Win Her Back
Chapter 5: No One Likes A Snooper
It had been a week since Yamcha set out on his quest to round up the dragonballs. It was going pretty well to say the least. He already had four under his belt and had still managed to keep up his training.
Vegeta had done rather well himself. He kept a strict surveillance on Yamcha's actions. Every time he felt Yamcha's ki flare he immediately set off set off after him.
''What is it with this human?'' a disgruntled prince asked himself during an intense training session. He punched and kicked furiously, whilst dodging ki blasts that were ricocheting around the room at an intense pace.
Just as he was about to dodge another rapid blast, he felt the spiking of a familiar ki signature. The losers on the move! Unfortunately for him, the brief faltering in concentration resulted in him getting hit by the blast.
He released a brief grunt and was catapulted into the wall. The remaining two blasts dissipated as he turned off the GR. Damn! There goes my record. Shaking his head he grabbed a towel off of the floor and began to dry himself off. No time to shower. It can wait. I need to go. He made his way through the massive mansion, mumbling to himself about the overly large house.
He walked past the room he and Bulma had been sharing with gritted teeth and closed eyes. Please Kame!
''Oh, Vegeta.'' A feminine called sweetly. No! He cringed slightly.
''What is it now! I was just on my way out!'' he almost shouted. She looked at him slightly annoyed, but accepted it as normal behavior and had grown somewhat accustomed to it..
''I just wanted to know where you were going.'' He raised a curious eyebrow. ''I mean, you never used to leave the house so much and now you leave almost every day.'' She looked at him warily as she knew that sort of question didn't go pleasantly answered.
He sighed inwardly but kept his face emotionless and his voice calm. He knew that way he could reassure her and leave faster. ''So what you're basically asking is am I seeing another female?'' He half smirked.
Bulma was taken back as she hadn't expected this. ''Well I…I'd be lying if I said that thought hadn't crossed my mind.'' She said choosing her words carefully.
He smiled a rare smile and walked slowly towards her. She eyed him uncertainly not fully sure what to expect.
He stopped in front of her, took her hand and pulled her up into his arms before skillfully delivering a deep lingering kiss.
''Wow.'' She stated, her voice slightly shaky. He smirked again. ''I hope that answers your question, but I really need to leave right now.'' He kissed her softly on the forehead and ran out the room.
She watched him leave with a slight smile. Sighing, she shook her head and fell backwards onto her king sized bed. That man is too much.
Yamcha soared slowly(in his standards, but faster than the speed of sound in ours) over a beautifully green forest. The dragon radar was beeping merrily in his hands. Almost there. I wonder if that dick Vegeta is going to follow me today. Yamcha had detected his presence faintly when he found the second dragonball a few days before.
It was a miniscule slipup on Vegeta's part but just enough for Yamcha to realize what was going on. The radar began to beep profusely. Ah. Here we go. ''This is going to be tricky.''
His statement was not in vain as the forest was indeed densely packed. He descended carefully until his feet touched the floor. ''Ok then, where is that stupid…'' He cut himself short as he looked on in disbelief. Only three meters away from him stood the two star ball, number five in his collection.
''Well what the hell do you know?'' he said laughing to himself. He walked slowly towards it. He stopped right in front of it and scooped it up. ''Wow. That was an easy one.'' Then to himself: Wonder if he's here?
''Vegeta!'' he bluffed. ''I know you're there. You may as well come out.'' He heard a faint gasp coming from a tree not far away from where he was standing.
The tree rustled slightly as an extremely annoyed looking Saiyan Prince jumped down. He looked Yamcha up and down with his arms crossed. How could he possibly have know? I've trained in stealth my entire life.
''Well.'' Yamcha stated crossing his own arms and feeling rather surprised that he was right.. ''To what do I owe this pleasure?''
Vegeta regained his composure and got over his own initial surprise. ''So weakling? Still searching for those dragonballs I see.''
Yamcha smiled mockingly. ''Very observant your majesty but what may I ask does it have to do with you?'' Vegeta blinked at the sarcasm but managed to shake it off. ''You're going to tell me what you intend wishing for or I'm going to be forced to beat it out of you..''
Yamcha took a small step back, looking mildly uncertain. Vegeta smirked at this.
Damn it! I don't think I can take him yet and with Goku so far away I…! Goku! That's It!
Yamcha smiled evily, new confidence seeping through him. Vegeta noticed this and frowned slightly.
''If you try and beat anything out of my I'm obviously going to power up to my max.'' Vegeta shrugged uncomprehendingly laughing slightly. ''So? Should I be afraid, you weak little freak?''
Yamcha scowled slightly at the insult. ''Maybe. But my point is if we both power up, the others will feel it, including Goku.''
Vegeta produced a deep scowl finally understanding. That clown will use that blasted instant transmission and come and investigate! Yamcha laughed silently. ''I trust you understand my point. Now if you'll excuse me.''
Vegeta's eye began to twitch furiously. ''Ok coward. Hide behind your precious Kakorot for now and hope he'll always be strong enough to protect you.''
Yamcha scoffed waving his hand behind his back. ''Yeah, yeah like that will ever happen.'' He heard a slight growl from Vegeta but didn't bother to turn around. Instead he powered up and blasted off.
Vegeta watched him leave with overwhelming annoyance. He stood in one spot for a full twenty minutes calming himself down. Ok. Screw him. I don't care what he wishes for. All that matters is that I obtain the level of Super Saiyan. Kakorot has been the only one for too long.
He smiled, satisfied at his deduction, powered up and took off.
Ah, another shortish one! Sorry, but short on time at the moment. Anyway, enjoy.