A/N: I lied. I have received no reviews and still I will update. I realize
that my settings were fucked up. Sorry for those who tried to review but
couldn't. But right now, I'm talking to myself. I'm not crazy.No, I can't
be crazy..
The disclaimer in Ch. 1 still stands.
Vegeta heard the gravity machine engage at 500 times Earth's gravity. He didn't care that he could barely walk, let alone train. But he paid no mind as he began his daily routine. *Training makes me stronger. I'm not training to forget that girl. * That little voice in his head was opening its big mouth again. As of late, he couldn't control it. * I have killed entire races without a second thought, but now I can't even sleep with one woman without my conscience acting up. I've been around that human loving Kakkarot too much. He's rubbing off on me. * At that thought, Vegeta was out of breath.
*Can I really continue to kill uncaringly? Those damn humans. They are so weak that they need protection from aliens. Their race should be purged from their planet. * Vegeta awoke from his thoughts, finding himself close to his destination. It was one of the various planets he had relieved of its inhabitants for Frezia. Here, no one would disturb his training or question his presence. Or taunt him with their revealing clothes and tantalizing body. *Woman! Get the hell out of my head! You're driving me insane! * Vegeta fell to his knees squeezing his head in attempt to cleanse his mind of the girl.
2 Months Later.
The intercom at Capsule Corp. switched on abruptly. It was receiving an incoming message. Mrs. Brief, fancying herself able to work her husband and daughters gadgets, tried to turn on the machine, but to no avail. All that she heard was static. "It must be aliens!" Then, realization dawned upon her. "BULMA!!! Come quick! We're being invaded by aliens! Call the police and the armed forces! Get Goku!" Mrs. Briefs ran out of the office, scattering the already disorganized contents of the room. Turning into the hall, she literally ran straight into Bulma, who came running at her mother's call. Recovering from the fall, Bulma turned to help her mother up. "Mom, come on, you're alright." Mrs. Brief did not move. "Mom!" Nothing. Bulma inspected her mother. She had a large bump on the head and her eyes were wide with shock. "She has a concussion. Great," Bulma muttered. "I'll have to rush her down to the hospital."
"Bulma, your mother will be fine," Dr. Gensi said in that warm, reassuring doctor voice. "She will be in the hospital a day or two to make sure nothing unexpected happens, but we don't anticipate any problems." The doctor started to leave when Bulma grabbed her arm. " Doctor, I've been feeling a bit under the weather these past couple of days. While I'm here, could you give me a check-up?" "I have a few free minutes. Lets step into my office."
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STJA
The disclaimer in Ch. 1 still stands.
Vegeta heard the gravity machine engage at 500 times Earth's gravity. He didn't care that he could barely walk, let alone train. But he paid no mind as he began his daily routine. *Training makes me stronger. I'm not training to forget that girl. * That little voice in his head was opening its big mouth again. As of late, he couldn't control it. * I have killed entire races without a second thought, but now I can't even sleep with one woman without my conscience acting up. I've been around that human loving Kakkarot too much. He's rubbing off on me. * At that thought, Vegeta was out of breath.
*Can I really continue to kill uncaringly? Those damn humans. They are so weak that they need protection from aliens. Their race should be purged from their planet. * Vegeta awoke from his thoughts, finding himself close to his destination. It was one of the various planets he had relieved of its inhabitants for Frezia. Here, no one would disturb his training or question his presence. Or taunt him with their revealing clothes and tantalizing body. *Woman! Get the hell out of my head! You're driving me insane! * Vegeta fell to his knees squeezing his head in attempt to cleanse his mind of the girl.
2 Months Later.
The intercom at Capsule Corp. switched on abruptly. It was receiving an incoming message. Mrs. Brief, fancying herself able to work her husband and daughters gadgets, tried to turn on the machine, but to no avail. All that she heard was static. "It must be aliens!" Then, realization dawned upon her. "BULMA!!! Come quick! We're being invaded by aliens! Call the police and the armed forces! Get Goku!" Mrs. Briefs ran out of the office, scattering the already disorganized contents of the room. Turning into the hall, she literally ran straight into Bulma, who came running at her mother's call. Recovering from the fall, Bulma turned to help her mother up. "Mom, come on, you're alright." Mrs. Brief did not move. "Mom!" Nothing. Bulma inspected her mother. She had a large bump on the head and her eyes were wide with shock. "She has a concussion. Great," Bulma muttered. "I'll have to rush her down to the hospital."
"Bulma, your mother will be fine," Dr. Gensi said in that warm, reassuring doctor voice. "She will be in the hospital a day or two to make sure nothing unexpected happens, but we don't anticipate any problems." The doctor started to leave when Bulma grabbed her arm. " Doctor, I've been feeling a bit under the weather these past couple of days. While I'm here, could you give me a check-up?" "I have a few free minutes. Lets step into my office."
Read and Review!!!!!!!!!!
STJA
