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Chapter 7: The truly evil one.

When the mourning came, Vegeta awoke with the smell of eggs bacon, sausage, pancakes and all of his favorites. When Vegeta awoke and began moving around a little, Bulma had awaked. She looked at what she was sleeping on and in seeing Vegeta's bare chest, she remembered quite well. "You were wonderful last night Vegeta," she said to him.

Vegeta looked down and spoke back, "I smell something," he muttered at her.

"Well, maybe you need to take a shower, I smell something too…" she was cut off.

"No it's…breakfast," He said to her.

"Breakfast, but that's impossible, unless…" she hesitated.

"Unless what," Vegeta said, as he looked dawn at the naked woman on his chest.

"Unless it has been three months, but I don't think it has," she stopped, and then she continued, "OH no." she said as she sat up revealing her front, nude. Vegeta tried to keep his eyes on her face, but he couldn't resist and looked back down at her. "That time when we almost…well you know, a few days back, and the phone rang. It was the phone company. I remember that my father left his phone on the dresser and he called me the day he left and the something happened." Vegeta looked down at her and looked confused. "When the phone call came the lady said, that she was from the phone company, but I cut her off. She probably was trying to connect me with him. He was going to the Caribbean and they don't have any satellite phones in that area, or non-that reach that far off. He probably was trying to tell me that they were coming home early."

Vegeta looked at Bulma with wide eyes. She said the whole thing like she was finding out something scientific, like a scientist. Vegeta got out of bed and slipped on some cloths. He looked back at Bulma, who was still naked, but she was collecting hers from the floor. She stood up with a pile of cloths still in her arms, "Maybe we should keep this a secret for obvious reasons."

Vegeta looked her up and down and said with a cocky smirk on his face, "You think that I already didn't think of that?" he said in a quizzically. Bulma smiled back.

"See you later, tiger," she said as she blew a kiss over to him. It took Vegeta a few seconds to realize what she meant, and decided that he wouldn't be so immature and walked over and kissed her on the cheek.

Vegeta left the room and headed for his down the hall. Once he got to his room he headed for the shower. Bulma did the same in her room. Vegeta threw on his cloths quickly and headed to get some breakfast. Running down the stairs, after the night before, he seemed to have a newfound power in him. Like a huge weight had been lifted from his shoulders and he flowed with a new sense of being. Once he reached the bottom of the stairs, he began walking, so not to seem as if he was in a rush, to the kitchen.

He opened the door to the room and headed in. There it was, right in front of him. Something he had desired for a month. Its smell was outrageously pleasing, and its look was twice as good. It was a Mrs. Briefs breakfast special. He sat down in front of the feast and began to dig in immediately. Mrs. Briefs who had been frying up some eggs for Bulma turned around to see Vegeta stuffing a whole pancake into his mouth at the same time, getting a heaping hump of scrambled eggs onto his fork.  Stuffing the eggs nearly down his throat, he grabbed the tall glass of Orange juice in front of him and gulped the eggs down. Bulma had wrapped her hair up in a towel and with a robe on, went down stairs to greet her parents. She got to the kitchen and walked in. "Hey mom, I see you guys came back early," she said to her mother who was putting her food on a plate directly across from Vegeta. Her mother looked at her and began giggling. "What's wrong mom," Bulma said as she sat down across from Vegeta. Mrs. Briefs could only giggle more.

"I'll tell you what's wrong, your mother has had the worst case of the giggles since we left this place," her dad said as he walked in through the door.

"Hey dad, why did you guys come home early?" she asked her father as she greeted him.

"Well, you see, a hurricane hit most of the Islands ahead of us, and we decided not to go because of all the cleanup, no one would come to my presentations," he answered.

"Oh," Bulma said as she dipped her toast into the yolk that was flowing out of the egg.

"Hey Vegeta, I thought that you must of made some high advances to your training so, in my off time I designed a chip to put in your machine to increase the gravity. I just installed it," Mr. Briefs said, happy of his accomplishments.

"I didn't get high enough to surpass the last gravity restraint yet, I was little sidetracked, but your efforts aren't in vane, I will reach it soon…" Vegeta stopped speaking because as he said sidetracked, Bulma's mom began giggling even more. Vegeta, in a confused look, stared at the woman. He stared hard and then realized why she was laughing. Vegeta turned red in the face and walked out to the gravity room to train.

"She must have walked in on us last night," he said to himself quietly, walking towards the Gravity room. Vegeta Got into the room and began doing some warm-ups. "How could I had been so weak, and even this mourning I was weak, what in the hell was I doing!" he shouted, able because the gravity room was sound proof. "I don't believe I could have been so stupid in doing such an act. She probably thinks that we are starting something. Stupid earthling. I can't…" Vegeta stopped and composed himself. His mind was all jumbled, like scrambled eggs. "What have I done, if my father had seen me doing that he would have been so ashamed, he would of disowned me," Vegeta smirked, "I still remember that day…"

Flashback to Vegeta's childhood: Vegeta is a 61/2 year old boy, but very mature for his age. This is right before Freiza took him.

Vegeta was walking down the hall of the Grand Saiyan palace. Still very short, he looked up at all of the pictures on the wall, pictures of the old saiyan kings from old. Suddenly, boom! He walked right; smack into something that knocked him over, "HEY, I'M WALKING HERE…" he stopped as he stared at the gorgeous woman servant that he ran into.

"OH! I am so sorry prince Vegeta, is… is there anything I can do…" she said as she began picking up some Items that she had dropped.

"No, that's ok…here, let me help you," he said as he succumbed to the woman's beauty. The woman got up, thanked the prince and walked off, but before Vegeta could go his separate way, he heard someone laughing in the shadows. When he looked into the shadows he saw his father.

"Vegeta, Vegeta, how do you ever expect to become a super saiyan if you so easily bow down to the power of a woman's beauty. Look at yourself; the woman slave could of easily ordered you around like a little servant boy. I am considered one of the wisest men in the entire planet, and let me give you some advice. It doesn't matter how, 'appealing,' a woman looks to you, if you find yourself getting caught in their spell, you will become as weak as a toad…"

End of Flashback:

Vegeta stood there, reminiscing on the good old days with his father and remembered his words. "Your right father, even as a child under Freiza I was stronger then I was last night. That woman will no longer put her spell on me. That witch, that feeling inside was a spell she concocted to draw me in, how could I be so weak." Vegeta turned the gravity machine up to 225 and began training like he was in normal gravity. He began doing-fighting moves and worked his muscles and the rest of his body to be as powerful as he could possibly be.

Meanwhile back in the house. Bulma had put some cloths on and had gone out side to pick some Vegetables in the garden. Suddenly, something flew from the distance. She looked closer and saw Yamcha flying in from sky. He landed in front of her and showed off his muscles by standing there.

"Hey Bulma," he said like nothing had ever happened.

"Don't, 'hey Bulma,' me Yamcha, you think that I don't remember what you did? HUH, how could you be so naïve," she said as she turned away from him.

"But Bulma, I am done with her. When you left me, I looked at my self, and I just realized what was truly important to me. What really mattered in my life, and her name was Bul…" she cut him off.

"Oh come on Yamcha, you got that from that movie, 'Paradise in loneliness,' the one playing in the movie theater!" she yelled at him.

Yamcha looked at her shocked and walked back a few steps and nervously contested, "No I didn't, that came from the heart…" again she cut him off.

"Oh come on, give me a break, I saw the movie 3 nights ago, and you still smell like popcorn from the theater. Besides, I found someone else." When Yamcha heard this, he was shocked. He didn't think that Bulma would find someone else. It made him jealous, fiery Jealous.

"What? Who? Who is the guy, I'll tear him up, point me towards him and I'll fight for your love!" he shouted.

"Sure, I'll tell you what, if you beat him up, I will have sex with you." Yamcha thought to himself hard.

'She has got to be playing hard to get and really wants to get back together with me. I mean, there is no normal human that I couldn't beat up, this is great!' he said to himself excitedly. Speaking out loud now, he looked at her with a cocky expression, "Sure, point me in his direction; tell me who he is."

Bulma smiled, and then answered him, "You want to know who he is, fine, his name is…" she hesitated to look at Yamcha, his expression would be timeless, "Vegeta."

Yamcha dropped his jaw for a few seconds, and then began to laugh. "Very funny Bulma, now honestly who is this mystery man?" Bulma smiled and then answered him again.

"Yamcha, believe me or not, Vegeta did something to me last night, you could never did, and he did it to me, and not some young blond slut, if you know what I mean," she said to him with a large smile on her face. Yamcha looked angry. He was enraged; his eyes were burning up now. "So he is right in that gravity room, go and beet him up, C'mon, do it for me," she said in an evil voice.

"How could do, that man is evil, do you know how many people he has killed, and how he tried to blow up the planet. He is pure evil…" she cut him off again.

"No Yamcha, you are the truly evil one, not Vegeta, Vegeta did go around, or would he ever go around and fuck behind my back, he would never hurt me the way you hurt me. You Yamcha are the truly evil one in my eyes, and I hope you never get a woman again. And you know what, you wont, because most women wouldn't of spent their time on you as long as I did and would have had it with you, but no more, I have had it now!" her once pent up sadness came out as an angry rage, she yelled at the top of her lungs down his throat, and Yamcha couldn't take it, he flew off fast to get away from Bulma, who had made her decision.