Nekoni: Well! After a long delay, but not on my fault, I am pleased to
introduce chapter three!!
Vegetto: :nosy: how's it not your fault?
Nekoni: :sweatdrops: I like to write on a laptop. My mom took the only avaliable one. She's just started writing a book...
Vegetto: Oh... wait! :looks at the laptop situated on Nekoni's lap: ---ah
Nekoni: This is my nan's... it has no A drive but I discovered it has a network card, so it'll do =). Anyway! On to the long awaited chapter three! Or at-least says me!
Vegetto: And me! I've been waitin----
Nekoni: ... =D
Vegetto: :pauses: Was that out-loud?
Chapter Genre: Humor/Romance
Chapter Rating: PG- for Vegeta-language
Chapter Pairings: Still no pairingness popping up.
Chapter Warnings: ... Listen to your Veggies.
Ore wa Hime!
Chapter 1 – In escence, he's Vegeta
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Vegeta was standing alone in a large, dusty desert. Her nose was turned skyward, face turned harsh with what appeared to be both deep contemplation and a little longing.
'Where is he!!!' The prince, turned princess, bristled in her mind, watching with hatred as a single bunny shaped cloud drifted overhead. 'I've been waiting here a good half hour! He should have come running as soon as I arrived here! It's around our usual sparing time! That yarou!!!' She cursed, scanning the horizon and flaring her ki, as to say 'you stupid empty headed idiot where the hell are you I'm still here waiting and you don't even show and you smell funny!' ... more or less.
After a few more minutes, almost every hair on her head was prickled up as she seethed with anger. In one split second she launched herself into the air and in the direction of the Son residence, her ki leaving a stretched out trail behind her.
'I'm gonna' kick his ass SO bad he wished he didn't HAVE an ass!' She growled to herself, and many other things of the likes on her 2 minute super-sonic trip.
'-stupid excuse for a saiyan.. complete bast- here we go.' Vegeta narrowed her eyes as she approached the woodland seclude. She landed about ten meters in front of the house, walking up to it, and with every step building anger and going redder and redder in the face.
Deep breath. Deep breath. Very deep breath. This was not to calm, no no, it was to get enough oxygen for- "KAAAAAAAAAAAAAKAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOTTTTTT"
-a shout so loud and angry the glass windows of the little house rattled, and birds in the nearby trees fled, and Piccolo, who lived about 2 miles away and had those big pointy ears, cringed in pain.
"..."
"What was that?" A female voice asked from inside the house, sounding very confused at Vegeta's almost unintelligible shout.
"Hmn... it sounded like a moose." A recognisable male voice replied, with a slight giggling.
"eee!" The female voice, ChiChi, squeaked. "I don't like large animals!!" She complained.
"Oy! Oy!" Goku's voice again. "Don't push me like that... jee Chi! I'm not dressed yet... besides, it sounded like a person. You should probably answer the door."
By this point, Vegeta had calmed down considerably, and was instead almost giggling at the two, her ear pressed against the door. She wasn't used to the strange tones of conversation, and found it amusing. In the past, she'd always been secretly amused when they argued, biting her lip to keep from looking it.
"...I don't think it's a moose, really Chi!" Goku's voice, complained. Vegeta could hear a lot of thumping, pushing and shoving going on. "It sounded like a girl-scout! Not a moose!"
"GOKU!" ChiChi shouted, clearly getting annoyed. "There's no girl-scouts even in this district! Besides! How would YOU know what a moose sounds like!?"
"Ah... Chi, don't be silly! A moose goes 'OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH'"
Vegeta raised an eyebrow at the door. What the hell kind of sound was that?
"Goku! Where did you hear that?"
"Nature channel." Goku grinned.
Vegeta rolled her eyes... the nut.
"And do you know WHY that's the only place I've heard it? There ARE no mooses round here." He said, slyly.
".... ... Oh you're giving me a headache." ChiChi acted, letting it out as a sigh.
"Chi-"
"ALL RIGHT I'M GOING!!!" The woman shouted, suddenly angry. She stomped rapidly down the stairs and towards the front door.
Vegeta listened carefully, too interested to realise what would happen next. She raised her eyes upwards, following the footsteps of the angry woman as she came closer and closer, then stopped. As the door handle turned, the realisation struck the princess...
...full force in the side of the head!
"SHIT!" Vegeta cursed, the wood splintering on her head, but not without dealing her quite a lot of pain. "A-aaah!!!!!"
"..? Vegeta?" ChiChi asked, poking her head around the door, obviously recognising the voice. "I'm sorry, did that- AHHHH!"
Vegeta glared up at the other woman, slightly confused as to her startled sound.
"I'm sorry! Are you okay miss?" The bun-haired woman was bending down, dusting her off. "I seriously didn't mean to hit you with the door-!"
"I'm fine!" The princes growled, even as she shook off the helping hands and struggled to stand up. Her head spun and there looked like there were three ChiChi's - which was strange, because she knew double-vision should only give her two. "...Why are there three of you?" She voiced in confusion.
"Oh no! You must have a concussion!!! I really should be gentler when I open the door!" ChiChi berated herself, supporting Vegeta and leading her into the kitchen.
"ChiChi? What's going on down there???" Goku's voice called from the top of the stairs.
"You stay out of it!" ChiChi shouted back. Vegeta winced at the pain it sent through her over-receptive brain. "You'll only make things worse!!!"
'She's one to talk..." Vegeta thought sarcastically, before shaking her head. Her vision slowly returning to normal.
"Should I get you an ice pack or something?" ChiChi offered, turning her concern back to her victim/patient.
"No, I'll be fine in a second..." Vegeta growled, rubbing the small bump near her ear. "I came here to get beaten silly anyway." She added seriously.
"Listen young lady..." ChiChi reprimanded her. "I'm sorry for what I did- there's no need to get sarcastic on me!" She said, hands planting themselves on their hips.
".." Vegeta stared at her, eyes slightly widened in confusion."... and I thought you knew who I was..."
"What?" ChiChi asked, taken aback. "Should I know you? ..then again, you do look familiar. You're not one of Goku's friends are you!?" She accused, pointing her finger at the princess.
"Oh, well yes." Vegeta said, flippantly, trying not to smirk. "He and I are very close."
"....HOW close..." ChiChi said, her eyes narrowed slightly.
Vegeta looked at her, amused, before catching the other woman's train of thought. "N-not THAT close!!!" She gagged, bringing her hand to her mouth as if to catch any bile that escaped at the thought. "We spar."
"You spar?" ChiChi asked, looking confused. "You can't be any stronger than ME--- how can you spar with my Goku!?" She deducted.
"Oh don't flatter yourself." Vegeta rolled her eyes. "Here's your second clue- we spar every day. If you choose not to believe it, I can just be Miss Mysterious and let you look stupid in your next gossip with Bulma- ah yes, that was your third clue." Vegeta joked.
"..."
"Well??"
"VEGETA!??" ChiChi screamed, her eyes bugging out of her head.
"Bingo." The saiyan replied coolly.
"-aa--ah-" The other woman was unable to articulate. As if on cue, ChiChi's eyes rolled to the back of her head, and she fainted dead on the floor.
"..whoops..." Vegeta sweatdropped, looking at the out-cold woman. "I overdid it.. but that was fun! I can't wait to do that to Kakarot!!"
"Would that be a new tecnique, or what, Vegeta?" Goku's voice asked. Vegeta looked over her left shoulder to see the other saiyan grinning at her. "AHHH"
"AHHH" Goku mimicked, pulling a silly face.
"When did you get there!!!" Vegeta demanded, jumping away from the other saiyan.
"I donno... what time did ChiChi faint?" Goku responded, cheerfully.
"So you're saying - 'I've been here 11 seconds'?'" Vegeta asked, sarcastically, getting more of a grip on herself.
".. 12... 13... 14..." Goku counted as a few more seconds ticked by.
"What are you doing?" Vegeta sweatdropped.
"17- counting in case you ask again -19 -ah no! 18! 21! Aw dang!!" Goku huffed, loosing his concentration.
Vegeta smirked at this. "Anyway..." She said, changing the subject. "Do you know who I am?" She asked, smugly.
"..Why, did you forget, 'Geta?" Goku asked, curiously, tilting his head to the side.
"NO!" Vegeta answered, quickly. She then near-pouted. "How did you know it was me?"
"Well jee, DUH!" Goku responded, lowering his eyebrows.
" 'Well jee duh' didn't answer my question." Vegeta grated angrily.
"You're weird." Goku noted. "Alright, here's how I could tell it was you- you look like Vegeta, sound like Vegeta, smell like Vegeta, act like Vegeta, probably TASTE like Vegeta -but-I-m-not-gonna-try, and you have the same KI as Vegeta. One could say, in essence, you are Vegeta ---or one VERY good clone." He noted to himself, eyes narrowing momentarily in thought before darting back to the princess. "Which you're not... right?"
"..so... you know it's me..?" Vegeta asked tentively, before scowling. "Damn! That spoils my fun!!"
"You sure are acting weird today, 'Geta!" Goku laughed.
"Don't call me that." The woman sighed.
"Alright, alright." Goku gave in. "Anyways. Sorry for keeping you waiting- I ah..." He blushed in embarrassment, covering it up by bending down and lifting up his wife. "I fell asleep with gum in my mouth last night and've spent the last 3 hours, in the bath, cleaning out of my hair..." He admitted, setting her down on the sofa, and turning back to the other saiyan.
"Just the idiotic thing you tend to do." The princess commented. "You could've just cut your hair. "It would've grown back within hours."
"Believe me, I couldn't... I would've taken half my scalp off with it." Goku winced, shrugging. "Anyways. Why don't we start our sparring session, ne? I think we've got three or four hours until lunch time. If you feel like it, we can carry on, or hang out after lunch."
"I refuse to 'hang out' with you- especially in my current condition." Vegeta growled.
"...That's what you always say, 'Geta!" Goku laughed. He then yipped as Vegeta's fist made contact with his cheek.
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"If you go easy on me.." Vegeta warned, dropping into a fighting stance on the dusty ground. "Then there'll be HELL to pay."
"Haha... well, you of ALL people should know.... I've..." Goku paused for suspense. "-Been there! Done that" He joked, teasing the other saiyan effectively.
Vegeta sneered and launched herself at the taller saiyan, her fist brought forward to try and smash his face in. As with any un-planned frontal attack, Goku easily dodged.
"Bought the T-shirt too!!" He added, springing round the back of the princess and spiralling a distance away.
Within a split second, Vegeta had flipped herself in the air and was coming in once again on the attack.
This time she feinted with her fist, catching Goku's attention while her knee sailed unseen into his chin.
"Ah!!!"
"Teaches you!" Vegeta huffed, settling her leg down as the other saiyan rubbed away the blood dribbling from his mouth. "And look!" She taunted. "You're bleeding already! What happened? Did you forget to power up this morning? Maybe I should be the one going easy on you." She offered.
"Oaw.." The other saiyan pouted. "I'm not sure what hurt more- your insult or your punch."
"I am well trained in the two." Vegeta boasted, raising her chin a little.
"Yeah yeah..." Goku replied, dropping into his fighting stance. "Enough with the warm-up. Lets play!!!" He shouted, fazing forward in his own frontal attack, his forehead smashing into the other saiyan's and starting their battle.
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"Ow."
"Aw don't be such a big baby." Goku pouted, leaning on a tree next to Vegeta. The saiyan princes was pouting at the amount of pain she was receiving from her back.
"You're one to -ah! Call ME a baby!" Vegeta growled in response, adjusting herself once again against the harsh bark. "DAMN IT!" She cursed, sitting away from the tree only to cry out in pain and fall back once she realised how painful her rear-end was too. "Ow."
"You told me not to go easy on you.." Goku scolded her, looking slightly sorry.
"Yeah, well, I didn't ask you to go super saiyan THREE on me!" Vegeta replied in a low hiss.
"... I really didn't mean to." Goku apologised, looking away.
"Yeah well, intentions never work out without some self-control." Vegeta stated, glaring at the grassy meadow before them.
During their sparing session, the two saiyans had felt the need to give 100 percent against each other. This was hardly a rare occurrence, and frequently would end in Vegeta being beaten so badly he couldn't spar for the next three days while he healed, and Goku winning but feeling terribly bad for what he'd done to the prince.
After their match, they found the nearest shady spot, around 5 kilometres away from where they'd fought, and rested until they had the energy to fly to capsulecorp.
"Ow."
"I- I'm sorry!!!" Goku repeated for the fifteenth million time.
"Ow."
"Damn it!!!" The taller saiyan cursed, moving so he faced towards the princess. "Get on your stomach, Vegeta." He commanded.
"What?" Vegeta asked, in her confusion sitting up a bit and thus sending more pain through her body. "OOOWWW!!"
"Come on!" Goku huffed, guiding the princess onto her stomach on the ground.
"What are you doing!?" Vegeta asked indignantly as he did so. "Let go of me right this second."
"God Vegeta don't struggle!" Goku complained, removing his hands from her. "Listen to me, you'll enjoy this... just don't kick and bite and stuff otherwise you'll do yourself more damage, okay?" The taller saiyan requested, working his fingers slightly under the waist of Vegeta's armour and pushing it off of her.
"..." A bead of sweat ran down the side of Vegeta's face. "Why are you undressing me." She asked, in monotone.
"I'm not, really."
"...y-yes you are..." Vegeta stated, seriously confused and slightly fearful. "You're undressing me!"
"No, I'm not, you're not even WEARING a dress. Now don't argue with me!" Goku demanded, chucking the damaged saiyan armor to the side.
"Don't you fucking tease me..." She hissed, foully, levering herself up a bit only to suddenly feel restrained. She looked to her wrists to see golden ki rings around both of them. "..!"
"You've got to stay still or you'll end up pulling even more muscles." The male saiyan commanded while Vegeta stared with hatred at the dirt.
"Release me... you third class kusotare!" She hissed, the hairs on the back of her neck visibly prickling, causing Goku to sigh. "Please, calm down Vegeta..."
"GO TO HELL!!!" Was the only reply he got.
The saiyan male huffed lightly, before laying a hand on the princess' shoulder, ready to start.
"DON'T TOUCH ME!!!" Came the indignant cry from beneath him. It was so hard that he almost removed his hand, almost gave up.
'no' Goku frowned, starting to massage the prone form beneath him. 'Vegeta needs this... he'll see.'
The first five minutes was nothing but a string of long, complicated curses. Vegeta listed, with vibrant imagery, the many things she'd do to the saiyan once she could lay her hands on him. Much to his surprise, most of them involved him losing his masculinity in varied ways. Lucky for him, he tuned out most of the words.
However, after about 8 minutes, the tenseness began to leave Vegeta's muscles, a type of exhaustion and pleasure settling over her.
By the fifteenth minute, the princess was purring, close to sleep.
And by the twentieth minute of the almost sensual massage, Vegeta was nothing by a dormant pile of saiyan mush under Goku's hands.
The tall saiyan smiled as he heard Vegeta's first light snore, signalling to him that he had succeeded. The smaller saiyan would no doubt be in a good mood when she she woke up, though, not if she found herself all alone, bloody and beaten in the middle of nowhere.
"Think we should head back to capsule corp, now, huh buddy?" Goku asked the unconscious saiyan, picking her up and cradling her in one arm.
"..."
"Fine... don't answer me..." He pouted, raising two fingers to his forehead and searching for Bulma's familiar ki.
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"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Bulma screamed as Goku appeared infront of her, very suddenly, by the use of his instant transmition technique. "AAAAAAAh!!! GOKU!!!!"
"Shhh.." Goku replied, lifting his index finger to his lip. "Be quiet, Vegeta fell asleep.." He continued, motioning to the load in his other arm
"Ah?" Bulma blinked, looking at the sleepy saiyan princess. "Well, it'd be best to wake Veg' up anyway..." She scowled. "I don't want hi-ah, her-him- uh... up all night"
"Well... okay!" Goku grinned. "Though I'm sure even if he does wake up he won't feel like moving! I think I beat him pretty bad... he's all squishy, too."
"Hehe! That's funny Goku." Bulma giggled at the squishy comment. "Of course he-she's squishy!"
"Anyway.." Bulma shrugged, changing the subject. "I need to run some tests with Vegeta... -but that'll be after lunch, which should be ready in a couple of minutes!" Bulma commented, looking a little uneasy. "Gosh I hope it tastes okay... this time."
"I'm sure whatever you cook will be fine!!!" Goku answered quickly, a bead of sweat running down the side of his face with his lie. As a scientist, Bulma was experimental by nature. Most of her creations, like those in her lab, ended in disaster. To top that, she came up with so many ideas that any success she did have was never repeated.
"That's sweet of you Goku..." Bulma smiled, before turning round. "You wake that Dr. Jeckel up, while I get some plates, k..?" She asked, starting to head down the hall.
"Bulma, what's a Dr. Jackal?" Goku asked, staring at her in confusion.
The blue haired scientist turned around and sweatdropped. "I don't know how you never heard of him..."
"Well.. I don't meet these fancy doctors every day, like you, Bulma.." The saiyan stated.
"Right... of course.." Bulma replied sarcastically, turning back round and heading in the direction of the kitchen.
"...hmn... you know, maybe I have met him, and that's why Bulma's being so silly.." He said to himself, before looking at the load in his arm. "Hey, 'Geta... 'Geta, it's time to wake up..." He poked her nose with his finger. "Hey..."
After a momentary assault, the saiyan princess slowly opened her eyes. "Nn??? Carrots?"
"Carrots?" Goku sweatdropped, ceasing the poking. He thought for a moment, then laughed slightly. "Yes, it's me, carrots!"
"Dancing carrots..." Vegeta frowned, closing her eyes once more.
"...you sure must have weird dreams, 'Geta." Goku noted, then raised his voice a little as he noticed the saiyan princess had drifted off again. "Hey! Quit zoning out on me!"
"Huh?" Vegeta asked, opening her eyes and this time looking more awake. "K'karot?"
"Ding... yes I'm Kakarot." The taller saiyan replied, smiling as he noticed the other saiyan was awake.
"!!!" Vegeta's eyes shot wide at this, she stopped breathing and stared at him.
".. Vegeta?"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHH!!!!" The woman screamed, jumping out of the tall saiyan's arms and stumbling back a few meters. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
"Vegeta are you okay? Did you have a nightmare??"
"YES!!!" The princes replied, an angry scowl etching across her face. "It started as soon as I saw YOU!!!" She growled, slightly jittery.
"Aw.. don't be such a poo-wart." Goku laughed, rubbing his now free arm. "Come on, Bulma's made lunch.."
"Oh god it IS a nightmare!!" Vegeta's eyes widened, looking around herself nervously.
"..."
"..."
"Vegeta, you're awake." Goku stated, lowering his eyelids boredly.
"Uhuh, and why should I trust you, Kakarot--- or should I say, CARROT KING!!" Vegeta shouted, pointing a finger at the taller saiyan.
"...I'm a carrot-king in your dreams?" Goku asked, slightly interested in the mad context.
"Yes! You are!!!"
"... and who are you?"
"I'm the Vegetable King." Vegeta replied, proudly. "King of all Vegetables and related products."
"Is there a Burger King, too?" Goku asked, cracking a smile.
".." Vegeta scowled at the man. "That's not funny."
"Really, 'cuz... I thought it was." Goku replied smugly, before starting down the hallway. "Now, seriously, is there a Burger King?"
"..well..." Vegeta replied shyly. "Yes, there is a Burger King in my dreams..."
"Who is he?" Goku asked, cluelessly.
"Baka. Shows what you know- Burger King is a fast-food restaurant."
"Why are you talking about Burger King!!" A voice then called accusingly from the kitchen. "You're not planning on ditching me, are you!?" Bulma demanded.
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"I have to admit, Bulma, that was the best thing you've cooked in ages!!!" Goku said honestly, licking a smudge of cheese from the side of his mouth. "You sure should make that one again... I swear..." He praised.
"Oh stop buttering her up." Vegeta sneered, noticing the appraisal happening at the other end of the table. "Woman, what Kakarot is TRYING to say, is that the meal was... edible."
"It was gorgeous! Don't try and put her down just because you're jealous of her skills, Vegeta!" Goku teased the princes, grinning wickedly.
"HA!" Vegeta let out a curt laugh, turning her head to the side, away from everybody else.
Everybody else that was, save for the very young Bura, who had taken the courtesy to both join them for some near-solid food, and to chuck said food in the princess' face as soon as she had a chance.
"..."
"I'd say you had that coming from the start, Vegeta." Goku noted the other saiyan's bad luck, feeling a little sorry for her.
"Well... look at mommy's little warrior!" Bulma giggled, congratulating Bura and inadvertently planting the seed for her to want to be bad. "Her aim's so great!" She giggled, then added. "And, she didn't attack when Vegeta's back was turned, an honourable trait if I do say so." She teased.
Bura squealed and giggled, grabbing a hand-full of goop and then chucking it at the doorway. As if on cue it splattered onto young Trunks' face as he walked around the corner.
"...at least I'm not the only one." Vegeta growled. Having the same thing happen to her, she barely found it at-all amusing that Trunks had shared her mucky fate.
Trunks pulled a funny face as he wiped the gunk off his face. "Ew... that stuff tastes bad..." He noted. As soon as he'd cleaned his face enough to open his eyes, another fistful of the goop sailed into his face.
Bura giggled at the increase of mess on her brother's face. She clapped for the funny man that had thrown the goopy stuff.
Goku grinned, almost evilly, his hand covered in a light layer of goop. He'd had the urge to, strangely, pull a prank. Still with the grin on his face, he turned to Vegeta, only to find that she was not at all amused, like he had expected.
Silence reigned for a moment, not even Bura making a noise as Vegeta's eyes flashed with... severe disrespect for the taller saiyan, and heavy disappointment. Goku's grin dropped in a millisecond, and he felt bad... really, really bad.
To add to the load, Vegeta stood up, heading out the door and up the stairs, Goku following her quickly, while Trunks and Bulma stood there in confusion.
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"Vegeta! I'm sorry!" Goku called as he raced behind the pacing princess, trying to get through to her. "I didn't know- I didn't know it'd hurt anyone- especially you! Please! Believe me! I'll never do anything like that ever again!" He pleaded.
Vegeta hastily stormed into her room, slamming the door in his face.
"Please!!! I'm really sorry- I'll make it up to you I swear! I apologise! I'll make it up to Trunks too- please, please forgive me!!!" He asked.
"Moron" He heard through the door.
"Pl-please! Please forgive me... I didn't know it was so bad- I just- I felt- please Vegeta! I- I couldn't- I'll make it up to both you and Trunks, I swear!"
A moment passed, before the door opened. The woman inside was furious, her face contorted in a snarl. "This isn't about Trunks!!!" She hissed, anger in her voice.
"It's no- wha..?" Goku asked, confused.
"I said this isn't about Trunks! No! This is about you. YOU YOU YOU. You've been a complete and utter JERK all day!!!"
"I...." Goku frowned, then started off into the distance. "I don't understand..." He asked, his voice quiet. He looked Vegeta sadly in the eyes.
"All day! You've treated me like dirt, on purpose, and you know it!" She bristled, stepping up to him and snarling. "All the little subtle COMMENTS and DIGS! You're not as innocent as you look! You've been ticking me off on purpose- how dare you go as far as to use my son in your stupid little game!"
"Vegeta, please calm down!" Goku asked, grabbing her by the shoulders. "You're not making sense!"
"Don't touch me!!!" The princess shouted, her aura momentarily blasting to super saiyan, sending Goku tumbling back. "I told you not to touch me!"
--- The saiyan male huffed lightly, before laying a hand on the princess' shoulder, ready to start.
"DON'T TOUCH ME!!!" Came the indignant cry from beneath him. ---
Goku stared in shock as the echo rolled through his mind. -Was... was she really angry about that? It seemed such a trivial thing to the larger saiyan, something he could barely understand. Though, within a second, he decided to respect it.
The tall male lowered his head, looking at his hands. "I-I'm sorry, for touching you..." He said, sincerely.
"Is that all you have to say?" A voice sneered.
Goku looked up in shock to see the other saiyan just as angry, perhaps even angrier than before.
"What?" He asked, feeling lost.
"You heard me, you freak!" Vegeta hissed, her shoulders riding. "Thanks to you, I've had one of the worst days of my life!!! I wake up like THIS, get beamed in the side of my head by your hellcat of a wife- you beat me, AGAIN - you have you audacy to tie me down and TOUCH me" She snarled, as if this was an even worse crime. "And then... then the worst of all... you won't shut your stupid big mouth! Teasing me every five seconds with your leers, your looks and your STUPID little sinister comments! I used to respect you- but now you're stooping low! Just as low as ME!" She hissed, stepping forward and using her height to impersonate him... which, albeit wasn 't much from standing level, but looked a lot more when sitting on the floor.
"Vegeta I-" Goku started again, only to receive a quick slap to the side of his face, making him cry out sharply in pain. The saiyan princess then picked him up by the collar, teeth snarling and gnashing in his face as she spoke.
"You must think it's so funny that I'm like this! Stuck in this stupid body- you must think I'm weak! I'm not weak, I'm never weak! So you better shut your smart mouth before it gets you into trouble.
"Vegeta- I don't know what you're talking abou-"
Vegeta hissed, thrusting her arm forward and smacking his head into the wall, enjoying the taste of revenge as he cried out in pain. "Don't try that with me, I know your little game!!"
"Noo..." Goku growled, momentarily, after regaining his senses back. "No... you don't... because there is no game, Vegeta!" He raised his voice, standing back up, his eyes flickering aqua in a sort of warning. He didn't really want to have to bring this to a fight, especially with how tired he was from their earlier combat, but he had to be ready in case Vegeta did something drastic.
"That's so strange, when you're still playing it!!" Vegeta growled, jumping forward, launching herself into SSJ, her fist aimed for the other saiyans face.
The fist which Goku grabbed as without second thought he teleported them to a safer, secluded place. He transformed himself directly into his second stage.
And Vegeta followed suit, before thrusting her other fist towards the saiyan, which he also caught.
"You're going to pay!" Vegeta growled, eyes narrowed. She quickly kneed the tall saiyan in the stomach, jumping back to power-up to her max.
She was surprised when the other saiyan mimicked, then surpassed her, jumping into his third level and staring her down.
"Stop this now, Vegeta. You don't have to get so emotional" He demanded, eyes widening with his discomfort of the situation.
For whatever reason. Vegeta growled. "There you go again! You freak! You never learn when to shut up, do you!"
The confusion, the senseless anger... Goku snapped. He darted forward at inhaman speed, slapping the princess across the face. Her head snapped the the side roughly, and she started to fall.
The saiyan male watched for a second, before his eyes widened with realisation. Quickly, he grabbed the dazed princess before she could hit the ground. Vegeta had dropped out of super-saiyan form and was staring distantly, her eyes blank.
Goku also dropped his form. He felt really, REALLY bad now. He'd just given into another urge- the urge to slap Vegeta round the side of the face, to show her how she was wrong, though... he now saw...
However unintentionally... he had been egging Vegeta on, he realised, with things like this, all day. Though, he didn't realise to what extent he had been doing it, until Vegeta told him her real woe, and until the shock passed many hours later.
"b-being a woman sucks... I wanna' ch-change back already..." The princess whispered, like a lost child, shivering against Goku's chest. "I wanna' change back.. p-please Kakarot... I dn- dn feel right...p-please..."
The tall saiyan's eyes widened in shock, darting over the other's now obviously altered visage in shock. "Ve-Vegeta?"
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Nekoni: YIPPEEE! Go me! Another 5000 words!!!
Vegetto: That's smaller than your first chapter... you know.
Nekoni: :pouts: yuh, I know... I guess I lost a little enthusiasm for this chapter through the time I didn't have a laptop to type it on- you know, I lost touch with the style.
Vegetto: Yes, this chapter is a little more morbid than the previous two... was that planned?
Nekoni: Nope! It just... advanced there. I needed somewhere for Goku to have his 'realisation' - I hope you guys can tell... through the fic, Goku always referred to Vegeta as 'he' - he's pretty unobservant =D
Vegetto: I guess that's enough of an answer...
Nekoni: A few more notes before we leave... beyond 'I've got a bad tummy ache' --- I'd like to thank ALL YOU KIND PEOPLE who've reviewed- and who are planning to review after reading my yapping, for, uh, reviewing! Reviews really help me get back into things- especially when they have suggestions in 'em - on that note, I am very very low on inspiration for the next chapter... hehe, ya' get the hint?
Vegetto: Huh?
Nekoni: :pats Jitto on the head: SLOW and steady wins the race.
Vegetto: :deathglare:
Nekoni: Eheheh... wow, I guess this is it!!! See everybody in chapter FOUR, okay?
Vegetto: :still glaring: You and I are going to have a little TALK Nekoni.
Vegetto: :nosy: how's it not your fault?
Nekoni: :sweatdrops: I like to write on a laptop. My mom took the only avaliable one. She's just started writing a book...
Vegetto: Oh... wait! :looks at the laptop situated on Nekoni's lap: ---ah
Nekoni: This is my nan's... it has no A drive but I discovered it has a network card, so it'll do =). Anyway! On to the long awaited chapter three! Or at-least says me!
Vegetto: And me! I've been waitin----
Nekoni: ... =D
Vegetto: :pauses: Was that out-loud?
Chapter Genre: Humor/Romance
Chapter Rating: PG- for Vegeta-language
Chapter Pairings: Still no pairingness popping up.
Chapter Warnings: ... Listen to your Veggies.
Ore wa Hime!
Chapter 1 – In escence, he's Vegeta
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Vegeta was standing alone in a large, dusty desert. Her nose was turned skyward, face turned harsh with what appeared to be both deep contemplation and a little longing.
'Where is he!!!' The prince, turned princess, bristled in her mind, watching with hatred as a single bunny shaped cloud drifted overhead. 'I've been waiting here a good half hour! He should have come running as soon as I arrived here! It's around our usual sparing time! That yarou!!!' She cursed, scanning the horizon and flaring her ki, as to say 'you stupid empty headed idiot where the hell are you I'm still here waiting and you don't even show and you smell funny!' ... more or less.
After a few more minutes, almost every hair on her head was prickled up as she seethed with anger. In one split second she launched herself into the air and in the direction of the Son residence, her ki leaving a stretched out trail behind her.
'I'm gonna' kick his ass SO bad he wished he didn't HAVE an ass!' She growled to herself, and many other things of the likes on her 2 minute super-sonic trip.
'-stupid excuse for a saiyan.. complete bast- here we go.' Vegeta narrowed her eyes as she approached the woodland seclude. She landed about ten meters in front of the house, walking up to it, and with every step building anger and going redder and redder in the face.
Deep breath. Deep breath. Very deep breath. This was not to calm, no no, it was to get enough oxygen for- "KAAAAAAAAAAAAAKAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOTTTTTT"
-a shout so loud and angry the glass windows of the little house rattled, and birds in the nearby trees fled, and Piccolo, who lived about 2 miles away and had those big pointy ears, cringed in pain.
"..."
"What was that?" A female voice asked from inside the house, sounding very confused at Vegeta's almost unintelligible shout.
"Hmn... it sounded like a moose." A recognisable male voice replied, with a slight giggling.
"eee!" The female voice, ChiChi, squeaked. "I don't like large animals!!" She complained.
"Oy! Oy!" Goku's voice again. "Don't push me like that... jee Chi! I'm not dressed yet... besides, it sounded like a person. You should probably answer the door."
By this point, Vegeta had calmed down considerably, and was instead almost giggling at the two, her ear pressed against the door. She wasn't used to the strange tones of conversation, and found it amusing. In the past, she'd always been secretly amused when they argued, biting her lip to keep from looking it.
"...I don't think it's a moose, really Chi!" Goku's voice, complained. Vegeta could hear a lot of thumping, pushing and shoving going on. "It sounded like a girl-scout! Not a moose!"
"GOKU!" ChiChi shouted, clearly getting annoyed. "There's no girl-scouts even in this district! Besides! How would YOU know what a moose sounds like!?"
"Ah... Chi, don't be silly! A moose goes 'OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH'"
Vegeta raised an eyebrow at the door. What the hell kind of sound was that?
"Goku! Where did you hear that?"
"Nature channel." Goku grinned.
Vegeta rolled her eyes... the nut.
"And do you know WHY that's the only place I've heard it? There ARE no mooses round here." He said, slyly.
".... ... Oh you're giving me a headache." ChiChi acted, letting it out as a sigh.
"Chi-"
"ALL RIGHT I'M GOING!!!" The woman shouted, suddenly angry. She stomped rapidly down the stairs and towards the front door.
Vegeta listened carefully, too interested to realise what would happen next. She raised her eyes upwards, following the footsteps of the angry woman as she came closer and closer, then stopped. As the door handle turned, the realisation struck the princess...
...full force in the side of the head!
"SHIT!" Vegeta cursed, the wood splintering on her head, but not without dealing her quite a lot of pain. "A-aaah!!!!!"
"..? Vegeta?" ChiChi asked, poking her head around the door, obviously recognising the voice. "I'm sorry, did that- AHHHH!"
Vegeta glared up at the other woman, slightly confused as to her startled sound.
"I'm sorry! Are you okay miss?" The bun-haired woman was bending down, dusting her off. "I seriously didn't mean to hit you with the door-!"
"I'm fine!" The princes growled, even as she shook off the helping hands and struggled to stand up. Her head spun and there looked like there were three ChiChi's - which was strange, because she knew double-vision should only give her two. "...Why are there three of you?" She voiced in confusion.
"Oh no! You must have a concussion!!! I really should be gentler when I open the door!" ChiChi berated herself, supporting Vegeta and leading her into the kitchen.
"ChiChi? What's going on down there???" Goku's voice called from the top of the stairs.
"You stay out of it!" ChiChi shouted back. Vegeta winced at the pain it sent through her over-receptive brain. "You'll only make things worse!!!"
'She's one to talk..." Vegeta thought sarcastically, before shaking her head. Her vision slowly returning to normal.
"Should I get you an ice pack or something?" ChiChi offered, turning her concern back to her victim/patient.
"No, I'll be fine in a second..." Vegeta growled, rubbing the small bump near her ear. "I came here to get beaten silly anyway." She added seriously.
"Listen young lady..." ChiChi reprimanded her. "I'm sorry for what I did- there's no need to get sarcastic on me!" She said, hands planting themselves on their hips.
".." Vegeta stared at her, eyes slightly widened in confusion."... and I thought you knew who I was..."
"What?" ChiChi asked, taken aback. "Should I know you? ..then again, you do look familiar. You're not one of Goku's friends are you!?" She accused, pointing her finger at the princess.
"Oh, well yes." Vegeta said, flippantly, trying not to smirk. "He and I are very close."
"....HOW close..." ChiChi said, her eyes narrowed slightly.
Vegeta looked at her, amused, before catching the other woman's train of thought. "N-not THAT close!!!" She gagged, bringing her hand to her mouth as if to catch any bile that escaped at the thought. "We spar."
"You spar?" ChiChi asked, looking confused. "You can't be any stronger than ME--- how can you spar with my Goku!?" She deducted.
"Oh don't flatter yourself." Vegeta rolled her eyes. "Here's your second clue- we spar every day. If you choose not to believe it, I can just be Miss Mysterious and let you look stupid in your next gossip with Bulma- ah yes, that was your third clue." Vegeta joked.
"..."
"Well??"
"VEGETA!??" ChiChi screamed, her eyes bugging out of her head.
"Bingo." The saiyan replied coolly.
"-aa--ah-" The other woman was unable to articulate. As if on cue, ChiChi's eyes rolled to the back of her head, and she fainted dead on the floor.
"..whoops..." Vegeta sweatdropped, looking at the out-cold woman. "I overdid it.. but that was fun! I can't wait to do that to Kakarot!!"
"Would that be a new tecnique, or what, Vegeta?" Goku's voice asked. Vegeta looked over her left shoulder to see the other saiyan grinning at her. "AHHH"
"AHHH" Goku mimicked, pulling a silly face.
"When did you get there!!!" Vegeta demanded, jumping away from the other saiyan.
"I donno... what time did ChiChi faint?" Goku responded, cheerfully.
"So you're saying - 'I've been here 11 seconds'?'" Vegeta asked, sarcastically, getting more of a grip on herself.
".. 12... 13... 14..." Goku counted as a few more seconds ticked by.
"What are you doing?" Vegeta sweatdropped.
"17- counting in case you ask again -19 -ah no! 18! 21! Aw dang!!" Goku huffed, loosing his concentration.
Vegeta smirked at this. "Anyway..." She said, changing the subject. "Do you know who I am?" She asked, smugly.
"..Why, did you forget, 'Geta?" Goku asked, curiously, tilting his head to the side.
"NO!" Vegeta answered, quickly. She then near-pouted. "How did you know it was me?"
"Well jee, DUH!" Goku responded, lowering his eyebrows.
" 'Well jee duh' didn't answer my question." Vegeta grated angrily.
"You're weird." Goku noted. "Alright, here's how I could tell it was you- you look like Vegeta, sound like Vegeta, smell like Vegeta, act like Vegeta, probably TASTE like Vegeta -but-I-m-not-gonna-try, and you have the same KI as Vegeta. One could say, in essence, you are Vegeta ---or one VERY good clone." He noted to himself, eyes narrowing momentarily in thought before darting back to the princess. "Which you're not... right?"
"..so... you know it's me..?" Vegeta asked tentively, before scowling. "Damn! That spoils my fun!!"
"You sure are acting weird today, 'Geta!" Goku laughed.
"Don't call me that." The woman sighed.
"Alright, alright." Goku gave in. "Anyways. Sorry for keeping you waiting- I ah..." He blushed in embarrassment, covering it up by bending down and lifting up his wife. "I fell asleep with gum in my mouth last night and've spent the last 3 hours, in the bath, cleaning out of my hair..." He admitted, setting her down on the sofa, and turning back to the other saiyan.
"Just the idiotic thing you tend to do." The princess commented. "You could've just cut your hair. "It would've grown back within hours."
"Believe me, I couldn't... I would've taken half my scalp off with it." Goku winced, shrugging. "Anyways. Why don't we start our sparring session, ne? I think we've got three or four hours until lunch time. If you feel like it, we can carry on, or hang out after lunch."
"I refuse to 'hang out' with you- especially in my current condition." Vegeta growled.
"...That's what you always say, 'Geta!" Goku laughed. He then yipped as Vegeta's fist made contact with his cheek.
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"If you go easy on me.." Vegeta warned, dropping into a fighting stance on the dusty ground. "Then there'll be HELL to pay."
"Haha... well, you of ALL people should know.... I've..." Goku paused for suspense. "-Been there! Done that" He joked, teasing the other saiyan effectively.
Vegeta sneered and launched herself at the taller saiyan, her fist brought forward to try and smash his face in. As with any un-planned frontal attack, Goku easily dodged.
"Bought the T-shirt too!!" He added, springing round the back of the princess and spiralling a distance away.
Within a split second, Vegeta had flipped herself in the air and was coming in once again on the attack.
This time she feinted with her fist, catching Goku's attention while her knee sailed unseen into his chin.
"Ah!!!"
"Teaches you!" Vegeta huffed, settling her leg down as the other saiyan rubbed away the blood dribbling from his mouth. "And look!" She taunted. "You're bleeding already! What happened? Did you forget to power up this morning? Maybe I should be the one going easy on you." She offered.
"Oaw.." The other saiyan pouted. "I'm not sure what hurt more- your insult or your punch."
"I am well trained in the two." Vegeta boasted, raising her chin a little.
"Yeah yeah..." Goku replied, dropping into his fighting stance. "Enough with the warm-up. Lets play!!!" He shouted, fazing forward in his own frontal attack, his forehead smashing into the other saiyan's and starting their battle.
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"Ow."
"Aw don't be such a big baby." Goku pouted, leaning on a tree next to Vegeta. The saiyan princes was pouting at the amount of pain she was receiving from her back.
"You're one to -ah! Call ME a baby!" Vegeta growled in response, adjusting herself once again against the harsh bark. "DAMN IT!" She cursed, sitting away from the tree only to cry out in pain and fall back once she realised how painful her rear-end was too. "Ow."
"You told me not to go easy on you.." Goku scolded her, looking slightly sorry.
"Yeah, well, I didn't ask you to go super saiyan THREE on me!" Vegeta replied in a low hiss.
"... I really didn't mean to." Goku apologised, looking away.
"Yeah well, intentions never work out without some self-control." Vegeta stated, glaring at the grassy meadow before them.
During their sparing session, the two saiyans had felt the need to give 100 percent against each other. This was hardly a rare occurrence, and frequently would end in Vegeta being beaten so badly he couldn't spar for the next three days while he healed, and Goku winning but feeling terribly bad for what he'd done to the prince.
After their match, they found the nearest shady spot, around 5 kilometres away from where they'd fought, and rested until they had the energy to fly to capsulecorp.
"Ow."
"I- I'm sorry!!!" Goku repeated for the fifteenth million time.
"Ow."
"Damn it!!!" The taller saiyan cursed, moving so he faced towards the princess. "Get on your stomach, Vegeta." He commanded.
"What?" Vegeta asked, in her confusion sitting up a bit and thus sending more pain through her body. "OOOWWW!!"
"Come on!" Goku huffed, guiding the princess onto her stomach on the ground.
"What are you doing!?" Vegeta asked indignantly as he did so. "Let go of me right this second."
"God Vegeta don't struggle!" Goku complained, removing his hands from her. "Listen to me, you'll enjoy this... just don't kick and bite and stuff otherwise you'll do yourself more damage, okay?" The taller saiyan requested, working his fingers slightly under the waist of Vegeta's armour and pushing it off of her.
"..." A bead of sweat ran down the side of Vegeta's face. "Why are you undressing me." She asked, in monotone.
"I'm not, really."
"...y-yes you are..." Vegeta stated, seriously confused and slightly fearful. "You're undressing me!"
"No, I'm not, you're not even WEARING a dress. Now don't argue with me!" Goku demanded, chucking the damaged saiyan armor to the side.
"Don't you fucking tease me..." She hissed, foully, levering herself up a bit only to suddenly feel restrained. She looked to her wrists to see golden ki rings around both of them. "..!"
"You've got to stay still or you'll end up pulling even more muscles." The male saiyan commanded while Vegeta stared with hatred at the dirt.
"Release me... you third class kusotare!" She hissed, the hairs on the back of her neck visibly prickling, causing Goku to sigh. "Please, calm down Vegeta..."
"GO TO HELL!!!" Was the only reply he got.
The saiyan male huffed lightly, before laying a hand on the princess' shoulder, ready to start.
"DON'T TOUCH ME!!!" Came the indignant cry from beneath him. It was so hard that he almost removed his hand, almost gave up.
'no' Goku frowned, starting to massage the prone form beneath him. 'Vegeta needs this... he'll see.'
The first five minutes was nothing but a string of long, complicated curses. Vegeta listed, with vibrant imagery, the many things she'd do to the saiyan once she could lay her hands on him. Much to his surprise, most of them involved him losing his masculinity in varied ways. Lucky for him, he tuned out most of the words.
However, after about 8 minutes, the tenseness began to leave Vegeta's muscles, a type of exhaustion and pleasure settling over her.
By the fifteenth minute, the princess was purring, close to sleep.
And by the twentieth minute of the almost sensual massage, Vegeta was nothing by a dormant pile of saiyan mush under Goku's hands.
The tall saiyan smiled as he heard Vegeta's first light snore, signalling to him that he had succeeded. The smaller saiyan would no doubt be in a good mood when she she woke up, though, not if she found herself all alone, bloody and beaten in the middle of nowhere.
"Think we should head back to capsule corp, now, huh buddy?" Goku asked the unconscious saiyan, picking her up and cradling her in one arm.
"..."
"Fine... don't answer me..." He pouted, raising two fingers to his forehead and searching for Bulma's familiar ki.
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"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Bulma screamed as Goku appeared infront of her, very suddenly, by the use of his instant transmition technique. "AAAAAAAh!!! GOKU!!!!"
"Shhh.." Goku replied, lifting his index finger to his lip. "Be quiet, Vegeta fell asleep.." He continued, motioning to the load in his other arm
"Ah?" Bulma blinked, looking at the sleepy saiyan princess. "Well, it'd be best to wake Veg' up anyway..." She scowled. "I don't want hi-ah, her-him- uh... up all night"
"Well... okay!" Goku grinned. "Though I'm sure even if he does wake up he won't feel like moving! I think I beat him pretty bad... he's all squishy, too."
"Hehe! That's funny Goku." Bulma giggled at the squishy comment. "Of course he-she's squishy!"
"Anyway.." Bulma shrugged, changing the subject. "I need to run some tests with Vegeta... -but that'll be after lunch, which should be ready in a couple of minutes!" Bulma commented, looking a little uneasy. "Gosh I hope it tastes okay... this time."
"I'm sure whatever you cook will be fine!!!" Goku answered quickly, a bead of sweat running down the side of his face with his lie. As a scientist, Bulma was experimental by nature. Most of her creations, like those in her lab, ended in disaster. To top that, she came up with so many ideas that any success she did have was never repeated.
"That's sweet of you Goku..." Bulma smiled, before turning round. "You wake that Dr. Jeckel up, while I get some plates, k..?" She asked, starting to head down the hall.
"Bulma, what's a Dr. Jackal?" Goku asked, staring at her in confusion.
The blue haired scientist turned around and sweatdropped. "I don't know how you never heard of him..."
"Well.. I don't meet these fancy doctors every day, like you, Bulma.." The saiyan stated.
"Right... of course.." Bulma replied sarcastically, turning back round and heading in the direction of the kitchen.
"...hmn... you know, maybe I have met him, and that's why Bulma's being so silly.." He said to himself, before looking at the load in his arm. "Hey, 'Geta... 'Geta, it's time to wake up..." He poked her nose with his finger. "Hey..."
After a momentary assault, the saiyan princess slowly opened her eyes. "Nn??? Carrots?"
"Carrots?" Goku sweatdropped, ceasing the poking. He thought for a moment, then laughed slightly. "Yes, it's me, carrots!"
"Dancing carrots..." Vegeta frowned, closing her eyes once more.
"...you sure must have weird dreams, 'Geta." Goku noted, then raised his voice a little as he noticed the saiyan princess had drifted off again. "Hey! Quit zoning out on me!"
"Huh?" Vegeta asked, opening her eyes and this time looking more awake. "K'karot?"
"Ding... yes I'm Kakarot." The taller saiyan replied, smiling as he noticed the other saiyan was awake.
"!!!" Vegeta's eyes shot wide at this, she stopped breathing and stared at him.
".. Vegeta?"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHH!!!!" The woman screamed, jumping out of the tall saiyan's arms and stumbling back a few meters. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
"Vegeta are you okay? Did you have a nightmare??"
"YES!!!" The princes replied, an angry scowl etching across her face. "It started as soon as I saw YOU!!!" She growled, slightly jittery.
"Aw.. don't be such a poo-wart." Goku laughed, rubbing his now free arm. "Come on, Bulma's made lunch.."
"Oh god it IS a nightmare!!" Vegeta's eyes widened, looking around herself nervously.
"..."
"..."
"Vegeta, you're awake." Goku stated, lowering his eyelids boredly.
"Uhuh, and why should I trust you, Kakarot--- or should I say, CARROT KING!!" Vegeta shouted, pointing a finger at the taller saiyan.
"...I'm a carrot-king in your dreams?" Goku asked, slightly interested in the mad context.
"Yes! You are!!!"
"... and who are you?"
"I'm the Vegetable King." Vegeta replied, proudly. "King of all Vegetables and related products."
"Is there a Burger King, too?" Goku asked, cracking a smile.
".." Vegeta scowled at the man. "That's not funny."
"Really, 'cuz... I thought it was." Goku replied smugly, before starting down the hallway. "Now, seriously, is there a Burger King?"
"..well..." Vegeta replied shyly. "Yes, there is a Burger King in my dreams..."
"Who is he?" Goku asked, cluelessly.
"Baka. Shows what you know- Burger King is a fast-food restaurant."
"Why are you talking about Burger King!!" A voice then called accusingly from the kitchen. "You're not planning on ditching me, are you!?" Bulma demanded.
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"I have to admit, Bulma, that was the best thing you've cooked in ages!!!" Goku said honestly, licking a smudge of cheese from the side of his mouth. "You sure should make that one again... I swear..." He praised.
"Oh stop buttering her up." Vegeta sneered, noticing the appraisal happening at the other end of the table. "Woman, what Kakarot is TRYING to say, is that the meal was... edible."
"It was gorgeous! Don't try and put her down just because you're jealous of her skills, Vegeta!" Goku teased the princes, grinning wickedly.
"HA!" Vegeta let out a curt laugh, turning her head to the side, away from everybody else.
Everybody else that was, save for the very young Bura, who had taken the courtesy to both join them for some near-solid food, and to chuck said food in the princess' face as soon as she had a chance.
"..."
"I'd say you had that coming from the start, Vegeta." Goku noted the other saiyan's bad luck, feeling a little sorry for her.
"Well... look at mommy's little warrior!" Bulma giggled, congratulating Bura and inadvertently planting the seed for her to want to be bad. "Her aim's so great!" She giggled, then added. "And, she didn't attack when Vegeta's back was turned, an honourable trait if I do say so." She teased.
Bura squealed and giggled, grabbing a hand-full of goop and then chucking it at the doorway. As if on cue it splattered onto young Trunks' face as he walked around the corner.
"...at least I'm not the only one." Vegeta growled. Having the same thing happen to her, she barely found it at-all amusing that Trunks had shared her mucky fate.
Trunks pulled a funny face as he wiped the gunk off his face. "Ew... that stuff tastes bad..." He noted. As soon as he'd cleaned his face enough to open his eyes, another fistful of the goop sailed into his face.
Bura giggled at the increase of mess on her brother's face. She clapped for the funny man that had thrown the goopy stuff.
Goku grinned, almost evilly, his hand covered in a light layer of goop. He'd had the urge to, strangely, pull a prank. Still with the grin on his face, he turned to Vegeta, only to find that she was not at all amused, like he had expected.
Silence reigned for a moment, not even Bura making a noise as Vegeta's eyes flashed with... severe disrespect for the taller saiyan, and heavy disappointment. Goku's grin dropped in a millisecond, and he felt bad... really, really bad.
To add to the load, Vegeta stood up, heading out the door and up the stairs, Goku following her quickly, while Trunks and Bulma stood there in confusion.
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"Vegeta! I'm sorry!" Goku called as he raced behind the pacing princess, trying to get through to her. "I didn't know- I didn't know it'd hurt anyone- especially you! Please! Believe me! I'll never do anything like that ever again!" He pleaded.
Vegeta hastily stormed into her room, slamming the door in his face.
"Please!!! I'm really sorry- I'll make it up to you I swear! I apologise! I'll make it up to Trunks too- please, please forgive me!!!" He asked.
"Moron" He heard through the door.
"Pl-please! Please forgive me... I didn't know it was so bad- I just- I felt- please Vegeta! I- I couldn't- I'll make it up to both you and Trunks, I swear!"
A moment passed, before the door opened. The woman inside was furious, her face contorted in a snarl. "This isn't about Trunks!!!" She hissed, anger in her voice.
"It's no- wha..?" Goku asked, confused.
"I said this isn't about Trunks! No! This is about you. YOU YOU YOU. You've been a complete and utter JERK all day!!!"
"I...." Goku frowned, then started off into the distance. "I don't understand..." He asked, his voice quiet. He looked Vegeta sadly in the eyes.
"All day! You've treated me like dirt, on purpose, and you know it!" She bristled, stepping up to him and snarling. "All the little subtle COMMENTS and DIGS! You're not as innocent as you look! You've been ticking me off on purpose- how dare you go as far as to use my son in your stupid little game!"
"Vegeta, please calm down!" Goku asked, grabbing her by the shoulders. "You're not making sense!"
"Don't touch me!!!" The princess shouted, her aura momentarily blasting to super saiyan, sending Goku tumbling back. "I told you not to touch me!"
--- The saiyan male huffed lightly, before laying a hand on the princess' shoulder, ready to start.
"DON'T TOUCH ME!!!" Came the indignant cry from beneath him. ---
Goku stared in shock as the echo rolled through his mind. -Was... was she really angry about that? It seemed such a trivial thing to the larger saiyan, something he could barely understand. Though, within a second, he decided to respect it.
The tall male lowered his head, looking at his hands. "I-I'm sorry, for touching you..." He said, sincerely.
"Is that all you have to say?" A voice sneered.
Goku looked up in shock to see the other saiyan just as angry, perhaps even angrier than before.
"What?" He asked, feeling lost.
"You heard me, you freak!" Vegeta hissed, her shoulders riding. "Thanks to you, I've had one of the worst days of my life!!! I wake up like THIS, get beamed in the side of my head by your hellcat of a wife- you beat me, AGAIN - you have you audacy to tie me down and TOUCH me" She snarled, as if this was an even worse crime. "And then... then the worst of all... you won't shut your stupid big mouth! Teasing me every five seconds with your leers, your looks and your STUPID little sinister comments! I used to respect you- but now you're stooping low! Just as low as ME!" She hissed, stepping forward and using her height to impersonate him... which, albeit wasn 't much from standing level, but looked a lot more when sitting on the floor.
"Vegeta I-" Goku started again, only to receive a quick slap to the side of his face, making him cry out sharply in pain. The saiyan princess then picked him up by the collar, teeth snarling and gnashing in his face as she spoke.
"You must think it's so funny that I'm like this! Stuck in this stupid body- you must think I'm weak! I'm not weak, I'm never weak! So you better shut your smart mouth before it gets you into trouble.
"Vegeta- I don't know what you're talking abou-"
Vegeta hissed, thrusting her arm forward and smacking his head into the wall, enjoying the taste of revenge as he cried out in pain. "Don't try that with me, I know your little game!!"
"Noo..." Goku growled, momentarily, after regaining his senses back. "No... you don't... because there is no game, Vegeta!" He raised his voice, standing back up, his eyes flickering aqua in a sort of warning. He didn't really want to have to bring this to a fight, especially with how tired he was from their earlier combat, but he had to be ready in case Vegeta did something drastic.
"That's so strange, when you're still playing it!!" Vegeta growled, jumping forward, launching herself into SSJ, her fist aimed for the other saiyans face.
The fist which Goku grabbed as without second thought he teleported them to a safer, secluded place. He transformed himself directly into his second stage.
And Vegeta followed suit, before thrusting her other fist towards the saiyan, which he also caught.
"You're going to pay!" Vegeta growled, eyes narrowed. She quickly kneed the tall saiyan in the stomach, jumping back to power-up to her max.
She was surprised when the other saiyan mimicked, then surpassed her, jumping into his third level and staring her down.
"Stop this now, Vegeta. You don't have to get so emotional" He demanded, eyes widening with his discomfort of the situation.
For whatever reason. Vegeta growled. "There you go again! You freak! You never learn when to shut up, do you!"
The confusion, the senseless anger... Goku snapped. He darted forward at inhaman speed, slapping the princess across the face. Her head snapped the the side roughly, and she started to fall.
The saiyan male watched for a second, before his eyes widened with realisation. Quickly, he grabbed the dazed princess before she could hit the ground. Vegeta had dropped out of super-saiyan form and was staring distantly, her eyes blank.
Goku also dropped his form. He felt really, REALLY bad now. He'd just given into another urge- the urge to slap Vegeta round the side of the face, to show her how she was wrong, though... he now saw...
However unintentionally... he had been egging Vegeta on, he realised, with things like this, all day. Though, he didn't realise to what extent he had been doing it, until Vegeta told him her real woe, and until the shock passed many hours later.
"b-being a woman sucks... I wanna' ch-change back already..." The princess whispered, like a lost child, shivering against Goku's chest. "I wanna' change back.. p-please Kakarot... I dn- dn feel right...p-please..."
The tall saiyan's eyes widened in shock, darting over the other's now obviously altered visage in shock. "Ve-Vegeta?"
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Nekoni: YIPPEEE! Go me! Another 5000 words!!!
Vegetto: That's smaller than your first chapter... you know.
Nekoni: :pouts: yuh, I know... I guess I lost a little enthusiasm for this chapter through the time I didn't have a laptop to type it on- you know, I lost touch with the style.
Vegetto: Yes, this chapter is a little more morbid than the previous two... was that planned?
Nekoni: Nope! It just... advanced there. I needed somewhere for Goku to have his 'realisation' - I hope you guys can tell... through the fic, Goku always referred to Vegeta as 'he' - he's pretty unobservant =D
Vegetto: I guess that's enough of an answer...
Nekoni: A few more notes before we leave... beyond 'I've got a bad tummy ache' --- I'd like to thank ALL YOU KIND PEOPLE who've reviewed- and who are planning to review after reading my yapping, for, uh, reviewing! Reviews really help me get back into things- especially when they have suggestions in 'em - on that note, I am very very low on inspiration for the next chapter... hehe, ya' get the hint?
Vegetto: Huh?
Nekoni: :pats Jitto on the head: SLOW and steady wins the race.
Vegetto: :deathglare:
Nekoni: Eheheh... wow, I guess this is it!!! See everybody in chapter FOUR, okay?
Vegetto: :still glaring: You and I are going to have a little TALK Nekoni.