to stream down his adorable face before long. The pain of doing this in 400 times normal gravity!!He didn't know that Bulma was outside and listening to his crying noises and wondering what could be the matter. After about 15 minutes he heard the door swing open and Bulma come running in. "Vegeta!!" She said. Vegeta had clapsed on the floor because of his weakness, pain, and the sudden decrease of gravity. Bulma ran over to him. "Are you O.K?" She asked. Vegeta slapped at her. "Leave me! I'm fine!! I don't need your stupid sympathy!!" He said. Bulma bent down to his level. "Are you sure?" She asked. Vegeta cried into the ground. "Just LET ME BE, WOMAN!!" He screamed. Then he cried like a little wuss. For a second Bulma felt like laughing, but then she remembered that it took a lot for Vegeta to cry. She realized something must really be wrong. "What happened?" She asked. Vegeta looked up. "I said leave me alone! It's none of your buisness! I'll shoot you!!" Bulma just sat there and stared at Veggie. So Vegeta lit up a ki blast, but he was too weak to keep it charged and it dissipated. "Oh no.." Bulma said. "You must have had the gravity on too high, right?" Vegeta tried to scoot backward, but Bulma grabbed him up in her arms and hugged him to try to make him feel better. For a second Vegeta was stunned, then he started slapping her chest and headbutting her. "Release me! Now!!" He said, muffled because she had his face hugged up all against her. "Now, I said!" Vegeta ordered. When he lifted his fist to punch her again it caused pain to radiate throughout his whole body, making more tears gush. He started to cry into her chest, not remembering she was holding him. "What happened, now?" Bulma asked. Vegeta thought whether he should tell her or not. He hated her GUTS, but hey, he still felt like it. He'd already embarrassed himself so he'd might as well embarrass himself even more. "I turned the gravity up to 400 so I could beat Kakarott but I guess it was too high!!" He whimpered. Bulma rubbed his back with a feminine hand. She really didn't like Vegeta but he was such a lonely person that he needed SOMEONE to comfort him even if he didn't realize it. "Shh.."She said, triying to calm him down. As soon as his sobs became an occasional hiccup, she layed him down on the floor and stood up. When she did this she realized he had fallen asleep. "Hmm.." She said. Looking at Vegeta, he looked so lonely and friendless and out of place. She bent down and layed her head on his muscular chest. She felt and heard every heartbeat and chest movement as he breathed. It was quite a calming sound. Before she knew it, she was MAKING OUT with the man in his sleep! She wasen't attracted to him, but something was telling her that he needed it.
She started to kiss the sleeping man down his chest and stomach, then back up again. Once Vegeta even stirred, but Bulma just whispered 'Be still.' into his stomach and he was still. It was like he was enjoying it in his sleep! When she finally stood up, Vegeta was still sleeping. Bulma noticed that she had just tried to help him out as a friend. Did she consider VEGETA a friend?
The next day, Bulma didn't think Vegeta would show up to his lesson because of his embarrassment. And he didn't. So she started to walk out, but when she opened the door Vegeta was standing in front of it. "What?" He asked, at the look on Bulma's face. Bulma looked at him, embarrassed probably just as much as he was. "Uh..I didn't think you would come!!" She said. Vegeta pushed her aside. "Of course I came you dolt! I would really like to learn how to read!"He said. He went and sat in the little desk Bulma had bought for him and looked at the paper set in front of him. At the top Bulma had written 'Tell me why you're so sad.' Vegeta looked at the paper. "I can't write!" He said. "I know. I wanted you to tell me face to face." Bulma said. Vegeta looked into her eyes. "I don't hafta..and first of all, you had no right to touch me yesterday when I was crying!! I can cry all I want without being touched!!" He said. He crossed his arms and turned his back to her. Then Bulma spoke up. "That's what friends are for right? Making eachother feel better when they're down." She said. Vegeta turned around. "Huh?" He said. "You consider me a friend?" Bulma nodded. "Yes, I do." She said. Vegeta stared and stared and stared. "You're insane." He said. Then he grabbed the peice of paper and ripped it up. "I don't want to TELL you because I don't HAVE to!" He said. He grabbed some chalk and scribbled on the blackboard, and ripped pages out of the textbooks Bulma had bought especially for him. "Vegeta!! What are you doing??" Bulma asked. Vegeta sat back down at the desk. "Now...begin to teach me." He said. Bulma looked around the room at the mess he'd made. "You-You RUINED my stuff!! How can I teach you when you ruined all I needed TO teach you?" Vegeta shrugged. "You tell me." He said. Then he grabbed an eraser and erased some of the chalk off the board, and poofed Bulma with it and made a big white square on her skirt. "Hey, you b@st@rd!" She joked, and hit him with one too. For a minute; Vegeta was MAD. Then he laughed as much as someone as arrogant as himself COULD laugh and hit her with his. Soon they got into a play fight. "Vegeta, we wasted all of our lesson times fooling around!!" Bulma said. Vegeta was now looking at himself in the mirror. "so? I really didn't feel like being taught today." He said. He flexed his muscles and smirked. NICE. "Well, Vegeta, if you think our little game was worth it than I agree with you. But now I have a whole day's worth to catch up on!!" Bulma said. Vegeta turned around to face her, and walked up to her. He found himself flexing his muscles. Was he...FLIRTING? No, I'm not. He said to himself. He stopped flexing his muscles. "Aw well. Now good day. I'm going to go find something entertaining to do around this horrbile sh*t hole." He walked out of the garage and left Bulma staring after him.
Vegeta was sitting in his room with a glass of water on the bedstand next to him. It was the night and he kept thinking about his little gravity room episode. He was so weak. How could he not stand 400 times normal gravity? It may have been about 100 times more than he usually trained on, but it seemed so easy!! It would be easy for..Kakarott. He scowled with hatred when he thought of this name. "If I can't even take THAT much then the Androids will kill me." He said to himself. "I must continue at that level, and then push myself even further!!" The glass of water on his bedstand went sailing off and crashed into the opposite wall in his saiyan rage. He went into the kitchen to get himself maybe some more water and a midnight snack when something caught his eye. He quickly guzzled down the water, and grabbed it. He didn't know it was a stapler. He noticed it pressed down and made a click, and something fell out. "Hm." He said. He stuck his finger in between the two lips and pressed down, making pain roll through his hand. "D@MN!!" He screamed, at the top of his lungs. He sat down at the table and blew on his poor, cute finger. It wasen't long until Mrs.Breifs heard his yelps of pain and came running down. "What's the matta Vegeta honey?" She asked in her New Yorker accent. Vegeta scowled at her. "Don't call me 'honey!'" He said. Mrs.Breifs noticed the blood on his hand and the bloody stapler. "Oh Vegeta did you staple your finger?" She asked. Vegeta madly nodded. "Yes, in case you didn't happen to know." He said. When Mrs. Breifs started to walk tworeds him he held up a hand. "No closer! I can take care of myself!!" He said. She stepped back a little. "Do you even know HOW to take care of yourself? I know my daughter's been teaching you some things but-" "I said SHUT UP AND GO AWAY!!" He howled. The woman ran up the stairs scared-like. Vegeta was breathing hard. He ran his hand under the faucet. As he was looking around he noticed a cup in the dishdrainer with Bulma's name on it. On the cup was a ballerina.
As Vegeta passed Bulma's room he heard her muttering something in her sleep. Or he thought it was in her sleep. If the man would have opened the door and looked he would have seen that Bulma was in there talking to herself, about him and that she was seeing some friendly bonds appear between them. He just went back to bed.
The next morning at breakfast Vegeta noticed that Bulma had made some Omelettes. "Are they good?" She asked Vegeta in high hopes. Vegeta smirked. "No. They suck. Like you." He said. But he was scarfing it down anyhow, not caring if it tasted good or bad. "You know Vegeta, they opened up a new amusement park here in West City, and I was wanting to know if you'd like to come with me one day. Sorta like a trip with friends?" She asked. Vegeta scoffed. "I'm not your friend." He said, drinking some orange juice. Then he gave a little bitty burp. Bulma frowned with discust. "You know, I was thinking maybe you could stop being such a jerk." She said. Vegeta smirked a little. "Then you thought wrong." He said simply, then shoved an apple in his mouth whole.He then went outside, Bulma guessed to insult the dinosaurs or her father.
But Vegeta wasen't doing anything of the sort. He was jogging around the courtyard trying to forget the horrible indegestion Bulma's cooking had given him. She was a HORRIBLE cook. He liked to jog because sometimes women would stare at him and he liked that sense of power. And also sometimes Bulma and her mother would stare at him and he liked that as well. As he was jogging Bulma came up to him in a really slutty outfit in which her boobs hang halfways out of. "Hello, Vegeta. You're looking good today. But don't you think it's just a little too hot for those jogging shorts? Let me take care of that for you." She said. Vegeta backed up. "Stay away from me woman. I'm perfectly happy wearing them. Now get out of my way before I-" Bulma grabbed his chin and pulled his face close, smacking him on the lips as hard as she could. Vegeta pushed away and pushed her into a tree, where he heard one of her fingers snap. "Don't you ever try to make a move on ME, woman!!" He yelled. But before he knew it, Bulma had forced herself on top of him...
Vegeta woke up from his dream scared stiff. That was the most horrible dream that he had ever had!! He took a drink of his water which was on the tree stump by the hammock and sat up. He thought about the dream and Bulma's suggestive outfit. "That was one awesome outfit she had on in my dream!!" He said to himself. He drew a picture of the dress in his mind. "Wow." He whispered. Then he got up and went out to the Gravity Room where he trained at 400 times normal gravity until he could no longer move.
After one long rest Vegeta walked into Bulma's room to talk to her because he was bored. He was thinking up some new insults to address her by when the stupid parrot she kept in her room cawked at him. "SShh..Shut up." He said to it. "D@mn! She's not in here! Now I owe her a whooping!!" He turned to stomp out but met up with Bulma coming on down the hall. "Oh,well hello." Bulma said. "May I ask what you were doing in my room if you are not my friend?" Vegeta shrugged. "I was bored so I was waiting for you to come in there so I could insult you."
Bulma started to walk past him to get to her room and Vegeta followed. "Where do you think you're going without me, woman?" He asked. He sprawled himself out on her bed and messed up her ballerina sheets. "OK, your in your thirties and still live with your parents, and you like BALLERINAS? Do you know just how childish you are?" Vegeta asked. Bulma frowned and grimaced. "Oh MAN! You ruined my sheets Vegeta! Get up!!" She said. Vegeta smirked and rolled about a bit. "Nuh uh. No way. I don't hafta listen to a weak earthling such as yourself. I think I'll just make myself quite comfortable on your fuzzy sheets." He said. Bulma playfully whacked him with her ballerina slipper pillow. "Your such a pain." She whispered, and sat down to start making calculations for her next invention. Vegeta came over and leaned over what she was doing. "What are you DOING??" He asked. He was specifically trying to irratate the snot out of her, and he was quite successfully doing it. Bulma looked up at him. "Vegeta, go away." She said. Vegeta started to breathe like a hog, right in her ear. "I said STOP!" Bulma said. Vegeta grabbed her pen and threw it against the wall.
"Jerk." Bulma said. She started to fix her ballerina sheets. Vegeta cocked his head and said, "Just why is it that you like ballerinas so much, hm?" Bulma turned around and walked up to him. "Is it any of your buisness?" She asked him, trying to immitate his oh-so-popular statement. Vegeta strongly placed his hands on his hips. "Because it just IS. Now tell me why." He said. Bulma sighed. "Because I've always wanted to be a dancer. There, you happy?" She asked. Vegeta looked at her and blinked, and then burst into helpless laughter. "Hahahaha!! You wanted to be a DANCER?! That's the total whimpiest occupation someone could ever want! How come you'd want to do that?" Bulma placed a hand on his manly chest. "You don't even know HOW to be a nice person, do you?" She asked. Vegeta grabbed her hand and stripped it off his chest. "Don't touch me. And NO, I don't. And I just think I'll mess up your newly-made bed just about now." He came over and hopped on her bed. "Just take a nap and leave me alone if you're going to be so rude." Bulma calmly said. She grabbed her pen from the floor and started to figure calculations again. Vegeta came and hovered over her, YET AGAIN. "Go away now, Vegeta." She said. Vegeta closley eyed the high numbers, decimals and fractions she was adding, subtracting, multiplying AND dividing all in her head. "You..know how to use numbers." He complemented. "You mean I'm smart?" Bulma asked him, looking up into his big cute eyes. "No. You're dumb. Don't put words into my mouth now, woman." He grabbed her pen and wrote his name at the top of her paper.
"So are you giving second thoughts about coming to the amusement park with me yet?" Bulma asked. "It'd be really fun, and have cotton candy, and have funnel cakes..." Vegeta jumped up and down. "Mmm....Cotton candy and funnel cakes...sounds pretty fatning to ME." He said. He got back on her ballerina sheets and tried to ignore the question she'd just ask him. What the hell was an amusement park anyway?
"What's an amusement park?" He asked, cocking his cute lil head. Bulma turned her head slightly tworeds him. "Why do you want to know if you won't even come with me?" She asked. Vegeta sighed and walked out of the bedroom.
"O.K, Vegeta, tell me what sounds the letters A through J make." Bulma said. Vegeta sighed. "Ah or A, buh or B, kuh or C, de,duh or D, eh or E, Fuh or F, Guh or G, Huh or H or silent, eh or I, Juh or J." He recited. This whole thing he had recited was almost from memory. Bulma clapped and stuck a star sticker on the tip of his nose. Vegeta violently snatched it off and put it on his folder. "Yeah, O.K. Now this is BORING. Can't we just do something else than just sit around here and name 'letter sounds' as you call them?" He said. He hated learning how to read. It was like he was in Kindergarten or something!! Bulma just gave him a flash card with the word 'BIRD' on it. "O.K. Now I want you to sound out these letters and read me this word." She said.
Bulma watched Vegeta stare at the word intently and then start stuttering as he tried to sound it out right. "B-B-IR-IR-ID.B-IR-ID.Bird!!" He said. Bulma clapped. "Yes, Yes!!" She said. "You did it!! YAY!!" Before she could even come CLOSE to hugging Vegeta or something he stopped her. "No coddling." He said strictly. Then he stood up. "Now can you show me around town and like name the different buildings or something? That would be fun!!" Bulma started to walk out. "Why would I want to do anything with you? You're such a jerk that it woulden't be any fun." She asked. Vegeta pouted like a little boy and ran up to her. "If you don't take me walking then I'll blast your head off of your sorry little shoulders!!" He said. Bulma sighed and grabbed his hand. "Come on then." She said and she jerked him violently. Vegeta jerked away from her. "I'll lead." He said.
"Where's that? Tell me now and stop looking at those blasted diamonds!!" Vegeta ordered the woman. Bulma looked up. "That's a bakery. They make cakes and things and you can buy them with money. Most of their cakes don't taste very good though." As they were walking a big dog came up. "AAH! What's that?"Vegeta screamed. "Get it away from me!Don't let it touch me!!" He was surprised when the animal stuck it's nose between his legs and started to the normal dog form of 'hello.' For a minute Vegeta was stunned. Bulma clapped a feminine hand over her mouth and started to giggle into it. Vegeta just stared down at the animal. "What's it doing?" Vegeta asked. "Why is it doing that? Is it some kind of a pervert animal or something? Look what it's doing to me!!" Bulma came up and petted the dog, making it turn around and get it's nose away from Vegeta's crotch. "It's just how dogs say hello. I know it's discusting, but you hafta train a dog not to. It's just naturally built into them." She petted the dogs wavy fur one last time and it went running off. Then they started to walk on. Vegeta was wondering how a dog might like that so much as to do it to a lot of people when Bulma pointed up to something big and round that towered over all the buildings. "Look at that, Vegeta! That's a Ferris Wheel at the amusement park! It's just too bad that you do not want to come with me...what a bummer." Vegeta stared up at the big round thing. "Looks fun, but high." He said. He started to run down the sidewalk to get to it. "Hey,wait up!!" Bulma shouted after him. They ran all the way to the gates of the amusement park and looked up at the Ferris Wheel. "Wow. That DOES look fun..." Vegeta commented. He rattled the gates. "Let's go in." He said. A smiling Bulma looked at him and then they entered the gates of the amusement park.
Vegeta and Bulma clapsed on the couch at Capsule Corporation after a long day at the amusement park. "Wow, that was fun! I think I like 'amusement parks!!" Vegeta commented. Bulma nodded. "It was fun wasen't it." It was night time, so Bulma's parents were already asleep in their beds. "D@mmit. I barely even got to train in the Gravity Room today. Drat." Vegeta said. He guessed he'd hafta double his training time the next day even though it was so hard to maintane 400 times normal gravity. "Why's that thing so important to you anyway? It's just a machine." Bulma said. Vegeta got up. "Now you know the obvious answer to that question. It makes me get stronger. I think I'll go train now and then treat myself to bedtime." He stalked out, leaving Bulma looking after him.
It was a week or so later. You might say Vegeta and Bulma had built sort of a friendly bond in the past weeks since their trip down West City and the amusement park. They were not just acquaintances; that was for sure. Most of the lessons Bulma gave to Vegeta would turn into a chit- chatting session or sometimes even a bunch of laughing when they got into eraser and chalk fights. Vegeta was barely learning anything. He thought her lessons were boring anyhow. Vegeta was outside and about to enter the gravity room that was causing him so much pain and so much suffering. There was never one day when he wasen't so incredibly sore that moving was a major task. But he had to say that 400 times normal gravity was getting easier and easier each hour that he trained in it. Soon it would feel like a walk in the park. So he walked inside the gravity room, and set it on 400 times gravity. He started to jump and leap and punch and kick, and it was getting SO easy! His sore muscles were becoming a burden, but even in his sore muscles the pain was starting to fade away. It was WONDERFUL! He kicked to the side happily and did a happy little flip. Perhaps he could upgrade to a higher gravity level the following day?
Vegeta was sitting on the rail of the balcolney after training and taking a shower. He was looking down at West City and admiring it's beauty when he felt someone come up and poke him in the side. He whirled his head around and saw Bulma standing there, with her blue affro. "Don't startle me like that! I could have easily fallen!!" Veggie griped. Bulma pulled on his pants. "I need some help. I'm redecorating the guest bedroom and I wanted you to help me." She said. Vegeta just looked back out at West City. "Didja hear me?" Bulma asked. Vegeta whipped his head back around. "Yes I did. And how come MY help? Why don't you just get the help of your pitiful family, hm?" He asked. Bulma yanked on his pants again. "PLEASE?" She asked. Vegeta sighed and got off the rail of the balcolny. "Fine."He said. "But don't expect me to help you anymore." She led him to the Guest Bedroom and found everything was gone out of it like someone had just moved out. "What do you need done?" Vegeta asked. Bulma handed him a can of paint remover. "I need you to remove the paint please. Here. Just put some on and let it set for 10 minutes or so and then scrape it off with this little blade." She said. Vegeta stared at the paint brush, paint remover and blade for a second and then stuck the brush in the paint remover. He pulled the brush down the side of the wall. He thought the bright yellow paint was a little ugly himself. "Who painted this house? Whoever did had some bad taste." He commented. He heard Bulma give a girly giggle on the wall opposite to him. "My father had some people do it. He does have bad taste now doesen't he?" She asked. Vegeta slowley nodded and brushed the brush down the wall again. He then flew up to the ceiling and started to do it. "This stuff has some smell. I wonder if it makes people ditzy?" Bulma laughed again. "Oh yes. It's happened several times to me myself." She looked up and watched Vegeta painting the ceilings and walls. He seemed to be a natural at it because of how well he seemed to be doing. He hovered down and stood in front of her, and for the first time Bulma realized what a small person he was. "You're little." She said. Vegeta looked himself up and down and then looked at her. "So? Are you making fun of The Prince of all Saiyans?" He asked, a hint of a giggle in his voice. He knew himself that was a a small man. "No. Simply stating the truth." Bulma said. She turned back to her wall. "You know how much stronger Goku is than you? I'll bet that's the only reason." Vegeta threw his paintbrush down. "What did you just say to me, woman? Did you just say that Kakarott is stronger than me?" He asked, getting ready to whirl around and punch her in her pretty little face. "Yes I did. And it's true. But you'd think it WOULDEN'T be true, considering how much you train at 400 times normal gravity. Sheesh that would SQUISH me!!" Vegeta stalked up and grabbed her by her affro hair. "Say, do you think that machine could handle to be drawn up even HIGHER?" He asked thoughtfully, forgetting that he intended to punch her. Bulma smacked his hand out of her hair. "I don't know. Now if you don't mind I'd like you to start scraping the paint off of the walls." She said. But Vegeta didn't. He stalked out to the G.R. to turn it up to 450 times normal gravity, which he didn't know would be a HUGE mistake.
Geeta walked over to the big machine in the middle and thought about it one last time. What if it went SQUISH and then he died? What if he coulden't GET UP? Then he woulden't be able to turn the machine off, and he'd be up sh*t creek without a paddle. He just shrugged and turned the machine up to 450. At first, he was stunned, and then he collapsed to the ground. He tried to get up but he COULDEN'T. "Son of a b*tch." He said, barely getting up the breath to talk. He strained his muscles as hard as he could but he COULD NOT get up. "EEERRR..." He said, as he tried to get up again. But he was sooo sore from 400 times normal gravity that he simply coulden't. It was so hard for him to breathe that he thought about giving up. He was certainly in a jam. He decided he'd just hafta use ki to get up.
"HHHHHAAAAAAHHHHH!!" He yelled, outbursting ki. But he used just a LITTLE too much and it caused the G.R to explode around him.
Bulma was outside jogging. It was a JOLLY day to be jogging. As she was jogging, she noticed a big flash of light out of the corner of her eye. "What the hell?" She said. She turned around and noticed there was a bunch of smoke. Suddenly the thought hit her mind. "Vegeta!" She gasped. She started to run across the yard to get to Vegeta. She noticed there was only a whole bunch of rubble. "Vegeta!! Speak to me!! I need to know where you're at so I can help you! Please don't be dead!!" But she didn't hear Vegeta respond. "Vegeta!!" She hollered again. She started to just throw peices of rubble around trying to get to him before he breathed his last. She finally saw some rubble move, and his hand shot out of the rubble. "Vegeta!!" She shouted. She ran over to the poor man and threw all the rubble off of him. He was in a pitiful state. He was gashed to no end EVERYWHERE, and cut and bruised, blood was dribbling out of his ears, mouth, and eyes, and he had a huge gash on his head. There was such a deep cut across his chest that there was bloody rocks and things embedded inside it. Bulma supported Vegeta, whose eyelids were just about to flutter closed and pronounce him dead. "Vegeta! Are you O.K? How do you feel?" She asked. Her tear dripped off the edge of her cheek and dripped on his chest. "I'm......tired....." He groaned. Bulma rocked him back and forth. "Don't go to sleep, please. You might never wake up." She cooed to him. "We hafta try to get some help but I'm afraid to leave you alone here. Do you think you'll be O.K. while I run to get my Dad and call the ambulance?" Vegeta just looked at her with droopy eyelids. "Don't....know..." He moaned, and coughed. Bulma cringed as blood ran down his chin. "Uh-Oh. Yes, I think I'm gonna hafta go and get someone. Or maybe.." She tried to scoop him up baby-style. Vegeta cried out with pain as she jostled him. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Bulma said. "But I HAFTA find some way to get you to the hospital!!" Vegeta shook his head and hacked. "NO. I'm...scared...to go to...the....hospital....." He stuttered. Bulma didn't pay attention to what he said and just slid her hands under him. "O.K..ready, One, Two, THREE!" She groaned as she attempted to lift the man up. She managed but she was wavering back and forth from his 123 pounds. Vegeta's eyes were closed now and he had his face buried in her chest, as if he had forgotten what was there. "Don't go to sleep!" Bulma ordered sternly, and bumped him. He screamed, then he started to cry softly. "I'm gonna die....." He moaned. Bulma shook her head. "Nuh uh. Your strong, and you'll live." But Vegeta didn't stop his annoying whimpering. He really hated to cry, But he knew Bulma knew that he really coulden't help it. She started to sing to him and rock him as she struggled and carried him up to the house. She managed to open the door and gently lay him on the couch. She patted his chest. "You 're gonna be alright. Let me just get my phone and call the ambulance." She advised him. Then she ran out of the room.
She returned about a minute later with her cordless phone, and sat on the edge of the couch by Vegeta and dialed 911. As she waited for the emergency room to pick up she wiped blood off Vegeta with a wet rag. Vegeta, who was trying to pass out, faintly heard her conversation with 911. She told them she needed a ambulance to come to Capsule Corp, and that was pretty much it. Vegeta just layed closed his bloody eyes and cried.
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or any other trademarked materials in this fanfiction.
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Vegeta stepped into the garage for his first day of lessons by Bulma. He coulden't beleive he was doing this; taking directions from a weakling like BULMA! He shuddered just thinking about it! It wasen't long until Bulma stepped in in a teacher outfit. "Why hello, Vegeta! How are you doing today?" Bulma asked. Vegeta was simply wearing a pair of shorts and nothing else because he had just been training. "What does it look like? Sitting in a chair and waiting for your stupid teachings." He said. Bulma frowned and pointed to the blackboard she had bought and tacked on the wall to teach him. "Do you know the alphabet?" She asked. Vegeta wildly nodded. "Of course I do!!" He said. "And do you know the sounds the letters make? You do, right?" Bulma asked. Vegeta shook his head. "As a matter of facts I do not." He said. He sighed and averted his head to his lap. For a second he thought he was gonna start crying but he didn't know why. And besides, only the weak cried! He blinked his eyes and stared back up at Bulma. "How can you know how to talk yet not know the letters? That's absurd." She said. Vegeta growled. "I don't pay attention the sounds of the letters when I talk, woman!!" He said. Bulma rolled her eyes and handed him a peice of notebook paper and a mechanical pencil. "Here. Just write me the entire alphabet." She said. Vegeta was just staring at the pencil and not saying anything. "What? Is it too colorful or something YOUR HIGHNESS?" She asked. Vegeta growled and shook his head. "No, it's not that. What is it? I've never seen a writing material like this before." He said. Bulma laughed and walked over to him. "You stink." Vegeta insulted, just looking for something tacky to say. "Thanks. You don't smell very pleasant either. And just use it like a pencil and when the tip runs out of lead click the button on the side." BUlma said. Vegeta started to write, and Bulma noticed that his letters looked very childish, like this: A B C D E F G H I...And so on. very childish looking. "Why aren't you writing the lower case next to them?" Bulma asked. Vegeta slammed the pencil down on the table and broke the tip. "Maybe because I don't WANT to, alright?" He roared. Bulma backed up. "O.K, O.K. You don't hafta. Just finish up your capital alphabet." She said. Vegeta continued writing, sticking out his cute tounge. Bulma walked up to the black board and wrote the words 'DOG', 'CAT', and 'FISH' as she waited for Vegeta to finish his alphabet. He spat on the paper and handed it to Bulma. "Here." He said. Bulma looked at it. "Nice job! And thanks for the present...You get a sticker for doing such a nice job!!" She marked a 100 on the paper then came over and smacked a sticker of a star right on his chest. Vegeta was outraged, and peeled it off. He stuck it on his paper. "Hey, don't you EVER put things on me without permission!!" He said. Bulma put his 100 paper in a folder. "This is your folder. Everytime you get a paper with a grade, I'll put it in here." She said. Vegeta mocked her mouth movements. Bulma took her big pointer stick and pointed at the board. "Do you know what these say?" She asked. Vegeta pointed at the words as he spoke. " I don't know what they SAY, but I do know that one says the letters D-O-G, the other says C-A-T, and the last says F-I-S-H." He sighed, exasperated. Bulma clapped. "Very good!!" She cooed. Vegeta stomped a foot. "Look, woman!! I'm not a baby! I'll KILL you if you treat me that way again!!" He said. Bulma shut up and cleared her throat. "So, you have NO idea what they say?" She asked. Vegeta shook his head. "DUH. If I knew what they were I would have already said it!!"
Bulma smiled slightly. "O.K. This will start to teach you how to read, see. You hafta put the sounds of the letters together to read the word. Say the word 'CAT'. That's what the middle word is." She said. Vegeta whispered the word 'CAT' under his breath. Bulma frowned. "Good enough. Now, what sound does the 'A' in the word make?" She asked. Vegeta looked at the sky as he thought about her question. "Ah." He said. Bulma ran over and ruffled his hair. "GOOD! You're catching on so fast!!" She said. Vegeta grabbed her wrist as hard as he could. "Don't EVER touch me again!! You hear? I've had to tell you that 3 times now!" He said. Then he threw it into the desk.
"Now we can start talking about economic factors." Bulma said to Vegeta. "That's enough reading for today." She erased the three words on the board and wrote a dollar sign up there. $. Vegeta looked at it. "What's that?" He asked, rudely. "Oh, this? It's called a dollar sign. If you see that in front of a decimal or number, that means like say, if it was in front of a two, it would be Two Dollars!!" Bulma said. "What's a decimal?" Bulma rolled her eyes. "We've got a long way to go. First of all, what is this?" She asked, holding up a penny. Vegeta cocked his head at the sight of the thing. "I don't know! It looks like a Gingersnap." He said. Bulma laughed. "It's not to eat. You use it to pay people for stuff like fast food or clothes." She said. Vegeta all the sudden stood up. "That's enough for today." He said, and walked out. Bulma looked after him. "You're never gonna learn with that attitude." She said. Vegeta just stared at her for a second and then walked out.
Later, Vegeta was training in the gravity room at 350 degrees again, angry at himself. "Come on, Vegeta! You're pathetic!!" He said. Training at this level of gravity was making him REALLY sore, and he coulden't take it anymore. But he HAD to if he ever wanted to beat Goku!! "I'm the Prince of all Saiyans! I CAN DO THIS!!" He screamed. He jumped up really high, making his leg muscles and lower back muscles throb with pain. When he banged back onto the ground he went back over to the big machine in the middle of the floor and cranked it up to 400 degrees. Vegeta instantly felt like someone was pushing him down to the floor. "Ah.." He said. He pushed himself up to normal standing position and panted a little bit. He was having to strain his muscles to even STAND!! The pain was just horrible but he knew he had to bear it. He did a fancy flip with his strong arms. "OWWWW!!" He yelled up to the heavens. He held his arms desperatly. "I've got to keep trying!!" He said. He jumped up and down and punched and kicked, and tears began to stream down his adorable face before long. The pain of doing this in 400 times normal gravity!!He didn't know that Bulma was outside and listening to his crying noises and wondering what could be the matter. After about 15 minutes he heard the door swing open and Bulma come running in. "Vegeta!!" She said. Vegeta had clapsed on the floor because of his weakness, pain, and the sudden decrease of gravity. Bulma ran over to him. "Are you O.K?" She asked. Vegeta slapped at her. "Leave me! I'm fine!! I don't need your stupid sympathy!!" He said. Bulma bent down to his level. "Are you sure?" She asked. Vegeta cried into the ground. "Just LET ME BE, WOMAN!!" He screamed. Then he cried like a little wuss. For a second Bulma felt like laughing, but then she remembered that it took a lot for Vegeta to cry. She realized something must really be wrong. "What happened?" She asked. Vegeta looked up. "I said leave me alone! It's none of your buisness! I'll shoot you!!" Bulma just sat there and stared at Veggie. So Vegeta lit up a ki blast, but he was too weak to keep it charged and it dissipated. "Oh no.." Bulma said. "You must have had the gravity on too high, right?" Vegeta tried to scoot backward, but Bulma grabbed him up in her arms and hugged him to try to make him feel better. For a second Vegeta was stunned, then he started slapping her chest and headbutting her. "Release me! Now!!" He said, muffled because she had his face hugged up all against her. "Now, I said!" Vegeta ordered. When he lifted his fist to punch her again it caused pain to radiate throughout his whole body, making more tears gush. He started to cry into her chest, not remembering she was holding him. "What happened, now?" Bulma asked. Vegeta thought whether he should tell her or not. He hated her GUTS, but hey, he still felt like it. He'd already embarrassed himself so he'd might as well embarrass himself even more. "I turned the gravity up to 400 so I could beat Kakarott but I guess it was too high!!" He whimpered. Bulma rubbed his back with a feminine hand. She really didn't like Vegeta but he was such a lonely person that he needed SOMEONE to comfort him even if he didn't realize it. "Shh.."She said, triying to calm him down. As soon as his sobs became an occasional hiccup, she layed him down on the floor and stood up. When she did this she realized he had fallen asleep. "Hmm.." She said. Looking at Vegeta, he looked so lonely and friendless and out of place. She bent down and layed her head on his muscular chest. She felt and heard every heartbeat and chest movement as he breathed. It was quite a calming sound. Before she knew it, she was MAKING OUT with the man in his sleep! She wasen't attracted to him, but something was telling her that he needed it.
She started to kiss the sleeping man down his chest and stomach, then back up again. Once Vegeta even stirred, but Bulma just whispered 'Be still.' into his stomach and he was still. It was like he was enjoying it in his sleep! When she finally stood up, Vegeta was still sleeping. Bulma noticed that she had just tried to help him out as a friend. Did she consider VEGETA a friend?
The next day, Bulma didn't think Vegeta would show up to his lesson because of his embarrassment. And he didn't. So she started to walk out, but when she opened the door Vegeta was standing in front of it. "What?" He asked, at the look on Bulma's face. Bulma looked at him, embarrassed probably just as much as he was. "Uh..I didn't think you would come!!" She said. Vegeta pushed her aside. "Of course I came you dolt! I would really like to learn how to read!"He said. He went and sat in the little desk Bulma had bought for him and looked at the paper set in front of him. At the top Bulma had written 'Tell me why you're so sad.' Vegeta looked at the paper. "I can't write!" He said. "I know. I wanted you to tell me face to face." Bulma said. Vegeta looked into her eyes. "I don't hafta..and first of all, you had no right to touch me yesterday when I was crying!! I can cry all I want without being touched!!" He said. He crossed his arms and turned his back to her. Then Bulma spoke up. "That's what friends are for right? Making eachother feel better when they're down." She said. Vegeta turned around. "Huh?" He said. "You consider me a friend?" Bulma nodded. "Yes, I do." She said. Vegeta stared and stared and stared. "You're insane." He said. Then he grabbed the peice of paper and ripped it up. "I don't want to TELL you because I don't HAVE to!" He said. He grabbed some chalk and scribbled on the blackboard, and ripped pages out of the textbooks Bulma had bought especially for him. "Vegeta!! What are you doing??" Bulma asked. Vegeta sat back down at the desk. "Now...begin to teach me." He said. Bulma looked around the room at the mess he'd made. "You-You RUINED my stuff!! How can I teach you when you ruined all I needed TO teach you?" Vegeta shrugged. "You tell me." He said. Then he grabbed an eraser and erased some of the chalk off the board, and poofed Bulma with it and made a big white square on her skirt. "Hey, you b@st@rd!" She joked, and hit him with one too. For a minute; Vegeta was MAD. Then he laughed as much as someone as arrogant as himself COULD laugh and hit her with his. Soon they got into a play fight. "Vegeta, we wasted all of our lesson times fooling around!!" Bulma said. Vegeta was now looking at himself in the mirror. "so? I really didn't feel like being taught today." He said. He flexed his muscles and smirked. NICE. "Well, Vegeta, if you think our little game was worth it than I agree with you. But now I have a whole day's worth to catch up on!!" Bulma said. Vegeta turned around to face her, and walked up to her. He found himself flexing his muscles. Was he...FLIRTING? No, I'm not. He said to himself. He stopped flexing his muscles. "Aw well. Now good day. I'm going to go find something entertaining to do around this horrbile sh*t hole." He walked out of the garage and left Bulma staring after him.
Vegeta was sitting in his room with a glass of water on the bedstand next to him. It was the night and he kept thinking about his little gravity room episode. He was so weak. How could he not stand 400 times normal gravity? It may have been about 100 times more than he usually trained on, but it seemed so easy!! It would be easy for..Kakarott. He scowled with hatred when he thought of this name. "If I can't even take THAT much then the Androids will kill me." He said to himself. "I must continue at that level, and then push myself even further!!" The glass of water on his bedstand went sailing off and crashed into the opposite wall in his saiyan rage. He went into the kitchen to get himself maybe some more water and a midnight snack when something caught his eye. He quickly guzzled down the water, and grabbed it. He didn't know it was a stapler. He noticed it pressed down and made a click, and something fell out. "Hm." He said. He stuck his finger in between the two lips and pressed down, making pain roll through his hand. "D@MN!!" He screamed, at the top of his lungs. He sat down at the table and blew on his poor, cute finger. It wasen't long until Mrs.Breifs heard his yelps of pain and came running down. "What's the matta Vegeta honey?" She asked in her New Yorker accent. Vegeta scowled at her. "Don't call me 'honey!'" He said. Mrs.Breifs noticed the blood on his hand and the bloody stapler. "Oh Vegeta did you staple your finger?" She asked. Vegeta madly nodded. "Yes, in case you didn't happen to know." He said. When Mrs. Breifs started to walk tworeds him he held up a hand. "No closer! I can take care of myself!!" He said. She stepped back a little. "Do you even know HOW to take care of yourself? I know my daughter's been teaching you some things but-" "I said SHUT UP AND GO AWAY!!" He howled. The woman ran up the stairs scared-like. Vegeta was breathing hard. He ran his hand under the faucet. As he was looking around he noticed a cup in the dishdrainer with Bulma's name on it. On the cup was a ballerina.
As Vegeta passed Bulma's room he heard her muttering something in her sleep. Or he thought it was in her sleep. If the man would have opened the door and looked he would have seen that Bulma was in there talking to herself, about him and that she was seeing some friendly bonds appear between them. He just went back to bed.
The next morning at breakfast Vegeta noticed that Bulma had made some Omelettes. "Are they good?" She asked Vegeta in high hopes. Vegeta smirked. "No. They suck. Like you." He said. But he was scarfing it down anyhow, not caring if it tasted good or bad. "You know Vegeta, they opened up a new amusement park here in West City, and I was wanting to know if you'd like to come with me one day. Sorta like a trip with friends?" She asked. Vegeta scoffed. "I'm not your friend." He said, drinking some orange juice. Then he gave a little bitty burp. Bulma frowned with discust. "You know, I was thinking maybe you could stop being such a jerk." She said. Vegeta smirked a little. "Then you thought wrong." He said simply, then shoved an apple in his mouth whole.He then went outside, Bulma guessed to insult the dinosaurs or her father.
But Vegeta wasen't doing anything of the sort. He was jogging around the courtyard trying to forget the horrible indegestion Bulma's cooking had given him. She was a HORRIBLE cook. He liked to jog because sometimes women would stare at him and he liked that sense of power. And also sometimes Bulma and her mother would stare at him and he liked that as well. As he was jogging Bulma came up to him in a really slutty outfit in which her boobs hang halfways out of. "Hello, Vegeta. You're looking good today. But don't you think it's just a little too hot for those jogging shorts? Let me take care of that for you." She said. Vegeta backed up. "Stay away from me woman. I'm perfectly happy wearing them. Now get out of my way before I-" Bulma grabbed his chin and pulled his face close, smacking him on the lips as hard as she could. Vegeta pushed away and pushed her into a tree, where he heard one of her fingers snap. "Don't you ever try to make a move on ME, woman!!" He yelled. But before he knew it, Bulma had forced herself on top of him...
Vegeta woke up from his dream scared stiff. That was the most horrible dream that he had ever had!! He took a drink of his water which was on the tree stump by the hammock and sat up. He thought about the dream and Bulma's suggestive outfit. "That was one awesome outfit she had on in my dream!!" He said to himself. He drew a picture of the dress in his mind. "Wow." He whispered. Then he got up and went out to the Gravity Room where he trained at 400 times normal gravity until he could no longer move.
After one long rest Vegeta walked into Bulma's room to talk to her because he was bored. He was thinking up some new insults to address her by when the stupid parrot she kept in her room cawked at him. "SShh..Shut up." He said to it. "D@mn! She's not in here! Now I owe her a whooping!!" He turned to stomp out but met up with Bulma coming on down the hall. "Oh,well hello." Bulma said. "May I ask what you were doing in my room if you are not my friend?" Vegeta shrugged. "I was bored so I was waiting for you to come in there so I could insult you."
Bulma started to walk past him to get to her room and Vegeta followed. "Where do you think you're going without me, woman?" He asked. He sprawled himself out on her bed and messed up her ballerina sheets. "OK, your in your thirties and still live with your parents, and you like BALLERINAS? Do you know just how childish you are?" Vegeta asked. Bulma frowned and grimaced. "Oh MAN! You ruined my sheets Vegeta! Get up!!" She said. Vegeta smirked and rolled about a bit. "Nuh uh. No way. I don't hafta listen to a weak earthling such as yourself. I think I'll just make myself quite comfortable on your fuzzy sheets." He said. Bulma playfully whacked him with her ballerina slipper pillow. "Your such a pain." She whispered, and sat down to start making calculations for her next invention. Vegeta came over and leaned over what she was doing. "What are you DOING??" He asked. He was specifically trying to irratate the snot out of her, and he was quite successfully doing it. Bulma looked up at him. "Vegeta, go away." She said. Vegeta started to breathe like a hog, right in her ear. "I said STOP!" Bulma said. Vegeta grabbed her pen and threw it against the wall.
"Jerk." Bulma said. She started to fix her ballerina sheets. Vegeta cocked his head and said, "Just why is it that you like ballerinas so much, hm?" Bulma turned around and walked up to him. "Is it any of your buisness?" She asked him, trying to immitate his oh-so-popular statement. Vegeta strongly placed his hands on his hips. "Because it just IS. Now tell me why." He said. Bulma sighed. "Because I've always wanted to be a dancer. There, you happy?" She asked. Vegeta looked at her and blinked, and then burst into helpless laughter. "Hahahaha!! You wanted to be a DANCER?! That's the total whimpiest occupation someone could ever want! How come you'd want to do that?" Bulma placed a hand on his manly chest. "You don't even know HOW to be a nice person, do you?" She asked. Vegeta grabbed her hand and stripped it off his chest. "Don't touch me. And NO, I don't. And I just think I'll mess up your newly-made bed just about now." He came over and hopped on her bed. "Just take a nap and leave me alone if you're going to be so rude." Bulma calmly said. She grabbed her pen from the floor and started to figure calculations again. Vegeta came and hovered over her, YET AGAIN. "Go away now, Vegeta." She said. Vegeta closley eyed the high numbers, decimals and fractions she was adding, subtracting, multiplying AND dividing all in her head. "You..know how to use numbers." He complemented. "You mean I'm smart?" Bulma asked him, looking up into his big cute eyes. "No. You're dumb. Don't put words into my mouth now, woman." He grabbed her pen and wrote his name at the top of her paper.
"So are you giving second thoughts about coming to the amusement park with me yet?" Bulma asked. "It'd be really fun, and have cotton candy, and have funnel cakes..." Vegeta jumped up and down. "Mmm....Cotton candy and funnel cakes...sounds pretty fatning to ME." He said. He got back on her ballerina sheets and tried to ignore the question she'd just ask him. What the hell was an amusement park anyway?
"What's an amusement park?" He asked, cocking his cute lil head. Bulma turned her head slightly tworeds him. "Why do you want to know if you won't even come with me?" She asked. Vegeta sighed and walked out of the bedroom.
"O.K, Vegeta, tell me what sounds the letters A through J make." Bulma said. Vegeta sighed. "Ah or A, buh or B, kuh or C, de,duh or D, eh or E, Fuh or F, Guh or G, Huh or H or silent, eh or I, Juh or J." He recited. This whole thing he had recited was almost from memory. Bulma clapped and stuck a star sticker on the tip of his nose. Vegeta violently snatched it off and put it on his folder. "Yeah, O.K. Now this is BORING. Can't we just do something else than just sit around here and name 'letter sounds' as you call them?" He said. He hated learning how to read. It was like he was in Kindergarten or something!! Bulma just gave him a flash card with the word 'BIRD' on it. "O.K. Now I want you to sound out these letters and read me this word." She said.
Bulma watched Vegeta stare at the word intently and then start stuttering as he tried to sound it out right. "B-B-IR-IR-ID.B-IR-ID.Bird!!" He said. Bulma clapped. "Yes, Yes!!" She said. "You did it!! YAY!!" Before she could even come CLOSE to hugging Vegeta or something he stopped her. "No coddling." He said strictly. Then he stood up. "Now can you show me around town and like name the different buildings or something? That would be fun!!" Bulma started to walk out. "Why would I want to do anything with you? You're such a jerk that it woulden't be any fun." She asked. Vegeta pouted like a little boy and ran up to her. "If you don't take me walking then I'll blast your head off of your sorry little shoulders!!" He said. Bulma sighed and grabbed his hand. "Come on then." She said and she jerked him violently. Vegeta jerked away from her. "I'll lead." He said.
"Where's that? Tell me now and stop looking at those blasted diamonds!!" Vegeta ordered the woman. Bulma looked up. "That's a bakery. They make cakes and things and you can buy them with money. Most of their cakes don't taste very good though." As they were walking a big dog came up. "AAH! What's that?"Vegeta screamed. "Get it away from me!Don't let it touch me!!" He was surprised when the animal stuck it's nose between his legs and started to the normal dog form of 'hello.' For a minute Vegeta was stunned. Bulma clapped a feminine hand over her mouth and started to giggle into it. Vegeta just stared down at the animal. "What's it doing?" Vegeta asked. "Why is it doing that? Is it some kind of a pervert animal or something? Look what it's doing to me!!" Bulma came up and petted the dog, making it turn around and get it's nose away from Vegeta's crotch. "It's just how dogs say hello. I know it's discusting, but you hafta train a dog not to. It's just naturally built into them." She petted the dogs wavy fur one last time and it went running off. Then they started to walk on. Vegeta was wondering how a dog might like that so much as to do it to a lot of people when Bulma pointed up to something big and round that towered over all the buildings. "Look at that, Vegeta! That's a Ferris Wheel at the amusement park! It's just too bad that you do not want to come with me...what a bummer." Vegeta stared up at the big round thing. "Looks fun, but high." He said. He started to run down the sidewalk to get to it. "Hey,wait up!!" Bulma shouted after him. They ran all the way to the gates of the amusement park and looked up at the Ferris Wheel. "Wow. That DOES look fun..." Vegeta commented. He rattled the gates. "Let's go in." He said. A smiling Bulma looked at him and then they entered the gates of the amusement park.
Vegeta and Bulma clapsed on the couch at Capsule Corporation after a long day at the amusement park. "Wow, that was fun! I think I like 'amusement parks!!" Vegeta commented. Bulma nodded. "It was fun wasen't it." It was night time, so Bulma's parents were already asleep in their beds. "D@mmit. I barely even got to train in the Gravity Room today. Drat." Vegeta said. He guessed he'd hafta double his training time the next day even though it was so hard to maintane 400 times normal gravity. "Why's that thing so important to you anyway? It's just a machine." Bulma said. Vegeta got up. "Now you know the obvious answer to that question. It makes me get stronger. I think I'll go train now and then treat myself to bedtime." He stalked out, leaving Bulma looking after him.
It was a week or so later. You might say Vegeta and Bulma had built sort of a friendly bond in the past weeks since their trip down West City and the amusement park. They were not just acquaintances; that was for sure. Most of the lessons Bulma gave to Vegeta would turn into a chit- chatting session or sometimes even a bunch of laughing when they got into eraser and chalk fights. Vegeta was barely learning anything. He thought her lessons were boring anyhow. Vegeta was outside and about to enter the gravity room that was causing him so much pain and so much suffering. There was never one day when he wasen't so incredibly sore that moving was a major task. But he had to say that 400 times normal gravity was getting easier and easier each hour that he trained in it. Soon it would feel like a walk in the park. So he walked inside the gravity room, and set it on 400 times gravity. He started to jump and leap and punch and kick, and it was getting SO easy! His sore muscles were becoming a burden, but even in his sore muscles the pain was starting to fade away. It was WONDERFUL! He kicked to the side happily and did a happy little flip. Perhaps he could upgrade to a higher gravity level the following day?
Vegeta was sitting on the rail of the balcolney after training and taking a shower. He was looking down at West City and admiring it's beauty when he felt someone come up and poke him in the side. He whirled his head around and saw Bulma standing there, with her blue affro. "Don't startle me like that! I could have easily fallen!!" Veggie griped. Bulma pulled on his pants. "I need some help. I'm redecorating the guest bedroom and I wanted you to help me." She said. Vegeta just looked back out at West City. "Didja hear me?" Bulma asked. Vegeta whipped his head back around. "Yes I did. And how come MY help? Why don't you just get the help of your pitiful family, hm?" He asked. Bulma yanked on his pants again. "PLEASE?" She asked. Vegeta sighed and got off the rail of the balcolny. "Fine."He said. "But don't expect me to help you anymore." She led him to the Guest Bedroom and found everything was gone out of it like someone had just moved out. "What do you need done?" Vegeta asked. Bulma handed him a can of paint remover. "I need you to remove the paint please. Here. Just put some on and let it set for 10 minutes or so and then scrape it off with this little blade." She said. Vegeta stared at the paint brush, paint remover and blade for a second and then stuck the brush in the paint remover. He pulled the brush down the side of the wall. He thought the bright yellow paint was a little ugly himself. "Who painted this house? Whoever did had some bad taste." He commented. He heard Bulma give a girly giggle on the wall opposite to him. "My father had some people do it. He does have bad taste now doesen't he?" She asked. Vegeta slowley nodded and brushed the brush down the wall again. He then flew up to the ceiling and started to do it. "This stuff has some smell. I wonder if it makes people ditzy?" Bulma laughed again. "Oh yes. It's happened several times to me myself." She looked up and watched Vegeta painting the ceilings and walls. He seemed to be a natural at it because of how well he seemed to be doing. He hovered down and stood in front of her, and for the first time Bulma realized what a small person he was. "You're little." She said. Vegeta looked himself up and down and then looked at her. "So? Are you making fun of The Prince of all Saiyans?" He asked, a hint of a giggle in his voice. He knew himself that was a a small man. "No. Simply stating the truth." Bulma said. She turned back to her wall. "You know how much stronger Goku is than you? I'll bet that's the only reason." Vegeta threw his paintbrush down. "What did you just say to me, woman? Did you just say that Kakarott is stronger than me?" He asked, getting ready to whirl around and punch her in her pretty little face. "Yes I did. And it's true. But you'd think it WOULDEN'T be true, considering how much you train at 400 times normal gravity. Sheesh that would SQUISH me!!" Vegeta stalked up and grabbed her by her affro hair. "Say, do you think that machine could handle to be drawn up even HIGHER?" He asked thoughtfully, forgetting that he intended to punch her. Bulma smacked his hand out of her hair. "I don't know. Now if you don't mind I'd like you to start scraping the paint off of the walls." She said. But Vegeta didn't. He stalked out to the G.R. to turn it up to 450 times normal gravity, which he didn't know would be a HUGE mistake.
Geeta walked over to the big machine in the middle and thought about it one last time. What if it went SQUISH and then he died? What if he coulden't GET UP? Then he woulden't be able to turn the machine off, and he'd be up sh*t creek without a paddle. He just shrugged and turned the machine up to 450. At first, he was stunned, and then he collapsed to the ground. He tried to get up but he COULDEN'T. "Son of a b*tch." He said, barely getting up the breath to talk. He strained his muscles as hard as he could but he COULD NOT get up. "EEERRR..." He said, as he tried to get up again. But he was sooo sore from 400 times normal gravity that he simply coulden't. It was so hard for him to breathe that he thought about giving up. He was certainly in a jam. He decided he'd just hafta use ki to get up.
"HHHHHAAAAAAHHHHH!!" He yelled, outbursting ki. But he used just a LITTLE too much and it caused the G.R to explode around him.
Bulma was outside jogging. It was a JOLLY day to be jogging. As she was jogging, she noticed a big flash of light out of the corner of her eye. "What the hell?" She said. She turned around and noticed there was a bunch of smoke. Suddenly the thought hit her mind. "Vegeta!" She gasped. She started to run across the yard to get to Vegeta. She noticed there was only a whole bunch of rubble. "Vegeta!! Speak to me!! I need to know where you're at so I can help you! Please don't be dead!!" But she didn't hear Vegeta respond. "Vegeta!!" She hollered again. She started to just throw peices of rubble around trying to get to him before he breathed his last. She finally saw some rubble move, and his hand shot out of the rubble. "Vegeta!!" She shouted. She ran over to the poor man and threw all the rubble off of him. He was in a pitiful state. He was gashed to no end EVERYWHERE, and cut and bruised, blood was dribbling out of his ears, mouth, and eyes, and he had a huge gash on his head. There was such a deep cut across his chest that there was bloody rocks and things embedded inside it. Bulma supported Vegeta, whose eyelids were just about to flutter closed and pronounce him dead. "Vegeta! Are you O.K? How do you feel?" She asked. Her tear dripped off the edge of her cheek and dripped on his chest. "I'm......tired....." He groaned. Bulma rocked him back and forth. "Don't go to sleep, please. You might never wake up." She cooed to him. "We hafta try to get some help but I'm afraid to leave you alone here. Do you think you'll be O.K. while I run to get my Dad and call the ambulance?" Vegeta just looked at her with droopy eyelids. "Don't....know..." He moaned, and coughed. Bulma cringed as blood ran down his chin. "Uh-Oh. Yes, I think I'm gonna hafta go and get someone. Or maybe.." She tried to scoop him up baby-style. Vegeta cried out with pain as she jostled him. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Bulma said. "But I HAFTA find some way to get you to the hospital!!" Vegeta shook his head and hacked. "NO. I'm...scared...to go to...the....hospital....." He stuttered. Bulma didn't pay attention to what he said and just slid her hands under him. "O.K..ready, One, Two, THREE!" She groaned as she attempted to lift the man up. She managed but she was wavering back and forth from his 123 pounds. Vegeta's eyes were closed now and he had his face buried in her chest, as if he had forgotten what was there. "Don't go to sleep!" Bulma ordered sternly, and bumped him. He screamed, then he started to cry softly. "I'm gonna die....." He moaned. Bulma shook her head. "Nuh uh. Your strong, and you'll live." But Vegeta didn't stop his annoying whimpering. He really hated to cry, But he knew Bulma knew that he really coulden't help it. She started to sing to him and rock him as she struggled and carried him up to the house. She managed to open the door and gently lay him on the couch. She patted his chest. "You 're gonna be alright. Let me just get my phone and call the ambulance." She advised him. Then she ran out of the room.
She returned about a minute later with her cordless phone, and sat on the edge of the couch by Vegeta and dialed 911. As she waited for the emergency room to pick up she wiped blood off Vegeta with a wet rag. Vegeta, who was trying to pass out, faintly heard her conversation with 911. She told them she needed a ambulance to come to Capsule Corp, and that was pretty much it. Vegeta just layed closed his bloody eyes and cried.
