Hey!!! Well, here's the chapter that I had to type over... it really sux though, because it isn't worded the same way as the original one, and I forgot a few of the things
that I wrote... so I'm sorry...
Plus, there may be a couple of things that you remember from a couple of movies, so look out! *^___^*
Chapter 2: Undecided
Vegeta woke with a start. He felt strange. What was going on? Why did he feel so dizzy?
'What happened?'
He looked around, noticing that he was in his bedroom. He looked beside him and realized that he was alone.
'Where's Bulma?'
He swung his legs off the side of the bed and suddenly felt his head throbbing painfully. He looked around the room and found that his vision was slightly blurred.
Shaking his head and immediately regretting it, he got up.
For a moment he felt as if he were swaying around, though he was standing still. He looked out the window and suddenly realized that it was still the middle of the
night, the stars twinkling innocently in the dark sky. He made his way carefully out of the room, then down the stairs to the kitchen.
The kitchen was completely dark except for a few rays of light, cast by the light of the stars through the curtains of the windows. Vegeta walked over to the fridge
and opened the freezer, getting an ice-pack and placing it against his head.
Immediately feeling better, Vegeta was about to head back upstairs when he saw something move in the living room. It wasn't a burglar, burglars weren't that fast;
indeed, even as fast as he was, everytime he was about to get a good look at it, it would blur and disappear.
He felt around for a ki trace, and by the time he felt where it was, it was right behind him.
Pale, delicate hands, covered his eyes, and he felt a soft body press against his.
"Guess who," purred her deep voice.
Vegeta spun around and saw Clarice standing there, a small smile one her face, her hands behind her back.
"What happened?" he asked, his teeth barred in pain.
"Oooh... you don't remember?" asked Clarice suddenly looking worried. She guided him to a chair at the table and leaned against the counter, still watching him.
"Well," she began, "Your 'family' is gone now. They were causing too many problems and they wouldn't let you go back to Vejitasei. And, unfortunately, while I was
disposing of those vermin, you were caught in the blast..."
Noticing that he was still holding his head, Clarice walked over to him and kneeled in front of him, putting her handson the sides of his face.
Her hands lit up for a few moments and a warm sensation began coursing through him. Why haden't he thought of that before? When she removed her hands, he
opened his eyes and his vision wasn't blurred anymore.
Clarice smiled and stood up. She grabbed his hand and pulled gently, silently beckoning him to stand. He did, though quite reluctantly, and she immediately threw her
arms around his neck.
"It's lucky that I got rid of them," she purred, looking him right in the eye. "Now, we can go back to Vejitasei together, you can continue your rein as prince, we can
continue being together..."
She kissed him passionately, and after a moment of hesitation, Vegeta kissed her back fiercely. Smirking through the kiss, Clarice suddenly shoved Vegeta down
onto the table and crawled on top of him, straddling his waist.
She began to kiss his neck and moved downward, leaving a trail of hot kisses on his body. She was about to move down to his stomach when she sat up, suddenly
looking fearful of something.
"What's wrong?" asked Vegeta, looking up at her beautiful face, which was now stained with dread.
Clarice looked down at him, her eyes full of terror.
"I think she's starting to suspect something," said Clarice, even more fear in her eyes.
Vegeta was even more confused now.
"Who?" he asked.
Clarice suddenly had a sinister smile on her face. She leaned down over him, her face moving through a patch of darkness.
Vegeta recognized the blue hair and eyes immediately.
"Your wife," said Bulma.
~*~*~END DREAM~*~*~
Vegeta sat bolt upright, covered in cold sweat. He looked around the room, then looked beside him. There was Bulma, sleeping peacefully. She wasn't dead.
He sighed with relief, then cursed. 'Damn that Nazomi,' he thought. It was her fault he had that dream. 'Correction, nightmare.'
It actually *was* her fault - she'd made him take her to see 'Scary Movie 2' for the umpteenth time ("It'll make you feel better!" she'd said).
Sighing, he relaxed and laid back down. He smiled at the peaceful expression on Bulma's face, then wrapped his arms around her and pulled her as close to him as
he could, resting his chin on her head. Still asleep, she snuggled closer to him and rested her cheek on his neck.
Vegeta smiled, glad that she was still with him, and he too fell into slumber.
* (+= * =+) * (+= * =+) * NEXT DAY * (+= * =+) * (+= * =+) *
Vegeta blinked and groaned; the sunlight that was piercing through the white curtains had hurt his eyes. It was morning.
He suddenly whipped his head around to see that Bulma was missing. He wsa about to panick when the smell of food drowned his nostrils. He heard her heard her
speaking to someone in the kitchen.
He sighed deeply, immeasurable relief taking place of his panick. He dressed quickly in a gray t-shirt and khaki pants and made his way down to the kitchen.
He walked into the room to see Bulma making breakfast as Bra sat at the table, a magazine before her.
"Hey, Princess," he said, walking over to where Bra was sitting and looking at the magazine. "What're you reading about?"
Bra gaped at him, completely confused. Sighing and giving him one last confused look, Bra looked back down at the CosmoGirl magazine.
"It's about permanent makeup," she explained. "It's like tattoos on your face, except it's supposed to look like makeup that just stays on forever. People get it for
their lips, eyes, cheeks..."
"I honestly don't know why someone would do that to their face," said Bulma, flipping a pancake. "That's horrible."
"No it's not," countered Bra. "It's a time-saver. If you were going out on a date, you'd never have to worry about your make up getting ruined. All you'd have to
worry about is your hair, your nails, your clothes..."
Bulma laughed and shook her head. "I still don't think that it's a good idea," she said.
Bra "hmphed". "I think it's a great idea," she said.
Bulma opened her mouth to retaliate, but instead squealed with surprise as two strong arms wrapped around her waist from behind.
She giggled. "Someone's in a good mood," she said as Vegeta kissed her neck.
"Hey, kid in the room," said Bra loudly, not looking up from her magazine.
Vegeta smiled and let go of Bulma, walking back over to the table and sitting down.
Vegeta was already in deep thoght when he felt someone watching him. He looked up to see Bra gazing at him, biting her lip.
"What?"
"Huh? - Oh, I was just wondering," she said. "...Why are you in such a good mood all the sudden?"
Suddenly Bulma turned from and leaned against the counter, her arms crossed.
"I've been thinking the same thing," she said matter-of-factly.
Bra suddenly looked back and forth from parent to parent, then muttered "Eeeeewwww...." before crossing her arms and paying even more attention to the
magazine.
Bulma gave Bra a confused look before looking at Vegeta and raising an eyebrow.
"*Is* that the reason that you've been so happy lately?" she asked, looking surprised.
"...Partially," said Vegeta.
Bulma pouted playfully and turned back to the food.
Bra turned to the 'Celebrities' section of the magazine and sucked her teeth loudly when she saw a full-page picture of Trunks, grinning broadly with the title
"Luscious Lavender" next to it. She turned the pages and saw the that the article went for a full three pages before ending.
"Is something wrong?" asked Bulma.
"No," said Bra, ripping the pages out of the magazine and crumpling them up. "Well... I gotta go and get ready. Me and Marron are going to the mall, and I promised
I'd pick her up - plus, I saw the cutest pink sequin tube-top..." said Bra, getting up and heading up the stairs.
Bulma half-laughed and half-sighed, then got some plates to set the table with. She turned to get some more dishes and jumped about a foot into the air when she
saw Vegeta standing in front of her.
"I told you not to do that," she said, a small smile on her face as she clutched her chest, trying to catch her breath.
"I wanted to help," he said, looking sorry.
"Giving me a heart-attack isn't going to help me very much," she said, playfully punching him in the ribs. She walked over to the cabinet and handed some more
dishes to him, which he set at the table.
"So tell me... what *have* you been so happy about lately?" she asked, handing him a few more dishes.
Vegeta set the dishes at their place on the table and suddenly looked extremely grave.
"...You'll find out soon enough," he sighed before walking out of the room and heading up the stairs, as if to avoid further enquiry.
Bulma stood where she was for a moment, surprised by his sudden retreat. 'I wonder what's wrong with him,' she thought.
It had all started about two weeks before - Vegeta'd started acting strangely nice to everyone. He wasn't much nicer in the beginning, but as the time went by, his
"kindness" was becoming more and more noticeable. Even the other day, after sparring with Goku, Vegeta'd congratulated Goku on his skill and said that he'd done
a good job.
Goku, even more confused than he already was, thought that maybe he'd hit hi on the head one to many times a bit too hard.
'You have to be patient,' thought Bulma. 'He said that he'd tell you sooner or later. ...And even if he doesn't,' she tought, this time a mischievous smirk growing
across her face, 'I'll get it out of him some how...'
*---*---*---*---*---*---*
Vegeta paced around the bedroom, panicking. What was he going to do? Clarice said about a week or two, and today was the second week from the day she'd
arrived on earth. His time was almost up.
No matter how much he'd tried, he couldn't bring himself to come to a final decision. He was desperate. He was willing to do anything to come to a decision, but no
matter what he did... he would always end up changing his mind back and forth from Earth to Vejitasei, from 'Family Man' to the Prince of Saiyajins, from husband
to ruler of a planet, from being constantly disrespected by people weaker than him to being feared and respected by people stronger than he was...
He sighed with frustration and distress. There was no way he was going to make the decision by that night.
*-T-*-H-*-E-*---*-L-*-E-*-G-*-E-*-N-*-D-*-S-*---*-O-*-F-*---*-C-*-H-*-A-*-O-*-S-*
Hey! How'd ya like this chapter? I know it sucked... but as I said, it got erased and I had to write it from memory.
And then guess what - I couldn't use the computer for a while because we were moving! Yup, We're moving from Boston, Massachusets to Jacksonville, Florida.
My mom packed up the computer, so I couldn't get my hands on it for a while...
And as many people may know, FF.net has been down for a while...
So what will Vegeta do? Will Bulma ever find out? Will Clarice come back to get his decision?
Find out this and more later on -
The Legends of Chaos!
P.S. Hey, duz anyone watch Smackdown or Raw Is War? YAAAAY!!! MY man The Rock is back!! And he got a new haircut and his theme song has a new
beat and didn't he just look FINE in those leather pants that he was wearing on thursday?! *^____________^* Ohhh, he looks soooo good in leather... I love him
to death, I'm glad he's back, and I'm glad that he stuck with the WWF... no offense to ECW and WCW lovers * ';' * but I started watching the WWF first and I'm
gonna finish with it, they're my peeps. I just don't really like the others. *But again, if u like the other two, no offense, this is just my opinion.*
~*~*~*~*~
~Valerie~ *
~*~*~*~*~
And hey, if u like any of the wrestling federations, a review represents the one u like! Please review! *Hehehe, my latest scheme to get more reviews*
that I wrote... so I'm sorry...
Plus, there may be a couple of things that you remember from a couple of movies, so look out! *^___^*
Chapter 2: Undecided
Vegeta woke with a start. He felt strange. What was going on? Why did he feel so dizzy?
'What happened?'
He looked around, noticing that he was in his bedroom. He looked beside him and realized that he was alone.
'Where's Bulma?'
He swung his legs off the side of the bed and suddenly felt his head throbbing painfully. He looked around the room and found that his vision was slightly blurred.
Shaking his head and immediately regretting it, he got up.
For a moment he felt as if he were swaying around, though he was standing still. He looked out the window and suddenly realized that it was still the middle of the
night, the stars twinkling innocently in the dark sky. He made his way carefully out of the room, then down the stairs to the kitchen.
The kitchen was completely dark except for a few rays of light, cast by the light of the stars through the curtains of the windows. Vegeta walked over to the fridge
and opened the freezer, getting an ice-pack and placing it against his head.
Immediately feeling better, Vegeta was about to head back upstairs when he saw something move in the living room. It wasn't a burglar, burglars weren't that fast;
indeed, even as fast as he was, everytime he was about to get a good look at it, it would blur and disappear.
He felt around for a ki trace, and by the time he felt where it was, it was right behind him.
Pale, delicate hands, covered his eyes, and he felt a soft body press against his.
"Guess who," purred her deep voice.
Vegeta spun around and saw Clarice standing there, a small smile one her face, her hands behind her back.
"What happened?" he asked, his teeth barred in pain.
"Oooh... you don't remember?" asked Clarice suddenly looking worried. She guided him to a chair at the table and leaned against the counter, still watching him.
"Well," she began, "Your 'family' is gone now. They were causing too many problems and they wouldn't let you go back to Vejitasei. And, unfortunately, while I was
disposing of those vermin, you were caught in the blast..."
Noticing that he was still holding his head, Clarice walked over to him and kneeled in front of him, putting her handson the sides of his face.
Her hands lit up for a few moments and a warm sensation began coursing through him. Why haden't he thought of that before? When she removed her hands, he
opened his eyes and his vision wasn't blurred anymore.
Clarice smiled and stood up. She grabbed his hand and pulled gently, silently beckoning him to stand. He did, though quite reluctantly, and she immediately threw her
arms around his neck.
"It's lucky that I got rid of them," she purred, looking him right in the eye. "Now, we can go back to Vejitasei together, you can continue your rein as prince, we can
continue being together..."
She kissed him passionately, and after a moment of hesitation, Vegeta kissed her back fiercely. Smirking through the kiss, Clarice suddenly shoved Vegeta down
onto the table and crawled on top of him, straddling his waist.
She began to kiss his neck and moved downward, leaving a trail of hot kisses on his body. She was about to move down to his stomach when she sat up, suddenly
looking fearful of something.
"What's wrong?" asked Vegeta, looking up at her beautiful face, which was now stained with dread.
Clarice looked down at him, her eyes full of terror.
"I think she's starting to suspect something," said Clarice, even more fear in her eyes.
Vegeta was even more confused now.
"Who?" he asked.
Clarice suddenly had a sinister smile on her face. She leaned down over him, her face moving through a patch of darkness.
Vegeta recognized the blue hair and eyes immediately.
"Your wife," said Bulma.
~*~*~END DREAM~*~*~
Vegeta sat bolt upright, covered in cold sweat. He looked around the room, then looked beside him. There was Bulma, sleeping peacefully. She wasn't dead.
He sighed with relief, then cursed. 'Damn that Nazomi,' he thought. It was her fault he had that dream. 'Correction, nightmare.'
It actually *was* her fault - she'd made him take her to see 'Scary Movie 2' for the umpteenth time ("It'll make you feel better!" she'd said).
Sighing, he relaxed and laid back down. He smiled at the peaceful expression on Bulma's face, then wrapped his arms around her and pulled her as close to him as
he could, resting his chin on her head. Still asleep, she snuggled closer to him and rested her cheek on his neck.
Vegeta smiled, glad that she was still with him, and he too fell into slumber.
* (+= * =+) * (+= * =+) * NEXT DAY * (+= * =+) * (+= * =+) *
Vegeta blinked and groaned; the sunlight that was piercing through the white curtains had hurt his eyes. It was morning.
He suddenly whipped his head around to see that Bulma was missing. He wsa about to panick when the smell of food drowned his nostrils. He heard her heard her
speaking to someone in the kitchen.
He sighed deeply, immeasurable relief taking place of his panick. He dressed quickly in a gray t-shirt and khaki pants and made his way down to the kitchen.
He walked into the room to see Bulma making breakfast as Bra sat at the table, a magazine before her.
"Hey, Princess," he said, walking over to where Bra was sitting and looking at the magazine. "What're you reading about?"
Bra gaped at him, completely confused. Sighing and giving him one last confused look, Bra looked back down at the CosmoGirl magazine.
"It's about permanent makeup," she explained. "It's like tattoos on your face, except it's supposed to look like makeup that just stays on forever. People get it for
their lips, eyes, cheeks..."
"I honestly don't know why someone would do that to their face," said Bulma, flipping a pancake. "That's horrible."
"No it's not," countered Bra. "It's a time-saver. If you were going out on a date, you'd never have to worry about your make up getting ruined. All you'd have to
worry about is your hair, your nails, your clothes..."
Bulma laughed and shook her head. "I still don't think that it's a good idea," she said.
Bra "hmphed". "I think it's a great idea," she said.
Bulma opened her mouth to retaliate, but instead squealed with surprise as two strong arms wrapped around her waist from behind.
She giggled. "Someone's in a good mood," she said as Vegeta kissed her neck.
"Hey, kid in the room," said Bra loudly, not looking up from her magazine.
Vegeta smiled and let go of Bulma, walking back over to the table and sitting down.
Vegeta was already in deep thoght when he felt someone watching him. He looked up to see Bra gazing at him, biting her lip.
"What?"
"Huh? - Oh, I was just wondering," she said. "...Why are you in such a good mood all the sudden?"
Suddenly Bulma turned from and leaned against the counter, her arms crossed.
"I've been thinking the same thing," she said matter-of-factly.
Bra suddenly looked back and forth from parent to parent, then muttered "Eeeeewwww...." before crossing her arms and paying even more attention to the
magazine.
Bulma gave Bra a confused look before looking at Vegeta and raising an eyebrow.
"*Is* that the reason that you've been so happy lately?" she asked, looking surprised.
"...Partially," said Vegeta.
Bulma pouted playfully and turned back to the food.
Bra turned to the 'Celebrities' section of the magazine and sucked her teeth loudly when she saw a full-page picture of Trunks, grinning broadly with the title
"Luscious Lavender" next to it. She turned the pages and saw the that the article went for a full three pages before ending.
"Is something wrong?" asked Bulma.
"No," said Bra, ripping the pages out of the magazine and crumpling them up. "Well... I gotta go and get ready. Me and Marron are going to the mall, and I promised
I'd pick her up - plus, I saw the cutest pink sequin tube-top..." said Bra, getting up and heading up the stairs.
Bulma half-laughed and half-sighed, then got some plates to set the table with. She turned to get some more dishes and jumped about a foot into the air when she
saw Vegeta standing in front of her.
"I told you not to do that," she said, a small smile on her face as she clutched her chest, trying to catch her breath.
"I wanted to help," he said, looking sorry.
"Giving me a heart-attack isn't going to help me very much," she said, playfully punching him in the ribs. She walked over to the cabinet and handed some more
dishes to him, which he set at the table.
"So tell me... what *have* you been so happy about lately?" she asked, handing him a few more dishes.
Vegeta set the dishes at their place on the table and suddenly looked extremely grave.
"...You'll find out soon enough," he sighed before walking out of the room and heading up the stairs, as if to avoid further enquiry.
Bulma stood where she was for a moment, surprised by his sudden retreat. 'I wonder what's wrong with him,' she thought.
It had all started about two weeks before - Vegeta'd started acting strangely nice to everyone. He wasn't much nicer in the beginning, but as the time went by, his
"kindness" was becoming more and more noticeable. Even the other day, after sparring with Goku, Vegeta'd congratulated Goku on his skill and said that he'd done
a good job.
Goku, even more confused than he already was, thought that maybe he'd hit hi on the head one to many times a bit too hard.
'You have to be patient,' thought Bulma. 'He said that he'd tell you sooner or later. ...And even if he doesn't,' she tought, this time a mischievous smirk growing
across her face, 'I'll get it out of him some how...'
*---*---*---*---*---*---*
Vegeta paced around the bedroom, panicking. What was he going to do? Clarice said about a week or two, and today was the second week from the day she'd
arrived on earth. His time was almost up.
No matter how much he'd tried, he couldn't bring himself to come to a final decision. He was desperate. He was willing to do anything to come to a decision, but no
matter what he did... he would always end up changing his mind back and forth from Earth to Vejitasei, from 'Family Man' to the Prince of Saiyajins, from husband
to ruler of a planet, from being constantly disrespected by people weaker than him to being feared and respected by people stronger than he was...
He sighed with frustration and distress. There was no way he was going to make the decision by that night.
*-T-*-H-*-E-*---*-L-*-E-*-G-*-E-*-N-*-D-*-S-*---*-O-*-F-*---*-C-*-H-*-A-*-O-*-S-*
Hey! How'd ya like this chapter? I know it sucked... but as I said, it got erased and I had to write it from memory.
And then guess what - I couldn't use the computer for a while because we were moving! Yup, We're moving from Boston, Massachusets to Jacksonville, Florida.
My mom packed up the computer, so I couldn't get my hands on it for a while...
And as many people may know, FF.net has been down for a while...
So what will Vegeta do? Will Bulma ever find out? Will Clarice come back to get his decision?
Find out this and more later on -
The Legends of Chaos!
P.S. Hey, duz anyone watch Smackdown or Raw Is War? YAAAAY!!! MY man The Rock is back!! And he got a new haircut and his theme song has a new
beat and didn't he just look FINE in those leather pants that he was wearing on thursday?! *^____________^* Ohhh, he looks soooo good in leather... I love him
to death, I'm glad he's back, and I'm glad that he stuck with the WWF... no offense to ECW and WCW lovers * ';' * but I started watching the WWF first and I'm
gonna finish with it, they're my peeps. I just don't really like the others. *But again, if u like the other two, no offense, this is just my opinion.*
~*~*~*~*~
~Valerie~ *
~*~*~*~*~
And hey, if u like any of the wrestling federations, a review represents the one u like! Please review! *Hehehe, my latest scheme to get more reviews*