Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Bonded by mind and soul ❯ First day of trust, yeah right! Like first time feeling ( Chapter 3 )

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BONDED BY MIND AND SOUL

Chapter 3 First day of trust, yeah right! Like first time feeling

AN: Nothing here to say much. Just like a good argument between our fave couple.

WARNING!! Heavy bad crude language IF you feel offended or you don’t like it. DON’T READ.

You have been warned.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP

“Alright I’m up” she said to her alarm clock as she slammed fist to the alarm; Yawning to start the day off last night was different.

She put her trust in Vegeta

It wasn’t the first time she put trust on someone who is cold hearted and selfish. It was only one thing she couldn’t get her mind off though. Yes, he maybe not the one to trust. To come to think of it he would likely to complain. If she knows him better he would spat in her face with his dirty mouth.

She giggled when she pictured Vegeta complaining about it to her, swearing, yelling and frustrated. It would have to be her favoured time of her life.

But there was something she can’t put her finger on. He was arrogant, rude and so demanding he wanted her to do more.

“Well I can’t just blame him if he’s like that” she said to herself.

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In the GR he still thought about last night.

She put her trust in him.

How bloody crazy was the onna doing something like that? It was like she had the balls to actually say something to him closely.

‘Too late now dumb ass’ There it goes. His mind was talking to him.

“Is it really my problem she put her stupid trust in me?”

‘Yep, it’s too bad you could have take her here and there you know’

“Shut up! Who ask your fucking opinion?”

‘You did’

He shook his head. That was enough! She kept playing his mind for too long now. It was time he needed something to eat.

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She walked to the kitchen, seeing Vegeta giving her a dirty look.

She knew quite well what he wants

“I’m on strike Vegeta. You go and make your own” she spat.

“Hello, you didn’t quite get the memo…”

“YES I know. I’m the prince of all saiyan’s blah, blah, blah makes me some damn food” she mimicked.

“You better watch your mouth, bitch”

“Don’t you call me a bitch you saiyan dickhead” she said.

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Ding, ding, ding! Time for round one

“I rather am a dickhead than a slut” he smirked.

“Asshole”

“Whore”

“Ungratef ul fucker”

“Virgin bitch”

“Since when do you know, bastard?”

“Awww did I hit a nerve?”

“NO”

“I must of. You seem offended”

“Vegeta don’t go there”

“What? Are you going to get your sucker loser ex-boyfriend to come and hit me?”

“Go fuck yourself”

“Done that”

“You’re such a sick fuck”

“I know”

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Talking about a good day to start off with, already battling with the world most dick-headed asshole.

She can’t take his shit like this.

“What’s the matter? Have I got your tongue?”

That was it. She had enough

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NOW she was fuming mad. He loves her that way, so fiery tempered. It was just the way he wanted her to be. Her eyes were dark full of hate, just plain hate. Her attitude was like one though he had to admit.

Too bad she wasn’t a saiyan

“Come on! Say something I really can’t wait to see you sulk” he said.

“Okay you want hears me say something, FINE! Listen here asshole. I hate you I can’t believe you can just push me around just so you can get me mad”

“I like you that way. It seems to suit you better” he smirked.

“Suit me better? Like I give a fuck about it Vegeta why don’t you go back to whatever you came from?”

“My mother’s vagina?” he laughed.

“Already you start to bloody to remark stupidly you know that or better still, how about you go back to that lizard freak and sit on his lap. He’ll bend you over like a slave who needs to be slapped”

“DON’T you DARE talk to me like that you ungrateful bitch!” he shouted.

“Now look who’s offended? You don’t like it when I talk to you like that, don’t you?”

She was bursting his bubble too much.

One more remark from the onna he will…

“Go on. Tell me you don’t like it”

He saw red.

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He deserved it. He really did.

She didn’t know what to expect from that remark but it seem to hit him in the right spot.

That is until he quickly grabbed her neck, pushing her down the counter.

“Say that again. SAY IT!!”

She didn’t like the look in his eyes. They’re so evil. He’s face was scaring her. His teeth were like wolf fangs ready to kill.

“No… I won’t” she breathed.

“SAY IT!!”

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She was losing oxygen and fast. His vice grip tightens harder.

“Vegeta… Stop, please” he heard he begs.

Her face colour was blue.

He was killing her.

“Vegeta… No”

He looked into her eyes.

They’d showed pain and guilt.

“Say it”

“Kill me… Asshole”

How could he? She was too beautiful to die, yet so brave to face him. No one in his life a mere human like her would stand up for herself and show nothing.

But bravery

He loosened his grip and released her.

“Sorry”

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She breathed in that fresh oxygen in her lungs.

Did he say what she just heard? Sorry?

“I should go”

“Vegeta, wait” she coughed

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He can tell she wasn’t in good health thanks to him.

“Onna are you okay?” he asked.

“Yeah I’m fine Vegeta I just need to lay down”

She walked passed him quickly.

It was the first time he had ever feel something

Shame

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