Chapter 8
The party
Vegeta sat up right in bed. He was breathing fast his eyes two sizes to big. Immediately he stopped breath fast, after all he did need to breathe it was just out of habit. He had had another one of those dreams again. But this time it had not been so enjoyable.
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He had been home in France, just walking in the door, and Bulma was there writing something. She was sitting at the table with a quill and venom (ink). The dress she was wearing was a light green and not that expensive looking but she looked wonderful.
Vegeta smiled he didn't know why but he just knew that she was his wife. He had started for her but something was wrong. Her face changed from a loving smile to a look of terror. Vegeta had started to run now but she kept getting further away.
He was now running down a dark tunnel with Bulma at the end. Then he saw it, a white ghost slithering out behind her.
"Bulma look out!" He cried racing faster. A small, white, bald headed being grabbed her from behind. She tried to scream but a clawed hand covered her mouth. Even from so far away he could see her desperate moves to free herself and the fear in her eyes.
"Freeza no let her go! This is our fight leave her out of this!" He yelled running faster. Freeza grinned wickedly his eyes traveling to the side. Just then Zarborn moved from the darkness to block his path. Vegeta fought against him trying to get to them but he wasn't strong enough.
"Vegeta!" Bulma cried reaching out for him. Just then Freeza stretched his hand a crossed her neck smiling cruelly. His claws tore into her neck drawing them a crossed her neck spilling her blood a crossed the floor.
"Nnnnnnnnnoooooooooooo!" Vegeta cried breaking free of Zarborn and racing to her. But when he reached her Freeza was gone leaving her to die on the floor. Vegeta fell to his knees pulling her wet head into his lap. Bright red blood was everywhere soaking through his clothes. He couldn't move, couldn't speak, he just held her as the light left her eyes.
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Vegeta shook his head. He didn't know where that dream had come from. 'Must be this whole business with Freeza and Zarborn. All though where Bulma can from he had no idea.
She was beautiful yes but she also rivaled Talana in the bitch department and like he had said before one female was more than enough. "Oh well" He muttered Talana was probably just messing with his head. Not to mention listening to those two idiots across the hall all night was enough to mess with any ones brain cells. He growled softly swinging out of bed running his hands through his hair. He needed a shower.
An hour later he headed down the stairs only to encounter Bulma and Yamcha (Ewwwww!!!!!!!!!) making out. "Would you to get a room for Lucifer's balls you can have mine if you want just get the fuck out of the hallway which by the way is a public domain."
"Oh quiet Vegeta haven't you ever been in love.?"
"No and I don't ever intend on falling in love. It's a pathetic emotions that only weak minded fools indulge in. Now if you don't mind I'm going to get away from you and your pitiful lover before I get sick. Oh and Yamcha you're the most pathetic vampire I have ever had the displeasure to encounter" He spun around the sneer still prominate on his face as he strode quickly away from the stunned lovers. Getting back into bed he turned over hopefully those idiots will be quite long enough for me to get some sleep.
2 hours later
Vegeta was arruptantly awoken when Bulma threw a pitcher of ice water on him.
"Up an atom sleepy head." Bulma chirped. "It's time for the party." Vegeta glared at her.
"You wretched female I'll be down in a minute you pathetic WOMAN now get lost." Bulma just smirked before prancing out of the room. Vegeta muttered his newest favorite motto under his breath. "Women are bad, bitches are worse and blue headed whores and sisters will be the death of me."
Throwing the sheets aside Vegeta rose to his feet, glancing at the clock. '8:43 p.m. I have got to start sleeping regularly that or lock that woman out.' He though walking to his closet, sliding the door open he looked distastefully around at his choices. Black and blue clothes hung from every hanger.
"That woman will probably expect me to look fashionable for her pathetic party. Hmmm shopping it is." He said vanishing from the room with a smirk playing a crossed his face.
"Hey Vegeta would you get out here or do I have to." Bulma said leaning her head into the room. Looking puzzled she walked into the rest of the room. "Now where did the go?" She said placing her hands on her hips.
"Bulma are you ready?" Yamcha called from down stairs.
"No not yet just let me change." She called heading out to her room. Facing her own closet Bulma stood trying to decide what to wear. 'What color red, black, or maybe blue. Mom always said I looked great in blue. I wonder what Vegeta is wearing? Wait a second where did that come from?'
"Sure he's good looking but came from nowhere. I mean he is rude, mean, stubborn, always angry, sort of cute, with a fine ass and-wait stop he is an asshole." Bulma said slamming her hand against the wall. "I'll just get dressed up for Yamcha, yes that's it Yamcha, and go to my own party." Nodding to herself she turned back to her closet.
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It was 9:35 at the Capsule Corporation by the time Vegeta showed up again. Brushing off a drop of blood from his newly 'borrowed' clothes. Turning to his mirror Vegeta carefully looked at the fit.
While in France Vegeta had found a young man about his size and, after having a snack, took his reasonably stylish clothes for himself. Turning to the side he glared at his new specks.
A pair of black pants hung loose around his legs but the top showed off his ass quite well. A black silk long sleeve shirt with a blood red vest imbrued with black thread. A black jacket fell to his hips and was unbuttoned showing off his chest. With the dark material made it so that the blood didn't show up at all.
Smoothing out his clothes he headed for the stairs were loud music was coming from. He could feel the vibrations echoing through the house as he descended the steps into the kitchen. Food was spread out on the table in enormous amounts with a few people lounging around it. Not even glancing at the people Vegeta head straight for the party.
It looked like a hundred people had been invited to this affaire, most were dancing or talking over the music. Scanning the crowed he tried to find Bulma. Spotting the man from the office, Goku, he paused. The tall man was standing with a shorter raven-haired woman and a young child that could only be his own.
'Hmmm so the fool has a brat, how sad.' He thought not looking away.
"Oh sorry Mr." Someone yell to his right just before he was pushed aside. Vegeta glared at the impudent individual. The extremely short bald man in a white suit looked up at him. He had six dots burned into his head showing that he had been a monk. Already Vegeta hated him.
"Um hey sorry about that I was just looking for my girl friend Marron. By the way I'm Krillin nice to meet yeah." He said sticking out his hand. A loud growl escaped his throat as he glared at the man. He seemed incredibly nervous but he still held out his hand in greeting.
"Hey Vegeta I see you meet Krillin already." A voice said from behind them. Vegeta rounded angrily on the intruder and stopped cold.
Bulma stood in the doorway her hair styled up, small curled bit hovering around her face. Her dark red lipstick seemed still fresh shining in the light, her eyes carefully outlined with black eyeliner. Her white and silver dress fell to the floor with two high silts on either side. The dress was cut into two parts, the skirt half and the top half. It had thin straps crossing over her shoulders and the top was a V-neck with silver strands spreading out from it in waves.
"Yeah we sort of ran into each other." Krillin joked nervously. Vegeta glared at him growling again. Krillin sent a pleading look Bulma's way.
"Um Vegeta can we talk privately?" Bulma asked motioning toward the front hall. Vegeta grunted his response leading the way.
"What the fuck was that all about? Do you want to ruin my party?" She breathed when they were both away from the others.
"The thought had crossed my mind." He spat glaring at her from under his eyebrows.
"You selfish son-of-a-bitch, this is my party and I will not have you destroy it. And what was that about with Krillin anyway?" She yelled back.
"He's a monk, I just don't like people that deal with religion ok?" He growled angry at being forced to tell her anything about himself.
"Well Krillin was a monk but he's not now. So just stop it." She ordered her hands falling to her hips.
"What he is does not change what he did." Vegeta pushed.
"Why you judgmental son-of-a." Just then a knock interrupted them.
"Who the hell is it?!" Vegeta yelled yanking open the door. Talana and Tobias stood on the other side both with humorous expressions on their faces.
"Nice to see you to Veggie-chan." Talana said stepping through the door with Tobias trailing behind her. "Oh and Veggie you might look in to lowering your voice a little. You might scare someone and we all know how much you'd stress over it. I mean I heard you before I heard the music." She said sweetly patting Vegeta's cheek. Vegeta had to fight with all his might not to spit on her.
Just then she turned her attention to Bulma. "Hi I'm Talana and I would like to congratulate you for being the only one, besides me that is, that has ever stood up to Veggie for more than a minute." She said shaking the stunned Bulma's hand. "Tobias help me off with my coat will you love." Tobias rolled his eyes but helped her out of the black floor length coat.
Vegeta's mouth promptly fell open as he beheld a tiny black dress that barely covered her ass and showed enough cleavage to put the moon to shame, and it was backless.
"What the hell are you wearing?" Vegeta stuttered out, his eyes the size of saucers. Talana looked down.
"This is a dress Veggie. You wear it to formal occasions." She said using the talking-to-stupid-people-voice.
"That is not a dress. I mean for Lucifer's balls it barely covers you." Vegeta snapped crossing his arms over his chest.
"Who says dresses have to cover anything?" Talana said smartly smoothing out the dress over her curves. Vegeta shuddered.
"I did." Vegeta snapped. Talana rolled her eyes.
"And we all know you are the all powerful god of the universe, forgive me if I don't bow but the dress might rip." She snipped an evil grin on her face.
Bulma turned to Tobias. "Is it just me or are they acting a lot like brother and sister?"
"We're not!" Talana said quickly changing conversations. "I'm Veggie's wife." This statement earned her an elbow in the side form Vegeta and Tobias. "I mean.ex-wife. The marriage ended two years ago and I see him more during the day then I did when we were married." She said quickly setting her face into a pleasant grin. Bulma looked at her a little suspiciously but said nothing about it.
"Well it was lovely meeting you but I must get back to the party." Bulma said waving as she left.
Talana looked around after Bulma was out of hearing range. "So which one is my newest plaything." Talana whispered playfully. "The hologram you showed was not very good Veggie boy, I mean you really have to work on your mental skills. They are a disgrace to the entire group. Don't you agree?" She said looking at Tobias who nodded mournfully.
"Traitor." Vegeta hissed under his breath.
Talana continued on with her speech. "Just being the fifth strongest isn't worth Nappa shit anymore you have to be the best in all areas now mental and physical."
"Are you finished yet." Vegeta asked bored. Talana opened her mouth but was cut off by Vegeta's hand. "Oh you are, good and what the fuck do you mean by fifth strongest."
"Well I'm the strongest and Tobias is the second strongest so your the fifth." Talana said in a matter of fact tone.
"Who's the other two?" Vegeta questioned. Talana made an odd gagging noise as if the words were strangling her. Tobias gave her a look that basically meant you're pathetic.
"Frieza and Zarborn." Tobias intoned irritably.
"How the hell do you know I'm not the strongest!" Vegeta snapped the beginning tendrils of fury making their way into his soulless black eyes.
"Well, Tobias is the oldest and rightfully should be the strongest but I have The Serenity or The Blood mistress coiled up inside of this delicious body. And if um the bastards are not the strongest then why haven't we defeated them yet?"
Vegeta glared before smirking. "Your newest toy is by the bar." Talana spun and smiled happily tugging down her dress slightly. Tobias shot a warning to Vegeta not to comment. Talana glanced over her shoulder at them. She shot Vegeta his smirk with a touch of seductiveness.
"He won't know what hit him." She promised. Talana walked seductively over to Yamcha earning lusty looks from the males and hateful ones from the women. When she reached Yamcha she took the glass from his hand and planted her bloody lips on his cheek. Even from across the room both vampires could hear Talana's falsely lusty voice whispering in his ear.
"Thanks for the drink love, meet me in the bathroom in 15." She gently bit her earlobe before returning to her drink a seductive smile playing on her lips.
Vegeta could hear Yamcha's panting from here. He heard Talana's disgusted voice in his head. "Child's play, if I knew you were going to give me this bastard I would have gotten drunk. Even his blood is not fit for any creature to smell much less taste. Frieza would probably love it." Before Vegeta could respond he felt something cling to his arm.
"Hi." A high pitched voice that grated on his nerves chirped. He looked down to encounter the emptiest eyes he had ever seen and he didn't mean cruel or cold, Talana had one that prize after he had changed her. No Vegeta meant when he said they were empty was that a thought had never entered her head intelligent or stupid. She was pretty enough but he could not tolerate stupid people. She slightly resembled Bulma but he was more repelled than attracted to her. "I'm Marron." She continued cheerfully while sticking her hand down his pants. He saw chrome dome across the room glaring at them.
"I'm a slut." Vegeta said in a high voice shoving Marron at Tobias. "Have fun." He said snickering evilly at the expression on Tobias's face.
He walked in to the party room only to be accosted by Bulma. She grabbed his arm and as he spun around to yell at her he was shocked to see tears brimming in her eyes. She didn't seem like the weepy type but then again how should he know. Talana was the only women he had known long term and she had vowed never to cry after she had spent weeks on end sobbing in her room for her stolen virginity. "What's wrong?" He muttered uncomfortably. She dragged him to the dance floor.
"Look Yamcha is flirting with that little slut you invited and so I'm going to give him a little taste of his own medicine." Bulma stated venomously as she slipped into position for the waltz. Vegeta stared at her he was liking her more every minute. "Why did you marry that slut anyway." Marry oh yeah Talana's inane cover story, he was really going to have to tell her to get a new one. The music stared and they began to dance around the room.
"You just said yourself the key word." Vegeta said smirking. Bulma looked at him confused. "Slut. Why else would I marry someone if they weren't in the sack a lot." Bulma shrugged.
"Love, I mean that's the reason I would get married but I already know how you feel about love." Bulma deepened her voice in a good imitation of Vegeta. "Love is a weak pathetic emotion that only the first to die indulge in." Vegeta smiled at her.
"Correct." He stated arrogantly. The song ended and a slow beat romantic song came over the speakers. Vegeta looked at Bulma. "Stay or go?" He questioned. Bulma looked at him before slipping her arms around his neck while his came around her waist.
"Stay." She whispered leaning her head against her chest. Why did Vegeta feel like if his heart still worked it would be thundering right now? Bulma lifted her head and looked into Vegeta's eyes.
"Why don't I hear your heartbeat." She questioned.
"Because I have big muscles and a slow heartbeat now shut the hell up women before I lose my temper and make you dance on your own."
"Veget-." Vegeta kissed her to shut her up or at least that was what he told himself. The kiss was sweet and tender and a strong element of something neither had felt before. The part of Vegeta's brain that was still functioning was telling him to stop this now before he screwed her in front of everyone. Vegeta told that voice to go screw himself. Unfortunately the Dark Retard as Danica fondly nicknamed Yamcha broke them apart.
"What the fuck do you think your doing Vegeta scamming on my chick." Yamcha screamed enraged. Vegeta had to resist the urge to send the bastard to the next dimension. Vegeta held up two fingers.
"Number one, she is one of many of your chicks. Number two I was just showing her what a real man could do." Vegeta sneered. "And no I'm going over to talk to Tobias and little Miss. Airhead slut because as detestable as I find her company your makes me think that I've just encountered the smallest," he glances at Yamcha's crotch, "part of hell. Ta Ta." Yamcha not being able to take this insult on his cough cough masculinity threw a punch at Vegeta. Vegeta spun around and caught it twisting his arm enjoying hearing the bones snap.
"Oh is little master waster in pain?" Vegeta cackled in a childish voice.
"Vegeta stop it right now!" Bulma screamed. Vegeta shrugged and released Yamcha's soar fist. Then spitting on Yamcha's face he whispered.
"Be glad I didn't tell them that you're not the dark flame." Vegeta spun on his heel and strode towards the bar. As he brushed past Talana he telepathically spoke to her. "Ta Ta." Vegeta roared.
"Hey it was last minute but the rest of the speech was good I especially loved the hint of smallness. I mean for god sake I've seen newborns bigger than him." Talana snapped indignantly.
"Talana do me a favor."
"Yes?"
"Shut up and don't ever mention his or any other mans dick to me again especially his."
"What if you turn gay?" Vegeta growled dangerously.
Talana swallowed. "Noted."
Then a scream coming from the kitchen interrupted them.
The party
Vegeta sat up right in bed. He was breathing fast his eyes two sizes to big. Immediately he stopped breath fast, after all he did need to breathe it was just out of habit. He had had another one of those dreams again. But this time it had not been so enjoyable.
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He had been home in France, just walking in the door, and Bulma was there writing something. She was sitting at the table with a quill and venom (ink). The dress she was wearing was a light green and not that expensive looking but she looked wonderful.
Vegeta smiled he didn't know why but he just knew that she was his wife. He had started for her but something was wrong. Her face changed from a loving smile to a look of terror. Vegeta had started to run now but she kept getting further away.
He was now running down a dark tunnel with Bulma at the end. Then he saw it, a white ghost slithering out behind her.
"Bulma look out!" He cried racing faster. A small, white, bald headed being grabbed her from behind. She tried to scream but a clawed hand covered her mouth. Even from so far away he could see her desperate moves to free herself and the fear in her eyes.
"Freeza no let her go! This is our fight leave her out of this!" He yelled running faster. Freeza grinned wickedly his eyes traveling to the side. Just then Zarborn moved from the darkness to block his path. Vegeta fought against him trying to get to them but he wasn't strong enough.
"Vegeta!" Bulma cried reaching out for him. Just then Freeza stretched his hand a crossed her neck smiling cruelly. His claws tore into her neck drawing them a crossed her neck spilling her blood a crossed the floor.
"Nnnnnnnnnoooooooooooo!" Vegeta cried breaking free of Zarborn and racing to her. But when he reached her Freeza was gone leaving her to die on the floor. Vegeta fell to his knees pulling her wet head into his lap. Bright red blood was everywhere soaking through his clothes. He couldn't move, couldn't speak, he just held her as the light left her eyes.
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Vegeta shook his head. He didn't know where that dream had come from. 'Must be this whole business with Freeza and Zarborn. All though where Bulma can from he had no idea.
She was beautiful yes but she also rivaled Talana in the bitch department and like he had said before one female was more than enough. "Oh well" He muttered Talana was probably just messing with his head. Not to mention listening to those two idiots across the hall all night was enough to mess with any ones brain cells. He growled softly swinging out of bed running his hands through his hair. He needed a shower.
An hour later he headed down the stairs only to encounter Bulma and Yamcha (Ewwwww!!!!!!!!!) making out. "Would you to get a room for Lucifer's balls you can have mine if you want just get the fuck out of the hallway which by the way is a public domain."
"Oh quiet Vegeta haven't you ever been in love.?"
"No and I don't ever intend on falling in love. It's a pathetic emotions that only weak minded fools indulge in. Now if you don't mind I'm going to get away from you and your pitiful lover before I get sick. Oh and Yamcha you're the most pathetic vampire I have ever had the displeasure to encounter" He spun around the sneer still prominate on his face as he strode quickly away from the stunned lovers. Getting back into bed he turned over hopefully those idiots will be quite long enough for me to get some sleep.
2 hours later
Vegeta was arruptantly awoken when Bulma threw a pitcher of ice water on him.
"Up an atom sleepy head." Bulma chirped. "It's time for the party." Vegeta glared at her.
"You wretched female I'll be down in a minute you pathetic WOMAN now get lost." Bulma just smirked before prancing out of the room. Vegeta muttered his newest favorite motto under his breath. "Women are bad, bitches are worse and blue headed whores and sisters will be the death of me."
Throwing the sheets aside Vegeta rose to his feet, glancing at the clock. '8:43 p.m. I have got to start sleeping regularly that or lock that woman out.' He though walking to his closet, sliding the door open he looked distastefully around at his choices. Black and blue clothes hung from every hanger.
"That woman will probably expect me to look fashionable for her pathetic party. Hmmm shopping it is." He said vanishing from the room with a smirk playing a crossed his face.
"Hey Vegeta would you get out here or do I have to." Bulma said leaning her head into the room. Looking puzzled she walked into the rest of the room. "Now where did the go?" She said placing her hands on her hips.
"Bulma are you ready?" Yamcha called from down stairs.
"No not yet just let me change." She called heading out to her room. Facing her own closet Bulma stood trying to decide what to wear. 'What color red, black, or maybe blue. Mom always said I looked great in blue. I wonder what Vegeta is wearing? Wait a second where did that come from?'
"Sure he's good looking but came from nowhere. I mean he is rude, mean, stubborn, always angry, sort of cute, with a fine ass and-wait stop he is an asshole." Bulma said slamming her hand against the wall. "I'll just get dressed up for Yamcha, yes that's it Yamcha, and go to my own party." Nodding to herself she turned back to her closet.
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It was 9:35 at the Capsule Corporation by the time Vegeta showed up again. Brushing off a drop of blood from his newly 'borrowed' clothes. Turning to his mirror Vegeta carefully looked at the fit.
While in France Vegeta had found a young man about his size and, after having a snack, took his reasonably stylish clothes for himself. Turning to the side he glared at his new specks.
A pair of black pants hung loose around his legs but the top showed off his ass quite well. A black silk long sleeve shirt with a blood red vest imbrued with black thread. A black jacket fell to his hips and was unbuttoned showing off his chest. With the dark material made it so that the blood didn't show up at all.
Smoothing out his clothes he headed for the stairs were loud music was coming from. He could feel the vibrations echoing through the house as he descended the steps into the kitchen. Food was spread out on the table in enormous amounts with a few people lounging around it. Not even glancing at the people Vegeta head straight for the party.
It looked like a hundred people had been invited to this affaire, most were dancing or talking over the music. Scanning the crowed he tried to find Bulma. Spotting the man from the office, Goku, he paused. The tall man was standing with a shorter raven-haired woman and a young child that could only be his own.
'Hmmm so the fool has a brat, how sad.' He thought not looking away.
"Oh sorry Mr." Someone yell to his right just before he was pushed aside. Vegeta glared at the impudent individual. The extremely short bald man in a white suit looked up at him. He had six dots burned into his head showing that he had been a monk. Already Vegeta hated him.
"Um hey sorry about that I was just looking for my girl friend Marron. By the way I'm Krillin nice to meet yeah." He said sticking out his hand. A loud growl escaped his throat as he glared at the man. He seemed incredibly nervous but he still held out his hand in greeting.
"Hey Vegeta I see you meet Krillin already." A voice said from behind them. Vegeta rounded angrily on the intruder and stopped cold.
Bulma stood in the doorway her hair styled up, small curled bit hovering around her face. Her dark red lipstick seemed still fresh shining in the light, her eyes carefully outlined with black eyeliner. Her white and silver dress fell to the floor with two high silts on either side. The dress was cut into two parts, the skirt half and the top half. It had thin straps crossing over her shoulders and the top was a V-neck with silver strands spreading out from it in waves.
"Yeah we sort of ran into each other." Krillin joked nervously. Vegeta glared at him growling again. Krillin sent a pleading look Bulma's way.
"Um Vegeta can we talk privately?" Bulma asked motioning toward the front hall. Vegeta grunted his response leading the way.
"What the fuck was that all about? Do you want to ruin my party?" She breathed when they were both away from the others.
"The thought had crossed my mind." He spat glaring at her from under his eyebrows.
"You selfish son-of-a-bitch, this is my party and I will not have you destroy it. And what was that about with Krillin anyway?" She yelled back.
"He's a monk, I just don't like people that deal with religion ok?" He growled angry at being forced to tell her anything about himself.
"Well Krillin was a monk but he's not now. So just stop it." She ordered her hands falling to her hips.
"What he is does not change what he did." Vegeta pushed.
"Why you judgmental son-of-a." Just then a knock interrupted them.
"Who the hell is it?!" Vegeta yelled yanking open the door. Talana and Tobias stood on the other side both with humorous expressions on their faces.
"Nice to see you to Veggie-chan." Talana said stepping through the door with Tobias trailing behind her. "Oh and Veggie you might look in to lowering your voice a little. You might scare someone and we all know how much you'd stress over it. I mean I heard you before I heard the music." She said sweetly patting Vegeta's cheek. Vegeta had to fight with all his might not to spit on her.
Just then she turned her attention to Bulma. "Hi I'm Talana and I would like to congratulate you for being the only one, besides me that is, that has ever stood up to Veggie for more than a minute." She said shaking the stunned Bulma's hand. "Tobias help me off with my coat will you love." Tobias rolled his eyes but helped her out of the black floor length coat.
Vegeta's mouth promptly fell open as he beheld a tiny black dress that barely covered her ass and showed enough cleavage to put the moon to shame, and it was backless.
"What the hell are you wearing?" Vegeta stuttered out, his eyes the size of saucers. Talana looked down.
"This is a dress Veggie. You wear it to formal occasions." She said using the talking-to-stupid-people-voice.
"That is not a dress. I mean for Lucifer's balls it barely covers you." Vegeta snapped crossing his arms over his chest.
"Who says dresses have to cover anything?" Talana said smartly smoothing out the dress over her curves. Vegeta shuddered.
"I did." Vegeta snapped. Talana rolled her eyes.
"And we all know you are the all powerful god of the universe, forgive me if I don't bow but the dress might rip." She snipped an evil grin on her face.
Bulma turned to Tobias. "Is it just me or are they acting a lot like brother and sister?"
"We're not!" Talana said quickly changing conversations. "I'm Veggie's wife." This statement earned her an elbow in the side form Vegeta and Tobias. "I mean.ex-wife. The marriage ended two years ago and I see him more during the day then I did when we were married." She said quickly setting her face into a pleasant grin. Bulma looked at her a little suspiciously but said nothing about it.
"Well it was lovely meeting you but I must get back to the party." Bulma said waving as she left.
Talana looked around after Bulma was out of hearing range. "So which one is my newest plaything." Talana whispered playfully. "The hologram you showed was not very good Veggie boy, I mean you really have to work on your mental skills. They are a disgrace to the entire group. Don't you agree?" She said looking at Tobias who nodded mournfully.
"Traitor." Vegeta hissed under his breath.
Talana continued on with her speech. "Just being the fifth strongest isn't worth Nappa shit anymore you have to be the best in all areas now mental and physical."
"Are you finished yet." Vegeta asked bored. Talana opened her mouth but was cut off by Vegeta's hand. "Oh you are, good and what the fuck do you mean by fifth strongest."
"Well I'm the strongest and Tobias is the second strongest so your the fifth." Talana said in a matter of fact tone.
"Who's the other two?" Vegeta questioned. Talana made an odd gagging noise as if the words were strangling her. Tobias gave her a look that basically meant you're pathetic.
"Frieza and Zarborn." Tobias intoned irritably.
"How the hell do you know I'm not the strongest!" Vegeta snapped the beginning tendrils of fury making their way into his soulless black eyes.
"Well, Tobias is the oldest and rightfully should be the strongest but I have The Serenity or The Blood mistress coiled up inside of this delicious body. And if um the bastards are not the strongest then why haven't we defeated them yet?"
Vegeta glared before smirking. "Your newest toy is by the bar." Talana spun and smiled happily tugging down her dress slightly. Tobias shot a warning to Vegeta not to comment. Talana glanced over her shoulder at them. She shot Vegeta his smirk with a touch of seductiveness.
"He won't know what hit him." She promised. Talana walked seductively over to Yamcha earning lusty looks from the males and hateful ones from the women. When she reached Yamcha she took the glass from his hand and planted her bloody lips on his cheek. Even from across the room both vampires could hear Talana's falsely lusty voice whispering in his ear.
"Thanks for the drink love, meet me in the bathroom in 15." She gently bit her earlobe before returning to her drink a seductive smile playing on her lips.
Vegeta could hear Yamcha's panting from here. He heard Talana's disgusted voice in his head. "Child's play, if I knew you were going to give me this bastard I would have gotten drunk. Even his blood is not fit for any creature to smell much less taste. Frieza would probably love it." Before Vegeta could respond he felt something cling to his arm.
"Hi." A high pitched voice that grated on his nerves chirped. He looked down to encounter the emptiest eyes he had ever seen and he didn't mean cruel or cold, Talana had one that prize after he had changed her. No Vegeta meant when he said they were empty was that a thought had never entered her head intelligent or stupid. She was pretty enough but he could not tolerate stupid people. She slightly resembled Bulma but he was more repelled than attracted to her. "I'm Marron." She continued cheerfully while sticking her hand down his pants. He saw chrome dome across the room glaring at them.
"I'm a slut." Vegeta said in a high voice shoving Marron at Tobias. "Have fun." He said snickering evilly at the expression on Tobias's face.
He walked in to the party room only to be accosted by Bulma. She grabbed his arm and as he spun around to yell at her he was shocked to see tears brimming in her eyes. She didn't seem like the weepy type but then again how should he know. Talana was the only women he had known long term and she had vowed never to cry after she had spent weeks on end sobbing in her room for her stolen virginity. "What's wrong?" He muttered uncomfortably. She dragged him to the dance floor.
"Look Yamcha is flirting with that little slut you invited and so I'm going to give him a little taste of his own medicine." Bulma stated venomously as she slipped into position for the waltz. Vegeta stared at her he was liking her more every minute. "Why did you marry that slut anyway." Marry oh yeah Talana's inane cover story, he was really going to have to tell her to get a new one. The music stared and they began to dance around the room.
"You just said yourself the key word." Vegeta said smirking. Bulma looked at him confused. "Slut. Why else would I marry someone if they weren't in the sack a lot." Bulma shrugged.
"Love, I mean that's the reason I would get married but I already know how you feel about love." Bulma deepened her voice in a good imitation of Vegeta. "Love is a weak pathetic emotion that only the first to die indulge in." Vegeta smiled at her.
"Correct." He stated arrogantly. The song ended and a slow beat romantic song came over the speakers. Vegeta looked at Bulma. "Stay or go?" He questioned. Bulma looked at him before slipping her arms around his neck while his came around her waist.
"Stay." She whispered leaning her head against her chest. Why did Vegeta feel like if his heart still worked it would be thundering right now? Bulma lifted her head and looked into Vegeta's eyes.
"Why don't I hear your heartbeat." She questioned.
"Because I have big muscles and a slow heartbeat now shut the hell up women before I lose my temper and make you dance on your own."
"Veget-." Vegeta kissed her to shut her up or at least that was what he told himself. The kiss was sweet and tender and a strong element of something neither had felt before. The part of Vegeta's brain that was still functioning was telling him to stop this now before he screwed her in front of everyone. Vegeta told that voice to go screw himself. Unfortunately the Dark Retard as Danica fondly nicknamed Yamcha broke them apart.
"What the fuck do you think your doing Vegeta scamming on my chick." Yamcha screamed enraged. Vegeta had to resist the urge to send the bastard to the next dimension. Vegeta held up two fingers.
"Number one, she is one of many of your chicks. Number two I was just showing her what a real man could do." Vegeta sneered. "And no I'm going over to talk to Tobias and little Miss. Airhead slut because as detestable as I find her company your makes me think that I've just encountered the smallest," he glances at Yamcha's crotch, "part of hell. Ta Ta." Yamcha not being able to take this insult on his cough cough masculinity threw a punch at Vegeta. Vegeta spun around and caught it twisting his arm enjoying hearing the bones snap.
"Oh is little master waster in pain?" Vegeta cackled in a childish voice.
"Vegeta stop it right now!" Bulma screamed. Vegeta shrugged and released Yamcha's soar fist. Then spitting on Yamcha's face he whispered.
"Be glad I didn't tell them that you're not the dark flame." Vegeta spun on his heel and strode towards the bar. As he brushed past Talana he telepathically spoke to her. "Ta Ta." Vegeta roared.
"Hey it was last minute but the rest of the speech was good I especially loved the hint of smallness. I mean for god sake I've seen newborns bigger than him." Talana snapped indignantly.
"Talana do me a favor."
"Yes?"
"Shut up and don't ever mention his or any other mans dick to me again especially his."
"What if you turn gay?" Vegeta growled dangerously.
Talana swallowed. "Noted."
Then a scream coming from the kitchen interrupted them.