Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Deception ❯ The Challenge ( Chapter 3 )

-Deception-

By : Stacey Meyer

Chapter Three

Rated ~ PG-13/R for language

Disclaimer ~ I DO NOT own Vegeta, Bulma, or any of the DBZ gang or DBZ, I am sad to say. I'm not making any mulah off of this story, so yeah. Oh, and I don't have a job, therefore I don't have any money, so suing me would be pointless.

Words in *stars* are Bulma's telepathic messages.

Words in ~waves~ are Vegeta's thoughts.

Last time on Deception

"You know something, woman? Dreams do come true." Bulma quirked an eyebrow at his statement, but quickly passed it off as a side effect of his head trauma.

"Let's go, Vegeta."

"Where the hell are we going now?" Bulma smirked slightly and she grabbed Vegeta by the hand, leading him throughout the hall.

"You'll see when we get there." ~Crazy woman.~

Chapter Three - The Challenge

After fifteen minutes of endless hallways and doors, Vegeta started to get angry.

"Where the hell are we going? I don't have time for this shit, you're cutting into my training time," he demanded, not too nicely.

"I already told you, you'll see when we get there. Geeze, keep your pants on, you baby." Vegeta huffed. His patience was wearing thin and Bulma knew he wouldn't put up with her little game for much longer. "If it makes you feel any better, we'll be there in five minutes. This palace is much larger than it seems, and I know for a fact that you've never been to where I'm taking you."

"I've been through every square inch of this palace, there isn't a hallway or room that I don't already know about. It is my palace, after all."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Keep on thinking that." Bulma mumbled a few incoherent things under her breath and turned another corner, only to run into a wall that went by the name of Kakarot. "Fucking-a! Why don't you watch where you're going, you damn fool?"

Bulma and Kakarot had been on bad terms with one another since Kakarot had met his human girlfriend, Chi-Chi, a month ago. Bulma was completely against Kakarot being with the black haired strumpet. She had heard of Chi-Chi's promiscuous adventures with any male the harlot came across, and Bulma thought that he could of done much better than the town bicycle.

"Watch where I'm going? Last time I checked, you're the one who ran into me, bloody wench." Kakarot was glaring daggers at Bulma until a very familiar growl of impatience rumbled through the air. Kakarot glanced at who was standing behind Bulma, only to find it was the crowned Prince of Vegeta-sei. He immediately fell to one knee and crossed his right fist over his heart, eyes wide in fear.

"I'm sorry, my Prince. I was unaware that you were present. Please forgive my insolence, it will never happen again." Bulma sighed and crossed her arms in a Vegeta-like stance, just what she needed, Vegeta getting an ego boost so early in the morning.

"Kakarot, get up you third-classed imbecile. You owe Veggie-head here no apologies. I was the one who ..."

"You watch what you say woman, or I'll have you screaming." Bulma turned around swiftly, her eyes meeting with the Prince's. A wicked smile formed upon her lips. *Screaming for what Veggie-head?* Vegeta's classic smirk appeared on his face, that is until the first-class spoke again.

"Excuse me, Vegeta," Bulma spat, "I was speaking with Kakarot, not you." Vegeta growled lowly, telling Bulma that she had crossed a line, and then grabbed her by the arm and pulled her closer to himself roughly.

"Leave us, Kakarot. I have some things on propriety to discuss with the woman."

"Yes, sir." Bulma tried to squirm out of Vegeta's vice-like grip and continued to scowl at the third-class warrior, secretly wishing him to heed her words about his choice on women. Kakarot turned to leave, not wanting to be in Bulma's presence any longer, but before he could leave Bulma stopped him with her hand on his arm.

"Oh, Kakarot," Bulma smirked devilishly, "do tell your girlfriend that I said hello, and that I'll make sure there's a secure place for her in the deepest and darkest pits of Hell, where an alien whore like that belongs. I would appreciate it highly." He bit his tongue, holding back the string of curses that were on the tip of it, bowed to the Prince, and retreated swiftly. He knew better than to go against Vegeta's demands.

As soon as Kakarot was out of eyesight and earshot, Vegeta let go of Bulma's arm and pushed her against the wall. The young Prince was furious, and intended to let the blue-haired scientist know it.

"What have I told you about addressing me properly infront of other people, woman? I am your crowned Prince regardless of whether you like it, and you will show respect to me." He sighed, running a hand through his mane-like hair and tugging it a little. "You're going to make me go bald before my time." Bulma snickered a little and grabbed Vegeta's hand, leading him to the place she wanted to show him. He jerked his hand back, not liking the contact. "You do know that I'm not a little child and that I can walk on my own, right."

"Yeah, whatever. Just hurry up, we're almost there."

Bulma reached two metal doors with a security box on the panel next to them. She punched in her code and entered the room, looking around to make sure no one was there.

"Woman, I've been in your lab before. This is nothing new to me." Vegeta was getting a little agitated and if he didn't start his training soon, he would have to cut into his lunch to make up for it.

"Wait here." Bulma walked into the storage room, and emerged a few moments later with a poi-poi capsule in her hand.

"What is that?" Bulma tilted her head confused and then saw that he was looking at the capsule.

"Oh, this? This is a storage capsule. My dad made them before he died, but this isn't what I want to show you. Stand back a little." She threw the capsule and it popped, revealing a large domed building. "This," she declared with pride, pointing towards the building, "is what I wanted to show you." The scientist looked at the Prince's face, judging his reaction, which had confusion clearly written across it. "Go ahead."

Vegeta walked into the metal dome, baffled as to what it could possibly be. The only thing inside was a large circuit board in the center and another door leading to a different sector. Upon further investigation, he found it to be a bedroom with a connecting bathroom and a regeneration tank. He walked back into the white padded part with the circuit board, only to find Bulma with a smirk on her face and her arms crossed over her chest.

"What is it?" Vegeta asked, truly wanting to know the answer.

"This is a gravity chamber that can go up to 400 times the gravity on Vegeta-sei. There are also programmed fighting bots that can withstand the power of the legendary." Bulma stood there for a little bit, admiring her work. "So, what do you think?"

"How did you build this without anyone finding out about it?"

"I've been building it bit by bit. It took me about three years to finally finish it, and trust me, it's been a bitch keeping it from you. Especially since you love to just waltz in here unannounced all the time," she joked with a soft smile on her face. Vegeta turned to Bulma with a smile tugging at his lips.

"I'm truly impressed." The young first class blushed slightly at the praise and turned to the control panel.

"So, you wanna test this baby out Veggie-head?" The Prince smirked at the challenge.

"Bring it on, woman. The day you beat me is the day I become your slave."

"Okay, let's make a little wager on it then. If I do beat you, you will become my slave, just for a day. And if you win,"

"If I win, you have to do anything I tell you to do."

"Anything?"

"That's what I said, is it not? Anything I wish."

"Fine, anything. You're going to be groveling at my feet by the time I'm done with you Veggie-head."

"Don't count on it, woman." The two shook hands, completing the deal and making it official, then they both got into a fighting stance and started powering up. This was going to be one hell of a fight.