Win Her Back
Chapter 4: Time Flies When You're Getting Strong
A year has past since Yamcha began his training. Much has changed including himself. Even Picollo had accepted the fact that Yamcha was taking his training seriously as he was even somewhat of a match for him.
Yet Yamcha found that no matter how much he trained he could only become as strong as his humanly limits would allow him. This troubled him immensely as he desperately wanted and needed the strength.
He stood warily in front of Capsule Corp plucking up the courage to ring the doorbell. He had made a decision and had told no one about it. He was still contemplating whether or now it was wise and for the best.
Sighing, he reached out towards the red button. Here goes. The doorbell played out a melodious tune. He heard footsteps and braced himself.
The door opened rather roughly to reveal non other than the Saiyan Prince. The pair stared at each other in surprise for what seemed like an eternity.
Vegeta regained his composure first, allowing his trademark smirk to creep across his face. ''Who is it Geta?''
He cringed at the pet name as Yamcha claimed his turn to smirk. ''Geta?'' he stated trying to cover up a chuckle.
Vegeta went slightly red, trying hard to regain some dignity. ''It's the ugly scarred weakling human babe.'' He deliberately called her that to get to Yamcha. It worked as Yamcha allowed a dark glare to encompass his face.
''Yamcha?'' She appeared at the door looking as beautiful as ever. His breath was literally taken away. ''Hey Bulma. It's been a while.'' Vegeta frowned slightly. ''What do you want loser? ''
''Can I talk to you for a second Bulma?'' He blatantly ignored Vegeta which greatly pissed him off. ''I asked you a question!'' he half shouted, trying his best to stay calm.
''Did you not hear me Vegeta? I said I need to talk to Bulma about something.''
Vegeta began to seethe. ''You little…!''
''Vegeta!'' and then more softly ''Please.'' He looked at her calming down slightly and shrugged before walking off. ''Watch yourself weak piece of crap.''
Bulma and Yamcha were left alone. ''So? You and Vegeta huh?'' Bulma blushed slightly. ''He's not as bad as you would think. What can I do for you Yamcha?'' She took him in slowly for the first time and realized that he looked good.
''Well It's simple really. I need to borrow the dragon radar.'' A surprised look crossed her face followed by a smile. ''Going dragonball hunting are we?'' He nodded. ''Yeah, I guess.'' She looked him over suspiciously. ''Do you mind if I ask what you plan on wishing for?''
He was taken back by the question. He didn't want anyone to know. Especially Bulma. ''Uh….well. Not really Bulma. I kind of want to keep it to myself you see.'' She raised a finger and shook it from side to side. ''Nah uh. Now I really want to know.''
Yamcha looked as if he was beginning to get slightly irritated. ''Please Bulma. I'm not going to do anything stupid if that's what you're worried about.'' She sighed seeing the sincerity in his eyes. He seems different. ''Ok Yamcha. I trust you.'' He smiled broadly. ''Thanks.''
''Would you like to come in while I look for it?'' He declined with a shake of his head and a reassuring smile. ''I'd rather not. Someone might not want me inside their home.''
She nodded in understanding. ''Be right back.'' Turning around she hurried inside.
Wow! She looks great. A feeling of nostalgia washed over him. ''I wish things could have been different.'' His daydreaming was abruptly stopped by a harsh laugh.
He looked up to find Vegeta standing by the door. ''Poor little insect. Too bad the only different things are going to be is you're only gonna get weaker.''
''Vegeta!'' His eyes narrowed violently. His private thoughts violated by the one he'd like least in the world to hear. Vegeta sensed his unease. ''Oh. I'm sorry. Did I hurt your feeling?'' he smirked mockingly.
Yamcha looked him up and down and scoffed, ignoring him. Vegeta's eye twitched slightly. He felt somewhat irritated that he was getting the cold shoulder. He changed the subject knowing that he would get no more entertainment. ''I heard your little conversation.'' Yamcha looked up with disinterest. ''Oh? I thought that eavesdropping was above royalty Vegeta. Are you sure you've even got a drop of blue blood in you?''
The attack against his heritage was too much for him. ''How dare you!'' He swung a full blow straight into the waiting Yamcha's face, sending him gliding into a fence, shattering it into a million pieces. 'Vegeta!'' Bulma had returned just in time to see her ex pummeled.
He cringed slightly, covering his ears. ''Must you scream woman!'' She ignored his outburst and ran towards where Yamcha lay tangled in metal.
He got up slowly, tearing the fence remains off of him. ''What? Don't look so worried.'' He laughed as he dusted himself off. Vegeta watched in outrage as one of his well placed blows was simply dusted off by an earthling. He growled softly and walked inside.
''Are you sure you're ok?'' Yamcha waved her off nodding. ''Yeah I'm fine. She looked him over again with concern in her eyes. ''No I'm not trying to act hardcore Bulma. I'm really ok. Did you get the radar?''
She sighed softly. ''Sure. Here.'' She handed him the greenish device. ''Great! Thanks a lot.'' He gave her one of his charming smiles, powered up and took off.
She watched him jet off into the distance. I guess he DOESN"T only just look good. I've never seen him tougher. She smiled folding her arms.
Vegeta stormed into theGR in a rage. ''What the hell was that! Is it possible that that pathetic human has advanced that much! What could he want with those dragonballs?'' His curiousity overcame him. ''What if he wishes for power or something along those lines?'' His body sickened at the thought.
He left the gravity room and made his way outside, walking into Bulma on the way out. ''Vegeta! What was that all about and where the hell do you think you're going?''
He thought about ignoring her but wisely decided against it. ''Never mind woman and where I'm going is none of your concern either!''
''Why you stubborn…!'' Her ranting was in vein as Vegeta was gone.
Yamcha turned on the radar and was happy to discover that the first ball was not more than a kilometer away. Great! This is going to be easier than I thought.'' He smiled enthusiastically to himself He cruised to the point at which the dragonball was supposedly situated and descended.
''Now where the hell is that thing?'' He began to scan the area not having any luck. He froze all of a sudden. For some reason he had the feeling that he was being watched. Not hearing or sensing anything he shrugged and carried on his search, now totally unaware of a dark figure perched in the heights of a tall tree.
''Where is that thing?'' He looked to the trees. A large nest came to his attention. He shrugged ''Why not?'' Powering up enough to be able to fly he ascended slowly towards the nest. Looking over the edge he saw three large white, blue spotted eggs and one dragonball. ''One dragonball? Hell Yeah!'' he shouted in triumph.
He reached in cautiously, trying his best not to disturb the eggs. To his dismay he heard an ear popping screech. ''Oh crap!'' He looked up to see a very angry mommy pterodactyl swooping furiously towards him. A slight yelp escaped his mouth as he flew at breakneck speed to get away. ''Come on lady! It's not an egg.''
The dark figure emerged from the shadows chuckling amusedly. Vegeta watched as the pterodactyl chased Yamcha into the horizon. ''Stupid human. Perhaps I'm wasting my time. The thought of Yamcha withstanding his punch sailed through his mind. He clenched his teeth. ''No! I can't risk it.'' His mind made up, he masked his ki as best he could and took off after the hunted Yamcha.
Sorry about the shortish chapter. And YAY! Got my first two reviews! I feel so much better now! . Hopefully this chapter will evoke some interest. Isn't anyone even slightly intereted what Yamcha plans on doing with his wish….hmmmmm?