Those 3 years chapter 38 months had passed since the strange young boy from the future told Goku about their horrible fate. All the Z warriors had been training non- stop for that day in three years time, determined to change the Earth's history. One person however, seemed to be training the hardest out of all of them. That person was the Saiyan Prince. Bulma had spent pretty much her whole life around these muscle headed men and knew how they took their training seriously. She knew how they all strived to be the best and strongest they could be. But something about Vegeta was different. He took his training to a whole different level and pushed himself far beyond the others. Sometimes he would train in the gravity room without stopping for days. How he was able to for so long was beyond her. Although he was temporarily living at Capsule Corps, he was barely seen by the Briefs. They only saw each other when it was time for breakfast or dinner and that was it. It was rare when he spoke just a few words to the
A very merry christmas with Vegeta and Goku"Vegeta did you really forget again?!""Of course I didn't! How can I with you rambling on about it for the last two months. I just choose to not acknowledge it. You Earthlings and you're stupid traditions!"" 'Geta I don't want to fight with you. It's going to be Christmas tomorrow! It's time for love, kindness and happiness! Now I'm kindly TELLING you that this year YOU'RE buying Trunks a present. One that's special and comes from the heart. Can you do that for me?""No I can't. I'm incapable of doing such a thing.""Too bad because you're doing it. It's not an option. I already got him a gift from me, now it's your turn. Do you really want to look into his eyes Christmas day, and see them full of hurt
and it would be all because you, his hero, did not get him something from the heart.""
Fine Bulma I'll go. But don't think it's because you convinced me, I'm doing it out of my own free will.""Course my love," she placed a small kiss on his cheek and continued
Those 3 years Chapter 1It had been an hour since everyone had just landed on Earth after being transported there with the last wish of the Namekian dragon balls. Bulma invited the Namekians to stay at her home until they could be wished to their new home planet. Before boarding the plane her father had brought to bring everyone back to Capsule Corps, she noticed Vegeta leaning against a tree and looking away from everyone. 'Damn,' she thought. 'He doesn't have any where to go
poor guy. Guess it wouldn't hurt to extend the offer to him too. Besides, it will only be temporary.' She casually walked over to Vegeta and with a smile on her face, and kindly said "What about you? Hey home boy!"He widened his eyes in shock at how she had addressed him, and the fact that he wasn't counting on her to talk to him at all, or anyone for that matter. "What? Home
. What" was all he managed to spit out. Not really knowing how to respond considering he didn't exactly know what a "home boy" actually was.
Never mess with Vegeta"She's STILL on the phone? What the hell can you possibly talk about for so damn long" Vegeta had asked Trunks. Bulma had been on the phone with Chi Chi for a good two hours. They were constantly calling each other all the time and he could never understand how they never got tired of talking to one another. Really you can only talk with the same person for so long, at least that's how Vegeta saw it. 'It must be a woman thing, but then again Kakarott is the same way
' Vegeta dismissed what he was thinking of all together and started to look for something to eat."I don't know dad but since this is mom and Goten's mom, it doesn't really surprise me anymore. It must be a girl thing" Trunks said while following his father into the kitchen. To their surprise, Bulma had finished her conversation with Chi Chi already 'Wow. I think that's the shortest conversation she's ever had' thought Vegeta. He began to get worried though, she was walking toward the two saiyans with the widest grin o
A small ProblemA small problem.Bulma ran down the hallway with her tool kit. "He's going to kill me..." She breathed as she kicked open the door to her study. She glanced around the room before she entered."Vegeta? Where are you?" She asked in a frightened tone, tip toeing into the room."Over here you wretched idiotic inexcusable failure as a female human!" Vegeta shouted from the table. Bulma glared at the source of the sound. The sight made her laugh slightly.Vegeta was only 10 cm tall and sat on the end of a screwdriver. VERY angry."For your information, YOU should not have been in my lab in the first place." Bulma protested and put the toolbox on the end of the table as far away from Vegeta as possible."Or maybe YOU should come when I call you!" Vegeta said and stood up. Bulma tried her hardest not to smile at the action-figure-sized sayian prince."I couldn't hear you." Bulma opened the box. "And you shouldn't touch my stuff without permission." She argued and picked up the ancient prototy
Stupid Poem - by VegetaStupid Poem!Arrg
you! first of all know this,I never wanted to write this thing.As far as Im concerned,Id rather be off alone training.But unfortunately for me,I owe your friend a favor.That arrogant little fool,Even said to watch my behavior.Well you should know right now,Thats not going to happen friend.Youre going to end up dead,When I finally stab you with this pen!And not only will I stab you,Ill blast you with all that Ive got!Still with my amazingly rotten luck,Ill be stopped by that idiot Kakarot.The incessant jabbering from that clown,Is enough to make me sick.But what really gives me a headache,Are those lectures from that insolent Namek .And dont get me started on that woman,I dont care to know where it begins.I shouldnt have to take this from anyone,Im the Prince of all Saiyans!The blood flowing through these warrior veins,True pride stronger then all that h
Tie it UpHis nose brushed against the naked flesh of her shoulder. Her head jerked softly to the right as small tufts of his spiky hair tickled her neck and cheek. The sensation also sent a shiver down her back, where his nimble fingers were deftly working.As his nose pressed into the crook of her neck, Bulma finally opened her mouth. "Shouldn't you be paying attention to what you're doing?"He only hummed in response, letting one of the lace's ends tickle her back before he gently threaded it through its hole. "You asked for my help, so don't question my method."Her back shivered once again as his warm breath hit her skin. "Yes, I asked for you assistance with lacing up the back of my dress," she bit out. "Not to get me all hot and bothered!""What?" he asked almost innocently. "I'm not allowed to do both?" Vegeta pulled the laces tight, although making sure to listen for any discomfort signs coming from Bulma before easily tying the laces into a bow."You know I can't miss this banquet," sh