Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Cleanse My Demons, Angel ❯ I didn't mean to... ( Chapter 1 )
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By: MagnaGuard 
The Story of Bulma and Vegeta and how they ended up together. This is my first fic so please R&R!
warning: THERE WILL BE LEMON LATER ON
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.31.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 768 | Status: Work In Progress
The Story of Bulma and Vegeta and how they ended up together. This is my first fic so please R&R!
warning: THERE WILL BE LEMON LATER ON
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.31.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 768 | Status: Work In Progress
Well this is my very first fanfic. It’s been a while since I’ve watched DBZ, but it’s probably the anime I know best so I hope you enjoy it. I’m sorry if the
Bulma and Vegeta getting together story is way overused but hopefully that won’t matter. Please R&R because this is my first fic.
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or any of the characters of Akira Toriyama.
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Cleanse My Demons, Angel
By: MagnaGuard
Chapter 1
The sky was gray with a hint of purple swirling around it. A storm was coming quickly. Vegeta loved storms; the only type of weather he actually
liked. He sat on top of a mountain, not far from the wasteland where he and his eternal rival Goku had first fought. Vegeta always trained out
here. No one ever bothered him or got in his way. He watched as the clouds rolled in, thinking about everything that had happened since he had arrived
on earth. Unfortunately for him all of these thoughts contained the fool Kakarott. He pushed them to the back of his mind and took of towards Capsule
Corp. where he had taken up residence with the Briefs.
He didn’t particularly like the Briefs, especially the blue haired loudmouth Bulma, but they did provide him with a room, food, and most
importantly: a gravity chamber that allowed him a much more intense training experience. He decided to spend a few hours in there before dinner.
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Bulma Briefs was definitely a one-of-a-kind girl. Her voluptuous body and school-girlish demeanor didn’t seem to fit the business woman that
she was. She was one of the wealthiest and most famous women in the world. She enjoyed the spotlight, but it didn’t come without it’s problems. For
one thing, she couldn’t seem to keep a boyfriend. This wasn’t really the fault of her fame though. Most men just found her…..to “in control”. She shone a
bit to brightly for most men’s taste. The business world was not the only place that she seemed to always be on top…
Today had been a particularly tough day. Her alarm had failed to go off, causing her to be late. Then when she got to work she found that her
secretary had called in sick, leaving her with an overload of paperwork. She couldn’t help but let her frustration out to herself as she drove home.
“UGH! Is everyone out to get me today? I swear to kami….”
She honked crazily at a driver that cut her off.
“Oh you bastard! Today is just not the day!”
She tailed him close until he turned off down another street. Right now she just needed to get home and into a hot bath.
“If that Vegeta treats me like dirt as usual, he’s really gonna get it….this just isn’t the day.”
She finally got home and stormed up to her room. She saw no sign of Vegeta and thanked Kami. It wasn’t that she disliked Vegeta…as much as he
seemed to dislike her….but she knew he would say the one thing that would send her overboard.
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Sweat covered his body as he dodged blasts from the training droids built to his specifications by Dr. Briefs. He continued dodging and
deflecting the blasts, attempting not to destroy them like he always did. This, of course, failed in the end. He stretched for a moment when he was
finished before grabbing a towel and collecting the scraps of metal which were once droids earlier into a bag and heading towards the Briefs manor. The
smell of food hit him like a brick wall as he entered the room.
Bulma and her father were seated at the table as Mrs. Briefs prepared the food.
“Oh hey there Vegeta!” said the elder female.
“Just have a seat and I’ll have your food ready in just a moment.” She said with her almost dopey looking smile on her face.
“Make it snappy woman” said the Saiyan prince in his rough voice.
The woman’s expression did not change, as nothing rude Vegeta ever said ever caused her to find fault with him.
As Vegeta sat down he placed the bag in front of Dr. Briefs.
“I will need these repaired as soon as possible, preferably by tomorrow” Said Vegeta.
The doctor responded quickly.
“I don’t mind fixing these for you Vegeta, but…” he was cut off
“No buts! Tomorrow!” said Vegeta in a raised tone.
Bulma was quickly becoming angrier and angrier with him as he disrespected her parents.
“Alright son, I’ll see what I can do…” said the doctor, realizing he had a long night ahead of him.
The prince nodded and proceeded to eat as soon as the food was served.
He finished quickly and left the table.
As he headed upstairs toward his room, which was right next to Bulma’s, the blue-haired woman excused her self and caught up with him in the hall at
the top of the stairs.
She gave him her usual angry look.
“Vegeta!” she said loudly
“How dare you treat my parents that way after all we’ve done for you!”
The prince simply grunted “hmph” and turned to his room.
“Don’t turn your back on me! I’m your equal on earth! practically a Princess…and of a race that’s actual still in existence!” she realized too late what
she said and immediately tried to cover it up…
“Vegeta I…I didn’t mean tha…” but he had already turned and pinned her to the wall.
He looked her in the eye with a stair that would cause many to piss themselves.
His grip on her wrists tightened. She began to whimper, louder and louder as his grip grew tighter and tighter.
“Vegeta!” she choked out “Your hurting…” tears were on the verge of escaping her eyes as he released her. Before she had the chance to say anything
he had disappeared into his room and slammed the door.
She stood there….speechless…the tears that had welled up because of the pain of his grip were now running down her cheeks in sadness over the pain
of hurting him. Something she was sure no one else had ever done.
Vegeta was planning on taking a shower after dinner, but after hearing Bulma belittle his own existence…he was more in the mood to train.
Training seemed to be the only thing that he ironically found peace in. He looked at himself in the mirror for a while before hovering out of his window
and down to the Gravity Chamber. He remembered that he had a spare droid left in the chamber that he kept just incase. He fired up the machine and
the droid, placing the gravity 100x’s earth’s gravity before becoming lost in his own world…free from the pain that a simple earth woman had caused
him…at least for a little while.
Bulma on the other hand was forced to live with what she said, with no escape. She walked into her king size bathroom and looked at herself in
the mirror. Her make-up was now all running down her face as she cried. She unbuttoned the top of her business suit and tossed it to the side. She did
the same with her skirt, bra, and panties. She looked at her beautiful figure in the mirror and thought of all of her old problems, coupled with her
more…recent ones. She suddenly realized why she felt so bad about what she had said. Was she beginning to fall for Vegeta? The man who had come
to earth to destroy it? The man who had attempted to kill all of her friends? The many who was consistently rude to everyone, especially her family? No,
no of course not….she pushed this thought to the back of her head.
While the tub was filling up, Bulma walked outside onto the balcony. Her intent was to look at the stars and just enjoy the night breeze. She
couldn’t help but notice, however, the noises and flashes of light coming from the Gravity Chamber. A tear rolled down her cheek as she fought against
her thoughts of Vegeta…she refused to let him ruin the bath that was supposed to help her unwind from this horrible day. When she finished bathing,
Bulma sat at her vanity and brushed her hair. This was always her special time to herself…but tonight it wasn’t special. She couldn’t help but hate herself
for what she had said. When she was done, she brushed her teeth and got in bed. The woman tossed and turned for quite a while before finally falling
asleep….
Bulma and Vegeta getting together story is way overused but hopefully that won’t matter. Please R&R because this is my first fic.
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or any of the characters of Akira Toriyama.
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Cleanse My Demons, Angel
By: MagnaGuard
Chapter 1
The sky was gray with a hint of purple swirling around it. A storm was coming quickly. Vegeta loved storms; the only type of weather he actually
liked. He sat on top of a mountain, not far from the wasteland where he and his eternal rival Goku had first fought. Vegeta always trained out
here. No one ever bothered him or got in his way. He watched as the clouds rolled in, thinking about everything that had happened since he had arrived
on earth. Unfortunately for him all of these thoughts contained the fool Kakarott. He pushed them to the back of his mind and took of towards Capsule
Corp. where he had taken up residence with the Briefs.
He didn’t particularly like the Briefs, especially the blue haired loudmouth Bulma, but they did provide him with a room, food, and most
importantly: a gravity chamber that allowed him a much more intense training experience. He decided to spend a few hours in there before dinner.
---------------------------------------------------------- -----------------------
Bulma Briefs was definitely a one-of-a-kind girl. Her voluptuous body and school-girlish demeanor didn’t seem to fit the business woman that
she was. She was one of the wealthiest and most famous women in the world. She enjoyed the spotlight, but it didn’t come without it’s problems. For
one thing, she couldn’t seem to keep a boyfriend. This wasn’t really the fault of her fame though. Most men just found her…..to “in control”. She shone a
bit to brightly for most men’s taste. The business world was not the only place that she seemed to always be on top…
Today had been a particularly tough day. Her alarm had failed to go off, causing her to be late. Then when she got to work she found that her
secretary had called in sick, leaving her with an overload of paperwork. She couldn’t help but let her frustration out to herself as she drove home.
“UGH! Is everyone out to get me today? I swear to kami….”
She honked crazily at a driver that cut her off.
“Oh you bastard! Today is just not the day!”
She tailed him close until he turned off down another street. Right now she just needed to get home and into a hot bath.
“If that Vegeta treats me like dirt as usual, he’s really gonna get it….this just isn’t the day.”
She finally got home and stormed up to her room. She saw no sign of Vegeta and thanked Kami. It wasn’t that she disliked Vegeta…as much as he
seemed to dislike her….but she knew he would say the one thing that would send her overboard.
------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------
Sweat covered his body as he dodged blasts from the training droids built to his specifications by Dr. Briefs. He continued dodging and
deflecting the blasts, attempting not to destroy them like he always did. This, of course, failed in the end. He stretched for a moment when he was
finished before grabbing a towel and collecting the scraps of metal which were once droids earlier into a bag and heading towards the Briefs manor. The
smell of food hit him like a brick wall as he entered the room.
Bulma and her father were seated at the table as Mrs. Briefs prepared the food.
“Oh hey there Vegeta!” said the elder female.
“Just have a seat and I’ll have your food ready in just a moment.” She said with her almost dopey looking smile on her face.
“Make it snappy woman” said the Saiyan prince in his rough voice.
The woman’s expression did not change, as nothing rude Vegeta ever said ever caused her to find fault with him.
As Vegeta sat down he placed the bag in front of Dr. Briefs.
“I will need these repaired as soon as possible, preferably by tomorrow” Said Vegeta.
The doctor responded quickly.
“I don’t mind fixing these for you Vegeta, but…” he was cut off
“No buts! Tomorrow!” said Vegeta in a raised tone.
Bulma was quickly becoming angrier and angrier with him as he disrespected her parents.
“Alright son, I’ll see what I can do…” said the doctor, realizing he had a long night ahead of him.
The prince nodded and proceeded to eat as soon as the food was served.
He finished quickly and left the table.
As he headed upstairs toward his room, which was right next to Bulma’s, the blue-haired woman excused her self and caught up with him in the hall at
the top of the stairs.
She gave him her usual angry look.
“Vegeta!” she said loudly
“How dare you treat my parents that way after all we’ve done for you!”
The prince simply grunted “hmph” and turned to his room.
“Don’t turn your back on me! I’m your equal on earth! practically a Princess…and of a race that’s actual still in existence!” she realized too late what
she said and immediately tried to cover it up…
“Vegeta I…I didn’t mean tha…” but he had already turned and pinned her to the wall.
He looked her in the eye with a stair that would cause many to piss themselves.
His grip on her wrists tightened. She began to whimper, louder and louder as his grip grew tighter and tighter.
“Vegeta!” she choked out “Your hurting…” tears were on the verge of escaping her eyes as he released her. Before she had the chance to say anything
he had disappeared into his room and slammed the door.
She stood there….speechless…the tears that had welled up because of the pain of his grip were now running down her cheeks in sadness over the pain
of hurting him. Something she was sure no one else had ever done.
Vegeta was planning on taking a shower after dinner, but after hearing Bulma belittle his own existence…he was more in the mood to train.
Training seemed to be the only thing that he ironically found peace in. He looked at himself in the mirror for a while before hovering out of his window
and down to the Gravity Chamber. He remembered that he had a spare droid left in the chamber that he kept just incase. He fired up the machine and
the droid, placing the gravity 100x’s earth’s gravity before becoming lost in his own world…free from the pain that a simple earth woman had caused
him…at least for a little while.
Bulma on the other hand was forced to live with what she said, with no escape. She walked into her king size bathroom and looked at herself in
the mirror. Her make-up was now all running down her face as she cried. She unbuttoned the top of her business suit and tossed it to the side. She did
the same with her skirt, bra, and panties. She looked at her beautiful figure in the mirror and thought of all of her old problems, coupled with her
more…recent ones. She suddenly realized why she felt so bad about what she had said. Was she beginning to fall for Vegeta? The man who had come
to earth to destroy it? The man who had attempted to kill all of her friends? The many who was consistently rude to everyone, especially her family? No,
no of course not….she pushed this thought to the back of her head.
While the tub was filling up, Bulma walked outside onto the balcony. Her intent was to look at the stars and just enjoy the night breeze. She
couldn’t help but notice, however, the noises and flashes of light coming from the Gravity Chamber. A tear rolled down her cheek as she fought against
her thoughts of Vegeta…she refused to let him ruin the bath that was supposed to help her unwind from this horrible day. When she finished bathing,
Bulma sat at her vanity and brushed her hair. This was always her special time to herself…but tonight it wasn’t special. She couldn’t help but hate herself
for what she had said. When she was done, she brushed her teeth and got in bed. The woman tossed and turned for quite a while before finally falling
asleep….