Chapter 3
WOMAN!
For one instant he stood looked in place. He was amazed that someone so weak could seem so powerful at the same time. First it was her hair, long blue wisps drifted around her pale face giving the idea she was floating. Then there was her lip a deep blood red in color. With his keen eyes he could see that she had no makeup on but still managed to look perfect. Oh and her eyes to most her eyes matched her hair but not to him. They had a color all there own dancing with life and vigor.
"His man said he was an expert on The Black Flame. He came to offer his help." Said Danica to his left. Vegeta just glared at the dumb blond. 'How dare she inter up his thoughts!' Quickly he regained his emotions and turned back to the blue beauty. For an instant she looked totally confused at Danica.
"Oh yes come in." That was all he need. Smirking he sat down in a seat directly across from her. "Danica would now please go get the books I wanted."
"Books? Oh yes right away." She said closing the door behind her. Taking her eyes from the door Bulma turned her attention back to him.
"Hello, I'm Ms. Briefs. You can call me Bulma if you like. A pleasure to meet you." She said extending her hand over the desk. He looked at her hand for a minute then back to her face.
"As it should be." He answered coldly not moving. A small look of frustration passed over her face but her smile soon returned. Cheerfully she got out of her seat and walked so that she was directly in front of his chair.
"Sorry I guess that I forgot how disconcerting it is for someone to sit behind a desk." She said extending her hand again. Almost against his will he shook it. "What's your name, or don't you speak?"
"Vegeta." He answered carefully sitting back his legs stretched out before him.
"Vegeta what?" This took him by surprise. For centuries no one had lived long enough to ask him that question. Needless to say he had long forgotten.
"Prince, Prince Vegeta." He answered quickly.
"Got a band of followers to?" Bulma laughed.
"Yes." He answered truthfully. She just laughed harder thinking he was joking. But he hardly ever joked when it came to his prey. Not to long ago he had heard of this every Briefs girl hunting down the legendary 7 dragonballs. Since some legends were true why not this one. All he wanted to do is too wish all his weaknesses away.
One day while he flipped through a rather large book in the library he heard someone say that she needed all The Black Flame books for Bulma Briefs. The use of his old name was what caught his attention but the Bulma Briefs had clenched it. She had knowledge he needed and he had knowledge she needed.
"So why are you here?" Her curious voice said breaking through hi thoughts.
"I'm here to give you the badly need on The Black Flame." He said flatly. Her face darkened as she walked back to her seat.
"I don't need any help." She said typing a key on her computer totally ignoring Vegeta. His anger grew a level at this.
"Yes you do." He said reaching out with his mind to influence her own.
"No I don't. I can do my own work just fine without you. You'd probably get in my way anyway." Her own strong and determined mind pushing back. Now she was ticking him off.
"Listen woman. I didn't just."
"Who are you calling woman, you arrogant snob." She yelled back at him. "Get out of my office right now or I'm calling security."
He would have laughed if he weren't so pissed at the moment. Security wouldn't stand a chance.
"Bulma are you in here?" Said a friendly voice from outside. In walked a tall man with spiky black hair. "Your secretary wasn't out there so.Hi I'm Goku." The man said extending his hand to Vegeta. 'Idiot.' Vegeta thought getting up.
"We'll meet again." Without another word he walked out the door.
***
"What an ass." Bulma said after he had left.
"I don't know he didn't seem that bad to me." Goku said still staring after Vegeta.
"You got to be kidding me! He gives me the creeps." Bulma said shivering at the very thought of him. "What are you doing here anyway?"
"I thought you wanted to run some more tests." He said scratching the back of his head a bit puzzled.
"Oh shit!" She said running back to her desk for her planner. "I'm sorry Goku I totally forgot. I was just trying to write the report on what we've already done. On second thought I think we could run some blood tests. Goku, Goku?" She said turning around. Just then she noticed her window was open. "I had to say blood tests didn't I." She said walking over to shut the window.
She grabbed the side of the cold window scanning the sky for the fleeing Goku. Seeing nothing she tried to pull the window closed. She tried harder, nothing. 'Not again I just got this thing fixed last week.' Pulling with both hands she tried to pull it closed. (I think we all know what's going to happen next)
Suddenly she let out a heart-wrenching shriek as she fell out the window. Her heart was pounding in her ears. The cold steel of the window seemed to burn into her hands as she held on for dear life. Already her arms were staining to hold her up.
"Help, someone help me!" Bulma shouted craning her neck around to see behind her. No one came to help her; no one even answered her call for help. She had to get inside.
She tried to kick her leg over to the building hitting only air. 'Come on just a little more.' She thought kicking her leg out again. This time she lost her grip as she swung and started to fall. The rushing air around her swallowed her cry of fear as she lost her grip. She closed her eyes preparing for the end when she suddenly stopped.
WOMAN!
For one instant he stood looked in place. He was amazed that someone so weak could seem so powerful at the same time. First it was her hair, long blue wisps drifted around her pale face giving the idea she was floating. Then there was her lip a deep blood red in color. With his keen eyes he could see that she had no makeup on but still managed to look perfect. Oh and her eyes to most her eyes matched her hair but not to him. They had a color all there own dancing with life and vigor.
"His man said he was an expert on The Black Flame. He came to offer his help." Said Danica to his left. Vegeta just glared at the dumb blond. 'How dare she inter up his thoughts!' Quickly he regained his emotions and turned back to the blue beauty. For an instant she looked totally confused at Danica.
"Oh yes come in." That was all he need. Smirking he sat down in a seat directly across from her. "Danica would now please go get the books I wanted."
"Books? Oh yes right away." She said closing the door behind her. Taking her eyes from the door Bulma turned her attention back to him.
"Hello, I'm Ms. Briefs. You can call me Bulma if you like. A pleasure to meet you." She said extending her hand over the desk. He looked at her hand for a minute then back to her face.
"As it should be." He answered coldly not moving. A small look of frustration passed over her face but her smile soon returned. Cheerfully she got out of her seat and walked so that she was directly in front of his chair.
"Sorry I guess that I forgot how disconcerting it is for someone to sit behind a desk." She said extending her hand again. Almost against his will he shook it. "What's your name, or don't you speak?"
"Vegeta." He answered carefully sitting back his legs stretched out before him.
"Vegeta what?" This took him by surprise. For centuries no one had lived long enough to ask him that question. Needless to say he had long forgotten.
"Prince, Prince Vegeta." He answered quickly.
"Got a band of followers to?" Bulma laughed.
"Yes." He answered truthfully. She just laughed harder thinking he was joking. But he hardly ever joked when it came to his prey. Not to long ago he had heard of this every Briefs girl hunting down the legendary 7 dragonballs. Since some legends were true why not this one. All he wanted to do is too wish all his weaknesses away.
One day while he flipped through a rather large book in the library he heard someone say that she needed all The Black Flame books for Bulma Briefs. The use of his old name was what caught his attention but the Bulma Briefs had clenched it. She had knowledge he needed and he had knowledge she needed.
"So why are you here?" Her curious voice said breaking through hi thoughts.
"I'm here to give you the badly need on The Black Flame." He said flatly. Her face darkened as she walked back to her seat.
"I don't need any help." She said typing a key on her computer totally ignoring Vegeta. His anger grew a level at this.
"Yes you do." He said reaching out with his mind to influence her own.
"No I don't. I can do my own work just fine without you. You'd probably get in my way anyway." Her own strong and determined mind pushing back. Now she was ticking him off.
"Listen woman. I didn't just."
"Who are you calling woman, you arrogant snob." She yelled back at him. "Get out of my office right now or I'm calling security."
He would have laughed if he weren't so pissed at the moment. Security wouldn't stand a chance.
"Bulma are you in here?" Said a friendly voice from outside. In walked a tall man with spiky black hair. "Your secretary wasn't out there so.Hi I'm Goku." The man said extending his hand to Vegeta. 'Idiot.' Vegeta thought getting up.
"We'll meet again." Without another word he walked out the door.
***
"What an ass." Bulma said after he had left.
"I don't know he didn't seem that bad to me." Goku said still staring after Vegeta.
"You got to be kidding me! He gives me the creeps." Bulma said shivering at the very thought of him. "What are you doing here anyway?"
"I thought you wanted to run some more tests." He said scratching the back of his head a bit puzzled.
"Oh shit!" She said running back to her desk for her planner. "I'm sorry Goku I totally forgot. I was just trying to write the report on what we've already done. On second thought I think we could run some blood tests. Goku, Goku?" She said turning around. Just then she noticed her window was open. "I had to say blood tests didn't I." She said walking over to shut the window.
She grabbed the side of the cold window scanning the sky for the fleeing Goku. Seeing nothing she tried to pull the window closed. She tried harder, nothing. 'Not again I just got this thing fixed last week.' Pulling with both hands she tried to pull it closed. (I think we all know what's going to happen next)
Suddenly she let out a heart-wrenching shriek as she fell out the window. Her heart was pounding in her ears. The cold steel of the window seemed to burn into her hands as she held on for dear life. Already her arms were staining to hold her up.
"Help, someone help me!" Bulma shouted craning her neck around to see behind her. No one came to help her; no one even answered her call for help. She had to get inside.
She tried to kick her leg over to the building hitting only air. 'Come on just a little more.' She thought kicking her leg out again. This time she lost her grip as she swung and started to fall. The rushing air around her swallowed her cry of fear as she lost her grip. She closed her eyes preparing for the end when she suddenly stopped.