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Chapter Seven: The Truth shall set you free…NOT!
"Rose? I don't k-know a Rose," Yamcha stammered as he got slowly up off of the ground. Bulma glared at him and shoved his phone in his face. "Then why does it say that your last caller was a woman named Rose?" she shouted.
Vegeta touched down beside Bulma and he too glared at Yamcha, whose sweat dropped. Yamcha plastered a cheesy grin over his face, "She's my cousin," he said in a light tone.
Vegeta scoffed, "Oh a cousin? I never knew humans liked to passionately lick the faces off of their cousins," he said harshly.
Bulma shook her head, "We don't Vegeta, because it's just sick and wrong. So Yamcha you haven't told the truth, who the hell is Rose?"
Yamcha stood up and gulped hard. He was in cow poo now and he wasn't sure on how to get out of it. He took his chances again and flew blindly into the sky. Yet again he was stopped by the unmatchable speed of Vegeta, who soon stood before him once again in the sky.
"You scum bag, how dare you lie to her! She deserves the truth you baka!" Vegeta exclaimed as Yamcha almost shook in his wake.
"B-b-but Vegeta, you d-don't understand," Yamcha stuttered, but Vegeta cut him off. "Urasai Baka, your words mean nothing anymore," he barked and swiftly kicked Yamcha squarely in the stomach. Yamcha doubled over in pin and held his stomach tightly; it felt as if someone had just thrown an anchor into him. Vegeta had gotten much stronger than Yamcha could have ever imagined, even if he hadn't trained in a while, the training that he had done before he was injured had made him so much stronger. Then without warning Yamcha receive a sharp blow to the head which sent him flying to the ground again. The pain was unbearable, how could one man have been able to cause this much pain?
"Bulma, help me!" Yamcha called weakly from the ground. He was bleeding now and he knew he needed help.
"You want me to help you? But Yamcha you have always been so good at helping yourself, why don't you put that into practice again," Bulma said with venom in her voice and then she kicked him in the side with all of the strength that she could muster up, which was surprising for a woman of her calibre.
Yamcha groaned on the ground, she had actually hurt him with a kick. "That was for hitting me for no good reason," Bulma spat as she went and stood beside Vegeta who was now back on the ground.
"So baka, are you going to tell us who this slut Rose is then?" Vegeta said as he felt Bulma cling onto his strong arm. Yamcha, after a few moments, stood up shakily with a dangerous look on his face.
"Don't you call her a slut!" he shouted and fired a Ki blast at Vegeta. Vegeta had been ready and he stood in front of Bulma to keep her safe from the harmful energy blast. As the ball of energy approached them at incredible speed, Vegeta held up his arm and smashed the energy away from Bulma and himself easily. Was this fool trying to challenge him? Vegeta was ready for a good fight. He started to move away from Bulma but Bulma held him back.
"Vegeta," she began, but Vegeta gave her a stern look and whispered, "I'll be fine, this baka is nothing compared to me, now go into the house, I don't want you to get covered in blood." Bulma's eyes shone with waiting to be shed tears but she did as she was told and ran into the house. She went into the kitchen and peeked through the blinds to see what was going to happen.
Vegeta cracked his knuckles and stretched out his neck, he was going to enjoy this as it was going to be his entertainment for the night. Yamcha glared at Vegeta, how dare he call Rose a slut, she was nothing like a slut. She was beautiful, witty, beautiful, interesting and not to mention beautiful. He was going to make Vegeta pay, how he didn't know but he was going to try his hardest to honour Rose, something he would have never have done for Bulma.
"So you are going to fight me? You're an even bigger fool than I imagined," Vegeta cackled as he stood glaring at Yamcha. Yamcha gulped again but he wasn't going to back down, he took up a fighting stance and prepared for impact.
"You know it is funny fool, how you are prepared to stick up for this woman. She is the reason that you and Bulma aren't going out anymore, yet you are willing to fight for the woman who split you up from the best thing you ever had. Years down the line, you'll most likely be sitting in some random crap house, with a bitch for a wife, with snotty, brat kids, thinking to yourself 'Why did I ever let Bulma Briefs go?' and who will you have to blame for your crap life? No one but yourself," Vegeta said emotionlessly as he watched Yamcha's face twist and turn as he listened to Vegeta's words.
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Bulma had opened the window ever so slightly in the kitchen; Vegeta did have point in what he was saying. Yamcha had let the best thing he had ever had go. She had provided for him, cooked his meals, and gave him training equipment, a bed to sleep in when he had forgotten the key to his house and what had she gotten in return? A rare night of passion, the odd box of chocolates and flowers and never a single 'thank you Bulma for everything!' She hoped Vegeta would knock all of the sense back into him in every way he could.
"Are you ever going to tell us who this Rose freak is?" Vegeta said casually as he examined his fingers, he was waiting for Yamcha to make the first move, but if he didn't do it soon Vegeta would just strike, like a panther going to kill it's prey.
"Rose is NOT a freak you arrogant monkey man, she is twice the woman Bulma will ever be!" Yamcha spat as he started to size Vegeta up with his eyes.
Bulma's blood bubbled as she listened; Rose was twice the woman she would ever be huh? Well she would just show what a woman she was, but what should she do? Get her new and improved laser gun and blast Yamcha's sorry hide to the other side of the Universe, or go out there with her new battle robot that was for Vegeta and set it loose on Yamcha instead?
'I think I'll take the second option' Bulma sniggered to herself. She inched away from the kitchen window and sneaked down to her lab and got what it was she was looking for.
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Vegeta was quickly getting bored of waiting for the pathetic human to charge at him, but maybe if he prodded him with one last jibe then he would give in and attack him.
"So baka, you think you have got everything now that you have this Rose person, but you know you don't. She won't do all of the things Bulma did for you. She can't build you training equipment, she can't provide you with a soft double king size bed for when you lock yourself out of your own house and she won't cook you as good a dinner as Bulma can. I bet she can't even spell her own name," Vegeta said, with no emotion passing over his face.
A vein popped up in Yamcha's head, "how dare you say that about Rose, she can spell her own name, and her cooking is amazing!" he shouted and suddenly he sped towards Vegeta. Vegeta smirked; finally the fool was going to fight. As Yamcha was about to punch Vegeta in the jaw, Vegeta dematerialised out of sight and appeared again behind Yamcha and he elbowed him in the back. Yamcha fell forward but then turned his body around and he tried to kick Vegeta, but Vegeta had vanished again and was then under Yamcha. He smirked evilly and then blasted Yamcha in the back with a Ki blast that senthim soaring up into the evening sky. Yamcha stopped himself from falling by starting to hover in the air, but his breathless expression turned into one of shock as he spotted Vegeta about a metre in front of him. Vegeta chuckled and sent another energy blast towards Yamcha who managed to dodge it but dodged straight into Vegeta's fist. Yamcha swore hisjaw had been broken as the pain was unbearable, but it wasn't as he was able to call out "Vegeta! You're going to pay!" but Vegeta just laughed in his face and said back "I'd like to see you try you stupid weakling."
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Bulma carried the life-size robot under her arm as she struggled to get it up into the kitchen. As she huffed and puffed she heard the sounds of battle coming from what seem like the garden that was far, far away from her, but she persisted on.
'Stupid robot... I should really make a robot out of lighter material' she sighed to herself as she finally reached the kitchen. She set the robot down on the floor and then ran over to the kitchen window, and all she seen was the ground flying everywhere as Vegeta and Yamcha tore up the back garden in battle.
'I wonder whose winning?' She thought absentmindedly to herself, and then suddenly she just realised how stupid her question had actually been. 'Of course Vegeta is winning, silly Bulma,' she thought to herself as she activated the robot.
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Yamcha slowly got up off of the ground, taking on Vegeta in an attempt to up hold Rose's honour had been a very bad idea. He needed a Senzu bean. He quickly rummaged through his trouser pocket in an attempt to find his last Senzu bean, which he had found at his house the day before.
"Looking for this?" Vegeta said as he pointed to the Senzu bean that lay in front of his feet. Yamcha's face contorted in horror; there was the bean he needed to rid him of all of his pain and there it was in front of Vegeta.
Vegeta laughed menacingly as he watched Yamcha's eyes flit from the Senzu Bean up to his own face. This was a time to be truly evil, so he lifted his foot and stood on the precious bean that Yamcha was so desperate to get. Yamcha cried out as he watched his pain relief being stomped into the ground by the foot of the man who was giving him so much pain.
"HEY YAMCHA!" came a shout from the back door to the Capsule Corps. Both men looked over from their spots to see Bulma standing confidently at the back door.
"Woman, I thought I told you to stay in the house!" exclaimed Vegeta with a frown on his face. Bulma smirked a smirk that Vegeta had to admit was pretty damn cool and wagged her finger in mid air.
"Yes you did Vegeta and I had every intention of staying in there until I heard that loser say that his new woman was twice the woman I'd ever be. So I decided to show what I am really made of! VegBot ATTACK YAMCHA!" she said and the she jumped out of the way as a robot came flying out of the Capsule Corp.
Yamcha cried out as a huge robot that looked remarkably like Vegeta flew towards him. He felt himself being picked up by the scruff of his shirt and then being roughly tossed up into the air. A split second after he felt a hard steel knee collide with his chest and he hurtled towards the ground once again.
Vegeta and Bulma stood and watched as the VegBot continued to beat up the now helpless Yamcha.
"VegBot?" Vegeta asked not even looking at Bulma. Bulma blushed slightly, "Yeah, it's your new training robot, and well, since it sort of looks like you I decided to call it the VegBot, do you like it?" she said looking up at Vegeta.
Vegeta glanced at her and then a sly grin crawled onto his face. "I would be able to beat it in a heart beat," he said smugly. Bulma rolled her eyes and decided that Yamcha had finally taken a good enough beating off of both Vegeta and the VegBot.
"VegBot STOP!" she called out and the robot stopped pummelling the now very bloody Yamcha.
"Oh woman! The robot was just about to blast him!" protested Vegeta, but one look from Bulma made him shut up, but he wasn't happy about it, as he had wanted to see what the robot was like with Ki blasts.
"So Yamcha, can your woman make robots like that?" Bulma said bitterly as Yamcha tried to sit up. He coughed and muttered a simple "no." Both Bulma and Vegeta smirked and Bulma continued on. "I am still waiting for you to tell me who this woman is, are you going to tell me, or shall I let Vegeta pound you again?"
Yamcha shook his head as best he could and coughed hard. "I met her in a club one night," he started weakly, but Vegeta interrupted him, "what kind of a club?" he asked.
Yamcha cringed but said what he had to say, "A strip club."
Bulma was furious, "Oh so you prefer a stripper than a scientist? What, didn't you get enough from me? Am I too boring? What Yamcha?"
Yamcha coughed again and spat out blood, he really needed that Senzu bean now, "No it's not that, I don't know what happened. We just sort of hit it off straight away, she thought I was a handsome, funny guy and well she is just beautiful and witty," he wheezed.
"Oh and I'm not?" Bulma said incredulously. She was seriously thinking about telling Vegeta to blast him to kingdom come but she thought better of it as she really needed to know about this apparently beautiful, witty Rose.
"No you are Bulma, I just, I don't know. I was drunk and well she was very appealing at the time and once we had spent the night together, I was…hooked," Yamcha said pitifully as he hung his head in shame.
Vegeta blinked at him, "You mean you took her to bed the first night you met her? That kind of relationship is a sacred moment shared between a loving couple and you just go and do it as you please with some stripper! If you had of lived on my planet, Bulma would have already been given permission to slaughter you," he spat at Yamcha who glared up at him.
Bulma on the other hand had other things on her mind and did not wish to talk about Yamcha's sexual relations with this girl.
"How long have you been seeing her behind my back?" she said in a deadly whisper. Yamcha gulped down the blood that had been filling his mouth, this was the brutal question, to which he did not want to answer, but he didn't want to get thrashed by Vegeta again so he just had to stick his neck out and tell her.
"Six months as from yesterday," he said quietly. Bulma's face turned redder than a tomato, had she just heard six months?
"SIX MONTHS? OH MY GOD YAMCHA JUST WHEN I THINK YOU CAN'T STOOP ANY LOWER, YOU GO AND TELL ME YOU HAVE BEEN SEEING HER FOR SIX MOTNHS! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU! YOU HAVE BEEN PLAYING ME LIKE A FOOL FOR SIX MONTHS SOLID AND TO THINK, I FED YOU, GAVE YOU A BED TO SLEEP IN AND EVEN MADE L-…" she yelled but she did not want to finish her sentence while Vegeta was standing right beside her. Though his presence was comforting, she would rather yell at Yamcha while he was not around, so she turned to Vegeta.
"Vegeta if you wouldn't mind, I would like to be alone with Yamcha now, while you being here has helped me greatly, I think it's time you went inside, she said quietly to him with a forced smile.
Vegeta understood, he would leave them alone and go inside. It wasn't as if the woman had made him do something for once, he just knew that even if he were inside he would still be able to hear the argument of the century anyway, and what better way to hear it than in the comfort of the Capsule Corp. He smirked as he walked into the kitchen, he was glad her parents had decided to take a short Vacation; he didn't want to be bothered by her irritating mother while he listened with his amazing Saiyan hearing. He sat down in the kitchen and took an orange from the fruit bowl and started to peal it, listening intently to what was being said outside.
"AND I EVEN MADE LOVE TO YOU WHILE YOU WERE SEEING THAT SLAPPED UP TART!" Bulma yelled finishing her last sentence.
Vegeta cringed as he ate a slice of orange. Images now formed in his head and they were enough to make even Kakarot loose his lunch.
'Okay now that I didn't want to hear,' he thought to himself as he pushed his orange away from him.
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A/N: So yes that is the second last chapter up! Chapter 8 shall be up soon as when the site wouldn't let me put up this chapter, I started to write the 8th :-D
I hoped you enjoyed this chapter and please feel free to review! I look forward to hearing what you though of this chapter...and please note, this took soooooooo much imagination (for some reason)...Okies, Ciao all -passes out the final bowls of Jelly- KISSES!