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Veggie Boy
Chapter 3: The Beginning of the End
Bulma was not quite sure why she had had those strange dreams. She had never been attracted to Vegeta before in that way, sure, she did think that he was hot, he had a body to die for and that whole bad-boy thing going on, but she only had eyes for Yamcha.
Vegeta was a mean, rude man of whom she didn't care about.
But now, she wasn't so sure. She even thought that when she saw a photograph of her and Yamcha, she had gone off him a bit.
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"Coo-ee," Yamcha walked into Capsule Corp, holding a bunch of red roses, he knew, by givingthem to her, she would feel obliged to plese him.
He pecked her on the cheek, ignoring Vegeta, who was standing right behind her, "And how is my favourite girl in the whole world?" Vegeta raised an eyebrow at this statement. Yamcha probably had many favourite girls, and this one was most probably his favourite because she was rich.
Vegeta wondered how Bulma could be so blind as to not see the lipstick marks all over his body, the love bites on his neck and smell the scent of other women all over him. Yamcha pulled his shoulder up to his head, covering a particularly huge hickey when he noticed what Vegeta was looking at.
Oh, well, Vegeta thought, I'm not going to be the one who breaks this girl's heart. Vegeta left the room, walking to the bathroom to take a shower.
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Vegeta was pulling on his clothes, when he heard Bulma scream loudly from downstairs, in no time at all, he was next to her, not caring that he was covered only at the bottom.
"Wha- what's that?" Bulma pointed to the love bite,
"Oh, I fell, it's a bruise," Yamcha replied casually, "Vegeta, why are you dripping all over the floor?" he tried to veer away from the subject at hand,
Vegeta advanced on him, "Answer thefucking question asshole," he told, Yamcha, holding him by the scruff of his neck, "correctly. Tell. The. Truth."
Yamcha looked pleadingly at Bulma, who was so deep in thought, that she had not noticed everything that had just happened.
Vegeta wouldn't just rush down here as soon as he heard me scream, unless… he really cared about me. That's it; I always knew he cared about me.
"What, oh, er, Vegeta, what are you doing? He isn't doing anything bad to me, you know,"
Vegeta dropped Yamcha on the floor, he walked past Bulma, but stopped when he was next to her, looking straight ahead, he said, "That's what you think," and he flew off to the Gravity Room.
Bulma looked at Yamcha questioningly, who immediately waved his hands as if there had been some kind of mistake, "Er, I don't know what he's talking about," he started,
"No, I think you do, she said softly, "I have been seeing traces of other women on you for a very long time, but I ignored it, saying that you loved me, and wouldn't do anything like that. God, how could I have been so stupid?" the last part was more to herself than Yamcha.
Yamcha stood there, smile faltering, but she carried on, "It's over, you can stay with those girls, I'm no longer yours," she looked up at him, the first signs of tears appearing, "You hear me? I'm no longer yours."
Yamcha looked at her, smile now gone, "There's something between you two, isn't there?" he spat, "I was the stupid one. Now, you will never have a peaceful life, I will get the two of you, and you will pay," he finished threateningly.
He reached out his hand to slap her, "VEGETA!" Bulma yelled, terrified, and next thing, he knew, he was held against the wall by his throat, "Let me go," he gasped, trying to breath,
"You never touch my woman again, you got it," Vegeta said, with threat dripping off every word.
He threw Yamcha out the door, and shut it with a bang.
"Thank you," Bulma said, "but since when was I your woman?"
"Don't get any ideas," Vegeta replied, smirking, "you could never get me. I just said it so he wouldn't try hit you again,"
"But you do care, don't you?" Vegeta looked angry at Bulma's accusation,
"Never," he turned and left, leaving Bulma torn and shattered.
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"I'm sure he didn't mean it, I mean, how could he "Get you" if Vegeta is there? He knows that Vegeta is much stronger than him,"
"Yeah, but-"
"Bulma, think about it, it's just an empty threat,"
Bulma sighed on the other end of the phone, "Kay, Bye Chi."
"Bye, and don't worry."
"Yeah, "Bulma hung up, she had just told Chichi everything that had happened (without the Vegeta part at the end) but she seemed unfazed by it all.
"Did he really say all of that?" she heard a gruff voice behind her. She turned to see Vegeta on the way to shower with a towel around her neck. She nodded her head.
Vegeta seemed deep in thought for a while and then said, "Don't worry, I will get thatmother fuckerif it's the last thing I do," Bulma was strangely comforted by Vegeta's words, and as he walked away, she deeply wished that she really was his woman.
A/n: Tada, another chapter, I thought it would take me forever, but I was bored and it took me really quick. Expect a lot of stories and chapters coming because it is the holidays in the south side.
I'm going to try get a chapter or story in every second day, but if I'm busy, I won't and then, sorry for the future. I'm going to go have an ice-cream now, so review please so that when I get back, I have something to do that will cure my boredom.
Bye!