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Chapter 6: My home

"Oh my baby so beautiful…" whispered Bulma as she placed her hand gently on Trunk's cheek. She smiled warmly as he snored lightly. He wiggled around trying to get into a more comfortable sleeping position. He placed his arm around his mother's neck and buried his face into her chest. She giggled and started rubbing his back. His breathing was slow and warm.

Vegeta entered the room mumbling a few naughty words about someone in particular and sat down in the chair that was next to Bulma with a huff. "What's wrong?" whispered Bulma. She eyed him questioningly but he was looking down at the floor with a scowl. Bulma rolled her eyes. "Man, he's so hot tempered!" She coughed to get his attention, but still nothing. She thought for a moment and decided to ask him a question. "Vegeta…who's Yamcha?" He shot up a mean glare right into her eyes, which made her gasp. He made a low growl and stood up quickly from his seat and walk toward the window. He gazed at the view and sighed.

"He is a weakling…he's a cheater, a disgrace of being a "warrior" and well-shall I continue?" Yes I know he would've had a little more colorful vocabulary, but even though Trunks is asleep, he didn't want to say it in front of him. Bulma sighed and gazed at him who was still looking out the window. "Vegeta is he a friend to me?" Vegeta turned around, sat back down, with a little less temper, and stared at her. "Woman you must promise me to not fall to his tricks, you and that idiot have had a relationship for fifteen years. He cheated on you abused you, and you were about to marry him, when I came into the picture…" he smirked evilly, and leaned in to her face a little bit.

She arched an eyebrow. Wow, how could she stay with someone who did so much to her? That is crazy. Thank God, Vegeta came or who knows where she would be right now. She giggled as he placed his finger on her face and traced her features. He smirked and stopped his action. He needed to make her know that he loved her. If she would fall for that weakling, again…maybe it's best to not think about that for now. He sighed and placed his hand on top of hers, which was on Trunk's back. "Bulma. I need you to promise me to not fall for that weakling, it'll be hell on earth for him, and you understood." Bulma gulped and nodded quickly. She yawned. Vegeta stood up and nudged her to lay down while he carefully lifted Trunks and placed him next to her. She smiled and decided that maybe it would be a good time to rest.

Vegeta stared at her until she completely fell asleep. As she completely fell asleep, Vegeta walked toward the window quietly and opened it with a creek. He took one last look and shot out to the sky…

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"No way! Babe really that's great! I'm really glad that they accepted you! Tyra said so herself-You're a natural of course you are! You'll make a great model! Yes I am proud of you-" Yamcha was having a confusing day today. His ex has a case of amnesia, and his recent girlfriend that he has been dating for about a month has been accepted to America's Next Top Model. This means she is off to China for about a month. He was congratulating her cheerfully when suddenly he was cut off with his door from his condominium flew off its hinges and smashed into his flat screen. He hung up without another word and ran to his leaving room to find a really pissed Prince standing in the middle.

"Vegeta! Seriously, I don't get paid till next month! How am I supposed to fix-"

"Shut up!" barked Vegeta.

Yamcha gulped. Vegeta started walking slowly toward the weakling and stopped only a foot away. His arms were crossed and his famous scowl was showing deeply. Yamcha's eyes popped out when Vegeta instantly grabbed his neck and started choking him. He could've already killed him, but he wanted him to suffer. He decided to not kill him, and dropped him to the floor. Yamcha cringed and began coughing roughly. "UGH VEGETA!" Vegeta hissed and kicked him in the chest which made him cough even louder.

The living room felt heavy. It was dark and hot. Yamcha felt like dying the pain was just too overwhelming. "Listen weakling…" he said kneeling down next to him. "If you try, try just a slightly bit, about confusing my mate…and trying to make her fall for you, your next on my "Who to take into oblivion list" is that understood?" he said quietly. Only his voice was venomous and which was making Yamcha tremble. He nodded quickly.

Vegeta rose up and grabbed a chair that was nearby and flung it to his window. He scowled as he took one last look at the weakling and stormed off.

Yamcha scowled. "Ugh! Oh yeah Vegeta? Well now this is my chance! This is my chance to take my Bulma back!"

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