A/n: New chappie! I'm impressed with myself. I guess I missed writing this much! Read note the end of CH & Enjoy!
Warning(s): Sexual situations, adult content, profanity, abusive violence. Please mature readers only
Disclaimer: I don't OWN them…
Fame
"Well Bulma" 18 started. She and Chichi, as captain and co-captain of the cheerleading team, had decided to call a 'special' meeting with Bulma claiming there was some 'personal' issues they needed to take care of that couldn't be addressed in front of the whole team. 18 continued
"We understand you're a close friend of ours-"
"Very close" Chichi added. 18 gave her a look then continued
"But we're gonna talk straight honesty here. Chichi and I spoke the other day and we've decided we're not gonna let you be a part of the cheerleading team anymore. The reasons if you want to know-"
"Oh, that's ok" Bulma waved a hand in the air "it's not like I really wanted to be on the team. I mean" she furrowed her brows "I did say the only reason I tried out was because Vegeta and I made a deal, didn't I?" she asked. Chichi and 18 exchanged a suspicious look
"Really?" asked Chichi in awe. Bulma nodded with a smile
"Yeah. No offense, I think you guys are awesome! But it's just not my thing. I'm not like a really energetic, perky, happy-all-the-time kind of person not to mention most of these girls are quite…uh…immature?" she said. Both girls faked a laugh
"I know what you mean" Chichi rolled her eyes "Marla is always crying because she can never do the double flips" she said. Bulma furrowed her brows
"Well" she sounded confused "I thought it was because of her-"
"Left toenail? The one she broke when she was like six years old?" Chichi blew a raspberry "yeah she's been living with that excuse for ages. The truth, however, is she's fat and that's why she can't do a double flip. We're incorporating the triple flip this year. She's getting kicked out too. So don't feel bad-"
"Not at all" Bulma grinned at them "I can study better with practice time now free which is good" she said. 18 nodded
"Yeah though I do have to ask you where'd you learn to do all the flips and all that?" she asked
"I used to be a gymnast-"
"A gymnast!" both girls said in unison. Bulma nodded
"Yeah but that was so ten years ago. I guess it carried on after I was done with it" she confessed. Chichi raised her brows
"Well that explains your unusual ability. I always wondered about it but I guess I never had the time to figure it out-" a door knock interrupted the girl's talking. Bulma looked at her watch then stood from the comfy couch inside her house's living room
"You'll have to excuse me but that's my man" she said. Chichi looked at her watch letting out a gasp
"Woa! Time has gone by so fast! I need to get home before Goku gets there. Practice must be over by now" she said standing from the couch as well. 18 had no option but to follow the two girls headed to the door. When Bulma opened the door the girls were taken aback. It was Vegeta. What was he doing at Bulma's place after practice?
"Hey" Bulma greeted leaning in for a sweet kiss "I thought practice was over at two" she said looking at her watch which read one fifteen. Vegeta shrugged
"They let us out early. What are they doing here?" he looked at Chichi and 18. Chichi smiled at him while 18 refused to meet his eye
"Well hello there Vegeta. I see you and your neighbor are getting along pretty well" said Chichi with sarcasm. Vegeta nod his head at her, one of those greetings he gave to football players on the team he didn't know but had seen before. Chichi walked out the door with 18 following close behind her. Vegeta walked in the couple entangling their hands together as he settled
"It was great to see you Bulma. Take care and watch out for Vegeta here. Don't take him to your room if you don't want to go all the way" 18 winked her eye at her "right veggie?" she teased. Vegeta frowned at her
"Who the hell-"
"Thanks 18 I won't" she faked a giggle "I'll see you guys later" she closed the door on them before the girls had a chance to say anything
"That air-headed bitch! You shouldn't have cut me off! I would've-"
"You would've what?" Bulma cut off "Vegeta she's just kidding. It's not a big deal-"
"It is! That woman is always making those stupid comments-"
"So? Do you think when she talks she's actually saying something important?" Bulma asked as they stood before the living room facing one another. Vegeta frowned
"No-"
"Then why are we even wasting our times talking about it?" she stared at him. Vegeta opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out. Bulma smirked
"Come on. You've been gone for a long time and I need to kiss you" she kissed his cheek. The couple entered the living room and lay on the longer most comfortable sofa in the area which also happened to be the first one to be noticed as soon as walking in the house. Vegeta's back rested on the surface comfortably while Bulma had settled in between his legs an elbow propped up on his chest. She kissed him
"How was practice today?" she asked engaging in another well performed kiss. He entangled his fingers in her soft lazy hair as she continued to kiss the skin of his face gently drifting to his jaw line
"It was alright. I had to run three hundred yards before and after practice" he said. Bulma locked eyes with him
"That's bad. Does he know playoffs are less than a week away?" she asked running her socked foot through his calf smoothly. Vegeta fidgeted unclear for her to see. The feeling wasn't uncomfortable. It felt good…almost…too good
"He does" Vegeta tried to refocus "he said I was lacking concentration or some shit like that" he shook his head. Bulma furrowed her brows
"You were lacking concentration? Any particular reason why that might be?" she questioned but all she got back from him was a small careless shrug. She smirked
"Poor baby" she teased picking at his cheeks with her small fingers. Vegeta grabbed her hands
"Stop that" he ordered annoyed. Bulma giggled before they shared another kiss
"By the way I got kicked out of the cheerleading team" she said. Vegeta smirked at her indiscretion
"Why?" he asked feeling her small toes covered in the soft cotton fabric caress his tired calves. He fidgeted again. The action was making the lower part of his abs tingle
"I dunno" Bulma said oblivious to Vegeta's restlessness "I didn't even let them give me a reason. I'm just glad it's over with" she said. Vegeta shook his head
"I knew they would do that-"
"Do what?" Bulma asked running a hand down the lines that marked the strong yet slim muscles of his chest
"Kick you out" said Vegeta "those two are the snobbiest bitchiest women the world could have inborn"
"Stop" Bulma rolled her eyes "your negative thinking can bring bad karma around us" she warned. Vegeta raised a brow puzzled
"Karma? And what the hell is that?" he asked insensitively. His hands traveled down her back coming to a stop at the lower part of the spine. He lifted her shirt and caressed the skin there gently. Bulma tsked
"You have got to be kidding me you don't know what Karma is" she said. Vegeta shook his head. Just when she was about to answer Bulma's mom made her entrance to the house. Finding her daughter in such a compromising position was not appealing to her at all
"Bulma" the lady said her name once. Both Bulma and Vegeta turned to her. Her mother's expression was fuming
"Bulma can you come in the kitchen for a minute?" she asked leaving a few steps ahead of her. Bulma smiled turning to the sinister male below her who was now smirking
"I'll be back" she giggled getting off Vegeta
"You'll be back?" he grabbed her arm before she could leave making her giggle some more
"Shut up. Let go" she demanded leaning in for one more kiss
"I am so addicted" she whispered on his lips
"Me too" he kissed her again. Bulma smirked
"Smart ass"
"Witch" he called as they kissed again. Bulma got involved in the kiss…too involved…
"Bulma!" her mother exclaimed breaking their kiss
"Damn it!" she sighed frustrated "coming!" she shot then turned to Vegeta "I'll call you later" she said as Vegeta stood from the couch. The youngsters were up and of course they couldn't keep their lips off each other. Bulma embraced her arms around his neck as he held her close to him with his arms around her waist. Bulma's mother came out the kitchen
"Bulma!" she called irate breaking the couple's kiss again. Bulma frowned turning to her mother
"I said I was coming" she protested
"I don't have all day" her mother replied arrogantly. Bulma rolled her eyes facing Vegeta and giving him a quick peck
"I have to study so I'll call you late" Bulma said. Vegeta nodded
"I'm home after eight" he said never looking at Bulma's mother critical expression. With that he was out the door. Bulma faced her mother impatiently
"Of all the time you had yesterday and all the time you have today to talk to me you have to do it right now? This is absurd" Bulma complained. Her mother raised her finger at her
"Let me tell you something, young lady. This is a rich household and you will behave like a well educated daughter-"
"Mother please" Bulma scoffed "can you just explain yourself-"
"Do not disrespect me" her mother cut off "what were you thinking making out with that boy in our main living room, on our main couch? There are private places to do that first of all and the position you were in was disquieting-"
"Mom he's my boyfriend and this is my house as much as it is yours. I make out with him wherever I want-"
"You best hope your father doesn't hear about this. He is already livid and-"
"What are you saying? Are you…is dad not ok with me and Vegeta?" she asked curious. Her mother shut her eyes closed recognizing what a mistake it was to tell Bulma something like this
"That is not the point-"
"Sure it's not! Mom, look" Bulma breathed profoundly "I'm sorry you and dad disagree with him. I like him. I really do. I have a feeling I can be important in his life. I could be a reason for a change. I am not losing the chance of at least trying" she said. Her mother let out a sigh
"Bulma would you stop and listen to yourself? You have only gone out with this kid for two days. Two days honey! What do you know about him to say that? You don't even know if he's with another woman as we speak-"
"I guess I'll find out sooner or later. He hasn't given me a reason not to trust him. I think it's unfair to disbelieve" said Bulma. Bulma's mother cupped her face in her hand
"I don't want you to get hurt" she said. Bulma sighed
"Maybe I won't, maybe I will. Ican't tell. Whatever it is, though, I can handle it" she said confidently. Her mom embraced her in a warm hug
"I trust you can make the right choice…"
Meanwhile at Chichi's…
"…you are so funny. How was practice today?" Chichi asked casually as she and boyfriend Goku sat together on one of the sofas of her luxurious living room. Goku's arm was around her as she rested her head on his chest her hands tracing the designs of his shirt. Goku sighed
"It was fine. Vegeta had to run three hundred yards before and after practice" he shook his head in disbelief. Chichi locked eyes with him
"Oh really?" she was taken aback "why did he?" she asked. Goku shrugged his shoulders
"He looked distracted. He wasn't making the right throws and he wasn't running the whole yards. I don't know what was wrong with him but-"
"Oh I know!" Chichi blurted out. Goku furrowed his brows
"Why do you think?" he asked. Chichi scoffed
"Goku there is only one reason that can explain it. Bulma. It has to be Bulma" she said
"Bulma?" Goku questioned "what does she have to do with…ahh, I see. Bulma and Vegeta. BULMA AND VEGETA!" he shouted. Chichi nodded
"He went to her house right after practice. I saw him there" she said. Goku raised a brow
"Didn't they want to kill each other a few days ago?" he asked as if the whole idea of them being together was demented
"I think so. That date they had must've been of great importance. Everything is changing fast" she realized. Goku kissed her forehead as she rested her head closer to his chest
"How is cheerleading going?" he changed the topic. Chichi sighed
"It's coming up pretty good. We kicked Bulma off the team today" she said. Goku stared at her
"Chichi, tell me 18 didn't kick her off the team because she's gorgeous" he said warily. He knew Chichi wasn't likely to kick other girls off the team when they were truly good. She had been blabbing about Bulma's ability this whole past week. It was quite impressive being a gymnast and all
"I think so. But we both did" Chichi answered wanting to split the blame. Goku shook his head in disbelief
"I'm not gonna say anything. I guess that's something between you girls" he gave up the intent to understand the whole situation. Chichi shrugged
"It is…honey, I wanted to talk to you about something" she said looking tense. Goku locked eyes with her
"All ears" he said. Chichi breathed in. It was a topic they had never discussed and having a boyfriend like Goku could make it just a tad bit more difficult
"I've been thinking a lot" she started anxiously "and I think we should have sex" she dropped the bomb. Goku's face went pale for a second then completely red for a few more seconds then yellow as he felt so nervous he felt sick. It wasn't long before his skin went back to normal
"Sex?" he asked puzzled. A deep silence surrounded the room as Goku thought about what Chichi had said
"This is a big deal Chi"
"I know" she looked into his eyes "I love you so much and I'm really confident about us. I think it's time we take our relationship a step further" she said. Goku swallowed
"But…but you do understand that as much as we can be ok doing it we can mess it up too" he said. Chichi nodded
"I know. Remember when I told you I wasn't going to lunch with you because I had a doctor's appointment?" she asked him. Goku nodded
"Yeah, so" she continued "the doctor I went to was the gynecologist. He prescribed some birth control pills for me 'cause I told him I wanted to-"
"Wait. You went to the doctor and did all this-"
"Yeah-"
"Why didn't we talk about it first?" he asked. Chichi shrugged
"I don't know. Because I was really sure that you loved me and that you wanted the same thing" the couple was now facing each other. The tension was thick enough to be visible. Goku scratched his eye in desperation letting out a sigh
"Chichi" he rested his hand on her lap trying to sound calm "I love you. But this is insane-"
"It's not insane Goku!" Chichi exclaimed "think about it. We've been together for what? Five years? It's time for a change. It's time to try something new" she said. Goku swallowed
"Look, I don't want to hurt you-" he could see the pain in Chichi's eyes already. She was hurt. He could tell he had hurt her the moment he hadn't agreed with her. Silence took over the room again. He could hear Chichi's rapid breathing as she tried to contain herself from the tears. Goku sighed
"I don't think we're ready yet, Chichi-"
"I can not believe this. I was so sure that we were made for each others, that we were so in love-"
"Being in love does not mean sex-"
"In serious relationships it does" she insisted. Goku breathed out frustrated
"Would you think about this one more time? Having sex will change your body. It will change our relationship. It will change everything-"
"I know that!" Chichi protested "but that's why I want to do it. We've been living in the same monotony for the past five years of our lives. It's time to do something new-"
"So that's what you think of us?" Goku frowned "it's been boring for the past five years so now its time to fuck-"
"Don't cuss" Chichi argued "it's not what I was saying-"
"That's what it sounded like" Goku said "if you're tired of this then maybe it's time we take a break" the words struck them both as they stared into each other's eyes silent
"Fine" said Chichi
"I didn't mean-"
"No" she spoke before he had a chance to fend for himself "I think you're right. It is time for us to take a break since we seem to be having conflicting differences here" she suggested. Goku stood from the couch
"Fine" he said walking away and out of Chichi's house. Chichi rest her back against the sofa. She covered her mouth as tears started to run freely down her cheeks. She could feel herself trembling. For the first time in their entire lifetime together…they were breaking apart…
Back to Bulma's
Bulma had her books all spread around her bed. She had much studying to do. Just as she was finishing a subject to get to another someone knocked on the door then made his way in. Bulma stared at the man, it was her father. She sighed turning back to her books again. Her dad cleared his throat
"Got a minute?" he asked
"Nope. Busy" said Bulma without flinching. Dr. Briefs sighed
"Bulma I know you're mad" he started but Bulma refuse to look up from her books. He cleared his throat again
"Please look at me" he requested sensibly. Bulma looked up slowly a stern expression on her face
"What?" she asked. Her father approached her bed wanting to sit down somewhere. She gathered some of her stuff together then signaled for him to sit down
"I'm sorry" he said "I know I've been missing but you know how the company works" he explained. Bulma sighed
"Dad I just want you to be a part of my life again. I can't remember the last time we spent some time together" she said. Her dad nodded
"I figured. You've grown quite independent blues" he called her by his favorite nick name since she was a baby. Bulma half smiled gloomily
"I know I'm independent dad, but that doesn't take away the fact that I need you. That mom needs you. I'm going through the most important experiences of my life and every time I have a moment to cherish or a moment to sorrow I wish it wasn't just mom the one who's there to share them with me. I wish you were there. You've raised me to be the best I could be and here I am making it all come true but what good is it if you're not going to see the fruits of your teaching?" she asked serious. Her dad nodded
"And you're right. Every single word you're right. I know I've done wrong-"
"It's not wrong dad. I understand you are a hard worker cause I'm just like you. But please just dedicate yourself a bit more towards us. A ten minute break to eat breakfast or lunch with your family isn't going to stop you from making a new creation. You'll end up doing it anyway" she said. Her dad smiled
"That's true" he agreed "ok from now on I'll take ten minute breaks to eat with my family" he announced making her smile
"You know what I mean" she said. Her dad kissed her forehead softly
"I'll work into my schedule so I have more time to spend with you how's that?" he suggested. Bulma nodded
"That's great!" she grinned "I love you"
"I love you too…"
We're at Vegeta's house now, everybody following me?
Vegeta was on his bed watching TV waiting to fall asleep some time soon when his father came in with a very upset expression on his face. Vegeta stood from the bed
"Sit down" his father ordered in a chill tone. While Vegeta could care less about his father's words the male decided to stay seated. It wasn't as if he was going to do much walking around the room anyway. His father approached him in a threatening manner sending chills down his spine. Without notice he slapped him across the face with all the manly force he possessed. Vegeta's face turned to the side. He remained emotionless refusing to show any pain
"Coach Foley told me what you did today" Vegeta's father started. Vegeta locked eyes with him. The left side of his cheekbone was burning and throbbing at the same time. He could feel the blood rushing to his eye as he ran the back of his hand through his lip where he found a small amount of blood that had poured out
"You will listen to me right now boy. You've fucked up all your life and haven't given a shit but you're not going to fuck this up too. I'm not going to let you and if it takes me beating the shit out of you everyday so you will perform well-"
"Fuck you-" Vegeta cursed but his father slammed another one this time even harder. He raised his finger at Vegeta
"You will respect me. You're not going to fuck this one up you hear?" he warned. Vegeta stood from his bed so to be at an eye level with his taller father
"I heard you" he replied in a defiant tone. His father gave him one last menacing look before walking away from his son and out of the bedroom. Vegeta sighed feeling his eye getting smaller every time he blinked which meant it was probably swollen as hell. The young boy went to the mirror on top of his wardrobe to see how bad it looked and how much he could cover up. Truth was there was a lot to cover. His whole side was red, his eye was probably going to turn black in an hour or two and his lip was ripped in a half. There was no easy way to stop the blood from rushing out. He punched his wardrobe once putting a hole through it. He looked at himself in the mirror one more time
"Just give me one chance to fuck you up. I'll take it" he talked to his reflection on the mirror. He then saw a light coming from outside his window. He walked down to his window and looked out. It was Bulma's room…
Bulma was seating on her vanity mirror brushing her beautiful lazy hair after what looked like a nice shower. Droplets of water sparked out of her hair every time the comb brushed the tresses. She was singing along with the music played on her nice plasma TV that hung out the ceiling TV platform while splashing herself with some good scented perfume and putting on some lip balm protector. He sighed. It wasn't too long before he could hear his parents arguing again…
"You son of a bitch! You leave him alone! I'm tired of you hitting him-"
"He's gotta learn somehow!"
"That's not the way you prick!"
"Aw fuck that! What do you want me to do? Do you want me to baby him so he turns out to be a girl-?"
"Don't call him a girl-!"
Vegeta didn't think it twice. Grabbing a 'Polo' cotton jacket and putting on some shoes the young male jumped out the window directed towards the woman that had proved to bring peace into his life in moments of distress…
-O-
Bulma was fixing her room so it could be clean the next morning when she heard a couple of taps on her window. At first she thought she was crazy and ignored the sound but when the taps became more like someone wanting to break the window open she recognized that it wasn't just her. There was someone at the window. Bulma slid the glass open and none other than Vegeta appeared one of his eyes half closed. Bulma gasped
"What happened to you?" was the first thing she asked opening the window completely so Vegeta could fit inside her room. Finally inside the room Bulma hugged her boyfriend stroking his arms noticing how cold he was
"Are you ok?" she pulled away taking a look at his eye again. Vegeta nodded but remained silent. Bulma slid some strands of her hair behind her ear in a desperate manner. She looked at her bed behind Vegeta
"Sit down" she signaled her bed "let me get you something" she extended her hand up to Vegeta's eye palpating the area with caution. She then ran her fingers through his smooth lips concentrating on the fissure area while feeling his warm breath against her fingers. She turned on her heel leaving Vegeta to sit on her bed while she opened the drawer from the desk aside her bed.
Out the desk she grabbed three different small containers of what seemed like medical appliances. She also grabbed some q tips and alcohol pads then gathered everything together and set it beside Vegeta on her bed turning once more to pull her desk chair close and in front of Vegeta. She snapped the first pot open a foul smell coming out of it. Covering one of the q tips with the mixture Bulma came close to Vegeta's face and rubbed it around his affected area
"You have a scratch below your eye brow" she noticed "your whole side is swollen. What happened?" she asked rubbing some more stuff on his brow. Vegeta remained silent. How could he tell her that his father was beating the shit out of him yet again?
"I fell down the bushes on my way up" he lied. Bulma looked into his eyes
"Don't lie to me. Please" she said straightforwardly. Vegeta swallowed
"My father" he felt his chest tighten. Bulma closed the first container and threw away the q tip then grabbed the second container. This time she used her index and middle fingers to spread a white unscented lotion on the swollen part of his face
"This will keep you from bruising. It's gonna stop the blood from rushing into your face" she said. Vegeta stared at her. It had been worthless to worry about how to tell her about the whole thing with his father…but she was so simple when it came to understanding
"Hey" she broke his daze "stay over tonight?" she rubbed his cheek gently. Vegeta looked to her bedroom's door
"Your mother-"
"They're gone" she smiled "they went to Germany" she said. Vegeta locked eyes with her. Bulma palpated his face again but they were so close it was too hard to abstain from kissing. After they pulled away Bulma cupped his face in her hands
"Why did he-"
"Practice" he cut her off knowing exactly what she was going to ask. Bulma leaned into him embracing him in a warm hug. Vegeta hesitated. He couldn't deny that right now she was the only strength he could hold on to 'cause his was worn out yet he felt vulnerable as if he was giving her access to something he had kept very well buried within him. He felt at her mercy
"You're so warm" Bulma smiled pulling away to look into his face. She stood from the chair and spread his legs apart then took a seat between them. Vegeta granted her wish wrapping his arms around her waist after she had taken her seat. She leaned back to rest against his broad chest her head falling a bit to the side of Vegeta's chin. Vegeta could smell the heavenly scent of her hair; pure sweet honey
"Let's do this" Bulma broke the silence. Vegeta lift his head up
"What?"
"Tomorrow we'll go to class in my car and then-"
"I have practice tomorrow. Our playoff game is on Tuesday" he said. Bulma nod once
"I see. Can you come after?" she asked. Vegeta kissed her bare shoulder
"Fine" he agreed. Bulma turned on his arms so to be face to face with him. Vegeta held her close by her waist. She cupped his face in her hands caressing his jawbone with her thumbs
"It's looking better already-"
"What's that shit anyway?" he asked curious. Bulma raised her nose high up in the air
"It was made by me. The lotion has small particles of vitamin K which prevents the blood from clotting so that way the bruise will hardly form. The other stuff I put on your eye is just antibiotic cream so it heals better and it doesn't scar" she said then kissed him. Vegeta lay back taking her with him so both of them were now lying on her bed. Bulma giggled rolling aside him comfortably. Vegeta turned on his side and embraced one arm around her his other elbow propped up for support. He stared at her. She stared at him silence surrounding them
"Are you ok?" she asked. Vegeta smirked
"I'll be alright. Right now he's either yelling his guts at her or fucking her brains out" he said. Bulma sighed
"You can stay in my room whenever you want" she offered. Vegeta raised a brow
"Does that include everyday?" he asked. Bulma rolled her eyes
"Yes it includes everyday. There's just two conditions" she said. Vegeta frowned
"What?" he asked. Bulma smirked
"No sex and no staying up until two o'clock in the morning" she said. Vegeta narrowed his eyes at her
"You really believe all that crap you've heard about me?" he asked
"Hey I'm the new one here. I have all the right to" replied Bulma
"The only women I've fucked-"
"WoMEN?" she accentuated. Vegeta let out a sigh
"Yes women. They were only two: the principal's daughter and the blonde airhead. That was a long time ago" he said. Bulma raised a brow
"I didn't know you had slept with 18. I thought that was one of those 'one moth' relationships-"
"It was a one month relationship. We only did it a couple of times" he said. Bulma scoffed
"Oh so only a couple of times? That justifies it" she said sarcastic. Of course she was jealous. One of the girls she thought was the vainest person in the world had slept with her boyfriend…who wouldn't?
"That was years ago-"
"Is that why you hate her so much?" Bulma asked. Vegeta sighed
"I despise her and she hates my guts" he confessed. Bulma nodded
"I won't even ask why she hates your guts but-"
"She cheated on me and I broke up with her" he said before she could go on. Bulma stared at him shocked
"Well this just keeps getting better and better" she said. Vegeta nodded
"That was a mad year all along. She went psycho on me after we broke up and I became the NFL draft first pick. Told all the girls in school about us and everything we did" he said
"That bad, huh?"
"It was fucked up. She's a crack-head" he said. Bulma let out a small yawn
"I'm so tired. I've been studying for our Science test this whole weekend and my mind is out" she sighed scratching her eye cutely. Vegeta yawned after her. Bulma cupped his face in her hands
"You're so cute even I would go psycho over you" she smiled. Vegeta captured her lips in a smooth kiss and for the rest of the night the couple did nothing more than kiss. She loved the idea of Vegeta living to the side her house… now more than ever…
End of Ch.10. Whoo! I think this chapter was kind of tragic. I apologize if anyone felt sad after it. Too much shit going on, sorry that everything came crumbling down in just one chapter. Please don't forget to review. I know it was a really complicated chapter; they all seem to have serious issues to handle. But I promise there won't be another tragic chapter like this one in the story so you don't have to worry about that. Just review and tell me what you thought about it.
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